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Bill was humming to himself a small happy song. The squirrel was in very high spirits. His birthday was today and he invited all of his friends over for a party. He had even managed to get off of work, and was looking forward to an afternoon and night of him enjoying the company of everyone who could get here. He was hoping it would be a great party, as he had already ordered a big cake, which would be here in a few minutes, and there was plenty of ice cream in the freezer, as well as various amounts of soda and water for his guests.

He was setting up a few paper plates and napkins when the doorbell rang.

"That must be the cake!" Bill said, and skipped over towards the door.

When the squirrel opened it, it wasn't what he was expecting. He was expecting the bakery service bringing him his cake. What it was instead was a massive wall of bulk and feathers, looking like they might explode out of those clothes he was wearing. Bill yelped and hopped back, landing on his butt.

"Hey, I'm not too early, am I?"

It was Tris, easily the largest of Bill's circle of friends. The large eagle was dressed a bit more fancy than casual, but it was probably the closest he could get to casual, wearing a button-up shirt and a pair of jeans, though he still had his tie on.

"You're way earlier than I thought anyone would show up." Bill said, getting back to his feet. "I haven't even gotten the cake in yet."

"Oh, cake's here." Tris said, holding a large bakery box in one hand. Sure enough, it was the cake that he had ordered for his birthday, but why did Tris have it?

"Well, that is definitely my cake." Bill said.

"There was a guy here a second ago, but he had to go." Tris said, "So I took care of it."

"Oh, must be busy at the bakery." Bill said, taking the box. "Well, suppose it saves me a tip."

"He got a tip." Tris said.

"Oh you didn't have to do that, ya big goof." Bill said, "But thank you. Come on in. I mean, I wasn't expecting anyone for about another hour or so, so it's just gonna be you and me."

"Thanks, don't mind if I do."

The eagle ducked to fit under the door, and his head still almost brushed up against the ceiling of Bill's house. He had to turn slightly in order to squeeze his muscular bulk through the door frame, but after a past incident where Bill lost some of the woodwork of his house trying to get Tris in and out of it, he decided it was worth the price to get the frames expanded.

"Help yourself to any drinks you'd like, but let's keep the cake saved till everyone gets here." Bill said, taking the cake box and bringing it into the kitchen. He opened it up and saw it was exactly what he wanted. "Happy 36th Birthday Bill!" was written in purple icing and several roses were on the corner, decorating a chocolate cake. It was soft and moist looking, and it was big enough for everyone to get a slice who was invited, while enough would be left over for tomorrow.

Tris soon was in the kitchen with him, the large eagle taking one of the paper cups and getting some ice in it before pouring some soda into it and taking a few sips.

"So what brings you here so early, Tris?" Bill asked, putting the cake in the fridge.

"Court ended earlier then expected, so I had time to change and get ready." The eagle replied.

"Did you..." Bill asked.

"Course I did." Tris said, "It was an easy case to win."

"Oh, no I mean..." The squirrel said with a blush on his face, looking at Tris's bulging crotch in his jeans.

"A present?" Tris said, "Course I got you a present. It's actually why I got here early, so I could give it to you before anyone else got here."

That still wasn't what Bill was going to ask him about, but the talk of presents quickly took his mind off of that.

"Ooh ohh ooh! Gimme gimme gimme!" Bill said.

"Heh, birthday boy really wants his present. Alright, well first off..." Tris smirked, the large eagle looking down over his pec shelf at the squirrel, looking up at him with excitement in his eyes. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a cardboard party hat and unfolded it before tugging on the string and then placing it on Bill's head, getting it snuggly secured under his chin.

"There, now it's a party boy, who gets his party gift." The eagle said.

"So what did you get me?" Bill asked.

The eagle reached back into his back pocket again.

"I got you... a first class..."

"Yes?" Bill said, loving the sound of this so far.

"All expenses paid..." The eagle continued

Bill was super excited now, knowing that Tris had a very deep paycheck due to his job and position, he was practically salivating wanting to know more.

"One-way trip, into my cock to melt into my cum!"

The jeans on the eagle were suddenly bulging out more than they were before. Bill could hear the denim and fabric starting to rip and shred off of Tris's hips and thighs, as the bulk that they were suppressing was getting too large for them to hold back any longer! A second later, Tris's huge cock ripped right out of his jeans, the head of which smashed into Bill and sent him flying back several feet, like he had been punched in the chest, before it flexed and flared upward, smacking into his ceiling and making the lights flicker from the slamming force it had.

Bill gasped for a second, holding his chest after that huge cock smacked into him, and he gazed up at the huge meat that was filling up his kitchen. He saw the rim of the hat that advertised the bakery that he had ordered his cake from slip inside that cavernous cockhole, as Tris's nearly twenty foot cock took up most of the room in his kitchen now.

"What the..." Bill choked out, looking up at the huge cock that was towering over him. His tail was jutting straight out and all the fur on it was frazzled. "You're...you're gonna...?"

"I'm gonna cockvore you, yes." Tris said, "I honestly was thinking long and hard about what sort of present to get you, when I decided to get you what I know you've wanted for a long time. I've known you wanted to dive down my penis for ages, so it's time to give it to you."

"But but..." Bill said, getting back to his feet, grabbing onto Tris's thick cock to steady himself. That huge cock was wider and larger than he was, with the veins on his shaft thicker than his forearms. He felt his lips go dry just from touching it, and couldn't help but rub his fingers along that throbbing flesh.

"You can consider this a surprise party before all your friends get here." Tris said, taking a step back to go into the living room, while his throbbing dick still took up most of the room in the kitchen. Another large step back, and soon Bill was staring right down the gaping hole of the eagle's cumslit. The gaping hole yawned wide, so large that Bill could literally walk into it and not touch the sides.

His breathing picked up, the heavy musk and smell of the eagle's manhood was filling his senses.

"Tris...I...I thought we were friends!" Bill said, "You're going to kill me on my birthday?"

"It's because we're friends that I'm giving you this heads up." Tris said, "I could pick any day of the week to devour you and reduce you to nothing but fuel or jizz or muscle mass. I'm picking your birthday because I want you to enjoy it. It'll be the last big event of your life."

Bill huffed a few times. He knew Tris ate people. He ate a lot of people. And Bill always thought the eagle was teasing him when he said that he'd swallow him down too. But every so often, Tris said or did something that just made his spine quake and knees feel like jelly. Deep down, he knew Tris would eat him one day. Just one day he'd come up and just casually slide him into his beak, or into one of his nipples.... Or.... now looking at it, push him down that huge monster cock of his.

He didn't want to admit it to himself, but he did always hope it would be his cock. And now, it was right here, in front of him, gaping and yawning open wide. Ready to eat him. Ready to take him forever.

It really was the best present he could hope for. But...that part of his brain was screaming. He didn't want to die! He wanted to live, love, and not be devoured like a piece of meat!

"No...no.. I don't...!" Bill said, his voice wavering and he pushed along that huge cockhead, trying to shove it away from him. But, while his voice way saying that, his body was acting on its own. Instead of pushing Tris's cock away, his hands were rubbing along the bulbous head of his penis, and stretching the slit open wider.

"I'll make this easy, then." Tris said, and his dick pushed down slightly, before moving upward in a scooping motion.

The squirrel was suddenly caught by Tris's cock, and soon his arms were in the dark tunnel of his manhood. He gasped and tried to pull back, but the suction and pull was stronger. His arms were pinned forward, and now he looked like he was diving into Tris's cock!

"I...I don't want to die...but..." Bill gasped, "I can't...resist ...your meat!"

The squirrel was struggling, but his heart wasn't in it. He was off the ground, legs helplessly kicking away at the air before his head was sucked into the powerful penis. The musk and smell of sex was getting stronger to his senses, making his eyes water. A second strong pull dragged him deeper in the oozing cockhead, getting swallowed by the eagle's penis like it was a huge snake. His legs were still kicking helplessly as they hung out of the slit, but Tris's skilled cock was slurping them up easily. After that, just Bill's fuzzy tail was sticking free from his slit.

Bill's body wasn't even making a bulge in Tris's cockhead, the huge shaft too large for an insignificant squirrel like him to make much of an impact. Even as he wiggled and squirmed, trying to push his way back out, he only made the occasional outline in the eagle's urethra. Tris could feel him though, and he gave a few gasping moans of pleasure as the fuzzy squirrel pushed about inside his cum tunnel, feeling him fighting against the ripples and pulls to drag him in.

Bill was fighting, but he only seemed to be pushing enough to pleasure the huge male. Even as cum dripped onto his face from inside the dark tunnel, he was humping along the walls, feeling his junk slip free of his clothes, and his tongue was hanging out as he licked along the tunnel. His toes were curling and the hungry tunnel was pulling him further to his fate.

Eventually, after sliding down the slick manhood for the entire length of Tris's shaft, he reached the next level. A tight ring that was blocking his progress. Tris grabbed at the base of his shaft, feeling Bill reach his inner opening. Then, the suction was pulling harder, squeezing the squirrel through it, pushing him into Tris's midsection. After a quick turn, the opening that Bill's head slipped through opened wide and squeezed the hot, musky squirrel out of his dick.

Bill's hair was matted and soaked, and his fur was sticking in patches to his body, but he was soon dropped down, landing with a hot wet splash. The eagle's nuts bounced once with the added weight to them, but soon were still. The squirrel gasped out, cum dripping off of him after he landed face and head first into the cum chambers of the avian, and reached up and all around.

"Tris...? Tris!" Bill yelled out, his voice muffled by the fleshy, wobbling walls around him. He coughed and got back to his feet. The cum around him was up to his midsection, and the only light he could see was a faint light leeching through the eagle's feathery sac that was coming from his house lights. He soon felt something wet floating around with him, and he saw it was the rest of the clothes the cake delivery guy had to be wearing.

But there wasn't another soul in there. They were ...gone.

The squirrel frantically looked around, and then looked up. The hole that he had squeezed into in order to enter Tris's balls had closed up, meaning there was no exit. Nothing was going to get out of here. Nothing. And...that meant him too.

"Ahhh...Tris said, patting his sac and letting it slosh. Each ripple and vibration was like an earthquake in there to the squirrel, and he lost his footing and fell back down into the cum pool, leaving only his head sticking out of it.

The squirrel coughed, feeling the air in the eagle's nuts get heavier and more full of musk. He reached up to cover his mouth, but soon only felt hot liquid goo at his face. He blinked a few times and looked at his hand.

His body was already starting to lose its shape and features, as his fingers and hands were melting and digesting into more cum!

"I'm....I'm turning into Tris's seed!" Bill thought, splashing around. It was loud and gurgling around him, his fur starting to ooze off, and his appendages dipping into the seed, only to not emerge again.

He had only one chance. His left arm and hand still felt solid, and he dunked it into the cum, going for his own groin. His clothes were starting to float off of him as his body was getting less and less solid, and he soon found his own cock under the surface.

Frantically, he began jacking off hard with his remaining hand, humping up into his paw with all the strength and energy he could muster. Even as he was digesting, he could feel his meat throbbing, and then the warm release worked through his body. A few scant ropes of his own seed fired from his balls before he couldn't feel anything below his neck anymore. But it truly was the hardest orgasm he had ever felt in his life, or would ever feel again.

"Thanks...for the lovely...present..." Bill let out before his head sank below the surface of the eagle's cum flood. A few bubbles formed where his nose and mouth had been, but Bill wouldn't surface....ever again.

"Well, that's the end of that." Tris said, shaking his cock a few times, "To be honest, I couldn't think of anything to get you. So I just decided to end you, Bill. But I did do a little white lie. The trip to my nuts isn't going to be one-way."

With his huge cock still out of his pants, Tris headed upstairs to Bill's second floor, and headed into his bathroom. Once there, he lifted the seat on the squirrel's toilet and brought his cockhead towards it. His dick was way bigger than Bill's plumbing, and he couldn't even get the entire slit towards it, but this would have to do. Once his cock was in position, the eagle began to stroke his huge meat.

It took both hands, with the avian grinding and humping forward, using his thumbs to rub and squeeze his cock, going from base to tip. The veins pumped and pulsed on his shaft, throbbing hard at the rough session they were getting as Tris jacked off, needing to use his entire body to get his dick going. But, get going it did.

It took a few minutes but eventually, the eagle unloaded. He gasped, feeling his cock bulge with the contents of his nuts bulging his urethra and shooting upward at a steady pace. His dick flared and the bulge worked its way upward, until finally, his cockslit spread open and he doused Bill's toilet in sperm.

The orgasm was powerful. Each shot pumped out gallons of cream all over the bathroom. Eagle cum splattered all over, with the toilet water turning pure white from all the seed pumped into it, with even more splattering along the mirror, sink, and tub. It went for several minutes as Tris huffed and unloaded, blasting what was left of Bill into the toilet.

"Whew..." Tris huffed, his dick still hard, but his orgasm dying down. The toilet was completely overflowing with cum, and it was soaking into the bathroom rugs as it dripped down the side of the porcelain.

"Heh," Tris said, hoisting his dick up, just as a glob of cum that had Bill's glasses and the party hat he had put on him oozed out of his slit and onto the toilet. "I guess now the toilet's your birthday cake, and you're the icing on it."

The eagle was about to work his way through all the cum and flush the toilet, when the doorbell rang. He turned around and looked over his shoulder, seeing the clock in the hallway.

"Whoops, took too long melting you down, Bill." Tris said, "Party's gonna start without you. I'll just close this off."

Tris shook his cock to make sure there wasn't any more seed that was gonna drip out of his shaft, and closed the door to the bathroom. He made sure to rub a towel along the bottom frame to ensure it wouldn't leak out, and then headed into the guest room. He kept a spare pair of pants in there, just in case something like this happened at any of his friends houses, and changed into them.

They were tight, and showed off the bulge, but they did enough to cover his junk. Even though he had just emptied his balls, they were still very large.

The doorbell rang again, and Tris headed downstairs to open it. There was a small group of about three other furs that were there, some wrapped presents in their hands.

"Hey Tris." One of them said, "Got here early?"

"Yeah," The eagle said, recognizing some more of Bill's friends. Enough to know who they were, but not really enough to catch their names, "Come on in."

"Where's Bill?" One of the others asked.

"He said he was feeling kinda soupy." Tris said, "He's in the bathroom right now. Might be in there a while. But he'll come down when he's feeling more up to it."

"Okay, cool." Another fur said.

"Just go ahead and put the gifts on the table, he's already got drinks set up and cake in the fridge once everyone is here." Tris said, "So we can just mingle and wait for everyone."

The day went on. More of Bill's friends were soon on hand, and then the part was in full swing. There were voices mixing together and music being played on the downstairs speaker, while a few others were watching television on Bill's living room TV. Furs were going in and out between the downstairs rooms to the kitchen to get drinks, and then at around eight, they all decided to just break into the cake without the guest of honor.

"You know." One of Bill's friends said, "This is actually a really good party. Even without Bill here."

"Does it feel weird to you that we're celebrating his birthday without him?" Another one said.

"Eh, if he was here, he'd be making this all about him." A third replied.

"Is there something wrong with that?" Tris said, coming up after overhearing the conversation.

"Well, he is a sweet guy, but he can be kinda irksome. You just know he'd be making himself the center of attention." The first fur said.

"I bet he'd have a lampshade on his head and doing a jig in his undies."

The group had a good laugh about that, and dispersed to get more refreshments.

By the time ten rolled around, the party was starting to wind down. A few did knock on the upstairs bathroom door to check on Bill, but the only sounds they would hear was the toilet backing up. They gave their birthday wishes to the empty, cum-soaked room, and then headed out. Eventually, they had all left, having a fine birthday party, without the birthday boy.

Tris was the last one remaining in Bill's house, and put some empty and used paper cups and plates into his outside garbage can. He cleaned up as best as he could, before taking the last of Bill's cake in the box, as well as a half-eaten ice cream carton. He put the rest of the trash out to the curb so it could be picked up the next night, and then headed back upstairs to the bathroom.

Most of the cum soaked into the room had solidified and stuck to everything. The toilet was still overflowing with his cream though, with the paper hat and Bill's glasses floating in the bowl.

"Man, you should hear what some of your friends said about you." Tris said, "But, it was a great party. But it's time to call it a night."

The eagle grabbed the cum-soaked glasses out of the bowl, and looked over the rest of the gooey seed filling the toilet He'd add Bill's glasses to his trophy collection, but he didn't need the rest of him. He reached over and flushed it, sending Bill's remains down the toilet.

"Happy Birthday Bill." Tris said to the sinking vortex, as the party hat he gave him went down the drain. The toilet gurgled and struggled, the thick cum that was filling it making the water hard to flow. Tris frowned and flushed again, the plumbing struggling hard to get it all down.

It took a third flush for the bulk of Tris's orgasm of Bill to finally go down, and by the time the fourth flush was done, the water was back to being clear, with no trace of seed or cum anywhere in it.

"Note to self." Tris thought, "Save witty one liner for when the last batch of cum goes down."

With that done, the eagle turned out the light to the bathroom and left Bill's house, locking the door behind him, and leaving the empty, deserted house.