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CONTENT WARNING: Vore, Implied Digestion, Semi-Willing, Implied Perma

Dale looked on at the semi-professional set up his friend had in this tiny closet of a room. There was a real, professional looking camera pointed at him and the table along with a round circle light which was currently blinding the basement dweller. Dale was short, even for an alligator at only five-feet tall, and chubby due to his usual exercise routine of video games and dieting habits of eating when hungry. He hadn't expected Rob to ask him to star in the first episode of his new YouTube channel, he didn't think he had any particular talents or anything interesting to add.

Dale sat patiently as Owen, a black-feathered crow, looked puzzlingly at the camera's digital interface.

"So... have you guys made videos like this before?" Dale asked. The silence was beginning to gnaw at him.

"We've filmed some things. Rob's got a patreon and an onlyFans. And we've got a gaming channel." Owen frowned and fiddled with some buttons on the camera before deciding it was good enough and aiming the lens just above Dale's head. "Mind scooting closer to the middle?" Owen asked. Immediately, Dale obliged.

"That's gotta be cool! Does this stuff make a lot of money?" Dale asked.

"Eh, not much. Fun though."

Before Dale could ask more questions, Robert, a massive six-foot-five bull ducked into the room. He was a chubby guy as well as tall, though he carried the weight with a slow grace. Robert wore a light pair of blue basketball shorts and a tight black under-shirt that barely stretched over his ball of a gut. This left his thick, anaconda-like arms, and massive tree-trunk legs on perfect display in their mottled white-brown fur. Dale silently wondered if he could get a deal on that OnlyFans account. Robert walked over to the seat next to Dale. The bull was completely silent in his approach until he sat on the chair and made it creak under his weight. Usually, the bull wore a hoodie and sweatpants to their DnD sessions, like Dale was now. He had no idea the bull was secretly an Adonis.

"Thanks for comin' on such short notice, Dale. I know it's a bit shallow, but I needed someone who's species started with A for the episode. You were first that came to mind." Robert said. He had a dorky smile despite his size, and Dale, being an introverted-people pleaser, was happy to oblige.

"O-oh not at all. Happy to do a favor to the team bard, ha-ha," Dale laughed nervously. "I realize, umm, I don't know what we're actually doing."

Robert just chuckled to himself and gave Dale a heavy pat on the back. "Don't worry, it's a challenge of sorts. You'll get the hang of it really quick."

"A-as long as nothing scary pops out or I have to eat anything spicy. I've got a sensitive digestion." Dale said with a nervous smile. "The scariest thing you need to worry about is Rob," Owen cut in, "And don't worry, he'll be the only one eating things in this episode. Are you both ready?"

Dale gave a meek "sure" and Rob gave a heavy thumbs up. Owen counted down silently, throwing up three, two, then one fingers right as the red recording light went on.

"Hey patrons! HungrBullyX here with a new channel and a new challenge! Today I'm joined by my friend and fellow DnD enthusiast, Dale! Say hi, buddy!" Robert's voice boomed. It nearly startled the alligator out of his seat. The nerd lifted a hand and gave a wave at the camera. "This challenge is going to be a long-running one. I'm going to try and eat one of every species out there! Being it's the first episode, I figured it would be best to start with an A-species, though I don't expect we'll be following the alphabet for long. Some of them are harder to find around here than others, am I right?" Dale chuckled nervously along with the bull's booming guffaw. Eaten? Dale definitely hadn't signed up for that. Being a pred-species usually kept him off people's menus even if he didn't actively hunt himself. The alligator didn't want to disappoint his friends, though, and surely this was a swallow-spit-up sort of situation. He was going to have to suck it up and talk to Rob off camera about not springing this on him in the future.

"Now, remember, patrons! Like, comment, and subscribe if you want to see more of this content. I need that ad-revenue to go on the road and find more tasty treats! Without further ado, let's get this alligator acquainted with my abs!" Owen smiled behind the camera, he was proud of that alliteration, even if Rob didn't have many visible abs at this point.

The bull grabbed Dale by the scruff of his hoodie and lifted him easily off the chair. Dale squeaked in surprise, legs dangling as he was held aloft. Rob even stood to make his distance from the ground even more pronounced. He didn't think he'd need to mention his fear of heights for this video.

"Now, normally I would strip a prey down so none of their clothes get caught up in anything deeper in me," Rob explained, "Since this is YouTube though, we've got to keep it family friendly. So just the shoes, pants, and hoodie will be coming off. I hope you're not going commando, Dale." Rob winked. Dale nearly turned from green to red as realized he was about to be mostly stripped on camera, and at the handsome smile the bull was giving him.

"Uh, n-nope! Got regular boxers on today." Dale stuttered nervously.

"Good!"

Rob easily plucked his shoes off then thumbed his waistband and tugged the jogging-pants off in one swift motion. Cool air immediately brushed over Dale's legs and he instinctually tucked his tail in around them. Despite wearing boxers, his growing erection to being exposed on camera was about to be very prominent. He wasn't sure if Rob noticed or not, but the bull turned him around and lifted the gator so his feet dangled just above his nose.

"Got anything to say before your Bully chow?" Rob asked. Dale turned over his shoulder and nervously smiled at the camera. "Uhh, not much. Just, um, Past the lips and over the gums, watch out tummy, here I come?" It was a cheesy line, but it made the host hoot.

"That's the spirit! Take a deep breath!"

Robert lowered his friend into his maw with practiced ease. Those scaled feet rubbing against his tongue, toes pressing into the textured, slimy flesh. It darted about between the toes and tasted his friend's digits before they sunk into that esophagus. There was a tight clamping around Dale's ankles as the throat constricted at first, then a swallow temporarily opened the passage so he could sink through and his calves were squeezed next.

A series of swallows quickly dragged Dale down into that hungering maw. From the view of the camera, it looked like a smooth slide down that gullet and into the stomach. But Dale could feel every pause as the throat encountered his widening hips, every stuttering swallow, and every adjustment that tongue made to help drag him down. He could tell that Rob wasn't enjoying his flavor. The bull was having a hard time keeping up his hungry facade as he tasted Dale's sweat and accumulated musk from the past day or so. The scales weren't helping, with their dull, uneven texture that drained his saliva. Still, being a practiced pred, he kept on chugging. Inch by inch, Dale slid into his gullet.

When that pudgy belly hit the Bull's lips, Rob leaned his head back all of the way and quickly tugged at the alligator's hoodie. Dale went "Woah!" in surprise as his top was completely removed from his scaled chest and shoulders. His embarrassment to the camera was soon over as a series of rolling gulps pulled him out of view and into the bull's jaws.

With those lips sealed around Dale's face, Owen aimed the camera and zoomed in to catch the last, loud swallow and his bulge flowing down Rob's throat. The bulge slid all of the way down, disappearing briefly behind the chest, and then bulging out that bull's belly with a heavy bounce. Rob's fist smacked against his chest to recover from that swallow before he let out a mighty, camera shaking belch.

"BHUOOOOOOOORRAAAAAAHPH!"

Owen was so stunned and enamored by the eruption and almost forgot to zoom out the camera.

"Yummy! Delicious!" Rob lied. He brought a hand up and made exaggerated patting motions over his stomach. "I have to say, I've not had anything that tasted quite like Dale before! I don't think I'll have anything that tasted like him since! If you have an alligator in mind who'd make a good meal, I recommend it! Now, remember to like, comment, and subscribe to watch me eat more tasty folks. And for those of you who want to watch the full experience, subscribe to my OnlyFans or Patreon to get the uncut video of me digesting this gator!"

As he said that, Rob's belly suddenly kicked and squirmed with a mighty ferocity. Shouts could be heard from within that thick paunch, but the mic couldn't pick it up.

"Whoo! Someone's got their bravery back! Anyway, see all you snacks on the next one! HungrBully, signing out!"

Owen counted down from three again, then hit the button to stop recording. Once Rob got the okay from his corvid cameraman he grimaced.

"Gods, he tasted awful. Remind me to make the next prey shower first." Rob said to Owen. Owen smirked.

"I'll make them use that fruity body wash you love. Bet they'll go down smooth after that."

Rob grinned and gave his bro finger-guns. "Perfect idea. I'm going to grab a glass of water and a mint while you swap out the memory cards. My content isn't going to be enjoyable with his after taste in my mouth." Rob's stomach kicked up another fuss and said something only the bull could hear. "Yeah, yeah, stop your complaining! You didn't have to taste yourself, and I could feel your boner going down. I'm not judging! You did get the ass-end of this deal, do what you want in there. No, no I'm not letting you out. You heard me, I have a patreon and stuff to record."

With another, stifled belch, Rob lumbered out of the room. Owen popped the memory card slot open to reveal it was empty. Shit! He thought. The camera itself only had a few minutes of on-board memory.

They were going to have to find a new guest and record that again.