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A Vorry Merry Christmas Party

Chapter Three: Creatures of Habit

Despite reminding himself that staring was impolite, Retna couldn't help sneaking frequent glances at the green Raichu that was now comfortably napping on the recliner. He wanted to rub Freaky's belly, but felt it would be rude to wake him up to ask. The small spotted hyena did his best to distract himself from it, though it was proving to be largely unsuccessful.

To make matters worse, the Raichu's shameless display had effectively steered the topic of conversation to vore ever since he entered the room. Landon and Eidolon were the only ones who seemed to maintain their focus, though even they were prone to glances in the Raichu's direction between turns.

Only one guest maintained their immunity to the Raichu's display of gluttony. A grey and white cat was curled up in the corner behind the Christmas tree, a number of fallen ornaments littering the floor around himself. He was snoozing peacefully after the earlier snowball fight, his fluffy tail draped over himself like a common housecat. The tip of his tail flicked now and then, accompanied by a soft growl as the small feline dreamed.

"So! We never decided on a game," Retna said loudly as he stood up to retrieve another mug of hot cider.

The hyena's announcement snapped Snack from his nap, groggily lifting his head. A heavy yawn escaped his muzzle as he stretched out, arching his back in the process. He sprawled out on his belly, ears perking as he listened to the guests discussing game ideas. Snack remained where he was for now, letting out another tired yawn.

Sitting down in front of the fire, Retna cradled the steaming mug between his hands. He glanced to his left and right, resting his eyes briefly on Frosty and Surge. The cheetah had been enjoying the punch a little too much, and it was beginning to show. Encouraged by the Raichu's display, Frosty was less-than-subtly fondling his mate. Surge was doing his best to discourage the cheetah's "friendliness" in front of the guests, but the spotted cat wasn't giving up easily.

Retna chuckled softly and shook his head, feeling a bit jealous. If the fox weren't so possessively holding his mate, Retna would likely have offered to sneak the cheetah off for a bit of fun. He distracted himself from the amorous cheetah to glance at Freaky, perking his ears at a muffled gurgle from the Raichu's direction. The hyena's own stomach growled quietly in response, reminding Retna that he'd only had snacks and cider all evening.

"Hey Frosty, I'm gonna grab a snack in the kitchen," the hyena announced as he stood.

The cheetah peered up at his friend and nodded. "Sure, Retna. Help yourself. Just don't empty the fridge."

As Retna stood, Snack perked up behind the Christmas tree. The orange scarf that hung loosely around the hyena's neck bounced gently, catching the feline's attention. Snack's tail flicked slowly as he watched Retna stroll toward the kitchen, the end of the hyena's scarf bobbing as he walked. The grey feline crept out from behind the Christmas tree, going unnoticed by most of the guests. He stalked Retna quietly as he moved to the entryway of the kitchen and peered around the corner of a cabinet.

Snack's eyes focused intently on the tasseled edge of Retna's scarf as the hyena moved about the kitchen. The tip of his tail flicked slowly back and forth as he crouched lower, waiting until Retna's back was turned to creep forward once more. The hyena hummed softly along to the Christmas music that was playing in the living room, swaying lightly. The motion caused the scarf to wave tantalizingly at Snack, beckoning the small feline closer.

When he reached the kitchen table, Snack slipped beneath it and waited. Retna was just out of reach. The cat waited patiently, looking for the perfect opportunity to strike his prey. Each time Retna moved to reach for something the scarf waved, making Snack lightly roll forward as if to pounce, only to sink back again.

The hyena was oblivious to the small feline's presence, busily making himself a sandwich. He hummed softly as he laid meat and cheese out on some bread, then turned to reach for the fridge. As he did, his scarf waved through the air. The swoop seemed to happen in slow motion to the grey cat, watching the orange tassels. Giving in to temptation, Snack lunged out from beneath the table and leapt at the hyena's accessory.

Retna, who had been humming along to the music, let out a startled "Hrk!" when his scarf was unexpectedly tugged backwards, tightening the loop around his neck. The hyena's arms flailed as he fell backwards, pulled off balance by the attacking feline. Snack growled as he pulled at the end of Retna's scarf, having caught it between his jaws. The cat's head snapped and twisted, pulling at the end of the scarf as if he were delivering a killing blow to small prey.

The hyena scrambled to loosen his scarf, concerned more about allowing himself to breathe than who was attacking him. After fumbling with the other end, he eventually managed to loosen it from his neck. The scarf slipped free, sending snack sliding backwards several inches when he pulled sharply. Purring triumphantly, he chewed and tugged at the end of the scarf, ruffling the thin tassels in the process.

Turning around once he caught his breath, Retna's eyes went wide. "Hey! Give that back!" he blurted.

Startled by the shout, Snack leapt up and began running across the floor on all-fours, orange scarf in tow. The end was still hanging from his jaws, the rest of the scarf trailing behind him as he bolted out of the kitchen. Retna wasn't far behind, chasing the cat and reaching down in an attempt to snatch the other end of his cherished possession.

All eyes were focused on the disturbance as Snack dove under the Christmas tree, nearly knocking it over in the process and rattling several ornaments loose. He mrowled and backed into the corner when Retna reached in after him, possessively clutching his catch. Retna wasn't about to give up, however. He pushed the tree aside and lunged for the grey feline behind it. His fingers grazed the cat's scruff as Snack rocketed away from the corner, dashing for the hallway.

"Drop that scarf!" Retna shouted, chasing after him.

As the pair disappeared down the hallway, Landon chuckled and glanced at the other guests. "Think we should help?"

Frosty waved a paw dismissively. "Nah, I'm sure Retna can take care of it."

A startled feline shriek rose from the hallway, followed by a dull thud. A triumphant "Aha!" came from the corridor a moment later.

Frosty grinned, gesturing in the direction of the disturbance. "See?"

Snack mewled softly and rubbed his head, awkwardly lying on top of a disheveled area rug. He'd attempted to stop abruptly and dive into an open bedroom at the end of the hall, but the rug didn't stick to the floor as well as he would have hoped. Retna stood over him triumphantly, inspecting his favorite scarf for damage. Satisfied that it was still perfectly intact, save a bit of cat drool, he draped it around his neck where it belonged.

"Naughty cat," Retna huffed. "You should think twice about attacking a hyena and trying to steal his scarf."

The grey and white cat whined as his head throbbed from the impact with the wall. "I-I can't help it. Being a kitty sometimes gets the better of meow."

"Well, you should learn your place," the hyena warned. "You might get into trouble."

"I'm sorry, mew," the feline replied, his bushy tail slowly flicking as he rubbed his head again.

"I don't think a simple 'sorry' will cut it, kitty," Retna stated. "That's my favorite scarf you were trying to snatch." He reached down to pick Snack up from the floor, making the cat squirm lightly in his arms.

"What do you mean?"

"You're gonna have to do something to make it up to me," the hyena replied with an impish grin. He pondered thoughtfully as he nuzzled between Snack's ears. "I could just eat you, though. You did interrupt me making food, after all."

The cat squirmed nervously at the hyena's suggestion, though a shiver of guilty pleasure ran up his back at the thought. "N-no, mew doesn't want to be hyena food."

"Well, you'll have to think of something else quick, kitty," Retna giggled. He hugged the taller cat against his belly, which gurgled threateningly at Snack.

"Mew...I could...I could rub your feet?" Snack asked hopefully, trying to distract the hyena from the mention of food.

Retna pondered the offer with a chuckle. "Well, it's a start, but you're gonna have to do better than that to avoid becoming hyena chow." He leaned down and lightly nibbled one of Snack's ears, making the cat nearly collapse in his arms. The cat's ears were one of Snack's weak spots.

"I'll do whatever you want," Snack offered hopefully. "Anything."

"Anything at all, kitty? Well, I'm sure I could come up with something if you're letting me make the decision." Retna grinned as he rubbed up against Snack suggestively. His paws trailed down to the cat's rump, giving it a firm squeeze that made the feline blush heavily. The grey and white cat mewled in surprise when Retna lifted him of the floor with ease. Hugging Snack possessively against his body, Retna ducked into the closest bedroom and pushed the door shut with a foot.

Snack bounced lightly when he was dropped onto the bed, followed immediately by the pudgy hyena. Retna straddled the feline on all-fours, grinning down at him. His short tail wagged lightly as he bent down to lick Snack's nose. The cat's white muzzle scrunched at this, a subtle blush creeping over his cheeks.

"Since you're giving me free reign, I want a warm kitty muzzle buried in my lap," Retna said with a playful smirk. "You gotta get me warmed up first, though."

Snack's blush darkened noticeably at the hyena's request. His cheeks and ears burned as Retna's hips rubbed suggestively against the cat's thigh. He didn't make a move at first, feeling rather flustered about the hyena's desire. Seeing the cat's hesitance, Retna licked over Snack's muzzle again.

"You said you'd do anything for me, Snack. If not, I certainly wouldn't mind swallowing up a little grey cat." His tongue swept teasingly over Snack's muzzle after he said this, making the cat squirm. Snack whined quietly and pawed at Retna's chest, trying not to give away the fact that he secretly enjoyed the idea.

"Meow...I'll do it, Retna," Snack eventually replied.

"Good choice," the hyena replied. He crawled away from Snack, then rolled onto his back beside him. Retna casually tucked his arms behind his head and sprawled out, grinning to his feline partner. There was a moment of hesitance, but the feline eventually sat up. His bushy tail flicked slowly back and forth as he gazed over the spotted hyena.

Looking somewhat nervous, Snack twisted himself around and slid over until he was straddling Retna's thighs. He sat down and leaned forward, rubbing his paws lightly over the hyena's stomach. It growled hungrily at him, making the cat's blush deepen again. Retna cooed softly as the cat's fingers kneaded his belly, Snack's paws moving slowly back and forth.

"Your aim is a little high," Retna purred, grinning down at Snack. He rolled his hips suggestively, hoping the cat would follow his hint.

Snack mewled quietly, but nodded at his request. His paws ventured lower, lightly pressing over Retna's soft hips. He lightly caressed over the curve of Retna's hips before a paw ventured to the hyena's lap. He could feel Retna's package because the tan shorts, rather perky but not erect. He lightly traced his paws over it, feeling the warmth radiating from Retna's lap. The soft touch made Retna groan, pushing his hips against the feline paw to encourage the small cat.

Feeling a bit bolder now that the ice had been broken, Snack groped at the bulge in Retna's pants. His fingers cupped the hyena's crotch, pressing the fabric of Retna's shorts against his member. Snack could feel it firming steadily as he rubbed, working his paw slowly back and forth over it. It wasn't long before Retna was fully erect, the hyena's generous package straining to be freed from his shorts. Snack curled his fingers around Retna's girth, pinning the fabric against it as he stroked toward the base.

A heavy, pleased sigh escaped Retna's lips as the cat stroked him through his shorts. As badly as he wanted to feel the cat's lips wrapped around his member, he enjoyed the heavy petting Snack was offering. Retna growled softly, a wet spot beginning to form on the fabric of his pants. Each downward stroke of the cat's paw was met with gentle thrust, showing his approval of Snack's warm-up.

Snack's caressing became a bit more firm, causing Retna to groan under his breath. The hyena was having a difficult time holding back now. His body trembled lightly as the feline diligently continued to stroke him, testing his patience. Retna knew he wouldn't be able to hold back forever if the cat continued to tease him. He bit his lip and growled again when Snack pinned his pants against his erection, his member throbbing firmly in response.

Feeling another paw at his lap, Retna peeked an eye open and gazed down at Snack. The grey and white feline lightly fumbled with Retna's button, having a little trouble managing the task one-handed. His other paw continued to stroke the hyena's pulsing erection, not wanting to leave it unattended. After several seconds of toying he managed to undo Retna's button. His fingers clasped the metal zipper next and tugged down, reluctantly moving his paw away from the hyena's erection.

A relieved sigh left Retna's lips as his erection was finally freed. The black member rested against his belly, pulsing in time with his heart. At Retna's size, the ten inch ebony shaft was a hefty package. It was fitting of someone almost twice his height. Snack's cheeks glowed intensely at the sight, hesitantly reaching up to brush his fingertips over the pulsing flesh. He was careful to keep his claws away from it, knowing the result would not be appreciated. As he traced lightly over the standing veins, he felt grateful that the hyena hadn't asked him to sit on it.

An approving groan escaped Retna when Snack's fingers curled around his shaft. The grey feline began to slowly stroke back and forth as he sprawled out, stretching himself over Retna's legs. He rested his cheek on a free arm, watching his paw glide smoothly over the glistening flesh. Each slow stroke was met with a gentle upward thrust from the hyena's hips.

After several passes over the pulsing shaft, Snack decided it was time to fulfill the hyena's wish. Inching his body forward, he lifted his torso away from Retna's thighs and propped himself up on an elbow. He continued to softly stroke the thick shaft, watching clear pre well up at the tip and drip down over the glistening head. Snack gulped hesitantly, wavering for a moment at the daunting challenge. His ears perked when a paw gently rested at the back of his head, tipping up to meet Retna's gaze.

"Go on, kitty. I expect you to make all of it disappear," the hyena said with a smirk.

A flustered mewl was Snack's only reply. The hyena's paw gently nudged his head down to encourage him to continue. Snack hesitantly complied, lowering his head until the glistening black tip was almost touching his nose. The reddish-pink feline tongue poked out to greet it, making Retna shiver excitedly and groan. A similar noise rose from the cat as his rough tongue circled over the head, flicking away salty precum that had gathered.

The feline tongue circled the shaft once more before it dipped down, moving slowly over the underside of Retna's ebony flesh. He paused at the base, then pressed his tongue flat against the warm black member. He slowly worked his way back to the tip, cooing quietly to Retna as he tasted the natural musk from Retna's state of arousal. Snack purred softly and pressed his lips to the very tip of Retna's erection.

Gently nudging the back of Snack's head, Retna encouraged the cat to ease down. The hyena growled softly as Snack heeded him, accepting the entire head. The cat's lips nursed softly at the tip as his warm tongue circled over it, sweeping away a thick glob of pre. He gave a muffled mewl as he lowered his head, welcoming a few inches of the pulsing black shaft into his muzzle. His tongue slid along the underside, protecting Retna's shaft from pearly white teeth.

Snack eased his way back to the tip, suckling lightly as he went. His tongue circled the tip again before dipped back down, moving a little farther down the hyena's length. The shaft throbbed at the cat's attention, releasing a spurt of warm pre onto the back of Snack's tongue. Snack swallowed softly to whisk it away, along with excess drool that was gathering. Retna gently ground forward when he felt the cat's cheeks muzzle around his shaft, bumping himself against the back of Snack's throat.

The soft poke made the cat swallow reflexively. A sharp grunt escaped Retna's lips when the sensitive tip was squeezed in. His paw firmly tugged snack down, the kneading motion of the cat's throat guiding his shaft in.

"Oooh, that's it kitty," Retna growled hotly. "Swallow it all."

Snack's cheeks glowed with an intense blush when he realized his muzzle was nestled against the hyena's crotch. A soft swallow tugged Retna's shaft in his throat, but he had nowhere to go. His nose was pressed against musky fur, invading the small feline's senses with arousal. Snack gulped again, grinding his nose against the soft fur. When Retna's hips ground toward him, however, Snack had to back up abruptly. He narrowly avoided gagging, catching his breath to calm his nerves.

A soft chuckled accompanied a warm smile as Retna fondly kneaded Snack's scruff. He lightly ground his hips back and forth, working his needy shaft over the cat's pleasant tongue. He resisted the urge to stuff himself into Snack's throat again, despite how good it had felt. Retna's tail thumped lightly against the bed as the cat's tongue pressed his shaft against the roof of Snack's mouth, grinding the tip against the ridged palate.

The cat was content to focus on what he could comfortably fit in his muzzle for now. He suckled happily on the ebony shaft, slowly bobbing over it to match Retna's gentle hip-thrusts. His free paw snuck between the hyena's thighs as he slurped, cupping Retna's warm balls. He fondled them gently as his muzzle dipped down, letting the tip poke the back of his throat once again. This time, however, Snack resisted the urge to swallow the thick length.

Retna groaned approvingly when the feline moved a little faster over his member. His paw squeezed dominantly at the cat's scruff, lightly guiding Snack's bobbing to encourage him. Despite almost half of his shaft being left unattended, Retna was enjoying himself immensely. A near-steady stream of pre leaked from his tip, coating the cat's tongue in slick juices. Snack swallowed periodically to clear his muzzle of it, teasing the tip of Retna's shaft in the process.

Giving it another try, Snack lightly swallowed as his muzzle dipped forward. His throat welcomed an inch or so of Retna's shaft, tugging softly at it. Snack paused a moment before he eased back, acclimating himself to the hyena's thick girth. He brushed his tongue over it before he coaxed it into his throat again, squeezing in a bit more this time. He found it to be easier each time he sank down, cooing quietly around his mouthful.

The hyena's toes curled as Snack worked his muzzle over the throbbing ebony shaft. Retna could feel himself building up quickly. The pleasure of the cat's throat kneading and squeezing his member was irresistible. It was difficult to resist the urge to simply stuff himself into the cat's muzzle and hump wildly to climax.

Snack sensed the hyena's growing tension. He knew Retna wasn't far from his peak. Closing his eyes, Snack tried to relax as best possible. Determined to finish his task, Snack's ears pinned back as he swallowed firmly. His muzzle slid down the hyena's length in a smooth motion, stopping only when his lips kissed the rim of Retna's retracted sheath. He fought back the urge to gag, gulping softly before he eased his muzzle up again.

"Rrrrh, a-almost there, kitty," Retna growled, grinding his hips toward Snack when the cat's muzzle engulfed his throbbing length again. His body twitched as the cat's throat squeezed possessively over his member.

Snack began to bob rhythmically back and forth, having an easier time managing the hyena's shaft in his throat. Wet slurps accompanied his motions, lewdly sucking Retna's ebony member. He fondled the hyena's balls as they pulled taut, knowing that Retna was right on the edge. Snack sucked firmly on Retna's erection, making the hyena moan sharply and tense up.

The hyena's grip on the cat's scruff tightened as his shaft throbbed firmly in Snack's throat. Retna prevented Snack from pulling his head back, keeping himself firmly lodged in place. His hips ground against Snack's muzzle as he erupted, each burst of his spunk accompanied by a distinct throb. Snack whimpered softly, summoning all of his will to prevent himself from gagging as he was held down. His throat squeezed and pulled at the hyena's member each time he swallowed, feeling that hot seed spilling down his throat.

Retna panted, hips jerking erratically as he rode out the waves of pleasure. His tail thumped heavily against the bed as he emptied his warm load, maintaining a firm hold on Snack's head. The grip didn't relent until Retna's flow began to ebb, the hyena's grinding motions ceasing. Retna let out a heavy, satisfied sigh and relaxed, lifting his arm and tucking beneath his head again.

Snack didn't lift his head right away, suckling softly and swallowing at the hyena's girth. He wasn't aware that the hyena was no longer holding him down. The feline purred quietly as he milked out the remainder of Retna's warm seed, his tongue pushing and licking at the base of the hyena's shaft. He nursed at the thick length until he was certain Retna had nothing more to offer. Snack expected to meet resistance when he lifted his head, but was surprised to find the hyena's paw absent. His ears perked as he gave Retna a quizzical expression, allowing the hyena's spent length to slip free.

"H-how long were you holding me down?" he asked softly.

"Oh, only about half the time that you were down there swallowing my load," Retna grinned.

Snack's cheeks burned at the response. He wiggled down a few inches and rested his cheek on the hyena's thigh, gazing up at the semi-erect ebony member that flopped lazily against Retna's belly. He idly traced his fingers over it, making Retna gasp sharply. The hyena shot him a warning glare, trembling beneath the grey feline.

"None of that, kitty. It's not nice to tease a spent hyena like that," Retna chuckled.

Snack giggled, but lowered his paw. He rested it on Retna's hip instead, softly kneading over the pudgy curve. "Was I good?" he asked hopefully.

The hyena's grin widened at this. "Oh, definitely," he replied with a nod.

Snack breathed a sigh of relief. "Does that mean I'm off the hook?"

A soft growl rose from the hyena's belly. Snack's ears perked and his head lifted away from Retna's thigh. He wasn't sure if he'd actually heard it or not. Perhaps his mind was simply playing tricks on him.

Retna chuckled and reached down, resting a paw between Snack's shoulder blades. "Well, I forgive you for assaulting my scarf, but I don't think you're quite off the hook, kitty."

Snack whined softly and sat up, his tail flicking anxiously. "But I did what you asked. You can't go back on your word."

The hyena smirked and sat up as well, moving toward Snack. "Oh, my belly disagrees. Besides, I didn't promise that I wouldn't eat you if you did what I ask." The hyena's arms looped around Snack's waist and pulled him close, preventing the cat from wiggling away. "I'll tell you what, though. I'll make you a deal, Snack. If you behave like a good kitty for me, I won't turn you into hyena fat."

Snack whined softly and squirmed in Retna's grip. "What do you mean?"

Retna leaned closer and lightly nuzzled Snack between the ears. "No fighting or struggling. You keep still like a good Snack while you slide into my belly. If you do, I'll let you out unharmed." Retna tipped his muzzle toward the cat's ear and whispered quietly into it. "I promise."

The hyena's words made Snack shiver, though not out of fear. He squirmed nervously against Retna, his tail swishing back and forth over the bed. Snack felt conflicted, weighing the appeal of offering himself willingly against the danger of the hyena breaking his promise. As dominant as Retna had been, though, the hyena hadn't done anything overtly malicious to him.

Snack's internal process was interrupted when a warm muzzle slipped over his ear. He nearly went limp against Retna, whining sweetly as the hyena's teeth gently raked over his sensitive ear. The response made Retna grin, nibbling at the base of Snack's ear while his tongue teased the tip. He gently pushed the grey cat to the bed, meeting surprisingly little resistance.

Retna released snacks ear and cooed softly into it. "What'll it be, kitty? Disappear into the hyena like a good, cooperative meal, or struggle while I squeeze you down?"

Snack gave in and let down his defenses. "I'll...be a good kitty, Retna."

Growling quietly, Retna nodded approvingly as he licked slowly along the rim of Snack's ear. "That's what I like to hear. Just lay back and enjoy yourself, hun. I promise I'll take good care of you."

The grey feline nodded softly, the tips of his ears tinted red. He stretched out comfortably on the bed, still somewhat unsure of his decision. In his mind, though, it was too late to back down. Retna had made a promise that he agreed to.

Retna sat up to admire his soon-to-be meal, licking his lips. He had conveniently omitted how he was going to ingest the feline. He hadn't fully made up his mind yet, debating which route the cat would be taking to get to his belly. Retna was a multi-talented hyena, able to ingest meals in a variety of ways. Some were more enjoyed than others, but all resulted in a bloated, happy hyena.

Wiggling his way down the bed, Retna decided tease the cat a little before he sent him on his way. His paws stroked slowly down Snack's thighs as he slid back, raking his claws over the cat's pants. He continued downward until he reached Snack's ankles. He softly kneaded the fuzzy, exposed fur before he slipped his fingers to Snack's bare feet. The cat twitched as Retna's digits brushed softly over the tops of his feet, biting his lip. When Retna's paws continued to his pads, however, Snack jerked sharply and giggled.

Grinning at the cat's reaction, Retna grinned. "Ticklish, kitty?"

Snack nodded bashfully. "Y-yes. I have very sensitive paws."

Retna stretched himself out and laid down on his belly, grabbing the cat's ankles. "Well, I hope that's not too much of an issue. I wouldn't want to get kicked when I'm trying to enjoy my dinner." He pulled Snack toward himself, licking the cat's white toes when he was close enough. Snack giggled loudly and tried to pull away, but the hyena's firm grip prevented him.

"N-no, don't do that," Snack protested. He was blushing furiously as the hyena's dark tongue dipped down to his heel. Retna slowly slurped upward, dragging his tongue over the pink pads. A fit of giggling erupted from the cat as he licked, repeating the slow process several times. The spotted hyena kept Snack's ankles pinned together, ensuring that the kitty wasn't able to escape his treatment. He circled his tongue over each of the pads in turn, giving one foot attention before he moved to the other.

Snack was experiencing an unusual mix of pleasure and torment. He loved letting people play with his paws, but being tickled like this was almost too much for the poor cat. Despite his attempts to pull away, however, Retna wasn't going to let go easily. In a last-ditch, Snack propped his torso up and twisted to one side. The tickling relented for a moment when Retna released his ankles, only to snatch them again once Snack was on his stomach.

The grey cat realized his mistake immediately. While he'd had a little leverage to pull away of Retna previously, he was now completely helpless. The hyena pinned his feet to the bed and continued to lick at them, ensuring that every inch of the feline's feet were tended to. The tip of his tongue flicked over the cat's curled toes, occasionally tucking one between his lips to suckle softly on it.

When Retna's belly growled demandingly, the hyena reluctantly relented. He gave the largest pads a kiss, still holding the cat's ankles together. "I think that's enough teasing. It's time for dinner."

Snack fully expected to feel the hyena's warm maw sliding over his feet after Retna said this. Instead though, the hyena released the cat's ankles and sat up. The cat gave a confused mewl at this and peered back. The hyena was fishing something out of his shorts; it appeared to be a small glass vial of some sort. There was a label on it, but Snack couldn't make it out from his position.

Catching the cat's gaze, Retna grinned. He swirled the contents lightly to ensure it was mixed, the tipped the entire thing into his mouth. The sweetly spiced mixture rolled over Retna's tongue before he swallowed, a warming sensation spreading through his body almost immediately. He licked his lips, pleasantly surprised that the concoction tasted exactly like the real thing.

"What was that?" Snack asked quietly. His tail slowly flicked back and forth as he peered over his shoulder at Retna.

"Oh, just a little holiday surprise that someone asked me to try out." Retna chuckled as he moved forward over the small cat. He bent down, nibbling softly over Snack's ear again. As he did, the scent of gingerbread filled the cat's nose. Snack sniffed lightly when he detected it, wondering where the scent was coming from. It was growing steadily stronger as Retna licked and suckled at his ear. For a moment he thought someone in the house was baking gingerbread, but eventually Snack realized that the scent was actually coming from Retna.

Snack wiggled lightly when he felt the hyena's arms loop around his waist and embrace him firmly. The hyena's body was surprisingly soft, feeling like an oversized plush animal made of living flesh. The cat's nose flared as he sniffed at the air, the scent of gingerbread growing stronger as Retna's body pressed up against him.

Peering down at his arms, Retna grinned as his fur began to darken. His entire body was taking on a much darker hue, normally a medium brown color but now appearing more like molasses. His spots had disappeared, Retna's entire body a uniform color. As Retna hugged Snack against himself, his body began to grow sticky. The grey cat didn't notice the subtle change, nor did he notice the fact that Retna's belly was beginning to softly spread over his back.

The hyena's paws kneaded rather possessively over the feline's chest as he held him, his body taking on an unusually soft consistency. Snack didn't seem to notice for now, enjoying the pleasant warmth of the hyena's body radiating against his own. He lightly sniffed at one of Retna's arms, purring quietly at the familiar, rich aroma.

"Mmh, you smell nice," Snack purred to him.

Retna smirked. "Well, it's about to get a lot stronger." As he spoke, his arms tightened around Snack's body. A soft squelch rose from the hyena's doughy form as he pulled Snack's body into his own. His belly spread over Snack's rump and back like soft putty, gradually flowing around the feline to encompass him. Snack didn't seem to notice until most of his waist had been absorbed into Retna's midsection.

"H-hey, what are you doing?" he asked nervously.

Retna grinned, slurping lightly over Snack's ear. "Tucking you away like a good meal," Retna cooed to him. "They don't call me a cookie dough hyena for nothing."

Snack looked perplexed at what the hyena was doing, but he allowed him to continue. He tried to wiggle his hips, but found it to be nearly impossible. The hold of the hyena's doughy body around his own frame was surprisingly strong. Retna worked his paws over the cat's body, tugging and adjusting to help him into the doughy surroundings.

With a firm push and a wet slurp, the cat's entire torso disappeared into Retna's soft body. Snack's legs squirmed against the bed, protruding from the hyena's midsection. Retna crooned happily as the gingerbread dough that made up his body squeezed and kneaded over the small cat. It clung wetly to Snack's body, leaving the cat's fur matted and sticky. The insides were much warmer than Snack would have expected, feeling as if he were being tucked into a warm sauna.

Retna's paws rubbed over the cat's hips, then gave them a tug that stuffed them in with the rest of Snack's torso. The hyena's body squeezed and pushed at Snack, forcing snack to curl up to minimize his frame. Retna licked his lips as he pulled and flexed, squishing noisily around his "meal" as Snack's legs were steadily pulled into his belly. The hyena's midsection swelled steadily as the feline filled it out, the soft dough expanding effortlessly to accommodate the cat.

Rolling onto his back, Retna giggled softly at the sight of the cat's feet squirming futilely outside of his swollen gut. He lightly curled his fingers around the Snack's paws, resisting the urge to tickle the defenseless cat. Retna softly kneaded back and forth over the cat's feet, wanting to savor the moment before he finished his meal.

Inside, Snack was finding the hyena's body surprisingly accommodating. An empty pouch was forming around the grey cat, encompassing him gently while allowing him to breathe comfortably. A soft mewl escaped his lips when a firm clench forced him into a fetal position, his feet joining him in the darkness a moment later.

A heavy sigh escaped the hyena's lips once the deed was done. His bloated stomach was nearly as big as he was. His paws caressed over the sticky surface, lightly kneading the vague outline of the cat's body within. His belly gurgled and squelched lightly around the cat when he wiggled, squeezing in on him from all sides.

Snack lightly pushed at the walls surrounding him, surprised to find that they were steadily becoming rather fleshy. Retna's body was returning to normal, though the hyena's skin tone remained a dark gingerbread hue. The hyena continued to lightly caress and knead his belly as it returned to its usual fuzziness. The outline of the cat inside became more distinct, having been masked by the cookie-dough consistency.

The cat mewled softly when he realized what was happening. "Retna...you're gonna keep your promise, right?"

The hyena grinned softly and looped his arms over his belly. He gave the cat a firm hug, making the feline grunt muffledly. "If you're a good cat, of course I will. You just relax in there and enjoy your stay, kitty."

Snack breathed a relieved sigh, settling down a bit. He only had a moment to relax, though. He heard Retna mumble about returning to the party, and felt himself being lifted seconds later. The feline mewled as his orientation shifted, slipping wetly inside the hyena's gut. Snack ended up on his back, knees pressed snug against his chest. His body bounced softly as Retna took a few cautious steps, adjusting to the added weight of the cat in his belly.

Satisfied that he wouldn't topple over, Retna fastened his pants with a little difficulty. It took a few attempts, but he eventually succeeded. Lifting an arm to his nose, Retna sniffed himself and grinned. He still smelled heavily of gingerbread. His body had returned to its natural fleshy state, but the gingerbread scent lingered along with the dark coloration of his fur.

Making his way out of the bedroom, Retna balanced himself against the wall when Snack wiggled. He gently caressed the cat, resting a paw on his belly as he resumed walking. He returned to the living room and cautiously seated himself on the sofa, letting his belly spill out over his thighs as he settled in. Frosty was cuddled up to Surge still, seated completely in the fox's lap now. He blinked at the sight of the hyena's gut, staring at it much as the other guests at the fireplace were doing.

"You said you were getting a snack, Retna. Did you help yourself to the whole fridge?"

Retna smirked impishly at Frosty's inquiry. Both paws kneaded over his belly, which squirmed lightly in response. "Oh, I got a Snack all right..."