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Jason had taken less than a week after first meeting Karpok and the others to decide to move in with the orca and the wolf. The pair had been happy to help the young human get it all sorted out. The move itself was fairly easy, getting his possessions across the town of Selawik and to Karpok's home on the outskirts, at the edge of the national wildlife preserve, the back yard facing the water of the north pacific.

But now it was the end of spring, and this close to the arctic circle, Jason was getting prepared for his first nightless night. At the moment though, he was taking swimming lessons from the best swimming tutor he could think of, big Bruce, the otter Patriarch.

Bruce leaned against the side of the pool, watching the human run lengths. He chuckled at the thought of moving in front of the swimming boy and opening wide, to let his student swim right into his gut, but then the boy would never learn, and Karpok and Jim would be likely not to be pleased. Instead of devouring the boy he tapped him on the shoulder as he passed.

Jason stopped and wiped the water out of his eyes, panting heavily, "Huh..?"

"Time for a break, boy. C'mere." The otter gestured the human to him.

The bellylover blushed and hugged around Bruce's ample gut.

Bruce chuckled and pet the human with a webbed paw, "Now, we've gotta finish this lesson before guests start arriving."

Jason nodded, "I can't wait to watch the sun not set."

The otter chirped in amusement, "Well, around here it touches the horizon, in the southwest, then rolls over to the southeast and starts to rise again..."

"That is so surreal..." The boy managed.

Bruce pet over the boy, "It's just the way the world works." He noticed Jason's breathing was settling down, and could feel the heart rate starting to fall, "Okay, break over."

"I... but... I've only just caught my breath..." Jason muttered.

The otter grinned, "Exactly!"

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Meanwhile, The Orca and the Wolf were out shopping. Each had a full shopping cart in each hand, deftly guiding the heavy trolleys about the massive warehouse store. The party began when the guests arrived, around dinnertime, so they only had a few hours to get ready. Karpok piled the raw meat high in his baskets, the orca preparing for his role as grill-master for the night.

Jim hummed idly, filling his baskets with desserts, treats, snacks, and side dishes, in the largest containers he could find of each. He looked over to the orca, grinning, "So, when should we spring it on the boy that we've made some adjustments?"

Karpok rolled his eyes, "Naughty, Jim... " He loaded his cart up a bit higher, chuckling, "Should be early on..."

"Alright." Jim grinned, as they made their way to the checkout.

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A half hour later, food had all been put away, and the orca and the wolf were standing bare before the outside, but heated pool.

Bruce chuckled and waved. Jason was still swimming lengths, tucking and spinning under the surface at either wall.

The wolf grinned and jumped.

Jason was swimming along fairly normally, having reached a sort of mental calm, the regularity of the motions soothing. Then he found himself trying to swim over a wave, which pushed him back and slammed him into something soft and fuzzy.

Bruce chuckled as the water settled down, holding the human in his arms, "You're incorrigible..."

Jim was floating on his back, grinning, "I don't know the meaning of the word..."

"He really doesn't." Karpok laughed, and slipped more gracefully into the water, only causing a swell to travel along the pool.

Jason panted heavily, finally recovering from the wave, noticing the water level hadn't risen the way it normally does when all three lardy furres were in it, and guessing a good deal of water had been lost to the concrete patio in the process. "H-hey..." He managed weakly, still breathing heavily.

The wolf chuckled "D'aww, sorry puppy." The wolf had started referring to the human as his pup since he moved in, and the massive pair indeed was behaving quite paternally to the comparatively tiny human. He made grabby paws at the human.

Bruce chuckled and gently pushed the boy along the surface of the water, letting him drift over.

When Jason arrived, Jim didn't use his paws, he just pushed his belly forward, "Belly bounce..." He chuckled, watching the human drift off towards the orca.

Karpok chuckled and stepped forward, letting the boy smush into his paunch a bit, before the tension released and the boy was drifting again.

Bruce chuckled, "I think we invented a new game for the belly-lover." He put his paws behind his head and grinned as the boy smushed against his own belly again, before redirecting the human's drift back to Jim.

Jason felt strangely serene as he drifted along the surface of the heated pool, bouncing off of the soft, soft guts in his path, feeling them guiding him to the next. He didn't know how long this went on before strong paws lifted him out of the pool and held him to a warm gut. He opened his eyes and found himself in Jim's arms as the wolf was climbing out of the pool.

"Gotta get rinsed off, then dry out before guests start arriving..." The wolf said softly, carrying the boy to the outdoor shower, tapping the pipe to make sure the water inside was warm, before starting it up. Jim held the young human out away from his belly for a few moments, to make sure the chlorinated water was out of his pelt there, before returning Jason to his embrace.

Meanwhile, the Orca was getting out of the pool, whistling to himself through his blowhole and swaying his thick tail. When he arrived at the shower he gave the wolf a playful swat on the rump, "You're never clean, so why even try?"

Jim chuckled, wagging, "You like your wolf dirty?"

"Definitely..." Karpok smirked, and he gently pet over the human, "We've got a surprise for you..."

The young man perked, "Oh?"

The lupine grinned, carrying Jason out of the warm water stream and then, unceremoniously throwing him back at the pool.

The human yelped and flailed in midair, confused and panicked. When he looked down he saw a smiling otter maw stretched wide, then darkness. He squirmed, as before he knew it, he was in a warm, slightly fishy gut that he knew well by now. He felt out at the walls, "No fair... I wanted to see the sun not set!"

Bruce belched around him, and he could feel the walls compress around him, even as a paw from outside rubbed over him. The otter patriarch's voice rumbled down to him, "Just relax, you'll see..."

Jason started to feel sleepy, and then started to lose his sense of self. He knew he was turning into the otter's pudge, and gave a little squirm, before it was softness and warmth, again...

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Jason woke up dry, naked, and on one of the pool benches. He looked over and saw Karpok swaying his tail, at the grill with a cooler marked "RAW" on one side, and a big platter with a sign "Cooked" on the other. The human could smell the meat cooking. He turned his head to the other side and there was Bruce, relaxing on the bench next to him.

"Oh hey, he's awake." The otter announced.

Karpok turned from the grill, "So, how was it? We haven't tried this new spell before."

The human blinked for a moment, "It... It's still today? It's not tomorrow?"

The big lutrine chuckled, "Boy catches on quick."

The orca grinned, "It takes a bit more unf to get this spell going, but you come back from pudge a lot faster. I think we'll go back to the slower spell after the party, but I figure this way we can eat everyone and no one will have to miss out on the festivities." He grinned, patting his gut.

"Oh wow... you think of everything Karpok..." The human grinned, sitting up.

"Our guests should start showing up any moment now. Jim's in the pit if you wanna join him in welcoming them." The orca turned back towards the grill, just wearing an apron to protect his soft underside.

Jason nodded and stood, glad for the heaters around the pool that kept it warm even to the naked man. Although it was the start of summer, it was still on the Arctic Circle, and it could get quite cold sometimes. He walked into the house, stretching as he reached the living room, where the big wolf was reclining, covered in otter boys. The human chuckled, and waved.

With a series of squeaks and inquisitive grunts, a wave of otters grabbed Jason and pulled him into the pit, covering the naked man in snuffly nuzzles and soft fuzzy snuggles.

Jim grinned, "I think they're excited."

"That's an understatement..." Jason managed.

"Haven't seen you in nearly a week!" One of the otters chirped.

Another was nosing at the smooth furless rump of the man, "You need to visit our holt again!"

Jason thought back to the visit, and blushed deeply. He'd been smeared with fish oil covertly, and the otters had fought over who got to make him blubber for the night. Finally the eldest of the holt apart from Bruce had succeeded. And as he thought of him, he found himself in the strong arms of this up-comer.

Tom was regarded as next Patriarch after Bruce was to step down or pass on, and he was a big burly lutrine, though not as big as his superior, and with only a pot belly at the moment. He was still substantially larger than his fellow Holt members, though. "Caught a squirmy man-fish..." He chuckled playfully in his rich baratone.

"H-Hey Tom..." The man murmured, blushing softly.

"So Jim tells me I can make you pudge and you'll be right back for more tonight..." The big otter was licking his lips, and already pulling the human towards his mouth.

The human blushed and squirmed, but didn't really resist. Once again he felt hot otter flesh enveloping him, but this time it took its time to get all the way around him, with pauses for the exploring tongue to gather his flavor. Jason groaned softly, nosing around inside Tom's throat as he was pressed and pulled deeper by webbed paws and rippling throat muscles. But before long, his feet were travelling over the back of a warm tongue, and he was curling up down below, in the otter gut....

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Jason yawned, waking up again, snuggled to the gut he had just been folded into, feeling Tom petting over him. "How long was I gone...?"

The big otter chuckled, "Maybe a half an hour... Though I kinda wish I could keep you longer, boy... You feel great on my waist...." He winked.

The human squirmed, blushing. He looked around, and noticed there were huskies around. He blinked, not having met any huskies before. The canines were in harnesses, and had collars. There was a snowshoe hare amongst a few of them, petting at them gently, "Uh hi... Have we met?"

"Not until now, no." The hare said warmly, "We've not been able to visit Jim since he moved here." Some of the huskies nodded in agreement to the bunny.

"Uhm... I'm Jason." The human waved lamely.

The bunny chuckled, "I'm Suka, and this is my sled team."

The human blinked, "You mean, they really pull the sled and everything?"

Suka grinned, "We did Iditarod one year."

The doorbell rang.

One of the huskies was nosing at the bunny's belly, "We did most of the work."

The hare scoffed, "It's exhausting keeping you pups in line, Issie."

Meanwhile one of the otters had gone to go answer the door, and there was a group of seals, all sleek and streamlined for the water. Standing behind them was an Orca, grinning. He was smaller than Karpok, and a bit sleeker, but only just.

The Orca grinned, "Is big brother around?"

The little otter at the door pointed back, blinking.

The killer whale stuck a webbed hand forward, "Sakari."

A baritone rumble came from the back patio, "Is that my sweet little bro?"

"Karpok!" The new orca grinned and guided the seals in, before wobbling his bulk out to the back.

Jim waved to the seals, beckoning them to the conversation pit, "Come along boys, plenty of room."

The otter holding the door open was about to return to the others, when the sound of a car coming up the driveway gave him pause. He turned and grinned as he saw who was walking up to the door, keeping it open.

Soon enough a relatively fit Black bear, an athletic elk, a bigger, lardier polar bear, and a stocky, potbellied Yakut horse arrived at the door. They stepped in right past the otter, though the polar bear scooped him up, and all headed to the pit.

Jim grinned, "Just need a couple foxes and the gang's all here..."

The polar bear was already licking over his caught otter, "So, when do the festivities start?"

"Always eager, Pekartok..." Jim chuckled, licking his lips playfully, "You four are looking more and more like a family. Faring well in the off-season, boys?" His focus changed to the Black bear and the elk.

Jason blinked. He'd never heard the Polar bear called by name. But with that name he was sure why he hadn't!

The two athletes were already clambering into the pit, settling in against each other. The elk shrugged, "Well, between roller blading and indoor rinks we get in our practice..."

The bear spoke up, "When those two aren't hogging our attention."

The equine scoffed, grinning, "Oh, it is not as though we never let you out."

The polar bear grinned broader, "You're out right now, aren't you?" He rubbed his greenish gut to emphasize where they weren't, and easily could be.

Jim just laughed, "Sounding like a family too."

"I did not bring my rods." The horse said, earnestly. He looked confused when a chorus of lutrine giggles and canine scoffs met this comment.

The elk chuckled, "Different sounding, Cherry."

"But I like Sounding..." Cherry whuffled, and pulled one of the smaller otters into his lap, starting to ease the thick tail into his slowly swelling shaft with a smirk.

Jim chuckled, "Now now, Cherry, Dinner's almost ready, and we want to make sure the boys who don't eat boys get their fill of meat before those higher on the food chain start to partake."

Cherry whuffled again, but pet over the otter, "Just sounding..." He said, not entirely convincingly.

"Who left the door open and is letting all the sexy out?" Called a voice from the door.

"I dunno, it looks like sexy is coming in to me..." Said a very similar voice.

Attention turned to the door where Kit and Star, arctic fox twins extraordinaire, had arrived, with another seal. This one Jason recognized as one of Karpok's favorite treats.

The bashful seal saw other seals and looked worried, "H-he's replaced me."

Jim guffawed, "Karpok didn't replace you, Nerro, those are his brother's entourage."

"Another orca?" The seal, Nerro, looked a little faint with a blush.

The twins giggled, adding their clothing to the pile near the entrance and closed the door, before ushering their aquatic friend to the pit, helping him sit amongst the other seals, before going to take seats amongst the husky pack.

The other seals seemed welcoming, a couple hugging up the bashful one from either side in fact.

A rich baritone came from the back, "Alright, snack-boys, come get your dinner first! Jason, that means you too!"

The human blushed deeply at the realization he was a snack boy.

Tom chuckled and pet over Jason, "Well, go on."

The younger otters grabbed the man away from the bigger otter and pulled him along to the patio, giggling mischievously.

Jason was soon enough glad to have been dragged along, when he realized how long the line to get food had grown behind him. He hadn't thought about how few predators there were, though there were more than usual tonight, what with Karpok's younger brother... and how Tom was growing into his own predatory role. The human was uncertain if the huskies would eat other boys, but then he saw them in the line behind the holt.

Karpok was still at the grill, in charge of the meat, but his brother Sakari was at a fold out table nearby with the condiments and side dishes, prepared to dish out potato salad and the like. The two orcas worked efficiently, and the line started moving pretty smoothly.

Looking around, the human saw that the pool had been covered over with a firm shell, strong enough to expand the space of the patio for all the guests, and comfortable looking chairs and benches were strewn about the space.

Jason had his food soon enough, and sat down with his plate, having both a burger and a hot dog, as well as a heaping pile of potato salad. As the human dug in, he watched the line move along, an otter with a sticky tail the last before the bigger males on the guest list dominated the line.

Jason noticed how much more Karpok salivated when he saw the group of seals, glancing at his brother, who just chuckled, dishing out starchy messes to huskies to go with their meat.

The big black wolf was the back of the line, swaying his tail about idly, humming to himself as he inhaled the smoky savory scent of grilling, mixed with the scent of the gathered males, not sure which made him more hungry.

It wasn't too long until everyone had been served, and Karpok and Jim sat down together, leaning into one another as they each fed off their platters, at least three times as big as the plates most everyone else got.

The young man found himself being eased into a lap once he was finished with his dinner. Looking back, he saw Bruce hugging him close with a smirk, and a smaller otter tail slipping out of sight between his lips.

The big otter gulped, and held the human close as his gut swelled out, "Ahh... can't let Tom have all the fun tonight, can we?"

Jason suddenly realized he hadn't seen Tom or Bruce in line, and blushed deeply, swiveling to rub the broad gut gently.

"That's a good boy." A broad webbed paw rubbed over the back of Jason's head.

Jim swallowed down a whole steak without chewing, "Bruce, you eating your boys without us?"

The otter patriarch scoffed, "Why would you say that? I've only eaten one!" He grinned broadly.

Karpok belched and huffed, "At least wait until everyone's done eating stuff that won't squirm..."

"That's no fun..." Bruce chuckled, "Though that salmon does look good..." He stood, carrying Jason, keeping him pressed to his squirming belly with one broad webbed paw, before hefting one of the reserve, uncooked Salmon on the left side of the grill by the fin and downing the big fish in one, groaning happily and licking over his finger.

Jason could hear gulping from inside the belly, and chuckled as he realized Tom was partaking of salmon as well.

The uncooked fish was joined by several more of the same in Bruce's gut, then the huge otter descended on the other table, piling up some potato salad, chips, and a big wedge of cornbread that made the human wish he had noticed the loaf.

In fact, the boy covertly attempted to serve himself some corn bread onto a new plate while still held onto Bruce's belly. Jason carefully plopped a chunk of the yellow cakey loaf onto a plate just as Bruce started to move away. He managed to grab the edge of his new plate before it was out of reach, and held on firmly as the big otter waddled back to his prior seat.

"Couldn't wait for seconds?" Karpok chuckled over at the pair.

"These are my firsts, technically." Bruce rumbled, feeling Tom eating up all those fish away from him and starting to toss potato salad down on him to calm him down.

Jim chuckled, "He was talking to our puppy."

Jason blushed softly, nibbling at his cornbread in Bruce's lap.

The big otter looked down around his gut and noticed this, letting out a broad guffaw, "Now when'd you get that? Sneaky boy!"

The human tried to hide his blush by digging into the cornbread a bit more enthusiastically, but he couldn't take too large of bites, as the rich substance seemed more like the lovechild of a traditional cornbread and an English pound cake. As such, though, Jason soon lost his embarrassment to the enjoyment of eating.

When Jason looked back at the food table, he saw Sakari was covering up the sides with bells, and then went over to place the remaining cooked meat into a heating shelf built into the grill. The young orca then returned to the rest of the patio grinning, "So, shall we start, Big Brother?"

The bigger orca chuckled, glancing around. A pack of huskies were grinning, empty plates forgotten. A ring of seals were barking at each other, pushing at one another playfully, and the holt of otters were done with their own fish, curious whiskery faces snuffling around at other party guests. Karpok chuckled, "The snackboys are getting restless."

Bruce grinned, "I want to try a Neapolitan." He pointed out the three most common species at the party.

The human blushed softly in the big otter's lap, and slipped away, looking for a spot he could watch from. Jason wanted to get some rubbing done tonight, from the outside of a belly.

Bruce chuckled, but turned to one of his holt, "Hey, pick out a husky and a seal you wouldn't mind getting stuck with for a while..." He patted his gut as it burbled his meal and Tom, becoming pudge to clear the space within.

Cherry whuffled, "So picky, Comrade?" He stroked his hoof hand over his shaft slowly, then curled a thick digit to the twin foxes, licking his lips slowly.

The otter patriarch laughed, "Is that so? Identical foxes for identical nuts?"

The Russian Yakut stuck out his tongue, "I did not get to partake in them last I saw them. Is that not right, Pyestsi?"

Kit and Star just stared at the equine.

"It just means foxes, you silly vulpines." The thick furred equine whuffled and beckoned them closer.

The twins looked at each other worriedly. Kit made a point of saying aloud, "I don't know, bro, he could be a SPY" all dramatically.

"Oh, that is it." The horse tried to sound intimidating through half-repressed laughter, pouncing the twins with a grin.

Star cried out melodramatically, "It's the Russians!" He couldn't continue, though, since a moment later he found his muzzle was stuck inside the urethra of the thick equine shaft.

Pekartok chuckled, the polar bear scooping up a seal with a lecherous grin, "That's as good as a sign as any that we've started."

The aquatic mammal blushed a bit, squirming in the big paw of the greenish polar bear. He didn't seem to mind too badly that a smelly maw was breathing over his face, or that he was starting to slip out of sight, his world a wet, drooly mess of smelly bear maw.

The arctic ursine growled eagerly, and started to swallow, the seal's streamlined body sliding slickly out of sight. The dingy bear rumbled and worked down the slender legs, before finally the webbed toes of the seal slipped away. He belched and patted his gut with a grin, before grabbing for another treat.

The younger Black bear was looking around, wondering if he should snag a snack or two before one of the bigger predators decided to gobble him up, when he felt a thick elken shaft grinding his rump. The athletic bruin oohed and let his teammate mount him, panting as the tall elk began to thrust.

The cervine panted, pressing in deeper with a huff, "Now, who to feed ya..." He chuckled, looking over the crowd, well aroused by the sight of the larger equine stuffing the second fox in after his brother, while already starting on getting otters up his rump. The elk got hilted into his bear, and grinned as some otter boys seemed to answer the call to being devoured.

The young slender boys stood in front of the bear as the ursine was pounded from behind, and waited for the bruin to choose his dessert, giggling as they watched his face as he was torn between thinking to decide and the thick elken shaft burrowing through his bowels. Finally, the middle otter sighed and took a stretch, before deftly ascending the bear and forcing the panting maw open, "Just swallow, silly bear." He stuffed his webbed paws in.

The bear started to swallow, blushing a little that one of the snacks had to take charge. He closed his eyes and gulped, feeling the otter's face rubbing into his tongue, then his chest's flavors coming to the bruin. He moaned, muffled by the otter's torso, flexing and pressing his ass back into the pounding he was getting from behind.

The elk reached forward and grabbed the otter's rump, shoving the lutrine deeper into the Black bear, letting out a lustful bellow as he pounded repeatedly into the firm but yielding rump of his fellow athlete. He moved his hands to the otter's legs, pressing him deeper each time he thrust, his hips wetly sounding off against the bear ass.

The bruin swallowed firmly, panting through his nose as he got down to just the feet and dangling tail of the otter in his throat, slurping and feeling his cervine mate gently tucking them into his muzzle, even as the thrusts below continued on and on. The bruin felt near his peak, pressing back into the thrusts as he slurped at the tip of an otter tail like a noodle.

As soon as the 'festivities' had begun, the huskies had mostly swarmed the bunny sled-driver. The arctic hare splayed his toes, giving in after some cursory struggles, giving up his dominant facade as soon as he felt a knot at his rump. What he didn't notice is that after certain huskies had had their turns, they were pulled away by first, a choosy otter and seal, then larger predators going straight to the source.

Bruce was pleased however to have his holt-boy return with a canine and sleek seal. "Mmm... Such a delicious looking blend of flavors..." The big otter grinned, and leaned down, opening his mouth wide.

The smaller otter blushed, realizing that he was to coax the other two to climb in with him, and grasped a pair of rumps, one fluffy one velvety, and guided his fellow treats to his patriarch's muzzle.

The husky wagged his tail slowly, staring into that throat beyond the broad otter tongue. It had been some time since he last got devoured, and had missed the sensation.

The ringed seal blushed softly. He was used to slipping into Sakari, but this was a new experience. So far though, it seemed to be going nicely.

It wasn't long before the trio had ducked their heads into Bruce's maw, and the otter rumbled, slathering over muzzles and necks, before delving down to chests as his paws came down and around to scoop the boys up by the rump, rumbling low as he started to stuff three into his gullet at once!

Jason watched, amazed at the general display of hedonic gluttony. It was always a sight when these predators and their favorite treats got together for any reason. The bashful human couldn't help it, he was stroking himself as he watched each of the natural predators of the seal get a couple of the boys for themselves.

Karpok, Sakari, Jim, and Pekartok each had scooped two of the short-pelted blubbery mammals into their grip, leaving no more amongst the party.

Karpok had his little friend Nerro, a ringed seal like most of the others, in his grip, along with the only Harp seal in the group. He nosed over Nerro gently, and looked to his little brother, "How'd you find a Harp Seal out here? Aren't they Atlantic?"

The harp seal looked up at the orca, "I have a car, you know."

"D'aww, isn't that cute..." Karpok grinned, licking over the seal's fuzzy face slowly, "C'mere blubber..."

"Does he usually act like this...?" The fluffier seal murmured bashfully to Nerro.

"Usually he fights himself to keep from shoving me in as soon as he sees me..." Nerro muttered, almost as if he missed that behavior.

"Savin my favorite treat for last, sweet-meat." Karpok winked to Nerro as he started to stuff the confused harp seal into his mouth.

The ringed seal blushed as he watched, looking around at his other 'natural' predators, the other orca, wolf, and polar bear guzzling down others of his kind eagerly. Nerro whined softly, and tried to hide his erection against Karpok's blubber.

Cherry hummed to himself, his nuts already well on their way to making Kit and Star into seed, the Yakut looking around to see what he could stuff up his rump. He grinned as he saw the last two huskies, cuddled around their bunny owner, likely stuck in place by a pair of knots stuffed into a tighter place.

Suka murmured, in the haze of afterglow after getting double penetrated by his most amply endowed huskies, stroking their muzzles slowly as they supported him between their hips, his legs dangling to either side. He didn't have time to react when darkness fell, and he was wrapped in soft musky warmth.

The equine groaned, his bowels deforming and flexing around the trio below, "Ohh, just what I needed..." He flexed and lowered his hips down further, rubbing over his soft, fur-covered gut as he felt it starting to expand from below. The three-headed bulge was indistinct under that pelt and fat, but it was swelling larger the further down the heavy Yakut got. Cherry panted, looking down as he felt the hips of his bunny butt-sandwich sliding in all together, grinning at the muffled moans inside him.

Suka and his huskies felt the strong anal muscles around their hips, and when they clenched to take the trio deeper, so did the pair of knots inside the bunny. The triad moaned out, muffled by flesh, and writhed as their strong thighs started to be claimed. The arctic hare's legs were being pressed down to vertical by the descending anus only served to make his body tighten around and pull upon the two canine cocks much more firmly.

As Cherry worked to tuck away the two in one deal, Pekartok was looming behind him, the dingy ursine rumbling and slurping his lips, arms outstretched. Having already finished his seals, and found there was a serious lack of prey boys around, other than the pair of athletes still going at it between tucking otters into the Black bruin, but he had hogged them before at these events, and Cherry was a rarer flavor.

The horse's only warning was the gush of rank breath across his muzzle as he tilted his head back in a moan, stifling a cough as the hot smelly drool dripped over his face, and he was being stuffed headfirst into the practiced, soft but strong throat of the polar bear. He shook his hooves about as he began to dangle from the strong grip, feeling broad grungy paws hefting him bodily towards the slimy flesh-slide, a couple fingers working to tuck the pair of bunny paws and quartet of doggy feet up into the Yakut, making Cherry's gut swell out further, just as the hungry maw reached it.

Pekartok was soon tilting his head back, slathering his tongue through the thick grey fur of the arctic equine and feeling the curves and bulges of the caught pair plus one through the lardy covering easily, the ursine rumbling low as he took another gulp, sealing the gut into his throat. His strong paws held the horse's hooves together while he powered them towards his slobbering gullet, hidden muscles flexing and tensing beneath layers of blubber. It was quite soon, then, when he was slurping over the hard surfaces of Cherry's hooves, before a wet glrk sent him to join seals, otters, and huskies.

Jim however, had different feelings about disturbing the elk and 'cub', rumbling as he groped the cervine's rump firmly, "Speaking of natural predators..." He rumbled as with his grip on the cervine's rump he removed the thick elkhood from the bear below, lifting the lusty ungulate away from his relief and licking between the gradually regenerating prongs of the ruminant.

The bear below groaned softly as his rump was vacated, "I don't think anyone was talking about that, Jim..." He reached back, fingering himself in hopes that that would help, but it was certainly lacking.

The wolf of course noticed this, and just so happened to have his own erection to slot into the stretched bruin bum. With a rumble he hefted the densely muscled elk up and eased his cloven hooves into his maw, while in the same motion shifting his hips forward to not only rest his swollen gut across the bear's back, but to start pressing his canine cock deep into the pre-stretched passage. He began to swallow and thrust at the same time, growling naughtily.

The elk panted and moaned, stroking at his shaft as his legs easily slid out of sight into Jim's throat, the cervine already missing mounting the Black bear below. He huffed and held his hefty hunk of meat as his thighs passed across the wolf's wandering tongue, feeling the tip poking at his own rump naughtily as his hips descended out of the cool air outside and into the warmth of a body.

Jason was starting to shiver. Although the sun would not set tonight, the winds were blowing from the north, and the spot he had chosen was too far from the space heaters. The defenseless to weather human stood from his spot and padded over, stealing glances of Jim's gluttony sideways as he went.

Karpok smiled and flexed his paws slowly, beckoning the young man closer. When Jason arrived he tugged the bare man against his belly, letting the warmth traverse through pure conduction, while stroking the back of his head, "Did you enjoy the show, Jason?"

The human blushed softly, "Y-yeah..." He was already rubbing over the warm gut in front of him, pressing his face into it of his own accord, though his backside still felt chilly.

The orca seemed to sense this, grinning, "I've got an idea on how to keep you warm and still let you watch the fun."

Jason blinked up at Karpok, wondering what he had in mind.

Karpok gently scooped under the boy's hips and brought his bare wiggly feet up to the soft orifice on the curve of his still faintly squirming lard, the black musky navel. He then slipped them inward, rumbling quietly as he started to feed his little bellylover to his gut directly!

Jason shuddered and gasped, staring as the warmth of the orca's most attractive feature (in his own eyes) worked to claim him itself. The man reached to start stroking himself again. "W-why didn't you tell me you could do this..?"

The cetacean smiled down to the human as his thighs slid into the warm navel, strong webbed paws turning the boy about so that he'd be facing downward, "Well, I only really learned how to do this recently..." He belched, and the squirms around the boy's legs faded, and his decent inward increased in ease, the warm musky insides of the navel rippling and pulling on the human, who was now thrusting his hips around within eagerly.

The human had fished his arms somewhat out to rub at the underside of the gut in front of him, even as he was dragged deeper and deeper into the warmth. But the strong but gentle hands guided them back inward once his chest was sliding out of sight. Jason panted, blushing as he got shoulder deep in the warm navel, surrounded by hot pudge.

Karpok rumbled, walking his way over to a pool bench, using his tail to adjust the recline of the back and flopping onto it with a satisfying creak. He looked down. Perfect. His eyes faced the south, and he could see the horizon over the water. More importantly, his gut was supported by his thighs at such an angle that so could Jason, without craning his neck. With one paw he pressed the human a couple inches deeper, so that the navel contracted like a collar around the boy's neck. "There we go. Best seat in the house for my belly-lover to watch the sun not set."

Jason shivered and blushed, unable to take it anymore, going tense and giving the inside of the musky navel a bit more moisture of his own.

The orca chuckled affectionately and pet over the human's hair slowly, "Just relax, I'll tell you when that show starts.

The human nodded slowly, turning his head to rest his cheek on some of the orca fat. He saw to one side, Jim swallowing, open mouthed, a braying elk muzzle vanishing into his throat.

The big bad wolf proceeded to stand once he had closed his mouth, licking his lips, not seeming to mind there was a Black bear stuck to his crotch, most likely from the lupine knot caught inside him. He too sat in a lounge pool bench, and the Black bear found himself similarly comfortably positioned to watch the sun. Jim rumbled and pet the bear, "Don't ever say I'm not considerate." He chuckled.

Bruce sat upon his own bench, "Ahh... That was a good night... urrhhhrrhhp..." His heavy belch released colored light into the air, shimmering and flickering, dancing in the air above them all.

Jason stared, "What's that...? It looks like what I've seen of the Aurora..."

The otter patriarch grinned, "That's Tom." As the big otter spoke the light started to coalesce into the shape of a body, descending down to rest atop the bigger otter's gut.

Jim rumbled, "I'm sure if you wanted to see the Aurora firsthand, I could convince Suka to take you up north with the huskies." The wolf smiled to the navel-trapped boy.

Tom stretched, yawning and opening his eyes as the light faded, "Mmmh... Did I miss the fun?" He looked around, seeing only a few big preds and only two of the snacks around, "Yeah, I did."

"Don't worry, the other boys will be back before the sun refuses to set." Karpok chuckled, petting the human while a nearby pool-bench strained under Pekartok audibly. All four big bellies were either gurgling or settled down to pudge already by now, and even the bear tied to the wolf's crotch was round and immobile in gut.

Tom stretched and nodded, "I guess that's true."

Sakari yawned, "And later we'll re-open the food stations. Certainly some of the less predatorily inclined of us will want more treats."

"Screw non-predators," Jim chuckled, "I want more potato salad." He grunted and belched, lights coming out of his maw in a swirl of color. "Oohh... I think half of the extra expense for this new spell is in its showiness, Kar..."

The orca stuck his tongue out, "I think it's pretty, right Jason?"

Jason nodded, smiling softly.

"Puppy's just agreeing cause he's up to his neck in your sexy gut. Let me try that and he'd be on my side." The wolf chuckled, groping his own gut and fingering his navel slowly.

The human blushed softly as he watched that paw working the gut, but was relaxed by the webbed paw stroking his head, and easing him to face the horizon. There was the sun, looking prepared to set, descending towards the sea. "Not long now..." He settled down, watching the solstice at the Arctic Circle and listening to the sound of the big predators belching up lights, bringing the other boys back to watch this miracle of the far north...