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Aeywon was a mess. He couldn’t even look at his phone anymore, lest the paused video tempt him into going for yet another round. What he needed was a towel and a shower, not to rub himself raw and dry-fire until it hurt. Huffing, panting, groaning some once he finally moved again, the blue tiger rose from his bed to get cleaned up. There were some things he just couldn’t explain about himself, and foremost among them was just how excited he got at the thought of getting [i]eaten[/i].

It started as a joke. He’d never thought about it as anything more than that until a college friend sent him along a video. Why, he wasn’t sure. Maybe just to see what he thought of it, maybe because she thought it would be funny to shock him a little, or maybe she [i]knew[/i] something about him better than he did. The latter seemed possible. She didn’t even need him to ask before she sent more, from new angles, or featuring different subjects.

There was an orca in the bay. He’d been watching homemade video of the huge, impressive creature swimming right up to the edge of the water, as close as she could get to the shore, to meet eager, ambitious people face to face. She was never aggressive. Her whole demeanour felt much too intelligent for a supposedly wild, roaming animal. Maybe she was only acting so docile because people were willingly feeding her fresh, live prey.

Even in the shower, the images were still swirling through Aeywon’s mind. They were repellent at first, even gross. Yet he kept coming back to them until they took a turn that had led him to that post-orgasmic moment. He thought about the way the orca eased people into his throat - sometimes with the help of the onlookers who weren’t doing the filming, sometimes all on her own. That eager, willing prey was acting just like he’d imagined he would. Nervous, squirming, but in the end they all came to a writhing, even screaming orgasm on the orca’s outstretched tongue. Then they were swallowed whole.

The videos always ended after the final, luxurious swallow, but presumably that was it. He doubted an animal of that size would just spit out a meal. They got digested and were gone. Maybe he shouldn’t have been so turned on at that thought in particular, but there he was, with his dick twitching in his hand while the hot water streamed down his diamond-striped back. He huffed. Either he went on with his schooling and did his best to forget about it, maybe coming back to the videos only when he really needed them, or he [i]did[/i] something about that new fascination of his.

Before he could talk himself out of it, he was all dried off, dressed up, and grabbing his coat. It was pretty chilly at night out on the beach, but that was when the videos took place. He thought about messaging his friend to see if she knew the orca’s schedule, but that would have been a little too obvious. Maybe she would have made him see reason. Though somehow he doubted that. He was just going to have to go out there and see what happened, and if the whale didn’t show, that was that.

It was better that there was no one there. He wanted it to be his own private thing, without any fear of interruption. Or chance of rescue. Pacing up and down the beach, he tried to pinpoint exactly where the videos had been filmed based on just the memory of them, but it all just looked like water to him. He looked over the gently crashing waves and saw nothing moving but for the distant lights of some boat. Every time there was a little splash, a little crash of the tide slowly coming in he perked up, a little excited, only to be disappointed again and again.

Maybe the orca had moved on. Or maybe it had all been fabricated, even. He still wasn’t sure why his friend had sent him those videos, but in the end he had to start shuffling back home with the sun slowly coming up again. The elevated sense of anticipation was still pounding through him, but he couldn’t possibly get off again. He was just going to have to sleep on it. Maybe by the morning he would feel better, and could get back to studying the next evening.

Instead, he found himself out there once more. Another night in silence, staring out at the waves until sunrise, thinking about whether he’d really go through with it if the opportunity presented itself left him bored and a bit sad. It was all starting to feel like a waste of time. Part of him wanted to delete all those videos and just purge his memory of the last few days as best he could. A stronger part of him sent him out for the third night in a row. That was when he heard the cresting of the water that came with the whale breaching the surface at last.

It would have been a majestic sight under any circumstances. For Aeywon, it was pure joy to watch that huge, sleek, monochrome beauty rising up from the waves to rest a few steps out into the water. She lingered there, perhaps watching the tiger. It was hard to say for sure. The cat had half expected the whale to somehow crawl right up on shore and snatch him up to take away the choice of the matter. That would have been much easier. Instead, there the orca floated, slowly swaying her tail in the depths, awaiting her next offering, if Aeywon was going to provide it.

That was probably the last chance to back out. Aeywon stood up and paced a few times. He nibbled on one of his fingers. A slow swish of his tail eventually had it go rigid, along with every other muscle in his body. He all but stomped over to the waterline, hands balled into fists. Aeywon [i]had[/i] to do this. He was never going to be able to live not knowing how it would have felt. The orca was patient, placidly watching. It was impossible to tell what she was thinking, if she was truly thinking at all.

“Okay, so ... this is going to be cold ...” Aeywon told himself, taking a few short, sharp breaths to hype himself up.

Stripping down to his stripes was chilly enough. It was not exactly swimming season. He got fully naked before setting out into the water. All the better to feel every detail of what happened to him. Poking his bare toe into one of the oncoming waves, he almost changed his mind right there, pulling back sharply. Yet when he eased into it, he found it wasn’t as icy as he’d feared. Maybe it was just his body putting off such immense heat in anticipation. Sloshing, wading out until he was around waist deep, he found himself unsure if he was supposed to introduce himself or not.

“Um. Hi.”

No response. The orca didn’t acknowledge him in the slightest at first, but her intelligence seemed more and more likely when she remained in place and began to slowly spread her mouth open. Aeywon froze, barely breathing as he watched. The sticky strands of saliva began to stretch and snap as the orca revealed her bright teeth, then that lively tongue, and mottled pattern at the back of her throat. It was all coated in a glistening layer of drool that seemed to reflect the very moonlight. Aeywon felt so much warmer with that hot, humid, but generally inoffensive breath puffing over his naked body.

The urge arose to glance back at the shore and make sure there was no one out there to see him, maybe to stop him, but he couldn’t pull his gaze away. The orca patiently waited with everything on display, slowly breathing in the tiger’s face. Aeywon slowly relaxed when he realized he wasn’t going to get snapped up at any second. He’d seen the videos, but he still had his doubts, until then. The next step was all on him, and the predator could wait for as long as Aeywon needed.

First, he needed to touch. He lifted his hands, but that was as far as he could. Looking around that maw at one of the orca’s dark eyes, he decided it was best to ask permission.

“Is this okay? I guess you’ll tell me if it’s not. In some way.”

With no response, he was just going to have to take it as a yes. He reached out, and his breath came short the moment his fingers made contact with that soft, pink tongue. It was so thick, so wet, so powerful feeling under his touches. At first he merely stroked, but he found himself more generously rubbing before long, massaging that outstretched muscle good and deep, knowing the orca was getting a taste of him the entire time. By the sheer excess of drool pouring down over all those inner details, the creature liked the tiger’s flavour.

Moving over to the sides, he got his hands thoroughly drenched in all the saliva flowing from the orca’s glands. He felt up the inside of those cheeks, all wet and smooth, soaking his hands down to the skin in all the juices he was helping inspire. Aeywon was [i]certain[/i] the orca was drooling even more after tasting him. He kneaded until there was spit overflowing over the whale’s lower lip and teeth, watching that throat pulse to swallow some of it right down.

Aeywon didn’t dare reach out and touch that gullet after he observed the way it opened and pulsed to work something as simple as saliva down. There was such power there. One gulp and he was as good as caught. There was so much more to savour first. Instead, he pulled back, stroking, admiring, massaging. He wanted to make the predator’s mouth feel as good as he could before feeding her, working from the roof to the tongue, and even to the teeth and gums. It all left him shivering, and not from the cold water.

When he was done exploring as thoroughly as he possibly could, when he had touched every single inch of the orca’s open mouth, he pulled his hands back out. Nothing moved. He swore the waves had ceased, just so the two of them could share their moment. Though the whale remained tranquil, Aeywon put his spit-soaked hand to his chest nonetheless. At least the steady pounding told him his heart was still beating. He sucked in another breath, holding it until his chest was puffed right up, then let it out into the mouth before him.

He had to go deeper. The orca was giving him the chance to back out, to turn back to the nearby shore and call it a day. Everything he’d already experienced was probably enough to keep him cumming to the memory for the rest of his life. Yet he still hadn’t been [i]inside[/i] that mouth. Not for real. He ducked his head a couple times, only to flinch back when the prospect of crawling between those teeth proved too frightening for him. Instead, he lifted a foot, lingering with the water dripping from his soaked toes for upwards of a minute.

It took plenty of breathing to really commit to it, but he got there. Bringing one foot up and onto the orca’s outstretched tongue left him bathed in heat and saliva as expected. The orca moved her tongue ever so slightly, swiping it under that outstretched paw just to get a little lick. Aeywon soaked that in for a little longer, standing rather awkwardly with one foot in the grave, so to speak. Tentatively laying his hands atop that whale’s snout for support, he eventually mustered up the courage to climb right up and push the other leg inside, slowly slipping into that warm, slobbery maw as if into a fleshy, steamy sleeping bag.

Gradually easing himself along, he eventually got to the point of sitting on the orca’s tongue with his feet stretched out towards that gullet. He felt the pulses of all that saliva getting swallowed down, and heard it too. That deep, wet [i]ullp[/i] was enough to set him shivering again. Wiggling just a little deeper to get cozy and balance himself more steadily, he finally spurred the orca to action. The creature was very gentle, softly scooping her tongue beneath the tiger and behind his striped back to scoop her prey in ever closer, ever deeper, until at last Aeywon’s toes were wrapped up in constant clenching tug of peristalsis.

He was already hard, but he got so much more excited when he felt the first kneading gulp dragging him along. It was surprisingly gentle. The orca inched him along, leaving him to slowly lay back and stretch out as the tongue beneath him became a bed. Aeywon scooted a little, but there was no need. He was getting swallowed, one stripe at a time. He felt that grip overtake his paws and start working up his legs, and all he could do was writhe and thrust his hips at the roof of the orca’s mouth, leaking his excitement all over his already drool-slathered fur.

One more tug, one more deep, wet squeezing made it undeniable. He was getting eaten. How far the orca was going to go remained to be seen. Aeywon was too busy thrusting and moaning to think about it too much. He could feel his hips cresting over the back of the orca’s tongue, letting him slide smoothly into that open gullet and feel it seal around his pulsing cock. That brought such a whimper out of him. He was glad he wasn’t filming himself.

The orca kept on going, kept on swallowing, and Aeywon didn’t put up a hint of struggle, even if there was a little part of his chest fluttering away, telling him to maybe think about panicking. Instead, he sank inside the gripping muscles of the big whale’s throat, feeling those teeth skimming up his spine. Everything the orca did was very careful and precise. She made sure never to hurt her willing prey. Nor did anything seem to bother her, even when the tiger was humping at the inside of her throat, getting her hips, then her belly all wrapped up in orca gullet.

The pressure on his chest made Aeywon a little more nervous. He could still breathe, but it was coming a little shorter, leaving him to gasp amid his groans. Swallowed to his chest, with his head resting on the very back of the orca’s tongue, he was one gulp away from being fully eaten. [i]Devoured. Swallowed whole and alive.[/i] Those words danced through his head as he teetered on the edge of doom, but instead of descending all the way down, he remained right where he was.

All the orca was doing was holding him, kneading him in teasy half-swallows that didn’t actually drag any more of him down. Instead, he pushed the tiger back and forth, seeming to spit him out a little, only to swallow him again, right up to his neck. The constant slick, warm slide, the full-body massage only got more vigorous over time. Aeywon found himself immersed in whale throat until his chin touched that pulsing flesh, only to get spat back out into the orca’s maw a little more each time.

Eventually he got to experience the process of getting firmly gulped and clutched by those powerful muscles all the way from his paws to his neck, and again and again. The process had him absolutely slathered, his every inch drenched in fur-coating orca drool. He arched his back and parted his lips, but no sound came out as he rubbed against the slick gullet enveloping his body, grinding, humping, twitching hard. It wasn’t even really the friction that set him off so much as the intensity of everything going around him. The sloppy sounds, the warmth, the smooth inner flesh, the sense of the carefully restrained [i]power[/i] behind every single swallow - that was what made him cum harder than he ever had in his entire life.

The pleasure was all over him. It coursed through him as if swimming in his very veins. He was convulsing rather alarmingly at times, but most of all he was blasting his cum straight into the gullet wrapped around his body. Nothing could stop him. He made even more of a mess of himself, and of the throat around him too. What was usually seconds of ecstasy felt like it lasted minutes. Even when he was done shooting that truly copious load of tiger spunk, he was still twitching, still writhing all over with the climax trembling through his nerves.

It took him a long time to settle down. The orca simply held him in those clutches all the while, until finally giving one more swallow. It wasn’t the end yet. The creature was simply sucking down some of that saliva and cum. After that, he began to flex those muscles again, pushing Aeywon out, easing him back onto that tongue, and then the shallows near the shore after a short swim forth. Aeywon flopped out of that mouth with a stunning sense of rejection at first, but when he sat up and saw the orca lingering near, wearing something that almost looked like a smile, he got the idea.

That was his chance. He was sitting there, slopped up and soaked to the skin in orca juices, still tingling with post-orgasmic chill, and the next step was up to him. As predatory - and surely hungry - as the orca might have been, she was waiting as patiently as ever for Aeywon’s response. The tiger had to think about it, of course. The moment was not one that lent well to clear thought, but ponder he did anyway. It didn’t take him long to reach for his discarded phone. The signal was still plenty strong out there. There was something about all the other videos of people getting swallowed by the orca that had always bothered him. They always ended too soon.

First he set it up for recording mode, but he changed his mind. Nobody was going to get to see that, if it went how he thought it would. Instead, he did a few quick swipes and taps to set it up for direct streaming upload instead. That was going to be hell on his data, but - well, he could worry about that later, if he needed to. His little corner of the internet wasn’t exactly an oft-visited one, but somebody would find it. Someone always did.

Turning on the camera, he pointed it towards the orca’s maw, illuminating it in a flashlight beam. All the clinging spit reflected the light right back to him, shining brightly as it dripped from top to bottom or slowly flowed out over those dark lips or pointed teeth. That view helped Aeywon truly appreciate just how wet and slippery the orca’s mouth was, all lubed up and waiting for him. He thought about turning the camera his way to give his eventual audience a better look at who was about to make the long dark slide, but found himself too embarrassed. They were just going to have to guess in the glimpses of him they got as he slipped down the orca’s throat.

This time, he had to feel what it was like to go in headfirst, no matter how dangerous it was. He sucked up one more breath to prepare himself as he did before, and waded back into the cool water so he could stretch his hands into the orca’s mouth once more. The whale lingered there, splashing a bit of water around with her tail. Was that excitement? He could only speak to his own, which peaked so abruptly as soon as he laid across the slick, soft tongue that awaited him he almost came all over himself right that very moment.

Aeywon briefly regretted capturing the silly moan that came out of him on the camera’s microphone, but it was impossible to hold it in. Slipping between the orca’s teeth and slowly wiggling his way along that tongue was the most comfortable he’d ever been. The warmth of that breath working over him banished the evening’s cold, and the orca slowly closing her mouth around her catch left the tiger even cozier, cradled in the slurping grasp of the hungry beast. That was when the whale [i]really[/i] started to taste him.

Everything had been fairly passive, fairly safe, allowing Aeywon to take it at his own pace. Once the orca got her mouth around her prey this time, she was much more indulgent. Far from aggressive, but still overwhelming the tiger, she kneaded, sucked, and even seemed to nibble on the cat in her jaws in the process of slurping him. Back and forth went that tongue, eventually curling between the tiger’s legs to really get the moans and groans out of Aeywon. With his phone’s light still on, he could see the back of the orca’s throat pulsing more and more rapidly on his approach, much more powerfully than before. This time it wasn’t just a tease. He could feel it.

The [i]schlip schlop[/i] of that tongue sloppily working him over only grew louder, echoing in the humid cavern all wrapped around Aeywon’s body. The tiger was avoiding that gullet at first, but it eventually got a hold of his hands and phone alike. He pointed that light right down that rippling tunnel, showing it off to all who were watching, or would watch someday. It dragged him inwards, inch by inch, sliding him smoothly along that tongue, letting him really grind his taste into the orca’s tongue. Humping, thrusting, working his hips in unstoppable infatuation, Aeywon found himself so caught up in pleasure that he was surprisingly calm about getting his head swallowed.

He could hardly believe just how squishy that flesh really was. It pulsed around his face and tucked him in, leaving him with his bare, wet paws inching past the orca’s lips. There he laid, all stretched out, arms and head already down the whale’s throat to get squeezed and kneaded on while he lingered in that position. It was the kind of experience that had him twitching from ears to tail and toes, moaning as loudly as he wanted. Nothing could bring him to care about how he sounded. He was a thrusting, dripping mess, further slathered in the thick spit that stuck to his every single stripe, and every further swallow dragging him into the flexing neck of the orca slowly eating him was one that brought him closer to another rapturous orgasm.

Aeywon had barely recovered from the first. Yet the more the danger grew, the better it felt. Grinding himself nearly numb near the back of the orca’s tongue, almost halfway swallowed, almost past that point of no return, he was thrusting as frantically as ever. He was driving towards a finish as it was, but the orca could bring him there even faster. Idly licking and slurping the whole time, that hungry creature hurried things along by really using her tongue to slurp and slather along the tiger’s half-gulped body. Dragging from the inside of his thighs, across his cock, his balls, his taint, and looping around to tease his rump, the orca licked every single spot that was sure to make the tasty cat squirm, adding a double, triple layer of thick, goopy saliva to cling and [i]splurch[/i] with Aeywon’s every movement.

That did it. With his body engulfed in hungrily flexing, clenching, dragging peristalsis, massaged down to the waist in slobber-soaked gullet, Aeywon showed his appreciation in the shower of cum that erupted from him. He went off with uncontrollable shakes passing through his entire body, moaning and even [i]mewling[/i] inside the orca’s throat. The phone captured it all, right down to the final rumbles that were almost like a purr by the time he was done painting himself and his fleshy, drooly surroundings in even more thick ropes of tiger spunk.

The tingling that settled over him when he was finally dry came with a sense of clarity he hadn’t felt since he first dipped his toes into the water. He was teetering. The sense of his gravity shifting was growing more and more apparent as he tipped over the back of the orca’s tongue. It wasn’t exactly easy to catch his puffing breath inside that gullet when it was gripping his every detail so tightly, and that contributed to a tense feeling all through him. He didn’t quite panic, but he did try his luck at pulling back from that possessive, if passive grip. The orca’s response was to scoop her tongue between her prey’s legs and use it to shove him down a little deeper.

Aeywon’s gasp came with a moment of realization. He’d gone too far. He had his chance, and he didn’t walk away. One more push, one more gulp brought him ever closer to that stomach. He could already feel the humidity hitting his face. It wasn’t going to be hospitable in there. That was a place meant for digesting meat, and he was nothing more than that if he went in. Scrambling, he found his legs slipping and sliding on the inner details of the orca’s maw he’d so admired. Nothing was stopping him from getting gulped down entirely. His doubts that it was really happening melted away a little more with every single inch of his thighs that slipped away.

Knees, shins, and then paws vanished into the depths. Aeywon filmed his descent all the way. The light flickered once he splashed down into the churning gut of the predatory animal that had just consumed him. He was left awkwardly struggling in such a way that pulled his legs down a little faster to join the rest of him. Anything was better than staying submerged under the sludge and slime that jostled and churned there. He pulled himself up to a seated position, all tucked away in the slowly pulsing darkness, and took a seated position with his knees pulled close to his chest to shine his light around.

It wasn’t nearly as bad as he’d feared. The chamber he found himself tucked away in was a soft, fleshy place with no sign of digestive juices or leftover food. It simply held onto him for a time, slowly pulsing along with the steady beat of the orca’s heart. There wasn’t much to see, but he kept on filming nonetheless. From his first few gasps, there was air, and there was space to breathe. At least until those walls started squeezing.

A clenching, almost crushing grip around his naked body left Aeywon gasping out in alarm, though not pain. He was being compressed so tightly he could barely breathe between flexes of those walls, feeling almost as if he was being chewed on, or at least nibbled, without any damage being done. Maybe the orca was taking it easy on him, if she so much as considered such things. He pushed back against the walls as they worked on him, only to regret it when he felt his arms dangerously buckling under the pressure. He was just going to have to do his best to relax while he got softened up by the orca’s belly - all while a faint memory of something he’d learned about whale anatomy, and the concept of a [i]forebelly[/i] tickled at the back of his mind.

Once he’d been thoroughly kneaded by those powerful inner walls, he found his gravity shifting once more. Something opened up beneath him and started tugging, folding him in half in the process of dragging him down. He flailed and struggled simply as an instinctual reaction, finding himself briefly enveloped in another passage that worked just like the orca’s throat. Down he went, with the air growing all the hotter and wetter around him, slightly choking him once he truly got lungful of the inside of the whale’s proper stomach. That had just been a little prelude. Now he was all wrapped up in what was most definitely the predator’s digestive chamber.

Nobody had managed to film the inside of the orca yet. Maybe he wouldn’t have been so dangerously obsessed with the idea if he knew what it was like inside the huge aquatic mammal. His horror at the whole situation was on pause while he simply observed his surroundings. The walls pumped and tensed, flexing around him. He listened to the steady beat of the orca’s powerful heart, and the slow draw of breath that made those lungs inflate enough to crowd him in that stretched gut. Most of all, he saw the sloppy, slimy contents that were the orca’s previous meals. Those videos he’d been watching meant he had a pretty good idea of who those bones had belonged to.

His captivity came with a sense of swinging side to side. The orca was moving. There was only one place to go from the shore. Aeywon’s chance of escape was rapidly dwindling as the predator took him out to sea, out somewhere where he couldn’t have possibly swam to safety even if he got spat out right that second. He had one last chance. His phone was still functioning. Ending the recording, he instead swapped to his contacts and tapped on the first name he saw - that of his college friend, the same one who had encouraged him to go out there in the first place, intentionally or not.

She didn’t pick up. He waited for the rings to stop, and then babbled into the voicemail.

“I don’t have much time, he’s taking me - “

[i]Beep.[/i]

The call disconnected before he could get anything more out. Whether any of that actually made it to her, he didn’t know. He was out too far to swim, and his signal was gone. That phone was nothing more than a flashlight of his own impending demise. He sloshed and sludged around in the goopy chyme, the acidic slush of former people that the orca had digested and was in the process of absorbing. What should have been sheer panic was turning to something else. The air was getting thinner. His head was spinning again. With that ever-so-gradual suffocation came his arousal once more.

As much as Aeywon was drained, as hard as the whole process had already made him cum so hard, twice, he was stiff again. He glanced down, and at his surroundings. As much as he knew he was being slowly digested alive by the orca who paid him little to no mind in there, he didn’t feel it yet. Turning an entire person into nutrients was no doubt a slow process. He had time. The slimy, flexing walls squeezed but didn’t quite crush him. The air was caustic and it was difficult to sustain himself in there, but he wasn’t about to pass out without enjoying his foolish fantasy come to life at last.

Laying back as much as he could without submerging himself through the muck and bones, he found himself immersed up to his neck in the hot bath of former mouth-lovers like him. There were bits of their fur, and maybe scales or feathers, but it was hard to tell. The bones were more obvious. Those definitely didn’t belong to fish. Those were people, and his were going to join them, to be slowly pockmarked and softened with all the others. It was exactly that kind of thought that got him jerking himself off nice and hard, one last time.

The more he stroked, the more he panted, which meant his air was getting thinner. His chest was starting to ache after several minutes straight of frantic, if fatigued self-pleasure. As hard as he was, he couldn’t quite milk a load out of that rigid shaft when he’d so recently released so much. That didn’t stop him from trying. He huffed and heaved, trying to fill his lungs with air that was growing increasingly acidic in that inhospitable chamber. That wasn’t a place meant for life. Every wet rub up and down his submerged cock was on borrowed time.

His arms were getting weaker. There just wasn’t enough air to sustain such an exertion. The walls felt like they were closing in, maybe clenching up tighter, threatening to snap something if he wasn’t careful. The mess of digesting food and hollowed bones pressed up closer to him. He could barely keep his head above the churning slop any longer. Yet even choking, wheezing, gasping for air that he couldn’t find, he kept rubbing. A little longer, a little harder, and it was all worth it.

Aeywon fell back as soon as his release hit. The ecstasy hit him all the harder with suffocation overtaking him. He slumped under the surface and started drowning, all while shooting ropes of cum that never seemed to cease. The poor tiger never even got to feel the last tingles of his orgasm before he was a twitching, lifeless mass of meat deep inside the orca. His limbs convulsed their final nerve impulses, and then that eager cat fell limp inside the belly of the beast who’d carried him out to sea.

Somewhere deep beneath the waves, the gurgling commenced. Aeywon had gone all the way, and he was going to be digested somewhere far off the shore. Yet even as he churned away, slowly, softly, that video was already out there somewhere. Someone was going to find it, and add it to the collection with all the others. Someone was going to watch the tiger’s descent into the gurgling darkness and pay a visit to that very beach, some other night. The only thanks Aeywon was going to get for doing such a good job of advertising for the orca was the gradual [i]glorping[/i] working to claim every last bit of his motionless body.