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Noah pressed his face and body against Dart's outrageously swollen belly. What once had been a firm, mostly flat torso had blown up almost cartoonishly to contain it's first real conquest: Andrew. He wrapped his arms around the strained, soft form and hugged it, eliciting a strong shake from it and a fresh outburst of incomprehensible cries from within. His new fox friend had already proven himself inside Titus, and he still had plenty of fight left in him, apparently.

"Holy fuck, man," Dart groaned, wrapping his own arms over Noah's. He squeezed his belly firmly, which only seemed to make it wiggle more. "He's so squirmy... And I've got the biggest burp coming-"

"Don't!" Titus chided from behind Noah. "They stop struggling sooner if you do."

Despite the second-hand euphoria from Dart's vorrific afterglow, Noah still shivered at the blatant objectification of himself and Andrew.

"_They" are _prey.

Dart then hefted himself up, knocking Noah from his reverie and gave himself another look over as a sigh of exhaustion escape his lips. "Damn, this vore thing is no joke! I'm gonna pop a squat on your bed, Titus." He said this as he took the few steps to the gator's mattress and dropped himself unceremoniously upon it. He wasn't asking permission, just informing. He stretched out diagonally across the massive bed, leaving his head closest to his friends.

Noah had righted himself and begun to move towards him, but Titus reached out and wrapped his big, scaly hand over Noah's shoulder, halting his movement.

"And just where do you think you're going?" he asked in a deep chuckle. "We have some unfinished business."

The human, small by comparison but tall in his own species' right, looked over his shoulder and found the gator's eyes looming above him. The massive predator's face was friendly, but those eyes couldn't hide his voracious appetite. His gut, still enormous even without two eager meals inside of it, hadn't made a sound during Dart and Blue's competition, but at this moment it groaned in a low rumble, reminding Noah that it hadn't been satisfied even after consuming Andrew, that it needed him too. And of course, pushing firmly upwards from beneath his gut was Titus' fearsome cock. It wasn't quite at full mast, but it was intimidating nonetheless. Both Titus and Noah had gotten thoroughly turned on while Dart had crammed the fox into his mouth, and Titus was not known for letting his arousal go unsatisfied.

Blue interruped before the gator could make another move.

"Titus," he said calmly, closing the distance between them in a brief stride. "Have you got no etiquette left at all?"

The blue-grey shark was not quite the giant that Titus was, but he was still one next to Noah, now even more dwarfed between the two preds.

Blue's lighter toned front seemed to accentuate his round gut. Noah hadn't had the opportunity to observe it properly, but now saw that it appeared quite soft. Although the shark's shoulders, arms and chest were just as thick and impressive as Titus', his entire form was smoothed and rounded by a soft padding. Where Dart had more the look of an athlete, Blue had more of a dad bod going on, on top of being a taller, broader anthro than his friend. And his belly... definitetly looked like it could hold its prey comfortably. It was very inviting.

At the remark, Titus' grip on the human slackened. Although he was indeed an awesome predator, he was caught off guard as his hosting duties were called into question. After all, it was he who had invited the two sharks to his unit, even if he had fully intended to have eaten his previous guests already. He began to stammer a reply but was interrupted.

"I'm sure you're famished, after the way you greeted us," Blue said, reaching out to place his hand on the gator's arm, the one still holding tentatively onto Noah's shoulder. When he and Dart had arrived, Noah's feet were dangling just outside the gator's lips, twitching in mid-vore extacy and almost entirely eaten. "But I'm sure you wouldn't feed Dart and leave me eithout my own meal?" He slid his hand downwards, feeling over the scaled bicep and beefy forearm before coming to a rest on top of his hand, pressing gently.

"O-of course not," Titus uttered, something akin to embarassment etching at the contours of his face. His hand loosened completely, drawing back slightly.

"Of course not," Blue confirmed. His voice was deep but gentle. The ferocious beast Noah had been introduced to clearly had much grace and manners. He tilted his head smoothly towards the bed. "He might act like a hungry hippo, but Dart gives excellent head."

In his state, Titus was taken by a bit of surprise. Realisation swept over him and his eyes shifted towards the other shark sprawled over his mattress, groping at his newfound girth. "Oh really..." Titus trailed off, pulling away with new distraction, allowing Blue's hand to drop directly onto Noah's shoulder, thumb resting on his clavicle. The gator lumbered to the bed and found renewed fascination in his friend's struggling gut.

Noah turned his attention to Blue and found the shark's warm gaze already pressing firmly over him. Being the hulking figure that he was, Blue was naturally intimidating, but his soft features and gentlemanly manners curiously offset his more predatory features. Standing upright, the top of Blue's belly was nearly a foot over Noah's head, forcing him to look downwards onto the smaller human. He squeezed his hand over Noah's shoulder, allowing his thumb to trace upwards around the base of his neck.

"That leaves just you and me, little one," he said with a disarmingly honest grin.

Noah bristled playfully at the nick name. "You know," he retorted, "as humans go I'm actually pretty big."

Blue laughed at this, but it was a polite laugh, crafted specially to curb the humour the shark found in the truth of it. He then gestured with his free hand up and down his side, arcing slightly around his midsection. "Just look at me, little one," he said with a smile. "Next to me, you are quite a little thing, are you not?"

Noah followed the motion and found his eyes settling once again on Blue's belly.

The shark noticed this and placed his other hand on Noah's remaining shoulder. This caused Noah to tear his eyes upwards into Blue's eyes again. There was something changing behind his eyes - it wasn't the ravenous hunger that he had seen on Dart's face, or the one he had come to know well when Titus looked at him, and it wasn't quite lust either. After pounding his load into Andrew's guts, Blue's sexual appetite had largely been satiated.

But there was still something inscrutable there.

"I suppose so..." Noah replied, finding himself a bit lost in his new friend's eyes.

Blue's eyes flicked briefly downards, confirming that he had seen Noah's gaze. "Do you like what you see, little one?"

Noah gulped, allowing his eyes to shift back to where Blue had gestured: his round belly. He nodded absently, unfamiliar with the shark's approach.

Blue slid one hand down from Noah's shoulder and softly grabbed his hand and pulled it onto his smooth belly, pressing it down slightly. His movement was tender, almost loving. "Feel me," he said with a hint of seduction.

With this encouragement, Noah reached out with his other hand and squeezed them onto Blue's belly. It was so soft, and yet he could feel the firm resolve of an apex predator beneath it. Blue was not out of shape in the slightest; he was just built big.

Feeling the human's hands upon him, Blue cooed softly and brought his hand back to Noah's form, rubbing over his hair and the back of his head while his other hand caressed his shoulder and neck. The two explored each other's bodies quietly, Noah's hands roaming over Blue's midsection and sides while Blue squeezed gently wherever his hands moved to. Slowly but steadily, Blue pulled the smaller human closer towards himself until there was barely an inch between them. He smiled contentedly as he looked back down at Noah's entertainment.

Then, without pulling him closer, Blue thrust his gut forwards slightly, briefly pressing it against Noah's body. Sighs escaped both their mouths: Noah's in delighted surprise and Blue's in proud anticipation. "Yes, I'll bet you'd fit quite nicely inside me," he said. "Would you like that?"

Noah forced himself to look back up into the shark's eyes. They were still warm and kind, but that something in them was burning more fiercely. It was so comforting that the human found himself barely able to utter, "y-yeah..."

Blue wrapped his hands tightly over Noah's body, one still on his shoulder and the other gripping the back of his neck. Then he thrust his belly forwards again, this time holding it onto the human's frame for a couple seconds before easing back again. "Tell me that you want it." His voice was still warm, but it dropped into a firmer note for this.

Out of a growing sense of subservience, Noah answered. "I want to be inside of you." He looked back up to Blue's face. "I want you to eat me."

"And I'm going to," Blue said, pressing Noah onto him again, rubbing his hands over the human's body but keeping him pressed firmly against his belly. "I'm going to shove you down my throat, and you're going to be my meal."

In a quick, fluid motion, Blue scooped Noah up and held him against his chest, pressing the human's face between his meaty pecs while the rest of him pressed onto his rotund figure. He moved calmly to the bed and found a spot for him to sit, holding Noah like a ragdoll as he got himself comfortable around his thick tail. Beside them, Titus was giving Dart a belly rub, snickering with delight whenever the stretched form lurched in one direction or another. Dart, meanwhile, squirmed and flexed on the bed in response to the stiimulus, both from Titus' caressing hands and the frenzied fox inside of him.

Blue smirked at the sight, before returning his attention to Noah. "I was keen on eating that fox friend of yours, but I've got to admit, up close you look real tasty too." He licked his lips at this, briefly displaying his teeth; there was no menace in this movement, but it held meaning nonetheless.

Noah, still held fast in the shark's embrace, tilted his head up, but could see no further than Blue's thick throat. He watched as it stretched ever so slightly as Blue swallowed, the faintest noise from it just audible from his vantage point against it. He tried to think of a response, but was generally overwhelmed with the tender moment - and still rather aroused.

Blue shifted his grip and lifted the human into a seated position on his lap, facing him, then ran his large hands up the man's sides, grabbing his arms in the process. The shark's gaze was intent on the limbs in his hands; he then shifted his grip to hold him by his wrists and brought Noah's hands up to his face. Noah found himself straddling Blue's lap with his front pressed against that smooth belly once again. Blue continued to eye the hands before his face, then wetted one with a tentative lick. He licked his chops for a moment, pondering the flavour, before suddenly darting forward and clamping them both in his mouth.

Noah gasped, his cock pressing hard into the predator's gut, as he felt Blue's lips pressing over the base of his hands. The powerful tongue inside lapped greedily at his fingers, quickly drenching them in saliva. The human flexed his fingers against the mighty muscle, then playfully tried to grab at it.

When Blue noticed this, he chuckled lightly before relaxing his grip on Noah's wrists and slurping hard on the hands. This motion sucked the hands quickly inwards to the back of his tongue and drew Noah's arms in just past his elbows. This began to pull the human up, dragging his face over Blue's chest until his head came to rest under the shark's chin. Blue shifted his hands to Noah's torso to support the lift, but held firm there. His giant hands nearly wrapped all the way around the human's ribcage, but despite his firm hold, he was still gentle.

Both predator and prey shuddered. Noah had only ever been vored so tenderly by his boyfriend Makaio, and Blue had never attempted to literally eat someone before...

...and he was loving it.

The great shark mmm'd loudly as he sucked at Noah's arms like curiously-shaped hard candies. Although his mouth was sealed, he kept his teeth safely away from the human's delicate flesh. He pushed his tongue eagerly around Noah's forearms, shifting them over and under as he explored the new sensation of a live meal. His tail thumped against the bed and he squeezed his grip with an intensity that showed how much he was enoying himself but also how easily he could crush Noah if he were so inclined.

A deep sigh escaped Blue's lips, and in that moment Noah grabbed the sides of his tongue; it was impossible to hold the wet muscle with any kind of surety, but any shifting that far back into the shark's mouth would only result in Noah's hands running up or down the sides.

As if it were taken as a sign to continue, Blue lifted Noah up in his hands until they were face to face with his prey's legs straddling his belly. When their eyes met, Blue smiled wryly and slurped a little bit more of Noah's arms in, wrapping his lips around the man's biceps. "Oh, he'wo, 'unch," he said, slurring his words around his mouthful of food. He sighed deeply once again and hot air issued across the human's face.

Noah barely had a second to blush before the shark's mouth opened wide and he was shoved face-first into the gaping maw. His vision was shrouded instantly in darkness as Blue's lips fastened themselves around his armpits and neck, forcing his face down hard onto that spongy, wet tongue. He wriggled his arms around, but his elbows were pinned in by thick cheeks and his hands were already sliding down into the shark's throat. Outside, he could feel Blue's eager hands squeezing around his chest while his legs twisted around in pleasure.

Blue's tongue ravished Noah's face, exploring it wildly while sucking gently. He eyes rolled back in delight as he savoured the human wriggling in his mouth. He gulped loudly, sliding his lips around the man's neck before pulling him back out until only Noah's hands remained in his mouth. Blue groaned deeply, utterly overhwlemed by how much he was enjoying himself.

Noah watched this with a strange satisfaction, glad that he was proving to be a delicious meal for his predator. His hair, like the rest of his head and arms, was soaked in saliva, but this was far from his first time being eaten alive. "Do I taste good, Blue?" he asked meekly. "Am I making you hungry?"

Blue's eyes locked onto Noah's, blazing with that increasing intensity the human had noticed before. Not quite lust, but not hunger either... but it was definitely carnal in nature. As he registered what had been said, he became incensed, brimming with energy as he repled, "Gods, yes! I can't wait to shove you down my throat!"

Before Noah could egg him on any further, a grunt from beside them pulled their attention back to Titus and Dart.

Although Titus was still massaging Dart's lively midsection, he had slowly shifted himself off of the bed and was leaning over the smaller shark's head; now his cock had swollen back to its frightening full length and was bumping at Dart's lips. The gator grunted again as he thrust his hips at the stuffed predator's face, trying to get himself in while still being thoroughly engrossed in what remained of Andrew.

Dart quickly resolved this by twisting his head until the tip of the gator's cock found his mouth, and before he could come to grips with the massive cock, Titus humped forwards again and quickly shoved the first third of it into Dart's mouth. The brown shark coughed and spasmed at the onslaught, but when he tried to shift his position, Titus reached down and held firm against the back of Dart's head, locking him firmly into place as he prepared for another thrust.

The next one was a bit gentler, but as half of his cock disappeared into Dart's strained mouth, the shark began to moan - something between extacy and alarm. The shark was much larger than the other anthros Noah had seen Titus dominate, but there was no way around the fact that his cock was simply outrageously large. Even though Dart had just shoved an entire person down his gullet, his current state found him relinquishing the control he had been able to exert - but he was doing his darndest!

Titus pulled his hips back slightly, and then as Dart managed to inhale through his flared nostrils, he shoved even harder back in, cramming almost all of the mammoth dick into the shark's throat.

"Fuck yeah," the gator growled, removing his hand from Dart's head and returning it to the swollen belly before him. A low rumble emerged from Titus' throat as he bucked forwards again, his crotch pressing firmly against the shark's snouth. "You're such a good pred, eating this all up."

Dart moaned in acquiescence, unable to vocalise any further. Instead, he reached his hands out and wrapped them behind the gator's meaty thighs, bravely attempting to push more of Titus into his mouth.

"Oh, yeah?" Titus asked seductively. He ground his hips around Dart's face, squeezing in at regular intervals but keeping almost all of his cock trapped inside the shark's throat. "You're a fucking insatiable pred, aren't you?" His tail swished in delight behind him, slding over the floor behind him. He leaned further onto the shark and hugged at his belly, then pulled out several inches before thrusting back in.

The only response he got was another long moan as the gator began to roughly fuck Dart's face and throat.

Blue chuckled, recapturing Noah's attention, drawing his gaze towards the larger shark's grey eyes. "I knew that would keep him busy."

Emboldened by Titus' actions, Noah reached out and placed his hands on Blue's jaws. The larger shark was still holding him at eye level and showed no signs of fatigue. His thick arms were packed with muscle and betrayed no sense of exertion. Noah looked into his eyes as his hands caressed Blue's jawline and cheeks, marvelling at their smoothness. He then leaned in and pressed his face against Blue's lips; he might have tried to kiss the aquatic predator, but their size difference made it rather nonsensical, so he settled with rubbing his face against the shark's lips, shivering slightly as Blue's exhalations doused him in warm air.

Blue smiled, pleased at the attention. His lips began to part as if to lick Noah's face, but he opted instead to press the human's head back into his much, sealing his chops around Noah's neck. He tongued all over his face, sucking fondly at his man-sized lollipop while his prey hugged warmly around the voracious mouth. The shark groaned, sending vibrations through Noah's body and adding to the cacophony of squelches and slurps that filled his ears. Noah's own cock was almost painfully hard, quite nearly overwhelmed by the sensual feeding.

They held each other like that for several moments, caressing each other mid-vore and getting totally lost in their own pleasure.

Eventually Blue pulled Noah back out and attempted to plant a wet smooch on his face, nearly pulling the human's head back into his mouth in the process. He held Noah firmly, looking deep into his blue eyes with tenderness, but his attention was pulled away by the noises beside them.

Dart was as close to wailing as a person could get while simultaneously being impaled by Titus' massive cock. Titus was going particularly rough; he was still hugging the smaller shark's belly, but his eyes were now closed as he rutted deep into Dart's gullet. Knowing just how long that massive cock was, it was quite possible that it was not far from the entrance to Dart's guts.

Titus growled loudly in the throes of his passion. "FUCK, I haven't had throat like this in such a long time-rraagh!"

Beneath him, Dart slapped at the back of his thighs, egging the gator on.

"You fucking slut," Titus said. "You still got room for some more in there for me?"

Dart moaned even louder, his jaws pressed open as wide as he could to accomodate the oral assault.

Titus' thrusts became notably longer and harder, holding himself in as deep as he could get for a second or two before quickly pulling back and slamming back against Dart's face. He slapped his tail hard twice on the floor and said, "Take my seed then, you thirsty pred!" He parted his jaws and released a deafening roar; he didn't stop his thrusting, but it became wildly erratic as he apparently began to unload his orgasm down Dart's gullet.

Noah was now quite familiar with the gator's propensity to produce ridiculously copious loads and looked to the shark's belly. What he could see around Titus' embrace confirmed the dim outlines of Andrew's devoured body, and that quickly began to thrash with renewed vigour as the fox anthro began to get showered in gator jizz. As Titus' roar died down, the quiet made apparent the particularly loud cries from within Dart's belly.

Thrust after thrust, Titus continued to pound his load into Dart's guts until the fox features began to disappear into a further swelling that Titus was known for making. Given Dart's size, it wasn't anything nearly as disproportionate as what Titus had done to Andrew earlier, but that there was any noticeable change at all was still impressive on such a large anthro.

As the gator's orgasm began to die down, his wits seemed to return to him and he pulled himself back into a standing position and carefully yanked his spent member out of Dart's mouth.

The shark had his lips free for barely a moment before his belly rumbled and he unleased a brilliantly loud burp, droplets of gator spunk spattering out from and around his lips. "Gods!" he exclaimed, hugging his extended girth tenderly. "What the fuck, Titus, that was insane!" He then let out a loud groan as he gripped even harder around his gut. "Oh shit, I wasn't going to do that, do you thi-"

He stopped mid-sentence as his belly gave a good thrash. What once might have been paw prints pushing out against their confines were now just rounded protrusions in a gut full of fox and jizz.

Noah felt a brief moment of alarm and scrambled out of Blue's grasp and leapt to Dart's side. He wrapped his arms around the smaller shark's belly and pressed his face up against its skin. Like the other shark's, Blue's was particularly soft, but the feeling of fox underneath was blurred by an unreasonable amount of gator cum. It thrashed once again with just as much strength, and the human could still hear Andrew's cries from inside, albeit severely dampened. Noah looked back towards Titus with some concern. "He's not going to drown, is he?"

Titus chuckled darkly, a mischeivous grin on his face. "Don't you worry, little morsel, I've never successfully drowned prey in cum before." He paused for a moment. "That would be fucking hot, though..."

The bed creaked, and suddenly Noah found himself being pressed harder against Dart's belly, Blue's strong hands firmly against his head and upper back. The larger shark's head leaned in just behind him and uttered, "You feel that? That squirming meal inside my friend? That's going to be you, inside me."

The force on Noah's back shifted and Blue's hands retreated. Another cry and a jostle from Andrew captured Noah's attention for a second, but then he gasped as he felt Blue's mouth engulf one of his feet. Twisting himself away from the paniced remains of his fox friend, he rolled himself over to see Blue's grey eyes boring into him again, a look of determination on his face. As Noah twisted his free leg around, Blue grabbed his ankle and quickly shoved the foot into his mouth alongside the other.

The large shark lapped at Noah's feet, thoroughly enjoying the wiggling digits on his tongue. This elicited a stifled laugh from Noah - it appeared he had a ticklish spot. Blue guffawed with his mouth ful, smiling as he realised the effect he was having on his prey.

His laugh grabbed Dart's attention, who, despite his ravished mouth and swollen gut, managed to push himself into a sitting position, propping Noah up against his still-thrashing belly. Maybe Andrew had heard his laugh too, or maybe he just acknowledged the change in his position, but the tone of his cries seemed to become a bit indignant. Undeterred, Dart placed his hands on Noah's shoulders and looked on at the crouched figure of his friend on the bed. "Yeah Blue, get yours dude. You're gonna fuckin' love it."

Blue sighed heavily through his nostrils, blowing hot air up Noah's thighs and over his raging erection. His meal pulled feebly at his legs, but the shark held fast and grabbed onto the human's calves. Their eyes were still locked onto each other's, and Noah could see that Blue wasn't just tasting him now - he was going to get properly devoured.

As if he could read the human's mind, Blue managed to say around Noah's feet, "You're mine now." He opened his jaws wide and lunged forwards, shoveling the human's soft legs into his maw.

Noah's feet began to point down into the back of Blue's gullet, but he hardly noticed around the shark's probing tongue. It washed around his lower legs, stimulating his skin and sending a wave of goosebumps up his thighs. Blue squeezed his jaws lightly, applying pressure around Noah's knees, feeling the sensation of a living person in his mouth. His eyes rolled back slightly in pleasure before returning to barrel down into Noah's eyes.

And there was that look again, burning behind his eyes even more overtly now. As the shark's tongue caressed his calves and his hands settled on Noah's lower thigns, a flash of realisation jolted through the human. It wasn't lust, and it _wasn't _hunger in Blue's eyes...

It was love.

Not an interpersonal, emotional love, but the love of a newfound passion that filled his being with satisfaction, like a soon-to-be athlete discovering they had a natural talent for a sport they adored. But this new "sport" was also scratching at an itch Blue had never had the name to. To the soft, gentlemanly anthro that he was, acting on his predatory genetic ancestry had never occured to him before befriending Titus, but after seeing how much Andrew had begged to get eaten, and now seeing the look of complete understanding in Noah's face, he knew he had found his new love in life: voring prey.

Almost forgotten, Titus now eased himself onto the bed next to the two predators, drooling lightly at the vorrific sight unfolding before him. He surely wanted to wrestle Noah out of Blue's jaws and into his own, but he restrained himself and sat a very slight distance away to allow his friend to enjoy his meal. His sexual appetite had finally been sated, but he remained semi-hard as the feeding before him progressed.

Rather than yanking him away from Dart, Blue held Noah's thighs firmly and inched himself forward, continuing to push the human into his mouth. He got halfway up the thighs before clamping down again to breathe. Noah's feet had slipped well down his throat, and he seemed surprised with himself for not finding it a struggle to accomodate his live meal. Slowly, he began to raise himself into a crouch, carefully easing the human's form up with him. He readjusted his grip to hold onto Noah's waist, grasping willing prey tightly as he struggled to contain his excitement. Dart still held fast onto Noah's shoulders, keeping him pressed against the weakening struggles inside his own belly.

The squeeze from Blue's throat on Noah's legs was tight, but it was a warm, wet embrace, aching to consume him and fulfill its destiny as a true pred. The human reached his hands out and fondled the shark's face and bulging cheeks, eyes still locked into place. Blue's breathing was getting heavier, and his hot breath was stimulating Noah's crotch even more. "That's right, big guy," he said with a smile, "I'm all yours now. Eat me right up."

Dart's belly lurched forwards once again, bumping against Noah's back and pressing him ever so slightly further into Blue's gullet. The sudden movement pushed a final, loud belch from the brown shark's lips, Dart rubbed the uneated half of Noah hard against his belly as it quivered all over before lapsing into a dull twitching. "Fuck, that is one feisty fox," he groaned in amazement. "I hope your meal is as good as mine."

Somehow still able to present a smile, Blue did so before cramming Noah's entire waist into his mouth. The human gasped as Blue's tongue quickly ran between his legs and over his cock. The effect was immediate. An already rock hard cock was now being teased by an enormous, hungry tongue, intent on making sure its meal was thoroughly satisfied with the voring.

Noah stared hard into those big, grey eyes as Blue's determined licking intensified. In moments he was gasping, rubbing his hands over the sides of Blue's face as the hulking predator took "oral" to a whole new level. His hunger was becoming even more evident, halfway done his meal as he was.

"Fuck," Noah gasped. "You- you-" he paused as his eyes clenched in pleasure, hurtling towards orgasm at an astounding pace.

"Mhmm?" Blue pressed, no longer able to form words around his meal.

Noah leaned his face closer to the shark's eyes just past his waist, eager to egg his predator on with the end so near. "Swallow me whole, you big, fucking predator."

Incensed, Blue grabbed Noah's shoulder from behind, wrenching him from Dart's grasp as he greedily shoved the human down his throat, clamping his jaws firmly aroundthe human's chest. His teeth now grazed Noah's skin, but not enough to break it. He gulped deeply, holding his meal in place as his throat wraped tightly around his meal's waist, and more importantly, his cock. Noah's chest was halfway inside that fierce maw of Blue's, and his breathing had become restricted as he was squished into the impossibly tight space, but that same pressure sqeezed as his cock until a powerful orgasm began to rock his entire body. Noah moaned loudly, gasping between short breaths. He could still see Blue's eyes, but it was at a tilted back angle now, which made the shark look more menacing than before.

Blue only paused for a moment at the initial spasms of his prey's orgasm before cramming even more of the huma into his maw, sealing his lips aroud Noah's neck and shoulders.

Noah gasped and groaned as Blue's tongue continued to caress him, wiping hungrily across his back as his convulsing midsection began to slip down into the shark's throat, milking out the remainder of his load on the way. All he could see now was the ceiling and Blue's lips which were plenty wet with drool. The hulking predator gulped loudly over his meal again, holding him still in place as his mouth and throat squeezed and massaged the human's writhing body.

"Fuck yeah dude, look at you go!" Dart was obviously impressed. He leaned in towards his friend and licked up Noah's right arm. "Gods, he tastes good too!" Unable to control himself, he quickly grabbed the arm in his mouth and let it slide back in as far as it would go, sucking at it eagerly. He mrr'd loudly, which apparently emboldened Titus to get involved as well, who chomped down equally on Noah's other arm.

Three mouths now all slurped hungrily at Noah's body, only his head remaining uneaten, but trapped firmly between three sets of lips. He cried out weakly as the remains of his extacy washed over him like the three predators' tongues. Although he had taken to vore like a fish to water, he had never imagined being able to satisfy three giant preds at once. It was a warm, spongy embrace at every angle before he felt the lips around his neck loosen and another long gulp travel up his body. With that, he sank deeper into Blue's wet mouth and watched in delight as the ravenous jaws closed with finality over his head.

His breathing was even more constricted now as his chest was fully trapped in Blue's throat now. He still twitched in pleasure as the remains of his orgasm subsided, and his hands and forearms were still being sucked at by Titus and Dart. Blue's mouth was all he could hear now - it was loud and wet as the back of his head was got fondled by the strong tongue that supported it, and it was a struggle to inhale anything other than shark saliva. Perhaps sensing the restricted movement, Blue wasted no time in gulping loudly again, pulling everything but Noah's arms into his throat.

Dart released his grip from all that was leftover, Noah's twitching hand, and while Titus still held firm on the other, Noah could make out loud exclamations of celebration from Dart. The words were unclear, but the tone was unmistakable: it was triumph. Blue mrr'd deeply again, sending vibrations across every inch of Noah's body before he swallowed hard again, sending the remains of his meal careening down his throat and dropping soundly into his gut.

Coming in feet-first, Noah was pressed immediately into a foetal position, the walls of Blue's stomach pressing warmly at every inch of his body. He could still make out muffled voices from beyond, but they meant nothing anymore, not over the sound of the predator's heartbeat thumping loudly next to his head. A long, shuddering sigh escaped his lips as he felt hands pressing at him from every angle, cushioned by Blue's soft curves and belly. Arms that had to be Blue's squeezed him tighter into his confines, embracing his meal lovingly as overwhelming satiation washed over the satisfied pred.

Blue spoke, and that tender, gentle voice reverberated around Noah like an omnipresent god. "That is one hell of a meal, Titus." He paused as the stomach walls around Noah contracted briefly, stifling a burp. He sighed deeply. "How long can I keep him?"

There was a break where Noah strained to hear the gator's response, but all he could make out was the gurgling of Blue's insides gripping at their new meal. Then the entirety of his confines wobbled with a laugh, almost disorienting him with the force of the shaking.

"Oh yeah, we're going to be here for a while."

Reading break wasn't going to be so bad after all.