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A nightclub shimmered brightly in the moon kissed night. One of the many buildings within a bustling city. Amongst the mundane there was a rather fateful encounter happening within this club.

Amongst critters of many shapes and sizes was a lemur lingering by his lonesome at a table. His finger twisted and twirled the straw in his drink. Idly staring into the drink as music blared into his ears. A booming sound: THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! It silenced out the sound of his heart, yet his heart ached for company all the same. His black fur blended in with the shadows of the dancing lights.

A deep dark shade veiled his dejected expression. His yellow shirt was equally dimmed in the darkness. A sharp buzz pinged his ears as they flicked. The lemur’s hands were shaking. His breathing grew heavy. He pulled out his smartphone, illuminating the white fur on his face. That blue-eyed lemur looked into the blue glow.

It was empty, not a single notification. No matter how hard he searched it was a long list of contacts some he hadn’t spoken to in months. All of the sound swirled into a slurry of sludge as it nested into his twisting stomach. That lemur clutched his head tightly. “What was I really expecting of you anyway?” His snarling words were hushed by the obnoxious music.

Sighing he stood up. “What a waste of time. I knew this scene wasn't for me. I waited for you and yet…” The lemur’s eyes shifted about and didn’t see a soul that matched who was on his smartphone. He flicked through the text messages once more and grimaced. “You've probably already forgotten.” He muttered.

The lemur headed towards the door, looking down at the ground. That lemur bumped into a massive figure. “Oop! Sorry about that! I really should've looked where I was going.” His words fumbled out one after the other. A puddle of phrases blurred from his clumsy mistake.

“Oh hey handsome! No trouble at all. You look a little green and a bit blue, what's the matter?” The blue raccoon moved back a bit. Adjusting his glasses to get a better look at the big lemur. A warm glow shined down on the raccoon’s fishnet shirt and tight daisy dukes.

“Why do you care? I'm just a stranger. It doesn't matter anyway, I was on my way out.” The lemur looked up toward the raccoon. Those green eyes met his gaze, and a gasp escaped him. “Wait a minute? Aren't you the dancer of this place!?”

“Bingo mister green lemur! I'm Tus, pleasure to meet you. As for your stranger comment. What is a stranger other than a friend you haven’t met yet? So perhaps we don't need to be so strange to each other.” Tus held out his hand. Kol stood there stunned for a moment as if a spotlight shimmered down on him. The lemur grabbed that hand and shook it.

“I'm Kol, the pleasure is all mine. I am always terrible with names and faces, it didn't click till I saw those eyes of yours. Seeing clips of you online, I thought I’d never get the chance to see you. Like you were a far away dream outside my grasp. Now I get to see it in person. Hah, I'd say pinch me but I can feel your lovely coat of fur.” Kol puffs his breath. Almost awestruck at such a chance meeting. “Now the reason I was so glum. Some jackass stood me up. I imagine you’ll be far better company, if you'll have me, handsome.”

Tus licked his lips and smirked. “Oh I will gladly have you. I'd love to savor this night with you. After all, you have such a nice body.” Kol’s face practically shifted to that of a tomato.

“And here I thought I was the dangerously flirty one!” The lemur stammered. “Would you uh, like to go somewhere a little more private? Ya know, I can enjoy your company even more?” His tail thrashed wildly, ears flattening. Tus traced a finger across the lemur’s cheek before squishing his fur. A deep churr rumbled from the big bellied critter.

“Oh I could just gobble you up. What a delicious expression that is! Mmm, absolutely, I have access to a V.I.P. room after all. I couldn't think of anyone more fitting right now than you, cutie.” An almost purring like sound carried itself in the raccoon’s tone. He curled a finger to follow as he maneuvered through the club.

Kol quickly followed the scantily clad raccoon. Unable to keep his eyes off that fat ass. Eventually the two entered the V.I.P. room.

It was an impressively spacious area. Dresser, a shelf filled to the brim with bottles, a shower, and various other miscellaneous amenities. Kol looked around the room, jaw mildly agape. “A-are you sure it's okay for some nobody to be around here?”

Tus looked at him sternly. The raccoon put his hands on his hips. “Who’s the nobody here? All I see is myself and a handsome lemur.” A deep churr rumbled as he took off the fishnet shirt he wore. “Get yourself comfortable, I'd like to see you in my shower.”

Kol huffed and nodded, taking off his own shirt. That big belly wobbled back and forth. It jiggled for a short moment until Kol was shirtless. “You think I am THAT alluring? I don't frankly know what to say.” He started awkwardly shuffling off his pants.

“You have no idea, big guy. Bet you've taken out plenty with that big belly of yours too. Don't be shy to admit it, plenty have seen me do the same on stage. It feels good, doesn't it?” The now naked raccoon stood in front of the lemur. Tus rubbed over Kol’s face. Feeling him so tenderly.

“Y-you do? It does, I remember writing about it a few times. How long they churned and struggled. The best feeling is uh…when they go still. It's nice to meet a fellow pred.” Kol stripped off the last of his clothes. “I am ready to shower with you, handsome.”

“Mmm wonderful.” Tus's thick cock throbbed as he headed towards the massive shower. Kol followed into the steamy comfort of warm water and warmer hands. That raccoon massaged the lemur’s face. Each digit affectionately explored Kol’s naked figure. “My my, you’re rather eager to be touched like this aren’t you?” That teasing raccoon nearly whispered into Kol’s ears.

“Mmm, so big guy, think you’re wanting to ride me? You’re pretty damn impressive. Do all V.I.P.s get this kind of treatment or do you really think I’m worth it?” Kol’s voice shivered as he felt up so playfully. Each squeeze, every finger, each touch teased his senses.

“How bold of a suggestion. I love it, big guy. I’m going to take you, all for myself.” Tus hoisted up the lemur and brought him close to his fluffy chest. Lowering Kol down onto his pulsing fat rod. A gentle gasp ached from the lemur. That massive dick invaded every inch of his tight insides.

Kol’s insides clenched, clasped, felt around that fat raccoon cock. Tus humped into the lemur, his hips moved so effortlessly in the steamy water. That warm spray of water mostly washed down on the lemur’s figure. The raccoon pinned the lemur’s back into the tiled wall.Tus was grunting and moaning as his needy thrusts grew.

That massive cock bulged out the lemur’s big belly, it wobbled with every wild thrust. Tus grew closer and closer to orgasm. That sloshing cum was bubbling, eager to be emptied. Kol leaned his head forward, moaning in sheer bliss. Lost in each inch pushing into just the right spots. “Come on big guy, fill me up, take me!” That needy moan wobbled from the lemur.

Tus almost as if following that command emptied out his balls into the lemur. Those balls clenching as ropes of cum filled out the lemur’s gut. Hump after hump, it followed the rhythm of the pumping semen. Kol howled as he was filled up. That raccoon hoisted up the cream filled lemur.

Kol whimpered softly, feeling that cock slip out of his hole. Tus’s wet jaws opened up. Saliva clung to the fleshy entrance. That long tongue flipped out of his jaws as it loomed over the lemur. Kol struggled at the sight of that open maw, he knew better than anyone it was the risk he took. After all of the times he had gotten hungry after sex, yet he squirmed all the same. Perhaps instinct, perhaps being so flustered at the thought of being a treat to such a handsome raccoon.

It no longer mattered, his feet were lowered into the wetness of those warm jaws. Tus eagerly gulped, that tight throat clutching to his meal. Kol squirmed in the raccoon’s grasp but all it did was lower him down further. The raccoon’s tongue pressed against the lemur’s cock

Tus’s tongue toyed with the lemur’s plump shaft and balls. Stroking, tasting, pumping that cock, it didn’t take Kol very long to cum. That oozing lemur had been so easy to get into a woozy state. Far too weak to fight back against the ravenous raccoon.

That tight gullet tugged with a bit of strain in spite of being so well lubricated. Kol’s dump truck of an ass was far too much of a trifle to meagerly gulp in a single swallow. Tus was not demotivated by this wordless challenge.

GLRK! UPL! GLLLLPP! GRLK! Those hips shimmed down into his tight tube. Kol was still a moaning mess, even while he squirmed it was barely noticeable. His bulging body tunneled into that fleshy prison. The lemur’s sight was a rather faint glint of light. Kol’s eyes looked out to the light of the shower room. It was enclosing into a black hole. A deep oblivion. A sealing casket, a claim on his life.

Tus’s eager tongue wrapped around the lemur’s face. It pulled the rest of his meal down. After a few tugs from the raccoon’s throat. Kol filled out the surprisingly compact gut. The raccoon rubbed his full gut and gave it a proud pat.

Kol squirmed along the squeezing flesh. Acids sluiced inside the caustic pit and gradually sloshed against that feisty lemur. “Easy now, handsome, you’re all mine. I took you, just like you asked. All of you, every delicious inch. Hope you don’t mind churning for a month or two. You’re a pretty big guy and all. You won’t die right away so, get comfy.” Tus teased with a pleased churr, that gut gurgled in response.

That belly was like an enormous bean bag. Yet far more lively than any recliner, each bulge expressed the lemur’s regained vigor. All that strength being sapped away, sucked into more of that big bulky raccoon. Tus chuckled and circled his hands around his sloshy stomach. Each movement of his hands garnered a deep gurgle.

Days passed since their fateful encounter. The muffled cries of the lemur went unheard. Or perhaps better put heard by apathetic ears. No matter how hard Kol squirmed it brought more hedonism to the club. That bulging raccoon belly was the star of the show. All those dances, Tus was no stranger to showing off.

That big belly grinded against the raccoon’s hard cock many times. Eager onlookers caught in the splash radius of the raccoon pre-cum. Yet none were ever quite lucky as the lemur to get that coveted seed. Perhaps he truly did save himself for snacks.

A month went by and that lemur was starting to lose consciousness. Kol was awaiting that sweet embrace of death. His body had become so numb. A constant sloshing slurry, a soundscape that was erasing all thoughts.

It took another month before Kol died in the raccoon’s suffocating insides. Another meal, another name lost to that big belly. Those bones were outlined as not a singular story but one of many. Not a singular snack but another eager man turned into Tus’s tummy flab.

BURRAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!

That blasting belch erupted during Tus’s show, blasting out the lemur’s skull. An onlooker managed to catch that skull. A memento of the murder, yet not a single face displayed horror. After all, it was common in this club. That lemur was meagerly another lost, never to be found.

Tus would remember that meek lemur for a while. However, Kol was just another snack in the end, and extra padding on those thick raccoon hips. That name faded into history, not the first nor the last.