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Noah gasped in anticipation as the pair of big, scaly paws squeezed tightly around his biceps, as if testing to see how ripe he was. Looming above him, staring down hungrily, the enormous gator Titus licked his lips, grinning lewdly at the taste of fox still found there. His black eyes were piercing- not seeing through him, but totally objectifying the human beneath him. Noah wasn't just a friend anymore - he was prey.

Titus didn't need to exert much effort to hold him down; his engorged belly had already trapped Noah on the bed. While it was an impressive weight on a normal day, now it had expanded greatly and was bouncing around in a frenzy, rubbing sweaty scales all over the human's skin. A muffled cry came out of it, inescapable evidence of the anthro that the gator had just finished devouring. Andrew was not only alive, but apparently still putting up a valiant struggle against his new confines.

The fox's cry grabbed both their attention, looking down briefly at the gator's wobbling midsection. Titus chuckled, clearly impressed at the consistent effort to escape his hunger. He groaned in pleasure, rubbing his stuffed belly hard against Noah's form, offering a multitude of sensations between the scales, sweat and wriggling beneath his fat. "Fuck Noah, he tastes so good... and he's putting up such a fight!"

Likely able to hear his captor's voice just fine, another muffled sound emitted from Titus' body, followed by a renewed round of struggles.

"Oh FUCK!" Titus groaned, grinding his still hard cock up between Noah's legs, lost between lust and hunger. "I fucking LOVE that he thinks he has a chance..." His eyes returned to look down at the human's face and growled, "I think could use another helping though."

Noah twisted around in futility, grasping at the thick arms that held him down and trying to free his legs. If Titus was going to eat him too, he wasn't going to go easy!

Titus smiled at the cute effort, then leaned down to drag his tongue slowly across Noah's face, pressing down hard with the thick, wet muscle. The drool smeared loudly across the human's face, seeping onto his hair, mouth and even nose. He sputtered briefly as Titus withdrew his tongue, admiring his handiwork before going back down again, starting at his neck this time.

Noah moaned in pleasure, toes curling as this sensitive region was toyed with by the hulking predator. His view was almost exclusively tongue, teeth and scales, and the incessant jostling from the gator's belly on his legs was keeping his attention torn. Titus seemed intent on exploring every inch of his neck and shoulders, leaving him utterly drenched in the thick saliva.

Suddenly a loud grumbling noise came from Titus' belly - this was not an anthro shouting in protest, but the familiar roar of hunger, albeit dampened with an entire live fox. The jostling of his belly paused at this, allowing its drawn out gurgle to trail on a bit longer. Noah was shocked that the predator's hunger was so pervasive- you'd think eating a whole person might appease his appetite for a few minutes at least!

"Jeez, Titus," Noah uttered in disbelief.

Titus laughed a bit, his body bouncing lightly over his pinned prey as his stomach began its movements again. "There are no other preds to share with," he declared, "so I can finally get my fill." He ground his hips down, squeezing his belly tighter against Noah's body, then leaned down so their faces were barely an inch apart. "I can eat whoever the fuck I want and there won't be anyone here to save you."

Suddenly Titus' phone pinged loudly from behind him. The gator froze, still holding tight onto Noah's arms while he thought.

Another ping.

Titus snorted, then released his grip and rolled back onto the bed, grabbing for his phone. "Oh shit," he muttered, looking quickly to Noah and back to his phone. "Yeah, I've still got time..." then tossed his phone back to the bed.

Noah was struggling to free himself now that his arms had escaped, but Titus looked back down at him with a chuckle before leaning back down over him. He slid one hand behind the human's head, then with the other wrapped it firmly around his neck. He wasn't choking him, but he was not going anywhere.

With a grin the massive gator leaned down further, smacking his lips loudly before licking hard against Noah's ear. When he gasped in pleasure though, Titus twisted the human's head toward him and shoved his giant tongue into the much smaller mouth.

Noah's eyes bulged in surprise, his smaller form struggling at the new onslaught, but Titus just kept pushing his tongue further down his throat. He choked a little now, gag reflex trying to kick in as the wriggling, wet muscle surged forwards, inch by inch. The scaly hand around his neck flexed powerfully, as his open maw hovered dangerously around Noah's face, hot breath washing over him. Air was still managing to creep in through his nostrils, but his body was nearly convulsing as the predator pushed further down his throat. He kicked feebly with his smothered legs, eliciting a fresh wave of struggles from the gator's engorged belly, then grasped frantically at the muscled arms holding him down.

Sensing increasingly genuine panic, Titus pushed his tongue another inch in and gently wrapped his lips around the human's face, giving the human's neck an even firmer squeeze, then groaning loudly before quickly pulling back and out.

As Noah gasped and sputtered for air around all the saliva that now drenched him, Titus grabbed his wrists in each hand, tail swinging with anticipation. He eyed up either hand, seemingly indecisive over which to eat first, then with a shrug he plunged them both into his maw, sealing his lips around Noah's forearms. Titus groaned again, eyes rolling back as he savored the taste of his living meal. His tongue washed over Noah's hands, the sensation bringing the tiring human back to alertness. Now fully immobilized by the hulking predator, he accepted his fate. He grabbed at the gator's tongue with both hands, looking the predator directly in his eyes.

"Looks like you've got me now," he said casually. "Are you going to fucking eat me already?"

Titus glared back hungrily, a hint of lust still lingering in his gaze. Leaning over further, he reached his hands behind Noah's shoulders and pushed him agonizingly slowly further into his maw, barely opening his jaws to avoid letting his prey escape. When the tip of his snout reached the human's face, his arms were sealed up to his biceps, tongue still sliding lewdly over the limbs within.

"I'm going to vore you so good," Titus uttered, keeping his lips as tight as he could around Noah's arms. He snorted loudly, dousing the human in another wave of hot air, then squeezed his jaw tightly around those soft arms.

"Then fucking do it!" Noah nearly shouted, hard cock throbbing under the gator's belly fat. "Open up that scaly mouth and eat me already!"

This caused Titus to growl; he wasn't used to his prey egging him on like this and it seemed to have struck a nerve. In one swift motion he grabbed Noah by the waist, opened wide and shoved the little human in, quickly sealing his mouth around the man's belly. The quick movement had drawn Noah's head right to the back of his throat, and the human now found himself struggling to breathe again as the tight, fleshy confines squeezed against his face. Titus pressed his jaws together, pushing even more air out of his prey's body, then began to suck on him like a lollipop. Saliva shifted back and forth across Noah's skin and his ears were filled with the cacophony of sounds. While his arms were trapped further down the gullet before him, he felt Titus' hands begin to roam around his thighs, squeezing at every pause as they worked their way upwards. When they eventually arrived at his ass, he cupped a cheek in each hand and clenched firmly, then groaned in a state of ecstasy. The sound vibrated through the half of Noah that was trapped inside, a sensation that finally began to overwhelm him, causing him to open his mouth and cry out. This resulted in more gator saliva pushing into his mouth, quickly stifling him into a whimper.

Titus' hands continued to toy with his half-eaten prey, one hand still pressing the human's ass while the other moved around and discovered his straining cock below. A sound of interest vibrated through him as he grasped it, rubbing the tip softly with his thumb. Noah's legs twisted wildly around in response, getting a bit light headed from all the stimulus and hot, moist air. Then Titus grabbed both legs and held them still before opening his jaws just a bit.

As the extra breathing room allowed a bit more air into Noah's lungs, his hips began to gyrate before Titus' lips, the recent attention putting his lust on overdrive. Feeling the movement, the gator grinned around his meal and then began to push him further into his mouth until Noah's cock slipped in, pressing hard onto the wet tongue within. Noah moaned, trying to hump his way closer to release, but Titus closed his jaws tight once again, pausing any further movement towards his climax.

He held the helpless human there for a moment, then gulped loudly, loosening his grip around the legs in his hands just enough to allow him to sink a few inches forwards. Before he could sink any further in though, he held fast once again, then softly pulled back, dragging Noah backwards across his tongue until he was back where he started. Noah's head was pushing just down into Titus' throat, but the most apparent sensation was his cock sliding back over the gator's powerful tongue.

Another loud gulp reached Noah's ears as he once again sank forwards, Titus taking extra attention with his tongue as he pleasured his prey.

He repeated this a few times, allowing a moment between each gulp as he continued to savor the taste of his live food.

Noah wouldn't last long though; the attention on his cock was just too much, and soon the familiar wave of a vore orgasm swept over him, forcing out another cry as he jizzed hard into Titus' mouth.

Titus continued to push him back and forth over his tongue, chuckling as Noah's seed covered it and began to roll out over his lips.

After a short pause, and Noah fully limp in his mouth, Titus gulped again, but this time he didn't pull the human back. Noah's arms were well down his throat now, and with another gulp, Titus' lips worked their way up the man's smooth thighs, tongue playing more tenderly with the goods inside. Noah was dimly aware that he was finally going to make his way home to the gator's belly, but the only movement he could muster now was in his feet, which twitched lightly in a daze. He felt Titus' grip switch further down to his knees and braced for the next gulp of no return when a sharp banging noise reached his ears.

It sounded like someone might be at the door? From beneath layers of muscle and skin, it was hard to make out, but his movement forward instantly halted.

The gator didn't move, waiting for a moment until he heard another rapping.

Definitely on the door.

Titus tried to make some noise, probably akin to "just a minute," and without thinking, raised to his feet, lurching forwards with the weight of two extra bodies inside him.

Noah's perspective shifted and he found himself facing straight down towards the gator's belly, but still suspended with his legs dangling out Titus' mouth. Post orgasm and nearly fully eaten, he didn't have much for wits about him, but he definitely could hear his predator's heartbeat quicken a bit, pounding at his ears. Titus gulped absently, drawing Noah in to his knees while his hands pushed down into the belly below. His breathing was still severely constricted as the walls of the gator's throat pulsated loudly around him, but despite it all he could still hear muffled noises from outside his confines.

A creak was heard from the opening of a door, followed by some surprised exclamations.

"Whoa, Titus my man!" one voice said.

"He wasn't fucking kidding, dude!" another voice chimed in.

Titus gulped again, pulling Noah's legs in up to his ankles. Noah's hands and arms pushed downwards into Titus' belly while his crotch squeezed through the back of his throat and into his gullet. The final wave of orgasm finished sweeping through the human's body and the last of his seed was milked from his cock as he entered the last passage before the stomach below.

Titus tried to speak, his tongue getting tangled in the last of the legs in his mouth. "Y'ererrly," he managed to get out, drool dripping all over the calf muscles still twitching between his lips.

"Hey now," the first voice blurted, "save some for your guests, Titus!"

Noah stiffened as he felt pressure, presumably hands, pressing down on his face and torso from outside the gator's throat.

"Look," the second voice said in awe, "you can see him moving around still!"

Then with a start, Noah felt a foreign hand wrap around his ankle, holding on tightly. He heard some laughter while sounds of frustration gurgled up Titus' throat around him.

"Dude!" the first voice exclaimed, "check out his gut! This greedy guy was going to have two whole servings all to himself!"

There must have been some actions happening down there too, because all of a sudden Noah felt a pair of wet hands grab onto his own from inside Titus' belly - Andrew was still trying to get out!

Titus growled deeply, but the voices continued to laugh, the hand around Noah's ankle now starting to yank on the gator's meal.

Just as Noah had been about to accept his fate, his world was dragged backwards into reverse. It wasn't a rough grip, but for someone expecting to get packed into a belly with another helpless piece of prey, it was quite the turn of events.

Andrew's hands remained gripped on the human's like a vice, not scrambling for a quicker escape, but surely not prepared to let go.

Titus growled even louder now, but in seconds Noah found himself being pulled fully out of his ravenous confines, and watched in utter azement as the soaked, gasping fox came squeezing his way out after.

For a moment Noah was dangling between Andrew's emerging hands in Titus' mouth and a much larger one on his ankle, still unidentified to him. He was himself dripping in the particularly thick saliva found between mouth and stomach, and while he was nearly completely lost in post-coital/vore exhaustion, the sight of the returning fox was not lost on him. If Titus had an expression on his face, the human didn't see it.

Andrew's hands remained gripped on Noah's, and in a few more seconds the fox's face rose up from between the gator's jaws, gasping, but in a similar state to Noah. He was not panicked, as the previously vigorous gut had appeared from the outside, but if he was close to the bliss that Noah knew, he was too spent to show it. With a lewd slurping noise, the little anthro popped out from the predators jowls, and the sudden release of tension sent him collapsing unceremoniously to the floor with a splat, pulling Noah down with him as the grip on the human's ankle released. The two landed on the floor in a mess, Noah on top of Andrew, a small pool of drool forming around them in a puddle.

Before Noah could figure out what was going on, Andrew pulled him into a passionate kiss, wrapping his wet arms and legs around the human, purring submissively. Noah was further surprised at this reaction after having been treated so savagely, but managed to find the energy to return some of the passion. The fox's belly was still a bit soft, but the tight squeeze in both directions seemed to have emptied him out a bit, the remains of which still dripped down his legs under his tail.

"For fuck's sake you guys, that was my lunch!" Titus roared above them.

"You were the one who wanted us to see what this vore stuff was all about; how else did you think we would get ours?" came the first voice, indignant but still at the end of its laughing spell.

"I can't believe you were going to fit them both in you!" the other voice went on. "They must be damned delicious."

Here, the laughing had ended, and a note of tension appeared.

At this, Andrew released Noah and let himself collapse fully on the wet floor, a long sigh leaving him as he tried to catch his breath, clearly unfazed by the prospect of foreign onlookers.

Noah, on the other hand, still had more of his wits about him and rolled onto his back beside Andrew, coughing up a bit more gator saliva that had forced its way inside him.

Looming above the two was Titus, glaring down with disappointment as his lost meals, hands trying to soothe his emptied stomach. On the other side, however, were the owners of the unknown voices.

Both appeared to be shark athros, though they varied greatly. One was just about as tall as Titus; he was muscular, but mostly in his arms and chest while his gut was a bit portly. His skin was a bluish grey with a slightly lighter tone from his chin and down over his rounded belly. He was sporting a pair of shorts that barely concealed a wide erection, and behind him swished his broad tail. A dorsal fin sat on the back of his head, only visible because he was looking directly down at the two guys at his feet. His face was a happy one, and there was immense curiosity brimming behind his grey eyes.

The second was about a head shorter than the first, still far taller than either Noah or Andrew, but clearly the last in line after the other two predatory beasts in that den. His skin was a muddy brown colour with a similar lighter hue on his underside. Unlike the anthro standing next to him he was wearing a tight tank top and longer, roomier shorts, though looking up from the floor there was an undeniable protrusion coming from his crotch. His upper body was also muscled, but had a softer appearance, and his top outlined a sleeker torso, not rippling with abs but not too far from it. He also seemed friendly enough, but looked more stupefied at the scene that must have appeared before him just a minute before.

The darker shark squatted down like a child inspecting an interesting rock on the ground, reached out with his hand and gave Andrew a soft poke on the foot, causing it to retreat slightly. He then looked up at Titus and said, "they really are alive after you've consumed them, huh?"

Noah confirmed that this was the second voice he had heard before; it was very much the voice he would picture when someone mentioned the term "frat boy."

Titus smiled, licking his lips. "You just can't imagine how powerful you'll feel when you get your first one squirming around inside you." He tapped his foot on Andrew's head. "I can't remember food that struggled as much as this one after I got him inside me. I'm getting hard again just thinking about it," and indeed his cock was beginning to stiffen again. He looked to the larger shark with a playful frustration and gave him a light shove. "You HAD to go and pull them out!"

"Come on, Titus, you've been hyping this up for weeks and he was just dangling there. How was I supposed to know the fox would get out too?" His voice was deep like the gator, but soft and alluring, the kind that made Noah think of a gentleman who didn't realize just how giant he was.

Andrew's hand tightened around Noah's, but there wasn't enough energy behind it to relay any strong feelings. Noah tilted his head to the side to see, as Andrew was doing the same. While at different states of awareness, there was a shared embarrassment of this developing situation with new visitors to Titus' room, themselves lying in a sopping heap at the strangers' feet.

Looking back up to the giants looming above them, both stuttered out an awkward "hey..."

The sharks looked at each other and broke out into hearty laughter. The larger one also squatted down to get closer, trying to contain his outburst.

"Forgive me," he said kindly, "I'm just not in the habit of talking to my food!" He let out a chuckle and continued, "my name is Blue." Then he gestured to his friend, "and this is Dart."

Noah started to try and right himself, struggling a bit in the puddle that he was still lying in. Reaching out his hand for balance, Dart grabbed it instinctively, pulling the human to his feet facing him.

Andrew was starting to get his wits back but needed more help. Titus dropped down and grabbed him with more gentleness than he had expressed earlier in the day, picking the fox up under his armpits and standing him up next to Noah.

Though they were all standing now, somehow Noah felt even more dwarfed than his previous vantage point, keenly aware that he was now fully encircled by three massive anthros. Still he was able to eke out some manners and said, "I'm Noah, and this-"

"I'm Andrew!" the fox chimed in, second wind apparently arriving. His voice sounded eager, even, a surprise considering he had just a few minutes earlier been fully eaten alive. Especially considering he had only learned about vore barely an hour before that.

Both Blue and Dart reached out and put a hand on Andrew, one on his shoulder and the other on his arm, fingers rubbing lightly into the wet fur. An instinctive grin appeared on both their faces and Dart glanced briefly at Blue, "he's so furry dude! Wild."

Andrew looked back up to Titus who shrugged and explained. "They both work in the marine labs off-campus and spend all their time with sea anthros."

"I was wondering why I hadn't seen them around before," Andrew said, looking back to the sharks and bringing his own paws onto their exploring hands.

"You like what you see, eh?" Blue asked with a smile, shifting his hand to the scruff of Andrew's neck and giving it a good squeeze.

Still a bit intimidated, the fox nodded, giving a long look up and down them both. He shuddered slightly, and Noah imagined that if he hadn't been so drenched in drool that his fur might've stood up. A light whimper escaped his mouth, betraying his submission easily.

Dart smiled, trying to pull the fox closer towards him. "Don't worry your pretty little head," he said, "I'm going to take real good care of you."

The movement was halted though by Blue's grip, the larger shark looking at his friend with a raised eyebrow. "And just what make you think you're going to get him?" he asked, putting his free hand on Andrew's other arm and trying to direct the fox towards him instead. "I'm pretty sure this one's mine!"

Dart made another attempt to direct Andrew towards himself. The smaller anthro didn't even reach Dart's chest in height and was presently beginning to feel like the last scrap of food to be fought over. Another whimper escaped him and Noah noticed that his dick was getting hard again, clearly enjoying the objectification. "I'm calling dibs right now!" Dart proclaimed, irritation beginning to tinge his voice. "Besides, he's clearly more into me!"

The two had rounded on each other, Andrew nearly lost between their hulking forms. It seemed they were about to fight over him!

Before risking getting caught in the middle of a shark fight, Andrew's shy voice worked their way up to the two. "I've got an idea..."

Blue and Dart paused, almost surprised that the creature between them had a voice at all. They looked down at the fox, offering him a moment to elaborate.

Once he had their attention, a mischievous smile broke out across Andrew's face as he looked from one shark to the next. From his vantage point below them he reached out with his hands and grabbed each of their crotches, softly exploring their growing erections through their shorts. "You're both so smooth and sexy," he began, "and it would be a real shame if both of you couldn't enjoy me a bit." His hands gripped their shafts properly, squeezing as tight as he could through the fabric, eliciting surprised moans from both the sharks. "I'm afraid I lost most of my stuffing on the way up, so how about I propose a contest?"

Apparently forgotten in the struggle, Noah found himself in amazement at Andrew's newfound assertiveness. Before he could begin to feel left out, he felt Titus' hand grab his neck from behind, pulling him possessively towards his belly as a low gurgling came from it. The gator's fingers squeezed strongly around the human's throat, but did not constrict his breathing, as if to remind him that he still had plans on finishing his meal.

"Like a spit-roast?" Dart asked incredulously.

"No," Andrew replied, looking down at the bulges in either of his hands. "Titus stretched me out pretty good, I want to see if I can take you both at the same time."

Blue coughed a bit in surprise, a shimmer of drool appearing at the corner of his broad mouth. "Double penetration?"

"You're fucking nasty aren't you?" Dart uttered, smile returning to his face.

"I don't see how that solves our current predicament," Blue said, still holding tight onto the fox.

Andrew's smile grew wider and he released both their cocks briefly before making his way to their waistbands, slipping his slender hands underneath and grabbing their members directly. "Oh yes, I am pretty sure I can work with these," he said with bemusement. "The rules are simple, boys. I want both your dicks in my ass, and whoever cums first gets to eat me."

Titus growled with arousal, pressing Noah deeper into his belly fat, leaving no room for Noah to feel left out. "Shit, that is one slutty little fox!" He looked down to the human in his clutches, smiling lewdly. "I knew he was going to be a vore whore."

Blue and Dart, despite having entered the room with dominant, predatory vibes were still surprised at Andrew's decisiveness. Still, the moment passed quickly.

Dart stepped back a bit, then roughly pressed his hand onto Andrew's back, pushing the fox's face into Blue's crotch. Once Andrew was bent over, Dart dropped down to his knees and without hesitation shoved his pointed snout into the furry ass before him.

Andrew gasped at the intrusion, but took it in stride as he gripped Blue's shorts and yanked them down, barely allowing the shark to kick them off before diving onto the newly exposed cock. After riding Titus' beast of a member, the piece in his hands was much more manageable, though nonetheless huge for the smaller anthro. It was just a bit longer than a foot, and he was able to wrap his hands around it properly before attempting to cram it into his mouth.

Blue groaned softly, gripping Andrew's head with both hands as he guided it over his dick. He was gentle for a moment, pressing just the head into the fox's eager mouth before retreating. After a few short thrusts and seeing that Andrew was fairing well, he surged forwards with more determination, pressing a few inches of his shaft into the straining mouth. It was a tight fit, and in testimony Andrew sputtered over it, his own drool beginning to lubricate the task he was trying to manage. He began to gag, but Blue just chuckled, pressing one hand firmly behind the fox's head, holding him in place until he realized there was no going back on it. After moment he then continued to press forwards, cramming his cock into the top of Andrew's throat. "Such a good boy," he said deeply, pleasure dripping into his voice. "It's a lot, but you look like you can take it with the right guidance."

Meanwhile from behind, Dart paused to strip off his tank top and then grabbed the base of Andrew's tail, pulling it upwards to fully expose his hole which still had lines of gator spunk dripping down wet fur. "Fuck, that's some tasty fox," he remarked before diving back in, firmly holding Andrew's thigh which had begun to twitch from the ordeals at his other end. While still choking audibly on Blue's cock, the renewed attack on his ass still succeeded in eliciting moans of enjoyment.

Still creeping forwards, Blue's grip on Andrew's head tightened as he succeeded in pushing several inches further down the fox's throat. Andrew's jaw was nearly popping from its socket, but held tight over the pulsing cock. When nearly half of the thing had entered his mouth though, he began to struggle, clearly trying to cough but having no room for air to escape his throat. Tears began to stream from his eyes and his hind legs started to scramble at the floor, still held firmly in place by Dart's gasp. His eyes opened and looked up to Blue's, ears pushed back as he apparently began to wonder whether he could actually handle it. Blue just kept smiling, patting the fox fondly on the side of his face. He let a few of his teeth show in the size of his smile before bucking his hips forward, breezing past the halfway mark as he skewered Andrew's gullet. "God damn," he grunted, "I haven't had good head like this in a bloody long time!" His thick tail swished back and forth in delight.

Dart pulled back with his own grin of pleasure. "Hey now, save that load for his ass, we have a deal!"

As if he had forgotten this race, Blue halted his approach, giving Andrew one more pat before pulling back, leaving only the head in.

Andrew coughed hard, saliva spattering all over the rock hard cock as he attempted to catch his breath. His chest heaved a few times before Blue lurched forwards again, however not nearly as deep.

The thrusting continued for a minute before Dart was eager for his turn. "Let me have a go at him then," he demanded, pulling Andrew back roughly off Blue's cock. He twisted the gasping body around, then lay back on the floor, presenting his covered crotch.

With surprising speed, Andrew yanked Dart's shorts off and dropped onto the prize within. A look of relief passed over him as he discovered this cock to be a bit smaller; it was a few inches shorter and not quite as thick, and it was with a renewed determination that he plunged his lips over it, pushing it back into his throat with ease.

"Fuck! You weren't kidding!" Dart exclaimed, his tail thumping loudly on the floor. He leaned back further, his head lolling back with a smile on his face. His biceps tensed up, highlighting the definition his arms had.

Blue also dropped to the floor, crawling towards Andrew's ass hungrily. The fox's tail was leaning to one side, exposing the feast beneath that was now also dripping with Dart's saliva. Though he had been rough to Andrew's face, he approached his ass with an ounce of tenderness, grabbing a cheek in either hand before pressing his lips to the quivering hole.

Not far behind, Titus' cock had begun to stiffen upwards, nearly at full mast again, and he humped lightly at Noah's back. He was surely still ravenous, but the sight that was unfolding in front of him was keeping him largely distracted. Noah simply leaned back into it, similarly enjoying the three anthros on the floor.

Andrew somehow managed to smile, halfway down Dart's cock as he found his groove in this new position, gaining a brief sense of agency as he attempted to swallow the entire thing. The two preds seemed gentler for now and he was determined to get at least one of these cocks down his throat. He pulled back a bit, several inches still down his throat as he inhaled deeply, then dropped his head down as quickly as he could, the tip of his nose nearly reaching Dart's abdomen.

"Holy shit!" Dart exclaimed, looking down at the proud fox between his thighs. "You are a stretchy little fox huh!" He reached out with one hand and pressed it down on Andrew's head, thrusting his hips up and squashing the fox's nose onto his lowest abs. Andrew coughed hard at this, but Dart held him firmly down and ground his hips forward, grinding so deep inside.

He held that position for a few moments, but with a frustrated sigh he released his hold and let Andrew go flying back off to a fresh wave of gasps and coughs.

"A bit too good for you eh?" Blue said with a laugh, seeing Dart's trembling cock.

Dart waved air at his dick, huffing deeply. "I won't last too long like that!" he admitted, rolling forwards onto his knees.

Seeing the change, Blue also got up to his knees, creeping forwards until his cock was pressed up against Andrew's body.

Both sharks had been looking at their new sex toy, then looked up to each other. The two smiled for a moment before pouncing forwards at each other into an embrace, pressing their mouths together and beginning to make out furiously.

Andrew, nearly forgotten, got squeezed abruptly between the sharks' crotches, the two massive cocks humping hard at him from either side. He tried to keep himself right and grappled with the cocks, but was ultimately treated as the toy he had become, lurching forwards and back at the whim of their desire.

Fortunately for him, it didn't last long, and when they pulled back for a breath, Dart pushed Blue back by his shoulders, indicating for him to lie down. "Allow me to fit him onto you first," he said politely, moving back to pick Andrew up under his arms.

Blue complied, leaning fully back onto the floor as his cock pointed directly upwards into the air. His tail flicked eagerly from side to side, unveiling his anticipation.

Still very much treating him like an object, Dart hefted Andrew's form over his friend's cock, sitting him lightly on the tip.

Andrew looked back at the darker shark, searching for a sign of how he would be treated, but found that his gaze was focused squarely on his ass. He was pressed lightly onto it with a few bounces, not so much trying to get in as aligning the pieces. His attention was brought forwards as Blue's hands grabbed onto his legs; here he found the larger shark's eye contact just as he licked his lips.

"I'm sooo going to be the one who eats you," Blue said confidently, squeezing Andrew's legs.

At that word, Dart pressed the fox downwards, dropping his ass well over Blue's cock head, wrenching a yelp of surprise from Andrew's mouth. He gave barely a moment's wait before continuing to press down, the fox's ass quickly engulfing half of the thick member. It had been a good break since the brutal thrashing Titus had given him, but not so long as that it wasn't still able to take this without too much of a struggle. Blue's hips bucked upwards instinctively, three quarters of his cock disappearing into his prey, causing Andrew's legs to flail at the assault.

"Easy there," Dart said calmly, shifting his grip to Andrew's waist. "I still need to get in!"

At his words, Blue relaxed, allowing his hips to drop to the floor, pulling Andrew down with him.

Andrew was now making plenty of noise; though it was certainly much easier than the gator's dick, it was still quite large compared to his own meager size. His arms grappled for something to hold onto, and as gravity pulled him the rest of the way down, he pressed his body forwards onto Blue's form. The lighter shark shared a pleased expression on his face, reaching out with his arms and pulling Andrew down against his torso, cock fully lodged in the fox's straining hole. "This is fucking delightful," he said to Andrew's face, petting the smaller anthro with praise.

"Hold him still for me then, will you?" Dart said, scooting forwards. His cock pressed up against Blue's balls for a moment, then pointed up towards the base of his cock, the last remaining inch still exposed. As he pressed the tip just under Andrew's tail, he grabbed the fox's hips and squeezed firmly. "Last chance to escape," he said coyly.

With astonishing bravery, Andrew looked back over his shoulder and tried to smile. "Fucking get inside me already," he demanded, pulling his ass upwards another inch. "If you want to eat me you're going to have to pound that load into me now!" He clenched down on the dick inside him, causing Blue to moan loudly underneath him.

Taking his cue, Dart pressed forwards, finding resistance for a moment before he too slipped inside of Andrew's hole, his cock pressing hard against Blue's.

Andrew cried out loudly, but was immediately pulled down hard against Blue's chest, pushing his ass further up into the air and offering an even more direct route for Dart's encroaching member.

With the contest having been green lit, Dart wasted no time and continued on with a grunt, legs draped across either side of the trunk of Blue's tail .The larger of the two dicks already fully inside, Dart found little more resistance as he pressed the rest of his cock into Andrew's hole, which somehow was managing to contain the two hungry beasts. Finally, with a triumphant roar he thrust forward with great force, his thighs slapping up against the fox's ass as his cock made his way entirely into his hole.

Now Andrew really shouted, his loud cry petering out into a moan as he realized he had managed to get both of the giant sharks in his ass. "Oh YEAH!" he yelled, sandwiched between the two preds. "Come on boys, which one of you is going to get to eat me?" He clenched down again, unsure if there was any tension left for his hole to squeeze with, but he tried anyway. It caught both sharks off guard and succeeded in eliciting synchronous moans from them.

Though Dart was just getting his stance, Blue took this opportunity to buck his hips up again, slamming the final inches into Andrew's ass before withdrawing for another thrust. By the time he came in for a second one though, Dart had found his footing and began to plow forwards, allowing just over half of his dick to retreat before barreling back in.

The race had really begun, and both sharks now began to barrage the smaller anthro, each trying desperately to reach their climax before the other. Andrew's wails started to gain intensity, his voice cracking as he did his best to keep from being torn in two. He could feel the clear contours of the two cocks moving just enough out of sync to be entirely distinct as they pressed at his insides from different angles. As each thrust connected with his ass he was bucked forwards a bit, still held down by Blue's arms, but held back by Dart's hands on either side of his waist. The rhythm was not unlike a heartbeat, two nearby pumps followed by a short pause before they both hilted themselves inside again.

Sweat began to form across the two sharks' slick skin, though it had little effect on the fox who was still drenched from his time inside Titus. Pleasure rocked through them both as their dicks slid quickly against the other, furthering their enjoyment.

Dart began to bend over Andrew's body, drawing out longer thrusts as he leaned over the fox's back and looked into Blue's face. He appeared to have been lost in the pleasure, but felt the shifting and locked eyes with Dart again. Though their hips continued to move, their faces held still for a moment again, appearing in awe at the sight of each other. A drop of sweat fell from Dart's nose onto Blue's cheek, causing them both to grin. Then in an instant they lunged at each other again, relinquishing their grasp on Andrew's body as they wrapped their arms around each other, beginning another vigorous make-out session. Andrew was once again trapped between the two tops, but now entirely impaled by them and unable to do much more than breathe and moan as the two giants seemed to forget about him yet again as they pummeled his ass. The two groaned loudly into each other's mouths, slurping wildly as their tongues danced around, their further friction generating even more sweat.

At one point Blue's pace began to slow, and Dart followed suit as they continued their passionate embrace; all they knew of Andrew was the sound of his moans and the vice grip his ass had on their dicks. Just when it seemed that they were totally engrossed in their furious makeout, Dart pulled back from his kiss and began thrusting wildly, apparently close to climax. With a laugh he declared, "he's going to be all mine!" and doubled down, thrusting even harder.

A moment of shock passed Blue as he realized he had become entranced in his lovemaking, but then he too found his second wind and ramped up his pace, apparently not far off either. "Not if I get there first!" he retorted, his face twisting in effort as he chased his climax.

"Just fucking fill me up already!" Andrew shouted, clenching down once more against the cocks pile-driving his ass.

This seemed to do the trick, for at that moment a haze of ecstasy rushed up Dart's body, hailing the arrival of his orgasm. He let out a loud roar, throwing his head back as his hips continued hammering Andrew's ass while waves of jizz erupted deep inside his ass . After a moment though he grabbed the fox's hips and held himself fully inside, Blue's ongoing onslaught continuing to drive pleasure through his cock, pulling even more ropes of semen out.

If Blue noticed that Dart had already cum, he didn't show it, for his hips continued to buck up into Andrew's ass at an increasing rate, and as he felt Dart's cock begin to expand in orgasm he too felt the familiar tingle as his own crept up on him. His arms reached up and grabbed his fellow shark once again and pulled him into a tight embrace as his climax reached him, overwhelming his senses as his cock went into autopilot, He squeezed Dart tightly, nearly crushing the squirming fox between them as his own load launched inside. The straining orifice, though indeed it had been semi-drained, was now overflowing with creamy spunk, squirting out from between the two cocks and dripping all over their tails.

Dart and Blue continued to make out, their hips slowing and drawing out loud squelches from the used hole between them. Andrew was moaning wildly, but was still rather muffled, squished between the two sharks. His belly, however, had expanded once again, full enough of hot shark semen to look quite pregnant, the sloshing gut changing shape as it was pressed between the two preds that were still hilted inside of him.

The afterglow didn't last long though before Dart pulled back, revealing Andrew's tousled heap of a body underneath him. He hooted loudly in triumph, smiling broadly at Blue and looking back at Noah and Titus to make sure that they had witnessed his victory.

Both Titus and Noah were rock hard but totally enthralled with the act that had just been performed before them, pressed hard against each other.

"I told you he was mine!" Dart continued, crudely pulling his cock from Andrew's utterly abused ass with a pop. Before any more jizz could rush out though, Andrew's hole snapped shut, wrapping firmly around Blue's still-pulsating member. Just as the little fox began to look back to congratulate the victor, Dart growled loudly and pounced forwards with his jaws wide open, instantly wrapping his wide mouth over Andrew's head and shoulders.

Andrew's arms and legs began to scramble wildly as the sound of his yells muffled their way through Dart's tightly closed mouth, still fully impaled on Blue's cock.

"Oh fuck," Blue gasped, half in disappointment. His hips were still grinding up against Andrew's ass but the frantic struggle that had begun was splitting his attention. "Jeez, he's a feisty one, isn't he?"

In response, Dart mmm'ed loudly, his lips managing to smirk around the prey in his mouth. His dick had begun to soften and his newfound hunger was taking over. His jaws parted for just a moment, allowing Andrew's cries to escape briefly before he lurched further forwards, shoving the fox's head and shoulders into the back of his throat with ease before sealing his lips once again. It was not unlike a frat boy attempting to shotgun his first beer, and it painted a similarly dopey expression on his face.

Andrews hands still remained outside, pawing desperately for something to grab onto, but he found nothing. His legs kicked around wildly, but he was still held fast in place by Blue's cock, and his tail thrashed around wildly. Jizz still oozed out his hole as Blue continued thrusting, albeit halfheartedly as his focus shifted to the sight of the fox disappearing into Dart's gullet. Andrew's breathing had increased rapidly, but as he got shoved into the tighter confines of the shark's throat it became constricted.

Dart waited barely a few seconds to feel the struggling anthro in his mouth before leaning further down, jaws parted just slightly, and crammed the rest of Andrew's torso in his mouth. The fox's belly had grown so much that his jaws were forced to open much wider, and he was going in backwards, but now Andrew's head and shoulders were halfway down his throat, so there was little worry of escape. The outline in his throat was shifting rapidly despite the intense pressure that was attempting to hold him in place. The shark was considerably smaller than Titus and thus the passage to his trim abdomen was much harder going.

Still, Dart was able to appreciate the mouthful, clenching his jaws firmly over the engorged belly, pushing a greater flow of jizz out Andrew's ass and onto Blue's cock. His eyes sought out Blue's, and when they met the larger shark reached out and stroked his face, giving it a light pat on the cheek.

"Dude, that is so hot," Blue cooed. "I can't wait for my turn with him."

At this, Dart gave one final squeeze on the thrashing prey in his mouth before beginning to lean back, slowly pulling Andrew off Blue's cock. It was still quite hard, and when he reached the head, several large globs of creamy spunk poured out from the used hole before clenching shut once again. It seemed Andrew still had the strength and determination to keep as much of those loads inside him as possible. Then Dart tilted his head back, heaving his prey into the air while the fox's legs kicked with futility at the air around them. Still on his knees, Dart began gulping loudly, drool and jizz dribbling over his lips as Andrew's belly disappeared over his tongue and began its descent. He tried closing his mouth again, this time succeeding in sealing his lips around Andrew's thighs, leaving just his legs and tail flailing about. His throat began to bulge even further, straining to compress the bloated anthro's form.

He paused for a few moments to fondle the fox's legs, a long groan escaping him as he clenched the kicking limbs in his hands. It wasn't long though before he continued gulping, pulling Andrew's legs all the way into his mouth, snapping his mouth shut again, leaving just Andrew's feet and the tip of his red tail outside his lips. Loud grunts managed to pass through his mouth, like a bodybuilder taking his final reps.

Blue got up onto his knees as well, letting his hands roam over Dart's chest and neck to feel Andrew's wriggling form inside. Then he pulled the other shark into a soft embrace, rubbing their chests together with a moan before moving in for the strangest kiss of his life. Their pointed snouts reached each other but Blue's lips ended up pressing up against Andrew's feet. He licked them tenderly, sticking his tongue between them to continue making out with Dart.

Dart returned the embrace, hands running over Blue's muscled back before gulping once again, pulling the final remains of his prey into his mouth. He groaned loudly into Blue's mouth as he continued swallowing, arousal working its way back into his hunger.

As Andrew's form made its way to its new home, Blue pulled back from his kiss, watching with intense curiosity as Dart's throat began to return to its normal size and his usually tight gut distended wildly. His hands reached out to hold Dart's gut, feeling as Andrew shifted around inside, finding a comfortable position to be devoured in.

Dart tilted his head back and opened his mouth wide, letting out a loud roar of success. "Holy FUCK!" he shouted. "I fucking ate him, dude! I fucking swallowed him whole!" His hands joined Blue's as they explored his newfound girth, then pulled back sharply with a start. "Are those..?"

From where his hands were they could see Andrew's hand prints pushing feebly at his new confines. Dart's belly then bounced firmly to one side and then the other; it appeared he still had some struggle left in him. Muffled cries could be heard from inside as the devoured anthro continued wriggling around intensely.

"Damn," Blue uttered, now fully in awe at what had just transpired.

"Oh fuck, he's moving around so much; I can feel him inside me dude!" Dart was in heaven, his predatory instincts rewarding him with new sensations of pleasure.

Nearly forgotten, Titus' grip on the human in front of him relaxed. Noah took the opportunity to ease out of the gator's grasp and join the two sharks as they fondled his new belly. Titus also approached, still behind Noah, dropping a hand on either of the shark's shoulders. "What do you think boys?" he asked with a chuckle.

Both Blue and Dart looked up to him, smiling from ear to ear. Then their eyes dropped down to Noah who now found himself huddled between the three hulking predators.

Blue replied, "I think we still have another helping to go!"