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As Simon walked in, a couple of those who had already arrived spotted the nervous twitch of his tail. This observation made a couple of them nervous in turn. After all, a nervous skunk could be trouble.

"Simon!" said Alex as he looked up from his phone. "Glad you could make it."

"Don't you mean, glad you would come?" Simon laughed nervously.

"Hah, right. I mean, there's still time to step out. Not everyone's here yet. Still got a couple more folks who said they'd be here, and we got a few more minutes before I lock the door."

Simon cast his eyes over the four already present. He recognized two of them. Elle, the doe, and Vincent, the croc, both graduated with him. The other two, a shifty looking jackal and the gray squirrel weren't smells or faces he recognized. He then turned his eyes back to Alex. The burly wolf had quite the toothy grin. "I'll go over the rules again. But just in case you need a reminder... that door, after we get started, only opens when the majority agrees to it."

Simon nodded. And then without a word, the skunk took a seat next to Vincent. Vincent didn't look too happy about that but opted not to say anything. It was Elle that broke the silence after Alex went to check the hall for stragglers.

"I guess I'm kind of the odd one out here."

"You don't think?" said the jackal with a smirk. "Don't worry, I'm not planning on going after you first."

"Uh, thanks?"

The jackal turned to Simon. "Surprised to see a stink ass like you at a party like this."

Simon shrugged. "Figured I'd try this at least once. I, uh, have been curious for a while. But wasn't really sure I wanted to, you know?"

"Oh its fine," said Vincent. "Elle and you are the newbies here. But the rest of us had our first times at some point. And you bet your tail we were nervous."

"Speak for yourself," said the jackal.

"Shove it, you have my down votes again this game."

"Vincent you know you love me. Might even let you fuck me again if I get a win."

Vincent rolled his eyes.

It was about then that Alex returned with two more. Again, Simon recognized half of them. Lilly, the cow wasn't someone he was expecting to see here. But then again neither was Elle. Next to her, and holding her hand, was another bovine. He looked a little older than her, and Simon felt like he might have seen him around. But didn't know his name. After locking the door, Alex had a seat in the chair on the far side of the table as the two new comers had a seat.

"Alright, I think that's everyone," he announced. "And so before we begin, because there's new players here, we should go over the rules and give our names."

"I move that we rename Simon to Duct Tape Face," interrupted Lilly. Simon rolled his eyes. Elle and Vincent chuckled, remembering an incident from high school.

"Moving on," said Alex. "So each round you put on your slip of paper two names. You put an up arrow for one, and a down for the other. Put your slip in the hat, and then we count the votes. The one with the most up votes is the predator. The one with the most down is the prey. If the predator refuses, they become prey automatically for the next vote. And we start again. The game ends at any time that a majority cast no votes at all. So leave your paper blank if you want it to end. Got it?"

Everyone nodded. Some more slowly than others.

"If a tie, we flip a coin to determine who wins for that position, unless there's a volunteer to let the other choose. Three way splits or more count as a vote to disband, so be careful with those if you want to continue. So... gotta have names, you all know me though. I'm Alex. And..."

Alex began to point at everyone in turn. The squirrel was named Ronda, the bull Calvin, and the Jackal introduced himself as The Best Damn Asshole You Could Ever Meet, Edward Bartholomew Asprax. It was agreed that if you put down Ed, it would count for him.

Alex distributed to everyone a small pile of note card sized slips of paper and a pen. Simon picked up his pen and made a show of writing something down. He then folded his blank note card and tossed it into the hat after a few others had done so. Once all the votes were collected, Alex shook up the hat, and turned it upside down. Then the counting of the votes began.

"So two blanks," announced Alex. "The predator is going to be... Vincent with three votes, Ed and Simon making up the rest. The prey is... a toss up between Elle and Lilly. Sorry ladies, gotta coin flip. The other two votes were for Ed and me. Oh thanks a lot, guys." Alex snickered as he produced the coin. "Lilly, heads or tails? Call it correctly and Elle's prey."

"Uh..." she looked to Calvin.

"Its ok Lilly, trust your instinct."

"Heads!"

The coin was flipped. Elle and Lilly were both leaning forward, holding their breath. The coin landed on heads. Lilly leaned back, relieved. Elle's jaw dropped.

Vincent smiled at her. Then he licked his lips. "Thank you for this opportunity guys."

Vincent and Elle rose from their seats. Elle's head was bowed. But Simon noticed she had a little bit of a smile as she walked with Vincent towards the bedroom. The door closed.

"So then," said Alex excitedly. "Who's up for a game of clue?"

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In the end it turned out to be professor plumb, in the library, with the knife. But Simon almost botched his win there as the cries of passion were getting quite loud by the end game. And then it got quiet. It was maybe ten minutes after the game ended and everyone was enjoying their drinks of choice when Vincent exited the bed room.

The croc was no longer wearing his shirt. And with good reason. His stomach, which hadn't been anything of note before, now stretched out past the top of his pants. Far enough that he was keeping his excessively long tail straight back to manage his balance. Everyone watched as he retook his seat next to Simon. The skunk gulped and glanced down at the croc's gut. He could swear it was moving from an internally motivated power.

"Well that was fun," said Vincent.

Most the rest didn't seem too bothered by this display. Lilly and Calvin were clearly not at ease though. Vincent caught Calvin's funny look.

"Its not like its not your first time playing the game guys, come on. Sometimes newbies lose right out the gate," grunted the croc. "Well I might be full, but we gotta vote still. And..."

Alex nodded. Simon noticed at that point that the wolf was looking a bit jealous of Vincent. "Right, go and get to voting guys."

"Mind handing me a card?" Vincent asked Simon. The skunk hurriedly complied.

Simon thought long and hard about his vote this time. He suspected Vincent might vote to end the game. And someone else already was. Lilly perhaps? Or maybe she hadn't the first time, and was going to do it this time given she almost lost the first time. So there might be the votes to end it.

But then Simon realized that someone voted for him to be predator last time. The skunk put down two names. Himself as the predator and Ed as the prey.

The next vote count again had two abstains. There were a few surprised looks as Calvin was declared predator with three votes, Ed and Simon getting the other two. The prey side was a closer vote with one each for Alex, Lilly, and Simon. That vote left the skunk somewhat panicked as he spotted the ballots as they were counted. But the prey, via the last two votes counted, was then declared to be Ed.

"Well fuck," shouted the Jackal. "Serves me right for playing games like this. Well fuck it." Ed stood up and began to pull his clothes off. He looked to Calvin who was much slower in his standing and barked out, "You looking to mount me first, or just getting on with it?"

Calvin shrugged and then looked to Lilly. "Well if we both made it to the end me and Lilly were going to..."

"Ok, so it won't be that long," said Ed as he dropped his shorts and marched into the bedroom with just his fur. "And fuck," he growled out. "And fuck you Vincent. Fuck you!" Calvin moved up behind Ed after that and soon the door was closed, muffling the jackals annoyed screams and yelps.

Simon took a deep breath. That was one vote away from being him in there instead. He looked around at the others and then to Alex.

"So he's been a regular for a while?"

Alex nodded. "The only one who's played in this group longer than me. And I've made it through five games, three as host. Heh, I suspect he was the one voting for me too. So I might make it a few more."

Simon was about to ask another question when they all began to hear Ed again. But instead of copious amounts of unimaginative profanity, it was pleasured yips. Lilly rolled her eyes.

"Don't worry Lilly," said Vincent. "Ed's got a hair trigger. If your guy's going down on him he'll be done soon." The yips ended. "Told yah."

"Still doesn't make me feel great to have my boyfriend sucking off a guy I kind of hate. Even if he's about to eat him."

Vincent chuckled. "Could be worse, yah know? Could of been you in here." The croc patted his belly, sending it jiggling. "Almost voted for you instead of Ed." The croc's grin went quite toothy.

It was only a couple more minutes before Calvin reemerged. Like Vincent he had opted to leave his shirt off. Though his larger build hid the bulge of his stomach better, it was still quite more stomach than what his shirt was fit for.

"Next round?" asked Alex.

Everyone got to working on their votes. Simon's thoughts flashed here and there, but in the end he opted to cast no vote. On the counting, his was the only vote to end. The prey victor was clear again, with Ronda on three votes, and the two bovines picking up the rest. For the predator role, Alex and Calvin tied.

"So I guess I should call," said Calvin. "Uh, no, Ronda? You call for me."

The squirrel, who had barely spoken a word all night, seemed to miss the request for a moment. But then she called tails. The coin landed as heads.

"Well Ronda, glad you could finally make it. I always love seeing you drop in for these things, and maybe getting a little extra chub for your trouble. But..." said Alex as he stood up. "Its been a pleasure. And well... heh, if you guys want to play Clue again feel free, else there's other games in the closet over there. We might be a while."

Alex leaned in and put a kiss on Ronda's cheek. Paw in paw they walked into the bedroom, whispering things to each other.

---

It was well over an hour before Alex emerged, himself looking quite a bit heavier. He stunk of sex and had only managed to slip his briefs back on before coming back out. The rest of the gang had managed to get through a full game of Power Grid and then had opted to chat for a while.

During the conversation, Calvin and Lilly explained their reasons for attending. They liked the risk. And they were both quite eager to hit the sac when the game was over. Lilly also had a thing for guys with guts, and loved seeing Calvin with one after a very large meal. Vincent's reasoning was much more base. He liked eating people. And getting to have some sex with his meals along the way was a bonus, even if his admission there got a playful bump to the shoulder from Lilly. Calvin shot back by reminding her of her first win as predator. Simon was a bit more nervous about saying much about his reasons for being there. But after some begging from the others he admitted it, but only after Alex had emerged.

"There's fun with risk. And yeah, that's great. But... I always wanted to eat someone. Its difficult and I didn't want to do it to someone who wasn't into the scene. And..." he took a deep breath. "Well the risk on being on either side... If I'm going to leave this world some day, I'd rather it be this way than in a hospital bed. So I guess I want it to be a bit more on my own terms."

This got some nods from the group.

"You know, stuff like that does kind of suggest you might get voted as prey next round," said Vincent with a very hungry looking grin.

"Oh you," said Lilly. "Shove it."

"I think its voting time," shot back Vincent. "I think I got room for more here."

Everyone was glancing around as they got to voting this time. The eight was now five. And three of them were already looking well fed. Lilly and Simon exchanged nervous looks before scratching down their votes.

This time there was once again one non vote. But the victor for both pred and prey was the same, Lilly. Simon voted for himself as predator again, but someone else had voted him as prey. Calvin took the other pred vote, and Alex the other prey.

The assembled looked to Alex for guidance. The wolf smirked. "Well then... I guess Lilly has to eat herself. Will you?"

"I, what?"

"That's the rule," said Alex. "If you refuse, you are automatically prey for the next round."

"What the fuck?" shouted Calvin. "No special rule here? A revote?"

"Hey now, you can vote yourself as predator next round Calvin," explained Alex. "And if you refuse the call, you get put in her place for the next round." The wolf snickered. "Or you could just eat her. You know." Alex winked at Lilly.

Calvin looked about ready to leap over the table and punch Alex in the face. But despite having a raised fist to do just that, he slowly sank back down into his chair. "Fine. Let's vote again."

That next round of voting had no non votes. But it did have a tie. Simon and Calvin looked at each other. Calvin was a good foot taller than the skunk, and quite a bit more pissed by this point. "Call it," he said.

"Uh, heads!" yelped Simon in a panic.

The coin landed. "Heads it is, Simon..."

The skunk gulped and tried to force a smile. Calvin snorted.

"Treat her right, ok?" he grunted. "You fuckers should had voted to end the game."

Simon shot up and took a few steps to the bedroom, mostly trying to get away from the angry bull. As he slid on through the door his nose was quickly filled with the scents of what had gone on before. And the sight of a bed that looked a bit more damp than he was comfortable with. Lilly slowly walked towards the door behind him. Just as she was closing it, Simon could hear Calvin grumble out, "I'm voting the stink shit down next."

Lilly looked at the door for a few moments with her back turned to Simon. He heard her give a long sigh.

"Guess it was inevitable," she said quietly. But despite the fear in her voice, her tail was up and moving about. "Kind of glad it wasn't Calvin. Wouldn't be... as special I guess."

Lilly turned and looked to Simon. The skunk was still in a bit of shock over the pairing.

"I... voted for Calvin," admitted Simon.

"I didn't. Figured since someone was consistently voting for you... that you'd be the best chance. So you could say, I choose you." The cow took a few steps forward. She was taller than Simon, but not by much. But so much thicker, making him seem like a twig to her tree. The skunk was having thoughts about what was to transpire. "I hope you can handle me," Lilly continued.

Her arms rose up and wrapped around the skunk, pulling him in against herself. Her large breasts pushed against his chest. And somewhat around it. Simon gulped. In that moment he wondered if she was trying to get him to refuse. So that maybe she'd have a chance of eating him instead. Or perhaps see her boyfriend do it.

Simon considered this option for a moment. She'd be the largest meal of any sort he had ever had after all. It might just be too much for him. He might not be able to do it. His tail, he realized, had gone stiff. He inhaled.

"Hey now, this might be my first time doing this sort of thing, but I'm a quick learner."

Lilly smirked. "Well there is that, but I was meaning handling me for the pre dinner fun."

Simon had only a moment to react before her lips landed on his. And his reaction was to let her. And to open his muzzle a little bit. An opening the bovine took quick advantage of by invading his mouth with her tongue. They locked lips like this for nearly a minute. The kiss slowly put the skunk at ease. And then beyond as he came to notice the tightness in his pants.

Perhaps feeling that lump brushing against her leg or via some sort of psychic connection letting her know that Simon was happy with the situation, Lilly moved a hand to the front of the skunk's pants and unzipped his fly. Soon there were fingers wrapping around the skunk's shaft as he grew more excited. Her other paw groped his rear.

Simon was still a bit nervous, and during this only managed to rub her back. But those rubs grew more intense once she began to stroke his length. One paw, then the other, dipped under Lilly's shirt. He wasn't a virgin, but he still wasn't practiced enough to be able to handle a bra clasp with just one paw. With her shirt still on, Lilly felt her undergarment come loose around the time the kiss finally ended.

"Most boys pull my shirt off first," she cooed.

"Guess I'm prone to getting ahead of myself. Next time I'll do things the proper way, heh."

Lilly took a step back and grabbed the skunk's shirt. It was soon sliding off from around his head. Once his arms were free, he was repeating the gesture for her benefit. The cow's shirt and bra came off easily enough and landed in a pile of familiar clothes not far away. Simon's eyes went right down to those massive mammaries. The skunk took a deep breath. Lilly noticed his eyes lighting up.

"Go ahead..." she said offering her chest to him.

Simon's paws landed on her and immediately began to rub. His lips were again on her, this time wrapping around one of her teats. As he suckled, Lilly reached down and gave the skunk's waist band a few tugs. Simon shook his hips and let his pants and underwear fall to the floor once she couldn't yield much more progress. Realizing he was fully in the buff but she was yet to be, he reluctantly slid his paws down from her breasts, stroking through her short fur to his prey's hips. An unfastening and zip later, he was pealing Lilly's own remaining wear from he lower half.

The skunk opened his eyes and looked up at his prey. He slid his muzzle from her and smirked. "Don't think I'd mind adding to the mess around here... And as you'll not have to deal with clean up..."

Lilly giggled and took a step towards the dirty bed. She pondered her options before sliding onto her back. Lilly left the lower parts of her legs dangling off the side, her intentions for where he'd end up being clear. As she got into position she got her first full look at the skunk.

Simon was certainly on the lean side. A bit of muscle visible here or there, but lacked even the most mild of chub that the other predators at these parties tended to have. Of course she also checked out his other goods. Calvin could beat him in dimensions, but for his size and build, Simon's cock looked quite impressive, almost oversized. "Nice," she whispered to him. "As it's the last dick I ever get, I hope you know how to use it."

Simon gave her a nod. "Yes. But don't take my word for it... Let me show you."

The skunk crossed the gap towards the bed. Keeping his feet on the floor, he lowered his upper half down. His eager length landed upon the fur of Lilly's mound as he came down atop her. Once again he found his face filled with her chest. The skunk nuzzled and licked her nipples as he got comfortable. And once he was, with one paw helping to support his weight and the other slowly petting over his prey's body, the skunk began to move his hips back. The tip of his cock dipped down between her legs, teasing along the clef of her sex. His roaming paw slid down her belly. The skunk noticed that hidden under a bit of fat was a series of very powerful muscles. A big girl like her needed them to get around after all. Lots of protein. His paw slid down further.

Instead of grabbing his dick and guiding it in, he slipped his fingers along her nether lips instead. Rubbing and massaging gently at first. But slowly upping the pressure until they parted slightly under the push. The skunk's thumb wiggled into the mix, finding a particular lump which he began to affectionately rub. He looked up past her chest and into Lilly's eyes. She was getting lost in the joy of it already. A few more good rubs of her clit later, he slipped a finger fully into her passage. Then another, and another. They pushed in and out for a time. Lilly began to groan with each movement.

"Fuck..." she grunted. "And here I figured you for a total noob."

Under him, the skunk could feel her body twisting a little, tensing and shifting due to his finger movements. He grew a little bolder. And then slid the last free finger in.

"Too bad how this has gotta end. I'd loved to have been able to do this more than just once," said Simon.

A few more strokes of his fingers later and Simon withdrew. Lilly panted a few times. One of her hands had come to rest on Simon's head throughout what he had just done. And she had ruffled his head fluff, causing his head stripe to stick up. Lilly blinked a few times as she began to relax again. But she gasped as she felt something new upon her sex.

Simon guided his length forward. The tip made contact. and after a little pressure, parted his meal's entry. He slid in slow. He was aware she was experienced, but tended to be cautious when he made love. Simon heard her moan anew as a good number of inches of skunk entered her. He pushed up on his tippy toes to hilt her. And he rested there for a moment to let her get comfortable with him.

Lilly gave a nod. And Simon drew his hips back. His first few thrusts were short and slow. But even though the total rate of his movements remained the same, he was soon sliding most his length out and back in with each thrust. Simon knew he couldn't match Calvin in some ways, but he wanted to make sure he did his best for her. And from the sounds she made, he knew he was meeting her needs.

Lilly grabbed Simon's shoulder and pulled his upper body against hers. The skunk's snout vanished into her cleavage. One of her legs came up and around his hip. It began to push in time with his thrusts, helping him along. Helping him not run out of energy. And after a number of minutes, it began to push him faster.

Simon obliged, picking up his pace at her urging. He was uncertain how long he'd last, but he tried to keep himself a little distracted. Simon didn't want to leave her unsatisfied. But yet his mind still drifted from the math problems he tried to fill his head with to the feeling of her soft walls against his rigid cock. The warmth of her body against him, around him. The slickness of her natural lubricants letting him slide in easily over and over again. And despite that, the pure sensation of flesh rubbing on flesh that was driving him wild. And the movements that were causing his fuzz covered balls to bounce about in time with their undulations.

Flipping back and forth between these two worlds, Simon was caught a little off guard when he heard a loud moo. The loudest he had ever heard from Lilly. He tilted his head up and caught a glimpse of her tilting her head back at the end of the utterance. And he caught the start of the next, but his attention was distracted by her calf slapping his rear harder, shoving him as deep as possible. Then again after only a brief reprieve and time to pull back. Simon got the message and began to thrust as fast as he could. And was soon rewarded by Lilly, his soon to be prey, shuddering and shaking beneath him. And mooing once more as her cunny walls tugged at his cock, squeezing and pulling and twitching all around him as he pushed her over that peak.

But Simon wasn't quite done yet.

Lilly's eager leg movements pushed him all the way in and halted his thrusts. The skunk wrapped his arms around her as he let himself rest atop her, his chin flanked by copious tracts of cow.

"Simon... fuck I didn't let you..."

"No problem," he said between deep breaths. "Almost there, but... Mmm... mind getting on all fours?"

Lilly grinned. Her leg slid off from his rump and soon Simon was rolling to the side. As Lilly rolled over and crawled further onto the damp bed, the skunk inspected his well slicked cock. He gave an approving nod.

"What you waiting for?" she asked, looking over her shoulder, her legs spread, rear presented to him, and her tail held high.

The skunk scrambled towards her. And instead of mounting and fucking till he was done, his lips came to hers, giving the cow's sex a kiss. A kiss heavy on tongue. A tongue that wiggled its way inside tasting the results of their fun so far, her arousal and climax. A tongue that flicked and rubbed this way and that. Lilly whimpered and her legs grew weak as she was caught off guard by this fresh and unexpected assault.

This distraction also let Simon calm down some. He didn't want to go soft, but he didn't want to simply slip on in and pop. And so his lips and tongue worked over his prey's pussy until he was certain he'd avoid such an embarrassment. Lilly let out a quiet moo when his muzzle left her. Simon whipped off a string of saliva connecting his chin to her before scrambling up atop Lilly.

The skunk's paws landed on her hips. His belly against her generous ass. And his cock just outside her once again. With a push of his legs he was again burying himself into his prey. This time he was not nearly as cautious. With her insides already sopping wet and his own lusts nearly there, he began to vibrantly rutting the bovine. This time they both grew loud. Gone were the distractions in his mind. The skunk let himself get subsumed totally into the lust of the moment. Stroking his cock in and out of the woman he'd soon dine upon.

And thoughts of fear, that he'd not be able to do it, to consume her, crept into his mind again.

But this time it was a little different. Soon the potency of that fear slid away. And Simon began to imagine instead the joy of that moment to come. The feeling of her sliding in. Of wriggling around. Of pushing his fur out. The fearful distraction turned into one of need. Of greed. Of gluttony.

And that is what push the skunk over the edge. He grunted, and then chirped out in pleasure as his cock jumped, sending streams of spunk into Lilly's cunny. The skunk continued to thrust as hard and as fast as he could, but the roll of his climax stole some of his strength, forcing the pumps of his hips to match that of his balls as they filled Lilly enough that some squirted out from her pussy lips. A few more intense but slower rolls of his body later and the skunk was spent. And he fell forward onto her. And Lilly lowered the both of them onto the bed.

Simon wrapped his arms around her middle and nuzzled her shoulder. There was a few more twitched movements down below, but they were not motivated by his mind any more. He took a deep breath. And then she did as well.

"That was good stinky," she said. "Think I made the right choice."

"How long they usually give for things?" he asked quietly.

"Generally a couple hours at max I think? Then they might poke their heads in. But this late... I wouldn't be surprised if they've gotten to passing out on the couches by now.

Simon kissed the back of Lilly's neck. "So you're saying we might have all night..."

Lilly smirked. "Maybe. Heh, but if you're going to be able to walk in the morning..." she offered up. "And just a warning, I think I'm good now. But might be more prone to fighting you off in the morning. The high of it all will be gone."

"Just a little bit longer then," said Simon. "Lilly... I'm glad you were my first."

"Hey, no problem. I'm honestly surprised you didn't get gulped already. Heh, I did vote for you twice after all."

"Hey now, hehe..."

"It fucked me over the second time as I voted myself predator," she admitted. "And so instead of getting to have you for myself... well, I guess I kind of did. But you know what I mean."

Simon didn't respond. And instead let the conversation rest for a time. Eventually though his paw began to wander Lilly once again. Less lust filled this time, it was slower in its movements. More curious. Exploring her front, her sides, her legs, her groin, and her breasts each in turn. Lilly seemed to enjoy this, occasionally making quiet moo sounds to keep him going. When his paw was on its second round, the skunk began to lick the back of her neck. And then along her shoulder. And then up the side of her head.

"I'll probably have trouble," he admitted. "But I think I can do it."

"Alright. If you don't... I'm voting for Calvin to be your predator... and you don't want to get mounted by him. Let alone churned up."

Simon chuckled. "I guess I have an extra incentive."

The skunk gave her a few more licks before starting to work his way down her back. By this point his cock had gone soft and slipped free from his dinner. And so he casually slid further down her, nuzzling her back between his slurps. Soon he was nuzzling her tail. And then nosing between her cheeks. His tongue came out and parted those lovely curves, sliding all along her crack. His tongue gave a few more appreciative slurps to her labia before he began to slide off the end of the bed, leaving her legs mostly unattended for the moment.

Crouching at the end of the bed, the skunk was presented with Lilly's hooves. He sniffed them. And inspected them. The cow rolled onto her belly. The skunk took a hold of the cow's calf and directed the first hoof to his muzzle. There was taste of floor of course upon it, but he didn't really mind much. The skunk deposited it at the back of his muzzle. After a very deep breath, he opened his throat, gave her leg a little push, and gulped.

He knew he had to work quickly from this point. And so directed her other hoof between his teeth and into his throat as quickly as he could. The pressure of both against the walls of that passage was more intense than anything he'd ever experienced in any meal he had ever had. She was his first prey after all. His eyes slid up along Lilly's backside. And these hooves were hardly the widest part of his dinner.

The skunk swallowed again, and again, and pushed himself forward, feeding her legs into his muzzle as he went. Lilly whimpered as she felt waves of hungry throat rolling over her legs, slowly sliding up them. Simon's jaw popped twice as he began to slide his cheeks around her thighs. Something somewhere else popped as well but he wasn't sure what it was in the moment. He grabbed a paw full of cow ass and pulled. His eyes came shut as his throat, his neck, and chest all stretched hard as her thighs slipped in. Her hooves were already entering his stomach he could feel. Lilly twitched her legs some and wagged her tail. That is before he snatched it and stuffed the end into his cheek.

"You're doing fine hun," she said looking back at him with a scared, but resolute, and slightly pleasured look. She knew this was her end. But she was making the most of it. Simon peaked at her to catch this, but his mind shook with the realization that yes, despite her thick thighs filling his throat, forcing what little air was left in his lungs out, he was yet to her thickest spot.

Instead of simply grabbing and pulling at her, he grabbed the end of his own muzzle and pulled it up, and then used the rest of his limbs to propel forward. His teeth were scratching at her some, but it wasn't causing her pain. Or at least she wasn't showing it. But his teeth were getting caught in her fur and slowing him down, hindering his progress. He gave a shake of his body to the left, then the right, then the left again. And the pattern continued as his cheeks slowly wrapped around her rump and eventually her hips. Gulping was more tricky for such treats.

Lilly pawed at the sheets as she felt his tongue flail between her legs, slurping over her mound and lower belly. And after a bit more time and effort on Simon's part, beyond up along the middle of her stomach, teasing into her bellybutton for a few seconds as he adjusted himself elsewhere. Once her broad hips were sliding through his neck, the skunk, running low on air, grew more eager. But the going was a bit easier for a few moments as her thick but much softer mid section was slurped up. Simon's next challenge were her tits naturally. Though her hips had been firmer, she was certainly top heavy. Not quite knowing how to handle the situation, he reached for her shoulders, and pulled with all his might. Her breasts were pushed up as his tight lips pushed up at them from below. She mooed loudly again as the skunk's jaw was pulled wider and wider around her. And they were both quite relieved once her tits finally started to slide down his throat.

But of course, this just left everything above her torso. Lilly lifted her arms up to help him out. And tilted her head to make herself a bit more streamlined. The skunk realized just how important her warning about her maybe being resistant in the morning was by this point. He'd of failed most likely, making him and Lilly tempting targets of the others. Simon's mouth moved forward and Lilly's head entered his mouth. His throat, now quite practiced at its work, muffled her final moo not long after.

Simon realized that his legs were stretched out around this point. His belly, now quite full of cow had pushed down onto the bed, and push the rest of him up as Lilly had been slowly forced into a curl. Simon rolled to his side, and almost off the bed as he got to gulping Lilly's arms down. Finally there were just a few fingers left of the cow hanging from his muzzle. Fingers that gave his snout a light pat before being sucked up. The skunk was able to breath not long after, and he took the deepest breath he had ever managed. He realized he was nearly on the edge of passing out and had only just barely managed to get Lilly down in time. He took a few more deep breaths before Simon finished his swallows, sending the bovine's arms down to join the rest of her. And then Simon, awash with so many new sensations, slowly looked down.

The skunk's belly was stretched beyond anything he thought possible. So far that his fur seemed sparse and the hue of the skin beneath was mixing with his natural dark colors. He reached for the mass and cautiously put a paw upon it. Lilly said something from within, but the echo of it was muffled beyond recognition.

"Thank you," he said. "You were great."

Simon then rubbed his new paunch as she continued to move for a while. Twitching perhaps. Or getting into more comfortable positions inside the tight confines of his body. Or for all he knew she was doing gymnastics given how much she moved at times. The feelings felt wonderful though. And he wished they'd never stop. But as his stomach's environment changed and her air grew thin, his beefy meal's movements began to slow.

Simon drifted off not long after.

---

"Hey," said Alex as he gave Simon's shoulder a light shake.

Simon's eyes slid open as he turned his head. "Mmm... huh?"

"Its a little rude to pass out in the middle of a game Simon," he said in a playful tone.

"Oh... heh... guess I did," grunted back the skunk.

"Don't worry about it. The other two already opted to sleep anyway. Though Calvin woke up when he heard the last of the mooing."

Simon smirked. "Hey, I wasn't going to stop her from showing her excitement. Even if it might have pissed him off."

Simon tried to roll over to his back to properly look at Alex, but the weight in his middle halted his plan.

"Careful. For a first time she was quite the meal. Surprised you actually managed it. I was hoping to get a crack at her myself..." Alex poked Simon's belly, giving it a jiggle. "I headed in as there's not exactly a good spot to sleep out there, and kind of wanted to hop in my own bed. Didn't want you waking up with a surprise wolf on your hands."

"Ok," grunted Simon.

Alex then waddled around the bed to the far side. He was still packing quite the belly himself. Simon wasn't sure if he was still wearing underwear or not it dipped so low and it was dark now. The wolf crawled into bed after giving it a sniff.

"Think you two were the loudest of the night. Calvin's pissed," Alex said as he started to get comfortable. The wolf's belly pushed up against Simon's as he found a comfortable spot that wouldn't send him off the edge of the bed in the middle of the night. "Think he'll be voting to down you the rest of the game."

Simon nodded. And then realized that it was clear the others hadn't opted to end the game yet. He grew more awake quickly and his ears perked. Of course Calvin, pissed at him, wouldn't have agreed to end it with the other two while Simon was busy.

"Are we... going to continue?" asked Simon.

Alex chuckled. "Probably. I mean, in the morning I might have enough room for some beef myself... With Calvin probably not voting to end, the rest of us would need to do it. And since you were busy... game continues. That's the rules. And I don't break them. And I don't let others break them."

Simon solemnly nodded. The morning was going to be quite interesting he realized. Assuming he could get out of bed.

---

They both slept soundly, belly to belly like that. And both were woken in the morning by Vincent wandering in and yelling something at them. The croc was still barely awake himself at the time, so coherence was not in the cards. Alex was up first. He was in fact wearing undies Simon realized as he stole a glance of his friend's rear as Alex walked away. Alex soon returned and gave Simon a bit of a paw rolling to the edge of the bed. And then another slipping Simon's underwear back on.

After a little bit of a stumble, Simon found the strength to walk, slowly making his way towards the main room once again. Getting through the door was a little tricky, but after a bit of squeezing he was through.

His stomach was hard at work, he noticed as he moved. Making all sorts of interesting sounds. Vincent was on his phone tapping away at a messenger when Simon found himself in the largest of the recliners. Calvin was in the kitchen drinking some water.

"So!" said Alex. "Everyone sleep well?"

Vincent grunted. Calvin was silent. Simon smirked.

"Yep," said the skunk petting his belly. "Best night I think I've ever had."

Calvin marched on back to the seats, glass in hand, and plopped himself down opposite Simon. The bull glared at him as he sipped the water.

Vincent looked up from his phone. "We voting or what?" The croc's phone was actually more resting on his stomach than really being held. And so he finished the last text and tilted it face down onto his scales.

"Alright, alright," said Alex before sliding everyone fresh slips of paper. Simon couldn't reach and so Alex offered him up the pen and his ballot.

And so Simon found himself with a dilemma. He could vote to end the game. If he, Vincent, and Alex wanted to end it, the game was over. And they'd go home. Each quite a bit heavier than when they arrived. But Simon remembered what Alex said the previous night. Clearly Alex was likely to vote for himself to be predator. And Calvin to be prey. What more, Calvin was likely to vote himself predator and Simon as prey. So Simon realized he really had one option her to avoid getting involved in a coin flip. And to avoid Calvin maybe cornering him later. Perhaps at another game night.

Alex smirked as he read the votes a few minutes later.

"Out with it," grunted Calvin.

"Ok, so, one not voting," started Alex, eying Vincent. "One vote for Calvin as predator. And two for me."

Calvin huffed but didn't interrupt.

"And... for prey," continued Alex. "One vote for Simon. Two for... you Calvin."

The anger of the bull seemed to radiate throughout the room, causing even Vincent to squirm a bit. But Alex kept his cool.

"Calvin, sorry, but I get to eat you."

"Fuck this shit," yelled the bull before throwing his glass of water at the kitchen.

"Hey now," said Vincent cautiously. "Don't be playing like that. If you weren't going down his gullet you'd be cleaning that up."

Calvin gripped the arms of his seat tightly and huffed. His eyes were piercing and focused. But not on Alex. On Simon.

Simone grinned right on back. "Hey, you seemed kind of upset that I got to fuck and eat your girl. Figured you'd vote to gulp me. So naturally..."

Alex nodded and added. "And I voted for you because I'm tired of your shit Calvin. Your disrespect for the game and my friends and meals. And since I don't kick people out of my games... there's only one way to get rid of you."

Alex licked his lips.

"Get your asses in the bedroom," grunted Vincent. "Or Calvin, I'll pick you up and shove you down Alex's throat myself."

Calvin made a few more pissed grunts. Then he stood up and marched off towards the bedroom. As Alex slipped out of his chair and moved into the bedroom after, Simon and Vincent exchanged amused looks.

Before the door shut, Simon called out, "Lilly voted for me to pred by the way!"

The last Simon saw of Calvin's face was him turning back over his shoulder and glaring at the skunk with murder in his eyes.

But Simon didn't have to worry about that. He and Vincent settled in and both napped for a while. But after a particular loud glorp from his stomach, Simon was again awake. It had been at least a couple hours since Alex and Calvin had gone off to handle things. And the skunk swore his stomach seemed smaller. Or at least less bulky. Vincent woke up a little bit later as things got closer to noon. The corc spent a few minutes puttering and cleaning broken glass before plopping back down in his seat.

"Fuck, and I figured I'd get to work on the tuck today," he said as the croc spotted the clock. "How long those two shits been in there?"

"Not sure... think two and a half?"

Vincent grunted and stood up. "Probably got his ass stuck in bed... Gotta have thighs of steel to be a predator you know. You'll get there if you keep gulping meals like that."

After patting Simon's belly, Vincent headed towards the door and gave a light knock. Then a heavier one. Then he opened the door. Simon craned his head to look past the croc, but his middle was blocking most the view. Still, Simon could spot a mount of fur beyond.

"He's fine," said Vincent. "Just napping." The croc huffed and headed on in. After some conversation that Simon couldn't hear that seemed to wake Alex up, Vincent headed back to the main room. "He'll be a few minutes."

It was almost a half hour before Alex reappeared. And he smelled very much of Calvin. And he was without his underwear this time. As Alex looked at his usual seat he whimpered. Vincent rolled his eyes and slid his pants off.

"Here," he said before tossing them into the chair. "Sit on that. You just gotta be up to letting me use your washer later. Don't want to be leaving here with cow spunk on my leg.

And so Alex had a seat, the cushion protect from the remains of Calvin's second place prize. Alex leaned back. His stomach had grown far beyond what Simon thought possible. The skunk looked on in amazement. It was incredible what his friend had accomplished. The equivalent of three whole people was now hanging off his body. Nearly spilling all the way to the floor as he sat. The wolf was quite unable to reach around his gut, let alone to the table.

And thus Vincent was the one who handed out the paper and pens for this round.

Alex whimpered but otherwise said nothing as he seemed to scratch something onto his ballot. Vincent kept his paper covered. Simon wasn't subtle at all. He had had time to figure out his next move in the game.

"Ok you big baby," grunted Vincent as he collected up the papers. "I'll do the vote counting this time." Vincent then laid out the votes. And then fell silent.

Simon craned his head forward to inspect the votes. Alex, stuffed to the brim, grinned. One non voting. For predator, one vote for Alex. One vote for Simon. For prey, two votes for Vincent.

"Well fuck me sideways," grunted the croc. "Never figured someone would..." Vincent paused there. And took a deep breath. "Well we got a tie for predator. You shit heads better not have voted for each other else this might be the least comfortable meal. You know, given how tubby you two are now." He grunted again and then let out a couple more fucks. "Call it, uh... Alex."

"Tails," he called. Alex coin already somehow in paw, flipped. It came up heads.

"Looks like we're both going to be triple preds today," said Alex as Simon started to pull himself from the chair. Vincent stood and offered a claw. "Been a while since there's even been one. My first game I think. And it wasn't me. Glad your first could get you there."

Simon almost stumbled into the coffee table but was caught by Vincent. Vincent slid an arm under Simon and gave him a bit of a lift.

"Sure you're going to be able to make it? I mean, you could just refuse..."

"And get gulped myself?" said Simon. "No thanks!"

Vincent rolled his eyes and helped his predator back into the bedroom.

"Have fun you two!" said Alex as Simon stumbled onto the bed.

"I don't know about our skunk ball here," grunted Vincent. "But I certainly will."

And with that Vincent shut the door. The croc wasted no time sliding his boxers off and tossing them into the growing pile of clothes that belong to those already consumed. He then marched on up to the side of the bed and leaned over Simon's gut, putting his muzzle right in the skunk's face.

"I don't care if you get off. But as is my right I'm taking a round on your ass, got it?"

Simon nodded meekly. The skunk had never bottomed before, and so opened his mouth to say something.

"No complaints. And if you're worried, I know where Alex keeps his lube. And I know what I'm doing. Now lay back and let me do my thing. You'll get your... grrr... meal soon enough."

Vincent was certainly huffy as he pushed Simon onto his back. The crocodile then slipped his fingers under the skunk's gut and reached for his undies. The croc pulled them down in a quick motion, leaving them a little ripped due to his claws and the zest for which he tugged. Vincent then moved to the night stand and grabbed something from the drawer. Simon then spotted that Vincent was getting a bit aroused, seeing a couple inches of croc cock sliding from his slit. Vincent's acquisition was then turned about and he gave it a squeeze above his groin. Fluid rained down upon his cock and he began to furiously rub it with his other hand. As he did, the croc's cock grew more rigid, and longer. Simon gripped the sheets tightly as he realized just how big Vincent was becoming.

"Don't worry your pansy ass. Well... maybe your ass," he said with a chuckle. "I don't plan on destroying you. Well, maybe when you hit the toilet later... heh... heh... uh... huh ... Its not as funny when I'm on the receiving end."

"I bet," said Simon. "We could... you know... opt to end the game."

Vincent shook his head. "No can do. Alex's awesome, but screwing up the rules just means he gets the drop on me later. And you. Hosts duty and all to be a jackass about it. And we agreed to it. We're in."

Simon nodded. "You're right. Just, this is my first time being on this end... and I'm not sure how to, well, handle things."

"Take it easy. Don't freak out. And most of all, don't try to push me out. Either end, heh. Ok that one was a little funny."

Vincent, seemingly satisfied after the second coating, put the bottle down and and moved back to the foot of the bed.

"Working with that stomach of yours is gunna be tricky. Hmm... Ok, flipping you over."

Simon flailed but eventually, with Vincent's help, managed to roll over onto his stomach in the middle of the bed. In this spot, given how much Lilly there was below him, his ass was raised up quite a bit from the sheets.

"Perfect," said Vincent.

Simon was about to say something in response but it turned into a squeak as he felt a snout press between his ass cheeks. And then a tongue came out and slurped over his hole. And it did it three more times. And then it poked at his pucker directly, pressing diligently, spreading it some. Working its way in. Simon squeaked again as an open hand came crashing down onto his ass cheek. His stomach jiggled more than his rear did, but he felt both areas ripple.

Vincent grunted and withdrew his tongue. "Some folks hate the stank of skunk. But... eh, its not that bad for me. If it was I guess I'd be dead by now!"

Simon craned his head to the side just in time to see Vincent hopping up onto the bed and sliding up over his back.

"Get that tail out of the way," grunted the prey. "How am I gunna fuck yah if its... thank you." Vincent wrapped a hand around Simon's chest, and the other held his hip. "Its gunna feel a little weird for spot. Just let it happen though. I'll do all the hard work. Most guys, even straight ones, don't mind it once I get going. Enjoyed maybe a dozen since I started playing the game... But if there's any actual pain, let me know. Got it?"

Simon nodded.

Vincent's belly had subsided some from the previous night, but there was still plenty of it now pressing against Simon's back. The croc wore it well though, and his scales seemed to accommodate, even if they looked quite tight. Simon was thinking about the feel of that now long gone doe when his thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of something warm sliding between his ass cheeks.

Vincent started out by simply rubbing the tip of his cock against his predator. Using the liberal coating of lube on his length as an applicator for the hole it'd be using. Once he was satisfied, he began to push. Simon was surprised by how easy his ass opened up. Still, the lack of pain didn't mean he didn't whimper. Vincent, despite his obvious strength and advantage in the situation, took it slow, gently guiding himself into the skunk's body. Letting Simone get used to the feel of the streamlined tool. And before Simon could really tell, the croc's initial push came to an end.

"See, not so bad is it?"

"No," said Simon. "Guess not. Heh... and for the record, me and Alex voted for ourselves I'm pretty sure."

"Figured you both were hungry shits. He's probably annoyed he didn't get to have me himself. Or that you actually voted. Oh well." Vincent pulled his hips back a few inched, then rocked forward. "Still good?"

"Yeah. Its... its uncomfortable. But... something not bad about it."

Vincent chuckled. "You straight?"

"Six days a week?" answered Simon. This got another slow thrust from Vincent.

"Ah, one of those. Well if you keep up with vore parties you'll get all sorts of ass till you done get ate. But fuck its worth it. And you'll get used to being mounted too. If it wasn't me going down in this situation I'd let you have a crack at my backside. Wouldn't want to leave you unsatisfied on your way out."

Vincent thrusted again. Simon meeped, but didn't complain further. So Vincent did it again. After a couple dozen of these slow thrusts, the croc grew a bit bolder, stroking more of his cock in and out of the skunk. Simon found himself squeezing Vincent's length a little, but seemed most focused on keeping his hole relaxed as the croc slowly picked up speed.

"Never thought I'd get a virgin hole for my last time," grunted Vincent.

"Never thought I'd... lose it to my lunch."

They both chuckled.

"Simon?" said Vincent over the sounds of his scales slapping against fur, and the slick squelches of his eager rutting. "Glad you came. And glad you got to eat Lilly. She looks good on yah. Just make sure to hit the gym the next few weeks. You look like you're about to topple as is."

"Alright," said Simon between deep breaths.

The skunk had closed his eyes a few minutes later as he began to appreciate the fullness Vincent was providing his backside. It was also clearly amplified by the pressure from elsewhere in his body. The pressure of Lilly, now bubbling away inches away from where his next meal was getting his fill of sex.

"You're... a pretty cool guy," grunted Simon.

"Thanks," went Vincent, now clearly much more distracted than before. The compliment was understood though. As was the pleasured quiver to the skunks voice. Vincent began to slam faster and faster, taking his consolation prize as he saw fit.

Simon's tongue fell out the side of his mouth. Saliva ran down it and joined the splotchy patterns on the sheets. He was actually enjoying himself, he realized. The feel of his meal. The feel of Vincent. Even the multitudes of scents rising up from the bed. There was a little of everyone there. The most obvious was himself and Vincent of course, Calvin coming up next along with Alex. Ronda and Lilly and Elle and Ed... And there were other scents. Many quite unknown to the skunk. The dozens, perhaps hundreds who had enjoyed a final night on this bed. The notion made the well stuffed skunk lustful. His own cock was out and dripping quite a bit. He wasn't sure if he had the urge to try to mount Vincent before he was gulped, but he was quite sure he lacked the endurance to do that and eat him.

And did he ever want to eat the crocodile.

Vincent snapped his jaws loudly in the air as he hit a fervent pace. Simon started to feel a little more full a few moments later. And then the slick of lubricant dripping from where Vincent's cock was quickly pistoning through the skunk's pucker was joined by something much more thick and creamy. Vincent slammed himself home one more time and grunted.

"Heh, not the best fuck I've ever had. But it'll do. I guess." Vincent huffed and patted Simon's belly side. "Alright you shit, time for me to join Lilly and become shit myself."

Without any ceremony, Vincent pulled out. There was a spray of juices all down Simon's legs from this. Simon realized that he might have some difficulty bathing when it was all over for a while. That he might smell of Vincent for days or weeks even.

As if reading his mind, Vincent spoke. "Oh, and you might want to use the shower through the large door there before you try to waddle home. I made a bit of a mess. Lots of jets that shoot up. Alex inherited it from the previous party host after all. Its great."

Vincent crawled off Simon and laid down besides his predator.

"Vincent," started Simon. "Did you ever think..."

"Well, yeah. Its kind of inevitable," the croc answered, again seemingly being on Simon's wavelength. "When you gamble with your life. Eventually you get gulped. But you get to experience so much along the way. Especially if you look like a good predator like me. Heh, think that's saved my tail a few times." Vincent reached out and rubbed Simon's chest. "If you keep at it, do your best to look intimidating. Don't be an ass like Calvin or Ed. And you'll get pretty far. Maybe you'll eat Alex someday and take over as host."

Simon smiled at Vincent, and then reached over to rub the croc's sides. Vincent did look the part of a predator. He was scaley, muscular, and tended towards having the expression of a hungry person by default. Simon half figured he'd of ended up in the croc's gut by now. But it was to be the reverse.

"Maybe I will," said Simon before pushing his muzzle to Vincent's and giving his prey a kiss.

The two kissed for a while. Minutes passed by as their lips locked and their paws rubbed each other's bodies. Vincent studying his new home. Simon learning every nuance of his prey's form. And both enjoying the slide of their tongues against each other.

Vincent tried to break the kiss. But when he did, Simon's mouth opened wider and darted forward. The skunk's lips wrapped around the croc's muzzle. The skunk took a few deep breaths. And then he pushed his face forward again. Vincent didn't panic. Instead he closed his eyes, and let his predator have his way with him.

Overall Vincent was easier to consume than Lilly had been. Once the croc's head was sliding down the skunk's throat and Vincent's shoulders were tucked in his cheeks, Simon was quite sure he'd be able to pull it off. Still there were spots of trouble. Vincent's broad shoulders lead right into a broad chest, followed by a full belly. The skunk had to latch onto various scales and twist himself forward to pull Vincent's chest and arms into his face. Simon slurped and gulped, pulsing waves of constriction around Vincent's as he clamored forward. Then Simon hit the croc's stomach stomach. Simon paused there for a few moments to squeeze as much of that belly in before proceeding, tucking as much in as he could at the pause by pressing the lower bits and hoping it'd just slide the contents within up and into his jaws. It partially worked, but the skunk was still forced to scoot himself forward after a bit before he could really master the necessary means to eat a well stuffed prey.

Simon's teeth caught a few times on Vincent's more ridgy spots. But clearing them were easier than when his teeth caught on Lilly's fur. Simon was sure he still had some left overs from his previous meal in his teeth for this very reason. Feeling Vincent enter his stomach was a little strange. Vincent struggled a little at first but soon calmed as he entered the soup within. Simon's tongue soon reached the crocodile's now mostly deflated length. He gave it a few slurps, not minding the potent mix of tastes covering it. If not for the lack of breath, the skunk would have paused there to slurp it clean. Vincent's hips were fairly narrow, but the thick tail base was a bit tricky to handle. Thighs vanished past his teeth, tongue skimmed over calves. And finally Simon, his head tilted back and laying on his side, had but two feet and a tail sticking out his mouth.

He stroked Vincent's tail a few times before his tongue scooped one foot and then the other into his gullet. The skunk gulped and then slurped up the scaled tail. And after a few more gulps and a catching of breath, Vincent was consumed.

Simon's eyes were shut, but he rubbed his stretch stomach, learning of its new dimensions this way. Like Alex, it was now well beyond his ability to reach around. It would likely take months for him to work it all off. If he even could. But he committed himself to hitting the gym when he was able. Simon groaned and did his best to shift onto his back, ending up firmly on one side of the large bed, his arm landing on the night stand for his troubles. From within there was a flurry of movement after his flop. The movements calmed after a bit, but Vincent was hardly still.

"Alex!" Simon called after a while of enjoying the blissful satisfaction of his meals and Vincent's occasional flails.

Alex soon came through the door. The wolf carefully waddled around to where Simon could see him. Alex was leaning as far back as he could manage to just keep balance. Vincent gave a few more kicks from within Simon.

"Hey, you did it," said Alex.

"Yep. Not... sure if I can get out of this bed any time soon."

"No problem," said Alex. Then Alex handed Simon a ballot but no pen, the intention clear that the game was to end upon the returning of the blank ballot. "I like to keep it official." Then the wolf's ears perked up as he saw movement from within the skunk. Alex flung himself onto the bed, landing his belly onto the other spot and totally ignoring Simon, who was about to hand the blank ballot back. "Oh yeah, that son of a bitch is used to swampiness. You might have him kicking around for hours. Lucky you." Alex put his ear to Simon's gut and began to stroke it.

Simon retracted the offered blank ballot. His other paw, still on the nightstand turned. There was a pen under his paw pads. The skunk picked it up. Simon took a deep breath and then quickly scribbled something on his ballot before tossing the pen away.

"He's going to churn up real good. I'm really surprised you didn't end up giving up last vote. You ended up with the biggest two prizes of the night I think. Lilly and Vincent... churning away in your gut you fucker." Alex lifted his head from Simon's gut just in time to see the skunk waving his ballot at the wolf. "Oh yeah."

Alex put his own ballot with Simons, shook them in his paws with excessive detachment, and then pulled them out.

"And to end another wonderful party, one blank vote, and one... oh for fucks sake Simon."

Simon smiled at Alex. Alex gave the skunk a cold look. Simon grinned at his prey.