Leave Nothing but Footprints
#24 of Patreon Reward Vignettes
Second vignette for Kent Badger!
This time around it's Craig, the badger from the other story, running into Edgar the Otter at the lakeside. Kent had some requests for fleshing out Craig's personality, and Craig will likely fall victim to many more of Kent's characters~
Contains: Big Round Pear-shaped Otters, Alluring Scent, Belly Worship, Implied Vore, Attracted to Peril, Implied Absorption, Casual Nudity, Rough Treatment, Navel Vore (endo), Brief Tickling and Making Sure Not to Litter.
Edgar the Otter belongs to Kent FA: WomblesFan Badger
Craig is my badger boi for Kent's preds to toy with
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Craig had just finished setting up his lawn chair on the sandy patch between the grass and the water's edge. The plump badger bent down to dig in his bag for the book he had brought to read, facing away from the lake.
The water rippled and a brown and tan otter peeked his head above the surface. His large, expressive eyes locked on the thoughtlessly swaying rear of the round badger and he silently eased himself out of the water. As he surfaced, his soft, thick roll of a neck exposed, before his shoulders pressed up into view as well. His oiled fur dried quickly as he fully stepped out of the lake, revealing his chest and stomach were covered in the same darker fur that made up his eyebrow markings.
He was even heftier than the object of his attention, belly round and low in such a way that his legs were forced into a wide stance. At the center of his tum was a deep pit of a navel, heavy plump pudge causing it to form a slight horizontal crease rather than a true ring. His tan tail was thick and soft as well, and along its length were a series of rings the color of plastic that had meant to be glow-in-the-dark. Despite his size, the lutra silently moved across the sand.
By the time Craig stood up and turned to sit into his chair, the large intruder was right there in front of him. The badger squeaked in alarm, dropping his book in the sand. His body went tense and he just stared, unable to think of anything else to do.
The otter smiled brightly. "Hello there!" He sounded friendly enough, that was certain. "I'm Edgar!"
The badger blinked a bit, and then blushed a little bit. He realized he'd been startled for nothing! "H-hey. I'm Craig... didn't hear you come up on me."
Edgar idly trailed a webbed hand along the side of his hanging ball of a belly. "I haven't seen you around these waterways before. Do you come to the lake often?" He casually pivoted to look back towards the water, bringing the rings on his tail to the attention of the smaller male. "I must say it is beautiful..."
"I haven't been to this lake before, no..." Craig's eyes were trailing the curves of this immensely round and soft looking lutra in front of him, a blush slowly creeping onto his cheeks. He noticed something as the otter's shadow crossed over the ringed tail, curiously stooping a bit and using a hand to cup over and block ambient light... The rings were definitely glowing on their own!
The hefty otter had silently continued his rotation, leaving his tail in place as a distraction until his broad belly threatened to knock Craig right over! Edgar reached down and gently guided the badger to stand upright again while mooshing his softness into the smaller male.
The black and white mustelid inhaled sharply, blushing deeper as he realized he'd been caught. "S-sorry I was just curious about..." He trailed off as the scent of chocolate became overpowering. He sniffed the air, and leaned his head down. His blush only flared as he realized the intoxicating scent was coming from the belly he'd been admiring. As he took another deep breath he started to stroke into either side of it thoughtlessly.
Edgar put his free paw on the back of the badger's head, swaying his glowing tail. "I love cute little morsels like you, Craig." He scritched between the smaller male's ears with his blunt claws, just one more thing about the big lutra that was round.
Craig let out a soft whine as he interpreted that as nothing more than affectionate complement. Some part of him told him that a red flag had been raised, but he didn't care, this big otter was attractive and attracted to him! And if he was dangerous... well... maybe that was attractive too. The badger pressed his face into the fur above the navel and took a deep whiff, his small tail wagging behind him.
The otter's smile was wide, stretching from cheek to chubby cheek. He pursed his lips and crooned. "So loving of my beautiful belly too. Bet you'd like to help it get rounder and heavier, huh?" Edgar scritched and stroked along one of the fawning badger's ears. "Would you like to come home with me~?" He proposed lightly, using his grip to remove Craig's face from his will-weakening scent and give him a bit of fresh air to respond with.
The badger whined softly, his fingers digging into the pudge a bit more firmly as he was pulled away. "Y-yes Edgar..." He was responding, before he'd really even thought about it. He'd do anything the big male said at this point!
Edgar nodded at receiving permission, or at least, what passed muster to the greedy otter. He shifted his weight to grasp at the badger's rear with one hand while the one on the back of Craig's head tugged down. He felt the smaller male's face grind along the top of his belly until it met the navel and stopped pushing down, drawing his hand away. In the same fluid moment he shoved towards himself with the grip on the thinner fur's hip.
Craig let out a muffled 'eep' as his reverie of the belly turned hot and dark, wrapped tightly all around himself. His arms were pinned to his sides and, more importantly to his clouded mind, torn away from touching the curve of the round gut! He squirmed feebly, but with the scent so much more intense within the tunnel of softness, he couldn't think of anything to do except try to rub again.
The otter, with practiced ease, placed the hand that had lined up Craig's head on one of the badger's soles and shoved again. When he pulled his hands away, just the undersides of both paws were peeking from the deep divot that surrounded his belly button. He idly wiggled a rounded claw against the underside of one paw pad, grinning at the wriggle it got him. He casually placed the badger's book back in his bag and set the bag on the seat. Edgar stood back upright, picking up the lawnchair, bag and all, and started to walk.
Muffledly, inside, Craig could hear Edgar muttering to him, the sound resonating warmly all around him. "Just let me find my shirt and then we're heading home, my morsel..."