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Leo stretched out in the sun. The large yellow plessie had found an open spot in the water park to take in the rays, having laid out the terry cloth sail he called a beach blanket between the fence and the cement walkway surrounding the wavepool. The rumbling of motors and sloshing of the water made for good white noise on top of the general chatter of the crowd, so he relaxed quite fully.

He was utterly unaware that he had gathered the gaze of quite a few normal sized park-goers just with his presence. Eyes locked on his glistening form as it lie on display in the sun. Like most of his kind his underside was white, which only enhanced the shine coming off his dome of a belly. Even lying flat on his back, the gut towered taller than any of the guests of a standard stature. The sprawled plessie shifted his stubby tail a bit between his thighs, which only resulted in the rather lewd bulge in his taut speedo getting rolled back and forth atop the rear limb.

A tubby grey raccoon wearing orange trunks stood and stared from nearest by, on the path surrounding the wave pool. His eyes and brow were hidden by his shaggy bangs, but the purplish blush shone brightly through the fuzz on his cheeks. His jaw was a bit slack as his gaze traced the glistening white orb of a belly, the hint of a navel visible from the ground at this angle. His focus trailed down to the taut yellow speedo, the blush on his cheeks growing more intense, before he turned his view towards the other end. The lazing aquatic dino's neck alone must have been a third of the distance between the top of his head and his clawed feet. Perhaps not counting the crest atop his crown, but still.

Altogether, Leo stood a good twenty-five feet when he got himself upright.

The wavepool had stopped, and the park guests were mostly wading their way out.

At the lack of sound, the plessie opened his eyes and started to sit up.

The nearly six foot tall procyon swallowed nervously, then rapidly turned away as he realized that the enormous male was moving.

Seated upright, Leo smiled. This was his chance to wade in and enjoy the large pool himself without having to worry about guests. He rolled onto his hands and knees, his paddle-like fingers spread against the terry cloth, and then got one of his feet under him. He stood up fully with a grunt, gut bouncing from the movement. The yellow plessie pivoted, to head towards the shallow end of the pool.

The raccoon turned just in time to receive the swinging white orb to his face. Chittering, he instinctually reached out and grasped on to keep from being bowled fully over. This resulted in him holding on tight as the motion of the broad glossy belly carried him along and back and forth, legs dangling for a moment. The blush on his cheeks felt as though it had migrated into his ears, radiating warmth.

Thankfully, the enormous dino noticed his accidental passenger and used his hands to steady his belly. "Oh, sorry about that. Really should look before I swing around like that." His deep voice resonated through the dome of his gut as much as through the air.

Quivering, the flustered male set his feet on the ground and took a moment to let go of the broad belly. He was still blushing furiously, and managed to chitter something similar to a "no problem" before he rushed away, covering his face.

Leo smiled, glad he hadn't hurt anyone, and started to walk. His belly and speedo bounced together, the glossy pair drawing even more eyes as the tall dino made it to the shallow end of the wave pool. "Excuse me." He said politely as he began to wade in, doing his best to avoid the other park guests.

Thankfully, by now the pool was mostly empty, only a few stragglers who were patient enough to wait for the next cycle to start staying in the water.

The plessie waded in easily, nearly as fast as walking normally. His mass allowed him to displace the water with a minimum of effort. However, when his bouncing loin and gut met water level, there was an unusual effect. The ball gut was buoyant, but also very heavy. The sheer momentum of his body's steps caused it to bounce down, displacing water, but its buoyancy caused it to launch up more energetically than the normal return boing on dry land. This self-re-enforced the motion, causing the mass to displace more and more water each time it dropped, with each step he took deeper.

Unknown to the massive male, he was making waves. By the time Leo arrived at the deep end, the bouncing of his belly was simulating waves nearly as well as the wave pool's normal functionality. When he turned to look behind him, he saw guests were flocking back into the pool as waves broke towards the shallow end. He raised one of his flat flipper hands and scratched the side of his round snout.

He hadn't heard the wave machine come back on. The yellow dino was puzzled as to how quiet it seemed from within the pool, oblivious to his gut's perpetual motion propelling thousands of gallons of water at a time.

From over by the fence, the poor flustered raccoon fidgeted and flicked his tail staring at the glossy belly bobber doing nearly as well as thousands of dollars' worth of pumps and motors.