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Saki gripped tightly onto the arms of the chair as the burning sensation continued. The grey cross fox was getting tattooed on the inside of his right ear, the lobe thin and very sensitive. He breathed deeply, eyes locked in the middle distance. His mind wasn't on the pain, though. The laser marking being etched into the bare skin on the inside of his dish was an official one, regulated and certified.

He was being marked as Prey, and he couldn't stop tenting his shorts at the thought.

Of course, this had all begun when Saki had been out on the street and met... him. A handsome skunk with hips to die for had brushed his luxurious tail along the vulpine's body. The fox wasn't sure if it had been on purpose or not, but he knew that he had to follow. He trailed the mephit to a night club.

The bouncer at the door had told Saki that only certified pred and prey were allowed in. He would have to produce a Pred card or a scannable Prey Tattoo. The cross fox did his best to keep his ear from twitching as the QR code finished being burnt onto the inside of his ear.

Though he did dabble in eating others, it was only with his cock... hardly enough to count. It was only to make his junk fat and plump, desirable to a handsome man... So the clear course of action was getting marked as Prey.

He came out of his lust-filled thoughts to find that his ear was wrapped with guaze. "Now, don't take that off for a few days. If it's still bleeding at the end of the week, come back." The reptilian technician told Saki firmly.

The need-filled fox nodded his understanding and was off, struggling to walk with the tent in his shorts.

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Thankfully, it healed in the time before he was allowed to take off the guaze. Saki stood outside the club, staring up at the sign. He glanced to the bouncer, the same stallion who had rejected the fox before.

"Please present a pred card or show me your prey mark." He said firmly when it was Saki's turn at the door.

Slowly, Saki turned his head and flexed his earlobe to face the sunglass-wearing horse. He worried that the blush that was surging from his cheeks to the skin beneath the mark would somehow mess up the reader.

The bouncer held up his scanner to it. He checked the screen, then pressed a button on the device. "Alright, go in. Coat check has ID bands for buying drinks."

The grey cross began undoing his coat as he stepped through the door into the warmer air inside the building. He spotted the coat check easily enough and walked over there.

The tall ferret behind the counter there boredly looked over the shorter male. "Let me see your ID and payment card before you start stripping."

Saki bit his lip a bit, and dug in his pocket. He pulled out his wallet and got the two cards out for the clerk, setting them on the counter. He waited for them to be picked up, before throwing his coat off entirely and setting it on a free space of the counter. The cross was wearing no shirt beneath the coat, his slender body leading down to his baggy slacks.

The mustelid worked at swiping the two cards as the fox undressed, paying no mind. He grasped a silicone wristband and tapped it to his console's reader, before setting it down where the cards had been placed.

Shoes and slacks added to the pile with his coat, the short vulpine was left just wearing snug, form-fitting panties and long striped stockings in pink and yellow. This bare, it was easier to see the cross pattern in his fur, the black areas contrasting with his grey fur outside of the markings.

Taking the clothes and shoes, the clerk looked over the shorter male again, then to the band. "Give the credit band to your predator if you go and get yourself eaten, okay?"

Saki quivered at just how casually the ferret said those words. His sheath noticeably swelled, pulling his soft pink panties taut and threatening to pull the elastic from his fur. He grabbed the band and wrapped it around his right wrist, biting his lip a bit. He headed down the steps into the club proper as he made sure the silicone was affixed properly.

Though the bar was fairly crowded, the sights of all the other patrons failed to draw the fox's attention. Saki's eyes had landed on the skunk sitting at the bar. The luxurious tail whose touch he had been craving for a week laid loosely looped around the stool he sat upon. In fact, the voluminous fluff on the caudal appendage made it look as though he was sitting only on its coils. It was only through comparison to the stool beside his that it was clear he too was perched upon one.

Saki was walking for that empty stool before he had finished registering the skunk's presence. The open space at the bar was to the skunk's right, which would allow the fox to hide his prey marking, at least at the start. When he arrived, he clambered up onto the stool uncertainly, before carefully sitting down to avoid pinning his pantie-clad nuts to the seat.

"A cosmo, good sir." The skunk idly stated to the bartender. He wasn't looking at the heavyset bear, though. His eyes were on Saki in the mirror that made up the wall behind the bar, coyly inviting him to speak.

The fox swallowed, setting his elbows onto the bar. Saki eventually tore his eyes away from the mephit's reflection to look at the bartender.

The polar bear was wearing a halter top and snug trunks, a combination that showed off his round belly well. On the halter top was printed 'Tabs Settled Here' with an arrow pointed at the white dome of fur. The heavy stomach wobbled slightly, even though the bartender was standing still, pouring from a bottle.

Saki wondered if he could ever stop blushing, swallowing nervously. "Uh... I'll have gin and chocolate liqueur, please." The fox fidgeted in place, turning his head as the bear stooped to gather more bottles, looking directly at the skunk for a moment, before turning back forward. Even after that, he kept glancing back to the mephit in the mirror, twiddling his fingers as they awaited their drinks.

The white ursine set a martini glass down in front of the skunk filled with a clear pink cocktail.

As the skunk lifted the glass by the stem, he lightly swirled it, taking a breath. The tangy scent of cranberries mixed with the alcohol filled the air, but another scent was rising.

Saki suddenly realized that the handsome mephit's tail was no longer around his seat. It was curling around to his right and around to wrap over the fox's lap. The tip curled and lightly stroked against his bare chest. The cross smelled the scent coming off the tail properly as it was wafted right to his nostrils. An earthy, slightly sharp but not unpleasant smell.

The panty-clad fox took a deep breath, curling his toes against one of the stool's cross-rungs. Saki sighed softly, his blush gradually fading. Confidence was returning, just in time for him to receive his own drink.

The skunk smiled, continuing to gently waft his bushy tail against the vulpine's chest, the fluff doing a good job at hiding most of the grey cross from the rest of the room. "I haven't seen you in here before. I'm Blake."

"Oh... Saki." The fox held out his band to be scanned by the bartender before he picked up the highball glass, the brown and clear swirl within swishing lightly from the movement. "I've always wanted to check this place out, but I just never got around to jumping through the hoops to get past the bouncer until now..."

Blake took a sip of his cosmopolitan while easing his tail a bit further around Saki. "Ah yes, I thought the tattoo looked fresh."

Saki froze, blushing deeply. He'd sat on this side so that the marking wouldn't be easily visible. He looked at the mirror. The skunk must have seen it there when he turned his head before. The inside of his ear would have been pointed right at the reflective surface. "Ah..." He replied shakily.

The mephit continued to work his tail around Saki's stool, covering the stocking legs as well. "You should drink~" Blake crooned.

Taking a deep breath of the tail's scent, the grey cross nodded and brought his drink to his lips. He sipped from it, closing his eyes. He enjoyed the mixture of flavors, feeling the weight of the skunk's tail keeping his own from swaying freely.

Then he felt a hand grope over his panties, fingers sliding against either thigh above the stocking in the process.

Saki swallowed sharply, exhaling bubbles into his cocktail in surprise. He set the glass down, looking in the mirror at Blake.

The mephit was smiling coyly, even as his arm was clearly descending behind the fluff of his own tail to the fox's lap. He lightly squeezed and rolled his palm, as if appraising the fabric-wrapped scrotum and its contents as the sheath throbbed against his wrist. Blake chuckled warmly. "You know, you've got pretty big balls for a preyboy~"

The fox stammered, eyes widening as he realized what the handsome male might be getting at.

Blake turned his head to lean his snout in against Saki's unmarked ear. He whispered directly there as he gave a playful squeeze. "Naughty thing, stuffing critters down your cock without a pred license."

Saki bit his lip, feeling his panties straining at how paradoxically turned on he was getting. The skunk could expose him... if he had solid proof. "W-why do you think I'm not licensed...?" He whispered in return, glancing from the mirror to Blake's face directly.

With a low chuckle, the skunk ground his palm up from the heavy balls to the straining sheath and back down again, tail squeezing in concert with the motion. "Your prey mark is just barely healed. You said you only just jumped through the hoops to get in here." His voice lilted playfully, teasing but also dripping with desire. "If you were a licensed pred you could have come in whenever~" Blake concluded, playfully kissing the rim of Saki's ear.

The grey cross couldn't think of anything to say to that, especially as his lust was telling him to just grind into every touch and bury his snout in the increasingly present skunk fluff. Saki gave into the first urge easily, whining with need.

Blake practically purred, reciprocating by groping a bit more firmly and starting to tug on the panties to let the sheath get free. "A needy preyboy like you... I bet you only fed your cock to make it fat and plump... a delicious treat for a pred to enjoy someday." The skunk crooned and gave a light nip on Saki's earlobe. "That's really hot. Waiting for just the right pred?"

Saki quivered, feeling his shaft finally pressing free of his sheath against the other male's wrist. When his cheek slumped onto Blake's shoulder he realized that he'd gradually been leaning over more and more into the skunk's touch. The fox found himself now practically toppled over, using the handsome male for support.

The mephit didn't seem to care. He looked to the bartender, smiling playfully. "Two condoms, if you please."

The bear dug a pair of wrapped condoms from under the bar and set them down in front of Blake, before heading back to his work.

"I do love this place." The skunk crooned playfully, planting his index finger from his unoccupied hand on one of the two prophylactics. He slid the small package to next to Saki's drink while slowly starting to pull his right arm free of the fox's groin. "Now get wrapped up, dear."

Lungs full of the alluring scent coming off of Blake's tail, the cross fox didn't even whine at the loss of the groping hand. After all, if he was wrapping up it meant more to come. Carefully, Saki took the package and opened it. The vulpine turned the rubber between his fingers as his other hand stroked at his firming arousal behind the skunk fluff, before lowering it to his tip once he was sure he was hard enough. With a series of practiced strokes, the panty-clad male was working the latex sleeve down over his shaft.

While his tail kept Saki's actions hidden from the bar, Blake rather openly worked on sliding the second condom onto his own shaft. Unlike the fox, he'd left every article of clothes at the check, a fact that the flustered male was only just realizing.

Saki bit his lip as he looked over Blake's throbbing cock, just a bit larger than his own, and his dark-furred sac, heavy with balls that also rivaled his prey-fed orbs. The cross fox saw that the skunk had finished applying his condom, and looked up to the handsome male's face.

Without a word, the mephit casually slid his arm behind Saki and lifted him off his stool. With his tail's help, he brought the grey and black fox into his lap. The fluffy limb wrapped and curled as the slack from being off to one side of Blake was taken up, holding the vulpine's stocking legs together. Deftly, the skunk used his free hand to tug down the back of the pink panties, while his formerly lifting hand gently pulled the dark-furred brush out of the way.

The fox moaned squeakily as he was summarily shifted back to sit onto the pulsing, latex-wrapped shaft. Saki blushed, but shifted his weight back, trying to fully sit over the intrusion. He panted softly, before finding his half-finished drink held up in front of him.

"Now finish your drink while you ride~" Blake ordered playfully.

Saki still had his hands free, thankfully. He took the highball glass and began to sip from it again, even as he started to roll his hips. He could feel his pre starting to fill the reservoir on his own condom as he began to ride as instructed. The cross clenched on the wrapped length and relaxed as he settled his weight down again, trying to make sure he hilted each time.

"Another one for the lovely todd." The skunk addressed the bear behind the counter as he counter-rolled his hips on his stool, adding to the motion. His wrapped tail shifted and lightly pulled down each time their hips meshed as much as they could. Blake, meanwhile, gently removed the wristband from Saki, holding it out for the bartender to scan.

By the time that the fox finished his first drink, the second was sitting there, having appeared without his noticing. Saki set his glass down and picked up the replacement.

Blake settled into cozy grinding, easing his arms around the fox as he lightly nudged his snout against Saki's marked ear. "That's it. No need to hold back."

As cozy as it was, Saki was quivering. The tip of the skunk's shaft was angled precisely so each rolling grind toyed against the fox's prostate, increasing his production and release of pre. Nonetheless, he brought the glass to his lips and drank fully, rather than sipping. He swallowed firmly and exhaled, feeling the burn run down his throat. The cross set the glass back down besides the other, sighing with an audible vibrato from the pleasure sending trembles through his chest.

The skunk flexed his tail and lifted Saki a few inches off his lap, before dropping him again. Blake grinned, repeating the motion with the deceptively fluffy limb again and again.

The grey cross bit his lip, tilting his head back as a deep moan gathered in his mouth and escaped out his nose. Saki could feel his hips compressing each time they landed against Blake's, his nuts swinging down to plap onto the mephit's own, the latex-wrapped tip inside him slamming back against his prostate...

Blake kept it up, casually leaning back a little bit to give himself room to take a sip from his cosmo without the bouncing fox getting in the way. The skunk set the martini glass down again, purring as he started to move his tail faster.

Saki was clenching down firmly every time his rump compressed into the mephit's thighs, panting heavily out his slack jaws. His eyes were staring up at the ceiling, but his mind was only focused on one thing. He was rolling towards his peak rapidly, and he wanted to make it over the edge. Everything he'd done since that chance meeting was coming to a head here.

The skunk eased his snout up to the grey cross's prey-marked ear and whispered, "You should cum for me. Let me know you're mine, Saki."

The grey and black fox yipped, eyes rolling back in his head. Saki plummeted over the edge, feeling his condom start to tug along his cock from the sheer force his release was inflicting on the inside of the latex reservoir. His posture failed, sending him slumping back into the skunk's embrace as his rod jolted and pumped again and again.

Blake grunted, squeezing around Saki's waist as he felt the rapid quivering contractions around his shaft. He held the fox down into the hilt with his chin tucked over the other male's shoulder as his own climax hit him. The skunk panted heavily, holding on tight with his arms and tail as he inflated his own reservoir directly against the cross fox's trembling prostate.

Saki panted heavily, the stimulation at such a sensitive spot combined with the stretching sensation prolonging his own climax. He could feel the weight of his own output pulling his cock forward to rest against the looped tail. The heat of his release was evident through the stretched latex, as well. He settled into afterglow, for a moment, before he was being moved again.

The skunk used his left hand and his tail to gradually raise the fox out of his lap. His right hand scooped under the grey cross' rump to grasp onto the base of his condom as the inflated reservoir resisted the movement.

At this sensation, the black and grey vulpine writhed, splaying his toes within his striped stockings. Saki let out a soft whine as the semen-filled rubber finally slorped free of his pucker, immediately flopping down in an echo of how his own condom was slumped down onto the nearest bundle of tail.

Blake casually worked his condom off, his fluffy tail strong enough to hold Saki in place while he tied off the top of the rubber. He set the water-balloon sized bag of skunk seed on a small tray that was sitting where the fox's drink glasses had been. Settling the other male back into his lap, the mephit eased his arms around to repeat the movement with the other condom.

Saki panted softly, blushing as he watched the skunk's fingers move with speed borne by experience, tying the filled rubber off and setting it next to the first. The two condoms were nearly as full as one another, threatening to spill off the side of the small tray.

The polar bear picked up the tray without either toppling free, seemingly well practiced with this as well. He walked off, presumably to dispose of the used prophylactics.

"Another condom if you please, sir." The skunk called after the bartender, even as his tail lightly tugged Saki to one side. Blake casually twisted his tail and lowered the fox between the two stools, into a kneeling position in the air. He took a moment to adjust his hips on his seat, then continued the motion, until he'd set the cross down directly behind him.

Said vulpine was confused until he realized where this put him. Saki found his snout pointed directly at the skunk's bare ass where it hung off the back of the stool's seat. As he took in his position, he felt the coils of the powerful tail loosening, freeing him to do whatever he wanted. The cross fox panted softly, staring, before he reached up to grasp at either cheek with a paw. A squeeze of each of his thumbs exposed the mephit's pucker, a sight that made his mouth water.

Blake calmly sipped at his cosmo while his tail slowly looped around his stool once again, this time obscuring the fact that there was a fox worshipping his ass from the bar. The fluffy tip of the appendage draped over the black and grey broom of his attendant, the last part of him that had been exposed.

In the dark beneath the tail, the fox closed his eyes. Sight was unnecessary for this. He pressed his narrow snout between the spread cheeks and took a deep whiff. The scent of Blake's tail was strongest here, mixed in with the musk that came so shortly after sex. As Saki pressed forward further, he felt the base of the skunk's tail pressing at the back of his head, as if to limit how much he could pull back. That thought brought the cross through his refractory period, his shaft starting to pulse again. He took his first eager slurp at the other male's pucker, groaning into the beautiful ass.

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The skunk, meanwhile, was putting his second condom on. Similarly his own cock had returned to its eager throbbing as he felt the cute fox start to eat him out. Blake sighed, picking up his cosmo as his other hand made sure the rubber was applied properly. He finished the drink, luxuriating in the cocktail as much as the analingus.

Blake trailed a finger along the rim of his now empty martini glass wistfully, staring at his reflection in the mirror. A bit more than a week since he met this cutie on the streets. He could tell that the fox was a pred who fed his cock easily, something in the stride. The skunk chuckled. He knew that the cross hardly remembered the event, just the brush of his tail as they parted, but...

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The tail finished coiling around Saki, squeezing over him while the tip pushed into his face. Blake ensured that the only air the vulpine could take in was laced with his scent. The skunk smiled, no one else around in the alley. With a paw, he casually dug his paw into the overwhelmed male's waistband and gave his loins a grope.

Blake crooned as he found a familiar double-handful. Fingers dancing over the swollen scrotum, he perked, and chuckled. "Oh... You ate recently... Didn't even take off the guy's clothes..." The skunk squeezed a bit, feeling a button between his padded fingertips through the elastic sac.

Saki groaned, eyes unfocused as he breathed deeply of the skunk's mesmerizing scent.

"Now let's see... wallet..." The mephit's other hand patted the fox down before he found what he was looking for. Blake opened the leather folds and checked through the IDs and credit cards, before grinning. "Unlicensed~" A plan formulated in his head as he folded the wallet back up, tucking it back where he'd found it.

Blake pressed his snout right against one of Saki's ears, crooning. "You only ever wanted to feed your cock to make it plump for the right pred to come along. You crave to be prey, despite all your meals."

The entranced fox murmured thoughtlessly, nodding in agreement.

"When I release you, you will follow me to my hunting grounds." The skunk continued in the same tone of voice. "When you are denied access, there is only one way to overcome it. Mark yourself as prey."

Saki nodded again with a soft whine.

"You lust to be taken by just the right pred. Me." Blake practically growled. "Now... you'll come to when I no longer have a coil around you." He slipped his grip away, smirking. The strong tail slowly slid its way around and around as he started to walk away, confident in his scent's abilities.

The fox's mind was returned to him as the last of the luxurious tail was brushing past him, guiding his attention to the skunk walking away.

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Blake hummed to himself as the fox continued to grind his tongue right up into the skunk's ass, opening up the QR code reader on his phone. Slotting the camera lens between his hip and the curl of his tail, he shifted the grip. When he had it lined up properly, the phone buzzed in his fingers. It buzzed again once it had properly read the mark.

The skunk brought his phone back up in front so he could use both hands to type. The QR code had taken him to the Prey Registration website. There was a picture of Saki smiling in a lust-drunk manner with a text field beneath. The instructions read 'Pred license number' with the entry button beneath simply labeled 'Claim'.

He shifted his hips back a bit further, squeezing with his tail to coax Saki to lick even deeper. Blake sighed and curled his toes, casually typing his license number into the field from memory. When it was entered, he set the phone down, clenching his powerful glutes around the fox's face.

Saki moaned muffledly, his ears the only part of his head not pressed to by some part of the skunk's posterior. Despite this, he continued to delve, grinding his tongue deeper and deeper still.

Blake planted his hands on the edge of the bar, wrapping each thumb under it. With this grip, the skunk lifted his hips slightly, moving as if to stand up off the stool. He then dropped his rump further back than he'd started, playing up as if he'd lost his balance with some facial acting.

The result was actually that he 'fell' over the back of his stool, thighs suddenly spread. All of the skunk's weight came down over the mostly hidden fox. Saki writhed in confusion as his arms were suddenly forced from where they were groping on the mephit's cheeks to be pinned to his sides, moaning muffledly.

The drop carried the skunk's hips all the way to Saki's own. Continuing the act, Blake 'tipsily' pulled himself upright. His tail's loops and curls obscured that as he moved, his powerful inner muscles kept even an inch of the fox from being pulled back out. "Sorry about that." The bare male slurred to the bartender as he carefully raised one leg to get himself back onto his stool.

Once he was perched back onto the seat, except with his ass hanging fully off the back, Blake wrapped his tail tighter around Saki's legs, starting to use the fifth limb to pull more fully. The skunk's stomach distended more blatantly as he crossed his prey's hips, feeling the knotted cock get bent back by his taint on the way past.

Saki writhed, but the sounds he made from inside were those of pleasure, not panic. The fox was inundated with the other male's scent so fully, writhing and nuzzling. His form beneath the white-furred belly curved and started to bend over as his knees were claimed.

With so little of the fox left outside, the predatory mephit twisted and looped a coil of his striped tail around his waist to obscure his increasingly blatant belly. The tip stayed beneath his rump, however, pressing on both of Saki's soles. Blake bit back a moan, feeling his cock trembling and leaking pre once more into his condom as the next shove drove the cross' black-furred ankles between his cheeks.

And then, all of the freshly marked prey was on the far side of Blake's puckered entrance, which clenched to seal Saki away. He let out a low sigh, arms within the draping of his tail to rub over the writhing form in his belly.

The bartender brought over another cosmo, setting it down. "Y'ain't that slick." The polar bear rumbled.

"Oh, I never thought I'd fool you. It's just fun to keep the less attentive in the bar from finding out." Blake chuckled warmly. "Thank you, sir." He took a sip of the fresh drink, savoring the wiggling of the fox's toes against his prostate.

The big-bellied ursine nodded. "You're picking up the fox's tab."

Blake wordlessly held up the silicone band he stripped off of Saki, before setting it down on the bar again. As the bartender went off to serve other customers once more, the skunk began to clench and ripple his insides, dragging the fox within through his winding path from colon to stomach. He would occasionally take a sip of his drink, but mostly he tended to his stomach, knowing just where to push and grope to help his meal along.

The skunk was finishing his second drink when he felt Saki's shoulders pressing through the lower valve, signaling he was pressing up into the stomach properly. With practiced ease, Blake flexed and pressed, hands and inner muscles working in concert.

As soon as Saki's hands were free of the intestinal walls, the mephit felt the fox inside him starting to jerk off. The vulpine rolled his hips, helping his way into the stomach move all the faster as he shook the stomach's surface with his hand-motions. He pushed his feet off the feeling of a groping hand from outside, and bent his legs to drag them the rest of the way up once his knees had passed into the digestive organ.

Blake smirked smugly as he took all that in. It was always satisfying to have claimed someone so completely using his skills. All the better to make an accomplished pred so horny for being his prey. All the jostling sent a lump rolling up his throat. The skunk stifled the ensuing belch with a puff of his cheeks, before releasing the escaped gasses through pursed lips.

Not a moment after the stomach walls had clenched down from the displacement of all that air, Saki reached his climax. A distinctly vulpine yip muffledly escaped Blake's belly as the shapes within the stomach trembled. The skunk could feel the heat of another load from the former cock pred splattering his stomach wall in copious shots.

The mephit quivered, closing his eyes. "Mine now..." Blake muttered to himself as much as to Saki as he let go of his restraint. He allowed his body to do as it had been aching to do since the moment the fox's nose crested through into the stomach chamber. The rugae flexed and clamped inward on the mid-orgasmic meal and he could feel his stomach juices secreting directly into the grey cross' fur.

Spreading his thighs on the stool's seat, Blake rested his elbows on the bar as he clenched his abs over the roiling, massaging walls of his stomach. He could feel Saki getting bundled up more snugly by the greedy contractions, and another burp rolled up his throat, large enough to bulge his neck. This one he stifled into his fist, feeling the hot gasses escape between his fingers. The skunk licked his lips. "Strawberries, huh? Maybe I should have gotten a proper taste of you... too late now." He chuckled.

Saki made a feeble moan of bliss that trailed off to blend into the increasingly gurgly sounds coming from the skunk's midsection. After that point, his body didn't move unless the stomach walls pushed on it to shift the limbs against one another.

The skunk clenched his abs again, quivering as he felt the solid mass in his stomach give. Saki already felt softer, more malleable. Blake bit his lip and curled his toes as his cock throbbed against the sagging belly, leaking ever more pre into the condom wrapped around it. The mephit began to more purposefully clench his stomach over and over, in time with the pulses of his pelvic floor. He grinned a bit as he thought it right to be doing kegels to work down a lovely ass-meal like the fox.

Soon, there was no discernable shape inside his belly. Blake let his tail drape down and away from his lap, slumped onto the floor as his round gut began to contract with a series of short 'glut glut glut' sounds. He slapped his palm to the bar, gripping its edge while still leaning on both elbows, eyes getting unfocused as he let himself surrender to the pleasure of claiming another.

As his stomach continued to contract, there was a perceptible swell in his thighs. His hips visibly were raised off of the seat further as his ass gained layers of adipose from the meal, as well. In between his thickening legs, the skunk's sac strained and swelled larger. His cock twitched, the rubber around it stretching as the shaft grew longer and fatter. Blake couldn't take it anymore, biting his fist to stifle the uncouth groan that was gushing out of his throat.

The already straining condom began to inflate with the skunk's next load. Each shot was so strong it stretched the reservoir out in a near straight line from the cum channel on the enhanced cock's underside for a moment. Gravity and the weight of the increasingly heavy collection of seed dragged itself down, only to bob up again with the next powerful gush rocketing out of Blake's balls.

The mephit panted heavily as he finally came down from his climax. Blake's stomach was flat as it ever had been, but his ass, hips, and thighs all showed where the hot fox that sat behind him had gone. More importantly to the skunk, every ounce of Saki's maleness had added to his own. He'd nearly doubled in size. He wondered how many men the grey cross had taken to gain that mass... Well, it was his now anyway.

Blake sighed in contentment as his left hand reached under the table to take the extra-large, straining condom off his cock. His right hand dipped to his phone, and finally pressed the button marked 'claim' on the screen.