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Mabon pressed his palm against the stretch in his throat as his other hand supported the swell of his belly. Tucked together underneath the sodden striped tail was a pair of skunk feet peeking partway out of the hybrid's jaws. The mewse swallowed slowly, easing his meal's ankles into his jaws.

Below and within, Jay curled and twisted to get comfy within the welcoming warmth of the larger male's stomach. The mostly consumed mephit splayed and curled his toes as they crossed over Mabon's lower lip, leaving just his saturated tailfur outside.

The mouse-tiger pursed his lips snugly around the last limb, pressing close as he could to the flesh within the fur. He swallowed firmly again, feeling the shape of skunk feet press out against the hand on his throat as his lips squeegeed all of the excess water from the sodden tail. His supporting paw scooped and groped at where he felt his teammate's hips pressing against the inside of his stomach as more of his legs emptied into the fleshy chamber.

The skunk felt the tension on the fur of his tail move in a wave towards his tip as it went from the outside to within the warm hybrid. Jay fidgeted a bit, feeling the muscular male's heartbeat against his feet as they traveled through the mewse' ribcage. Cheeks lightly flushed, he shifted his hips as he brought his knees down to his chest, lightly pressing his well-used rear into the groping from outside as soon the only part of him not contained within the stomach was his tail. Carefully, he reached up to the cardia and grasped the caudal appendage, pulling down.

Mabon quivered as the tail was dragged the rest of the way in all at once. He licked over his lips and sighed with his throat finally free of his teammate. The mewse removed the hand from his throat and braced it against the tiles beside the showerhead. He leaned his head forward and rolled it back and forth, getting his murine ears nice and soaked as his belly began to contract.

Under this new pressure Jay let out a soft, happy moan. He relaxed into the muscular walls of the stomach grinding their rugae into his freshly cleaned pelt, replacing the shower water with stomach juices rapidly. Each squeeze and kneading motion imparted a definite feeling to the consumed skunk: He was where he belonged, and he belonged to the powerful body around him.

The mewse growled as the act of claiming his teammate sparked his lust back to life. Mabon shifted his hand from grasping at his gut and the occupant within to gripping at his so recently spent shaft as it surged to turgidity once more.

With only the stomach walls in their possessive pattern of digestive contractions to support him, Jay let out a blissful sigh. The skunk fidgeted, pressing his legs out weakly, only to have the walls curl him back into a ball. The heat of the muscular mewse's body, the loud gurgling of his stomach working for its meal, the white noise of the shower continuing to run over his form wrapped in flesh... all of it conspired to coax the mephit to succumb and drift off in ecstasy.

The same water muffled the sounds of digestion kicking in harder to everyone but the powerful predator. The mewse flicked his banded tail and stroked over his shaft as he felt the mass of his meal contracting and softening. The weight of the skunk lifted from his pumping arm and clenched in tighter repeatedly. Mabon's body trembled as he felt the last bits of solid skunk give way.

Against the pressure of the shower, the mewse's climax lanced forth and splattered the tile, painting a watery pattern onto the ceramic as the pleasure of predation surged through the athlete's body. He held the base of his cock firmly even after the spurts had ended, holding that position as his chest heaved with his breath. Down below in his guts he could feel the chyme of his friend surging through the winding path of his intestines for assimilation.

Mabon panted softly, waiting a bit longer before he turned off the showerhead. He stood upright, the sounds of chyme pumping through his system no longer covered up by running water. The digestive orchestra resonated against the tile as he casually headed back to his locker, flicking his tail behind him.

The hybrid found his towel and dried off his head first, rubbing back and forth through his burgundy hair. He could hear and feel the very last of Jay's form dwindling away within his guts as he set to drying off his muscular arms, a deep purr starting to resonate from his throat. Taking the towel in one hand he began to rub over his defined pecs and then down the plump mass of pudge that adorned his midsection.

Deep within, each time he pressed and squeezed that pudge, Mabon felt a little burst of warmth and bliss radiate outward. He chuckled with a warm smile and gave his plump pudge a pinch between two fingers. He received a rush of pure joy in return.

The purring hybrid shifted his towel around to dry his back in a shimmying motion towards his hips, sending his pudge wobbling merrily. "Glad you're happy, Jay." He addressed the blissful passenger within his adipose. "You're going to be there a while, after all~"