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Cohabitation between people of two different size classes isn't easy, but the creatures who make it work rarely have cause to give up on it. One such pair of disparate scale was Cody and Kobalt.

Cody was casually working at the inside of his jaws with the nearest toothbrush he could find to matching his proportions. The brown and white stoat stood on the side of the large sink, both paws planted firmly on the porcelain. He had to open his mouth fairly wide to fit the brush head inside, but he was used to it by now. There was a brush that was smaller, but it was so much smaller that he preferred having to gape a bit wider to access his back teeth to the brushing taking forever.

Kobalt, on the other hand, stood on the tile floor in front of the sink. The chubby hybrid casually swayed his thick tail as he worked the toothbrush as long as his mustelid friend was tall in and out of his blue and white muzzle. His overtly cervine features seemed to be restricted to above the belt, at first glance, leaving the majority of his kangaroo heritage to define his strong legs, thick toeclaws and counterbalance of a tail.

The dook hummed to himself as he finished working his brush about. He took a sip from his scale glass on the tiny shelf set into the wall above where the sink was affixed. He swished the water around in his muzzle a bit, and then spat over his shoulder into the sink basin. Cody took another swig to get rid of the residual mint flavor tingling in his mouth, then spat again.

When it was time for the buckaroo to spit, he carefully leaned down close to the sink, knowing his mouthful of mixed saliva and foam could splatter if he expectorated too far away from the porcelain. He was also careful to not bump his antlers into the mirror in the process. Thankfully, practice meant that most of that was muscle memory. Kobalt rinsed his toothbrush and placed it into a cup, before turning on the water and sipping up water from his clasped hands.

Cody watched his much larger friend work, eyes paying particular attention to how his lips pursed and puckered together from sip to swish. The stoat swayed his tail lightly, one hand on the shelf behind him as he waited.

Once Kobalt finished, he stood upright again, drying his paws on a nearby dishtowel. The hybrid smiled and lowered one hand down for the palm to be level with the porcelain at the edge of the sink, just inside the basin.

The much smaller male stepped carefully onto the offered palm and placed a paw on the upturned thumb for balance.

The bright blue buckaroo gently raised his arm, turning and starting to walk smoothly to the bedroom. He used his free hand to open the door, heading over to the bed sized for the larger of the two. Kobalt pivoted and carefully sat down, still holding the stoat aloft on his palm.

Cody had kept his balance, but there was a blush on his face. The dook gave the thumb pad beneath his paw a gentle squeeze. "So... Time for bed?" He asked shyly.

Kobalt smiled affectionately, raising his hand up towards his face. Slowly, he parted his jaws, exhaling minty warm air onto the micro. For an extra bit of flare, the buckaroo unfurled his tongue, draping it down as a little bridge between his lower jaw and his palm heel.

Flustered further, the stoat let go of the thumb. He didn't take a step closer though, fidgeting in place as he stared at the broad pink tongue and the dark throat beyond.

Rolling his eyes with a playful chuckle, the hybrid tipped his hand towards his mouth, spreading it out wider in the process. With how many times they had gone with this arrangement, the stoat was still so bashful about it.

Cody blushed deeply, getting onto all fours on the broad tongue, face to face with the larger male's uvula as he brought his feet and tail onto the near side of the white flat teeth.

As Kobalt closed his jaws, his stomach below let out an empty rumble. He shifted his tongue lightly to make sure no part of the stoat would be caught between his teeth, before letting his lips close as well, sealing Cody in darkness.

The dook breathed deeply. The sound below indicated to Cody that he'd have a nice clean 'bed' waiting for him at the bottom of the throat, as there was nothing to prevent the resonance. He felt as if he blushed any deeper about it, he'd be illuminating the inside of his friend's jaws with his cheeks. "You can swallow. I'm ready."

That was the cue the buckaroo was awaiting. Kobalt swallowed gently, slowly tilting his head backwards. His throat distended with a sizable lump, the form of the mustelid within sliding down from the underside of his jaw to behind his clavicle smoothly.

Cody wasn't large enough to distend anything below the chest, however. The stoat felt the cardia squeeze along him as the esophagus pressed his form through the fleshy valve, leaving him in the pillowy rugae of the stomach. He was located somewhere above the diaphragm, protected just behind his friend's ribcage. On either side he could hear the rush of the lungs surging each time Kobalt took a breath. And ever-present was the lilting waltz of his heart, slow and steady in the comfortable relaxation they shared.

Kobalt stroked his chest affectionately. "Laying down now." He said softly, knowing his voice was so much louder to someone inside. He pivoted on his rear to slowly lay lengthwise on the bed, never removing his hand from his chest. He slowly stroked along the solar plexus to the plump pudge on his belly and back to his chest. "Goodnight, Cody. Got a big day tomorrow."

The stoat laid out, the slow rotation allowing him to slide from the 'bottom' to the 'back' of the organ. Cody sighed happily in the warm darkness, comfy in his internal bed. "Nini..." He murmured, already dozing off.

The buckaroo yawned and turned out his light, already dozing as well. Cohabitation between size categories could be quite difficult, but it was also very rewarding.