Apartment Hunting
Tok was looking for a new place to live. He was interviewing potential roommates. He ended up encountering a gator who interviewed well, but how he finished off the interview would be the deciding factor.
This is just a silly little story concept that came about because I had played the latest version of that vore-themed flash-based "fighting game?" over on furaffinity. There's a crocodile or alligator baddy that is really well animated. Also, there's someone who I think contributes to the game that made their own version with a little kobold guy? Anyway, I put two and two together and was like "this is too good an idea, gotta do it".
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"I think that's all the questions I had, Mr. Gruff. I think I've come to a decision." said a small kobold by the name of Tok.
He sat across a table from a large, dark green alligator who peered down at him with great interest, though it was easy to miss just how interested the gator was. He was doing a fine job of concealing the true depth of his curiosity about the smaller scaled fellow.
"Please, call me Nick. I don't like being so formal." the gator said.
"Alright, Nick," the kobold said, "I've decided you're the best candidate. All the others were qualified enough but your profile included a few extra details that I was interested in, and after our little conversation, I think we'll be very compatible."
"I'm glad to hear that. When do we start?" Nick asked.
"As soon as possible. I can give you an address where you can meet me so we can begin later today if you're interested." Tok answered.
"If you'll forgive me for being forward," the gator said as he reached across the table and picked up the kobold by what would be the scruff of his neck, "Why not right now?"
Tok was taken completely by surprise. He kicked and squirmed as he was lifted out of his seat, specifically the booster seat one of the staff had brought over for him. It was the typical hard plastic one expected in a fast food restaurant, but it wasn't all that uncomfortable. The kobold's eyes bulged as he scanned the room, looking to see if anyone had noticed his predicament. A couple other patrons had peered up from their lunch but otherwise it seemed to be an inconsequential happening.
"Right now!? But... but... we're in public!" Tok hissed, trying to keep his voice down.
"Yes, we are. But you did say you wanted to start as soon as possible. I'm ready if you are." Nick explained, flashing a wide, toothy grin.
Tok squirmed harder, his cheeks flushing as he spotted those teeth, imagining what lay beyond them. He couldn't really think of any reason to refute the gator, at least other than the fact that they were in public. Then again, there was a rather powerful allure to that.
"I... but... you don't... there are people watching!" Tok hissed as he stammered.
"Then let them watch. If they like this sort of thing, maybe I'll let them join in too," Nick said just before parting his jaws to run his tongue along his lips, "You said in your profile you wanted someone who would take the initiative, so let's just get started now."
The gator opened his mouth wide, doing so rather slowly as if it was strictly for the kobold's benefit. It had the desired effect. For a brief moment, Tok's squirms ceased and he stared into the pink cavern of Nick's maw. It glistened and moved as his tongue slithered into position. A rush of warm breath washed over the kobold, making him shiver in muted delight. As soon as Tok realized this was actually going to happen, right here, right now, he began to wiggle all over again.
Before the kobold could say anything, his head was pushed into the waiting jaws. A muffled yelp escaped and Nick closed his eyes. He sealed his lips around the still squirming kobold, holding him in place for a few moments, just to savor the experience. Tok's legs kicked about in the open air and his stubby, little tail swished back and forth. A few more heads turned to watch, some putting down their food, less out of a loss of appetite and more to focus on the little show going on.
Nick tipped his head back slightly, loosened his grip on the kobold, and gulped. It was a loud enough noise that anyone paying attention from anywhere in the dining room could hear it. Tok was pushed deep enough that he saw all illumination vanish. He was locked in a lightless realm, squeezed firmly by wet, slick muscle. The sound of a satisfied, crocodilian growl filled his little ears, making him blush all the harder. His legs-now only visible from the knees down-continued to kick about, but as soon as the gator's stomach growled up at him from deep down below, Tok couldn't help himself. His toes splayed apart and he arched his back. A quiet, almost inaudible moan rose up from within Nick's throat.
The gator lifted one of his paws to stroke the visible swell in his neck, appreciating its contents tenderly for a moment. Then he swallowed again. It was another loud gulp, one that made everyone in the room take notice if they weren't already. Tok slipped just a bit further in, feeling himself dangling upside down in the alligator's gullet. The steady, rhythmic pulsing of the walls compressed around him, leaving the little kobold to fidget and wriggle out of a sheer inability to hold still. He even reached down between his legs to idly satisfy a little urge that was welling up inside him.
Nick could feel the movement of the kobold's arm, reveling in the sensation of something trying to push back up his throat. As soon as he felt where those little fingers were headed, he chuckled around his meal. It took hiding him away that far to make him feel more at ease about such a thing. The gator lifted his tongue, mashing the kobold's thighs against the roof of his mouth while he pursed his lips around Tok's ankles. The very back of his tongue squeezed against his new friend's groin, pressing his rump against the back of the hungry alligator's throat. It was a terribly compromising position.
A new cry followed-soft, surprised, and contained to just the gator's ears-suggesting that he was doing something very right. Nick opened his jaws once again and tugged the kobold's paws in, then casually closed his mouth. A happy rumble shook his throat, as well as Tok, which only made him squirm harder. The bulge in Nick's throat and under his chin was visibly alive, and it was what drew the attention of every pair of eyes in the room. He caressed the wriggling swell, happy to have it there for the time being. It was a shame his mouth was full, otherwise he would offer a few words of encouragement for the kobold to do what he might.
In place of speaking, Nick just mashed his tongue against the little scaled fellow all the harder. That was all the message Tok needed. He began to rock his hips as his eyes rolled back in his head. It was difficult to believe it, but here he was, being eaten alive, whole, in public, and already the entirety of his little frame was hidden away inside the gator. Sure about half of him was still in Nick's rather lengthy mouth, but that was why he was still suspended in his throat, not sliding downward yet, and being stuck there was horribly good. He groped at himself, allowing his arousal to rise and drag against the back of the gator's tongue. Oh it was so scandalous, he couldn't actually be doing this in public, could he?
Nick sat quietly in his seat, leaned back comfortably. He rest one arm on the back of the long, hard plastic bench while his other paw gently massaged the kobold's concealed shape under his hide. He was putting on a bit of a show for everyone, really taking his time to enjoy the fruits of his labor. He had been picked by the kobold, and he wasn't going to disappoint. Especially not when Tok tasted so good. Nick even recognized a few hints of a certain kind of cologne, made special for those who wanted to be prey. It was designed to act as something of an enhancement, to draw out a person's natural flavor. It wasn't the first time Nick had tasted it, and recognizing it on Tok told him he had made the right choice to just grab him and scarf him up immediately.
There was a powerful synergy of preferences at play, telling Tok that he had made a wise decision, though he couldn't really think about that at the moment. He was a little too distracted with grinding against the alligator's tongue and throat. Nick could tell him later. Tok panted softly in the dark confines of the gullet massaging over him, able to feel the powerful paw mashing gently against him from the other side of the wall of flesh. He could tell Nick was aiming for a specific spot, wanting to 'help' him, and that just added to the experience. It was all a bit too much. Tok couldn't hold himself back. A muffled cry-much like a sort of chirp-rose out of the gator's throat as the little kobold arched his back, convulsed gently, and painted himself in sticky, white ooze. It dribbled down along the gator's gullet and quickly smeared over a much larger area of the kobold's form, in a sense, flavoring him more.
Nick grinned and chuckled once more as he felt the kobold finish. As soon as the little fellow tensed up, held there for several moments, then fell limp, he knew Tok was done. The gator climbed up onto his paws and adjusted his stance according to what was coming. He tipped his head back once again and swallowed--this time in one, long, loud GLUUUUUK that spilled his meal down his throat. The bulge shifted visibly but slowly. He was awfully good at this, making sure the whole thing took far longer than it really needed to.
Tok slid forward without any real trouble. He was spent, a little lightheaded from what he had just done-as well as the intensely pleasing experience Nick had provided even without the added moment of sticky fun. The watching crowd remained silent as the gator's throat slimmed back down while his chest surged outward. The sound of the big alligator's powerful thumping heart pounded in Tok's ears, making him shiver all over again. The bulge continued its way south until the soft curve of an attractive paunch was made significantly larger. The kobold was spat out into the waiting chamber of the gator's stomach. He landed with a wet bounce, one that was visible to the world outside. He shifted about, trying to turn his way into a heads-up position.
Outside, Nick just sighed happily as he felt his belly bulge. While there was a fairly substantial size difference between the two, the kobold made a pretty generous filling. It wasn't as far as the gator could stretch by any means, but it was a decidedly comfortable size. He ran his paws over the fat, wiggling swell as his tongue dangled from his jaws. A low, heavy, guttural belch worked its way lazily out of his throat and into the open air. Gracious the little kobold tasted wonderful, and he fit in the gator's belly so nicely.
Not one to ignore his own sense of pleasure, Nick hoisted the squirming gut up, gave it a firm, fond squeeze to pin Tok in place in his innards, then released it. The weighty swell dropped back down into position with a jostling bounce. The kobold within was sloshed about, still panting as he resumed fondling himself. It was all Tok could do to keep from grinding away all over again. He pressed against the slick walls churning against him, reveling in the strength of the gator's ability to keep him contained. Another rumbling belch shook his world and he practically melted.
"I... I think... this is going... to work out... just fine." Tok said breathlessly.
"Mmm, I think so too," Nick answered, gazing down at his belly as he caressed it lovingly, "Welcome to your new apartment. Let me know if you need anything."
"I'm... I'm good... for now." Tok huffed out.
"Good, then I think I'll head on home. My boyfriend is going to love you." the gator said with a huge grin.
He collected what few things both he and the kobold had brought to the fast food restaurant, stuffed them into his satchel, slung it over his shoulder, and began waddling his way towards the door. The added weight and size wasn't really enough to force him to change his gait, but he did rather love making his belly sway back and forth. The sloshing noise, the happy little squeaks as Tok was tossed about, and the sense of being dragged this way and that by the weight of it was too good to not enjoy. Also, it made for an excellent bit of theater for the rest of the onlookers.
"Your... boyfriend!?" Tok chirped in surprise, "You... didn't say anything about a boyfriend!"
"Oh yeah, he loves it when I come home with a gut like this. Usually it's just a one-night stand kind of thing. But now... oh we're gonna have lots of fun now that I'm fat full-time. Hell he might crawl in there to play with you," Nick explained as he waddled out of the store and headed for the bus stop, rumbling deep in his throat as he imagined that thought, "God, I'll be so full, I probably won't be able to move."
Tok just trembled at the thought. He was only looking for a single partner in this little arrangement, but it was suddenly a three-some? Could he even really call it that? What sort of creature was this boyfriend? Would he get squished if Nick were to get so greedy? Tok desperately wanted to find out. He squirmed harder, his strength suddenly renewed. Nick's gut bulged outward visibly, little paw prints faintly visible in his hide. The gator just massaged his belly, making sure to give the kobold a good squish since he seemed to enjoy that so much.
The bus arrived and the gator climbed aboard. He sat down with a heavy thump. His legs were forced apart by the generous girth of his belly. Just as in the restaurant, a number of heads turned to leer at his great, round middle. Another little cry rose up from Nick's gut. The landing had helped to set Tok off once again, adding a spunky contribution to the slick, drool-soaked walls of gator flesh. The green fellow belched low and deep once again. It carried a hint of the taste of Tok's release, making Nick grin all the wider.