Wishful Thinking, Chapter 10.
#9 of Wishful Thinking
Wishful Thinking, Chapter 10
By Mitch Kenzo.
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Screw it, I don't wanna put what it contains anymore. >:O IS A SURPRIES!!1
Chapter 10: Wishes... NOW IN HIGH DEFINITION!
"WOOOOOOOO-HOOO-HOOOOOOO! This is awesome!" Perry was diving through a misty cloud with Lila, Morton, and Emerald following. He looked at the ground below him... They'd been flying for a good hour and a half now, and were nearing the East Coast. Beneath him, Perry was amazed at the way the ground looked. Large lakes were no more than tiny blue specks on the face of the planet, surrounded by yellowish-brown rings of sand and fields of green broken up by a spiderweb of grey roads. He could trace his finger from city to city, poking at the towns along the way. The edge of the continent was clearly visible as a stark contrast between the ocean and the land. What a truly beautiful sight... Perry felt himself relaxing, and rolled onto his back, looking into the clear sky above him. A few clouds blanketed him on either side, and he watched whispy fog trails move about his body as he cut through them. He immersed himself in them, sighing happily at the cooling feeling on his body. However, it wasn't long before he realized he'd lost the others. He slowed his flight speed, looking around him intently for any signs of specks on the horizon coming towards him. Nothing, that was strange. He hadn't been going so they couldn't keep up.
"GOTCHA!" Lila's voice resounded in the open heavens as she barreled into him, a pure midair tackle as she hugged around his midsection, causing the two of them to tumble around. Emerald hit him from another side, and Morton got him from the back.
"Ack! What're you doing?" He squirmed between all three furred bodies, closing his eyes and letting out a "Mmm..." of approval as they hugged around him. He ran his hands through Lila and Emerald's fur, kicking off his shoes and socks to run his feet through Morton's. Oddly enough, the clothing stayed aloft with him. He giggled as all the types of fur tickled him, smiling faces surrounding his own. Morton gave a little chuckle this time, catching Perry's attention. "Hmm?"
"Perry, have you ever had something and thought how neat it would be to turn it into something else?" Perry nodded. "For instance, I know you like it when..." The mouse lifted his shirt, wiggling his fingers around Perry's belly and navel, getting a smile out of him. Morton's pads pressed in around his bellybutton, popping the lined knot out by pressing down on his fleshy navel rim. Once again, Perry found himself the victim of one of these kooky furs wanting to play with his belly. "...your navel transforms. Well, would you like to see a bit more transforming magic on it?" Perry nodded vigorously, vaguely aware that Lila and Emerald were supporting him by his arms. Morton's buck-toothed smile broadened even more. His eyes closed, and his paws made a few passes over Perry's navel. There was a strange feeling in the middle of it, like it was stiffening, hardening... It felt a little heavier than usual, and a lot less flexible. When Morton's paws moved away, his navel had changed. The surface was a bright orange color, with a hint of a waxy finish to it. There was a familiar scent, it reminded him of when he took his lunches to school when he was young. Wait... That was cheese!
"Oh, I see, snacktime already? Well, go ahead, the deed's done." Perry shrugged as he floated in the air, wind still whipping past. They seated themselves around him, and a cheese knife appeared on his stomach with a plate of crackers. Morton picked up the knife and placed it against the side of the cheesy navel, easily slicing through it like butter. It was an even more strange feeling than the transformation, he could feel the cutting, but in an exceptionally good way. It was like his navel was really meant to be food now, and he enjoyed seeing it as such. He mouse took a crunchy bite into the cracker, murrling to himself. "Oh, that's a fine flavor!" He rolled the navel cheese around on his tongue, tasting and savoring it. Perry shrugged and reached for a cracker and a slice himself, carving out a thin round navel slice. It seemed strange at first, but he grew to like it the closer the cracker got to his lips. He watched the feline and canine help themselves, sitting back and letting Morton have at the rest of it. He watched the mouse push away the crackers as he took his first bite, his eyes lighting up. He did have a delicious flavor! He quickly finished the snack, smiling as he felt thin teeth nibbling at his navel. Morton was having a hayday chowing down on it, yellow crumbs falling onto his stomach and being reabsorbed into his body. The small tube-shaped cheese grew shorter and shorter, until it was flush with his belly, and still the mouse ate. His muzzle poked inside the slight depression, deeper, deeper, deeper yet! Morton was eating inside Perry's navel up to his eyes now, a look of peace on his face, what was visible. At long last, he withdrew.
"Ahhh... Absolutely delectable. I can't wait until dinner!"
"Are you three making menus without me? Come on, I have to eat too y'know!"
Lila floated over and rested her head on his belly, hearing a gurgling from within. Her paw swiped over it, easing any hunger pangs he was having. "Don't worry Perry, I think you'll like lunch!" She laughed and brushed her feline belly by his lips, letting him have a quick lick of it. He was almost immediately hungry again as her sweet flavor touched his tongue. He had a feeling he would be liking it a lot!
By now, the American coastline was only a distant memory on the horizon, nothing but ocean spreading out beneath them. Perry glanced about and saw a jet in the distance, drifting towards it. The others followed, and he laughed a bit as they settled down on a wing. Putting his ear up to the metal, Perry could hear the passengers being warned about possible turbulence. He had to keep from laughing at the idea he had. "Air turbulence, huh? Anybody feel like dancing?" The others shrugged, then chuckled. Perry tapped off a beat with his foot as Morton and Lila landed on the wing, prancing around on it. Lila was quite light on her footpaws, while Morton was a more flat dancer, him making the wing bounce more than anything. Perry could hear the people inside getting uncomfortable, one person even reaching for a barf bag already. "Okay Emerald, bust a move!" The wolfess took a running start in the air, doing a few flips and ending with a handspring onto the wing of the jet, Then doing a few high jumps, her legs and feet splaying out as she looked like she was doing the splits in midair. Her fur moved with a mind of its own as the wind whipped through it, and her claws extended on every finger and toe beautifully. Perry was truly wowed by the sight, smiling as he saw a few more people chuck a lung inside the plane. He'd always loved being one of those people who laughed when that happened, and he didn't know why. He stepped back into the sky, clapping as the others joined him, watching the jet fly off ahead of them.
"Whoa, that was fun! I feel like such a jerk now. Bwahaha!"
"Hmm... Oh, how about some formation flying?" Emerald grinned as she moved next to Perry, linking arms with him and Morton. Lila got onto the other side, and they all flew in a straight line for a bit, then Lila and Morton slipped back, each grabbing one of Perry or Emerald's legs. Perry and Emerald hooked their free legs together, and then tried a flip with the whole lot of them, Perry catching Lila's tail in his face while Emerald nipped at Morton's. They then separated, trying different circling maneuvers for a while before reverting to just flying, looking for any change in the blue ocean.
Perry was about to try some more flips, when he heard his stomach growling. He checked his watch, surprised to see three hours had passed since snacktime. "Um... When's lunch?"
Lila looked back at him, being in the lead. She slowed so her footpaws were right in front of his face. Then, Perry thought she must've been speeding up again, because her footpaws were growing smaller in front of him. He laughed as he tried to reach out and touch them, but was surprised as he actually did, the lioness shrinking instead! Now she was about the size of a mouse, and her paws touched at his lips. "Open wide, Perry!" He blushed a bit, never having considered trying vore, himself. However, there was a first time for everything! He opened his mouth wide, not realizing how much he'd been drooling since he realized Lila was in front of him. It didn't take long for the paws to enter his mouth, smooshing into his tongue. Lila's body met his tongue as he stuck it out to capture her, saliva sticking her fur to it. He pulled the tiny cat into his jaws, feeling her purr as she was enclosed in the hot human mouth. As it closed, she pushed herself to her knees, walking around on his tongue on them for a minute. "Ooh, how nice... I like this, Perry. You have a wonderful mouth." She went up to his teeth, caressing one with a handpaw gently. Perry wasn't used to having his food moving and touching him, and he squished Lila against the roof of his mouth, her belly sliding over his tongue again. How perfectly delicious it was! The flavor of apples and cinnamon filtered into his senses, Perry happy to eat his feline friend. She in turn was hugging his tongue, rubbing her head against it and even licking it with her own. The softness felt so good against her, and she rubbed her large outie against it as hard as she could, burying it in squishy taste buds. Perry knew what he was tasting, and decided to have a bit of tasting fun of his own. He shifted Lila onto her back on his tongue, pressing her belly against his teeth. They opened just enough to allow her outie to squeeze into a crevice between them, the tongue pulling her up until her navel was firmly wedged between the dental formations. After that, Perry began gently pulling her body back away from the teeth, the pulling on Lila's stomach getting a wonderful moan from the feline. It felt like someone was trying to rip her belly open, navel first. She'd always seen it as a kind of doorknob into her stomach, depending on the predator. At last, Perry's pulling paid off, the squishy navel tearing loose from the lioness, wedged firmly between canine and molar. He'd save it for later, while being able to taste it now.
Lila was giving deep, long purrs, no longer moving around on his tongue as much.He could feel every one of her tiny strands of fur on the bed of tongue flesh she was laying on, and savored her for a moment longer. He then tilted his head back and let Lila slide toward his throat. How strange, to have something living and moving about ready to go down into his stomach! He took a deep breath, then swallowed. Lila's body tumbled down into his gullet, her descent stopped by his esophagus's muscles. She immediately began to move about, pulling on the rings of flesh about her, pulling herself down with every pulsating feeling. Her tail flicked around like a wet whip, tickling the inside of his throat as he swallowed. She was taking much longer than any food he'd ever swallowed, but he could also feel her every movement. A warm trickling feeling told him she was bleeding from her navel wound onto his throat. Mmm... That was nice! He craned his neck, giving her more room to maneuver about in, the feline now crawling into his chest cavity. He rubbed it as he felt his heart race faster, his breathing quicken. To Lila, it sounded like being right next to a bass amp, and also like someone was forcing air through a constricted pipe in a roar, the feline nearly going deaf in the cacophony of sounds. It wasn't long after that she felt the end of the road, a wet, thick muscle preventing her from entering Perry's stomach. It slowly began to open as she pressed. More and more saliva was collecting around her, part of it her own blood as well. Finally, the muscle opened, dropping Lila into the belly with a large growl, an exchange of gases moving about inside escaping as the sphincter opened. Lila tried to take a breath, and then soon realized Perry's stomach wasn't anything like her own. She could make hers so her prey could breathe and live easier. She gagged on the gases inside the stomach before magically converting some to oxygen and then looked around.
It was dark, but the sun from the outside world mildly illuminated Perry's guts. She was in a sea of acids, the liquids washing over her every time Perry moved about. Still digesting food was inside from Perry's previous meals, one strangely familiar, with white fur on it. Hah! Perry's bite of Emerald's bellybutton from the day before. It was as big as she was, and Lila paddled over to it. The surface was slimy and came off in layers as she made her way up. It was much harder than she remembered, until she felt her gut still draining, realizing it was full of acids by now. She caught her breath, regaining her composure up on the food. Other places in the stomach were the cracker and cheese bits Perry had eaten earlier, though those were nearly an unrecognizable mush by now, easily chewed and swallowed, unlike the raw wolf meat. Lila took a breath and sighed. She wanted to be sure to be out by the time they reached Africa, but at this rate Perry would never digest her in time for her to reform. She rubbed a paw against his stomach wall. Maybe one little change wouldn't hurt...
"Hmm?" Perry looked at his stomach. It felt like something was different about it. Lila's paw was pushing against the inside, he could feel... Maybe it was just that, and he didn't think about it too much. "Hey! What's that in the distance? Africa?" He could see the distant outline of what looked like a coast...
Lila grunted, finishing her mental changes. They were already taking place, most of the food she'd just seen completely gone now. Emerald's navel bit was rapidly sinking into the stomach acids, a sizzling sound coming from it. Lila's own stomach was burning now, the acids in her belly cavity having sprung to life, melting her from the open hole out. Her lower belly was the first to give, spilling a nutritious broth of lion into Perry's stomach. Below her, Emerald's meat gave out completely, spilling the lioness into the acid. It didn't take long for her skin and fur to dissolve off, relieving her arms and legs of any movement as her nervous systems were digested away. She could feel her body becoming less and less hers, arms and legs ceasing to be appendages, belly no longer a belly, but a soupy mix of nutrients for Perry. As her skull floated to the bottom of the stomach before dissolving, it was smiling, a few final bubbles being released.
"Buuurp! Whoops!" Perry looked at his stomach and rubbed it, feeling nice and full for the first time in a while. His tongue flicked the navel stuck in his teeth until he got it loose, sucking the flavor out of it and chewing on it for a while. "Mmm... Kinda like beef jerky, but not quite. Hey, speaking of beef jerky, I wonder if you've ever had beef navel, Emerald?" A gulp, and the navel followed its previous owner, though now it looked much less like a navel.
"Beef bellybutton? Never heard of it..." Emerald looked genuinely interested, floating next to Perry. Her paw rubbed his stomach gently, the wolf suddenly a bit more sociable now that Lila was gone. Morton was napping off to the side, having had enough for flying activities for one afternoon. Perry shivered as dark claws slipping into his bellybutton, tracing the lines inside it.
"Yeah, if you look at the belly of most cows, there's a big blob of flesh hanging down. I'm talking right in the middle of the belly, before you see any udders or genitals. It's a large, round piece of flesh... Probably bigger than my fist!" He held up his fist, and Emerald's eyes widened. Her mouth opened, and she placed it over his hand, gauging the size.
"Wow... That's pretty nice! Reminds me of a few furs I used to know so long ago... Hah, I'll still have the chance one of these days to introduce you to one of them. She's in Limbo, named Jamie. I bet Lila's there right now, getting ready to come back." It never did take long for her to get through to where she wanted to come back. They'd even had a race once. If she knew Lila, it'd be a matter of seconds now. However, Emerald's ears perked up. There was a high-pitched sound growing louder by the second. She could've sworn she'd heard it just recently... "Perry, do you hear that?" She drifted to the side, trying to get a better listen at the sound.
"Huh? What- Wait... I do hear something... Wait, that's... AUGH, NOO-"
Black.
Over to the side, Morton had woken up to Perry's half-scream when he was cut off by the sound. There was a grinding, slicing sound as a jet passed right in front of him, one of its engines sucking the human in, emitting a spray of smoke and ground meat behind it. His jaw hung open, and Emerald groaned. The wolf shook her head. "Great... I hope he's cleared for reformation, I'd hate to talk the Processors into pulling him back out." A flash in the corner of her eye made her groan again. "Here comes more good news." Lila stretched with a large yawn and floated over.
"Hey, where's Perry? We're about to Africa, right?"
"You might say he had his last meal."
"What do you... Wait... Oh no, I didn't do that, did I?" Lila looked panic-stricken, thinking messing with Perry's anatomy may have killed him off. Still, that didn't explain the lack of a body. That is, until Emerald pointed out the smoking jet engine trailing into the distance. Lila's expression didn't change at all. "Nngh... Well, one of us has to go after him, and I'm not really cleared to go through processing for another day."
"I'll go." Morton stepped forward, shrugging. "I actually had a friend I wanted to visit there, so I'll find Perry and be on my way."
"Er... It won't be that easy Morton, he's already passed Processing, I had him stamped last time we were there."
"Arrgh, just great. Well, at least we have a reasonable time frame to find him in then..."
This black was familiar. However, it was darker than before... "Wh-where am I?"
"You're dead again! Perry, wasn't it?" He turned around, and saw why he was in the increased darkness. He definitely was dead, and at processing. However, he was off to the side, near the light being. He must have somehow looked shocked, as the light spoke up. "Hey, don't look so surprised that I remembered, we don't get humans stamped here every millennia y'know. Anywhoo, just remember that you gotta get out of here within a certain time or else you're stuck here." The light seemed like it leaned closer. "Between you and me though, I think a century is plenty long." Perry could have melted right then. A century? Why had they made it seem like such a big deal then? "Anywhoo, you should go check out Limbo really quick. There's a bunch of fun stuff in there. Take your time, a few decades won't kill you. You're already dead!"
Limbo... "Oh, you just reminded me. Emerald- You probably know her, green wolf anthro? Right, anyway, she mentioned someone named Jamie here she wanted me to meet sometime." Now, he could have sworn the light was smiling at him!
"Jamie? Sure thing, just think her with Emerald in mind and take the door over that way." It flicked in the direction of the darkness behind it, a glowing outline of a door in the darkness shining out. It almost looked like one of those ones in the animated cartoons that characters could pull out of their pockets on a whim and use to confuse other characters. Oh well, not like he had anything to lose! He began walking toward it... Walking now, instead of floating. His body was taking shape as he got closer, and he walked faster, jogging up to the handle. Jamie, Emerald... Jaime, Emerald... He turned the handle and stepped forward onto more blackness. Was this a joke? If it was, it wasn't funny. However, it did feel different underfoot. Soft and wet, almost...
"Hey, you going to say hello or just sit on my nose all day?" A large voice startled Perry out of his wits. He looked about for the source of the voice, and saw the edges of the blackness had a reddish tint to them. He walked forward, being careful not to fall into the holes he could somehow see in the darkness. He didn't think the voice would enjoy that. As he peeked over the edge, a red muzzle nose bridge looked back at him, as well as two beautiful blue eyes. He thought he could literally fall into them, they were so clear and deep. The lids closed in a slow blink, a sigh escaping the creature's nose. Her eyes clenched for a second as if she were enjoying something thoroughly. "Merf! Sorry, had a bit of enjoyment. Anywhoo, who are you?"
"I'm Perry, who are you?"
"Jamie. Any reason why you're here, Perry? I don't get many of you sent over this way anymore besides the regulars, and even some of them are dying off."
"Well, I just died for the second time. I was expecting to come here with a friend, she recommended you for some reason."
"Second time? Humans usually only go once, and even if they make it through reincarnation, they don't ever remember their first life. You really a human?"
"Yeah, I am. Want a taste test or something? That seems to be the usual around the people I've been hanging out with lately."
"In a bit. So, who's your friend?"
"Her name's Emerald, a-"
"Emerald!? You can't mean the wolf... She hasn't been here in aeons! She was my favorite regular!"
"That's the one. Now, why would she tell me to come here?"
"Heheh... If you got her to tell you about me, you can figure this out. Emerald must have done something to you, probably a good number of times to get even a mention of me."
"Lessee... Licked, pounced, bitten... Though, she was always messing with my bellybutton. Not that I minded..." Perry blushed a bright red color to match the fur on the nose. He could also see a white coloring around it too. Hmmm... Markings like that? Had to be a giant fox, female by the sound of the voice. "Hah, I think I'm getting an idea of why she recommended me then."
"Mmhmm! Though, there is a toll to get in. Chances are, you've paid it to her once or twice."
"Mmf. Too many times to count anymore."
"Once more won't hurt then."
"Yeah, you're right. What do I do though? I'm an innie."
"Just lay on my lips, I'll take care of the rest."
Perry walked away from the eyes and over to the other side of the nose. There was a thin ridge of fur between the vixen's nose and top black lip. She had them pursed together, a hole big enough for his belly to slip into in them. He laid down on it, and felt suction begin. Oh yeah, he knew where this was going. The pressure on his stomach was enormous, this time, his navel not being able to stand it in the least, becoming a bulging outie instantly. However, it didn't stop expanding, growing farther and farther out as his gut expanded from the suction, until finally his navel burst free of its holding in his belly. It was like an intense pressure had been let out of him. He felt his stomach heal over still stuck on the lips though as he felt the teeth beneath him move, chewing up his bellybutton.
"Ooh, I like your flavor! Do me a favor and come back full-sized sometime, I could snack on you all day!"
"I will. Was that it then?"
"Not even close! That was admission! Hold on, or rather, don't!" A gust of air blew from under his belly, popping him high into the air. He was able to see the entire vixen clearly from here. She was quite beautiful, the expected red body with the soft white tummy, as well as a nice shirt that would normally cover her belly. However, it was pulled up, held from falling by some giant pins. However, in the middle of her belly was the most unexpected spectacle... Her navel, it was a large, shallow innie. The bottom was devoid of fur except for patches, but otherwise, nice pink flesh showed through. It looked wonderfully soft and inviting, especially for one feature. There were a multitude of other people and furs inside of it! He felt himself land on a cushiony platform high in the air, but as soon as he did, it began to rush down towards the navel, picking up speed every second. Perry could barely tell how fast he was going, but knew that in life he'd never get to travel at speeds like these! Before he knew it, he was slammed into the navel, face-first on the flesh. He pulled back to catch his breath, breathing heavily, and catching a delicious, appetizing scent in the air. He looked to his left and saw a stand. It looked like a normal burger joint, and people were sitting around it, chatting about various subjects. He walked up and took a seat on the stool next to a non-anthro panther. That was odd, Perry didn't know normal animals went here too.
The panther made a sound Perry wasn't expecting, clearing his throat. "First time here?"
"Er, yeah. Second time dying, actually."
"Well, aren't you special? Furry friend, I'm guessing?"
"That's right. If you don't mind me asking, where are you from."
"Earth. I died a happy feline about 75 years ago. I know, surprising to a human, right?"
"A bit."
"Oh, excuse me a second, my order's up." The cook brought over a place full of slices of steaming meat, a smell wafting up from it that even Perry had to admit smelled wonderfully appetizing. He was still in shock over where he was, disoriented from the speed trip as well.
"Wow, those smell great! Do they cost anything?"
"Nope, all free here, but I'll gladly share. Here, have a slice." Perry didn't need to be told twice, grabbing a steaming meat slice and taking a big bite. The panther watched as he chewed carefully, grinning from ear to ear. The cut was delicious, cooked to a blissfully perfect steak-like consistency. Not too rare, not too overdone, just perfect in the middle. The meat was juicy, exuding flavor in every chew, oily, greasy juices running into his mouth. He quickly devoured the rest of the piece, rubbing his gut in satisfaction as the panther quickly downed the rest of the platter. "Wonderful, isn't it?" He placed a paw on Perry's belly, rubbing it around. His eyes widened, the panther retreating. "Oh, sorry, I just figured that you were here and all-"
"Oh, oh, don't worry, I'm just not used to it. I mean, I haven't really ever had a talking panther want to... Well, rub my belly. Every cat I ever saw on Earth liked it the other way around."
The feline smiled again, replacing his paw, squeezing a toe right down into Perry's navel comfortably. "Mmm, housecats. Granted, there's nothing wrong with a nice belly rub, but in my position, well, I never really got to know my prey in life." Perry raised an eyebrow. "Hah, yes, I did eat humans on occasion, only rarely, when they were dead or near death, or i was starving horribly and needed an easy meal. How do you think I got to like the belly so much? You humans have such interesting ones... Flavorful too."
Perry couldn't tell if he was being appraised at a market or complimented, but blushed all the same as the panther's claws grazed the inside of his button. "You really like them that much, huh? Well, you're right, I guess I'm here because I really like them too." There was silence as Perry's stomach and navel were kneaded softly, the panther giving a low purr now as one of the other furry patrons watched a bit jealously and gave a short wave. "I haven't thought much about where I was until now." He looked about himself, off in the distance the walls of the gigantic navel were all about him. Little valleys ran like cracks in the ground from years upon years upon years of different kinds of love or abuse. The panther hopped off his stool for a moment, stretching out and digging his claws into the ground in front of him, leaving a few more scratches in the navel. Perry watched the cook, and realized that the meat was coming from the ground, the dragon jamming something that looked like a giant, very sharp apple corer into it, and then pushing a button on the side. The tube would glow, and patties of meat would fall out of it onto plates, already pre-cut. He'd pick a few slices off and blow fire on them, then serve them to the "customers." That was interesting, a dragon...
He caught Perry looking at him and grinned. "What, you wanna be a special order for someone or something? I like a little change myself, you know."
"Er, no, not today. I'm still new."
"Suit yourself. I'm here 24/7/365/10/100/1000... You get the point."
Perry nodded. The panther was sitting on the ground, tail curled about his feet. "Sorry, the shock's wearing off. Um... Has it been long since you've had human?"
The feline nodded, his eyes starting to twinkle. "Yup, about ten years since the last human customer I've even had the chance to just talk to."
Perry chuckled. Well, it's not like he wasn't used to being eaten by now. He had to admit, getting devoured by a feral beast might be fun! "How would you like to again then?"
The panther nodded, walking over to him and brushing up against his waist, tail tickling into the depression in his shirt. "Follow me, I'll show you around first."
Perry lost control of the urge to grab the tail, doing so. His guide didn't even flinch, put deftly removed the tail from his grasp, wrapping it around his belly before slipping the end back into his grip. Perry felt his grin growing wider be the second.
"You've seen the food court there. There's all kinds of treats that can be made with Jamie's bellybutton. Over here is the climbing hill..." He motioned towards a nice-sized navel lump over towards the side of the bellybutton, a fur using all means possible to climb up it, biting included! "This is the pool. Feel like a quick dip? We panthers love the water." The feline hopped in, as did Perry, tail still around his waist. The water was white and cloudy, also warm and revitalizing. He took a quick lick, seeing his new friend lapping it up as well, finding it to be quite salty. A lake of sweat and musk, nice!
The feline hopped out, shaking himself dry, the liquid splattering onto Perry. His shirt was sticking to his belly now, earning a nuzzle into the depression from the panther, who kept his muzzle there for a minute while breathing short, hot bursts of air onto it. "Actually... I think I can skip the rest of the tour. I have a feeling I'm gonna be leaving before too long, though I don't exactly want to."
The tail tightened, but the cat nodded. "Right, you do have that century restriction on you. Believe me, that goes fast here! Okay, only one stop left in that case... The privacy booths." He began heading towards one of the tufts of fox fur in the navel, and gave a sniff to make sure it was free. "Come on in. This is one of the best parts of this whole thing... If you have time, I'll show you two reasons why." He led Perry inside the fur, the middle actually clear, though the flesh was much softer than the outside had been, and seemed to pulse... Perry had a feeling he knew why.
He was released by the tail, and then pressed onto his back by the large muzzle. The panther was as excited as he was, the shock of someone or something besides himself being able to enjoy his navel really finally draining away, Perry lifting his shirt and watching intently. The panther sniffed his belly again, running his tongue over his lips, and then over Perry's stomach. It felt nice, like sandpaper smoothing his belly out. The tongue made another pass, pulling and scratching his belly. The head bent closer yet, panther lips smooching and kissing his innie gently, sucking on the lumpy flesh in the middle. The tongue slid inside, licking in short bursts, repeatedly. Next, it hung inside, moving about and just licking, tasting him. It felt exceptionally good, like the predator was toying with him in a way that he wanted. The lips made their move again, suckling and lipping at his bellybutton. Their smooth movements relaxed him, the suckling drawing his button into the outie shape he liked the best, and the fine white teeth locking around it gently. However, unlike Lila or Emerald, This panther was taking his time, enjoying the chewy consistency of Perry's bellybutton. He was sucking harder, purring loudly as his paws massaged the stomach about his maw, delicious suckling sounds coming from the feline mouth. The bites got harder, Perry unable to tell whether or not he could take the increasing pain from each one much longer. He loved them, but the sucking and biting was so intense... He hoped it would be over soon, but no, it continued. He felt his toes clenching as he knew his navel was bleeding from the attention it was receiving, a pacifier for the wonderful panther he'd made friends with.
He looked at the cat, who looked back at him, at long last releasing his umbilicus. At the same moment a breath of air escaped Perry. He hadn't even realized he was holding it! The experience had made him feel lightheaded, amazed that his navel was still attached after such abuse. The panther got a giggle at the confused expression on Perry's face. "Oh, I'm sorry if you thought I was going to eat it, but I just ate a little while ago. Here, you should enjoy this though." The panther's paw ran over his navel, sill protruding from his stomach. One toe pressed into the center of it, making the sides bulge out as it grew shorter and fatter, finally caving in on itself to the innie shape. A few more paw swipes and the panther finally rested his head on Perry's stomach for a moment, until he raised it back up. "Oh, yes, part two..."
The feline got to his paws, and padded around on the soft navel floor. finding the perfect spot, he stretched out again, digging his claws into the fleshy floor, tearing deep grooves into it. The effect was a slight earthquake, and a voice booming "Ooooh! Do that again, whoever that is!" Once again, the claws sliced across the floor, this time being dragged far back, all the way across. There was a loud yipping sound, one that could only be Jamie. Perry smiled, watching the cuts heal before his eyes. He wanted to try this too! He got to his knees and ran his fingers tenderly across the floor, looking for a good place to grip. He found what he was looking for, grabbing the flesh up enough that he could get a grip with both hands. Perry stretched it as much as he could, pulling and tugging hard on it. The floor came up just slightly, but turning from pink to white from the stress. A slight tremor told him he was doing well. He began to pull his hands apart, stretching the navel meat more and more intensely, the whiteness growing whiter yet. It was almost to the breaking point now, but Perry just couldn't pull any harder, his strength maxed out.
"Okay, claw down the middle of that."
The feline was only too happy to oblige, clawing down the center of the stretched navel like a housecat might claw a curtain, tearing the flesh to a series of ribbons. There was a satisfactory "YIPE! Great job in there!" from above. Perry turned to the panther and stretched out his hand, getting a paw for a shake.
"We never did exchange names. I'm Perry."
"Foster, nice to meet you Perry. Maybe next time I'll eat you too!" They both giggled, but then Perry got serious. "Oh yeah, next time. Funny thing is, I thought Lila would be here to pick me up by now. This is bugging me... I do wanna get back before I get too comfy here."
"Let's go talk to Gemalen then, the cook. I think he knows reforming magic. It's better to get out of here and have you come back with your time refreshed." They exited the fur stand, looking up to see a beaming fox mouth above them, mouthing a word of thanks. Perry and Foster waved, heading back to the food court.
They caught Gemalen out back, having a smoke break. That is to say, he was releasing clouds of smoke, casting out magic to make different shapes with it. "Gemalen, it's Foster. I need a favor from you."
"Hey, anything for my best customer. Oh, and you're back I see! Come to rethink my request?"
"Actually, he needs to get back to Earth, and you're the only one who knows how to reform here. You think you can do it?"
"Sure... For a nominal fee." The dragon pulled out a smaller version of his corer tool, smiling broadly. "I don't think that will be a problem though, right?"
Perry rolled his eyes, pulling up his shirt. "Why else do you think I'm here?"
A wet sucking pop later, Gemalen was munching down, licking his corer clean of the blood on it. "Oh, wonderful taste here. You sure you want to leave?"
"No, but I need to."
"All right, all right. Let's see here... Where are you going to?"
"Africa, anywhere in it. I figure my friends have a better chance of finding me there than here."
"All right, kinda dangerous place though. If you die again, come right back here, okay? We'll take good care of you... And hey, if you do stay a century, I'm not complaining if you become a permanent resident here."
"I'll keep that in mind. Thank you both, you've been so nice to me..."
"We should be thanking you! Okay, get ready. Here... You... GO!"
WHOOSH!
The light was bright, blinding this time. However, it wasn't that of the light being. It was the sun, in a clear blue sky. All about him brown grasses waved in the heat, like a desert sea of dead plants. Nearby under a tree, Perry could see some lions sleeping. This was definitely Africa then! He wasn't afraid of dying anymore, but he didn't wanna go back looking so sheepish so soon. He took off walking in the opposite direction, looking for some kind of safety or shelter from the blistering heat. He quickly found another tree, and laid under it. This one he was sure was safe, the only odd thing being the spotted rock it was growing next to. It was too bright to make out anything else though, and he was feeling tired already. A nap couldn't hurt... The worst thing that could happen was death, right? Still, Perry couldn't shake the feeling that he wasn't alone out here.
"Jamie, my name's Morton, and I'm here on an emergency. Did a human by the name of Perry come by here recently?"
"Yeah, he spent some fun time down in the button. Boy, does he ever know how to party!"
"Right, right. Is he still in there?"
"No, last I heard he got sent back to Africa."
"Africa!?" Morton groaned. Here he let those two girls eat him, and for what? Perry to get an easy trip to Africa! Oh well, it wasn't a biggie. He'd be a lot easier to locate. At least, he hoped Perry would be. Things were becoming more and more hit and miss lately! Morton sighed and closed his eyes, letting his body move back to reality.
The day had cooled off. Perry rolled over on both sides to check for predators. Nothing. Well, that was good. He got up and stretched, and then looked ahead of him. Wait, wasn't that the rock from before? He looked behind the tree. That was definitely it. Had he been imagining things? No, wait... He watched part of the rock move slightly to trace his movements. The sun finally set over the horizon, leaving the moon to cast its light on the scene. No longer was the rock hidden in shadows, and Perry could see full well what it really was now.
I hate gnats. They leave the worst black streaks on my screen when I kill them.
Yay, I got another chapter done! Now I'm getting to one of my chapters I'm REALLY looking forward to doing, because I'm putting another one of my friends in. I can't wait! *Excited.*