The Embezzler
Eric Stapleton deals with am embezzler.
Note: I added an extended ending.
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Eric Stapleton drummed his clawtips on his desk boredly. He was waiting. Waiting for the condemned to be brought before him, like an executioner at the chopping block. As he waited he reflected on the events of the past few weeks. The weeks since he had eaten Justin Wakefield, his old assistant.
Idly he rubbed a massive hand over his stomach which bulged his vest out slightly. Justin had gone straight to his belly. Not that he minded. Following Justin's departure from the company Stapleton had been in the position of trying to find a new assistant. Naturally this involved having to explain where his old one went. Needless to say, most temp agencies did not wish to hire out people to an admitted predator such as him.
Thank God for the Durant Brothers, he thought. Stapleton had met Liam Durant at one of the agencies, wherein the squirrel had expressed his desire to work for Stapleton's company, provided that Stapleton also hire his identical twin, Trevor. This had been early in Stapleton's search and so he had turned Liam down. He only needed one new employee.
But as his search got more and more desperate, he started to rethink his original idea. And the more he had thought about it, the more the idea of twins appealed to the lion. So he had tracked the Durant Brothers down and spoke with them, explaining the situation, and just what exactly had happened to their predecessor. Surprisingly, they had agreed. Or at least Liam had. Trevor didn't do much talking during Stapleton's visit and the lion got the idea that between the two of them Liam was the "dominant twin."
There was a knock at the door. "Who is it?" he asked.
"It's us, sir," said the voice on the other side of the door. Liam.
"Come in," Stapleton said, sitting up a little straighter.
The door opened and Liam Durant entered. Right behind him was his twin, Trevor. The two dressed identically in matching suits, but parted their hair differently. Liam parted his to the right, Trevor to the left. This was the only way apart from their behavior that it was possible to tell the twins apart.
But at the moment Stapleton's attention wasn't focused on the brothers, but rather the nervous-looking groundhog that followed them in. Gilly Stephenson, from accounting. Despite his job he looked surprisingly fit, and was indeed fairly muscular for his species. The twins stood aside and let him pass, and he quietly approached Stapleton's desk and stood before it. Trevor Durant shut the door and both twins stood side by side at it, like sentinels.
Stapleton smiled. He waited a few moments before he finally spoke. "Do you know why I've called you to my office, Mr. Stephenson?" he asked curtly.
"Uh, no sir, I have no clue," Stephenson lied. His nervous state clearly indicated he had a pretty good idea of why his boss had sent for him.
And that reason was embezzling. Stephenson had been skimming off the top of several recent sales and keeping it for himself. A little here and a little there. He thought no one would notice. And indeed, Stapleton had been totally clueless about what his thieving employee was up to, until Trevor Durant discovered the irregularities in each month's finances. He and his brother quickly found out the employee's name, whereupon Stapleton told them to go and fetch Stephenson. He had to admit he was impressed. Not only were they completely willing to work for a predator, but they also had no qualms about bringing a disloyal employee to certain doom. In fact when Stapleton had told them to get Stephenson, they'd simply replied, "Yes sir!" in unison before leaving the room.
Now Stapleton got down to business. As much as he enjoyed drawing things out, his stomach was rumbling. It was almost lunchtime, and he was famished. Also, he could feel his arousal swelling in his trousers. It was time to get on with things.
"You're here, Mr. Stephenson, because I have it on good authority that you've been stealing money from this company," the lion said.
Stephenson blanched and looked like he'd just been sentenced to death. Probably because he had. He stammered, trying to protest. "B-But Mr. Stapleton, I-I can explain--"
"What is there to explain?" Stapleton snarled. "Did you, or did you not take my money?"
"Guh, I....y-yes," the groundhog finally admitted, looking down.
Behind him, Stapleton noticed that the Durant Brothers looked at each other and exchanged small smiles. Could it be they were looking forward to seeing their employer's brand of justice firsthand? The thought of admirers only made Stapleton harder. If not for his self-control, he would've seized Stephenson right there and swallowed him whole, but there was one more bit of business to attend to before the lion meted out the punishment.
"Good," he said, "we're making splendid progress." He leaned forwards. "Where is it?"
"I-In an account....at the B-B-Burrow Heights Bank," Stephenson said.
Stapleton opened a drawer and took out a notepad and pencil. "The account number?" he asked casually.
"1864-313009," the groundhog said. "It's in my name."
Stapleton nodded and hurriedly jotted the number down. Then, setting the pencil aside, he rose to his full towering height, looming over his three employees like a huge and hungry beast. Stephenson shook with terror. The Durant Brothers, although standing still as statues and unafraid, were starting to breathe a bit quicker.
"Now, you know what happens to employees who betray me," Stapleton said. His stomach growled ominously. "They get fired. And ever since Justin left us, you are also aware of the....new severance policy."
"Please, sir..." Stephenson whimpered,
Without another word, Stapleton nodded to the twins. They grabbed Stephenson and began roughly undressing him as he continued to protest. Soon his clothes lay in a pile and the groundhog was naked before his soon-to-be former boss. Stapleton calmly walked around the desk and stood directly in front of him, then grabbed him with both hands and lifted him up. Liam and Trevor stepped back, watching with wide-eyed interest. Stephenson shook his head back and forth desperately, but Stapleton simply opened his mouth wide, tongue lolling out. He was so hungry that he drooled profusely, thick rivulets of saliva dribbling off the tongue and down to the floor.
It was over quickly. The groundhog was small enough that the lion was able to, more or less, devour him in only a few gulps. He crammed Stephenson in head-first, silencing his cries, and swallowed. Then he released his hold on Stephenson, letting the groundhog hang half in, half out of his mouth with his arms pinned to his sides. He mmmed loudly around the meal, and swallowed again, drawing Stephenson in up to the middle. As he did so he loosened his necktie, so it wouldn't obstruct the swallowing. Even as he did it, the outline of Stephenson's face was visible through the stretched skin of the lion's throat.
The twins then did something unusual. They stepped forward and began attending to the lion, Stapleton blinked and actually held off his final few swallows to look down, wondering what the hell they were doing. He watched as first Liam undid the buttons on his vest, one by one, and then Trevor started on Stapleton's dress shirt, undoing the buttons from top to bottom, exposing the feline's muscular chest and slightly pudgy belly for all the world to see. Stapleton felt a swelling of pride as he realized the brothers were making sure he wouldn't pop any buttons once the lump that used to be Stephenson made its way down to his stomach.
The brothers then stepped back again, looking extremely excited. Trevor clutched Liam's arm. Stapleton was willing to bet his entire fortune that both of the little voyeurs had hard-ons, even though the bottoms of their suit jackets hid their crotches from view. Hearing his tummy growl again Stapleton hurriedly finished his meal. By now Stephenson had stopped struggling, apparently having passed out due to lack of air, and it took precisely three huge gulps, combined with Stapleton tossing his head back as many times, to get the remainder of the embezzler down. The bulge went down his neck, disappeared behind his ribcage, before finally, with a loud gurgle, it entered his stomach, the otherwise muscular lion's paunch bulging a great deal now.
Stapleton groaned and rubbed over the massive bulge, burping a bit. "Ohhhh, that was delicious," he said softly. "I love this new severance policy." He chuckled and then looked at the twins. "I take it you two...enjoyed that?"
They looked at one another, then back to him. After a moment, Liam said, "Uh, y-yes sir....you see, my brother and I, we..." He trailed off.
"...like watching this kind of display?" Stapleton finished for him. This earned a nod from both squirrels. "Well, you could've said something," he said. "And thanks for undoing by vest and shirt. I was too hungry to think right. I would've popped all my buttons! It's amazing I even had the presence of mind to get the account number out of him."
He walked and slowly sat back down in his chair. He moaned softly and kicked his shoes off. After a moment, the twins decided to be adventurous again. Trevor went first. He unbuttoned and slid off his jacket, revealing that he did indeed have a hard-on. A big one. The front of his pants was swollen with his arousal. Liam followed suit. He was likewise aroused. Just as Stapleton had expected. The squirrels came over and Trevor knelt before the lion, who blinked, pleased with this suddenly servile display but also a bit baffled by it.
Liam walked behind him and Stapleton felt nimble hands on his shoulders. "Relax, Mr. Stapleton," said the squirrel. "Trevor and I are only doing our jobs."
He then began to massage Stapleton's shoulders, while, below, Trevor took one of the lion's feet by the heel and started administering a foot massage. Pleased as punch, Stapleton decided to get even more comfortable, unzipping his pants and fishing out his monstrous erection. At this the brothers worked a little bit harder at their massage. It felt damn good. Stapleton sighed and gripped his thick meat and began slowly jerking himself off. What a day, he thought. He'd had yet another filling lunch, and in the process had gotten rid of a traitorous embezzler, and now here he was, with his two new assistants tending to him as if he were royalty.
As he looked down at Trevor working his foot, Stapleton realized how attractive the twins were. They were young, fit, quite lithe, and the way they parted their hair differently so people could tell them apart was cute. And above all else, the fact they were total voyeurs was even better! Remembering the manner in which Trevor had held his brother's arm so tenderly as he'd eaten Stephenson, also made Stapleton think that there was a bit more beneath the surface with these two. Visions of the pair making out at his command danced through his head. Liam holding Trevor, kissing him lovingly on the lips, and then fucking his brains out on top of the desk while Stapleton watched.
That did it. With a roar, Stapleton came, splattering thick cum all over his swollen belly. He jerked his cock feverishly as he rode out the orgasm. As he came down from his sexual high, Stapleton idly wondered, if the mere fantasy of the twins going at it was enough to make him cum that hard, what on Earth would the real thing be like? He'd find out in due time, he decided.
"Up," he said, motioning with his hand.
Trevor blinked and stood up. Liam also stopped his massage. Sitting up a bit, Stapleton reached over and tore off the piece of paper with the account number written on it. This he handed to Trevor.
"Go to the bank, and empty the account," he commanded gently. "Cash. Then bring it back here."
"Yes sir," Trevor said. He went and got his jacket, putting it on, slipping the piece of paper into his pocket. With a smile and a wave to his sibling he was out the door.
Stapleton eased his sensitive cock back into his underwear and then zipped up. Liam walked around and then got down on his knees where Trevor had been. The foot massage continued. With a sigh the great lion leaned back. He wasn't getting rid of the Durant Brothers anytime soon. Unlike Justin, they were more than proving their worth as proper assistants.
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While waiting for Trevor to return, Stapleton had since made himself presentable for his employees, as had Liam, even though the remainder of the workday passed without incident, at least where regular work was concerned. Stapleton was enjoying a cigarette and relaxing in his chair, his gut bulging out his vest and shirt like last time. Every so often a gurgle could be heard as the lion's lunch digested noisily. He made light chat with Liam, asking him questions about the relationship he had with his twin.
"I've noticed you and your brother are...close," he observed.
Liam gave a small smile. "Most twins are." He came over and sat on the edge of the desk.
"Yes," Stapleton said with a nod, "but I get the feeling that with you two it's a bit more than just twins' closeness. Am I right?" He brought the cigarette to his lips.
Liam surprised Stapleton with his reply. "You want to know if we do it, don't you, sir?" he said.
Stapleton stopped mid-drag, wide-eyed for a moment. Then, after finishing, he confirmed, "Yes. Yes I do."
That's when Trevor came in, holding a big black briefcase. Wordlessly he approached and put the briefcase onto Stapleton's desk with a dull thunk. Suddenly his twin seized him by the lapels of his jacket and kissed him full on the lips. Trevor uttered a startled cry, but then smiled and returned the gesture. Stapleton just stared at them. He felt his pants tenting again.
Finally they broke apart. "Does that answer your question?" asked Liam.
Stapleton could only nod.
"What question?" Trevor asked. "Did he ask if we make out? He asked if we make out, didn't he?"
"Indeed," Liam replied with a chuckle, and planted another kiss on his brother's lips. Turning back to Stapleton, he said, "Yes, we do. Quite often in fact."
"It's horribly cliche," said Trevor. "But we don't care."
Again Stapleton nodded, but by this time his surprise had since passed, and he turned his attention to the briefcase. Stubbing his cigarette out in the ashtray he drew the case over to himself and snapped it open. Inside were several stacks of bills. "Is this all of it?" he asked.
"No," said Trevor, "there's four more in the car. I was about to say I was going to have to make a couple more trips before Liam decided to swap spit with me." He smirked.
Stapleton smiled and nodded, he was satisfied. He shut the briefcase, then watched as Trevor grabbed Liam and licked his cheek. Liam jerked away from his brother. "You tart!" he snapped, but then locked lips with him once again, grabbing hold of his arms and pulling him up onto Stapleton's desk with himself. He then rolled over so he was on top of his twin, pinning him down. His hands roamed possessively over Trevor, reaching inside his jacket to rub his chest and belly, while Trevor reached up and started undoing Liam's tie. By the time Liam began dryhumping his brother Stapleton had exploded in his pants. He barely noticed it, surprisingly. By the time Trevor wrapped his legs around Liam's waist so that his twin's crotch ground into his own trouser bulge, Stapleton already had his still-erect dick out and was feverishly jerking it, trying to get in a second orgasm before the brothers finished.
Needless to say it worked. As he pumped his fist along his cock, already lubed by his previous cum, each jerk making his swollen belly bounce and gurgle, he exploded a second time. There wasn't as much cum this time around, but it felt ten times as good as before. As he sat back in the chair, panting, the Durant Brothers reached their own peaks. Liam was first. He gritted his teeth and growled and hissed through them as he pumped his hips faster, then stopped and fell on top of his twin, panting. Using his legs around Liam as leverage, Trevor kept going and came a few seconds later. His cry was higher pitched and more feminine than his brother's, further proof, in Stapleton's mind, that he was the "submissive" twin.
Stapleton smirked and lit another cigarette, taking a long drag. The twins lay as they were for a minute or so later before finally Liam got off of Trevor, letting him up, and they both got down from the desk. Both of them had huge wet spots in the fronts of their dress pants. They'd practically filled their underwear with squirrel cum. Nevertheless they made some attempt to compose themselves; Trevor smoothed his hair out, Liam adjusted his tie.
"Impressive," Stapleton said.
"Sorry, sir," Liam said. "But when Trevor licks me like that..." He trailed off, grinning.
"I only do that when you stick your tongue down my throat out of nowhere," Trevor said, playfully punching Liam in the shoulder.
Liam punched him back, harder. Trevor winced and rubbed his arm, but then they both laughed.
"Nothing to be sorry about," Stapleton said. "It was quite a show. I'd very much like to see again sometime. In fact, how does later tonight sound?" He didn't wait for them to reply. "But at the moment there's the matter of those other five briefcases..."
"I'll go get them," Trevor said.
"Not with your pants looking like that you aren't," said Liam.
"Oh, that's right!"
To Stapleton, Liam said, "We may not hide our true relationship, sir, but we're very concerned about our outward appearance."
Stapleton nodded. He understood. They didn't want to be seen with such visible evidence of their fooling around. There were other ways though. Extending his hand to Trevor, he said, "Give me your car keys." Trevor blinked, but fished the keys out of his pocket and handed them to the lion. "Now, go into my private bathroom and undress. Don't come out until I tell you, and don't screw around in there without me. Understood?"
They nodded and said in unison, "Yes sir!"
With that the squirrels turned and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door. After a moment, Stapleton pushed a button on his intercom. But then he remembered that both of his assistants were currently in his private bathroom. Grumbling, he stood, stuffing his dick into his pants and zipping up once more. Going to the door he opened it and called to two of his more useful employees.
"David, Bill, come here." The rabbit and the cheetah got up from their desks and came over. Stapleton was leaning out the door, and he jangled the car keys. He didn't care that they noticed his own cumstained pants, which Bill stared at. "Take these and go down to the parking garage. The grey Land Rover Discovery. Inside are five black briefcases. Bring all of them up to my office, and put them on my desk, then leave."
David nodded, taking the keys. He and Bill then turned and left. Stapleton smirked and went back into his office. As he went he stripped naked. By the time he reached the bathroom door, he was totally nude. He opened the door and went inside.
When David and Bill brought the briefcases up a few minutes later, they could hear muffled grunts coming from the closed bathroom door....
The End