After longer then I care to check im back! with one of my new characters. While this story is not directly a Halloween story it is a party, so it could be~.

This one is by Touchofsnow on furaffinity featuring two new guys of mine Armon the Tabaxi (seen in the pic) and Snex the kobold, along with her and her husband Amp (the prey in the pic)

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Armon and Snex will both most likely get character into pics later on. But for now I hope you have fun with this one!

“UUUUUUrrraaap~” A deep belch echoed throughout the room, drawing the attention of the other three present to the massive snow leopard lazily reclining on the couch. A pepperoni slice joined several flecks of saliva that had been flung out her mouth and onto the empty pizza boxes, followed by the big cat letting out a deep sigh.

Bliz beamed a fang-filled grin to the others. While the snow leopard was the only female present, she was by far the largest, both in terms of height and gut, with her nearly eight-foot frame towering over the males accompanying her. The flicked her strikingly violet locks over her shoulders as she licked over her lips. “What? It was good~” She purred, the deep rumbling making the remaining beer and soda vibrate on the table.

Armon laughed as he regarded Amp, the snow leopard's husband. Amp was a hybrid of equine and shetland sheepdog lineage, standing at nearly six and a half feet tall on a pair of hooves, but spotting more canid face with a soft blue mane styled like a mohawk. Another piece of Amp’s hybrid anatomy eagerly twitched from witnessing his wife’s gastronomic display.

Eleven inches of knotted horse cock that ended with a flared tip kept oozing thick pre-ejaculate. Amp huffed; the hybrid wasn’t trying to hide his arousal that had begun with his wife’s appetite, and it had certainly not ended with her enjoying the large gut hanging in her lap, filled as it was with the majority of the thirteen extra-large pizzas the group had ordered.

A glowing spectral hand softly booped Amp on the snout, bringing the hybrid's attention back to the other cat in the room. Armon was a saber-toothed tabaxi mage who stood nearly six feet tall, covered with dark fur and a smattering of black and purple spots and stripes all over his body. He had lost his arms long ago, leaving him with jaggedly scarred stumps just below his shoulders. If asked about them, he would simply give a different explanation each time asked until that person finally stopped asking and hopefully accepted his ability to conjure magical hands as being completely natural to him as arms are to most people.

Armon, much like everyone else in the room, stood nude, with his own six-inch cock lightly throbbing from Bliz’s gluttonous display. “I m beginning to think you only invited us to this double date in order to show off your wife~” Armon teased Amp with a chuckle before he looked over to his own husband.

Snex looked up from his spot on the couch with a smile, holding a cup that was small to the others, but was still comically large compared to the diminutive kobold. He was merely a tad over two feet tall, having a toned gray belly and chest with black scales everywhere else. The stars themselves seemed to shine within those scales, but everyone’s attention was on his much smaller turgid cock.

The dark meat poking out of his reptilian slit also featured constellations that stretched across its erect flesh. The stars adorning his body didn’t appear to line up with the true stars of the night sky, but were also too realistic and shone too brightly to merely be body art. These discrepancies weren’t something that the kobold ever wished to discuss.

“You would show her off too, if you were going out with her.” Snex teased his Armon, sticking his tongue out at him. A spectral hand appeared over Snex’s head to tenderly rub it.

“You’re not wrong, but I also wanna show you off to, to be fair.” Armon purred again, this time flashing a fang-gleaming grin at Amp.

“How about a bet?” Armon asked, two hands appearing in front of him with their purple fingers steepled in the spectral smoke that they emitted.

Amp returned the smile as he took a sip of beer, though his gaze was drawn back to his wife as she lifted another two-liter of cola above her mouth. She effortlessly poured the entire bottle down her throat, each swallow making her massive chest wobble as it hung over her engorged gut.

Then, she simply dropped the bottle itself down her throat, allowing it to join the fizzy drink it had once contained in disappearing into her gullet. “What kind of bet?” Bliz cockily answered on Amp’s behalf.

“Yeah, what kinda bet?” He huffed, having to blink and shake away his enraptured thoughts, though his twitching cock still copiously drooled for his wife.

With the pair of hands in front of Armon still steepled, and a third petting his kobold, a fourth appeared in front of Amp, this one wearing a ring with red runes etched into its gold. “I toss my wedding ring down Bliz’s throat, and then have my husband follow it in.” He tantalizingly behind his proposition, receiving a raised eyebrow from Bliz and an even deeper grin from Amp.

“Once Snex in her gut, you two start haing sex. If you can cum before Snex can find my ring, then she gets to digest him along with the pizza. But…if he can find the ring first, I then get to eat you~” Armon purred, a fifth hand forming to teasingly rub under Amp’s muzzle.

“And then Bliz and I fuck. If I cum before I digest you, then I release you as well.” His tail excitedly flicked back and forth as the hand rubbing Amp’s muzzle faded out to be replaced by another extending an open palm. “Deal?”

Amp hurriedly shook the hand with a huff, his tail swishing its long equine fur and thumping upon the couch behind him. He couldn’t conceal his anticipation, his smile now hurting his cheeks. “Deal~” They all watched another purple hand appear and remove the golden ring from the other, floating over to the cups of beer to plop it into one.

“Oh no!” Armon gasped melodramatically, the back of another spectral hand resting at his forehead as he leaned back. “I appear to have dropped my ring~” He purred, looking over to Bliz. She welcomed this utter tragedy with a giggle, reaching across her gut to grab the red cup from the table. She opened her maw wide and knocked back the beer and ring with a single gulp.

Another of Armon’s hands appeared on the snow leopard’s belly, rubbing it softly as it rumbled deep and low. She joined in caressing her own gut, working out a long and bellowing ‘URrraaaaUUuraaaaaaaaup~’ from its broiling depths. The trio of males’ arousal grew, watching Bliz vent the gas from the carbonation loud enough to feel it in their bones, as though a greenish steam faded out from between her fangs.

Amp’s cock twitched relentlessly as he huffed. “Oooh you’re so fucked.” The hybrid chuckled as Snex slid off the couch they were all seated on and went over to the woman over four times his size. He crawled up Bliz’s couch and onto her with a bit of help here and there from purple hands that faded in and out of existence as needed.

Snex smiled and rolled his eyes. “Oh, I guess I’ll go grab it,” he huffed, his smaller cock nevertheless throbbing just as hard as Amp’s. Bliz cooed, opening her mouth wide to greet him.

The dark scales of Snex’s hands sunk into the white fur of Bliz’s swollen gut as he crawled up, moving over the soft mounds of her breasts to where her broad, velvety tongue lolled free from her mouth. His hand squished into that welcoming tongue as he leaned forward and peered into the soft, fleshy cave before him. Hot, humid breath washed over him as he approached closer. It smelled strongly of cheese, beer, and soda with a prominent undertone of bile.

Snex gave one last look back to his husband, who nodded and encouraged him forward with a ghostly thumb’s up. Snex returned to the pink, fleshy task at hand, shifting his weight towards the back of Bliz’s tongue. Peering down her throat, he made sure to reach past her windpipe to begin sliding his way down his desired path.

For Bliz’s part, she let her jaw sink slightly as the smallest of her husband’s friends fed himself to her maw. She relaxed her throat in a way that had taken in far larger prey before tilting her head back. She made sure to keep her mouth open wide so that Amp and Armon could watch as Snex slipped down past her gullet without so much as a swallow.

She yawned even wider as she let gravity pull the kobold-laden bulge down more slowly than an actual gulp would have, ensuring the pair savored every moment of Snex’s descent until his feet, and then hit tail, slid down into her gaping throat. Only then did she close her mouth with a clack of her fangs and a lick her lips. She patted her gut as the kobold bulge fell into her stomach with an audible splash, making the cocks of the two remaining men both throb with renewed vigor.

“I believe it’s time for the next part~” Bliz cooed while leaning back, opening her legs as she hefted her huge gut aside, revealing the wet sticky fur between her legs. Amp bit his lower lip as his pulsating cock, hard as iron, shot a stream of sticky, translucent pre out across the floor. It left a trail between his legs as he scrambled over to the couch.

“SO fucked.” he reisterated as he situated himself between his wife’s legs.

Inside her massive stomach, Snex had landed with a splat as much as a splash. He was up to his neck in the chyme, consisting of a mix of Bliz’s dinner and the veritable swimming pool’s worth of soda and beer it was all saturated in. He had to blink several times to clear his eyes of the slurry surrounding him, waiting for his darksight to take over. The small amount of light given off by his starry scales helped him see the thick fleshy walls, as well as the masses of pepperoni, cheese and beer he was floating in. He was pretty sure from what he saw of Amp’s horse cock that he wasn’t going to have a lot of time to find the ring before his husband lost their little bet.

Taking a deep breath of the stomach’s stale and musty air, Snex closed his eyes and lowered himself into the muck. His hands were relatively large given his small size, and he used this advantage to soak his scaly fingers into the sticky warmth of the mess around him and probe around for the rigid ring within his confines of dissolving cheese and soft, squishy stomach walls..

Amp moaned deeply as his flared tip rubbed his pre across his Bliz’s labia before slowly sinking his thick cock into its favorite home. He made sure to take his time, both to make the bet more interesting and to show off to his friend, letting Armon watch his fatter and girthier cock sink deeper into the depths of his wife than the tabaxi could ever dream to, even if he did win this bet.

Armon huffed, flustered as was from intently watching his friend’s massive cock. Amp’s thick meat was a mix of light and dark pink flesh, mottled around the medial ring, which now disappeared into Bliz’s moist, sticky depths. He conjured a spectral hand to slowly rub across one of her massive breasts, while another traced one of her nipples. Amp leaned forward during his thrusting to join in rubbing over his wife’s perfect breasts, all while the lighter skin of his cock’s lower half disappeared within her until it stopped at his knot, which lightly teased her pink, quivering flesh.

Thick strands of sticky seminal fluid clung to the underside of Amp’s cock as he pulled it back out as slowly as he had pushed it in, before starting to rock his hips with a deep grunt. He looked down at Bliz’s gut, just barely able to make out the kobold’s movements inside. The horse-dog was only able to imagine what it must be like for the Snex right now.

Snex meanwhile, knew exactly what his gurgling heaven was like. The thick slurry of food shifted around him as his host reclined, causing the entire stomach to change its center of gravity. It sloshed the mixture of pizza, soda, beer and stomach bile around, as well as wherever the ring had previously been resting within the muck. His hands shifted through the chyme like he was almost swimming, shifting himself up to the top of the slurry to gasp for another breath within the small pocket of stale air that Bliz had yet to belch up.

A coy grin crossed Snex’s reptilian muzzle as he felt some pressure atop the stomach, as well as sensing the thick fleshy walls beginning to wobble and shift around him in a rhythm that could only mean Amp and Bliz had started fucking. A deep, low and bubbling gurgle brought Snex’s attention back to the matter at hand: He was deep inside Bliz’s stomach on a mission, not just to enjoy himself.

Diving back down into the mess, Snex intensified his search, doing his best to ignore his almost painfully throbbing erection, as his hands shifted through the sticky slop. Sliding through the curdling cheese, he found a multitude of soggily digesting crust, but continued to struggle in finding such a small ring within this enormous amount of food and drink. Each of Amp’s thrusts did nothing to quell the shifting and sloshing of his environment, adding to the tumult of Bliz’s stomach walls churning and ever-working over her massive meal. It was something he was going to soon join if he failed to find that ring.

Outside, Amp moaned louder as he started to work his hips harder into their home. Thick, viscous ropes of his and Bliz’s love connected his hips to hers each time he pulled out. The fluid pulled at both of their fur as if trying to keep them together, before his hips inevitably slammed back in with a wet splat that made Bliz’s gurgling gut and bountiful breasts wobble.


Bliz joined her husband with her own loud and blissful moaning, feeling Armon’s now many hands rubbing all over her belly, breasts, thighs, and many other pleasurable places that she could barely register. Ethereal fingers slid through her luscious fur and worked over her nipples, as well as leaving trails in the hot, musky mess Amp was creating between her legs. The fingers traced along her stretched vulva and rubbed her clit as they explored her entire body.

Armon softly chuffed from where he was sitting next to the pair, watching the couple fuck harder as Bliz’s bliss reached a crescendo, her hips bucking into Amp’s pelvis, eliciting another loud gurgle from her stomach. She reached down and pulled her husband’s face closer to hers as she opened her maw and deeply moaned in climax.

“UUUURRrrrrraAAAAApp~” Her moan ended in another lengthy belch that fluttered Amp’s silky white cheek fur, giving the horse-dog got a front row seat to each undulation of his wife’s throat. Feeling the simmering stomach air flowing past him, he could all but taste the beer-soaked pizza he now drank in the scent of.

His cock fully flared inside her depths as his hips rammed into hers. His balls were twitching, aided and pleasured by yet another one of Armon’s hands gently kneading his sac. His friend could feel every twitch that pumped Amp’s seed deep into Bliz with another drawn-out moan of his own. Amp closed his eyes as he savored his release, feeling her vagina still pulsing and clenching around his shaft, sharing this climax together with a deep sigh as he started to feel his prodigious cum load drooling out of her and around his cock.

Looking back over to Armon, Amp panted from his exertions, giving Bliz’s vagina a few more light thrusts to fully empty himself of seed. “Huffff…how do we know who won?” He asked, an ear curiously flicking in Armon’s direction as he watched where several purple hands were still rubbing his wife’s bloated belly along with one of his own.

“Hmmmm…I can reach in and pull him into her throat. If he has the ring, we pull him out. If he doesn’t, we can plop him back in.” Armon chuckled, getting a nod from Amp as well as a laugh from Bliz.

“Works for me” Her shrug of agreement gently wobbled her engorged frame as she yawned wide. She felt the odd sensation of one of the purple hands sliding across her tongue and down the back of her throat.

Inside her stomach, Snex had taken the last gulp of air he could manage as he had watched the final bubble disappear up Bliz’s throat, leaving him hunting for the ring in the gurgling mess and wondering if she was going to swallow down anything more breathable or not. As he sifted and swam through the sludgy slurry shifting around him, he felt a hand grab onto the nape of his neck and begin pulling him in the direction of the throat.

Just as he was able to give one final wave of his hands through the murk, he felt one more thing on his way up and into the throat; a warm, hard circlet nestled around his cock. He hurriedly grasped at it as he felt his face and shoulders starting to be squeezed through tighter confines of her throat. He slid his husband’s ring free from his dick, holding it over his head in triumph as he was pulled out of Bliz’s mouth, very much keeping it to himself with a wide and toothy smile how exactly he had discovered it.

Armon returned that mischievous smile upon seeing the ring as he pulled Snex fully free of Blizzy’s mouth. Cheese and various digestive fluids still clung to the kobold’s scales as he was gently deposited onto the floor, handing off the still-gleaming ring to one of the purple hands which returned it to its rightful digit before both hands disappeared.

Amp laughed as he let his cock slide out of Bliz’s glistening vagina, that he had still been enjoying the warmth and residual clenching of. “Fiiine fine, you win this time.” He huffed with a feigned indignation, getting a laugh out of the other three.

Armon’s tail flicked behind him as he moved closer to his friend. “That I do~” he purred, opening his mouth wide.

Snex looked up to watch as Amp started to slide his much larger hands into Armon’s mouth, knowing quite well the wet warmth that Amp would be feeling once he began what the kobold expected to be a much tighter trip.

Amp watched Armon’s light gray muzzle fur part to reveal the teal-colored flesh within the tabaxi’s maw, the white fur of his hands sliding against and getting matted down by his friend’s welcoming tongue. Minding Armon’s saber-teeth, he pushed further back, spreading Armon’s throat, the mouth going from being in front of him to filling his entire vision and feeling that teal tongue licking under his chin once his head slipped inside.

He took a moment to peer down the teal flesh tunnel before being pushed into it. Unlike his wife letting gravity do all the work, Amp felt the first of many swallows starting to pull him deeper into Armon’s tract. The esophagus wasted no time in showing off its muscular peristaltic grip as Amp felt his hooves leaving the floor, his head and shoulders being fully pulled down the throat.

Several hands appeared and hefted Amp’s butt and knees to help keep pressure off of Armon’s lower fangs, while another pair were conjured along the bottom of his mouth for the horse-dog to slide over as more of Amp’s chest was gulped down. Amp could feel the heat of Armon’s tongue and throat radiating through his own belly. Another swallow brought Amp in to his hips, his cock giving Armon a small taste of the mess he had left inside Bliz, along with some sticky remnants of his wife’s own juices that Armon greedily lapped up.

Amp’s hips didn’t linger within Armon’s mouth for too long as the tabaxi craned his head back to finally begin working with gravity and to give another forceful swallow. The purple hands within Armon’s own mouth faded out as he slurped up Amp’s legs, new hands now appearing to knead over his growing and sagging gut, mustering one final gulp to feel his friend drop down into his far more modest meal of a few pizza slices.

Inside, Amp felt the tight tunnel of Armon’s esophagus give way to his more expansive stomach. He spread out and pressed into the mess in front of him, stretching the stomach out as he curled up once more of his body spilled in. He let his butt and back fall into the pizza and beer, which he was thankful barely made it up to his hips, with his hooves soon slipping out of Armon’s throat and down into the stomach with him.

With two hands supporting his stomach and another pair rubbing the top, Armon let out a deep sigh, savoring the feeling of Amp positioning himself inside his stomach. The belch he unleashed couldn’t hold a candle up to Bliz’s, but he was nevertheless pleased with his vibrating throat being greeted with the lingering taste of beer and horse-dog.

Armon finished licking his lips before beaming at Bliz as he crossed the space between them. He rested his shifting and squirming gut atop of hers as his purple cock smeared Amp’s residual seed along her pink labial lips. Bliz purred out a sigh and returned Armon’s grin, rubbing his soft gray fur that bulged with her husband’s form, relaxing as the two heaving guts smushed into each other.

Armon suddenly felt a wet scaly hand grip his thigh from beneath as his shaft sank into Bliz. He chuckled down at Snex, the little kobold always loving to play the grabby voyeur during sex just as much as he enjoyed engaging in it himself. Then, his attention turned to the sensation of Amp’s leftover seed filling and lubricating the spaces in between his cock and Bliz’s vagina, earning a loud moan from both felines.

“Fuck, you feel amazing. I’m pretty sure your husband’s safe and I’m losing this part of the bet, heh.” Armon chuffed to Bliz, who nodded with a laugh as she shifted her hips to grind the thick mess she and Amp had made against Armon’s hips. His cock only went in half as deep as Amp’s, but it nevertheless felt wondrous within her, stirring around the gift her husband had left inside.

“Knock yourself out then~” She purred, vibrating both of their paunches. Armon began thrusting with the full range of his body, working his cock in and out of Bliz’s sticky depths. Cum and pre-ejaculate alike tugged on his fur with each wet, slapping thrust. A curious, probing tongue elicited a lengthy moan from the both of them as Snex sampled the trio’s sexual fluids for himself, licking along Bliz’s vagina and his husband’s purple cock. To Snex’s surprise, his tongue was temporarily caught up within the humping, having it get pushed into Bliz’s vaginal canal by a particularly hard thrust.

Meanwhile, within Armon, Amp explored the tight, yet cushiony walls that pressed in all around him. Stomach juices clung to and soaked into his fur as he felt each thrust that Armon made into his wife, making him huff with a mix of envy and arousal. Musky air filled Amp’s lungs as he rubbed his still-hard cock along the undulating stomach walls, with each thrust growing in speed and intensity, each wobble and ripple in the thick belly flesh making it constrict him tighter from all sides.

Armon moaned even louder as he utterly pounded into Bliz. She had closed her eyes as she let herself enjoy the feeling of Armon sloshing her husband’s cum within her, all while Armon’s multitude of hands tended to every part of her shapely figure. Purple specters rubbed over her chest, caressed her nipples, kneaded into and rubbed her stomach, and gently teased the parts of her labia not currently being assaulted by an enthusiastic kobold tongue.

While her husband had length and girth over Armon, it was impossible to resist enjoying this unusual experience in a different way. With her eyes closed, it felt as though a horde of adoring acolytes worshiped her body like that of a goddess, while the weight of her husband rested and sloshed upon her gargantuan belly. She panted and moaned as Armon continued to work himself into her.

With a growl and a groan, Armon’s cock throbbed with blissful release, jettisoning thick ropes of seed that joined Amp’s earlier load, all while he kept thrusting and working over her clit.. The combination of Armon’s twitching cock and the phantasmal attention caressing all over her body made her moan into a gasp as Bliz hit her second climax of the day. Her hips kept rocking into Armon’s, her vaginal clenches milking his cock and balls of all they were worth.The two shared a lengthy, tender moment of afterglow before Armon issued a long sigh.

“Right…I suppose you’re gonna want my lunch back,” he snarked with a wink; Bliz rebutted him with sticking her tongue out. He hefted his stomach up and off of her, while letting his softening cock slide free from her vagina. He then shifted off the couch and onto the floor, crouching down with his stomach resting in his spectral hands. He opened his mouth pressing against his gut as he flexed his abdominal wall until Amp’s head slipped free from his throat.


With one hand on the ground and another on the tabaxi’s fangs, Amp puffed in relief as he tasted fresh air again, his chest slopping out of his friend’s mouth, swiftly followed by his belly and hips. His nearly foot-long cock remained turgid as ever, dragging a gooey white strand that was a mix of mozzarella and yet more of his own cum along Armon’s tongue.

With his hooves once again clacking upon the floor, Amp stood over Armon. He rested his hands on his moist hips in a victory pose, letting the dollop of gloop fall free from his twitching cock. “You sure didn’t last long,” he teased Armon, who rolled his eyes at him and patted his flatter stomach with a resigned sigh.

“Sorry you didn’t get to join the pizza on my hips. Guess I’ll try to make it up to you later~” Armon emphasized with another pat of his gut. A purple hand appeared at the base of Amp’s cock, slowly sliding up to its tip to give it a playful flick. “And it’s your fault for getting Bliz so lubed up for me. Your fuckin’ jizz was practically tugging me off almost as much as she was.” He added with a snicker.

As everyone had joined in the hearty chuckling, their attention was suddenly drawn over to the door by a loud knocking. Bliz gave an excited cheer, “Oh, that must be the next round of pizzas! It’s your guys’ turn to buy, right?”

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