The music pounded in the club, dim lights flashing to the rhythm of hundreds of bodies. Partiers danced their worries away with drink in hand and partners at their hips. Through this press of bodies and revelry a lone cat-boy walked, a tray of drinks in hand trying to find that guy who dipped from the bar before his order had even arrived.
“Damn asshole, you had to run right back into the middle of the floor didn’t you?” Ethan flicked his ears in annoyance.
The server was weaving his way between the swarms of party goers, careful to keep his tail higher than stepping height. He’d made that mistake once before and while the guy who had done it was very apologetic, pretty good looking, and a decent lay, the pain was definitely not worth it. Besides, right now he couldn’t afford to get distracted, he hadn’t eaten all day and if he started thinking about all the hunks that he could meet right now he wouldn’t make it to the end of his shift.
“Not tonight,” he muttered to himself, his free hand moving to soothe his rumbling belly. “Tonight, I get the money and then regular food. No patrons tonight, Mr Johnson said if I walk out with another gut I might not walk back in. I can do that can’t I? For one night at least.” Rubbing and groping at his chubby tummy showing proudly under his crop top, the grumbles rebelling against his decision.
 
Pushing past one of the groups grinding against each other near the stairs, Ethan finally found his customer. The obnoxious dude-bro seemed to be hitting up some lady on the dance floor, his advances didn’t seem to be working out too well. He was leering over this shorter woman in some trendy red tee and jeans, her black hair offset nicely with some very pretty looking purple highlights, Ethan’s hand drifted to his own black hair.
“I bet I could pull that off pretty well actually,” he wondered absently.
“What did ye just fookin say ta me?!” The loud yell from in front of him snapped Ethan out of his stupor to the scene unfolding in front of him.
“Hey, it was a compliment babe, not every chick is head high with my dick. You’re the perfect height.”
“You ponce! Ya really think that line’s gonna work wit me?” The irate woman jabbed upwards, “You could nae get anyone in this whole club with lines like that!”
“Alright jeez, you coulda just said no,” the man turned away and began walking, completely ignoring Ethan’s attempts to get his attention and the drinks he kept trying to hand off. “Besides, who’d wanna get stuck with a fatass dwarf like you?”
The dude-bro shoved past Ethan, jostling the tray and almost knocking the drinks to the floor, but thankfully with much experience balancing and some cat-like reflexes he was able to catch himself, spinning slightly on the spot. Breathing a short sigh of relief, he righted himself and started to turn back to the bar.
“I needed a drink anyway,” Ethan muttered, grabbing one of the shots from his tray “The no-shows always order the expensive shit.”
Before the glass could reach his lips, he was startled by a blur of red and black and purple. The tray was wrenched from his hand and succinctly hurled forward. The drinks flew in all directions, some tipped back towards the hurler, others spilt to the sides, but most went to the tray’s intended target. The dude-bro was caught in the back by the tray, a couple of shot glasses plinking off his skull before shattering on the ground, a schooner shattered on his shoulder, spilling beer all over his tacky tank top.
Ethan blinked for a moment in silent horror, looking at the scene in front of him, the smug face of the purple haired woman, still in throwing pose. Looking over he could practically see the beer boiling out of the dude-bro’s shirt, momentarily stunned as he was, the fists curling up, the hackles raising.
“Shit….. Oh nononono I can’t have another ambulance callout…”
Ethan’s mind panicked, searching for any way out of this before he came to a decision. Quickly downing the shot and abandoning the glass he dashed forward, snatching the hand of this belligerent woman. Dragging her quickly through the crowd he weaved and pushed, even hip checked one poor lady.
“Hey! What de ya think ye doin?!” The woman yelped.
“Saving your ass... hopefully,” Ethan panted back, pushing through the last throng before the bar and the staff room beyond.
 
Quickly shutting the door behind him, Ethan lent against it and started panting, his soft belly and chest jiggling with each labored breath. The woman stumbled after being slung in but quickly found a chair and plopped into it, laying herself out and getting settled in.
“Ok what the hell was that!?” Ethan quickly snapped, his ears perking up and his hands raised, brandishing his claws.
“What was what?” She smiled back coyly, raising her hand and rubbing her throwing wrist.
“WHERE’S THAT FAT SCOTTISH DWARF AT!!?” A muffled voice slipped under the door, still audible over the club’s music, which hadn’t missed a beat through the whole incident.
“THAT!” He hissed in a roaring whisper, spinning to make sure the door was locked before remembering that Mr Johnson removed the locks last month. Something about “lazy ass staff.” “Why in any world would you think that was a good idea?”
“What are ye talking about? I’m a wee wounded woman, muh pride was shattered from harsh words and I was devested.” The woman rolled forward in the chair lazily, a playful grin sliding across her face, one that Ethan didn’t like.
“Oh, come on that’s bull,” Ethan crossed his arms.
“And in muh moment of need a cute server boy who was passing by stepped in to defend muh honour.” She clasped her hands together next to her head, leaning her head towards them and staring Ethan down.
“You just grabbed the closest throwable object. What was your plan for afterward? Hope he pummeled me instead? I can take a big guy sister, but not like that!”
“Oh, I think I like ye,” her eyes seemed to drink in the panicking kitty, “muh names Cassie anyway.”
Ethan started to pace as they spoke, what was his exit strategy here? If he found out Mr Johnson would probably blame him, he couldn’t keep her in here all nig- “YYYYEEEEOOOOWWWW!!!”
Hot bolts of pain shot through his tail and up his back. His tail felt like it was going to fall out. Quickly whipping his head around, he looked back to see this gremlin of a woman giggling to herself as she tugged and yanked at his tail.
“Oh muh gawd it’s byootiful… where did you get this made?” She stroked at his pristinely brushed and maintained fur while pulling the tail closer to herself to look closer.
“That’smytailletitgonowpleasegodthathurtsletitgo!”
 
“I haven’t heard of that store, stop struggling, I’ll rip it if ye not caref-MHF!” The last part of her sentence was cut off as Ethan snapped around and grabbed her by the head. In her surprise she released her grip on the tail, Ethan used this freedom to swing himself around and slammed her head into his mouth.
 
GLRP SHCLP
 
He swallowed, pulling her in up to her shoulders. Ethan opened his eyes, looking down he saw the slightest tips of black and purple hair sticking out from his lips. His tongue ran along her face, she tasted divine, like beer and sweet fruits with an earthy undertone. Her arms reached up to free her head, Ethan quickly grabbed her wrists and tried to pin her but she was ridiculously strong, he was barely able to hold her still.
 
ULP GULP GLUP
 
He swallowed more, leaning down and using his body for leverage he was able to get down over her upper arms, his lips resting at the top of her breasts as he stopped to take a breath.
“Fuck.. she’s sooo sweet… so alcoholic….” GGGRRRRRWWW his stomached roared out “I need this, you win belly…” he released his prey’s hands, his mouth pinning her arms instead. He reached up and into his mouth, just barely grabbing the collar of her shirt and pulling it down, tearing it down along her back before discarding it. An expensive looking lacy bra greeted him beneath, “Aaww, she thought she was taking someone home. I think I’ll keep this one for next week’s show,” he unclasped the hooks, ignoring the protests coming from his gullet.
 
GULP SHLK
 
His tongue darted forward as he drew her breasts into his mouth, gaping wider to accommodate her chest. Ethan always loved the soft flesh on his prey, so much flavour, so supple. He flicked his tongue along her nipples eliciting strong thrashing, and a few kicks that he assumed were meant for his shins. Her shirt must have soaked right through, he could taste that top shelf gin all over her tits, along with… was that Baileys? No. Coffee. This bitch’s whole body tasted like she bathed in coffee every day, this heavy bitterness and her sweet creamy skin…
“She’s like an alcoholic latte! I hope I can get wasted off this bitch.” He continued to swallow, relishing the taste as his hand moved down below his crop top, rubbing and soothing his belly as his prey started to emerge into his gut.
 
SHCLRP ULP
 
Cassie’s head emerged into his stomach, he felt it filling with his delicious prey, his hands working the flabby midsection as it expanded out with his meal. His tongue explored her body as he swallowed, her own soft belly a delight to taste. He nibbled it, the feeling of the pliable pudge setting his appetite into overdrive, he gulped and swallowed, wanting all of this delicious woman in him… now.
 
GLRP ULP SCHLK GULP
 
His belly surged as he crammed her in, her struggles in his gullet only helping her slide down into his stomach. Ethan felt the skin stretch, his fat belly smoothing out, becoming taut with the meal within. This heavy, full, engorged feeling... it had been too long, he had forgotten how much he loved it, how much it turned him on. His pants were starting to get awfully tight, as his belly pulled the waistband taught, and his cock grew erect stretching out the crotch.
 
With a show of grace his belly should have denied him, Ethan reached out and swung Cassie’s legs up, bringing his head up too, until her hips and legs were directly above his throat. In the same motion he dropped down to a squat, and deftly removed his shorts, sliding them down to his ankles, leaving space for his belly to expand and his cock to spring to life.
Leaving the legs to kick and dangle helplessly in the air above him, Ethan took a moment to appreciate his meal, despite her short stature she was densely packed with fat, from her breasts to her hips, everything he had tasted so far was a delightful on his tongue. He ran a hand along his belly, feeling out the form of the woman within. He could feel her head pushing out hard against the bottom of his stomach, shaking and thrashing trying to free her arms from his throat. Her shoulders and chest were still at the top of his belly, he could feel the heavy form of her breasts through his gut-flesh, he groped at them feeling pleasure from the massaging motion on his tight gut, and from the renewed struggle of the prey when he squeezed.
Reaching down his other hand to his recently freed cock, he gasped at its semi-erect shaft. He stroked his chubby in time with the groping and massaging of his struggling gut, working it into a full on erection in no time. He purred in extasy as he did. A full, struggling gut, his throat full of meat… well not the type he normally takes, but the thrashing almost makes up for the lack of a throbbing cock down his throat. This was as close to heaven as Ethan could get.
 
“Let’s make this fun for everyone.” The pleasure swirling around Ethan’s head made it hard for him to release his cock but he did, leaving it throbbing in denied pleasure. He reached up with both hands, working quickly he managed to undo the button and zip on his prey’s jeans and slide them over her extremely ample ass, along with a matching thong to go with the bra he removed earlier. “Oh darling,” he admired the garment and ass as he removed it, “you might not make it back home with me but I’ll make it worth your while.”
Purring away, he grabbed at both of his prey’s thighs, pulling them apart, only barely overcoming the ridiculous strength of his meal. He spread them just enough to shoot his tongue down along her pelvis, lapping and tasting as he went, before he arrived at her pussy and started to lap at its folds.
This seemed to startle her, as her legs shot straight for a moment. Ethan took advantage of this opening, letting go of her legs with one hand he drew it back and spread her lips open. Plunging his tongue down into her pussy Ethan swirled and dug around, trying to find out where he would get the biggest reactions, the strongest struggles. He toyed with her like this for some time, teasing and stimulating, lapping up her juices, slightly acidic but even these too had the unmistakable aftertaste of a strong coffee roast. His fingers danced around her opening as he licked, before he plunged them down into her. Tongue moving fast it darted around her clit, his fingers pounded down her channel and Ethan drank in the smell and taste of her sex, his cock throbbing a steady beat below his globe of a belly.
Lapping, thrusting, twirling and playing, Ethan toyed with his meal, the moans and protests from his belly fueling his assault and libido until he felt her tense. Her legs locked up, the walls of her pussy clamped down onto his fingers as he withdrew them. He attacked with his tongue one last time, dancing over her clit again with quick, darting movements before he relaxed his throat. She slid down further until her ass blocked Ethan’s mouth.
 
GULP SCHRLP SCHLK SHUK
 
Ethan gulped and sucked at this monstrous badonk, working his jaws over the ass and sending his prey to her final destination. Once he crested over her ass the legs slid down his throat like long noodles, he only stopped her at the end to yank of her flats, gotta keep his insides clean after all, no telling where those shoes had been. He licked at her toes one last time, savouring the delicious mix of booze and coffee and sweat that seasoned her perfectly, before those too disappeared behind his plump lips.
 
GULP
 
Ethan reeled as his belly surged forward again, the rest of his meal dropping into place. Her weight tugged at his distended stomach, drawing it down into the gap between his outturned knees and pushing down, with all the pleasure and pain it could muster, onto his throbbing cock.
“NNNFFF! Fuck Cassie!” Ethan panted, his eyes rolling around unable to focus. “When you churn up, can you give me some of that ass?” He slapped at the outline of her butt through his belly, the sting of his own hand against his tight tummy flesh caused his cock to pulse and press up into his belly even harder.
“Damn you made a good meal! Thanks! But you-NNF! Know you’ve left me with my own problem now-UUUUHHH!” Ethan purred and panted between hot, laboured breaths and low moans. “You made such a good gut-AAH stuffing that you seem to have gotten me quite horny!” He grabbed her outline through his belly and pushed her headfirst towards his crotch. Whether he head or tits rubbed his cock he didn’t care, he was going to show her the trouble she’d caused him. “You feel that? You’re going to help me feel even better before we finish up here.”
 
Ethan’s cock pushed up against his prey, the imprint of her tits pushing out made an excellent groove for the cat-boi to grind against, his cock already dripping with pre-cum lubricated it’s own way. He ground and thrust, his ears pulling back against his head and his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he worked his erection against his prey, the shaking of his belly from his own thrusts and the struggles within rubbed and shook against his cock, driving the catboi even further into his lust. He was so busy bucking his hips into his gut that he didn’t even notice his foot slipping under the shifting weight.
“OOF!” Ethan landed hard on his well padded ass, the extra weight pushing him back on his back when he went limp. He lay there for a moment, regaining his senses under the pressing weight of his belly. Suddenly the woman inside him started moving violently, squirming, grabbing his stomach walls from inside and hauling herself around. “Settle down hun,” Ethan grunted as his hands started rubbing at where his belly started to ache.
 
“You’re my food you’re not getting o-GUAH!” The sudden sensation of his cock being rubbed broke Ethan’s pleas in his throat, he looked down to see the outlines of his prey had shifted. Her head was sitting at the top of his stomach, her legs and butt curled up around his crotch, and if he was seeing this right, she was grinding right back against him!
“OH FUCK I got the right girl didn’t I!” Ethan grunted and groaned, thrusting back in time with his meal, he reached out and started to rub his gut, massaging and stroking his meal’s head and back. The two of them lay on the ground, the kitty reveling in the pleasure, his tail clenching and flexing out to the side. She was too skilled, her grinding sped up, Ethan unable to keep up with her, his eyes rolled back into his head and his mouth hung agape as lewd, lustful moans roared out from his throat. His cock throbbed and thrusted with a mind of its own, the imprint of Cassie’s pussy and the bulge of her ass running over it again and again. It wasn’t long until Ethan felt his balls tightening, his pleasure reaching a crescendo as he redoubled his thrusts, he was able to bring his legs back underneath him and pushed, lifting his ass and helping him buck his hips again and again against his gut.
Ethan’s moans grew wetter and lewder as his cock throbbed and twitched, a stream of cum dribbling out of it’s tip as Ethan fought to hold back the flood. He thrusted and pushed his belly down onto his shaft in tandem until he couldn’t bear it any longer. With a rumbling, purring cry his cock released, spraying out thick, hot ropes of kitty cum all over his belly, the floor and even back on the lockers behind him. This torrent of sticky, wet seed stuck to his belly, his musk soaking into his own skin while Ethan panted in the puddle, recovering from the shattering orgasm.
 
GGGGGRRRWWLLLLLL
It was the grumbling of his belly that snapped him back to his senses, it was finally starting to work on digesting Cassie, the woman’s time in him would soon come to an end. But now he had to figure out how to clean up enough that he could sneak out the back door…. That might take a while.