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"BOOUUURP!!"

A deep, guttural belch rumbled loudly from Croc's toothy maw along with a few flecks of saliva as the scaly creature leaned back on his mattress, cradling his bulbous belly with both clawed hands. The beast sighed contently and ran his long, reptilian tongue across his scaly lips contently as he gave his gut a couple of hearty pats of satisfaction. He laid down atop his mattress, both hands tenderly exploring every inch of his bloated middle.

Croc groaned contently as his flawed fingers drifted all across that bloated scaly dome of a stomach, sinking into the soft-scaled surface. He felt his stomach gurgle and churn aggressively beneath his palms; his powerful digestive system hard at work breaking down an ample feast. Hardly the most Croc was capable of consuming. In fact, all things considered, Croc's stomach had barely expanded by over a foot which, while immense for an ordinary human, are far from the fullest Croc had ever been. After all, this is the same creature who, on multiple occasions, had swallowed his little boyfriend whole, and other less fortunate, much larger criminals who never left that scaly gut.

Another large belch escaped Croc's maw. The beast grimaced, slapping the dead center of his bloated abdomen, fingers pressing deeply into the surface before a third, far more massive belch blasted out of Croc's maw for almost six seconds straight. It could actually be heard echoing through the tunnel system within which Croc's lair resided.

When it ended, Croc sighed with relief, patting his gut contently before he resumed tenderly massaging it with both hands. Croc gripped his bloated underbelly and gave his belly a gentle heave, lifting it up towards him. The swollen, soft-scaled paunch sank into itself ever so slightly. Croc moaned with delight at the sensation before dropping his belly back into place, causing it to slosh heavily and jostle slightly back into place.

Croc glanced down at his rounded stomach with a contented grin on his face. Idly, his index claw traced around his rather deep belly button. The sensation made the beast croon at the sensation of his sharp claw delicately running across the sensitive portion of scaly flesh around his navel before allowing his claw to gently dig slightly within that cavernous navel as well. Croc gently bit his lower lip in delight at the feeling. Anytime his stomach was bloated to any capacity, it became far more sensitive to such treatments, which, of course, was immensely satisfying and pleasurable for Croc.

Hiccuping deeply, Croc smacked his chops, then gently rested one arm behind his head while his other hand continued gingerly stroking his stomach, occasionally pressing into the center and squishing the bloated surface. Croc couldn't help but snicker at the sensation, feeling his belly slosh around as he pushed into it, seeing his hand sink into that deep, fat surface and occasionally working up a deep burp in response to all the pushing.

If it felt this good just tending to his own gut, Croc was going to be past cloud-nine by the time Shy got back and saw his big-bellied boyfriend bloated and ready for his smooth palms to do their thing...