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"OoOoOUuP!!"

A deep, wet sounding belch rumbled out of Croc's toothy maw as he laid down against his mattress, one arm wrapped gently behind his head while the other was rested gently around his boyfriend, Shiloh. And Shiloh, currently, was resting up against Croc's immensely bloated belly. The beast had previous consumed a rather immense amount of food, and his stomach was hard at work digesting the contents. Croc's stomach had been enormous prior to the digestive process. Some time later, Croc's belly shrank down from looking like he'd swallowed a small boulder to looking like he'd swallowed a smaller medicine ball. His stomach went from being rounded out by a little over three feet to under two feet, and was still in the process of shrinking down.

The digestive process left Croc's belly far more sloshy than it already was as the contents within his gut had been completely liquefied into a thick, bubbly syrup. Said 'syrup' could be heard sloshing about gently within Croc's belly whenever Shiloh adjusted as he rested atop that fat, bloated dome.

"Guuuh...dude, I'm friggin' stuffed..." Croc moaned as he arched his back a little, making his belly push out a little more and lifting Shiloh up in the process.

"Heh, I can tell, Waylon," Shiloh muttered softly and sleepily.

The young man could hear his scaly companion's stomach burble and churn deeply beneath him as Shiloh's rested somewhere between Croc's sloshy gut and his broad, muscular chest. The combination of Croc's belly burbling and Croc's mighty heart thumping rhythmically was immensely soothing to Shiloh as he sighed contently. It never failed to knock him out like an ASMR tape would.

To add to that relaxation, Croc's clawed fingers gently dug into Shiloh's back. On the surface, one might be terrified as Croc's claws were capable of ripping through much harder substances than human flesh. But Croc knew what he was doing. Oh so gently, Croc's claws softly scratched Shiloh's back, making the young man sigh contently at the rather pleasurable sensation. He nuzzled his head gently against Croc's chest and responded by gently stroking Croc's broad chest with his palm, making Croc himself croon pleasantly.

As time went on, the two simply laid there in silence, holding each other in loving embrace. The sounds were their contented breathing and Croc's belly burbling away beneath Shiloh as it worked down Croc's earlier feast. Truly, there was nothing better for these two Gothamites than moments like these...

"Mmmm, g'night, Shy-guy..."

"Good night, big guy..."