...Fehago the weasel pressed against the squirrels chest, eye to eye mustering up his meanest look, telling the squirrel that he is going to show him who is the dominant species is here. The squirrel did not resist as the weasel began to press his cock against the squirrels, being a rather perfect size to fuck as they were both the same height, with fehago being a little taller, a rarity in this semi-feral kingdom. Fehago chuckled as the squirrel let him do as he pleased, and even pressing his lips against his submissive partner. A sloppy kiss that ended quickly as the squirrel grabbed the back of the weasels head and pressed it onto him harder and harder! The weasels muzzle slipped into the squirrels maw and as if it were made of hard rubber instead of bone the squirrels jaw parted with ease as fehagos head was pressed inside. The squirrels wet lips puckered down the back of the weasels head as it let out surprised moans and gasps of shock, until the lips ringed around fehagos neck!
 
Fehago's head was in a slimy, warm and musky bag that was faintly red from the sunlight that penetrated though the cheek membrane.The weasel desperately tried to pull his head out, but the squirrel closed his jaw around the writhing weasels head, big rodent incisors locking the head inside from pulling out. Fehago let out muffled screams and muttered frustrated curses that a mere prey species getting the best of him. But the squirrel was not done, far from it. It softly bit down on the weasels neck, causing him to cough and gasp as the squirrel grabbed the writhing weasels sides and puckered his lips further down fehagos long neck, making wet suckling noises all the way as the squirrel gave fehago a slimy neck massage. Fehago realized what was happening and continued to resist flailing his arms and legs about; much to the rodents amusement. The squirrel enjoyed this in every sense of the word as his thickly sheathed cock was fully erect as it indulged itself on it's musteline meal.
 
The red squirrel released his jaws grip and lifted the weasel by his sides a little more to work more of fehagos noodly body into him, stretched lips wetly schlurking on the writhing weasels shoulders, and after a several seconds of savoring the taste of fehagos fur, the squirrel murred as his lips stretched to accommodate the weasels arms, giving him the rare satisfying feeling of being fully stretched out on what they are sucking. Fehagos head reached the back of the squirrels throat and it began to insert in the tight tube of the throat perfectly, and weasel, trying his best to resist, jerked his head away, and kept repeating as the squirrel inserted more of him inside the bulging mouth. In the tight, slimy confines of the mouth, Fehago managed to work his head to the side aided by the natural lubrication of the maw and get away from the esophagus, like he believed that it actually would save him. The squirrel murred and moaned, sending vibrations to fehagos head as the weasels long body curled to the side and began bulging out the squirrels right cheek. Fehago screams slowly lost their power as the reality set in, and transformed into loud, wailing whimpers and moans.
 
Fehagos feet pressed against the squirrels chest and clenched his toes to try and grip onto the predators chest. The squirrels response was thrust his head forward with loud horking noises and softly, but quickly bit down over and over fehagos back. The squirrels front teeth ratcheted over the bumps in fehagos, giving him no leeway to pull out. As the voracious red squirrel adjusted his grip to the weasels thighs, he looked up and began to push the squealing weasels' lip slimed belly down into his cheeks that started to begin bulging on both sides. Fehagos struggling face was pressed against one of the squirrels cheeks, the outlines of it being faintly visible though the stretched membrane. The wriggling weasels feet had lost their grip and were freely kicking around as the gluttonous squirrels lips worked it's way to the weasels waist. Fehago let out more pathetic whimpers as the squirrel fondled the weasels cock with it's tongue, working it in, and coiling it's long tongue around the weasels unwillingly hardened, throbbing cock until it ejaculated. Giving the squirrels meal a nice salty seasoning as fehagos load could fill a whole jug of milk!
 
Fehagos whimpers were filled with more intermittent cries as his predator grabbed his flailing feet paws and pressed them into the fold of his lips along with the thighs. Now that the weasel was fully inserted past the teeth, the voracious squirrels lips puckered closed, or almost with how bulged out the squirrels cheeks were, leaving only a circular ring of lip where the the only still cool part of fehagos body drooped out as it swung around trying to shake off the unending stream of dribble. The squirrel proudly held his body weights worth of dinner in his bloated cheeks that squelched and sloshed with the wriggling noodle inside. The squirrel clenched his cheeks to pucker his lips just a little bit more to get a seal on fehagos tail and slurp it in like a furry noodle. The bulging pred proceeded to work the weasel around his mouth so that fehagos head and upper half was in one cheek, and his rump and lower half in the other, his mid section getting a relatively speaking, cool breeze from the outside air that seeped in from the vaginal oval where the lips can't stay puckered shut with how stuffed the red squirrels mouth was.
 
Fehago whimpered as he twitched and struggled in the slimy spandex of a mouth. The red squirrel began to slowly, but firmly chew on the weasel inside, not hard enough to do real damage, but poor fehago inside felt "his knuckles cracking" all over his whole body as his pred jokingly tenderized it's meal with all of the accompanying scholrcing of the stuffed chewing. Fehagos spit and sperm gurgling mouth changed his outbursts from whimpers to calls for help as he could barely hear the voices of others though the squelching, muffled confines of the cheeks. Fehago sloshed around as there was lots of movement from the pred, in addition to the disorienting effect of the pred trying to readjust fehagos position inside his maw. The movement from the pred got more stable as he had readjusted fehagos body do that he was sideways compared to he previous position, scrunched up body inline with the mouth and throat.
 
One of fehagos eyes could see out the vaginal lip gap from the squirrels maw in his new position, and it rapidly darted back and fourth with the horror it saw. He could see the squirrels body was much thicker and down below his scrotum had a bulge that was as big as he, and the dick was as wide as the weasel looking because there was another fellow mustelid sticking half way out of it, head first in cock as it futility tried to pull a skroggling partner out of the writhing sack that churned their friend away, squirrel cock inching it's way up the second batch of cum batter. What fehago could not see was the grasping ferret hand protruding from the vagina between the cock and scrotum and the other weasel up to his nose in ass as he desperatly tried to swim down the undulating anus making periodic sobs and gasps whenever the anal weasel pokes his muzzle out from the puckered rump only to be sucked in again in a cycle that will repeat until the unfortunate victim runs out of stamina and in dragged into the tight, rumbling intestines eager to process it all into fat and calories with nothing left to get rid of.
 
A large grey squirrel that was much larger sized, at least a full half bigger, dropped into view of the red squirrel and consequently fehagos peeping eye. It widened in horror as it could make out the elderly grey squirrels scrotum was bulging with multiple furry noodles, and a black tipped brown tail swishing from the grey squirrels asshole... That could only mean one thing. And to seal the deal, he cried as he saw a pair of white feet paws decorated with anklets and toe rings with pink claws that only his dearest mate sported kicking from the elders fattened sheath. The gorged grey without a bulging mouth was able to speak. "Ah, yes~ I see you have already got your fill of the ferret feastening. These musteline morsels are so much more energy rich than the trail mix we normally store for the winter, and we give our pesky rivals a proper purpose in life to serve." He chuckled, grinding his ground hanging balls against the ground to knead his stewing batch of cum-tury gravy. The red squirrel worked his maw and the poor, crying and whimpering weasels scrunched up body began to uncoil down into the esophagus, fehagos feet tingling as they splooshed down into the belly. Only fehagos upper body was still in the mouth, and despite no longer be swollen, the squirrel kept it open enough for him to peak though and the pred looked right at the grey squirrels filled cock that they erected up to them for a better view.
 
"Ah~ this dressed up morsel of a wiener weasel? This one I have here is a real beauty, I think I'll keep this one as my toy, rare for an old man like me to get a prize like this... but urrrff~" He groaned as his cock quivered, clutching his member with both paws. "It would be so nice to feel someone with this much jewelry spoogify, and spew out a treasure trove!" He trembled again giving his cock a few sharp pumps and it swallowed fehago's mate a few inches, up to her ankles. The ringed muscle at the base of the shaft shuddered and loosened in anticipation for the next serving of mustelid, cum burbling with the wriggling ones below. "Unf~" The grey gritted his teeth. "Excuse me, but I think I'll go sit down and relax somewhere, don't want to put her in the pot when it's set to stew instead of marinate." He winked as he waddled off. The dejected weasel let out a final sob-whimpers as his head slid into the back of the throat, down the esophagus to the stomach in a curled up ball of pity, wallowing in both the squirrels juices and defeat.