Madison shifted awkwardly on his hooves, peering up at the towering figures around him. The dik-dik wished he'd managed to hang onto one of his friends as they dispersed into the crowded party. He was the only one in the group who didn't know anyone else who would be at this party other than those he rode to the house with. 

       The diminutive antelope moved to avoid oncoming knees and shifting bodies, wondering if he'd be able to navigate his way to the snack table. Suddenly, a leg bumped into him from behind, sending him off balance.

       The owner of said limb swung his other leg forward to catch himself, while his tail curled around to catch Madison. 

       The dik-dik wrapped his arms around the limb for support as it pressed to his chest. Madison felt the tail's support until he was balanced on his hooves again. The small male looked up and saw he was holding onto the tail of a particularly tall tiger.

       "Sorry about that." The feline said loud enough to be heard over the music. The tiger looked a bit odd under the shifting lights, his face looking scarlet. Only his black stripes and his eyes were a substantially different color, though the eyes looked strange as well. He was dressed in brightly colored clothes that resembled motorcycle gear, but were vinyl instead of leather. When a trailing white light from one of the party spotlights crossed him, Madison realized what he was actually seeing.

       The tiger was a magenta color, but his body was translucent, apart from his muzzle and neck which appeared clear. Looking down at the tail, the dik-dik found that it had a smooth surface that was much the same. He looked back up to see that the big cat was smiling down at him.

       The unusual feline's tail grew slicker in the antelope's grip before slipping free. 

       The lack of contact jolted Madison out of his inaction and he blushed a bit. "It's okay... Thanks for not knocking me flat or anything." He said, hoping he was loud enough to hear.

       The tiger chuckled, his posture a bit odd to address someone who didn't even come up to his waist. "Would you like to find some spot where we can chat without all the noise, or people maybe tripping on you?"

       Madison swallowed a bit, looking around... he could catch up with his friends later. He looked back up at the vinyl-clad beast and nodded firmly. "Yeah! That'd be nice!" He called out a bit louder than he'd intended.

       Nodding in return, the large feline pressed his tail back against the dik-dik's chest, carefully stepping around him. The tiger stood upright from the stoop he'd been in, placing one arm forward to act as a breach to part the crowd. 

       As the larger male began to walk properly, the antelope realized his posture before had been readiness to block anyone who may have been about to trip over him. He took the tail in his hands, squeezing lightly, and began to follow. The texture of the tail in his fingers reminded him of those water-filled vinyl tubes that wiggle and squirm out of your grasp when you squeeze them tight.

       Using himself as a wedge, the strange tiger forged a path through the crowded room, fluidly changing direction to take advantage of open spots in the sea of bodies. He also made sure not to move too quickly, his tail staying easily held by the smaller male. 

       When they finally burst out of the other side of the party into a more open space, the vinyl-clad feline continued into a hallway. He opened a door and turned on the lights inside, before walking on in.

       Madison held on tightly as he followed into the now fully lit up room. It appeared to be an extra room, perhaps an office of some kind, with a day bed under the window. Now that they were in full light, the dik-dik could see that the vinyl jacket and pants were vibrant cyan with black trim. The big cat's shoes were black as well with primary yellow soles. A watchband he wore on one wrist matched his soles, with black watch on it. 

       The vibrant tiger sat down on the day bed carefully and pat the cushion beside him invitingly. In the light, the dik-dik saw that his scleras were just clear gel like the other parts of him that would have been white on a normal tiger. "I'm MK. What's your name?"

       Slowly Madison released the tail, flexing his fingers bashfully. He took a moment to reach over and close the door, stifling a good deal of the party noise. "I'm Madison." He walked over to the day bed and put his arms up on it. He grunted, pushing down and got one leg up on it, clambering onto the cushion where he'd been invited to sit. He sat down and sighed. 

       "So, Madison," MK shifted a bit to more comfortably make eye contact with the much smaller antelope. "Did you come alone to this party? I didn't see anyone around with you."

       The dik-dik sighed and rubbed at the bases of his stubby horns. "I came with three other guys..." He kicked his little hooves off the side of the day bed. "But they all saw friends they wanted to talk to and bolted."

       "That's rough." The tiger unzipped his jacket and shifted his shoulders to get a bit more comfortable. "Shouldn't treat you like that after inviting you to this place. Don't know anyone else here I guess?"

       Madison exhaled firmly through his nostrils, looking down at his hooves. "I'm used to getting overlooked. I'm lucky you noticed me when you did."

       MK perked, leaning more towards the dik-dik. "Now just because you're used to it doesn't mean it's fair."

       The small antelope turned his head, opening his mouth to respond, but then froze. The way the big tiger had shifted had let the jacket fall open, revealing he wasn't wearing a shirt underneath. In the brighter light of the room he could see into MK. He was clear with translucency on his surface. Where on a normal tiger was orange was a foggy layer and where a tiger was white was perfectly clear all the way to the surface on the other side. It was like he was looking into a glass sculpture of a tiger made of magenta glass. 

       The tiger tilted his head a bit, then experimentally opened his jacket the rest of the way, revealing his glossy trim midsection and formed chest. "I figured you hadn't met any other goos before, the way you were looking at me out there. But I guess you weren't prepared for a proper look."

       Madison's eyes roved over the glossy surface, along the edge of the hazy areas and into the clear depths. He shifted his hips, fidgeting in place on the cushion. He opened and closed his mouth a little bit, seeming to be lost for words, or at the very least, unwilling to voice his thoughts.

       MK eased his tail around to gently hook around the smaller male's waist. "Plus there was the way you reacted to my tail..." He gave a gentle squeeze, as though the end of his tail were a grasping hand.

       The small antelope jumped, letting out a soft 'mnehh!' of surprise as his cheeks became impossible to ignore from the heat of the blush surging up his face. 

       Chuckling, the big tiger relaxed the grip with his tail but didn't take it away. "You can say whatever you want, I won't be affected... observation, question, whatever."

       "Does whatever you eat just float around in there for the world to see?" Madison blurted out, then buried his face in his hands with an embarrassed groan. "That was dumb, sorry."

       MK laughed warmly, giving another gentle squeeze with his tail. "Usually! But I close my jacket or whatever I'm wearing if I'm gonna be in public. People tend to stare." 

       The dik-dik swallowed nervously, before peeking up from his fingers lightly. "And... uh... do you eat people?" he asked haltingly, fidgeting in place awkwardly. 

       For a while, the tiger stared back down at him, expression inscrutable, before smiling. "If they ask nicely. Why, are you a preyish type?"

       Madison bit his lip firmly, shuddering a bit. All at once he burst from the cushion, but rather than bolt off the day bed, he landed on his knees, facing the larger male. He planted his hands firmly on the cyan vinyl covering the tiger's thigh, staring intently up at him. "I want to spend the party in you!"

       MK's brow raised in surprise. "I hadn't planned on hiding you away from the party all night. I was hoping one of your friends would come looking and find us in here together." He rubbed the back of his head with a gloved paw. "You know, give you a break from the bustle and then let them tell you they missed you..."

       Looking back at the door for a moment, the dik-dik shook his head and grasped the jacket panels, pulling them as far apart as he could, tossing the one on the far side of the tiger's body outward. "I don't wanna be hidden!"

       The clear feline's expression of surprise turned into a grin. "Oh... you want to be on display?" He shifted his torso, making the surface roll lightly. "Floating in my fishbowl?"

       Madison was blushing deeply, but he was also nodding eagerly. He couldn't keep still, both from just how risqué what he had in mind was (to him) and how much he wanted to go through with it. 

       Grinning broader, MK gently pulled his tail away from Madison's waist. "You should strip down to save on laundry costs."

       The antelope froze in place, a quiver running from his tiny tail to his ears. Then, all at once he'd pressed up to a standing position, starting to strip quickly.

       The tiger chuckled at this while he watched. "So, do you want me to swallow or do you want to just sink in?"

       Madison tossed his shirt off and finished kicking off his pants, leaving himself in just some snug white briefs. "Am I really so skinny that you won't need to swallow to get me down?"

       MK chuckled, lowering a gloved finger to his flat belly and tapped firmly. The surface rippled like a pond. "Sink in this way."

       The small male stared, blushing deeply. He was nodding before he knew it, swallowing. "Sink. Definitely."

       The tiger nodded and slowly laid back, adjusting himself until he could be on the day bed with his torso flat. His jacket fell fully open, revealing the glossy front and more of the striped and foggy side of his feline torso to the antelope.

       Madison fidgeted, before starting over to the tiger before him.

       MK held up a finger to stop the small male's advance. "One thing, first."

       The dik-dik stopped mid-stride, shifting his weight nervously. "Yeah?"

       "I am a safe pred." The goo feline started, looking the antelope right in the eyes. "However... I tend to... uh... change people if they stay inside me for too long."

       Turning his eyes from the tiger's own to the clear belly, Madison quivered from the tip of his tiny tail to his ears. "How so...?"

       MK shifted his position to raise his head a bit better, to more directly address the smaller male. "I promise that if you do this, you will return home safely with your friends." The magenta cat tilted his head a little, eyes drifting away. "You just might not be... uh... solid."

       The diminutive antelope's eyes stayed trained on the shape of rippling muscles that had formed in the glossy clear gel when the tiger adjusted his position, swallowing nervously.

       "You'll still be you!" The goo cat said firmly, as if worried he'd just scared the small antelope off. "Just..." MK Trailed off, trying to find the right way to put it. "...like me. The longer you're in there, the more likely it is to happen."

       Madison was silent for a long moment, biting his lower lip almost imperceptibly. Then, he nodded firmly. "I understand. I still want to do it." 

       MK laid back into his previous position. "Alright. I just wanted you to know what you were getting into... besides me that is."

       The small antelope blushed at that turn of phrase, shifting in place.

       "Well, if you're up for it, get on in." The tiger chuckled warmly.

       Madison blushed a bit deeper, and resumed closing the distance to the big magenta cat. When he was close enough, the dik-dik carefully set his hoof onto the surface of MK's stomach, not sure exactly what to expect. The weight of his leg drove his small hoof down and in easily as the surface rippled much the way it had when the tiger showed him this possibility. He felt like he was stepping up into a warm, full bath. One that was smiling at him. 

       MK began to purr as he felt the limb sinking deeper into his form, passing the halfway point easily. He kept still and did his best to keep his viscosity consistent for the smaller male's entry.

       Suddenly, Madison found himself standing with one hoof pressed against the vinyl of the back of the goo feline's jacket, his leg up to his thigh buried in the magenta fluid form of the tiger. He bit his lip, before shifting his weight fully onto that leg, lifting his free hoof from the cushions. He did his best to lift his leg up to clear the translucent striped side of MK's waist, but his shin and hoof ground down into it. 

       Thankfully, the tiger's purring stayed consistent, his surface reshaping and showing no breach in its markings. It was, however, starting to show a slight bowing as mass was displaced. Not very much with just the two thin antelope legs. However, when Madison began to sit down, the curvature became more pronounced.

       The diminutive male twisted to be facing MK's belt and carefully sat down like he was easing into a hot tub. He kept his arms up at his shoulder height until his rear hit bottom. Madison ended up with his chest just above the surface, arms settling onto the living goo lightly. He shifted his hips a bit and adjusted his legs to be seated more comfortably, and found that he was no longer resting directly on the vinyl. A more firm layer of gel had formed to keep the antelope from falling out. He trailed his fingers along the surface, watching the ripples it made in the magenta. "So... do you want me to just lay back into you?"

       MK chuckled, grasping the bowed out love handles that the intrusion had given him and using his gloved hands to mold them inward. At the same time the flat surface of his belly began to dome and rise, gradually overtaking the smaller male's chest. "Before I forget, you won't have to hold your breath."

       Confused and blushing while the surface of his new friend rose to overtake his arms and shoulders, Madison fidgeted in place. "What?" The antelope tilted his head up a bit as the magenta goo swelled to encroach on his throat and rose up to his chin, before stopping.

       The gel tiger chuffed softly. "My form is oxygenated. You can breathe me. It's a little weird at first, from what I've been told, but it's safe." MK reached to stroke his thumb gently between the much smaller male's ears reassuringly. "I'll keep up my natural gas exchanges so you won't run out, okay?"

       Madison's mind raced for a moment, a blush soaring back up to the tips of his ears, before the touch soothed him somewhat. Breathing in another person seemed very intense... and gas exchange... that must be why someone who he literally could tell had no lungs seemed to be breathing... He nodded firmly, turning his head back to peek at the tiger's face.

       MK was smiling at him. "Now it's time to lay back, if you want to be upright after I sit up, that is."

       The dik-dik panted softly, mind racing a little circle about what he was about to do, doing his best to steer his thoughts back to trusting in the tiger's words, and what he wanted to happen... Madison swallowed his nerves, closed his eyes, and plunged backwards.

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       Brian checked the time on his phone, then his messages. None. The ferret fidgeted, thinking he should have made sure Madison was following him when he walked off into the crowd. He was fairly short himself, though not nearly as much as the antelope. He opened the messenger app to text one of the other two friends he drove with but then froze as something caught the corner of his eye.

       A handsome magenta tiger was strutting through the crowd with his jacket wide open. Brian had never seen a goo fur in person before, but he'd seen plenty of things online. What caught his attention though was the familiar shape inside his body. 

       The ferret nimbly ducked past a few other people to get closer to the big cat, finding himself face to belly shortly enough. He held up his phone to use the light to illuminate the gel inside.

       Madison blushed and waved, fidgeting. He seemed perfectly fine, if embarrassed.

       The tiger grinned. "You one of his friends?"

       "Yeah!" Brian found himself blushing a bit as well, returning his attention to his buried friend. "Are you okay in there?"

       The dik-dik moved his mouth, but nothing audible occurred. He noticed this almost immediately, rubbing his throat.

       The large cat chuckled, rubbing the back of his head with a gloved hand while the other rubbed the side of his belly. "Oh... sorry, I didn't think about how gel probably doesn't compress the way air does for your voice to work."

       Madison pouted, but then shifted his shoulders in a sighing motion. He held up a thumb to the ferret, trying to avoid looking directly at the bright phone screen. 

       Brian noticed that the phone was bugging his friend and pocketed it. Instead, he cupped his hands around either side of his glasses to block light from causing reflections on the glossy surface like he was looking into a darkened building.

       The small antelope bit his lip noticeably, nostrils flaring with the flow of gel. He shifted his calves against one another, his blush registering as just a lightening in his fur through the colored substance. He couldn't quite make eye contact with his friend, but his muzzle was curving into a squiggly grin.

       "Wow..." The ferret stood back up from his viewing position, looking up at the tiger. "He really likes this, huh?"

       The gel cat grinned. "It was his idea. Now." He patted the side of his belly with his gloved hand, sending it lightly wobbling. "I'm gonna head over to the couch. I think that Madison here would really like it if all his friends joined us." He winked, and started back through the crowd.

       Brian blushed deeply, watching his view of his friend get hidden behind partiers more and more. He stared until he'd fully lost track of the gel tiger in the crowd, turning his head and starting to weave through partiers again, this time to find his friends.

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       MK had settled onto the couch, his jacket panels fully flopped open. He had formed his midsection into a pleasantly round dome for his occupant, resting partially on his lap so that more would be in front of his stripes and translucent surface. A better viewing arrangement, or so the tiger thought. The couch was also in a better lit area of the party space. 

       It wasn't too long at all before the ferret arrived with a crow and a jackal in tow. The jackal stood a good foot taller than both of his other companions, but was still a pretty short male, especially compared to the tiger.

       The crow on the other hand was the same height as the ferret. The avian canted his head and moved over to one side of the couch, carefully sitting down. "Woah... You sure that's safe?" He pressed at the dome with his feather-fingers, finding it solid and smooth, yet lightly yielding. "Oh. I'm David." He blushed enough to be seen though his dark feathers as he pulled his hand back.

       "I'm MK." The big tiger chuckled, patting the crow on the back with his gloved fingers. "No need to be shy, I think we'd both enjoy some attention, right Madison?"

       Madison was smiling uncontrollably, unable to hold still. He held a thumbs up towards the top of the belly, before shifting and reaching to rub the inside of the dome facing his friend.

       The mustelid sat down on the other side of the couch. "I'm Brian... uh... so Madison... asked you to eat him and show him off...?" He bit his lip a bit. He wasn't sure where this had come from, but it's not like the dik-dik shared his kinks with them!

       "To us specifically?" The round jackal was holding a big plate full of snacks from the snack bar, standing a bit away from the couch as he just stared at the magenta orb containing his friend. He perked, realizing that the other two had introduced themselves. "I'm Han."

       "Well, Han, Madison was feeling a bit ignored and wanted me to help him be the center of attention." MK grinned, placing his arms up on the back of the couch, which just opened the jacket panels further. "Is it working?"

       Brian blushed deeply, fidgeting and tucking a leg up onto the couch so he was partially kneeling. "Is it okay if I rub...?"

       The big tiger nodded firmly. "Told you guys not to be shy." He chuffed teasingly.

       David and Brian soon had both hands on the gel dome, rubbing and stroking over the writhing form of their diminutive friend.

       Han cleared his throat, taking an awkward step forward. "Hey Madison... I got some snacks I know you like because I didn't know if you got to get to the table. Want one?"

       Madison perked up, pressing his hands against the inside of the gel dome as he looked over the plate. His eyes widened, and he twisted fluidly, turning to face up at the tiger he resided within. 

       MK blinked, then chuckled. "Well... I've never tried this before, but it should be fine..." He picked up an enrobed chocolate treat from the plate between two fingers and carefully pressed it to the top of his belly. 

       All three friends watched as the marshmallow and cookie coated in chocolate just sank in as if it wasn't the firm surface two of them were pressing their fingers into. 

       Madison twisted about as the confection approached, grasping it with his fingers once it was about halfway sunken in. The small antelope pulled it the rest of the way in, opened his jaws wide, and bit down on it, starting to munch. He closed his eyes and happily chewed, floating buoyantly within the tiger still. 

       Fidgeting a bit on the couch, MK rubbed the back of his head, looking off to one side. "That feels kinda weird..."

       "Should I stop?" Han already had a candy bar held out, almost pressed to the tiger's surface.

       The goo feline blushed brightly enough to read against his natural magenta color, before shaking his head. "Nah, it was just unexpected. Pamper your lil' 'lope."

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       Madison felt his blush returning, but he reached out to accept the candy bar as he worked on finishing his first treat. All of the sudden he was feeling really good about having come to this party.

       While Han eased the candy bar in, Brian leaned a little closer, peering at the shape of the smaller male inside the glistening dome. "Hey... uh... Madison?"

       The dik-dik in question perked as he swallowed the last of his first confection, pausing as he was about to bite down on the candy bar that had just sunk in. He tilted his head, curious as to what Brian wanted.

       "I... can't really see the pattern of your fur anymore in there." The ferret squinted carefully, pressing on the side of the magenta gel to try to make the surface a bit flatter so it didn't distort his view as much. "Do you feel okay?"

       The tiger perked up. "Oh. OH." His cheeks flushed darker, and inside Madison could feel the gel warm up around him.

       "What is it?" David sat upright, looking nervous. 

       MK chuckled awkwardly. "I... well he must have swallowed some of my gel while eating... And that's gonna make him..." The tiger averted his eyes bashfully. "...into more gel."

       "What?!" Han looked at his plate of sugary sweets and then the belly, and his friend inside.

       The tiger held up his hands, clearly quite flustered. "I told him this might happen before he got in... I just didn't expect it would happen so fast! Honest!" MK swallowed, embarrassed. "He'll be safe! Just... well, like me."

       As the big cat and his friends talked about what was happening, Madison realized that he didn't feel his fur being brushed about by the eddies of gel when he moved anymore. Everything was far more direct and intense. He idly wished that his underwear were vinyl like all of MK's clothes as he noticed how the fabric felt against his bare flesh. The dik-dik looked out at each of his friends, looking worriedly at him... then grinned. He spread his jaws wide and took a powerful bite out of the candy bar, munching it up with the magenta gel to swallow.

       MK gasped at this sudden sensation, hands grasping onto the back of the couch firmly through their gloves. He groaned out, leaning his head back with a shudder. "Oooohhh.... Mine..."

       The crow's beak hung open and he stood up on the cushion. "What do you mean, 'yours'!?" David looked ready to throw a punch.

       The tiger's eyes widened and he sat up, rubbing the back of his head. His blush was still intense. "I'm sorry. I don't know where that came from." MK held a hand out. "I guess... I wasn't expecting him to be this into it."

       Han nodded, continuing to stare into the belly. "Into it is right..." 

       Within, Madison was in bliss. Candy bar long lost down his throat, he had his jaws open and he was just swallowing desperately. He could feel the heated gel getting dragged down his esophagus, making him feel fuller. He placed his hands on his bare stomach and quivered as he felt how much it had changed shape from what he expected. He shifted and squirmed at just how bloated he was getting, how he was stretching with the tiger's colorful form so easily...

       Brian pressed on the side of the belly firmly. "His color's fading! It's getting hard to see him in there..." The ferret found himself blushing a bit at just how eagerly his shy friend was working to expedite his own transformation. 

       "We need a flashlight," The jackal set the plate down and looked to the corvid still standing on the couch. "David, you have one right?"

       "Phone'll work fine." Brian interrupted, tugging his smartphone out like he had before. He turned on the screen and placed it firmly against the side of the curved clear belly.

       Inside the magenta gel, Madison's briefs were left floating without any sign of their occupant. A few crumbs from the consumed candy drifted about above them, and an air bubble was rising through the gel.

       MK perked, and let out a wet belch. His cheeks flushed when he noticed the three males staring up at him with a variety of expressions. "Excuse me..."

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       After the party had died down, the tiger had gone into the kitchen to talk with the host. When MK came out several minutes later, he was holding a large plastic jar in one gloved paw and the screw on cap on the other. The container was filled with magenta gel much like he was made up of, and his stomach was flat and toned once again.

       Brian gasped at the sight. Closing the distance, the mustelid looked carefully at the jar. "Is that Madison? Is he okay?"

       The surface of the gel in the jar quivered, and the four gathered males heard a very familiar, flustered "Mneeehhh..."

       MK shifted awkwardly in place. "Yeah... He'll just take a while to get used to his new body." He held the jar out towards Brian in offering. "You should call me if he can't get back up into shape tomorrow. I can help talk him through it." After the ferret took the jar, he pulled a scrap of paper out of his pocket and held it out to Han.

       The jackal accepted the paper, spotting the phone number written on it under the letters 'MK'. He looked over to David, then back to Brian and the jar he was holding.

       In the ferret's hands, the gel was starting to change color. Madison's new form darkened to a primary blue, before starting to lighten up again. 

       Han pointed. "Should... that be happening?"

       Noticing what was indicated, the tiger chuckled. "Oh yeah. He'll find his own color to be. It was only because he was all mixed up in me that he was magenta." MK nodded, fiddling with the jar lid in his fingers. "He'd turn back if he returned to me, probably."

       As if that were a cue, the gel in the jar suddenly gushed upwards and towards the tiger, directly towards his bare chest and belly. 

       MK yelped and twisted to block with his jacket, noticing that Madison's color had changed to match his clothes. "Hey. I made you a promise. You're going home safe with your friends. Back in the jar." He huffed, blushing deeply. 

       Brian blushed as well as he watched the splattered cyan substance flow back into the jar against gravity, slow to let go of the tiger's jacket at all. The living gel quivered, a very familiar, needy whine striking the air.

       The magenta tiger looked between the glaring bird, the flustered ferret, and the concerned jackal, swallowing awkwardly. "Actually... since he won't be taking up a seat, can I get a ride with you guys?"