As a general rule, off-table betting was not allowed at the Lucky Egg casino. That didn't stop enterprising swindlers and card sharks from setting up temporary tables in the hallways of the adjoining hotel.

“Come one, come all! You have everything to gain and nothing important to lose!”

Aaron, a green yoshi with gold body paint accents over his bare scales, stood behind a green velvet table with a partition down the middle, barking out to any and all gamblers who passed near his room. “It’s a simple game of High-Low, with a twist! We each roll a pair dice, and if you beat my roll you get this fat stack of chips!” He paused to play with a stack of high value poker chips for emphasis.

“However… before you get to see my roll, I get to swallow you up and put you in an egg! Beat my roll, and you’ll come out as you came in, except quite a bit richer. Lose… and you’ll come out as a brand new Yoshi. So, whaddya say? Riches or adorableness, either way’s a winner!”

There was a murmur from the crowd as the curious gamblers tried to figure if the bet was worth it. A black-furred paw shot up from near the back of the crowd and a fox forced his way to the front. “I’ll give it a shot!”

Aaron smirked at the delectable morsel and tossed a pair of dice his way. “You get one roll. If any of the dice fall off the table it’s an automatic failure.”

The fox scooped up the dice, gave them a shake and tossed them onto the table, earning himself a seven. Aaron did the same on his side. The dice had scarcely finished rolling when Aaron abruptly shot his tongue out, wrapped it around the surprised fox, and yanked him inside his maw. His meal had known the rules of the game, but couldn’t help struggling as he made a thick bulge down the yoshi’s neck, rounded out his stomach, and then with the ease of someone who did this all the time Aaron squeezed out an egg behind him about half as tall as he was.

The crowd watched eagerly as the egg wobbled back and forth, thankfully ignoring Aaron as he tried to hide a considerable blush. He had to keep his composure, people were wary enough about how intimate traveling through someone’s digestive tract was without also knowing the predator found it hot.

With a loud crack the egg’s occupant finally cracked it open, revealing a slightly slimy fox getting to his feet and approaching the table. “Congratulations,” said Aaron as he removed the partition to reveal his dice to the crowd. “I rolled a three. Enjoy your winnings!” He handed the stack of chips to the quite pleased fox, before shouting for a new challenger.

Kauko the cheetah and Chazori the chocobo had been watching from near the back of the pack with some amusement. “I’m surprised he let him out at all,” warked Chaz.

The cheetah gave him a playful push. “In front of all these people? Not everyone enjoys watching folks go down as much as you.”

“True. true,” mused Chazori. “Hey, speaking of watching people slide down a throat though…”

She wrapped a wing around Kauko and dragged them forward through the crowd. “Hey! My pet would like to take you on next!”

“I would?” exclaimed Kauko in surprise.

“You would!” repeated Chaz.

“...I would,” Kauko admitted in defeat.

“Splendid, splendid!” laughed Aaron. He made a broad sweeping gesture to the player’s side of the table. “Roll on, roll on, and trust in lady luck!”

Chazori’s pet gingerly picked up the dice, gave them a few reverent shakes, blew on their closed fist, and tossed them on the table where they settled on… “A ten!” they exclaimed. “Hah, beat that!”

Aaron carelessly tossed his dice onto his side, and without a retort wrapped his tongue around his latest snack and pulled them in. He gave this one a luxurious slurp, down to his stomach and… was there a bit more gurgling this time around? It was hard to tell for sure, it was over so fast. In a matter of seconds another large egg rolled next to the remnants of the previous one. One wobble, two… and the eggshell cracked open to reveal a brand new yellow yoshi.

Kauko looked down their body in shock and surprise, running their paws down to find smooth scales where once there had been fur. “Wha… how? But I won?”

“You rolled a ten, my dear,” said Aaron, trying to hide his amusement. “Still two numbers that can beat it, and I rolled a twelve.”

As Kauko tried to come to grips with their new proportions and anatomy, Aaron reached under the table for a can of protein shake, opened it, and offered it to them. “Here, a consolation prize. You’re probably starving, new yoshis usually are. This will tide you over until you can get some real food.” He turned back to the crowd “So, who’s next? You too can be as adorable as us, or rich enough for a penthouse suite!”

This whole time, Chazori had been watching with rapt attention, growing more and more flustered as she watched her pet become a snack and pop out completely unrecognizeable. “Just destroy me…” the chocobo breathed out. She scooped up the dice, looked Aaron straight in the eyes, and without looking away tossed the dice off the table.

The crowd gasped at this willing display. Aaron simply shrugged, shot his tongue out again, and reeled in Chazori. He wasn’t one to pass up a free lunch. As before, the large bulge swiftly made its way through his digestive system and rolled out behind him. To the surprise of noone, the egg cracked open to reveal a blue yoshi reveling in the complete obliteration of her old form.

“You know, it does kill some of the fun if you make it obvious that you lost,” said Aaron. Regardless, he still fetched a can for Chazori as well, his hand pausing for just the briefest moment over the hole after he opened it. “At least I enjoyed the meal you gave me. Here, drink up.”

He turned his attention back to the crowd one last time as the two new yoshis drank their first meal behind him, going through the motions of his routine while counting off the seconds in his head. Five… ten… fifteen… and then his advertising was interrupted by a pained moan from Chazori.

“Oh no! Seems one of the contestants is having some trouble adjusting to her new form!” said Aaron with feigned concern. “Don’t you worry, we take care of even our losers here. I’m afraid the game is canceled for now, but I’ll be back with some higher stakes private games in oh… a half hour or so?”

He picked up Chazori and placed her on the table, then rolled it inside. “Go, mingle on the casino floor! Let’s give our alternative winner a little privacy ok?” He said as he shut the door behind them, and listened for the crowd to disperse. After a few seconds he breathed a sigh of relief and shuddered, finally letting his inhibitions fade. A previously unseen cock squirmed out of his slit as he thought about the two lives he’d just ended in his stomach.

Chaz was having trouble finding the energy to stand up, and everything felt slick and rubbery against their scales. “Hey… What’s going on with me?” she mumbled.

“Oh, nothing much,” said Aaron, making no attempt to hide his arousal as he walked over to his new toy. “Just, once I’m done with these private games I’ll need someone for a little fun. Since you didn’t feel like playing along earlier, I’ll just get to play with you later. Sound fair?”

“What about… what about…” Chaz tried to say, but it was becoming harder and harder to work her body. Her arms felt glued to her body and her mouth was feeling smaller and smaller.

“About your friend? Don’t worry, they won’t miss you. They’ve started a new life now: soon as they satisfy their hunger it’ll devour their old memories with it. That cheetah will be completely gone. Hot isn’t it?” Aaron gave his shaft a few strokes for emphasis, before giving it a pat and trying to calm himself down.

“Alright… time to get into character. Sit tight!” He picked up Chazori and placed her on the bedside table. Since when did everything get so big? There was nothing the former bird could do but relax and wait for the yoshi to return.

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It was a few minutes later when Aaron came back with a cute mouse girl behind him. She was excited, with the wide eyes of a tourist and a bounce in her step. The yoshi got on his end of the table, and gestured for the mouse to take up hers. “Need to know the rules?”

She nodded enthusiastically. “I was in the crowd before. So what makes this a high stakes game?”

Aaron spoke as he set up the dice. “Not much. We start at a thousand chips instead of five hundred, and you get a double-or-nothing chance. Win this second toss and we’ll go up to two thousand, or you can use it to overturn a previous loss. Lose it and well… I think it’s self-explanatory. Toss when you’re ready.”

She set her bag of chips on the table, swept up the dice with a flourish, careened them off the back of the board, and rejoiced as they came up as nine. Aaron gave his own toss, then asked. “Going for the double or nothing?”

“Do you even have to ask?” she said with a laugh. “I could finally take my boyfriend on that nice cruise we’ve been wanting to go on with that many chips. All in!”

Aaron picked up the dice and placed them in her outstretched palm. She shook, tossed, and recoiled as it came up as a pair of ones. “At… at least he might still find me cute?”

“Ooh, snake eyes. That gets you the worst reward you know that?” said Aaron before snagging her with his tongue.

“Wait, there’s more than— mmf!?” she said in surprise as she was yanked inside and swallowed down. The mousey bulge raced down his gullet, filled out his stomach… and swiftly shrank away as Chazori watched.

Aaron emptied the bag of chips out into his own with a smirk. “Not like she’ll need these anymore. Ahh, I’ll never get tired of that. Every time’s just like the first,” he moaned out in bliss. “Hope she wasn’t too surprised, I did say ‘or nothing’. You know… there’s just something about swallowing down a person that’s just so much more satisfying than fruit. I like to think it’s their soul that gives it that kick.” He said that last part with a predatory growl, trailing a paw down from his throat to the base of his belly for emphasis before heading out for more.

As Chazori watched from her spot on the table, Aaron brought in contestant after contestant. A red panda, a large crocodile, a young dragon, all desirable in their own way. Occasionally one would have the sense to quit after an initial win, and an unlucky few rolled a snake eyes on their first throw, becoming meals immediately. For most of them, Chaz was eventually able to see what was going on: At the start of the second round, a quick flick of the wrist by Aaron handed them a different set of dice instead. Ones that always came up one. Even if she’d been interested in saving them, there was nothing she could do. She couldn’t speak anymore or move her body. She just had a front row seat as these gullible fools cheerfully picked up the dice, unaware that their fate had already been sealed.

After a good score of unfortunate souls slid down his gullet, Aaron came back from his hunt followed swiftly by a young mouse right on his heels. “You had to have seen her! A friend of mine said he last saw my girlfriend coming in here to play. Another mouse, bit taller than me, smile that could warm a glacier’s heart?”

Aaron took his spot behind the table and smiled back at the man. “Of course, of course. But she was far from my only customer today. Tell you what, while I try and remember where she went, let’s play a game, shall we? Might as well bring some winnings when you reunite, and it’ll help jog my memory.”

The mouse looked back and forth between Aaron and the table, then with a sigh he conceded. “Very well. A quick game though. I can’t help but feel something’s happened to her…”

As Aaron set up the dice, Chazori noticed a quick palming by the yoshi. He’d apparently grown tired of amusing the boyfriend just on the trip here. The mouse picked up the offered pair of dice and gave them a toss. They bounced across the table, and one of them came tantalizingly close to rolling over onto a five before rocking back to a one like its partner.

“Snake eyes,” laughed Aaron. “How unfortunate. You get the worst prize of all. But I do remember where your girlfriend went: She rolled the same.”

“What does her prize have to… oh no…” said the mouse as realization struck him and he tried to flee. Aaron’s tongue shout out and wrapped around his torso from behind, yanking him off his feet. Though he made an admirable effort at struggling, Aaron clearly had more practice at eating people than the mouse had in avoiding being food. Soon as his head slipped into the yoshi’s throat, it was all over. Another bulge. Another gulp. Another bump rapidly shrinking down.

Aaron sank to his knees, shaking with lust at his latest meal. “Such passion! That anger, that sadness… there’s no way I can put this off any longer, I’m just about to pop!”

He strode over to where Chaz had been watching, picked up the former bird, and stretched her around his drooling cock. As he rolled her along his shaft, it finally hit her what he had in store for her. He’d transformed her into a condom.

The yoshi ran his paws along Chazori, stroking himself off inside her, panting and squirming as he thought about the day’s meals. Pent up as he was, it was just a few seconds before the gluttonous swindler came, moaning out loud as Chazori bulged out from the gallons of cum filling her up. Right as she felt he’d keep going until she popped, he stopped, panting out loud.

“There we go… there’s what’s left of your girlfriend. How about we give her some company?” he asked to an unresponsive audience. Chazori could feel him start to jack off again, taking his time now to savor the feel of her new latex form against his cock, edging himself as he tried to remember every last detail about the next meal he’d had.

Chazori could scarcely think of anything but the feel of his thrusting, the swirling of the cum inside her. Her old life? What he planned to do with her after? How likely she was to survive this? None of it seemed to matter anymore. She just wanted to be filled more and more, and Aaron obliged. An even larger load than the first, from the stocky crocodile bodybuilder. A slightly smaller one from the lithe red panda programmer. A massive flood from the dragon that threatened to tear her apart. She’d hold them all, and what they all used to be would be her and Aaron’s little secret.

“Just a couple more…” panted Aaron as he started up again. He’d been at this for hours, clearly exhausted and running on pure lust by this point, but he couldn’t stop. Not when he was this close. He closed his eyes, licked his lips, thought about the ambitions and desires this meal had talked about. Everything his stomach had simply destroyed. His roar of ecstasy was mixed with relief when he came again, another prey’s worth of seed throbbing out into his toy…

And then there came a snap. As sturdy a condom as Chazori made, she still had her limits. All it took was a small seam opening as she stretched too thin, and the next thing she knew she had popped. Tattered and torn, she hung off Aaron’s cock into the pool of jizz flooding the room.

“Ah well…” he said, taking her off and tossing her off into the pool. He jerked off one last time, arcing a load up into the air and landing on the shredded former chocobo. At least the two mice got reunited, and Chazori DID ask to be destroyed after all.