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Mari almost didn't believe the inconspicuous warehouse held anything more than boxes upon her first glance. A closer look revealed there was something inside for certain, given the neon lights gleaming through the high windows, and the faint pulse of heavy bass thrumming behind the walls. But there there was no indication of it being the den of sin and indulgence it was covertly advertised as.

A set of doors featured a crudely spray-painted penis, but that could have easily been just graffiti rather than sort of confirmation of what awaited within. The mother tigress looped a lock of hair around her finger and then nibbled on it, looking to her family beside her.

"This isn't your idea of a joke, is it?" she asked, her cheeks growing warm with the prospect of being fooled. It would be rather awkward to explain, given how eager she'd been over the idea.

"For your birthday? We're not that cruel." Her husband, Jain, gave her a warm pat on the shoulder, urging her along towards the unassuming doors. "Go on, it's going to be fun! I know you've always talked about this. Finally talked the kids into it."

"We're not kids." Behind him, Nira strolled along with a confident shuffle. She was dressed in the utmost of provocative ways, with a very high pair of shorts doing little to hide that distinct bulge she sported. Not exactly female, and everyone could see as the fabric clung tight with every step.

"You know we'll always call you that, even all grown up." Jain smirked back at Nira, striding tall beside his wife. Though less thickly built, that feminine build he had to him not at all faded even as he aged. And tall as he was, Mari was bigger, and thicker.

Zaph chuckled behind the group, another slim tiger, built with similar curvaceousness as his father. Except his even more so, especially down to the stripey booty he kept hidden in his pants, his elegant black hair hanging all the way down to his waist.

"I mean. It's not like you'll be calling us much of anything for long if we're not careful."

His sister elbowed him. "Nervous?"

"Nah."

"Don't lie."

"I mean, a whole lot goes on in there. What if someone just scoops us up?"

"Oh, they have rules about that," Mari chimed in. "No one unwilling. So you guys are safe, unless you decide to give me a special show for my birthday."

She winked back at them, mostly kidding. The siblings exchanged a glance with each other. But they didn't have time to consider the words for long, once their parents pushed open the simple doors and sensory overload of the hidden club spilled out all over them. Almost literally, at that.

The first thing they noticed was a cacophony of voices. Talking, cheering on the shows, along with plenty of heavy moaning. That, along with the bass throttling their collective ears meant every word had to be a shout. There were lights, smoke machines. Or was that just steam? It would go along plenty well with the other hit to the senses in the form of accumulated, potent, nearly overwhelming musk. A pure, rich smell of sex from every direction.

The four of them must have looked dumbfounded, as they were greeted by a amused-looking receptionist shouting above the din. The speckled brown and white mare offered a smile when they turned her way, especially when she saw the looks they gave her. Four family members, mostly dressed for the weather, looking entirely out of place in the den of depravity.

That look they gave her was inspired by just how much she had on display. Lacy black lingerie hugged tight to her elegant, two-toned hide, hiding little above and even less below. Garters outlined her hips and thighs, but she was otherwise bottomless, which let everyone have a fine look at the pulsing spire of equine meat on display. Not just hanging freely, but fully firm. It casually throbbed before their eyes as the mare acted like it was perfectly unremarkable.

"Welcome to The Cocksnack, you four cuties," she said with a soft smile. "Anything I can help you find today?"

Jain stepped forward, and when Mari moved to follow him he gently halted her with a gesture. That made her quirk her head, but she didn't question it. Instead, she just watched as he leaned in over the reception desk, covertly murmuring something to the thick-cocked receptionist. That secretive pose had him nearly face-first against that casually brandished horsecock, as it shuddered and twitched inches from his face. Just a tiny bit closer and he would have been wearing that dripping pre as it oozed out and down the receptionist's colossal shaft.

Both of them turned to look back at Mari, and she smirked at them. Her husband wore a slightly dazed expression - not doubt from lingering so close to the source of a certain intoxicating equine musk - but aside from that she saw the mischief on his face. He eventually just slipped the receptionist a sizable wad of cash and then gave a tigerish grin to his wife.

"I think we're all set. Let's head inside."

Before she could answer, Zaph interrupted. "I've seen that look on dad's face before. He's totally up to something."

"Oh, of course I am," Jain said. "As for what, you'll just have to find out!"

Nira was already exploring the place, making eyes and catching the gazes of various dancers and performers and they strutted by, swinging heavy cocks. The sizes on display around the secret club certainly put an average cat like her to shame. But that did nothing to dampen her enthusiasm as she all but brushed against the massively endowed employees going by. Her sibling had to take her by the shoulder and tug her along before she turned to follow.

"I hope this is good. I already see plenty of people I want to get to know better," she said, huffing.

"By getting to know them better you mean churning in their nuts, right? I'm pretty sure that's how it goes around here," Zaph replied.

"Maybe." She grinned at him. "What are you going to do about it, stop me?"

"So impulsive," he simply said with a shake of his head. But his cheeks were warm at the thought, saved from being revealed by his fluffy fur.

The hall was broad and the scent of sex was even stronger than before. It steamed with the heat of fresh cum, and soon they came upon a little river of it flowing down a trough beside them. There were a number of tightly-shut doors, each of them with a broad pipe near the base, and cum flowed freely from several of them. It ran down thick and musky towards several drains that slurked and glorped the heated load away.

Yet on they went, even as the collective scent made them weak in the knees. Zaph tried not to look too closely, but it was hard to miss what all that musk was doing to his sibling. Nira was rather firm, and the thin straps of her leather-based bottoms barely concealed it. A bulge and more, growing thicker with each step, jiggling along. He finally forced himself to tear his eyes away, and justified his own growing excitement by telling himself it was just the enticing aromas all around him.

Jain stopped them at a door that looked much like any other, but for the number on it. Without a word he led the way inside, swishing his tail all the while. Mari followed close behind, giving him a playful squeeze about the hips. She could sense just how excited he was, and it put her in a similar mood. Even a little older, her shapely partner still loved it when she squeezed his girly ass, rumbling for her as they shuffled off inside.

Nira and Zaph exchanged a glance and stuck their tongues out at each other, seeing their parents all randy. Even despite the bulges they were both sporting. Still, they followed right inside, the mingled musks of the hallway fading behind to be replaced by just a single one. The source of which sat sprawled across a lounging chair, naked down to her stark white fur, impossible to miss as they entered together.

"Oh, even more of the stripey beauties. Come right in, kitties." The tall-eared vixen offered a soft smile as she saw them, sitting up and letting her massive sheath drop heavily between her thighs. It sat atop two hefty nuts that bounced with her every movement, drawing back smoothly and audibly as it gave way to the first inch of red knotted cock.

"Hello, ma'am, I'm-" Jain began to introduce himself, but the vixen cut her off.

"Your names won't matter when I'm done. I'm Lily, but don't worry about remembering it."

Jain cleared his throat, and found himself a seat opposite the increasingly aroused vixen. Watching every pre-slick inch sliding smoothly, glistening from its sheath, directing sweet canine musk to his every sense. He did his best to sit politely but the bulge he soon had forming didn't much let him do that. Being a bit bigger than him, Mari had little trouble tugging him into her lap, where she squeezed and fondled him around the hips as she watched the rising show.

"If this is going where I think it is... I love it," she whispered in her husband's ear.

As for Lily, she simply rose and swished her tail, swinging her sheath and sweetly emerging cock along with it. She played her eyes over each of them in turn, especially those two siblings as they lingered on their feet, unsure of what to do with themselves, where to sit or if they should just stand.

"Now I know what you've been told about me," she began, prompting them all to look towards Jain. "But if you think this is simply a one-person show, I expect you'll soon be proven wrong. Just feast your eyes and your nose as I get myself worked back up. Mmmmm."

It was quickly plain to see just how fat that canine cock of hers really was. Her sheath bulged thick with it before the knotted base was even revealed. A shining spire, it dripped to the floor before even fully hard, thicker with each throb down to the base of her sack. And as for her balls, they were massive even for the size of her endowment. Swinging back and forth, a soft but audible slosh running through them as they went.

She coaxed it out farther with some messy strokes up and down. Double-handed, she squatted slightly so she could thrust up into her grip, quickly lubed up by her own juices. Breasts bouncing, her eyes half-closed, she huffed and gave her deepest, sultry moans as she worked herself to a bulging full-mast, that knot the size of one of their heads. Every thrust smeared greater juices across her fingers, making the motions wetter, louder, messier, dripping down too the floor in goopy strands.

That's when they noticed the way the floor was angled. It was subtle, enough to miss it when walking over it, but the whole room was angled towards the centre, where sat a large, grated drain. There was already a faint gurgling from behind it, and they had no doubts of where it went. Lily watched them all, meeting their eyes in turn, one, then the next, smiling, licking her lips.

"You all look so tasty. I love the feel of kitties in my cock. You know how this works, I'm sure. If I'm going to put on a proper show, I need volunteers. I need fodder."

There was a brief silence among them, a few seconds where nobody moved to offer. Then Nira just came swishing forth, already tossing her slutty top over her shoulders. The carelessness with which she let it fall to the floor said she didn't intend to pick it up again. Another few steps, and she was hopping, struggling with the size of her bulge. When she slipped free, her cock sprang upwards, paltry in comparison to the canine's pulsing shaft, but plenty firm.

"Oh, I'm ready for this. Just what I've been looking for," she said, and Lily just grinned in response, reaching forth to snatch her by the hair.

No questions, no affirmation that she was ready, but simply a shove down towards erect canine cock to meet her muzzle with the wet tip. If Nira had anything else to say, it was too late, with the slick and musky confines of the vixen's dick muffling her around the lips. Then spreading over her face, deeper, bulging with her prey. It barely made Lily flinch, as she simply flexed her cock and shoved hard at her prey, efficiently consuming her right in front of the rest of her family.

None of whom had any protests. Jain squirmed back and forth in Mari's lap, while she rumbled and gave him a few warm teasing grinds to the backside. Just because she was female didn't meant she couldn't hump his cute butt here and there. Eventually he shifted sideways so that he could sneak two fingers down the front of her pants, toying with her gently as they watched the show, making her give little mewly moans. But most of her attention remained on Lily and Nira.

As for Zaph, he was at attention in more ways than one. Plenty rigid, and not just in his pants but all over. Standing like a statue with his mouth agape. Only his heaving chest indicated any life to him, as he observed the speed with which Lily consumed his sister. That impulsive decision was far past reversible by then. The vixen was already squishing around Nira's tits as she slowly thrust at her meal, unceasing in her hungry shoving.

There was a little gasp from the younger male as he watched Lily just outright lift Nira into the air. She had a grip around her prey's stripey tail at first, but eventually she just let go, keeping her raised up from the strength of cock alone. That freed up her hands to rub smoothly up and down her silky fur, groping over her own curves in her pleasure, tracing along her hips, squeezing deep into her own breasts.

Schlick, schlurp, and almost even gulp. It sounded like a working gullet as her prey slid forth and nearly out of sight. So worked up on the musk that bombarded her, Nira bucked and did her best to grind on the very dick that was swallowing her. It was just enough, as her tail went rigid, her legs kicked out, and somewhere deep in bulging shaft, behind the vixen's knot, there came a wild moan of pleasure.

Cum flowed thick from the tigress' cock, slicking down across its bulging veins. The hot white strands swirled all around the pink-red shaft, highlighting its shape in sleek and shiny wetness. Once her own sack was emptied, the feline slumped down, which only made it easier to slurp her nearly limp legs right down.

An increasing bulge of her sultry form began to sag in the vixen's left nut. Bulging, then rounding fairly evenly, but for the highlights of her muzzle, shoulders, elbows, and more. Her feet disappeared with a little wet noodle-slurp of the tip of her tail, wiggling back and forth, flinging precum in all directions, and then she was gone, slumped hotly into the vixen's sack, leaving one of Lily's balls much bigger than the other.

Her cock gave a crude splut, a thick gob of almost-cum, beyond just pre at that point, and she sighed. A pat and squeeze on her captive prey, and she turned her eyes to Zaph as he just stood there. Catching that gaze, he almost fell, his knees giving a noticeable buckle before he braced himself.

"... Me?"

She nodded.

"But..."

She shook her head, rubbing two fingers up and down her wet, knotted shaft. "Don't think about it. Feel it. I know you'd love the entire trip. I bet you'd cum so hard for me. Sliding down to join your sister. I want to take you, I want to keep you."

"Really?"

"Of course I do. You'll get to feel me throbbing around you. Get to curl up in my other nut, balance out my sack for me. Bulge there with with your sister. Until it pulls up so tight your little melted self gets clenched right down, snuffed right out in a messy final squeeze. And then I'll cum you both right out at once. All over the room. Even over your parents over there. I bet you like that thought."

Zaph approached. He still had his paws clasped together, was still plenty clothed, but it didn't matter. Lily reached up and nabbed him right by the head, shoving him down towards her cock with alarming speed. He'd made his decision by walking towards her. And though he was startled by her sudden movement, went stiff and still for a moment, he didn't try to stop her.

He was leaner than his sibling. Less developed around her chest, for certain. Plus, Lily's cock was even better lubed than before as she steadily leaked out those thick strands of pre. More like somewhat watery cum by that point. It slathered deeply into Zaph's fur, smearing down over all his features, taking away that elegant tiger look to simply make him a sopping mess. Not that anyone could see his face anymore, but he could feel it.

Juices dribbled down through his long locks of silky onyx hair, sticking it to his back as her cock worked down, one stripe at a time. He'd left his shirt on, and it was soaked to the point of translucent soon, stuck to him and outlining the modest tone in his lithe, feminine body. He was lighter, wetter, even silkier going down, and she smoothly hmmmed and huffed as his curves bulged their way towards her balls.

Sticking straight up soon enough, he got to grinding at the air. His confined cock was almost painfully engorged, trapped there in his pants, and she didn't bother to free it. Instead, she just humped forth once, so that she could squeeze it within her, feeling it throb behind the fabric, wanting out but never to be free again at that rate. From there, with his head deposited in her smaller nut, she clenched upon him, milking at his cock, trapping it twice over while he mewled and kicked in desperation.

Finally, she felt him twitching, shaking all over as he came in those glossy panties he wore, soaking them good as she milked him with pressure alone. His legs were so amusingly twitchy. Jain was more than just rubbing his wife by then, instead outright fingering her, feeling her soak into his digits as she rumbled and watched the special show. What a birthday treat!

Another almost effortless, squelching slorp and down went the rest of Zaph. He got deposited into Lily's other fattened nut, pressed close beside his sibling as they jiggled up and down together. Lily bounced back to her seat, leaning back against it but letting her balls overhang to the floor. Weighted down by her captives, as they squirmed in the heat and musk against each other. They could feel or at least sense the other, but couldn't say much of anything to each other.

As she felt them stewing, Lily began to stroke herself. Slowly for the moment, using just two fingers and her thumb, gliding up and down the well-lubed shaft. Then a little faster. A third finger, pressing down firm, sliding along and getting the schlicking noise rising through the room. Then her entire hand, pumping her cock up and down, jiggling her prey-stuffed balls with each tug.

They bounced against the floor at first. But eventually, they were tighter. Firmer. Rounding out little by little as the features pressing out from within got smoothed over churn by churn. And how loudly they glorped down. Getting vixen cum into their every orifice, invaded from all sides. Soaked down into skin by her musky scent, breathing nothing but it, ensuring they were transfixed, drunken, helpless all the while. No words, just faint moans that turned wetter, becoming merely gurgles from their cum-gargling throats.

Softened up, all it took was one last clench. Lily was stroking mightily with both hands wrapped around her dripping shaft, swinging a great long strand of pre up and down with every motion. Then finally she gave a faint huff, not quite crying out, and her balls tightened hard against her body. Her cummified prey couldn't stand up to such pressure, crushed flat within her tightened sack, twitching once or twice and then merely sloshing all around as they fuelled her impending climax.

Another clench, right up tight, milking at those balls as they fed hotly back into her shaft, and she thrust wildly at the air. The first rope went shooting forth, right across the room to soak one of the chairs. It wasn't the one the couple was in, so she readjusted herself, spraying directly towards them. That time, she got a gasp from them as husband and wife alike were splattered hard enough to send them reeling in their chair, marked from ears to feet in a massive gush of fresh vixen cum, made up of their completely liquefied offspring.

They simply basked in it, letting the scent sink in, as they watched the vixen empty her nuts of those digested tigers. Filling up the room with an ever-increasing puddle, letting it run thickly down towards the drain, but not before it heated things right up. Steam rose like a sauna, trapped in that room with them, bringing perspiration to the walls and remaining cats alike. Lily came until her balls clenched tight one last time, dripping out a few last drops, then she twitched hard and out shot the cum-soaked remains of Zaph's last outfit. It hit the floor with a heavy splat and slowly slid towards the drain before Lily picked the scattered garments up and tossed them sloppily aside.

In response, she got even more rough feline noise from the two cats. Jain rumbling deep. Mari nearly snarling, but not angrily. Instead, it was from the intense buildup of pleasure as her lover fingered her all throughout the sight. Those two cats, glorped down to nothing but a musky splat running thickly down the drain. She rocked back and forth, grinding hard on his fingers, even reaching to grab him by the hair and keep him right there in her lap, working her up to a higher and higher state.

Lily just cleared her throat, stroking one finger up and down her cock. "Oh, don't let me interrupt your getting off, but I have more room, you know."

That briefly stopped them, as the couple exchanged a glance. She with her lips drawn back, showing fangs, that pleasured growl. He with just a smirk. A few more rubs, getting her rumbling ever so close to her peak, then he withdrew. She almost lunged at him, flashing her teeth. How dare he not finish her off. But she sat as if strapped down, transfixed by his little smile as he swished away from her, crossing towards the vixen.

"Don't you even dare," Mari told him.

"Watch me," he teased back.

And watch she did. As he sway those hips back and forth. The same girly hips, just as broad on his surprisingly feminine form as they'd ever been. He swished for her as he put on a little strip show, taking his time until Lily gave an impatient huff behind him. Then he just tossed the remaining garments off and pressed right up against that engorged canine cock, feeling how soaked it was, how it dripped with the cummified pair she'd sucked down into her nuts not long ago.

Lily sat back, letting him grind on her for a while. Sliding that shaft of hers right up between his stripey cheeks, treating it like a pole to shake his ass against. Then not just shaking, but deeply grinding, letting all that cum smear over his fur, get him nice and messy. Mari could hear the slick sound of sleek skin against fluffy tiger fur from where she sat. And all she could do was slowly rub her thighs together, bite her lip, hovering near that peak but not quite keeping it. She simply stewed in her pleasure.

It was the subtlest shift, but suddenly she noticed her hubby wasn't just grinding on that dick anymore. Instead, he was bent right over for it. Not to take it - such a massive thing would never fit in that tight cat. No, it was wrapping right around his hips. Slurping him inside, starting with his ample booty, started to bend him in half as he increasingly balanced on just the tips of his toes. A flexible feline like him had no trouble with the position at least. Which was good, as he was quickly bent right in half, his head framed between his outstretched legs.

Another pump of the vixen's cock, and much more of him disappeared. Back, belly, thighs. She wasn't wasting time, despite the heft bulge his bent-over body made in her shaft. Stretched it right out, outlining all that tiger as she dragged him towards her balls. They were already hanging lower, heavier, fattened by their prey, but she was simply ravenous for more. Licking her lips, thrusting her hips, and giving him a few firm pats on the head as he disappeared.

"That's it. Purr for me. Rumble right down my dick while your wife watches. What's she gonna do about it? You're gonna be done soon. Melted right down into a big fat puddle of jizz."

As she listened in on those teases, Mari continued where Jain left off, plunging her fingers into her pussy as it soaked into her panties. She watched him go, as that cock crept up over his back, over his arms and finally his face. His expression was dazed, his features damp and smeared, and she caught one last look in his eyes before his muzzle vanished behind the clenching grip of that stretched out cock. It deposited him ass-first into one of her nuts, sagging it back down between her thighs, going tight around the shape of him, still letting her see him, but he was good as gone.

And that was when she squirted. Mari snarled fiercely enough that it probably could be heard in other rooms. She still wasn't angry. Just surging with excitement as she gushed over herself in climax. The image of her husband's curves tautly clamped in one of the predatory vixen's swinging balls was what did it. She added to the overall mess and scent of sex in the room with her brief but intense gush. Minimally, compared all the rest, but still significant for her. And when she was done she just slumped deep in her chair, still watching that bulge as it got glurked at.

"So much for him now," Lily said with a slightly fangy grin. "All the years, and now I'm just going to melt him down into an orgasm. Gonna moan as I cum your husband out all over the floor. Then he's gonna run down into the drain just like the other two."

Mari sat dripping, huffing, chest heaving. All she really had for a response was a nod. So Lily kept going. She hefted up her sack in both hands, giving it a squeeze, making her prey squirm.

"Bet it feels so good in there. All hot, bathing in my cum. Melting down a little more every churn. Until it all goes numb. But nnnnf. I bet it'd feel even better to complete the set. Wipe all you cats out entirely in one big cumshot. Wouldn't you like to balance out my nuts?"

Mari sat stock still for a moment, but for her eyes. Just examining Lily from top to bottom. Looking at that proud expression on her face. Seeing the lust in her eyes. Watching her slowly lick over lips and nibble on her tongue as the churns worked over Jain. They were already going. There wasn't much time to make a decision.

Finally she got to her feet, inspiring a great grin from Lily. "Mmmm. That's it. Come over here and meet your messy end, mama tiger. I want to end you in my balls."

Mari approached cautiously, slowly. Staring, transfixed. Not that she was hypnotized or anything. The decision was entirely her own. Maybe her mind was a bit clouded but lust, by musk, and by the lingering image of all those other tigers sliding down. But she still sincerely wanted it.

She wasn't sure exactly how to approach, just slipping out of her pants and top, then dipping her head near that steadily oozing cock. But Lily wasn't one for taking it slow, instead just snatching that older tigress by the hair and shoving her face-first into her cock once more. Mari had already seen that happen, but it was all different actually happening to her. The way that cock expanded all around her features with such ease was stunning, and it instant blasted her with the innermost scent of the vixen's musk to make her all shaky, to make her writhe down to the tip of her tail, rocking back and forth.

Lily was on a timer, given her sack was already working deep into Jain's muscles, softening him down with every glurk. So she didn't waste time savouring the details. She just had to get that horny tigress down her dick. She humped hard, while Mari basked in the tight squeezes around her body, especially once they worked her tender breasts into that heavily scented, massaging grasp.

She didn't kick, didn't even really squirm. She just gave in entirely to that slippery fate as she disappeared down Lily's fat dick. Jain was softening already, and she could sort of feel him there as her face pushed into the heaving, clenching ball beside him. That gave her a faceful of steaming, absolutely fresh seed, the scent nearly knocking her out, making her clench, making her still-wet sex clench. A taste too, as she got dunked muzzle-first in the sloshing cream, flowing into her open, faintly moaning mouth.

As the heat increased, the air outside on her legs and feet felt increasingly cold. She just wanted to be inside, all the way, and bask in that welcoming warmth for what moments remained. A juice-flinging slurp later, she got her wish. The cold was gone, leaving just that snug nut swinging up against the other, full of yet another tiger being prepped for the end. Mari curled up and reached over to feel at Jain, or what remained of him. He wasn't really moving, maybe twitching a little, and one little press from the side had him nearly caving in on himself.

Mari left him be, to stew and be added to the weight of that sack as it clenched on him. Soon it was doing the same to her. She barely felt it, only noticed it after the fact. Oh, her fingers and toes were numb all of a sudden. Her tail as well. Then that feeling of blissful, slightly tingly comfort crept up her limbs and towards her centre, warming her all the way as she bathed in sauna-like musk, steaming all over her plastered fur.

Softer and softer, feeling her muscles weakening, letting her sink down towards the rising levels of pure seed. She couldn't hold her head up much longer, and eventually she couldn't even hold herself together. It might have been frightening in other circumstances, but there, it was simply sweet, contented relaxation as she sighed out and gave in to the heat, feeling herself collapse inwards on herself before it all went dark.

Lily felt that final squeeze finish off her prey, and she gave an extended moan. The urge to get off was almost desperate by that point, and so she set to roughly yanking at her cock, from knot all the way to tip, massaging and pumping it with the sole intent of cumming as quickly as possible. Two more tigers digested down into pure cum, and the pressure was intense.

Finally, with hip-bucking recoil, she felt them shooting back up through her cock. They didn't even spray out in ropes, but rather one continuous load. Hosing down the entire room in hot cum, the heat so much it bent the light and caused little illusions. Not that she was looking, eyes clenched shut as she marked the entire room from wall to wall in her seed. An entire family down, melted, and now unloading in a gloriously lewd mess that went slurking towards the drain.

It would take a while before they were all the way down it. There was just so much cum to be made of them. Lily sat panting, her tongue hanging over her lower lip, almost drooling in the intense afterglow once her cock finally dribbled to a stop. She let it drop, still hanging from her sheath, and just gave it a few rubs. It was almost numb with how long her orgasm had lasted her.

There was no remaining sign of those tigers, wiped right out by her insatiable appetite. Just some cum-soaked clothes, and one heft mess draining into the pipes below. They'd run into the troughs outside, broadcasting Lily's scent to lure in the next needy meal, and then they'd wash away entirely. Melted and forgotten, but for the lingering tingles running through Lily's body, and the memory of her own pleasure.