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"Hey, what's wrong, Snow?"

When they'd been roommates for as long as they had, the two cats knew when something wasn't right with the other, without having to say it. Though it didn't take years of experience with each other for the lion to see the cheetah wasn't acting normal. He was outright stumbling into things, nearly colliding with the wall. So much for that feline grace. Rio's first assumption was that the cheetah was incredibly drunk, but that seemed unlikely for him in the early afternoon.

When Snow turned towards the lion, he was left blinking a few times as if he'd only just realized where he was.

"Huh?"

Rio couldn't help but chuckle a little. "Are you even in there? You a sleepy kitty today or something? You look so out of it."

"Oh. No, not that. I just ... " the cheetah began, then he stopped to think, as if retracing his recent steps. "Oh right. I was going to go try talking to the new neighbour, and then I just ... hmm, I'm really not sure."

"New? She's been there a few months now, I think."

"Well, you know. New to us. I guess it seemed weird we hadn't actually met yet, so I decided to say hi!"

"Annnnnd?" Rio winked. He'd seen the pretty leopardess around, and it always seemed like she was wearing something especially tight on her exceptionally curvy figure. If Snow had a moment of weakness, Rio certainly wouldn't have judged.

"And, I'm not sure. I guess I got nervous. Feels like my head's spinning."

"What did she say to you?"

"Nothing! I guess I couldn't muster up the courage ..."

The lion gave the cheetah a deep look, then just smiled. He approached, squeezed the cat on the shoulder. "Ohh, I get it. It's okay. I'm sure she doesn't bite, unless you're into that."

"Rio ..."

"Just teasing. But hey, here's an idea. Let's head over there together and say hi, so she doesn't think you're stalking her or something., Maybe bring that bottle we've been saving for something special? I think that's what neighbours do."

"Share wine?"

"Yup. It's a little fancy for me anyway."

The cheetah had to think about it. "Hmm. Well, okay. If you'll be there."

"Come onnnnn. What's the worst that could happen?"

Snow just shrugged at that. He looked down at himself, considering whether his casualwear was good enough for a meeting. He didn't get a chance to consider any longer before the lion just took him by the wrist and all but dragged him out the door. Maybe Rio could be a little brash at times, but it helped push past the cheetah's own shyness. There were so many people he'd managed to meet because of the lion pushing him along, just like he was at that very moment. So as nervous as he might have been, he allowed himself to be tugged forth and brought before the doorway to that neighbouring home.

Stepping between a veritable tunnel of bright red and violet flowers that framed the path to the door, they made the approach up the other cat's front steps. Snow was wringing his hands. Rio gave him a glance and an approving grin, but he didn't even offer to back out. Instead, he just grabbed the cat's wrist again, and made him hit the doorbell for the both of them. It took a while for a response. The cheetah squirmed, looking back towards him and Rio's own home like it was a safe haven, but the lion remained firm, refusing to move until the two of them got an answer.

She revealed herself with a certain flair, as if she'd been expecting them. One glance told them she was certainly dressed for guests. And then they had to fight not to take too many glances. The fine feline was all dressed up in black leather like she was ready for the road. They did see her pulling in on a motorbike now and then, so it wasn't entirely implausible that she just got home. The low cut of her top and the ample look at her cleavage was less practical for riding, but it did afford them a good look at the spiky, five-pointed adornment she wore around her neck. Was that a goat?

"Oh why hello there," she purred, apparently already happy to see them. "You must be the boys across the street."

"Hey!" came Rio's response, not missing a beat. "I'm Rio. This is Snow. Figured it was about time we said hi properly. Do you like wine?"

The leopard smirked. "I've been known to enjoy a little wine, here and there. Good to meet you. I'm Mahiri."

She gave Snow a wink that nearly floored him, and then just nodded to them.

"Well, were you coming in?"

"Oh!" Even Rio wasn't sure how to respond to that. He glanced at the cheetah and found him no help at all. "Well. We weren't planning to just invite ourselves in, but if you're offering ..."

"Of course. Why not get to know each other a little better, hm?"

The way she beckoned was enough to make their hearts flutter a little. As was the view from behind her when she turned with a swish of her tail and stepped deeper into the darkly-lit living room beyond. The sun still hadn't gone down yet, but it looked like night in there, with blackout curtains drawn and none of the lights on. Well, cats could see well in the dark anyway. They exchanged a glance, shrugged, and then stepped forth together past the threshold of the leopard's doorway, finding themselves immediately immersed in the warmth and the sweet scents of her home.

Had she been burning something? It smelled pleasantly of incense, though they couldn't find the source. Rio took his eyes off the lady cat's shapely backside for a moment to scan around his surroundings, and found himself taking in her rather unusual sense of decoration. Despite the brightness of her hair, it seemed the spotty kitty was a bit of a goth. There were trinkets and talismans, arcane-looking artistry, an elaborate chandelier above, and plenty of skulls affixed with burning candles. The scented smoke wafted through the room, until it was Rio's turn to feel a little light-headed. And of course, he didn't miss the large, rather suggestive portrait of the menacing figure above the unlit fireplace. The unsettling red eyes of that fearsomely grinning hyena on the canvas felt like they were always following him.

Mahiri quickly fetched three wine glasses and poured them a tall glass each. It was perhaps a bit early in the day for such things, but they certainly weren't going to complain. She invited them onto a pair of couches near the mantle and sprawled herself out across them with her legs crossed and her arms spread wide, splaying from end to end like a proper cat. From there, she reached for her drink, took a deep sip, and offered a satisfied rumble in response.

"Ohh. You have excellent taste. A good first impression, but I'm certainly not a snob about it." She leaned forward. Such posture created a precarious situation where her breasts seemed liable to slip free from her partly unzipped jacket at any moment. "Now, do tell me about yourselves."

They verbally fumbled over one another at first, both babbling a touch.

"Oh, you go ahead," Snow started.

"No, you can go," Rio said.

"It's alright actually you can just ..."

"No no, go on ..."

Mahiri gave a soft chuckle at the sight of the flustered boys, but she wasn't laughing at them. She let them take their time.

"Alright, well. I guess let me start, then," Rio finally relented. He was a far cry from his initial confidence, already biting his lip and flattening his ears under the gaze of the leopardess.

He found himself oddly self-conscious as he rattled off a laundry list of what he'd been up to lately. Life, work, hobbies, whatever came to mind. Mahiri was patient all throughout, nodding slowly, studying him. It was a slightly intrusive gaze perhaps, but he kept looking at her tits, so he couldn't judge. Finally, he held out his hands and gestured to her.

"What about you? I think I heard you were doing some work at the uni? Teaching what, exactly?"

With her wine glass fully drained, Mahiri dabbed a fingertip to the bottom and swirled it around a few times. Then she licked that digit clean in a way that couldn't have been meant to be anything but sultry.

"That's right. I've been giving lessons on occult history, modern witchcraft, demonology. I guess you could say I'm something of an expert."

Again she gave that wink. It was directed at Snow. Rio turned to see how the cheetah was taking it. Snow hadn't moved much since their initial introductions. He was watching the leopardess intently, never seeming to break eye contact. The lion wanted to shake him out of it but he didn't know how to do so without making it too obvious. Instead, he just gave a short laugh.

"Ah, yeah, I can see that. I didn't even know they taught that kind of thing over there. Is that ..."

He stopped himself before he could say what sprang to mind. Part of him wondered just how practical such things were in the mundane world, but it might have been rude to ask. She obviously considered it an important part of herself. Looking over at her in the shadowy living room, he caught the subtle trace of her tongue along her dark lips. It was a small gesture, but it was enough to make the room fade away a little, to make him hone in on her as if she was getting closer without even having to move. After catching himself silently staring, he drew back and gave his head a shake. Snow still hadn't broken out of it.

Almost entirely still and silent since they entered, the cheetah finally moved again. He got up without a word, and walked over to where the leopardess sat. She held out her hands to welcome him into her lap, sliding her fingers down his sides, then groping his pert butt as the two of them fell into a kiss. Rio couldn't help but arch his brow at that. She was attractive, certainly, but he'd never quite seen someone have that level of effect on Snow so quickly. He might have called it rude to kiss their host on the very first meeting, if it wasn't so clearly mutual as they hungrily made out with each other, exchanging deep leopard rumbles and pleasant cheetah purrs. The only hard part was figuring out what to do with himself in the meantime.

Shuffling awkwardly as he watched, he tried not to stare but he wasn't sure what else he was supposed to look at. The two of them fell over each other in an instant. It was more than just deep kissing, they were sloppily exchanging tongues, rumbling, growling, groping as they outright drooled on one another. Snow was grinding against Mahiri's middle before long. Rio just awkwardly cleared his throat, not for attention, but to try to dispel some of the discomfort of the moment. Just because it felt weird to sit there and watch didn't mean it wasn't turning him on, and the leopard paid him mind soon enough.

"Mmmf. Very good boy," she told Snow as she broke from that wet smooch to arch her head around the cheetah. "But let's not forget your handsome roommate. Rio, would you do me a big favour?"

The lion's ears perked at that. He gave a tentative answer. "Yyyeah?"

"If you head just down the hall, the second door on the left is my bedroom. Will you get something for me there?"

"Oh. Um. What am I looking for, exactly?"

Mahiri's tone dropped a little lower as her rumbles enveloped her words to make each one of them sultry and sugar-sweet. "You'll know it when you see it."

That was just the kind of vague and mysterious that he couldn't help consider a little sexy. Rio simply nodded. He wanted to do as she asked. It felt good to be asked a favour by her, in its own way. Maybe she'd see he could serve her well too, and then he'd switch places with Snow. Did he really just think that to himself? He hoped her occult knowledge didn't come with some sort of mind reading ability. After a short time with her, he was about ready to believe anything was possible. Though even then, he didn't expect what he saw on the other side of that tightly shut bedroom door.

The source of that incense smell was obvious. It still wafted up from the burnt-down sticks placed around the darkly scrawled circle of red. That probably wasn't blood. He hoped it wasn't blood. The pentagram came with the addition of numerous arcane symbols he couldn't possibly have understood, drawn right at the foot of a broad, queen-sized bed. That wasn't all. A glance around revealed an odd collage of photos, the old instant kind in the little frames. There were dozens of smiling faces, all lined up together, and some of them he swore he recognized from somewhere or other. Maybe on TV? The news? Maybe on telephone poles around town, once he thought about it.

Then there was the condom collection. He was surprised it wasn't the first thing he noticed, really. They were tucked over to one side of the room, an accumulated horde of stretched-out latex stuffed to the very brim with gallons of what must have been cum. They were tied off at the top, and affixed with photos of their own. Bright, smiling faces, some of them. Others were more shaken, more dazed-looking. Rio recognized that expression. It was the same one Snow had been wearing the last time he got a good look at the cheetah. And when he took another scan around the room, he soon found that Snow was among the gathered faces posted on the wall, looking absolutely wrecked, glassy-eyed, drooling in apparent lust.

Something clearly wasn't right. Had Snow already been over to visit the leopard without telling him? Or was that a more candid photo that Mahiri had somehow taken without either of their knowledge? He had so many questions. As for what he was supposed to bring back from there, he didn't know what she'd meant, nor did it matter anymore. He quickly turned on his heel in order to storm back and demand some answers, but she was blocking his way. Not Mahiri. Someone else, with a familiar grinning face.

The hyena was all the more frightening in person. Maybe she really had been watching him through the painting. Her crimson gaze penetrated him, pushing him back from the door with nothing more than a stare. He staggered. He held up his hands to defend himself. All she did was snicker while she burned a word into his mind. There was no need to introduce herself when her name simply appeared in his thoughts as if branded there, emanating its wickedness every time he considered it. Shirazi. It was her. He didn't know what that meant exactly, and at the same time he felt as if he perfectly understood the danger he was in. She was the one person, the one thing he never wanted to be standing in the same room with.

Shirazi didn't even bother to close the door behind her. She simply slinked towards him, lurching like a puppet on some tight strings as she reached for him, snickering all the wall. Her maddening laughter spilled down the hall, and yet no rescue came. It was starting to click into place. Snow wasn't unfamiliar with the leopardess. He was already serving her, through whatever strange mind control she had over him. And he was the sacrifice. The hyena backed him up against the wall, where his back pressed into those many photos of lost and missing people. He was starting to think he'd found them.

It still made sense to him to call for help. Maybe Snow was too busy being under the wicked cat's spell to rescue him, but someone else might have heard. He opened his mouth to cry out, but instead found himself abruptly silenced and nearly choking on her fingers as she shoved them into his mouth and throat alike. Curling them, she toyed with his teeth, rubbing them from the back, massaged his rough tongue while he struggled not to gag. Part of him wanted to bite down, but he didn't dare. It probably wouldn't have done him any good anyway. She wasn't normal, and she demonstrated that when she spoke.

"Shhhh, shhhh. Let the silence fill you mane-boy. Such a slab of flesh you are. My cat picks her fellow felines well. Does the betrayal sting? Will it make you taste bitter?"

With her free hand, she stroked down his chest with her claws. He didn't even realize how sharp they were until he felt his shirt split open, sliced in two down the front once she reached his middle. She withdrew her fingers and peeled him from his top, then lashed out with an overlong black tongue, lavishing his pecs with some smooth, slobbery slurps. He was coated in her drool before long, flinching at her touch, but finding his voice still stuck in his throat as if her fingers were still there. A distinctly un-leonine whimper escaped his lips when she used her teeth on him. Those were just as sharp as her claws.

Thankfully, she didn't do any real damage with her nibbling and gnawing. Working those fangs along his shoulder, and then the side of his neck, she chomped on him in an almost playful fashion. He didn't find it cute, to say the least. Not when he had a naked striped hyena who was almost assuredly a demon standing before him, her glossy black cock audibly firming up with a sound like flexing leather. That hardly sounded natural, but who was he to say what she could and couldn't do? His hands trembled as he meekly reached to push her away, but it wasn't until she fully activated his fight or flight that he managed to find the willpower to struggle.

From shuddering with lust as she teased, to abruptly, violently seizing him by the throat and mane and forcing him over towards the bed, she attacked without warning. He felt her claws, he felt her teeth, but that didn't stop him from using his full strength to try to knock her away, ramming his shoulder into her chest, grabbing her wrists and trying to pry them away, flashing his own fangs at her in a defensive snarl. She wasn't to be dissuaded. For all his strength and aggression, she still managed to easily force him down on his face, with his hands pulled firmly behind his back. The rattle of something metal came with something firm and cold binding his arms in place, leaving him wriggling and kicking as she attacked his pants with cackling glee.

"Dumb cat doesn't even know when he needs to be entered. Let us feel him struggle and scream. I'll take every last little drop of dignity lurking beneath your tufty tail."

"Don't you fuckin' ... Snow!" he finally called, desperate for anything that might have helped.

She was so much stronger than him, and effortlessly so too. Her softest touch was enough to completely pin him. He struggled to keep from smothering against the sex-scented sheets, catching hints of feline and hyena alike. She dragged the last of his clothes from his body, partly intact, partly shredded by her eager approach. Then she was upon him. He felt the warmth of her thick body rubbing against his mostly naked fur. He felt her cock, solidly engorged, dripping with sinful seed. She smeared it across his pelt, marking him with a rich scent that made him twitch his nose, made him purse his lips and strain not to take in too much of it at once. Not because it was unpleasant, but because he could feel the immediate effect such an intoxicating essence was already having on him. He didn't want to find himself enthralled just like Snow.

No help came for him. He had to wonder what Mahiri was doing to the poor cheetah just down the hall, but his focus was mostly on himself. Shirazi prodded around, grinding on him, humping him while he wriggled and tried to break from those tight, unnatural chains binding him. The more he fought against that metal, the softer it seemed to get, but not because he was weakening it in any way. Instead, it was simply transforming, from solid material to something squishy, something slimy. Maybe she changed her mind. A tentacle was a much kinkier thing to bind someone with after all.

With her teeth on his scruff and her tongue curling around to the front of his throat, she mounted him. A few strokes of her cock made slick with the coating of liquid lust constantly oozing from the tip. That was enough. When she prodded at his taut rim, he snorted out, showing his teeth, but he couldn't even bring himself to growl at her. His heart was pounding, his head ached with the fear of what she might do to him as soon as she was done satisfying herself. Getting stuffed full of her dick was only the start of it, he knew, but that didn't stop him from going into a mad struggle when she finally penetrated him, spreading him wide with the gift of that shiny demon cock.

"Yessssss," she hissed in his ear, drooling on his neck. "Mine to fuck. Mine to ravage. Mine to defile."

She certainly wasn't making love to him. No sooner did she get an inch wedged inside his tight, clenching rump and she just shoved forth to bottom out all at once with a slurp of juices sliding along his insides. He yowled. The sound just came out of him, sharp and almost ladylike while he got made into the hyena's bitch. She bit and licked and thumped her hips harshly against his butt, then reached down to give one of those cheeks a good spank for good measure. The slap echoed down the hall, leaving him wincing. He didn't manage to relax those muscles once they were all tensed up. Instead, he worked himself to exhaustion just trying to buck and squirm his way from beneath her, even while she fucked his ass numb with the steady plap of her fat nuts against the back of his own.

Her pace only got more brutal. From a steady, harsh fuck, to rapid-fire reaming, she moved with the kind of momentum and stamina that was far beyond a mortal. She fucked like a machine, accelerating until he couldn't even feel the individual thrusts spanking against his butt, then abruptly slowing to savour a long, indulgent grinding stroke in and out of him. The bed squeaked and sagged beneath their collective weight while she slammed him back down into it every time he tried to rise back up. Every time her dick twitched with pleasure inside him, she spurted another rope of thick precum and let out another shuddering snicker. By then she'd fucked him so full of her juices that they were squishing and squirting out from under his tail, soaking the surrounding fur, trickling down his taint, marking him with her scent a little more with every demonic thrust.

He felt her shudders growing more violent, felt her whole body quaking against his back while she thumped his ass full of belly-bulging hyena dick. All he could do was grit his teeth and pant, worn out from all the struggling and still getting fucked all the same. Her cock gave some harsh pulses while her whole body clenched up with impending orgasm. He felt her nuts jumping and flexing against his own as she buried herself deep. But just in case it wasn't obvious enough she was hitting her peak, she let out a shrill, absolutely deafening cackle right beside his head that left him temporarily deafened, his ears ringing over the sound of her squelching spunk shooting straight up inside him.

It rushed towards his belly until he was starting to feel the bloat and sag of the excess jizz pumping him full. There was something about the heat, about the sheer excess of all that cum absolutely stuffing him full, overflowing from around her buried dick, something about getting a demoness off so hard that made him start to firm up. Just a little at first, but once started he couldn't stop it. He got harder and harder beneath her while she made him her breathless little cumdump, his cheeks blazing hot at the realization that some part of him was enjoying what she was doing to him. At least she was the only one who'd know, he thought to himself right around the very moment he heard a pair of footsteps coming around the corner.

Rio and his roommate had seen each other naked plenty of times, but this time, he wanted to hide himself. Otherwise Snow was going to get a good look at his hard cock, pinned beneath him while hyena cum dripped down from under his tail. He wanted to try to explain himself, to say that she forced him to get hard, but all he could think to do was blush. Snow probably didn't care anyway. He was busy clinging to the leopardess' side like a loyal little pet, rubbing his head against one of her tits while she walked him into the room to join the depravity.

"Oh my. Seems like someone, likes your offering, Snow," Mahiri observed.

Shirazi just snickered in response. She pulled her cock back once it'd finally stopped firing off that fat load of cum, teasing at the idea of pulling out of him. Then she just gave a deep snarl and plunged her whole shaft back in, squeezing out a squirt of cum that didn't quite fit inside of him. With his rump soaked inside and out, every single thrust she gave in the second round of fucking that struggling lion raw made for some truly incredible slurping and suckling noises, splashing more and more hyena cream down over his balls, over his thighs, and of course the bed itself in the process of rutting his tender rear all over again. This time, he was a little tighter on her, clenching a little more as the constant pounding poured pleasure into his resistant body, whether he wanted to enjoy it or not.

The bed sagged even more as Mahiri pushed Snow down onto it. Unlike the lion, the cheetah didn't resist in the slightest. He was purring to the point of nearly moaning for her, his cock stiff as he waited for the leopardess to overtake him. Despite the manic thumping going on just beside the pair, the two spotted cats moved much more slowly and seductively, rubbing their naked forms against one another as they rumbled into each other's mouths. Rio's eyes strayed briefly to the sight of the naked leopard, taking in her soft curves, her ample bust pressing down firmly to Snow's chest, but he was too busy getting rammed senseless to admire her too much.

"You've been such a good kitty. Do you know that, Snow?" the leopardess cooed.

"Yes Mistress," was the cheetah's confident response. Rio got the sense that wasn't the first time those words had left his mouth.

"I'm going to reward you just like I told you. But first, I want to feel you. I want you to pour your adoration out inside me."

"Yes Mis- ahh!"

Snow didn't finish before he cried out in bliss, mewling as the bigger cat slipped smoothly down on his shaft, enveloping him in an enticingly tight, indulgently wet leopard pussy. She took him to the very base all in one motion, pressing her whole body down on him while she squeezed his hips between her thighs. Soon she was atop him as if in prayer, smooching him on the lips, laying her hefty tits upon his chest, knees bent, hips pumping to ride that cock in smooth, elegant motions. They were a far cry from the demonic thumping going on just beside her, though Rio couldn't deny Shirazi's own style was effective, in its own way.

It didn't take long for the slip-slopping sounds of wet sex coming from the spotty pair to rival that of the hyena and lion. The juices of their mutual desires poured down Snow's dick, down his thighs, over the curves of his hips while he soaked in his demonic mistress' scent, sucked on her tongue, swallowed all the saliva he made her drool into his mouth. She pressed him inside her as deeply as he could reach, then drew back to swing her lashing tail and bounce that thick ass atop him with her firm riding thrusts. It didn't take her long to pick up speed. The bed groaned as if in dismay while she milked the moans from her cheetah pet at a faster and faster pace, right beside the hyena savagely pounding the sense right out of the lion she'd claimed for herself. It didn't take long for them to reach something of a synced pace. Maybe they weren't as different as they first seemed.

The hyena's laughter was getting to Rio. And not even in a bad way. She cackled madly while she fucked him stupid, and in his groaning, flinching, still-writhing state he couldn't help but find himself chuckling right along with her. Subtly at first, but just like he'd firmed for her, a little soon became a lot. He snickered his way into absolute hysterics while she bellowed her amusement straight into his brain. That unhinged sound shook his thoughts, rattled his mind, broke him from a proud lion into a demon's drooling slut. He was clenching on her by then, arching his back, pressing up into her hot, sweaty body as an offering, craving even more of her cum inside him a little more with every single savage stroke.

Snow couldn't endure any longer. Not with Mahiri's sweet, silky pussy milking him with such primal insistence. She wouldn't relent, planting her hands on either side of his head and simply staring intently into his face while he whimpered for her. He kept trying to say her name, but he never got past the first letter. Or maybe he was trying to say her title. Instead, he just chirped and moaned and scrunched up his face while she schlicked that tight slit up and down his dick, making his balls slap against her folds while she mercilessly rode him for all he could give. The shakes and quivers started all the way down in his toes and tail, soon climbing up through his body as orgasm possessed his entire being at once. He was ready to give everything to his dark mistress.

Laughing away all the while, Rio finally lost control of his own pleasure. Stiffly throbbing against his belly, soaking his abs in the pre Shirazi had managed to fuck out of him, he fell into a broken attempt at a roar. It sounded more like a grunt, even a burp. There was no elegance, no pride left in that sex-drenched lion, all soaked in hyena sweat and cum, smelling of her lust. His dick gave one more harsh throb and then he simply erupted. It was enough to send him into a convulsing frenzy, shaking beneath the hyena while she clung to him and stuffed herself balls-deep in his flexing rump. Soon she emptied her nuts inside him once more, going off with a potent whoop of hyena noise and a satisfying glsssh of fresh demon seed erupting within the lion's backside.

Mahiri was the only one not joined in the chorus of climactic cries. She gave the cheetah a few more deep, grinding strokes and then tossed her head back with a splay of her crimson hair to fill the noise with the sound of her roar. It was a vastly more powerful sound than Rio's failed attempt. He was letting a leopardess outdo his natural sounds while a hyena filled him with hot cum, and all he could do about it was spurt all over himself in the process. Then there came Mahiri's snarls as she clamped up tight around Snow's cock and absolutely drained him like a proper succubus. Those pulsing cheetah nuts were soon working overtime just to give her all the cum she craved, shot deep within her corrupted womb.

She rested there atop him, drawing her tongue along her lips, making sure Snow was watching her at every moment. There was saliva welling up in her mouth that a little bit dripped down onto the pinned cheetah, but that didn't stop him from staring at her in utter adoration. Planting an elbow beside his head, she rested her chin on a palm, lazing over him with his dick still wedged within her splattered sex. Her purrs grew to something even more potent, like a constant rumbling bellow of contentment - and anticipation.

"That's a good little chirpy pet," she resonated. "You know what happens now. Let's let your friend watch while you go where you belong."

Before he could respond, she straightened up and made him yelp with the shock of stimulation that came with her abruptly pulling off his cock, leaving him slopped with his own spunk and plenty of t leopard juices. She stood above him, making a show of tracing her fingers and claws alike along her sides, along her hips and curves. Then a good squeeze to her breasts came with a wink to her precious pet. She spoke even more softly to him.

"I want to make you part of me, to carry you around wherever I go. Body and soul. I can think of no greater gift for such a loyal, adoring devotee."

She held out her hands, and Snow didn't hesitate to take them, giving off a purr all the way. His were gentle in comparison to her own constant rumbles, projected outwards like an aura of absolute power. Her eyes were still green, but they were blazing with a corrupting glimmer of their own, lighting up the dark room, seeming to paint Snow's fur green. She brought him close and then wrapped her arms around her, burying his face right between her plush tits until he was completely smothered in her cleavage. Her whispers were meant only for him.

"You're going to help make them so much bigger."

With that, she tugged him back, just a little, and tilted his chin up towards her so he could get a thorough glimpse of her jaws parting wide in front of his face. She wafted her warm breath over his features and then enveloped him all in one heavy omf of a bite. Her teeth skimmed through his hair and fur, combing their way along as she engulfed him in her wet maw, stretching her mouth around his entire head with ease. It was far from natural - but so was she. But for the occasional muffled little grunt and groan, eating her beloved pet seemed so effortless. Those sounds might even have been more pleasure than strain.

Soon she had her hands walking down the naked form of her pet-turned prey, taking a double handful of his rump to help heft him up and shove him straight down her throat. There was no doubt where he was going. Shirazi wrenched the lion around, still shoved deeply inside him, idly humping his butt while she held him in place and yanked back on his mane. She wanted him to watch. She wanted him to see Snow disappearing so willingly into the corrupted cat, snickering in the lion's ear the whole time. Mahiri was eating the cheetah alive and whole, turning him into a thick, impressive bulge in her creamy white throat, all the way down.

She tucked his pleasured expression behind her tits and worked on gobbling him right off his feet. Clutching his butt in both hands, she held him close to her chest and loudly, wetly swallowed until she was halfway done and Snow's head settled into her gut at last. Her middle expanded beneath her breasts while she filled up with squirmy cheetah. Though none of those wriggles were signs of resistance. The cheetah sighed and moaned his way down on the long, slippery slide down that slick tunnel, accepting his future fate as leopardess pudge in every way.

Rio's eyes were wide with horror, but every time he tried to say something, Shirazi gave him another harsh thrust, anticipating his words. He probably couldn't have formed any actual words anyway. His throat was hoarse from laughing so much, his body was wracked with pleasure and soreness alike. Instead, he was left to witness the cheetah's spotty thighs getting slurped away between plump black leopard lips. She worked rapidly, feasting upon him without so much as savouring his shapely form on the way down, devouring her way along his legs until he was little more than a pair of wiggly paws framed between her teeth. One good lick of those and she tipped her head straight back to finish him off in a heavy, extended ullllp that ended with a showy sigh and a slump of her body.

Mahiri quickly clutched her prey-stuffed gut in both hands, admiring that pregnant-looking belly while it squeezed in around Snow to highlight the shape of the prey inside. Then she gave a little belch, modest given the enormous effort she just expended getting the whole cheetah down. She managed to stay standing, straightening up so she could jut out her fattened belly while the gurgles already started. They were plenty audible on the outside. She massaged her middle and kept the cheetah moving and squirming for her while the rapid digestive process kicked up louder and more aggressively all around him, churning, kneading, crushing inwards on the captive cat while she prepared to turn him into more of herself.

"See how good he is? He wanted it, and he still does, even while I digest him." Mahiri spoke while looking directly into the eyes of the shaken lion. "Such a precious trophy he shall be, joined with all the others on my tits, hips, butt, and thighs."

The word thighs was almost inaudible for how loud her gut got by the end of her sentence. She moaned out loud and stretched her arms up and behind her head, slowly swaying in a belly dance of sorts while she started to visibly melt the cheetah inside her. What began as a distinct outline, a silhouette of Snow's form pushing out of the white fur started to smooth over and soften down with every noisy churn. She sloshed his spots away, melting down his distinct features, smoothed him over like a polished rock while she absorbed his mortal and eternal essences all at once. It didn't take long before her flattening belly started to glow.

Extracting his soul from his flesh while she digested him, she left him caught up in a confused state of pleasure and absolute submission, feeling no pain, no fear even as she claimed every last little piece of him for herself. From a distinct bulge to a bump, a lump of meat that vaguely twitched while she simmered him to nothing. Through it all, she was thickening, fattening up her curves with his devotion. Her breasts took on some extra weight, but remained just as perky as before. Her thighs got wider, her hips and ass more padded. Everything that had already been attractive about her got that much softer and more ample, but that wasn't the only change that came over her. She took a little something else from her male prey for herself.

Where she had a slick pussy all full of cheetah cum moments ago, she soon shifted to a fat, uncut dick that closely matched Shirazi's own poised over a pair of fat nuts that clenched taut with every churn of her belly. It was hard to say whose was thicker or shinier. The hyena's was still sheathed deeply in the lion, idly fucking him while she enjoyed the show. Rio could feel the demon throbbing with lust under his tail, not even from sex, but from the sight of the leopardess making the cheetah her own. There was only a little of Snow left by then in that flattening, softening stomach. Mahiri clutched him and squeezed him while he twitched his last, converted into little more than a piece of meat, of melted, burbling chyme deep inside her. Just like he'd wanted to be.

Another sigh, and then a growl of satisfaction said she was done. Snow was gone, eaten and digested like the good mortal prey he was. The ghostly glow of a digesting soul flickered and faded away beneath Mahiri's fur, until there wasn't a sign of the cheetah left. He was all hers, permanently absorbed into her pudge, kept close as padding upon her demonic body. From there, she stepped forth, swinging her new cock as it stiffened, dripping a thick strand of pre. A feisty snarl at the lion made him flinch, though her words still came softly and seductively.

"Your friend didn't just make me fat. He filled my balls up so nicely, nnnf. You'll help me let off the pressure, won't you?"

Of course he didn't have a choice. He felt Shirazi's fingers curl into his mouth and pull his lips back in the process of prying his jaw open, but it was hardly necessary. They'd broken him enough that he was ready to accept giving her a good, thorough sucking. His senses were swiftly overwhelmed with her demon scent, huffing the musk from her fur while she slipped her new dick across his tongue. When he latched on without even needing to be told, she arched her back and gave a few muzzle-smacking thrusts, purring richly.

"Ahhh. You've made him into a good boy," Mahiri mused as she felt the lion so willingly sucking her off. "I think he deserves something special once he swallows the load his friend helped me make."

Her nuts smacked up against Rio's chin while he gave her a sloppy, slobbery blowjob, unable to keep from drooling as she hammered that taste into his tongue. Nor could he keep silent, groaning, moaning, whimpering away as the hyena's idle pace turned manic once more, without any sort of warning. One moment she was slowly tugging her cock in and out of him, and the next she was ramming him, rutting him, going full speed beneath his tail all over again no matter how full of cum his belly and rump already were.

They spitroasted the lion beneath them while he got smashed into the sagging bed. Somehow it didn't break. The same could hardly have been said of him. He was drooling around the leopard's dick, letting it slip and slide along his tongue and plunge straight into his throat. He didn't even choke on it, though now and then it made him glurk as he adjusted to that girth stretching his gullet. Obediently swallowing her precum, he found himself tensing up in anticipation of another cumshot inside him, this time from both sides. Shirazi rapidly puffed on the back of his head and sodden mane, drooling on him while she spanked his butt with her balls and hips, over and over again, fucking his ass absolutely numb. Yet he still felt every single thrust pushing deep inside him, grinding over that pleasure button, setting him off whether he wanted to cum again or not.

He was almost afraid of going over the edge again. His body felt too drained, too sensitive for that. Yet when there came that initial rush of heated demon cream shooting into his rump, he found himself going off without control, totally hands free. Lion cum splattered across the sheets and kept on shooting even once Shirazi suddenly yanked herself free of his abused rear and laid the rest of her load all over his back. He felt her scent clinging to him, sinking into him like a corrupting mark, letting all know that this lion had been truly, thoroughly fucked by a hyena, blushing deeply at the domination. And he still had Mahiri's contribution to deal with.

Another toss of her head, a sawing, rolling snarl, and the leopardess grabbed the lion by the mane to stuff him all the way down on her cock as she pumped her way to a peak, stuffed inside his throat. He could only desperately guzzle as she flooded him with her cum, with all that seed made all the thicker by the cheetah she'd digested. Maybe some of that spunk even was Snow, or pieces of his soul. Rio didn't know how demons worked, just that he was going to drown if he didn't work overtime swallowing down as much leopardess cum as he possibly could while he got soaked and slathered in hot hyena jizz like the little cumrag he'd become.

When Mahiri finally pulled back, panting hot steam from her open jaws, she rubbed her dick off on his cheek and brushed it through his mane to smear him with the remnants of those juices. He was left coughing and drooling over the edge of the bed, globs of cum dislodge from his throat while plenty more dripped from his drenched fur. He couldn't move much. He stewed there in Shirazi and his own jizz, feeling it coating him from all sides, marking him beyond what a simple shower could have fixed. They were demons, and their taint wasn't going to wash away easily. If they even let him walk out of there.

"Look into my eyes," the leopard commanded, quietly yet firmly.

Rio felt as if he had no choice. Her voice was compelling. Tipping his splattered face towards her, he lost himself in the emerald stare that met him, unblinking as she swayed above him, purring and softly smiling. Then there came a flash of light that left him temporarily blinded, blinking his way back to sight for several seconds. He didn't see a camera. Something had simply captured him, in his vulnerable, broken moment.

"Another for the collection. Now. Where do you think he wants to go?" Mahiri asked.

"Eheheheheeee ..." came that initial cackle, followed by a babble of words he somehow understood, or thought he did. "Will he wail in the scorching pit? Will he engorge the spire and swell the tanks? Perhaps a dive into the cavern, a sit, a squish, a plunge into my darkness where his fate awaits. How will he face his delicious oblivion?"

They laughed together, with Mahiri joining Shirazi in less-imposing giggles. Then they kissed over their cum-soaked captor and victim. Mahiri bent down low to speak to the panting lion.

"Shirazi wants to know how you want her to eat you, Rio. You can go into her any way you want. Her mouth, her cock, her ass ... maybe you even have other ideas."

The lion simply blinked at that. Mahiri said it like it was such a kindness they were granting him. He felt the hyena's tongue on the back of his neck, and then yelped when she grabbed his shoulders so suddenly and spun him around to face her. Looking her up and down, he shied away from the sight of her, all dripping and depraved, still throbbing for him despite pumping him full of enough spunk to leave him bloated. She ran her hand up and down her cock, loudly schlicking as she worked, and left him trembling before her infernal presence while she waited for a response.

Finally, he managed to ask her something in a tiny voice hardly befitting of a lion like him.

"Which way's the fastest?"

It was a surprisingly clear query after all he'd been through. He figured he didn't want to squirm and struggle inside her for too long. There was no getting away. He just had to get it over with. Shirazi pondered with a tap of her chin, then swiped her black tongue along her fangs.

"You wouldn't last a minute in my stomach. A slide down my throat and you'll just be gone."

Rio shuddered again, trying not to picture it before it happened. He simply nodded.

"Then ... that. Just make it fast."

"Yessssss," the hyena cackle-hissed. "You'd perish ever so swiftly beneath my stripes ... which is precisely why I'm putting you in my fat fucking nuts instead."

The lion recoiled, shaking his head, holding up his hands. "But you said ..."

"I say many things, most of them true," Shirazi snickered, snatching him by the mane once more.

"I tried," Mahiri said with a shrug and a grin. "Sometimes she just wants what she wants."

He couldn't fight her. She forced his face down in front of her sex-smeared shaft and soon smothered him against the tip. Was it getting bigger? He swore it was throbbing even harder than before, dripping all the more, putting out a torrent of precum to spatter his features. He kept shaking his head, trying not to let her line up his muzzle with that gaping slit, but she forced him there anyway as that spunk-slathered shaft engulfed his nose, his mouth, and then the rest of his face. It flexed so easily around his features, expanding with ease, swallowing him up with what sounded like the same wet gllllps that had led to Snow's demise.

Rio was swiftly engulfed in hot demon musk while he got swallowed by Shirazi's cock as if it were any other throat. It gripped and tugged him much like one, dragging him inwards inch after inch, dousing him in the heat of the hyena's body. Her balls were a sweltering place to dunk into, but it didn't take long before she was forcing him into her swelling sack facefirst. He huffed and gasped just trying to breathe without passing out on the wafting pheromones within her, drenched in the cum that filled those expanding tanks. Her dick had definitely fattened while she ate him. It was big enough to wrap around his shoulders without even making too tremendous of a bulge, and the rest of his ample body followed with every slick, stiff cock-gulp.

He fought her a little more, but it was little more than his own token resistance by then. Not even fear could motivate him against the inevitable. He was going to be digested by a demon, and his soul wasn't going to escape. He pushed his hands out at the hyena's sagging nuts, his overwhelmed expression partly visible beneath the layers while she slurped past his waist and squeezed his dick into her own. Hugging her inner flesh around his bruised butt made him whimper a little, but she slurped those squirming legs down all the same. Taking him right down to the tufty paintbrush tail, she let her grip linger on his ankles a while so Mahiri could lean in and give him a ticklish lick on the soles before he was fully gone.

From there, he dunked down into the sloshing chamber of the hyena's balls, vanishing entirely but for the heavy bulge he made between her thighs, sagging almost down to the floor. Shirazi spread herself across the bed, stroking at her shaft until Mahiri cuddled in beside her to do the rubbing for her. She caressed and admired the hyena's engorged shaft, more than doubled in size for the sake of smoothly swallowing the hyena whole. From there, Shirazi's balls churned up into an aggressive, bouncing, clenching attack upon their occupants, determined to snuff him out and process him into fresh jizz as efficiently as possible.

Pressing out on the nearly crushing force of the slippery walls around him didn't do much. Rio was consistently overpowered, overwhelmed, and helpless deep inside the demon's sack. Shirazi cackled and moaned as she churned him, clenching up so very tight they could see nearly every detail of his face outlined beneath her flesh. Then she relaxed again, letting her balls slosh back down to the bed, jiggling and splashing the cum inside all over Rio. That spunk was already getting thicker, getting more plentiful with all the cream he was helping create. He couldn't feel his toes anymore.

Soon, that haunting numbing crept its way up along his legs while the jizz rose up higher and higher, simmering around his neck between clenches. When Shirazi gave another one of those squishing, clamping flexes around him, he was fully immersed in her jizz, choking some of it down. The rest just got into his every orifice, his every pore, until he could hardly tell himself from the creamy contents he was simmering in. That sensation was a literal one as he sank down to join the hot nutsludge getting sloshed up extra thick thanks to his melting body. He even managed to glimpse some of his own gooey demise thanks to the ghostly flicker of blue-green energy that faded a little more with every heated squeeze around his body. Most of it was probably his own soul, but there were the faintest glimmers of others dwelling deep down in that hellish pit, lost forever in the gurgling darkness.

"Almost there, almost there ..." Mahiri encouraged. "Finish him for me ..."

Shirazi just shook with her barely-contained hysterics. She tilted her head down just to yell at him before he was fully gone.

"The lions sleep the sweetest in the creamed. I'll suck that soul out and shoot it forth like the ever-cannon in the depths. You'll know the dark when I'm done with you. You'll finally see the nothing you always were."

He didn't know what she meant. It didn't matter. He was hesitant to even squirm, because one good wobble probably would have been enough to shake apart his cummified form. When she tensed up and held her nuts taut around him, he knew it was over. She flexed, she squeezed, she forcefully crushed his gooey, cum-inundated shape and ended him in one final sclurrrrrrrk of a clench. From there, there was nothing left but the gurgling of a freshly-churned load inside her overstuffed, perfectly round nuts. She whooped her satisfaction and shot up from the bed as if reanimated by lightning, gesturing for Mahiri to hurry.

"Give me his cell," she demanded, and Mahiri moved quickly to fetch it.

The demon hyena laid back and cackled her delight while the leopard diligently wrapped that extra-durable condom around her prey fattened dick. Mahiri didn't need to stroke that plump hyena cock to get Shirazi off, but she couldn't help herself. A few double-handed tugs and she felt it twitching beneath her fingers, expanding and bulging with the force of pleasure crackling through her. She took on a truly terrifying snarl that even made Mahiri step back for a moment as her balls pumped hard and her dick bulged with the sheer volume of spunk exploding out of her. Rio's journey was finished at last, and his body and soul made for a truly enormous load of fresh hyena cum.

Shirazi jizzed him out until that condom stretched like a balloon, sagging to the ground with a thud and expanding from there. Somehow it didn't burst. Mahiri glanced at it, feeling the temptation perhaps to sneak a claw into the latex just to see how hard it might erupt, but it was a valuable trophy. Just like all the others. A few last traces of colour flickered in the river of spunk contained within that barrier, but they were gone as soon as she noticed them. A final glimpse of Rio's soul before the cum he was completely wiped away his existence. The only remaining sign of him was a photo that Mahiri pulled from a drawer.

She gingerly applied it onto the side of the condom by the time Shirazi was done. It slowly faded into sight like it had been recently snapped. The lion's face was just as they captured it, frozen in that shattered, humiliated expression they gave him before his end. The hyena snorted, huffed, drooled, and finally allowed herself to simply moan instead of laugh her way through the pleasure. Mahiri tugged that latex from that slathered shaft and expertly tied off the top without spilling so much as a drop, then moved it over with the rest. There were enough accumulated there they were going to have to start thinking about where to store them. But rather than concern herself with that, Mahiri instead slipped beside the hyena and snuggled up with a rumble.

"Now. Who should we lure in next? Craving any particular species?" she lovingly asked her demoness, smooching her on the cheek.

"Heehee ..." was the extent of Shirazi's answer, for the moment.

It might not have sounded like one, but Mahiri knew it to be a compliment. Not to her, but to that prey who had so thoroughly satisfied Shirazi, she wasn't even thinking about more. To leave a demon's appetite so fulfilled she was temporarily content was no small feat. Of course, neither Snow nor Rio were around to be proud of themselves. They were gone, part of the demons next door, and they would never be seen again.