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Authors Note: This is a extreme vore story that contains a victim aka prey that gets eaten by a predator. As such this is classed as extreme content and should be read by persons of age 18+. This story is 100% human created with 0% AI involved. I do not give the right or permission for this work to be used for any training purposes on said AI services.Authors Note: This is a extreme vore story that contains a victim aka prey that gets eaten by a predator. As such this is classed as extreme content and should be read by persons of age 18+. This story is 100% human created with 0% AI involved. I do not give the right or permission for this work to be used for any training purposes on said AI services.Authors Note: This is a extreme vore story that contains a victim aka prey that gets eaten by a predator. As such this is classed as extreme content and should be read by persons of age 18+. This story is 100% human created with 0% AI involved. I do not give the right or permission for this work to be used for any training purposes on said AI services.Authors Note: This is a extreme vore story that contains a victim aka prey that gets eaten by a predator. As such this is classed as extreme content and should be read by persons of age 18+. This story is 100% human created with 0% AI involved. I do not give the right or permission for this work to be used for any training purposes on said AI services.

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Mark was a huge Great White Shark, he stood at an impressive ten feet tall with his blueish silver skin that reflected the light from the room, the whiter front of his torso, muscled and also fat, the large male breasts that wobbled slightly, the big gut that the shark had as he stood there topless in front of the dolphin that was tied up in the cage in front of him. The dolphin was also plump, clearly the male had been fed food so that willingly or not to get to this side, the roundness of the male was clearly visible since he was also naked, only clothing that he had were the binds around his ankles, wrists and a mask over his snout that kept it tightly closed.

The White Shark grinned widely as he saw the fear in the other mammal fisheyes, the lips parted as the shark showed off the many rows of teeth in his mouth and spoke. “You’ll do for our dinner.” The dolphin squirmed about in the restraints as the male shark placed a hand on the round plump belly of the dolphin and gave it a rub, the skin slowly wearing the dolphin skin down as that look of fear in the captured mammal’s eyes quickly turned to fear. “Now, now. You wouldn’t want to make my family unhappy in not having a holiday meal now, would you?” Slowly, the shark slipped a finger so that it pressed into the belly button of the male who felt the sharp claw of the shark. Only the sharp exhale of air came from the blow hole at the back of the head as a tiny trail of blood slowly oozed out from the belly button and Mark inhaled as his thick two cocks slipped out from the slit, pressed up against his pants. “My, my, you do know how to turn a shark on, don’t you?”

The shark reached around and unhooked the collar from the cage and then pulled the dolphin across the kitchen until they were next to the stainless-steel table. With ease as his arm muscles bulged, Mark lifted up the other male until he slid the body onto the cold surface to study the specimen all over, the hands of the shark slid over the entire naked body, inspecting the skin on the top, the flesh that was underneath as he tapped the fat blubber and slowly his lips began to get wet from the saliva that dribbled down along his throat and chest. “Got to say, this is way better than last year.” The shark spoke gently and quietly, his long fingers reached that slit and slowly he began to rub it while he held the head of the dolphin with his other hand. “Look, you know what happened and you know this is for the safety of your family so could you at least accept it, and I can take these restraints off you and give you one final enjoyable time before the end?”

Both set of eyes looked at each other, the shark that looked questionably at the dolphin who looked away briefly as thoughts ran through his head. It was though the alluring feeling around his slit that quickly made the skin around there fill up with blood as the greyish white skin began to go pink, then the sound of wet precum formed along the line as the shark felt the warm gooey substance seep into his scaled skin and the nerves felt the wetness. Mark saw the dolphin turn back to face him again and slowly the rostrum nodded in acceptance. It was then, that the shark removed his hand and walked over to the side of the room and pulled two gloves from the cardboard box. Carefully, the male pushed each hand into them as the rubber slipped into place with a snap and he padded back over again as the soles of his feet slapped against the cold tiled kitchen floor. “Good boy, now I don’t have to hurt you when I please you.”

This time when the shark ran his palm over the skin of the dolphin, it was smooth and the glove stopped the tiny razer sharp scales from rubbing over the other male’s skin, cutting it. With a smooth motion down, the hand went back to the pinkish area of the tummy and then began to run his fingers over the slit again which only got deeper in colour as the clear liquid oozed out, the edges thickened up before parting to the side. With a look, Mark saw the bright red cock slowly began to slip from its safety home and carefully, the shark took hold of it and began to stroke it while the cock moved about, the tip curling around as thick precum oozed out.

As the dolphin laid there on the cold metal table, the restraints were still on as the hands moved about to the side of his own torso. Slowly the shark stroked that thick cock that got wider the further down to the slit he went and then let go as he moved to where the wrist was and gently took hold of it, then unbuckled the leather strap as he freed one of the hands. Slowly, Mark lowered that hand down and pressed it against the metal top of the table, while his other hand reached down and pressed a button as a metal ring snapped over the wrist. “Don’t want you falling off the table now, when you get close to climaxing.” The words were soft, gentle, alluring to offer safety and peace, which helped as the dolphin male became overwhelmed with lust from his now throbbing cock and spoke softly. “Okay.”

Mark went about the table and did the same to the ankles and wrists as well as the tail, securing the male dolphin onto the metal slab table until the big male couldn’t move anymore. Then the shark pushed another button as the table changed shape, the sound of metal moving against each other, spreading the legs apart as the table dropped down a bit and lifted the head part of the dolphin until the shark saw the male move into position. It was then that Mark undressed fully, his two big cocks sprung up into the cooler room air as clear lines of pre sprayed over the soft skin of the dolphin’s belly. With the legs stretched out, the tail pulled back, the shark came close to the male and slowly reached with his hand to rub that small slit, the anus of the tied down male and slowly he pushed a finger into it, the rubber glove made a slight sound as it became wet from the moisture inside. The dolphin just watched and moaned as his own cock sprayed sticky pre between the two males.

As the slimy male fluids squirted against each other, the stench that kicked off the parts of their brains to make more of their leaky precum, the two males looked at each other in the eyes as the shark gave a tooth grin and then reached up as he held the head of the dolphin, a button on the side of the table was pressed and a metal hoop restraint went over the throat, now that the male was secure, the shark face turned from friendly to a darker look. Another button was pressed down, and the dolphin stared wide eyed as a rubber tube slid into his blow hole, sinking in until no outside air could be inhaled. Then fresh air came through the tube as the dolphin sighed, it happened so quickly there was no time for the male to exert himself against the restraints. The shark however, remained with that dark look as his hand moved down to grip both of his cocks now, pressing them together as thick globs of precum oozed from the very tips.

Slowly, Mark pushed those cockheads against that anal slit and he felt the skin part as those thick heads slipped into the mammal, the dolphin gasped loudly as his slit spread open, then he gave a painful sound as the thick shafts continued to pull and stretch the skin until slowly there were a few cracks and a bit of blood started to dribble down the smooth dolphin skin. When Mark detected that, he gave a growl and thrust forwards, the cocks slammed all the way into the dolphin as he gave a loud moan at the same time as the dolphin gave a loud squeak of pain. “Ow.” The Shark reached up and placed his hand around the snout of the dolphin and kept it closed. “Shush, food doesn’t speak.” The two males looked at each other and the dolphin saw the look in the eyes as Mark continued. “You make a fine feast for me and my family on Christmas.”

The Great White pulled out as his cocks were streaked with blood and fish meat then he rammed them back in again as the larger male started to fuck the dolphin hard now, the wet slaps as both bodies slapped against one another, the dolphin couldn’t move as he flexed his arms and legs but was securely strapped down and as for Mark, the stench of the blood from the dolphin was only driving him on as he used that blood as lube as it sickly slurped and popped wetly while his two cocks slipped in and out of the rear back passage. Slowly the dolphin could see the mouth of the Great White open as those sharp rows of teeth came into view, the male shivered from the sight of them. All he could see from the large black orb eyes was lust and hunger that ran on forever. So, the dolphin tried to look away but the tube in his blow hole made that impossible when it started to hurt back there and so, the male could only look back into those eyes that moved back and forwards slightly as the larger male continued to fuck into his body.

With each thrust, the two shark cocks throbbed, thickening out as they continued to push into the bloodied mess of the dolphin, the male gripped the side of the metal table as his strong hips slammed forwards as the two males heard the loud slapping of fish against mammal fish, the skin around the belly got badly scratched from the sharp scales of the shark. Slowly, Mark reached with his longest finger and pressed another button as he grinned toothily at the male he was currently fucking. When the air started to fade away, the dolphin tensed up and then struggled as the air had stopped, the male couldn’t breathe. It was then that he felt something cold pushed into his blowhole as the tube was full of mushy pink fish paste that was pumped into the dolphin now, the thick sludge sliding down into the mammal lungs.

And so, the Great White continued to slam his hips against the dolphin’s as he watched the horror going on in the other males’ eyes, that fight for life as he watched the male struggle in a fight that he could never win. There was no win for the dolphin and as the shark was being pushed on by his own aroused state of mind, plus the blood lust as each time the shark inhaled and smelled that rich dolphin blood, he could only fuck into that ruined back hole harder and faster as a pool of blood formed on the kitchen tiled floor, mixed with the thick precum of the shark that gave it a marbled look. The back passage of the dolphin started to constrict as the male mammal was fighting for breath, the fear in the eyes turned the shark on more as he felt more resistance in his large fat shafts, the sensation of that mammal fish inner flesh walls tugging at his two cocks, the web of precum surrounding both fleshy shark dicks, the ropes of blood as Mark grunted now lustfully.

With a loud cry, the dolphin gave the last sound of life as his squeaky voice turned into a horrid sensation of gurgles before the thick paste of fish meat game oozing from the snout, falling onto the chest and belly as the shark saw the eyes that looked back towards him, cloud over as the last automated gripping around his dick sent Mark over the cliff as his inner balls let loose as his thick gooey white cum spat out from both dicks as it splashed about the fleshy warm inner walls of the dolphin. With the blubber about his inner thighs, Mark felt his legs shake and throb as his cocks continued to push out the thick gooey shark cum into the dying or dead by now dolphin male, only parts of the mammal anthropomorphic fish moved about not knowing that it had died as the anus muscles continued to squeeze those two fat shark cocks, milking the two members as it continued to spurt out the thick milky fish juice.

Mark took deep breaths in and out as he pressed the button again and the fish paste slowly stopped falling from the open dead mouth of the dolphin and he stood still before he fell forwards as the table moved backwards and then the shark left the floor as he saw the table thud back into it’s original position and he was on top of the dead dolphin with his two cocks throbbed deep within the spasming bowels that were slowly getting weaker with each passing second. Slowly, the shark pulled out as his two shafts parted slightly, the cum and blood stretched between the two white skinned shark sausages and then with a loud wet pop, the fat heads of his dicks came out as blood, cum and dolphin flesh spewed all over the groin and belly of the dead male. Ropes of the gooey blood and cum just hung between the living and the dead as David slowly moved before he climbed off from the table and looked at the now fresh meat that was laid out before him. Carefully Mark took off the gloves as the shark continued to stand there naked, his groin smothered in deep red blood as it travelled down his inner thighs and dropped the gloves as they made a splat onto the tiles, it was time to get to work.

The shark hands searched and pulled on several levers, locking the table in place before his feet unlocked the wheels and he began to push the wheeled table about the kitchen as he made his way to one side, the Great White turned the table ninety degrees and then pushed it sideways against the wall as he used his feet to turn on the brakes again. Mark then reached for the handle, pulling on it as it came out and then started to turn the handle clockwise as the table rose upwards. When it came to the correct height, he stopped and pushed the handle back into the side of the table again to lock it into place, then slowly he began to change the direction of the table’s angle as he lowered the feet downwards, while watching the upper go up. Then the Great White locked that into place as he looked at the situation in front of him, took a step back and then walked to the corner as he picked up the small stepladder and brought it back where the dolphin lay and placed down in front of the higher part of the dead male dolphin.

Slowly the large Great White stepped up the ladder and began to take off the restraints, the first to go was the neck restraint as that was slowly unlocked and put back into the table at a press of a button, then the shark reached to grasp hold of the head, lifted it from the metal surface and with his other hand, pulled the rubber tube from the blow hole as it slowly sunk back into it’s home inside the table itself. Some of the fish paste oozed out from the motionless blow hole as the shark placed the head back onto the table again. Mark reached over and removed the wrist restraints, then stopped as he stepped down from the ladder, walked over to a cupboard and the shark opened it to look at the contents inside. With his head turning this way and that as he read the labels, the Great White found what he was looking for and took hold of a squeezy bottle and made his way back to the dead dolphin, climbed up the stepladder again and then took hold of the furthest hand and turned it so that the palm could be seen in front of his view.

A gooey clear substance squirted onto that dolphin palm, then Mark moved the dead hand and placed it against the outer leg as he pressed the hand against it, then waited a moment as the hand slowly stuck to the leg. Mark did the same for the other hand as he glued the hands to the legs of the dead dolphin, the shark smiled and then stepped down the ladder as he felt the cold tiles on the soles of his feet again. He moved sideways as he unlocked the tail restraint. Then he squirted a line down the inside of the male dolphin’s legs and then with a press of a button the table changed again as it pressed the legs together, gluing them with the tail trapped underneath. The final thing that Mark did was remove the ankle restraints and then he took a step back, looked at the bottle and walked back to the cupboard where he placed it back where he found it on the middle shelf, closed the cupboard door and made his way back again. There the Great White studied the dead male dolphin with a toothy grin. “Thank fuck for edible glue, want this to be perfect after all.” A hand rested on the dead male’s tummy. “I never hear the last of it from my stepparents if they don’t see perfection.” The hand gently patted the dead flesh as the shark moved again, trailing his hand down the legs and then he grabbed the feet and tugged as the body slipped down the table a bit. Mark looked at the opening of the machine and slowly he placed the feet into it, they rested on the big rubber mat, all was ready.

The machine was turned on by a button as the electrical hum came into the room, then the sound of the rollers under the mat turned and the Great White watched as the dolphin slowly slipped into machine, then the sound of slicing could be heard as the shark watched as he paced up and down the machine and then he saw the fresh sliced dolphin slowly being pushed out on the other side, it moved along the conveyor belt as the shark saw the small portions get bigger as the machine continued to slice along the legs, then the tail as well as the fresh scent of sushi was thick into the air. The Great White walked back as he saw the cock, and all slipped behind the rubber curtains as they entered the machine which just continued to move the blades about as the male got sliced like a loaf. The sound of the pump came on as the machine pumped the blood into another container as the shark smiled, his mouth wet with saliva. Slowly, the male dolphin slipped into the machine as he placed a hand on top of the head of the dead dolphin and smiled down at those dead eyes. “Thanks to you, my family can have a feast this Christmas.” Mark slowly watched as the head slipped down and then went into the machine as he saw those dead eyes for the last time.

Later, Mark was dressed as he stood at the end of the table and looked at the other Great Whites who were all sat down, their glasses were filled with the blood of the dolphin, platters of fresh sliced fish meat were laid out and he lifted the glass, then his spoon and tapped it to gain their attention. With a cough, Mark began to speak. “My family, welcome to our yearly gathering, today I have hunted and prepared a rich flavoured dolphin to celebrate life and death. His sacrifice is our life, let our family grow big and strong for the forthcoming year to come as we give thanks to what he is about to give us, hope, energy and filled stomachs.” Mark lifted the glass and took a sip of the mammal’s blood as did the other sharks, young and old alike. Then with laughter and friendly chatter, the family of Great White sharks started to eat and eat they did, merrily and full of love for each other. Mark chewed the dolphin meat as he smiled, life was good.

“You’re a fool!” The black and white rabbit said. “We have enough food already!” Two rabbits were busy arguing within the cellar of their home as the white rabbit rolled his eyes at his lover. “Oh please, you know he keeps the best vegetables for himself, why shouldn’t we have some for ourselves.” The look that the black and white rabbit gave the other, made the white rabbit take a few steps back, then the paw came up as a digit jabbed forwards and stabbed the chest of the rabbit.

“Joseph, you know very well that that fox would kill you if you even tried to steal more of his vegetables this year, he’s still pretty fucked off with you the last time around.” Joseph took another step backwards, but Jan wasn’t letting him get away and stepped forwards again as she continued to berate him. “And of all things, it had to be the prize-winning cabbage as well!” Eventually Joseph couldn’t go back anymore as he felt the wall press up against his small tuft of a tail, then his back pressed up against the wallpaper as Jan just came right up to his face as the two set of whiskers brushed over each other. The two looked into each other eyes and eventually Jan just snorted and turned away. “Oh, what’s the use, you’re going to do it whether or not I withdraw sex, so do me one solid favour here, okay?” The female black and white rabbit said as she turned around to look at the white rabbit. “Don’t get caught.”

Joseph walked over and wrapped his arms about her slim torso and then gently pressed his nose up against hers, then he kissed her on the lips as the male rabbit spoke softly after the kiss. “I’ll be careful, like I want to never see you again.” His soft gaze made the female smile and then they both embraced each other into a tight hug as their heads rested against each other, the side of their heads pressed together as Jan spoke softly. “I love you.” Joseph replied to her with the same words. “I love you.” Then the male rabbit pulled away and walked off as he picked up his small backpack and slung it over his shoulder, then with another glance behind him, the male rabbit grasped at the door handle and then with a twist, the door opened and he was gone, the door closing back shut again. Jan stood there as she felt the icy freezing wind from the outside rush past her and her paw moved to where her belly was and she tenderly rubbed it, whispering. “Please return back to me.”

Outside in the cold, the wind blew hard as Joseph felt his ears being battered, the sensation of feeling within the ears went very quickly as the blood flow came to a very slow crawl, what was seen before with the blue veins, nearly became invisible, then the ears flapped about all over the place as the male rabbit shivered and slowly he began to walk across the fresh layer of snow, thankful that his large foot paws were naturally shaped to spread the weight across the ground so that he wouldn’t sink into the cold sludge. All around the area was covered in snow, which made Joseph feel more on edge as the hairs on the back of his neck rose, not only for keeping warm but he was on edge. Whenever Joseph tried to smell any scents the harsh frigid wind and snow was blanketing everything away and as such, he was unable to detect if any danger was nearby.

And yet, still the male rabbit continued to walk forwards as the harsh cold winds of the North blew against his face as he turned North now and with a raise of his paw, the rabbit shielded his eyes as he looked at the dark storm clouds ahead. Joseph came to a stop and knelt as he lowered his right shoulder and allowed the right strap of the backpack to slip, the male rabbit carefully removed the pack from his back and swung it around until it made a soft bump in the snow in front of him. Still warm with the fur, the fingers grasped at the straps and pulled them free, the top hitting him in the chest from the wind blowing at him and he reached into the compartment, the rabbit pulled out a scarf as he wrapped it about his neck, the wool knitted fabric felt nice against his fur. Joseph reached in once more and pulled out a hat, also knitted and quickly put it onto his head as the fabric pushed down his ears to the back of his head, then slowly he brought out a pair of gloves and placed them onto his hand paws.

Once he had closed the backpack, he stood back up again and slung it about his back once more, before he slipped his free arm through the harness and secured it as the straps were tightened, then the rabbit began to walk forwards again as the first white specks of snow started to fall. The thought that he should turn back kept knocking at the back of his mind, but Joseph just wanted to get that next prize, to up that fox, he just enjoyed making a fool of him. Slowly, he slowed down as the snow falling became thicker and heavier, but the rabbit knew that he was approaching territory that was dangerous to tread. Joseph, you see had in fact entered the vulpine owned grounds. And so, Joseph knelt and started to creep about as he slowly made his way further into hostile lands. Even with the extra clothing he had put on, the wind and snow were still chilling to the bone, even with his coat of fur. The visibility was getting worse as Joseph could only make out dark shadows and that was at close range. Eventually he came to a stop near a tree and leant against it, Joseph lifted his hand paw to brush away the snow from his brow and then slowly he watched the mist of air that came out from his nose. He lifted the scarf and covered his mouth and nose, then he got up and pushed on as he made his way towards a large dark form that was ahead of him, the barn.

The closer the rabbit got to the barn, the gladder that he was as the entire structure helped to shield him from the northernly cold winds that kept battering his face, the ice that formed on his hairs, the eyelashes as the male rabbit felt the stinging pain. But the male pushed on, there was the prize of winning over his nemesis and the rabbit enjoyed the risk of just getting over the male fox, over many times and that was the thrill for the bunny. When he finally pressed his body against the wood wall, the rabbit was relieved. Joseph reached up and tugged on the scarf as he freed his mouth and exhaled as the mist of air hung in the air before it vanished. Safe from the win, the bunny moved quickly towards the door as he looked about and sniffed the area, he paused now any again as he looked about and then his paw reached for the doorknob and he touched it. There was a bright flash, sharp pain and as Joseph flew into the air, his vision blurred and then he passed out before his body landed into the snow a few metres away.

How long Joseph was unconscious was unknown to the rabbit but the first thing he felt was the icy freezing water being splashed over his face as it got into his nose, eyes and stung. The skin under the fur complained to the pain as each hair matted, it made the bunny shiver and then he was wide awake, coughing his guts up as water spat out of his mouth. With his vision still blurred, the bunny tired to blink a few times as the shadows danced about, slowly the images started to come back together again and then the vision got brighter, sharper and Joseph saw the male fox standing there with a bucket in his black hand paw. “Wakey-wakey, rise and shine cottontail.” Joseph felt his heart sank, only briefly as he tried to move quickly but found that his ankles had been tied together and so, the rabbit fell to the hay covered floor with a loud thud, which only made his headache throb more painfully in his skull.

The sound of the bucket being placed down onto the floor made Joseph skull throb painfully as he gasped loudly to the pain, the ears just rang as the male fox knelt and those long black fingers gripped the lower jaw of the rabbit and turned the head to face him. “My, we are clumsy tonight, you really need to get up on the game.” The fox slowly helped the rabbit to sit back up again as he knelt there and grinned with his teeth. “But I suppose, now that I finally won that game, we made a blood pact to all those years ago, you do remember it, don’t you?” Joseph sighed and nodded his head as he looked at the vulpine. “Yeah, you’re right, would’ve kept winning if I didn’t get cocky.” The rabbit paused before he added. “You win Tod, so you going to untie my ankles, I won’t run.” Tod looked at the tied ankles and shook his head as he walked away. “No, think you can do that by yourself.” The fox made for the small bar in the barn and then picked up a bottle, bit into the cork and pulled it so that the air escaped with a pop and then poured the dark red liquid into the two glasses. “She be looked after, without knowing of course.”

Slowly as his head allowed, the rabbit reached for the rope that was tied about his ankles and slowly he worked at the knot with his claws. After getting a good grip, the knot slowly worked itself loose as the rabbit untied the restraints, pulled on the rope, and then tossed it to the side as he slowly moved onto all fours and then started to kneel as he felt his head spin. Joseph took a deep breath as he recovered and then pushed himself up to stand as he wobbled slightly. Step by step, the rabbit walked over to where the fox was and he grasped at the edge of the bar to steady himself, this was when Tod pushed the glass over and then nodded his head. “I have to say, you’re lucky I managed to not eat today, so famished and I do want to get started, but first I have to ask something.” The fox leant on the bar and looked at the rabbit, then at the barn door and then back to the rabbit again. “I know what you’re thinking, play for time. Let’s see if I can trick the fox again, prolong the game. Well, if you want to do that, you can try.” Tod took a sip of the red wine after he finished talking as Joseph looked to where the barn door was and then back to the fox with the rim of the glass that touched the muzzle lips.

Slowly, Joseph picked up the glass as the rabbit took a sniff of the wine and he sighed to the scent of it that wafted up. It was Tod’s special blend, five years ago when the grapes were the sweetest that harvest. With a tip of the glass, the rabbit took a mouthful of the red liquid and the left it to hang in the mouth, savouring the sweet nectar, the warmth that swelled up within his cheeks. Then he swallowed and drank the entire glass, the warmth was a welcome right now, not alone was the soothing effects of the alcohol. Tod smiled as he placed his glass down and poured another filled glass for the rabbit. “So, you really did take for my plants, eh? Ever wondered how I managed to get to win so many competitions, especially against other rabbit contenders?”

With glass in hand, Joseph gave a thoughtful look as he tried to think of a correct answer, and he took another drink of the wine and shook his head. “Nope, can’t think of a thing and that is what drives me to ruin you or at least that was the game. The other rabbits are going to be sorry I failed this time around. And so, since I lost, why don’t you tell me?” The rabbit drank all the wine again and placed the glass back down on the bar as he looked at the fox who just smiled and pushed his glass towards the rabbit. “Maybe after drinking this entire bottle, least I can do for all the times you tricked me.” And with that Tod sat down on the stool and watched as Joseph did the same and continued to drink as the two males remained quiet for some time. The red liquid in the bottle slowly dipped lower and lower as the rabbit drank glass after glass and the fox, well he kept on watching with a smile on his face. Eventually the bottle was emptied and drank as Joseph looked relaxed and drunk. “Y-you were going to tell me about the stuffs.”

Tod smiled and got up from his stool and offered a hand paw. “And so, I did, it’s this way to the back of the barn and where the green house is, you know, the place that you were going to rob after all.” The rabbit smiled and slipped off the bar stool as he wobbled a bit more, but Joseph reached out and clasped his fingers with the vulpine paw and with help from Tod, the bunny stabilised himself. And so, the fox led the rabbit with him across the barn as they headed towards another door on the opposite side of the one that they had entered previously. When Tod opened the door, there was a staircase that led down, the fox smiled as he slowly turned on the lights which were on the ceiling. “Had to hide this from you, all you managed to find was the fake greenhouse that is outside.”

Joseph kept a tight grip on the handrail as they headed downwards. “I-is this where your secret is?” The rabbit looked down the stairs and then stopped as he saw the steps sway back and forth, then one of his legs gave way but the strong arm of the fox beside him stopped the rabbit from falling down the steps. “That’s right, you will find out soon enough.” Eventually the two got down the entire stairs as the fox moved the bunny to the side and helped the male to rest against the side of the wall, then he turned and opened a small box on the opposite wall and pressed a few buttons that beeped, the combination was tapped in and then the door opened in front of them as Joseph turned his head to look at the room inside which lit up automatically and he could smell so many fresh vegetables and the heat in the room and then the sensation of the mist. For a moment, his mouth became wet with saliva and the rabbit swallowed it back down his throat as the fox helped him leave the wall as both entered the underground greenhouse.

Slowly they ventured into the large dug out room and the rabbit looked about and up as he saw the daylight bulbs shine down and he was clearly impressed, Joseph looked at the fox with admiration and spoke, his words slurred now. “I’m impressed. So, this is how you did it all?” Tod came to a stop near to some bushes and he turned the rabbit to face them as he nodded. “Yeah, this is how I did it but there’s someone else that’s been helping me down here, they so want to say hello. Wait here a moment.” The fox took a few steps back and then with a thumb and finger, he whistled as the rabbit turned to look at the fox and then back to where the bushes were. Tod though grinned with his sharp teeth bared and then took a step forward, closer, and closer he got and then…

Tod turned around completely and then looked directly at the reader. “Hey, I know what you are thinking. Rabbit comes down to the cellar out of sight in a big winter storm and ends up being attacked and eaten by these marvellous teeth.” Tod shone his teeth as his tongue slid over each tooth. “Amazing rodent dentist, knows how to get about without causing pain while prodding about inside there but I’m getting side-tracked here.” Tod moved to the side and then looked to where Joseph was still stood, looking at the leaves as they rustle. “Let’s just see what is about to happen, hmm?” Tod said as he looked briefly at the reader once more. The leaves parted way as a huge plant came into view, large vines as the huge skin petals just swayed about. “You see, found this seed one day, landed smack bang in the middle of an SUV of all things, totally destroyed it.” Tod grinned as the whole area changed to where Tod pointed to a burning wreck of a vehicle. “Massive seed and well, I thought to myself… Fuck, just love a sweet ride that I have to admit got me many good encounters in the usual spot.” Tod smiled and winked towards the reader. “Come on, you all know what that’s about, what people do in high school and college. Anyways, I took this seed, planted it and then well, the plant came, and it really did help me win so many competitions.”

The scene returned to where the huge plant was stood right in front of the rabbit, the petals were opening as the huge eyeball slid out and started to look at the bunny straight in the eyes. “Now, remember boys and girls, please do not look directly into the eye or you may end up losing your mind.” The fox said as he waved his paw to show off the scene that was being played in front of him. “And alas, I do think it’s time for me to get back to this story and for you, the reader and please wipe yourself clean if you’re going to do the naughty or as for us foxes, a few towels at least. No one likes a mess…” Tod turned away from looking at you, the reader as he turned back towards the scene and slowly walked up to where Joseph was, his hand came to rest on one of the shoulders.

“So, yeah this is my friend and secret of winning all those competitions in the past.” Tod looked up to where the plant was and then back at the slowly hypnotised rabbit. “You see, you’re not the only rabbit that has taken the blood oath. But you were the one that lasted the longest, but you all end up down here in the end.” Joseph just kept staring at the plant as the fox continued to talk. “The reason why my vegetables and fruit grow so well is that they are fed by the likes of you, the vegetation eaters, your diet really does help these plants grow and they really appreciate it, and I might add, you do owe them since you do eat them so I just help to turn the tables now and again.” Tod gave Joseph a pat on the shoulder as the fox saw one of the plant tentacles move. “It was nice knowing you Joseph, but all friendships have to come to an end.” And with that, Tod slowly left the rabbit alone as he continued to stand there, his eyes fixed onto the large eyeball in the middle of the open flower.

Slowly, those tentacles wrapped around the body of the rabbit, the eye came right up to the face of Joseph as it continued to look into the two eyes as the bunny started to drool as a thick gooey line of saliva dribbled down his chin as it fell onto one of the coils that was wrapped about him, then slowly the rabbit was gently pulled forwards. Mesmerised, Joseph stepped forwards as the eye slowly retracted away from him as the bunny stepped towards the plant itself, the petals moved downwards as they opened wider, the lower ones rested on the soil ground as the vines kept a firm grip about the warm mammal body. As soon as the first foot stepped onto the petal, the vines started to release as thinner vines moved from around the eye and started to wrap about the body of the rabbit. Tod continued to stand there as he watched, the thinner vines started to leak thick gooey substance as the rabbit became covered in the stuff, then slowly the petals began to close as the fox smiled and watched as the plant moved back upwards again and the rabbit rested at the deepest part inside the plant as the lights from above closed off.

All that Joseph could feel was the tingling sensation of that gooey mixture slowly rising up along his body as the digestive juices continued to move about the inner walls of the plant, the vines slowly slipped away as the eye closed over and then sunk underneath the gooey mixture as the rabbit stood there, the mixture of the booze and being hypnotised kept him from feeling pain as the acid began to work on the male. With a final breath, the gooey mixture went past the mouth and nose, then the head submerged as the male rabbit slowly slipped and fell into the stomach of the plant. Tod walked up as he looked at the closed plant and smiled, his hand paw patted the plant gently. “Feed well, girl.” The fox said as he turned around and walked back towards the door, he wondered just what marvellous vegetable would grow from this rabbit. With a final look, the fox went through the door and waved, then closed the door behind him.

Several years later, two young teenagers were sitting across each other at the table as the fox looked at the rabbit across from him. “Hey, what you say about foxes being cleverer than rabbits?” The fox gave a toothy grin as the rabbit frowned back. “No, they’re not, we’re cleverer than you lot.” The rabbit took a bite from his sandwich, chewing slowly. The fox grinned more. “Want to make a bet on it, if I win you do whatever I want but if you keep on tricking me then you can continue to show off how clever you are forever.” The fox picked up the small knife and cut his paw as he held the knife for the rabbit. “Want to make a blood oath, my father taught me this as a cub, you can’t get out of it.” For a moment, the rabbit looked at the blood and felt queasy but then he looked at the fox, that arrogant look that he was giving him and then the fox added. “Unless you do think foxes are way better than you?” The rabbit took the knife, cut his paw, and then clasped as he shook the fox hand. “You’re on, I’m so going to enjoy this.”

An older fox walked past with a tray in hand, with a burger and soda on the tray and Tod paused and looked at the reader with a wink. “Game must go on, careful now. Not all games are safe, but hey. It’s like this chilli supernova roulette burger. Sometimes you don’t get it, other times you might and probably have to spend the week in hospital.” Tod sat down at an empty table and looked back to where his son was on the other side of the restaurant. “I’ve retired now of course, next generation and all.” Slowly Tod unwrapped the burger and then picked it up as he held it in his hands. “Who will win, who knows, but hey, life and death game, is the riskiest and yet most rewarding game you could play. So do you feel lucky, well do you?” With a wide maw, the fox took a huge bite of the burger and chewed, a playful look in his eye that when you look closely, the shape of the plant could be seen just beyond the darkness.

The flames danced about the rocks walls as the brown rat poked the fire with a stick, Lanto didn’t know what time of day it was anymore or in fact what day it was since he ventured into this dungeon. As the dark black eyes reflected the flames as the rat investigated them, his mind wandered back to the time when he was first outside the massive doors in full adventure gear, his weapons and his entire body glowed with enthusiasm. And yet now, while he sat there with a dead wooden stick in hand, prodding away to keep the fire alive and the cold at bay, the rodent looked dark, wiser but less bright as he was. Lanto looked down at his dirty paws, long gone where the softness in his skin, cuts and scars lived there now from the many battles he had to fight to survive this long from the many different monsters that lived down here and still there was no treasure to be found, nothing.

With a sigh, Lanto looked about the room that he was in now, the dead spider lay nearby with the broken blade of the sword still embedded in the underside of the body, the handle laid on the floor a few paces away from the massive body, his last weapon, the rodent frowned, he would have to sneak from now on and find another weapon. Slowly, the rat pushed himself up from the floor and dusted himself off, an act that wasn’t necessary, but he still hadn’t managed to get out of the ritual. With some old rags, the rodent reached into his backpack and pulled out a small container, then poured oil onto the rag, then he placed all but the made torch back into the bag, slung it about his shoulder, then lit the rag as it flared up. Then the rodent looked at the fire in the room and walked away towards the dark tunnel that he had not gone down before.

As cold as the inner tunnels of the dungeon was, the torch gave off some heat for the rodent as he carefully made his way forwards down the steps. Lanto hadn’t found a single set of stairs that went up ever since he entered this depressing place, it was just rooms of danger followed by sinking further into the ground. His hand brushed over the cold stone wall, carved out by rough instruments in the past, the rat guessed as only the sound of his breathing, the flames that burnt at the oil and rags. And the sound of his foot paws that came down onto the cold stone floor, his nerves could sense every rough dip and bump in the floor. When he reached the bottom step, the rodent paused as he looked about the corridor in front of him, various cut outs were in the wall and the rodent smiled as he walked slowly forwards and saw various loosely wrapped dead bodies inside each hole. This is where he would find a weapon, perhaps? The rat slowly investigated each hole as the stench of death had long since vanished from these bodies, which were mostly bone now, all the old flesh had rotted away as the rodent looked at the weird, shaped skulls. None of those that lived today knew who they were or what they were, apart from calling them ball heads, they were just so round, no snouts at all. The rat also wondered how anything could even be alive once without even a tail, but they did have good treasure that was buried within them in these dungeons, or he would’ve turned and went back a long time ago to get back outside. The male had spent far too much time of investment in this venture to go back now.

On the fifth enclave the rat slowly walked past and then stopped as Lanto took a few steps back, something had caught his eye as he saw the glint that shone out brightly from the light of his torch and there it was, the very first treasure, nestled loosely on the finger of the dead corpse. The rat reached out with his own long fingers and slowly, the rodent felt the cold metal of the gold ring and picked it up as the finger broke off, then slipped from the ring as it hit the stone and shattered into small pieces. The rodent looked at the ring with a big smile on his face, then slipped it into his backpack. It was a start, a very small start but now he was able to come out of this with something at least. The rat carried on down the narrow way, checking each dead body along the way. He found a sword at least, the rat taking that away, it was short, but a weapon was a weapon and the male felt safer having found it, in fact he felt less naked than when he killed that massive spider. Everything in this place wanted to kill him, he knew that. He was the only living thing about and for that he was food for these creatures.

Ahead he could see the line of dead bodies finish and that the hallway had only a short way before it ended. The rat could see the darkness ahead of him but as he slowly made his way, grabbing the various bits and pieces of jewellery, rings, necklaces, a golden tooth or two, the rat finally left the narrow passage and stood right there at the entrance to the next big room. Only his foot claws were inside the room as the rodent looked about in the dim light, various blue, green and red glowing mushrooms gave off a soft hue in the room, it was dull, but it was there. The rat lifted his snout up and looked up as he saw the room light up a bit more, his eyes adjusting and the two massive blue mushrooms that gave off more of a blue tint to the cavern. Slowly, the rat stepped into the new room and looked about, the whole place felt colder, wetter as his eyes caught the sight of the motionless black pool of water that only reflected the light emitting fungus in the cavern. As much as he tried, the male rat couldn’t see to the other side of the cavern, and he sighed heavily. He would have to go exploring to find another way out to venture further into the dungeon or turn back with the few trinkets he currently had.

And there he saw it, in the middle of the lake, the massive chest that rested on the rocks and as he walked up to the edge of the rock, the water spread out before him, the sparkle from the various jewels and all could be seen and the rat smiled at the sight, this was it, the pay for all the time he had been down here, the sacrifices he had to make. The rodent looked down at himself, the rat had clearly lost weight and he was hungry. The torch continued to billow wisps of smoke as he looked down at the black water and frowned, it offered nothing underneath the surface. Slowly, the rat took a step back, then another before he turned around and looked about the rest of the cavern, the rodent frowned as he searched each part of the rock as he turned his head back to where the chest was with a thoughtful look. ‘How did they get that there?’ Lanto thought to himself as he sat down onto a rock and placed the torch down beside him as he continued to ponder the situation.

With a sigh, the rat pulled his backpack off from his shoulders and then slowly pulled several items out as he decided to make one last campfire and would sleep on the matter. With a few last bits of wood, the rodent built the fireplace and then used the torch to light the fire up as it brought extra light into the cavern. Lanto unrolled the mat as he laid it nearby the fireplace and slowly, he brought out the blanket and undressed, the rodent placing what remained of his clothing to the side and laid down on the mat as he looked up to the ceiling, the blanket over the top of him as he watched the light from the mushrooms dance about with the flickers of the fire that was a short distance from him. The rodent turned his head to the side away from the fire and looked at the water with the chest and then he closed his eyes, he needed sleep, being exhausted was not a good condition to come up with a plan.

The hours passed as the rodent tossed and turned, the rat had started to snore when he rolled back onto his back again as the sound of his loud snoring rang out throughout the cavern. The mushrooms shimmered as one of the mushrooms exploded as tiny spores floated high above the ceiling, slowly spinning about as they started to fall downwards, then another large mushroom exploded as the cavern got darker, the air becoming thick with spores from above as they started to float down towards the ground. Several of the spores fizzled as they reached the flames of the campfire, the rest landed onto the rock floor, but it was those that landed onto the rodent itself, the spores slowly settling into the fur as a few drifted into the open maw of the rodent and the rat coughed and turned over quickly, the blanket sliding off the male rat as more of the spores landed on top. Slowly the spores began to dig into the skin as they settled on top of the rodent, their roots digging into the warm body until slowly the rat himself had a light covering of spores that shimmering blue all over.

By the time Lanto woke back up again, he was groggy, the mind just couldn’t clear as the rat laid there on the ground. Slowly he opened his eyes and saw that the orange glow of the fire and torch had long since gone, only the faint glow of the fungus in the cavern gave the glow and the rodent tried to move again but panicked when he couldn’t move. Slowly he opened his eyes as he looked at tiny mushrooms so close to his vision, then with some force, the rat moved his head a bit and looked down his body, then the sheer coldness went through his brain, his entire body had mushrooms all over it, they were everywhere, on his chest, the belly, his cock and balls, his arms, the legs and his hands and feet were covered in the mushrooms, the fur had mostly melted away leaving just his skin. Lanto moved his tongue inside his mouth and felt the mushrooms inside there as well, his tongue came out as he gurgled, the rat looked at his long fat tongue now, full of mushrooms and he gagged, the panic came to him as the rodent forced himself up to sit on the ground, his hands came to touch his face but it was impossible to feel anything as the fungus got in the way. Then slowly he saw the mist start to cover his vision again as his mind wandered. Lanto fought as he brought his mind back again, the amount of energy he was using to keep concentration was making his head hurt. There in front of him was the cold black water and the rat slowly forced himself to get near to it, crawling now as he heard the wet squelch of the mushrooms slip and slide as he fumbled about on the ground.

Eventually he got to the edge as the rodent dipped his hand into the cold freezing water, scooping some of it up and then he drank, the water tasted like mushrooms, and he gagged but then a great sensation of first came to him and he dunked his head into the deep black water and started to gulp the freezing liquid into his body. Lanto just kept on drinking as he felt his body crave more of the liquid and he slowly crawled more into the cold water as his body sunk under. Lanto didn’t even feel cold as he submerged. Slowly the rat came back up again, the entire body of his was now wet and slimy as he slowly crawled back to the edge of the lake and then laid down on the wet stone floor and closed his eyes once more, the mist in his mind slowly enveloped him completely as he passed out. When Lanto came back around again, this time he couldn’t clear his mind, the vision in his eyes remained clouded as the fungus had started to grow on each eyeball, the rat just laid there as more mushrooms were seen than his body, even the sensation of feeling had gone now. His hand had slipped into the water as it lay motionless, the fungus had opened some of the skin to allow water to seep into the body. All the fungus had grown bigger, and the rodent slowly slipped unconscious again back into darkness.

The rat didn’t wake up again, not in the sense of being known to be awake, the rat was more fungus than rodent now, Lanto was somewhere inside the colony of fungus but he was drowning under the weight of the rest of the spores that had grown all over him, deep within him, their roots had infected his brain, spores had formed links in the tissue, the blood within his veins had changed to water and a oily substance carrying substance to the rest of the fungus that had taken over. Inside of his head, the rat could see the huge balloon shaped tops of the mushrooms starting to crush him as he cried out in pain, shock, and terror. His hands tried to push them away, but they kept on pressing against him, then he vanished as his body disappeared, the last remaining inkling of the male that was before had gone. Over the next hours, days, weeks, months, the shape of the rodent vanished as the form of another mushroom formed, it shimmered a light brown colour of light as it throbbed now and again, the edge of the stalk rippled the water as the small waves moved across the black lake as they lapped onto the shore where the chest remained unclaimed To the entrance to the cavern, a faint glow started to show as a form came into view, a mole who looked about the cavern with torch in hand as he walked over to where the lake was and as he stood next to the large brown mushroom, the male studied the chest on the other side, unknowing that a tiny spore had left the underside of the mushroom and floated to where the exposed arm was and sank into the black fur.

The horse at the front of the car just wouldn’t stop talking, the fox looked outside of the window as the taxi continued to drive down the busy city street, he paid more attention to what was going on there than what the brown and white horse had to say. He wasn’t being rude, not as such, the fox was just tired after a fifteen-hour flight and all he wanted at this time was some food and to flop into a nice soft hotel bed and sleep the next day or so before his meeting with important people. “So, heard about that raccoon, got caught with that illegal trash and lost the movie contract.” The fox listened half-heartedly to the driver as he saw the hotel come up into view and nodded his head. The vehicle came to a crawl and then stopped as the male fox listened to the driver and then at the counter that displayed how much. Without caring, the male fox pulled out his wallet, several notes and passed them over as he paid the fare and then got out as the large horse pressed the boot and it popped open. The male fox stretched as a raccoon came over and started to unload the suitcase from the boot and the briefcase, then slammed the boot closed as the taxi slowly drove off.

The fox followed the raccoon as a large brown bear in a full red coat opened the door and he stepped into the foyer of the hotel, the fox looked about the various guests as he made his way across the polished white marbled floor and then came up to the reception desk as he saw another raccoon, a female turned to face him. The fox nodded his head and then placed his hand paw on top of the black marbled top. “Yes, I have a room under the name Rex Nelson, it was arranged by the Ursine Corp.” Rex said as he looked about the main foyer again before he turned his head back to the female raccoon who had typed out the details on the system. “Ah, yes, Mister Nelson, we have you in one of the top suites for the week.” The female raccoon picked up a card and then swiped it as she placed it into a cardboard holder and then slid it across the reception desk. “Our helper here will show you where it is, it’s room 1050 on the top floor.” Rex took the key card, nodding his head. “Thank you.” Then he turned to face the male raccoon who smiled and then pushed the trolley as the fox followed silently towards the silver-plated lift doors.

As the two entered, the fox stood there silently as the raccoon did the same, the male fox was at last glad that hotel staff didn’t speak until they were spoken to. However, Rex did reach up with his hand paw and rubbed the area between his eyes as he gave a silent sigh and looked upwards to where the numbers of the floor kept going up and then the lift dinged, the doors opened, and he stepped out as the raccoon followed and then spoke. “This way sir.” The fox turned around to look at the raccoon making his way down the corridor and slowly he followed as he walked on the clean, soft carpet. When they reached the room 1050, the raccoon waited as the fox used the card, opened, the door and the walked in as the raccoon took the bags, walked in and the placed them down, before he nodded and then left without a word, the door closing behind him. Rex looked about the room and then he paused as he looked at the soft white furred bed and chuckled. “My, polar bear style bedding, that’s cute.” The fox sighed and sat down in a chair as he leant back against it and picked up the phone that was on the small table beside him. “Yes, room service please.” Rex waited as the music played for a few seconds and then he spoke again once it was answered. “Yes, can I order two beers and a burger special with fries, yes the chicken burger, lots of mayo.” Rex listened to the other side and replied. “Sure, I’ll have the lettuce as well, some extra mayo for dipping the fries as well, oh and I like a nice thick milkshake, strawberry flavour.” The fox slowly placed the handset down and got up as he stretched with a yawn. “Best shower before I fall asleep.” The fox undressed as he threw his travel clothes onto the floor, they just felt dirty to Rex, all that travelling and the stink of others that hung about the fabric. With a stretch in front of the mirror, the fox looked at his dick hanging low and smiled softly, then turned to head into the bathroom as the light came on automatically, then soft music began to play.

Rex looked about the clean bathroom, dark black tiles on the floor, the same for the walls but the whole place looked clean and bright with the lights around the mirror, the ceiling and he looked at the rainbow changing LED’s that were lined inside the shower. The fox was clearly impressed as he slowly stepped into the huge shower and closed the door behind him as the rubber sealed itself. Rex reached out as he turned on the shower and sighed when the hot water began to hit his body, the male fox began to feel his entire torso muscles relax and he placed a hand onto the side of the wall and just stood there, head down and allowed the water to just run over him, washing away the day’s dirt as he slowly stared at it moving about on the floor of the shower before it vanished down the plug hole. Slowly Rex lifted his head up as he reached for the free body shampoo and looked at it, the label had the scent of apples and he smiled, flipped the top open and squirted some of the gooey mixture into his paw pads and then started to wash his body as the soap sods began to form all over him. The scent of the apples made him relax more, the fox closed his eyes as he thought back to the day when he was little, stealing those freshly baked apple pies from the windowsills and being chased by angry female badgers, waving their rolling pins in the air. Rex just laughed in the shower as he remembered that pastime.

After rinsing the soap from his body, the fox slowly stepped out into the bathroom again and blinked as the room warmed up quickly, wind started to blow all over the place as the fox felt the entire room start to dry him off, he slowly opened his legs and arm as the warmth quickly dried out his fur. Rex felt the air drop down, but the room was still pleasantly warm, but when he looked at the mirror, the fox saw his fur was all over the place and he reached and grabbed the soft brush, the started to comb his fur down once more. Rex looked at himself in the mirror as he slowly admired himself, the brush carefully moving through his clean hairs as they became more presentable. Once he was dry, well groomed, the fox reached for the soft fluffy white dressing gown and put it on, the fox smiled as he began to tie the rope, then headed back out into the cooler hotel room itself. It was then that the door knocked, and the fox moved to open it as he saw another raccoon male smile with tray at hand. “Your food sir.” The fox nodded as the raccoon came into the room, then placed it down onto the table as he turned around and smiled, dipped his head and then walked back out as Rex looked outside of the room, then closed the door behind him. It was then, that Rex looked at the food on the table and just felt his stomach move within him. “Alright, alright, I’m going.” The fox said as he made his way to the table, pulled the chair out and sat down as he picked up one of the fries and then dipped it into the strawberry milkshake, then took a bite, it was then that the fox just grabbed a handful of fries and stuffed them into his mouth, some of which fell back onto the table as he swallowed part of the fries.

The burger was next as Rex picked it up and sniffed the freshly cooked chicken, his mouth was drooling as he took a huge bite and growled softly while chewing the rich meat in his mouth, the fox felt his tail wag and he felt content, first time in just under a day. All that running about, dragging luggage, fighting to see which was the next flight, the bad airplane food, that annoying cub that wouldn’t shut up, the foul stench of the back of the plane and that obnoxious orange toad that upset everyone on the plane with his stupid ideas. Rex was glad that right now, his long black fingers held the greasy chicken burger in his hands, and he took another bite of the rich chicken meat. So much was that the male fox was enjoying his meal, that he didn’t even notice that his own penis had swelled up to a semi-erection.

With a yawn, Rex finished the last of the burger and then took a drink from the milkshake, then he just stopped and looked at the rest of the food. Rex picked up one of the fries and looked at it but then he tossed it back with the rest and got up as he slowly pulled on the cord that kept his gown around him, the fox allowed that to fall to the floor as he stood there naked and then headed over to the bed and looked at the polar bear shaped mattress. With another yawn, the fox shrugged and carefully climbed into the bed as he moved about the soft fur and then he laid onto his back, the head rested on what was he supposedly thought the pillow and closed his eyes. It wasn’t long before the fox had fallen asleep on the warm soft bed. An hour or so later, Rex half awoke as he felt a soft wet moist feeling around his head, the male fox also felt something touching his cock as he gave a soft moan and slowly drifted off again as he dreamt of a female vixen gently massaging his erect penis before slipping it into her mouth.

What was really happening outside of his dream, the fox had his head inside the large maw of the polar bear who was wide awake now, the large ursine gently kept his teeth locked around the neck without touching the fur or skin, while his hand paw, soft with the thick white winter coat of fur was slowly wanking the erect penis of the male, the foreskin slipped back and forth over the big fox cockhead as pre oozed out, the male fox aroused with help from the thoughts within his dream as the male fox slowly began to lie on top of the vixen, his cock rubbed against the clit of her sex and with a push, it slipped inside as he deeply kissed her, enjoying the warm wet feeling of her mouth. The polar bear slowly moved his head as he pushed the fox more to the back of his mouth, the tips of the ears of the male fox rubbed against the fleshy soft wet walls of the throat. Then the large bear swallowed and then throat walls started to grip around the head of the fox as he slipped into the tight warm embrace of the throat itself. The body of the fox moved upwards as the male bear continued to stroke that large cock, pre squirted out more as Rex humped at it while still asleep.

The large jowls of the bear moved about as the big black lips slipped over the shoulders of the male fox, the bear moving upwards as he felt the body of the fox lifted, the lower back was bent backwards. Slowly as the male bear swallowed, he moved forwards now, the round belly of the bear more visible as it got squashed. Soon enough, the bear was sat up in the bed and shifted about as he moved, the male fox moved about and then Rex woke up as he opened his eyes to darkness, the sound of the loud thumping heart from the polar bear rang in his ears and he tensed up. The big white polar bear noticed that and quickly jerked the fox until Rex felt his penis swell before thick ropes of his cum shot out as it landed over his belly and the snout of the bear itself, huge globs of cum ran down the large black wet nose and the male bear swallowed once more as the fox felt the wet maw slide down his arms. The male was lifted more as he tried to squirm, but the tight wet walls of the throat had him held tight. The mucus kept him from doing anything than slide further downwards as the fox continued to hear all the strange wet sounds the inner body of the bear was making. When he felt the lips slide over his hips, the erect penis of his was pushed downwards towards his legs, the male gasped and slipped past a tight ring of muscle as his head fell into the stomach, the muscle bag, stretching as the fox felt more of his body being pushed into the wet fleshy bag.

The polar bear still sitting in the bed now, the large black cock stood firm between his legs as the male bear used his large hand paws to hold onto the red legs of the fox as he swallowed again, the tast of rich male fox with apples, made his jaw leak saliva as it dribbled down his fat chest and belly fur. The sound of his stomach gurgled as he felt the organ stretch inside as more of that fox slipped inside, the fat around the organ moved about as Rex prodded and moved around inside as the sides of the belly shifted outwards now and again. The polar bear though continued to swallow as he slowly sucked in those black foot paws into his large maw and then he licked the feet before he swallowed those down into his throat, the slick tube muscles pushing the entire fox down as Rex moved about as he felt his legs and feet slip into the stomach, the walls closing in around him.

The combined heat and warmth of the stomach, combined with the exhaustion of the travel and just climaxed, the fox felt himself drowsy again, the lack of oxygen was also helping as the male fox slowly closed his eyes again as he snuggled into the stomach walls and was soon back out once more as he returned to the dreamland state, the male fox enjoying time with friends and family. Outside the large polar bear moved to sit on the edge of the bed as he gently rubbed his large round belly, then he got up as his fat belly wobbled about, the weight of the fox could be felt and the bear walked over to where the table was and then slowly he sat down onto the chair, which creaked, leant back a bit, spread his legs out and with one large hand on his black erect cock, the bear slowly wanked himself as he reached for one of the still warm fries and then popped one into his mouth as he chewed. The stomach continued to move about around the fox as bits of chewed potato fell into the stomach alongside the fox as the polar bear sighed happily, his cock leaking thick ropes of precum onto the carpet floor. The large polar bear looked to the side and towards the wardrobe and he smiled, inside was the red Santa suit and the fox was going to help him keep that big fat cuddly look. With a pat to his belly, the bear gently growled. “Looks like you passed the interview.”

Ocean Valley World, the best place to see all the best sea creatures in the world, the sign said as the truck pulled up and the man got out from the passenger side and looked to his friend. “Thanks for the lift, can I catch you later on for a drive back?” Jack said as he held onto the door and saw his friend nod his head as the reply came. “Sure, just send a message when you want the lift and I’ll come.” Jack smiled with his teeth showing. “Thanks, shouldn’t be more than a day or two, hoping the garage will get my own ride fixed, but got to go, got the night shift, enjoy your evening.” Jack closed the door as the driver nodded his head and then drove off again as the truck moved around and then went back the other way as Jack stood there while he gave a wave, then he turned around to the complex itself and started to make his way up the steps.

Jack saw the security guard come up to him as he waved. “Hey Jack, we have a problem, one of the snakes has got out from their enclosure, not poisonous but it’ll knock you out for six if you get bitten though.” Jack frowned at the other man as they made their way towards the entrance and entered the facility. “So you’re looking for that then?” The security guard nodded his head. “Yeah, we think it hid itself down below where the warm boilers and all are so will you be okay up here on your own?” Jack looked about as he walked around the desk and then took a glance at the small screens. “Yeah, I have to go check on our big star, she’s a bit off so I was told so I need to go see what is up with her.” As Jack looked up, the security guard nodded as his radio came to life and another voice called out. “Are coming anytime soon?” The security guard made a face and then walked off. “We’re on channel six if you need us.” Then he was gone as he spoke into the radio. “Yeah, I’m just coming back now, had to ensure to let one of the employee’s in.” Jack watched him go and then picked up the radio and keys and walked over to the front door, then he locked it as he turned around and head the opposite way towards the large pool.

With another door unlocked, the male went into the changing room and then slowly he took off his outdoor clothes before he started to get into his work clothes, the tight shorts, coloured black, the white tight t-shirt and he slowly took off the jewellery before the man reached for the box and pulled out two latex gloves, then he picked up the radio again, clipped the keys onto the small hook on his shorts, then he walked towards the other door bare foot. Jack pushed the door open as he looked at the big pool and then he placed the radio down on one of the seats the chair before he walked over to the edge of the pool and looked about, then he called out. “Yoshi!” The man called out as the big dark shadow moved through the water as the big female orca came up and called back. “Hey, girl, what’s up with you hmm?” The man knelt as he placed his hand on top of her snout. “Let’s see if we can figure out what’s up with you, hmm?”

Jack got up again and walked over to where the cabinet is and then slowly, he opened it as he got the chart out and looked at it. “Oh, that’s why, someone didn’t give you your medication.” Jack frowned as he looked at who was on schedule and noted the name down in his head, then he slammed the cabinet door shut as he walked across the way and back into a storage room as he came up to the medical cabinet, opened it up and took out the vial and a syringe with a needle. Carefully he filled the vial up with the right amount of the medication and then placed the stopper on top of the needle itself and got back up again. He paused and looked at the phone before he went over to it and as he placed the syringe down between two magazines so it wouldn’t roll off the table, he picked the handset up and began to dial.

When he heard the phone ring, Jack drummed his fingers on the wall as he looked about the room and then heard the phone answer and was about to speak but heard the male voice on the other side read out the message, answer machine, Jack thought as he listened until the beep and then he spoke into it. “Hey, Phil. You need to come in tomorrow and explain why you didn’t give Yoshi her medication, you’ve haven’t done it twice in a row now. I’m going to have to report you to the upper management. Make sure you’re in by eight tomorrow morning.” Jack placed the phone down and took the syringe as he made his way back out into the evening lit pool area and walked over to the shallow end of the pool. “Hey, Yoshi, come here. It’s time for your medication. Then I’ll get you a treat afterwards.” The man walked slowly and watched the orca swim alongside as he saw her stop and then he walked to where the pool ended and started to walk into the water, the male human waded in as he came up to just above his waist and saw the orca come up alongside him. Jack slowly rubbed his hand on the big orca’s side. “There, there. This will only hurt for a moment.” He said softly as he came up to where her mouth was and saw her open it up as he pulled the stopper with his teeth and then prepared the needle as droplets of the medication dripped into the pool itself. Then he aimed and gently pushed it into the inner flesh lining, his other hand gentle reassuring as he pushed the medication into the sea mammal and then pulled the needle out. “There we go.” The man moved away as he waded back out of the pool while Yoshi moved about as the man looked back at the angry orca and sighed.

Yoshi wasn’t the one to like taking medication and he knew the other worker didn’t do it just because of that. Jack would have to make it up to her by getting her some fresh meat and he placed the stopper back onto the needle again and was about to turn around when he felt a sharp pain in his left ankle. Jack cried out and looked down as he saw the small snake slither away and into the pool, the man swore to himself as he dropped the needle, the syringe smashed and then he wobbled a bit, then he slipped and fell, his head smacked into the hard floor. Then all that Jack could hear was ringing in his ears as he slowly slid back into the pool again. Eventually he came to a stop as his legs floated on the surface, his head still in the very shallow part as the water just lapped over his ears and the man laid there, the poison running through his veins made him groggy. As much as Jack tried to lift his head, his muscles weakened by the snake bite just wouldn’t respond and unknown to the male human, the orca was getting more frustrated in now being fed after the medication, her tail thrashing about as she swam about the pool.

It was then that the Orca saw the floating legs and swam towards them at speed, the human not knowing what danger there was as the orca swam up and launched out of the water as her large mouth opened and then closed over the legs. Jack panicked, even in his injured state and tried to kick the orca away but he felt himself being dragged back into the deeper part of the pool as the orca dragged him under. Jack gagged as he felt the pool water enter his lungs and he immediately coughed it up and forced it out but then he had no air, the orca who had let go, swam about and then rammed him from underneath as Jack was sent up into the air, he swallowed air and cried out as his body felt pain, the snake venom had dulled it a bit and then he hit the water again, then another smack as the tail sent him upwards, the sound of a rib or two cracked as he went high up once more and then he started to fall back down head first, towards the open mouth of the orca and in his muddle mind, Jack lost his mind as terror overwhelmed him.

The first thing to hit was his head as it slammed into the large tongue of the orca and then he felt it move across his face and body as he slowly sank into the orca’s mouth, Yoshi lowered her head as the rest of his body smacked into the water painfully, then the mouth closed as he felt the teeth of the orca bite down onto him, the only thing that he could smell was the inside of the orca itself and the deep dark throat right in front of him, then he felt the orca lift up again and he slid a bit more into that throat, the slimy walls gripped around his shoulders, the fabric of the t-shirt helped a fair bit as he slowly slipped further down the tunnel, the male just squirmed about which Yoshi enjoyed as if she was eating a small sea lion and continued to swallow. Unable to do much but to squim about, Jack was slowly swallowed as the orca continued to move her head up and down, some of the pool water washed down as it flowed past the man who could only feel those wet fleshy walls grip at him, then he started to slip into the stomach, his head sank once again into the pool of water that had gathered at the bottom and he started to squirm more as the human began to drown. Yoshi, was though enjoying her meal as she kept biting down, swallowing and then when the feet slipped into her mouth, the orca closed and then slipped back under the water again as the human was pushed into the big stomach as more pool water washed in, then the human felt the strong acid enter the stomach and he squirmed about, fighting for life as the sharp stabbing pain as the watery acid began to burn into his skin. Yoshi continued to swim about as her muscled moved the stomach about and slowly, Jack lost consciousness as he slipped into darkness as the large mammal hunter finally got her reward for the medication and calmed down for the evening. The small snake continued to slither about on the bottom of the pool and slipped into one of the vents.

Over the next couple of days and weeks, various people came to investigate as they questioned the other workers about the disappearance of one of their workers. As for Phil, he never missed another medication again as he stood there, just after giving Yoshi another shot of her medication and tossed a large fish into the waiting maw. “There you go girl, enjoy your meal.” The orca bit down and swallowed the large fish as she swam about the pool again and as for Jack, he was eventually cleaned out of the pool and dumped with all the rest of the shit that the animals at the marine zoo did, just a few remains within a large biohazard tub that was picked up to be destroyed. Law enforcement kept the missing file open until it was placed away as one of the cold cases, due to lack of evidence on what happened to one person and the world, it just moved on regardless as did Yoshi, the orca who eventually was released back into the sea, the humans not knowing that the was in fact a mankiller now. It was only a day or so before she managed to hunt and eat one big fat sealion and find others of her kind as she joined a pack. She had been accepted and lived a very happy life afterwards.

Don was one of those that helped the community, especially at Christmas time, the deer was one of those that never really grew that much of antlers, only a small stubble on each side of his head but he didn’t mind, the male liked other species and found them more interesting than some of his own kind that were far stuck up their own arses. As the snow fell, the deer walked about easily in the snow and ice as he ran up to where one of the canines slipped and caught him as he grabbed his arm. “Careful there, it’s a bit icy out.” The canine who was a brown dog, smiled and nodded his head at the deer. “Thanks.” Slowly the dog walked off as the deer smiled and continued his way down the street. The male slowly shifted the small sack that he had slung over his shoulder. The deer pulled out his wallet and took out a card as he looked at the address. Then he looked ahead and ran as he saw the bus just pull up at the stop and came up as he hopped onto it before he looked at the driver while breathing slightly heavy. “One for East side of town.” The deer pulled out a few notes and took the ticket from the machine before he made his way down the bus and sat down near the rear as he sidled up to the window, the small sack placed onto his legs and then he saw the vehicle move off as others were walking about. Then he saw the same dog again, slip and fall into a pile of snow and Don just shook his head as he muttered. “You get only one.” Then he laughed to himself quietly before he rested his head the back of the seat, pulled out some in the ear headphones and pressed the screen on his phone before he started to play some Christmas music.

The various people moving about with their own agenda, shopping, meeting with people as they carried bags and boxes, the deer watched the world slowly move by as the bus continued to drive across town, the whole world was busy preparing for the holidays and all that he had was a note, a set of presents within the sack and a task to do. Slowly the town changed as the shops and stalls vanished, more houses came into view as Don looked at the many different light displays on the front of the buildings, the lit up ornaments in the gardens and he smiled, Don loved this stime of year, it was always great to see others put up deer in their uniforms, dragging a big massive sleigh which was either a white polar bear in a Santa’s suit or a big white wolf in the same outfit. There was even a avian version as the deer saw briefly a white owl, being pulled along by big white hawks.

Slowly though, the bus moved through the town to the poorer side, and he still looked at the simpler displays, the ones that Don saw with much more care and love put into them and he loved them just as much as the bigger displays the richer kind had put up. Here though, he saw more snow-beasts the kids and families had made throughout the past few days, the deer grinned at the orange painted brooms for tails, the coffee cups as ear and somehow orange paint was sprayed onto one that was to be a fox. Don took photos with his phone as he listened to a red robin sing the latest song for the year and he was just happy overall. Then he saw the bus get nearer to his stop and Don slowly pulled out the earphones and placed them back into his pocket before he reached over and pressed the bell to signal that the next stop was one that he would like to depart.

The bus came to a stop as Don got up and made his way to the front before he hopped off and looked about the part of town, he was in. The stench of wolves was thick in the air, and he slowly made his way down the road as his feet clopped on the pavement as the bus drove off in the distance along with the other traffic, the headlights were lighting up the way briefly time after time. The deer looked around as he took in his surroundings and then he came up to the street, the sign was hanging on by one screw on the wall and he turned to look at the dark road ahead, most of the streetlights were off, due to being broken or no power coming to them. Slowly, Don walked forwards as he kept his senses on high alert, taking a glance at the sides as he looked at the various dark windows and some boarded up houses along the way. The deer thought to himself on why he was headed this way, whou could possible live here for a secret Santa present. Then he shook his head and berated himself, if someone did live in this part of town, right here, then they deserved the best performance and presents than others that lived in this town. And as such, Don picked up the pace with renewed energy and purpose as he made his way down the street, just let one of those wolves dare try to stop him, he was ready to give them a piece of his mind, never mind a punch and kick if it had to come to it.

Up ahead, Don could see the huge old house that stood by itself, the rusty fence and gate could be seen as the male deer walked up to it and looked about as he saw a white envelope stuck to the furthest right pole and he reached for it, his fingers grasped the edge of the envelope, then pulled it free as he looked at it from all angles. Don gave a questionable look, but then he rolled his shoulders and then opened the back up as he pulled to card from inside, then he opened that up. “Come to the back, there is a bag with suit and ladder to get to the roof, the left chimney is the one to go down, do not go down the right one.” Don looked up and nodded his head as he placed the card back into the envelope, then slowly he pulled on the rusty handle as the gate squeaked loudly, the rusty hinge complained as it was moved for the first time in ages. Don moved along the pave as he looked about the overgrown front garden, then towards the house itself that had seen better days and the deer was puzzled, but he climbed up the wooden steps onto the ground balcony and then looked to the left and the right as he slowly turned to the right and followed the way around the house. The wooden planks underneath him creaked as he walked on top of them and the deer slowed down as he looked down, thankful that the moon had come out a bit to help light the way, that and the snow that had formed about on top of everything.

Once Don had reached the back of the house, he looked at the back garden and could make out some shapes of various things that were hidden partially within the overgrowth and snow, there was a bench, a slide and a shed at the furthest part of the garden, but Don wouldn’t be able to check what was inside it without being cut by all the thorns that had grown, the vines were strangling most of everything else, bar a few long grass that managed to grow but were now frozen solid for the winter and had sprinkles of white frost and snow on the tops, bending them down due to the weight, some of which had snapped and were hanging downwards. So instead, Don concentrated on the task at hand and walked to where he saw the bag and came right up to it, the deer placed his sack down onto the wooden planks and looked at the bag on the table, his hands reached for it as he felt the leather, it was aged, the leather felt soft even in this cold weather and slowly he traced his fingers up to where the zipper was and slowly he pulled it to the left as the bag opened, the smell of fabric reached his now and he reached in to pull out a pair of red pants. With a grin, Don knew what it was as he delve in a bit more and saw the black boots. The deer looked about again as he exhaled, saw the wisps of his breath blow out and he muttered. “I’m going to have to be fast here.” And so the deer quickly started to remove some of his clothing as he put on the red Santa suit, which to his surprise, fitted remarkably well, as if it was tailored for him. Once he had finished, the deer was feeling his suit all over with his fingers, the fabric felt soft and new as he looked to where the hat was and then placed it over his head.

Now comfortable the deer picked up his sack once more and now that he was looking the part, he headed towards the ladder and slowly he looked up to where it was, the garden around it had been cleaned enough that he could step in the fluffy white snow and up high was the roof. Don moved his mouth a bit as he pondered and then with a hand on the side, the deer began to climb up the ladder slowly as he ventured upwards as a faint rain of snow began to fall, the snowflakes just floating lazily in the night air as the deer could hear his hoofs touch the rungs of the ladder. Surprisingly the ladder was firm and didn’t move about which helped the male deer feel confident as he continued to climb, so much that it didn’t take him long at all to get to the roof of the house and he stepped onto the snow covered roof and walked up the incline towards the chimney that he had been instructed to go to, Don felt wonderful and he thought on which youngster he was about to surprise with the gifts that he had brought. The male deer was glad to help the charity as he placed his hand on the cold bricks of the chimney and steadied himself as he climbed the bricks until he got to the very top and then he paused as he looked about and swallowed. At this height, the deer was a bit unsure as he sat down on the edge of the chimney and looked upwards for a moment into the sky to get his bearings back and then he looked down again and out to the front as he looked at the street laid out in front of him, all picturesque with the snow covered roofs, the pavements and road in snow and he could justabout see his own footprints in the pavement but they were slowly vanishing from the new snowfall.

Don smiled as he looked out at the city, the dark parts and the lit parts that were off to the distance, where the rich lived and he swung his feet around and let them drop into the dark chimney without a care, then slowly he started to climb down into the dark hole. The cold brickwork was easy for his hooves to grip as he slowly lowered his body down, the rim of the chimney started to go up bit by bit and then the deer lost the view of the city as he vanished into the hole itself. The male continued to climb down and then he paused as he felt something slippery instead of the brickwork and looked down, but he couldn’t see anything in the darkness. Don looked back up again as he looked at the night sky, the few stars that twinkled and turned around, being careful not to fall as he chose another side was best to climb down, but the male deer found the exact same problem, something was soft, wet and slippery. Slowly he frowned as his fingers started to ache from holding onto the shallow points in the wall between the bricks and he tried to move again turning left once more but he slipped and fell a few feet as he screamed, grabbing at the inner wall of the chimney, his fingers ended up cut and stinging but he managed to stop himself from falling. With a heavy breath in and out, the male deer felt his chest heave outwards, then inwards as he sucked in the cold air, the soot made him cough as he remained still, his feet trying to find something to hold onto but alas, he couldn’t get a footing and as such he was straining his arms and fingers to stay up.

Something was wrong, Don could feel the instincts within him tell him that, it was screaming at him to run, but the deer couldn’t move as his hands were cut more, one or two of his fingers screamed in pain by being fractured, broken, or dislocated and then he felt something soft squeeze about his legs as he was tugged downwards. Don scrambled as he ignored the pain in his hands, the arms strained to pull himself up as his sack fell down the chimney, but the sensation of something pulling him down continued as the male was slowly sinking downwards, the bricks slowly moving upwards as the male tried to get back up again. The weird wet feeling that was gripping his legs now continued as the male slipped down a bit more, it just stopped and then continued as the deer slowly descended downwards as he called out, the voice echoing into the night air but being so far away from the rest of society, the traffic busy rushing about in the end of the street didn’t hear with their radios on, the windows up and their engines humming away. All that the deer was doing was yelling at the stars, so far, far away.

The tight feeling gripped around his waist and torso now, the male squirming as he carried on trying to grab onto the brickwork, the stench of his own blood had made him feel sick to the stomach, then he fell a fair bit as he screamed loudly and then came to a stop, the male reached down to feel about his body and then he touched something scaley, the thing was moving as he felt it open and then he slipped down again as he gasped and felt something press his arms up into the air, then something touched the back of his neck and throat, then he fell again as he felt the wet tongue lap at his face, then the deer knew what was going on and he cried out loudly as his head slipped into the large mouth, the jaws moved over him as he slowly felt his head slip into the throat, then the sight of the mouth opening and closing as his hands reached up to the night sky, so tiny from the opening of the chimney itself and then he felt himself falling again as his vision got less as the fleshy walls closed around his head and his arms slowly sunk down as the hands moved to grip at the lips of the mouth, desperately trying to pull upwards but then another tug and even those slipped into the wet slimy tunnel as the last thing between his arms was the twinkling star and then the mouth closed over bringing darkness as the throat walls closed completely and the deer gasped, breathing but soon found the air lacking as he gasped out gagging, his brain fogging over as he continued to move down the fleshy tube, the sound of a heart beating nearby was the last thing he heard as the male deer passed out, never to waken again.

The large snake fell slowly back down the chimney as the sack landed at the bottom of the fireplace and slowly retreating backwards, the snake moved into the main room and lifted it’s head up before it slowly curled around itself, the motion was slow as the snake wrapped around until it’s head tested on it’s coils, it had a meal and a meal that would take all winter to digest, for now the snake could stop fighting the cold and hibernate, ready to venture out when the warm spring sun came in through the window. It had all winter to digest the venison meal, clothes and all.

This wolf thought he was the best hunter in the entire world, there was nothing that could beat the wolf at all when it came to hunting down other prey, including other predators. Steve was arrogant, rude, and always managed to put others on the wrong foot. The other thing about this male wolf was that he hunted alone and saw being in a pack as a sign of weakness. As the sound of the plane landed, the wolf had already got up and started to pull out his bags as the female gazelle yelled at him. “Will you sit the fuck down!” She said as the wolf looked towards her and then ignored as the plane came to a stop and then started to taxi towards one of the gates as he walked past her with his teeth bared. “You’re lucky I’m not hunting weaklings today.” The bag was slung over his shoulder as he looked at the female. “Best get out of my way once that door opens, I got things to do.”

When the plane did come to a stop and the door was opened, the wolf had left, leaving behind a fuming attendant as well as several other passengers but the wolf didn’t care, he had things to go to, things to do and all of those behind him with their hurt feelings meant nothing to him, there was far more important things to do this day than cater to others. And so, this is how Sam lived, the wolf had always been like this even as a pup. He was the first to get the milk from the mother, he was the first to be taken notice, he was the first to get everything and anyone, even his siblings were just far too weak to be considered. Eventually as he grew up, this arrogance from the male continued to grow and fester to every part of his being. Until the day came when he saw the alpha in the family, his mother and father to be far too weak as the rest of the pack and he just upped and left, not without beating up several of the members beforehand and killing three of them.

It was the usual thing for him, get through the airport as quickly as he could possibly go, the wolf wasn’t exactly small in nature as he moved through the crowd and got to the where the luggage was as he stood there waiting in between two hippos. Steve looked from one to the other and shrugged as he looked to where his bags were coming down the line and once, they were within reach, he grabbed them and headed straight for security. The wolf stood in line as he tapped his foot paw, before he came up to a lioness who looked at him. “Passport and reason of visit.” Steve just smiled, this is the sort he liked, right to the point, no messing about, side tracking as he held his passport and documentation. “Hunting trip, here’s the permit, hotel booking and will be here for two weeks. Oh, and this is my recent bank statement and available funds to support myself.” The wolf stood there as he watched the female lioness look over the stuff, then stamped the passport as she handed back the documentation. “Enjoy your stay.” Steve nodded, got himself ready and walked through into another country as he made his way towards the exit.

The hot air hit him in the face as he walked out from the air-conditioned airport and the wolf made his way over to where the nearest taxi was and pushed past some of the holiday makers as he placed his bags into the boot as the family of wallabies glared at him. Steve ignored them and climbed into the back seat of the car; the wolf growled at the driver. “Hotel De’Grav’o.” Then he watched as the taxi drove off and left the fuming group that he had pushed past on the pavement to wait for the next taxi to arrive. The male closed his eyes as he rolled down the window slightly to allow some fresh aair to come across his face and as the taxi headed out of town, the wolf opened his eyes to look out at the tundra with a grin, the yellow eyes of his stared at the hunting grounds and he couldn’t wait to get out there.” Steve pulled out his black leather book and flicked through the pages as he looked at all the species that he had hunted in the past, there was just one left and that was of the wild lion tribe, especially the alpha male left to go and then he would be known as the best hunter in the entire world.

The taxi eventually came up to the hotel as the wolf got out, grabbed his bags and then headed to where the tree was, it was a large tree as various levels of floors, all made out of wood were built onto the tree. Steve nodded to a monkey who stood inside the lift, and he ventured into it as the primate pulled on the rope and the whole structure went up towards the first floor of the hotel. Steve ventured out as he saw two gazelles look at him from across the reception desk and he paced over to it as the bags were placed down onto the wooden planks. Steve pulled out his reservation and handed it over without saying anything. The gazelle on the left looked at the papers and nodded his head. “Ah, so you’re here to challenge the King then. He is expecting you in the tearoom, we can take your bags to your room as you do that.” The female gazelle handed over a key. “It’s the third room on the second floor to your right, have a pleasant stay.”

Steve nodded and headed towards the room where he was pointed at, while his baggage was taken away to his room, the wolf pushed open the door as he looked inside and grinned at the thin lion who sat there in ceremonial uniform and padded over before he sat down at the other end of the small table. “So, you’re the king then?” Steve asked as he reached for a sandwich and took a bit of the beef inside of it, chewing slowly. The lion nodded his head. “And you’re the one that’s going to dethrone me with my death? So many have come and fai-“ The lion didn’t have time to finish as the wolf interrupted him. “No, not fail, actually dethrone you and take your place as the best hunter in the world. I don’t give a shit about this country, just that I can say that I’m the King of all Predators.” Steve threw the half-eaten sandwich at the lion. “As for you, I don’t see any challenge at all, so tomorrow before sunrise, let’s get this done.” The wolf got up and he headed out of the room as the male lion picked up the half-eaten sandwich and placed it into a napkin. A larger form came up alongside him. “So, has he turned up yet?” The smaller lion nodded his head. “Yeah, turned up, bragged and left. Thought I was you for a moment, wants to meet before sunrise tomorrow morning.” The larger form nodded. “Then I best get ready, come you can help me do that.”

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The next morning, Steve stood outside in the long grass field, the savannah was cool as the moon was low in the sky, the wolf had dressed accordingly as in he wore nothing but his loincloth, the rest of his body was naked as he stretched, the male wolf felt good this day. All his planning, all those murders were to come to the end of the journey. He was prepared, senses primed, and he gave another stretch, cracking a few joints here and there. All he had to do was wait until the lion got here and he could take down the weakling. Steve was surprised such a male even got to be king of anything, this would be so easy. There was a sound from behind as the wolf started to turn but was then flailing his arms as he was falling down face first into the long grass, the pain of sharp claws around his sides, the thud as his head smacked into the damp wet ground and then the loud growl that came from above him. “So, you did turn up.” Steve watched as a very large hand paw came down onto the ground just in front of him as the wolf blinked at the sight. It was much bigger than the one he had seen the day before and he coughed. “Think you got the wrong person; I’m waiting for the king to show up.”

The huge head of the lion looked down; the thick mane covered the top of the wolf’s head as he spoke. “I am the King; you met my security guard. You think I would meet someone like you without seeing what you say and do in person?” The weight of another paw pressed down between the male wolf’s shoulder blades and kept the wolf pinned to the ground, the wolf blinked as he felt the lion mount him and then he squirmed when he felt the tip of the huge cock press under his tail. Before Steve was about to say anything, the lion pushed in as the thick cock slipped into the tight back passage of the wolf and then the fuzzy fur around the groin pressed against his backside. “I’m in charge here, prey. You really thought you had a chance?” The Lion spoke as the paw came up and then the thick fingers wrapped about the snout of the wolf, then held tightly as Steve felt the bigger male start to slip out and then back in again as he was mated.

The huge heavy balls slapped against his own as the lion fucked into the wolf hard and fast, the strong musky male scent of the feline was all over the canine now, Steve gagged to the smell as he tried to push upwards, but the weight of the bigger male kept him on all fours, then he felt the other hand reach down around him as the sharp claws dragged over his belly, then he felt the claws slice open his innards as Steve felt the weight down there just vanish, the lion started to lick the top of his head as the large male King growled. “You’re my breakfast, wolf. Just like the others.” The barbs on the tongue were slowly making the head of the wolf bare, the hairs were stripped down to the skin as the lion licked the juicy skin on top of the scalp as his cock jerked before it spurted the thick musky lion cum deep within the wolf bowels.

Steve gasped around the large hand paw, unable to move as the same paw moved up to where his throat was and then the male wolf gasped as he felt his neck being sliced open, then the large lion pulled out, flipped the wolf onto his back as he laid there gasping for air and the big male started to eat the wolf alive, the sounds of the bones crunched under the powerful jaws as Steve laid there in a pool of blood while the mighty predator king of all predators ate a very hearty meal of canine flesh and bone, all while the day’s hot sun was slowly rising up from the horizon. After a while, the big large male lion got up as he looked down at his bloodied body and smiled at the remains of the wolf, dipped his head and then turned to walk away, the King leaving the dead wolf to be scavenged by the local avian life who came down to pick away at the remains. Using his claw, the King cleaned out the meat that was trapped between his teeth. “Canines, pfft.”

Devo had just finished another shot of whiskey, the chubby chimp was slightly bit more then tipsy, less than drunk as the male was dressed in full Father’s Christmas, the male staggered along the road as he took another shot, which was drinking from the bottle directly. All the various streetlights, little as they were just danced about in his eyes, coming into focus, then out of focus as he burped loudly, spat onto the floor, and then staggered a bit more down the street. It was all over, the whole working for very little pay. And to put up with the various youngsters who were all pretending to be little angels but in the end they were as worse as their adults in their schemes to bribe rewards as they listed so many rich things that he never managed to afford himself, even if he did this job for two years running.

The chimp came to a stop and swigged the last of the whiskey as it burned his throat, then threw the bottle as it smashed onto the tarmac and then yelled out. “Fuck you all!” The male chimp slowly started to undress, taking off the red Santa coat, then threw it into the ditch, the suspenders came off as he unhooked them from his shoulders, kicked off his boots, the red pants came off as he stood there in white vest and underpants. His hand slipped down to rub at his groin and then he stumbled off down the road, thankful that this part of the world was still warm during Christmas Eve.

Swaying left and right, the male chimpanzee burped as the whole world swam around him, the male muttered to himself. “Stop moving planet, trying to get home.” Devo head was swimming as his whole vision was blurred, the various veins on his eyeball throbbed as the male could see the beat of his heart. He reached up as he rubbed his eyes, the whole situation irritated his already slammed by several hits to the head by the booze and then he tripped as he fell into the sand that was alongside the road. With a loud “Fuck!”, the chimp swore and then turned over onto his back as he looked up to the night sky, some clouds were slowly drifting about, the moon was out, and the stars faded in and out from his blurred drunk vision.

Jevo chest heaved up and down as the chimp took in the warm night air and reached down to his groin again which had thickened out within the white underwear, his fingers slipped into the fabric to give his black cock a fondle with his hand, the chimp rolled it about as it throbbed and he smiled, the male decided to just lie right there in the sand, the deserted road just nearby as he started to stroke his shaft as his mind wandered to stare at the stars. Slowly, the male had pulled off his briefs, then his vest as he laid there in public, not caring as his hand stroked his fat cock, the pre leaked from the tip as he wanked himself. His drunk mind not caring it was against the law, to do even this action in public as his legs spread out, knees bent slightly and slowly the male was jerking off quickly, his hand had a firm grip on his cock as the male stroked hard and fast to fight the side affects of being drunk that was always trying to get his penis to go limp again.

Wet fingers now brushed over his head as the male continued to stroke his cock, the other hand slipped down to hold onto his balls and the male urinated as the yellow stream of piss sprayed all over his chest and face as he never once stopped wanking as his bladder emptied out, the foul stench of his strong urine filled the night earth as the hot liquid squirted out. Jevo moaned as the wet sloppy slurps could be heard now, the chimpanzee used the piss as lube as his cock was wet with the stuff, that the male closed his eyes and just enjoyed the moment. All that frustration, stress of the last two months sitting on some uncomfortable chair was slowly draining away as the male continued to imagine being on some tropical island, surrounded by the sexiest adults as he made out with one of them beside the pool.

So much was the chimp not paying attention to the rest of the world, that the mammal didn’t notice one of the most deadliest reptiles to ever walk the land, the huge lizard walked slowly across the sand, the sight of the bright red male just lying there, hand sliding up and down the penis as the thick black tongue slicked out and in as it hissed, then slowly, the lizard moved forwards, the massive creature was at least five times the size of the male chimp and under the disguise of night, the sand made for a silent approach. Then the lizard slipped downwards, the huge belly touched the warm sand and it waited as it slicked it’s tongue out once more, then the whole creature tensed up.

Then it happened as the lizard came forwards quickly, mouth open and before the chimp knew hat was happening, his head was inside of the large mouth, the jaws closed, and the sharp teeth punctured his skin. Jevo let go of his cock as he tried to call out but blood was filling his mouth as the chimp spat it out, the thick dark liquid splashed out as the large lizard tasted the rich hot blood against it’s tongue and then started to drag the chimpanzee back away from the road, the strength of the lizard was enough to make this easy as the male chimp reached out to try and stop it, kicking as the sand flew up into the night air. One of his hands reached up to hit the snout of the lizard who stopped and then shook his head as the body outside of the mouth moved about as the chimp was flung around like a ragdoll and then Jevo felt a sharp pain, a loud crack as his neck broke, the entire body of the male went limp, the whole sensation went away and all that the chimp could feel was his head. The lizard stopped shaking its head and then opened the mouth again as the male chimp felt more of his body slip into the mouth, then the jaws closed again as the teeth pierced the chest.

There was no pain as the chimp slowly was being pushed towards the back of the mouth, the throat glistening with saliva as the lizard savoured the rich blood that was oozing out of this fat monkey now, the chimp could hear the wet inner sounds of the beast that was eating him, then he heard something else, Christmas music as the sound of a engine came into range as it was driving past, the two occupants in the vehicle looked but one of them shrugged his shoulders as only they could see the dark shadow outlines. “Looks like the lizard caught one of the wildlife again.” Jevo wanted to scream, call for help but the sound of the Christmas music and the engine faded again, the large lizard moved backwards away from the road even more and then without anything that the chimp could do, the lizard got to a distance were not even noise from the road could be heard as the mammal felt himself slipping into the throat as the lizard continued to push the fat chimp into his large mouth, the teeth clamping down as more blood oozed out, the teeth sliced into the penis as Jevo felt himself slowly getting dizzy, more so from the booze as his head and body was slowly dying, the chimp was quickly being eaten with each bite.

Then the chimp slipped into the stomach of the lizard, the legs were the last things to be bitten down into and then with their paralysed state, the legs slipped into the mouth and then slowly the large lizard swallowed as the huge weight in his belly rubbed his belly scales against the sand. Then with a flick of his eyes, that closed and opened up, the lizard turned around and started to walk off across the desert in search of a nice rock to lie onto for when the sun would help with digestion with it’s Christmas meal, the chimp slowly sloshed about in the stomach, no longer having to put up with anymore low pay or annoying people ever again, but at least the chimpanzee died happy and drunk.

There was a mouse that lived within the walls of the house, which was protected by a cat, which had a job to catch the mouse but had the most horrendous two years of not being able to catch the mouse. The house was owned by the feline but found out after purchasing the new home that he had another squatting inside of the property and this was the situation the cat found himself. The male cat was sat in his armchair, the glass of whiskey in his paw as the male listened to some music as the fire danced about within the fireplace. To the side on the small wooden polished table, a gold rimmed saucer with a mine pie, half eaten as various crumbs fell to the hard smooth surface of the saucer itself, the cat was pure black furred as he looked down at the business newspaper on his lap and smiled, he had made quite a fair bit of money this year, especially from those who were dumb enough to fall for his promises of riches.

With another sip of his whiskey, the feline smiled and purred to himself, he lived there on his own in the huge mansion, bar from the mouse that had decided to live illegally inside his property, but after losing out on various court cases, the cat stopped going the legal route and instead took it on himself to do it no matter what. Jose looked at the open hole in the sideboard, the cat glared but there were no traps around the area, it was all clear, bar the various pistols that had been set up in case anything pressed down on that floorboard. The feline had decided that it was better to just murder the mouse, pay off whoever needs to be paid off and get on with his life. All that he had to do now was to wait and enjoy the show while reading on how much more he got rich while drinking this thousand-dollar bottle of whiskey, paid off of course by those he had tricked in the last month selling worthless shares.

The hours passed by as the night came in, the wisps of snow began to fall and the faint orange glow from the streetlights came into the house and still there was nothing at all going on with the mouse that evening. As the clock struck midnight, the cat yawned, placed the glass down and then headed off to bed, there was still work to do tomorrow, more money to be made and more people to ruin as their Christmas plans burned to ash. The cat walked up the stairs as Jose felt the wooden polished handrail, the sound of his footsteps creaked on the old wooden planks and the cat looked about the massive hallway that sprawled out below him. The house was too big for a single person to live in, but the male enjoyed it as the lights turned off down below as he flicked the switch and walked off down the corridor to his own bedroom. Only the orange glow of the streetlights filled part of the hall as it filtered through the various glass panes. As Jose turned on the lights in his room, the cat slowly undressed and slipped into his large bed, then smiled as he snuggled down into the soft silk sheets, the feline started to feel warm, then he heard loud bangs from down below and he grinned even wider. That was another problem dealt with and just before the holidays as well, life was good afterall. Slowly, Jose fell asleep as he purred loudly.

Down below, Sam knelt on the board, the male mouse held the head of the older female mouse, all that was left was a few body parts as he sobbed, the loss of his mother as the rodent looked to where the guns were still smoking, soon after firing and then his ears turned about as the male mouse heard the purring that came from the main bedroom. Slowly, he lowered the head down onto the wooden floorboard and then stood up. Sam knew the cat wanted him out, but he was here first before that cat bought the house and now, after wining so many court cases, the feline had resorted to stepping up the game. With clenched fists, Sam growled as his two sets of teeth rubbed against each other. This wasn’t a game, it was about time that feline upstairs found out, the rodent turned around as his tail flicked in the air and the male mouse stormed back into the wall.

Sam rummaged about as the mouse searched high and low for something, the male mouse was on a mission now, his heart set out for revenge as the mouse found what he was searching for and held the small bottle in his hand. With a deep breath he looked about the old home and then started to move about it as he touched the various things that were once his, the mouse walked about as he cried, the tears ran down his face as the memories flooded back to where he was brought up, the way his mother had made the place so homely for so many years. Eventually he came to the hole in the wall, and he placed his hand paw onto it and then looked back. With a sigh, Sam slowly walked out into the main room. It was huge as he looked about, the furniture was giant to the size he was now, and he came to a stop in the middle of the room and looked down at the bottle held in his hand. Sam twisted the top, dropped the cap onto the floor and then swigged the entire contents down into his stomach, then he dropped the bottle as it smashed, and the male mouse fell to his knees. The mouse then gripped his stomach as he felt the concoction begin to work as the mouse started to grow, the sound of new bone forming made the male mouse cry out in pain as he slowly grew bigger and bigger, then the mouse started to change as he growled loudly, eventually the mouse had grown to full size and then he stood there, sharp teeth glistened in the orange light, the long sharp claws and the male mouse remembered deep down what had happened and then he ran.

The cat upstairs had woken up and could hear the loud footsteps that was coming up the stairs, Jose reached to get hold of a phone on the side table but the bedroom door had smashed open and there stood the large weremouse who with the deep red eyes, looked at the male cat and then jumped towards the bed as the cat cried out as the huge heavy form landed on top of him, then the mouse started to snap at his face as the cat had desperately grabbed hold of the neck and pushed as hard as he could, the whole weight of the mouse though was still pressing down as Jose looked at the hatred within the eyes and the cat realised who it was, then the cat thought who had he killed instead with his trap, then the sharp teeth of the mouse tore his right ear off and he cried out as the mouse growled, then got off the bed before it ripped the entire sheets off as Jose was up and running from outside the bedroom. The mouse went immediately after the cat as the bedroom door slammed against the wall as the two forms ran down the corridor, one filled with rage, the other with fear.

With a swipe of his hand, Sam slashed the cat across the back who cried out in pain, toppled over and fell down the stairs as the feline rolled downwards as various bones broke, the loud snaps could be heard as Jose continued to cry out as he landed onto the main marbled floor of the hallway and groaned as the large weremouse slowly made his way down the steps to the stricken male cat. Jose looked out in horror as the male mouse came right up to him and then knelt down as the sharp claws sliced the bed clothing from the male cat until he was naked, the mouse snarled as his large snout pressed up against the nose of the cat, the tongue came out and the entire face was licked as the feline felt himself shaking, still moaning from the pain as the large rodent pulled back and then tore at his belly, the sharp claws slicing through as the male cat yelled in pain, as the blood squirted out, the mouse began to tear chunks from inside as the rodent started to eat the cat alive. Jose saw the various bits of flesh being chewed, bits that fell back out of the large snout as the mouse continued to eat and chew, the large rodent hands gripped and tore the ribcage apart as Jose gagged and choked, now unable to breathe as the organs were torn apart. Only the faint mist of red that had started to fill the sight of the feline as the large weremouse was seen eating the various organs, then Jose died as the large rodent, fully bloodied was busy eating the cat, meat and bone alike as the sickening sound of flesh was being consumed.

Sam woke up the next morning as he laid there on the marbled floor, still the same size as when he grew but the weremouse within him had gone, the male rodent sat up as he looked at his bloodied naked form and his hand went up to the side of his head and the male groaned. Slowly the male mouse pushed himself up as he stood in what was left of the feline’s blood and he felt the sticky mess between his toes, then with each step, the mouse went up the stairs as he left the bloodied footprints in his wake, the sun shone through the various windows, and he made his way to the nearest bathroom that there was. Since the house was huge and had many bathrooms, this was an easy task as the rodent moved into one of the showers and then slowly turned on the water as he washed himself, the mouse felt his flat stomach, then the rest of his body as he washed the blood and gore from his fur until he was cleaned. Later in the day, after the male rodent had cleaned up the mess in the hallway, he stood there in the garden, dressed in the finest clothes as he held a small box in his large hand paws and knelt in the snow, the small hole was dug out as he slowly lowered the box into the ground and then he wiped his eyes as he muttered. “Bye mum.” Slowly, the mouse covered the box with the soil as he buried his last remaining relative and looked at the small gravestone and placed his hand on top of it gently. “He’ll never hurt another person again, I’ll make sure of that.” The mouse got up and left.

Over the holiday season, the mouse gave a fair amount of money away, especially to those that had been conned by the feline and as for the workers who had to suffer from the nasty boss, the mouse smiled and offered them a bonus as he slowly informed them that he was now in charge and that things would be different. To those that suffered the most, Sam smiled and offered them a place at his table for Christmas dinner, it felt right that the amount of food the cat had in his stores, should be used for a better purpose and what better than to feed those that had suffered by the feline in the past. The mouse paid handsomely for some to work in cooking the meal as the whole house was cleaned top to bottom, kitted out with the best decorations and various vans came to unload the presents. By the time everything was set, the mouse sat in the same chair, everything about the feline was removed, thrown into the trash as the mouse swirled the whiskey about in the glass and took a sip. Tomorrow was Christmas Day and he had to host, Sam looked forward to it, just as his mother had taught him.

The cave was full of supplies, meat, drinks, cans of food, snacks of all kinds from the ones that crunch to the others that would melt during the hottest days of the year. You see, this was Dave’s stash, the big brown bear was currently sleeping throughout the winter and when spring came, he would be bag of bones and it was this large stash of food to consume that would protect anyone from outside of the cave to be mauled to death. The whole area knew what the deal was, they left his stash alone, they wouldn’t get hurt and as such this went on for years, even if someone was really struggling and unable to eat, they wouldn’t go near the cave that Dave slept in on fear of something bad happening. Unfortunately for one travelling raccoon though, this was unknown to him and after losing out on his own territory from a bank run by pigs no less, the raccoon walked through the snow as he huddled within the dirty blanket, his stomach just growled at him as the raccoon argued with it as he went on. “I know you’re hungry but there’s nothing I can do about it, so shut up, will you?”

It had started to snow again as the raccoon cursed the gods from above. He tugged the fabric around his body even tighter to keep out the cold, but the old blanket had thinned out and as such, it was a losing battle as he shivered. Then the wind brought about the sweet smell of food, the raccoon just stood there and took in the painful sniff of cold air as his tongue took in the various scents. Booze, snacks, sandwiches, biscuits, cereal, cheese. By the time his brain sorted out the various scents, he was drooling, the sticky substance quickly froze about his lower snout and the raccoon sniffed again to determine the direction that it was all coming from, then he started to walk in that direction, the male driven on by hunger as he trudged through the thick, cold snow.

The slope started to go up as the raccoon continued to trudge through the thick snow, the thin blanket was starting to get heavy, the wetter it became and slowly with the drive of the alluring scents that kept on pushing him forwards, the raccoon slowly allowed the blanket to drop into the snow as he braved the snow fall head on, the icy wind cut through his fur, the skin on the inside was calling out in pain as the old wounds from the surface and underneath of many battles from the past came back as if they only just happened. But it was his stomach and mind that kept pushing the male to go against the strong winds, his hand paw held up as he shielded his eyes, that stung from the icy blast of the winter storm as the faint outline of the snowy hill lay ahead, much steeper than he had currently been walking up until now, then he saw it, that faint grey shape. Don sniffed the air again as the raccoon fell onto his hands and knees now, crawling slowly towards the opening of the cave, as he got closer the wind became less, the view was much more vivid in it’s outline and colour, then the raccoon rolled into the cave as he dropped down a few feet and then laid there on his back for a moment or so as his cold body trembled from the onslaught of the storm he got caught in.

Slowly, Don got up as his entire body shook still from the cold, the raccoon pushed himself from the floor and stood there as he looked about and even in the darkness, his eyes had adjusted as the various shapes came into view and his mouth just drooled. Quickly, the raccoon moved over to a bag of crisps (chips) as he quickly tore the packet apart and started to eat away at the beef flavour slabs of potato, the loud crunching echoed about the cave as Don sat down onto the floor again and reached out for a can, then he stopped as he felt something fuzzy than the cold metal. With some of the potato bits that fell onto his chest, the raccoon looked up and saw a rather large open maw with big teeth stare back down at him. “And what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” The deep bass voice echoed inside Don’s head and the cave, the raccoon made to move, scrambling but a heavy paw gripped him by the neck, pulled him back and then the male raccoon found himself lifted from the floor and then came face to face with a half asleep, yet pissed off brown grizzly bear. “Where the fuck, do you think you’re going, thief!”

“Nowhere!” Don swallowed, though the grip about his neck made it hard to finish the movement of swallowing as he looked into those dark eyes, still half asleep and yet so very dangerous as he heard the dark deep bass rumble from within the large ribcage as Dave spoke again. “That’s right, you’re going nowhere, thief!” The bear turned half around and threw the male raccoon to the back of the cave as the bear looked to the entrance and then rose as he attacked the roof, the entrance caving in bar a tiny little gap for air to come in and he moved to where the entrance was, covered in rock and soil, then laid down as the bear started to settle again. “Eat all you like thief, there is no escaping this cave until the spring.” Dave gave a toothy grin. “Then you’re all mine.” Then with a large yawn, the big grizzly went back to sleep as Don laid there at the back of the cave, the raccoon tried to move but quickly clasped his paws about his mouth as his leg was broken, the pain that shook right through him was enough to point that out. There was nothing to do but to reach out and he started to eat the mountain of snacks, hoping it would make him able to recover fast enough before the big bear awoke in the spring.

Months later, the raccoon burped as he tossed another can to the empty pile, the male raccoon had put on a fair bit of weight now, there wasn’t much left bar one chocolate bar and he opened it up with his grubby fat fingers and took a bite, the entire coat of his was stained with various bits of food as the fat raccoon just laid there at the back of the cave as he tried to move his leg again, it had healed but the weight he had put on had made it impossible for him to actually move, it was just too weak for him to put weight on it. Don slowly came to the realisation that there was nothing to be done now and so he ate throughout the winter, piled on the pounds, and crunched at the soft chocolate that had warmed up and was half melted as it dribbled down onto his fingers and chest with the rest of the food bits and pieces that littered about within his knotted fur. Slowly, the raccoon saw the big bear start to wake up again and he swallowed the last of the chocolate and just sat as he watched the large brown bear get up, stretched, and then turned to face the raccoon. “Oh yes, I remember now.”

Don saw the bear move towards him and then the large mouth was right in front of him again as Dave prodded the large belly of the raccoon. “Nice of you to do as you were told.” The big bear licked with his large tongue over the raccoon’s face and smiled toothily at the other male. “Are you ready for your punishment now, thief?” Don nodded his head as he sighed. “Yes, I’m ready for what you have planned, I cannot escape, you have no food and you’re hungry, so go ahead and just do it.” The raccoon frowned as the large bear laughed and then held the sides of the raccoon head in his large paws and then showed his teeth. “Anyone you want me to look for a last message while I’m up for half the year?” Don shook his head at the bear. “I don’t know anyone anymore.” The big bear nodded. “Then you won’t be missed.” The bear then slowly opened his large maw and began to stuff the raccoon’s head into it, as Don felt the warm moist mouth of the bear, the thick drool that coated his fur and the bear tasted the chocolate and other flavours from the snack, the raccoon didn’t clean himself, allowing the bear to taste what was his in the first place. Pleased with this, the bear pushed the raccoon to the back of his mouth as the throat gripped about that snout and Don felt himself sliding down the fleshy slick walls of the ursine throat as that huge maw opened up wider to accommodate the chubby raccoon, the lips slipped over the broad shoulders as the raccoon felt the warmth of the bear cling all around him and he just closed his eyes, the raccoon enjoying the ride down to oblivion.

Dave gurgled around the fat raccoon as he pushed more of the male into his mouth, the bear was hungry as the two heard the gurgling stomach begging to be filled, the raccoon could smell the thick stench of stomach acid as he was pushed further down the food pipe, the muscles gripped and tugged him downwards as the bear continued to drool, thick globs of it fell down the sides of his mouth as he held the rest of the male body in his large hands, the raccoon slowly slipped into the stomach as he saw only blackness within, the stench of the acid bubbling away as he slowly felt that tight muscle ring open up as it pushed back his fur, the raccoon slipped into the bag of muscle as it began to warp about him, the rest of his body quickly followed as the bear pushed the foot paws into his large muzzle, closed his mouth and swallowed for the last time as he groaned happily. Don though was soon pushed completely into the stomach as he laid there in the pool of acid and slowly, the fumes made his head dizzy and the male raccoon went unconscious for the last time.

Later that day, the big bear walked into the bar as he looked at the regulars who had stopped talking, he grinned as he saw their scared terrified faces and he padded over to where the bar was and listened to the barstool creak. “An ale, make it a large one.” Dave said to the fox behind the counter, he slowly turned around and looked at the regulars, his friends and he laughed, a big deep laugh as he patted his fat stomach. “Relax, I’ve eaten well so you’re all safe, come and let’s have a drink, a chat and you can tell me how the holidays went?” Slowly, his friends gathered round as his stomach gurgled, busy digesting the large meal he had earlier that day, all the time as he listened, the large bear paw just rested on his chubby belly and rubbed it as he helped the stomach move about the contents of what was once the raccoon thief and laughed to the tales of what happened last Christmas as he slept through it. When asked what he did, Dave gave a big grin, his sharp teeth glistened from the beer. “Well, I did have one visitor, who decided to stay for the winter.” Dave retold the story as his friends listened, it was a good spring day and Dave was awake, alive and happy.

The large brown-haired stallion sat there in the cubicle as he leaned back against the hard seat and just waited. His large flaccid horse cock just laid there in front of him as it hung off the edge of the toilet seat, the massive thick pole was heavy as it bent downwards towards the tiles of the floor. With a sigh, the male horse just placed both of his hands against the back of his head and closed his eyes as he just sat there waiting, his large balls swung back and forth in the loo itself as from time to time, he felt the cold ceramic bowl brush and touch against his hairless balls.

Paul wasn’t expecting anyone to turn up, it was late on Christmas Eve and the horse was having a bad time of it as soon even the heating in this public loo would be turned off and he would have to venture back out and home for the holiday, but the stallion wasn’t about to give up now, not after spending all day sitting here, it was only a matter of time before someone would turn up and all. They just had to, the male breathed in and out through his nostrils as he listened for any sign of life that would come into the public bathroom, then he heard the sound of the door open and slowly he opened the left eye as he heard the footsteps move across the floor, the claws that made tiny sounds and then the door to the cubicle next to him opened and he heard it close and then locked. The horse idn’t say anything in fear of scaring away whoever was in there but then he heard a whisper. “Anyone in there?” Paul smiled as he replied to the neighbour. “Yeah, just little old me.” The horse grinned as he listened to the other side of the cubicle wall. “I’m famished, think you could give me something to ease that?” Paul just grinned and got up; his body was tall as he looked over the side of the wall at the yellow Labrador on the other side. “Sure, fresh from the tap, eh?”

When the horse saw the dog look up and blushed, well, the horse thought that the dog was blushing, it was hard to tell with all that thick yellow fur in the way but slowly the male dog undressed and slipped down onto his knees, the pile of clothes left on top of the closed toilet seat and waited patiently. Paul reached down with his large hand and slowly lifted the thick cock of his as he began to push it through the wall separating the two. As soon as that cock slipped through the glory hole, the Labrador slowly took it with his smaller fingers and held the weighty shaft as pre oozed from the hole. Paul could see the canine’s nose shift about as the male dog inhaled the musky stallion scent and then slowly the long smooth tongue slipped out from the black lips of the muzzle and the dog started to lick about the head of that horse cock. The fleshy member of the tongue swirled the pre about as saliva was left on the very tip of the horse dick and Paul breathed in and out loudly as he pressed his groin against the smooth, cool wall of the cubicle. “Oh yeah, that’s it, lick it good.”

The cold nose of the dog pressed against the hole in his dick, the horse panted heavily as the thick gooey substance of his pre oozed out to be licked by that warm tongue, his cock was feeling the hot and cold sensation of the Labrador attention, while those fingers stroked up and down the slightly slick shaft of his cock, teasing at the nerves to coax more of his bodily fluids to squirt out as the male stallion was slowly milked as his shaft throbbed and pressed against the plywood of the cubicle wall. Slowly the canine slipped his tongue into that salty hole, the horse gave a loud whinny as he watched from above over the top of the cubicle wall and slowly he saw the dog nose slip into his piss hole, the alluring scent of his pre and musk keeping the canine from pulling away as the horse panted heavily, more pre was just squirting into that nose and mouth now as the male dog, lapped it up as his red cock slipped out from the sheath and hung there with the thick knot throbbing near to the bathroom floor. Slowly the Labrador reached down to start wanking himself as thick globs of pre splattered onto the dirty loo floor, then the canine’s head slipped further into the horse penis as the piss hole stretched around and then with a wet slurp the entire dog’s head popped into the penis itself.

The horse could see the dog struggle now as the fat head of his cock was stretched, but the suction held fast as the horse continued to ooze pre into the Labrador’s throat, giving the male dog no other motion but to keep on swallowing the clear warm liquid, the belly of the canine started to swell as the stallion grunted and then slowly his cock bulged again as the lips of the piss slit slowly slipped over the shoulders of the male dog as the thickness of the cock started to crack the cubicle wall around the hole. Every time the dog pulled and struggled, his cock throbbed and spurted more pre down that dark tunnel as it flowed all over the canine’s head. Then slowly the suction began again as the male canine was slowly sinking further and deeper into the large horse cock itself. With a loud crack, the cubical panel broke in two as the male horse pushed the pieces to the side as he then reached down to his large shaft and stroked it as slowly the view of the male dog trapped as his arms were slowly pressed against the side of his torso.

Eventually Paul saw the dog slowly slip into his penis, as it stretched outwards, the wet pre mouth oozed clear liquid as the canine was made slick to be slurped further into the tight hot tunnel inside, the sound of the foot claws scraped against the tile floors as the huge cock on the dog throbbed and kicked up as pre squirted out, betraying the rest of the Labrador’s body as it fought against the huge hungry tube, that slowly slurped around the body as the piss slit opening slid up to the wrists, then with another suction the canine hands were trapped inside the penis of the large stallion who just huffed with delight as his cock oozed pre all over the floor as it pooled, the thick slippery substance just kept on growing as the canine cock jerked about as thick ropes of his cum splattered noisily onto the bathroom floor, then it was pushed backwards to go between the legs as the huge horse cock slurped it into it’s wide open maw, then as the canine slowly slid further in, the legs became shorter until with the horse cock rose up as Paul held it and saw the feet slip inside. Then the sensation of the weight of the dog came as the Labrador rested nicely in his huge ball sac, the canine being squeezed into both until the suction broke the dog into half as the male dog squirmed about within the huge stretched out balls of the horse and he gasped loudly, his penis sliding back into it’s original shape and size as his cock slowly became loose again, the firmness was vanishing, the head drooped down towards the floor as a large splash of pre hit the tiles and slowly it was against his groin, only the thick gooey pre covered the rather large ball sac as it began to digest the two halves of the canine within each, turning that bloody mess into vast amounts of fresh cum. Paul got dressed as he used straps to keep his pants up, the huge bulge was still there underneath the jeans and he smiled, his hands felt them and slowly he walked out of the bathroom and ventured into the snowy night air. With a deep breath, the horse held it and then exhaled as a mist of his water vapor drifted up into the air and there in the bright light of the notice board was his own face, the horse held a huge bottle, advertising for other canines the benefits of drinking his protein shake. With a grin, the stallion laughed at the thought of all those that drank his drink, not knowing that it was them drinking one of his own as the horse made his way home.

Once Paul was home, the horse slowly undressed and then he sat down in his comfortable leather chair and reached over to a large rubber tube as he slowly coaxed his cock to grow again as it stretched out in front, hard as a rock. The stallion pushed the soft rubber tube over his horse cock and then pressed a button as the machine started to suck and stroke the cock as the horse grabbed for the remote and turned the television on as he watched some sports programme, his legs spread out, the huge balls hung over the rim of the chair and the machine started in earnest to milk the huge stallion as his balls by then had already turned the huge canine into gallons of fresh hot creamy cum as it started to ooze out from the tip of his cock, the thick globs of cum slid down the rubber tubing as it went into the machine and then dropped down into the vast glass container. Now and again, Paul humped into the air as his cock continued to swell and spew pre and cum down the rubber tube as his balls deflated slowly, letting go of the vast amounts of cum. Then with a huge groan, the hosr felt his cock spat out a huge load of his thick cum, the tube full as the vast glass container began to fill up as it just kept on coming, the balls started to shrink as the machine sucked all the cum from that wet dick that just couldn’t stop flexing, the veins pulsated fast, the horse unable to concentrate on the tv as his eyes closed and after one climax, then another, the horse felt his balls empty as the machine finished sucking up all of the juicy thick white spooge from his spent cock.

Taking the tubing off his cock, the horse shudder to the sensation of his very sore cock, then he got up from his chair, his large penis fell down as bits of his cum splattered to the floor and he went to where the vial was, unhooked the tube and bending his knees, Paul lifted the heavy load up and walked into the other room as he felt the warmth of the cum inside the container as it sloshed about inside. He poured the contents into another tub and then he turned on the machine as it started to work, sucking up the thick liquid as the machine cleaned it, then slowly began to fill bottles of the thick creamy cum as those bottles moved about, then tops were placed on top to secure them. Paul went and placed each bottle into the fridge to ensure they stayed fresh. There was about seventy five to a hundred bottles, not much but he could sell them for a high price at the market. And then, Paul thought to himself, it was back to another alley, public loo and get his balls refilled by some other poor sap that couldn’t resist huge horse cock. Life was good for Paul, shame about his victims but the stallion thought of it as them helping others in gaining muscle themselves. Paul walked to the doorway and looked back, grinned and headed back to watching the game as he sat back down in his favourite chair and relaxed for the evening as those warm bottles of cum, cooled down inside the fridge.

The tiger walked about the back of the studio. “Alright, let’s get ready to film this before I have someone up my arse literally!” The male tiger walked onto the set and made his way with clipboard in hand as he placed it onto the worktop and looked at the female wolf. “Please tell me you’re ready as he’ll be here soon, and you know what a pain in our arse he is if he’s in a bad mood.” The female fox nodded back at the tiger and placed down the various knives. “Everything is set, is the guest ready for this, sir?” The tiger looked about and then headed to another part of the set as he ventured through the door and entered the corridor as he made his way along the white painted walls, various paintings of landscapes hung up along the way. Slowly he came to a stop at a door and knocked on it, then entered.

“Excuse me, just wondering if everything is alright, we will be starting soon.” The tiger said as he reached up to press the headset against his head as he listened to what was being said and then turned to face the family. “But we have a few minutes at least.” The large feline went to sit down on one of the seats opposite from them, he placed the clipboard against his legs and relaxed. “As you know, we have to have the forms signed for permission.” The tiger looked to the male and then to the rest as the female spoke. “And once this is done, we get protection and money, right?” The tiger nodded his head. “Yes, you’ll end up on the protected list which means none of us will use your lives as collateral or your kids.” The tiger looked to the younger turkeys and back to the older female again. “Plus of course, the money. So, you won’t ever have to worry about the black market ever again.” The tiger went quiet again as he waited patiently and saw the two adults whisper before the male picked up the pen and signed the forms before sliding them over the desk. The female turkey got up and spoke. “We want to leave now.” The tiger nodded his head again and held the mic as he spoke. “The form is signed; the female and youngsters are leaving.” The tiger listened to the headset and continued on. “Yes, the safe house.” He got up as the tiger dipped his head. “Thank you so much.” The door opened as a female lion stood outside. “If you like to follow me, we take you to your temporary home.” The female turkey and little chicks followed out as the door closed. It left just the tiger and male turkey in the room as the feline spoke softly, reached for the form, and began to read it. “Okay, someone will come and collect you. Please ensure you wear the gown and nothing else, anything personnel should be left in the tray, it will be given to your mate.” The tiger got up and then left the room, leaving the male to have some short time of privacy, he stood outside the door and looked at the male fox that came down the corridor. “Give him a few moments, has he arrived yet?” The fox nodded his head. “He’s in, getting ready with makeup and all.” The tiger nodded and headed back towards the star room.

Inside, the otter was sat on the chair as he looked at the mirror, he was surrounded by two ferrets that was making sure that his fur was pristine, there was a red panda that was busy making sure that the chef uniform was all straight without any creases as the tiger knocked on the door and then entered. “We have the signed forms, so we’re all ready to go when you’re ready.” The male otter nodded as he looked at the tiger in the reflection of the glass. “We’ll be done here soon, is everything ready that I asked for?” The otter saw the tiger nod his head and the otter continued speaking. “Good, make sure that turkey knows not to mess things up, his other family members lives insist on it.” The otter waved a paw and the tiger nodded, then left the room as the otter sighed and brushed off the other two ferrets. “Leave me.” He waited until they both left the room and he looked at himself in the mirror a bit more before he heard a low growl come from the dark corner. “Something to add?” The otter said as his eyes looked at the dark corner in the reflection. The reply came back as slowly, the otter saw the large male lion step out from the shadows. “Yes, this is going to work, or you know what, right?” The otter tugged on the cloth that was over his front and swung his chair around. “I know the drill. You’ve been telling me this every show, have I let you down yet?” The otter looked at the larger male as he looked up and then saw the cigarette glow as the thick smoke came out of his mouth. No, but that’s because I’ve continued to remind you what would happen if you don’t make this great.” The lion bent down a bit and then showed his teeth. “We’ve not been run by some prey for some time.” The otter nodded slowly, swallowing. “It’ll be a success.” The lion grunted, stood up straight and headed out of the door. “It better be good, otter.”

With a moment or two at looking at the door, which was now closed, the otter frowned, and he turned around as he made his way to the mirror again and placed his hand paws onto the top of the shelf, then he looked into the mirror, the male concentrated onto his eyes as he stared into them. He slowly took in a breath, then exhaled and breathed slowly as he frowned. “Get it together…” The otter said to himself as he took in another huge breath, held it, and then exhaled as he straightened up once more. “Time for the show, I guess.” The otter moved and walked over to where his clothes were, he got dressed as he looked at another mirror again, adjusting the crisp white fabric and smiled, he looked at his eyes again and then at the smile, it was forced as the otter frowned and thought to himself. “Get it together.” Slowly, that smile formed into a real one and he nodded, swirled around on his heels, and made his way out of his dressing room. As the otter walked down the corridor, another ferret put on the small mic to his clothing as they walked, then one offered a cup as the otter drank the water and then he crushed the paper cup and handed it back as he started to hear the music play in the studio, then he stopped at the door, a few quick checks and then with both hand paws, the male walked through and smiled as he came out from behind the camera, the time to put on an act.

“Welcome to the biggest and best show to ever come out of the original black market in the world!” The male otter smiled at the camera. “I’m Rudder and your host, cook and all-time mischievous cook all the way from good old Lando City’s Black Market!” Rudder came to a stop and then he placed his hand paws behind his back. “We got a great show for you this day, another fabulous guest has one the big lottery where they offer themselves for the show and their family get an all-expenses paid life of protection, money and all the best in the world.” Rudder turned his head to the left as he looked at nothing, on the monitors elsewhere in the studio, it came up with a picture in picture of other winners living the high life. Rudder lifted his left hand and pointed to where the images were being displayed. “They’re protected by the best security in the world, no threat of being taken and of course, their bodies are not used for meat after they died.” Rudder turned back to face the camera again as he grinned. “So, let’s see who the winner is this year for our Christmas Special, shall we?” The otter turned and walked to another part of the studio as he approached the chairs and he saw the male turkey get up and held out a hand as the otter took it, shook it a moment, then offered to them to sit back down again, the otter sat down last.

“So, here is Lee from the Devonshire Province.” The otter smiled and nodded towards the turkey as the sound of a fake audience clapped. “And you just won the biggest competition of the year to protect your entire family, how does that feel?” Rudder looked at the turkey who gave a nod back towards the camera and spoke. “Very glad that I’ve won, just to have the rest of my family safe is great and gives me a lot of relief.” Rudder nodded. “So, have you decided what challenge to give me this day?” The turkey nodded. “Well, I thought I leave it as a nice roast considering It’s that time of the year so why not a Christmas meal with all the trimmings?” The otter looked at the camera as he churred. “You heard our guest, so it’s going to be a roast, so shall we get started?” The otter got up from his seat as he motioned for the turkey to do the same. “First off we need to get all those feathers taken off you, so if you just come this way.” The otter led the turkey as they came up to a glass box and the otter motioned for the turkey to go inside. “This is a very hot shower which’ll cover you in special soap that we’ve come up with to remove all those pesky hairs and feathers without contaminating the flesh.” The turkey slowly walked inside as the otter closed the door and locked it. “While you’re giving yourself a wash, I’m going to start off in preparing the vegetables, so let’s go this way.” The otter paused and then added. “Don’t worry, you be able to see the turkey wash himself in the top left of the screen.”

Once the otter was behind the counter, he pulled out some potatoes and began to cut them in half. “Now you know you get the best roasties when you not only take off the skin but also when you boil them first, only until they’re half soft.” Rudder slowly began to take off the skin as he worked quickly, the potatoes being placed in the cold water as he worked. “Always make sure that they’re moist at all times, which ensures that when you do roast them, that they’re nice and soft in the middle and really crunchy on the outside.” In the other part of the studio as the otter went back to preparing the potatoes, the turkey got covered in the light lime coloured ooze and the male began to rub it about his feathers as the gooey mixture started to work in loosening up the feathers as they began to fall off the body. Rudder slowly went and put the potatoes on to boil as he continued to talk. “Now, when it comes to boiling, you have to make sure that you don’t over do them as remember, you still have to put them in the oven to roast and as such, they will be cooking more there as well, so really the best results is to quarter boil these potatoes, just enough to break down the starch.” The otter stood there as he looked at the water. “Now just make sure to bring it up to simmer, not boil as we want a nice even breakdown here so once it starts to bubble, we will turn the heat down and leave it to simmer for a bit. Now, time to get the other vegetables ready, such as the carrots and other that you can see on the workspace right over there.” The camera showed the various stuff briefly and then came back to the otter as he walked away from the potatoes. “Those should be okay for a moment, so let us go and see how the main meat is doing in preparation.”

The turkey was all slick from the gooey mixture but most of the feathers had been removed, slowly the thick stuff stopped and then then otter spoke. “Of course, even though this stuff is safe, we have to ensure to wash it off.” With a nod, Rudder gave the signal for the gooey stuff to stop and the hot water to begin as the turkey inside began to obediently wash the gooey substance off as the hot water took away the last remaining feathers from his body, the entire bird stood there naked as the otter watched the entire gunk slip down through the gaps in the floor along with the broken down feathers and smiled at the camera. “It is always good to ensure that you wash your meal otherwise, you could have something bad on it. Of course, this gives us the option to check all around.” Rudder walked about the glass cabinet and checked as he inspected every aspect of the turkey himself and smiled. “But we don’t have to worry about that as this specimen is the best we’ve ever had.” The otter waved a hand as the water came to a stop and then the grill blew hot air all over as the bird inside got warm and dry before the otter opened the door as the naked avian stepped out. “Feeling, okay?” The otter asked the turkey who nodded. “Bit cold, but I’m okay.” The otter smiled. “See, everything is fine so let’s get this started. As you know we have to prepare in your position but first we will get you ready for the big tray.” The otter looked to the side as the big oven tray came out, wheeled on a trolley, and then spoke more. “Now, we have a special guest who has won another competition and will rub the necessary stuff into your skin, so if you would like to welcome who will be known as mystery wolf.”

One of the cameras in the room pulled to a black wolf that walked onto the studio, his face blurred out as he waved and came up to where the two were, the wolf held a metal briefcase in his paw as he spoke. “I’ve come with the special fat stuff to rub onto you.” The otter smiled as he moved the turkey forwards. “If you please go into the tray, we can get started on this.” Rudder walked along with the featherless turkey as he helped the bird get into the large tray and he turned to look to where the black wolf, the case clicked open as a few flasks were taken out, thermos metal silver flasks as the wolf just remained silent as the clear latex gloves came out last and the canine slowly put them onto his hand paws, each one snapping into place as the male wolf made sure that they were on snug and tight. Then picking up one of the thermos flasks, the wolf walked over and smiled to the two as he placed it down. Then he walked back and pulled out some rope and walked back once again. “Time to get you into position, on your knees, pressed up against your belly, arms tucked in.” The otter began to help as the two began to tie up the male bird as Rudder spoke. “The rope ensures that the turkey remains in place while being cooked, at the end of it, we can cut it and he’ll still be in the same position, looking presentable as in any roast dinner.” The otter and wolf worked as the turkey was tied down tight into position as the otter moved back to where the potatoes where and poured them out as he drained the hot water from them. Then he ran them under the cold water. “This is the next step of a good roast potato, make sure to cool them down again before they are placed in the oven. Some say you can do this; some say don’t, but we want to cook these at the same time as the main meal so it’s best to cool them down.”

As this was being done, the wolf poured the first pawful of the gloopy warm mixture and then started to rub the back of the turkey as the latex covered fingers slid over the skin, moving it about as the loose skin slid about as the turkey just sighed as the wolf began to massage the back. Rudder came over as he slowly poured the cool boiled potatoes around the turkey as they settled into the large baking tray and spoke. “Now we will see that our other guest is massaging the turkey to remove all the tense from the body. In that we will get a much better result in the result that won’t be too tough or dry.” Slowly, the otter moved the potatoes about and then he stood back as he picked up one of the flasks and began to pour it over the head of the turkey, then the potatoes until there was a small layer at the bottom of the baking tray. “With the bird now in the fat, it’ll help to crisp those potatoes up but also to keep the underside from drying out as it roasts.” Rudder walked away as the black wolf continued to massage the fat into the skin of the turkey and then he finished as he poured the last remaining lot over the top of it and then bowed his head. Rudder smiled and waved the wolf off as he walked off the studio, pulling the latex gloves off. The otter came up to the front again and began to add a few spices to the top of the turkey, the large wooden spice holders were gripped by the webbed paws, the tops twisted as various colours of specks landed on top of the turkey itself. “Now, we just add a bit of salt, pepper, some green herbs and a bit of mild chilli pepper to give it a bit of a nice warmth and we’re ready… Actually, just one more thing to do.” The otter walked back to the counter, reached over, and pulled out a gag, came back again and placed it into the turkey’s mouth, tied it about the head and then nodded. “Now we are ready.”

The tiger called out. “And we’re done for this set!” The otter sighed as he looked at the turkey and then walked away as the male fat covered bird remained in the tray as the otter walked over to the side and took a big plastic cup of coffee one of the staff held out and sighed, Rudder took a few sips from the top as a few large felines came in and began to wheel the turkey out of the studio. The tiger walked up, and Rudder nodded and began to walk alongside him as they walked behind. “We really need to get all this into one studio, when are we getting a larger one?” The otter asked as he took another sip of the coffee. The tiger rolled his shoulders as he replied. “I haven’t a clue, but I have been asking for a while now, but they keep on saying that they don’t have the money.” Rudder just frowned to that and scoffed. “Oh no, they don’t have the money for that, but they do like their profits from the market.” The tiger nodded. “Best not to rock the boat, don’t think even you could swim in that sort of sea.” The tiger slowed down as the otter did the same as they watched the turkey up in front move into the other studio and then they both came to a stop as the otter turned to look at the tiger. “Let me guess.” Rudder said as he looked at the larger feline in front of him. “That fat used was his family?” All Rudder got was a nod and he looked back to where the door to the other studio was and then back again. “Do you get tired of lying?” The tiger didn’t respond at first and then spoke. “It’s just acting after all.” Rudder frowned. “That’s not exactly answering the question.” The tiger walked on again as the otter sped up to catch up and he replied to Rudder. “Sometimes but it is what it is, orders and all, right?” Rudder frowned and nodded, he decided not to press it again and changed the line of questioning. “So, I just make sure he gets cooked, make it look good and then show off the main result. Then it’s off for the show’s stall to sell off at the market.” The tiger nodded as he pushed the door open for them both. “Yeah, that’s right.”

Various staff was all setting up as the cameras were already on as the tiger looked about and spoke loudly. “Okay, this is for the second and final set of the programme. Make sure that oven is turned on as we aren’t monsters here.” The tiger walked over to one of the foxes and began to talk quietly as the otter looked about the set, placed the coffee down on a table that was out of shot, walked over to where the turkey was and down at him. “Your family is safe; they got to the safehouse and are preparing for their new lives.” Rudder smiled and then turned around as he clasped his hand paws behind his back and looked at the camera as the tiger turned around to face him, began to count down with his fingers and then spoke loudly. “And action!” Rudder smiled as he spoke. “And now it’s time to get this big bird cooked as part of the deal.” Rudder walked over to the turkey again as he continued to speak. “As you know, for legal reasons and for the protection of the other winners. Their names will be changed and the location of where they are going will be kept confidential.” The otter smiled at the camera toothily. “And we’re quite good at this as well.” With a slap of his hand on the side of the tray, the otter nodded at the other foxes. “Now it’s time to wheel this one into the big oven.” The camera moved to the right as it showed the walk-in oven as the door opened and Rudder stepped away as the tray was moved towards another tray that slid out. The foxes winced at the heat as they approached and then stopped their trolley as the otter continued to speak. “This will take a while as you can see on the screen right now, the time per minutes to each pound that this turkey weighs, you can’t rush this if you want perfection.” The camera moved back to the otter who gave a toothy grin towards it. “Of course, this is all just for your own imagination as you all know this is illegal to do this and we want our viewers safe.”

The turkey saw the vast red heat of the oven as the tray was shifted over from the cool trolley and onto the hot oven tray, then slowly the bird moved in face first as the heat all around him began to singe his entire body, then from behind, the sound of the oven door slowly shut as all other sound was removed except for the flames that was keeping the inside of the metal container hot. Slowly, the bird closed his eyes as he felt the fat about his body begin to soften, warming up as the bottom of the tray started to really heat up, the avian moved about a bit in the tray as the potatoes shifted about, it just got hotter and hotter as the turkey started to feel his skin burn, the air that entered his lungs stung and then the red mist in his head started, then the turkey moved about a lot as he felt the hot stinging sensation of being burnt, then he passed out from it. Leaving his burning body to begin to cook as the fat on his body bubbled as a thin line of blood oozed from the holes in his beak. Outside of the oven the otter smiled and dipped his head. “We’ll be back later once the Turkey has been cooked.” The tiger on the other side of the camera said “Cut!”. The studio cast relaxed as the otter looked at the oven and then spoke. “Keep an eye on that, I’m going back to my room.” Without saying another word, the otter walked off the set as the door closed behind him. The Turkey was quickly while unconscious dying as the last breath came out, the extreme heat made all the organs in his body gave way as the skin started to burn deeper, past the layers as the heat began to affect the inner meat. It wasn’t long before the rich smell of turkey was seeping from the vents of the oven as it filled the studio air with the alluring mind controlling as the predators within the room started to drool.

Rudder slammed the door open as he ventured into his room and then shut it again, the otter walked over to where the sofa was and fell into it as he sighed, his head rested against the cool leather, his hand moved up and he unbuttoned a button or two as he just sat there. He couldn’t even look himself in the mirror at this time as he closed his eyes and took in a breath or two. When the door knocked, he sighed and spoke. “Yeah, come in.” The otter opened his eyes as he saw another otter come in and closed the door behind him. “How did it go?” Patch asked as he walked over and sat down beside the other otter. Rudder sighed. “As usual, horrible. I’m getting fed up with this, but what can I do, we owe money to this lot and got to put on the show.” Patch reached out and gently took hold of the chin of the otter, turning the head towards him as he gave a soft smile. “It’s hard but you’re alive and I’m alive, that’s all that matters right?” Rudder nodded his head as he saw Patch lean forwards and then the two otters kissed, Patch reached down and unbuttoned more of the buttons as the webbed hand of his slipped into the white pants as he slowly took hold of that penis inside and gently held it in his soft webbed fingers.

The two foxes that stood near the oven, looked inside as they saw the skin on the Turkey begin to crack as the two felt themselves drool. Every now and again, one of them would wipe their mouths as they looked at the other and then about the studio. No one else was around and they looked to where one of the sofas was, pulled it nearer to the oven and then the two males started to undress as they became naked, then they both sat down in front of the oven as they sat there, each other reached and took hold of the other cock and then started to wank themselves as they continued to drool over the cooking turkey, seeing the skin start to crack as the juices flowed out over the rest of the fat covered surface. “Fucking making me horny.” One of the foxes said and then turned his head as he kissed the other fox deeply, their cocks leaking pre as the two vulpine males inhaled the alluring scent of the meat being roasted.

Back in Rudder’s room, the two otters had brought themselves to being naked as well as their hands and all were squeezing each other’s hard shafts as Patch slowly turned Rudder about and then began to hump into the other backside as his thick cockhead leaked pre, the sticky substance stretched from the anus to his cock tip, the firm grasp of his hands gripped the muscled round buttocks and then with a push, Patch and Rudder gasped as that fat cock bent and slipped into the tight back passage. Patched reached around and wrapped his fingers about the other penis underneath the male he had mounted, his head came down to where the other otter was, and he whispered to Rudder. “Let me fuck the bad out of you.” And with that, Patch pulled out and then rammed his cock into the other otter as he bit into the ear, growling. “And to please the best cook on the planet.” Rudder sighed as the two males moved on the sofa, the springs groaning as moisture from the shaft and anus dribbled down over Rudder’s ball sac, the sound of the cock slurping in and out of his anus filled the room.

One of the foxes had knelt in front of the other, his hard red cock bounced in front of the face as the drooling snout licked about his lips, the smell of the Turkey was getting thicker as the two males looked from time to time at the window of the oven and saw that the bird was slowly changing colour, no longer was the skin just a very pale pink colour but had started to get more colourful, the skin in parts was a very pale golden brown. The fox that had knelt looked at the head of the other and gave a toothy grin. “Go on, suck my big meaty sausage.” The black furred fingertips brushed over the black tipped ears as the fox continued to speak. “Lots’ of protein to give.” The long tongue slipped out as the other fox began to lick that very wet and messy cockhead, the two males couldn’t stop leaking as they watched the bird being cooked in the oven, once alive a short while ago, now dead as the knelt fox pushed forwards, his thick fox hood slipped into the muzzle and then he began to face fuck the other fox as his cock bounced over that wet fleshy tongue, the head slipping in and out of the tight throat walls as the pre squirted messily down the slick tunnel. “Oh fuck, it’s like we all collectively killed him.” The other fox had his paw around his own cock, the wet slurps as it was wanked, the thick pools of pre stained the cushions of the sofa, the two foxes were out of their minds in lust as their stomachs growled hungrily.

Back in the star room, Rudder was groaning loudly as he felt his anus stretched, the thick cock of the other otter was poking, stabbing furiously as Patch continued to bite into the ear, his growls rang deep in Rudder’s head as he humped into that webbed hand, the otter allowing himself to be taken by the other male, submissive as the feeling is his cock was tugged painfully back and forth, the feeling of the claws raked through his penis skin, never breaking but giving him pain as he humped into it, his fat cock head swelling as more thick pre spat out over his chest and belly. “Yes, fuck me…” Rudder said as he squeezed the cock inside his backside tightly. Patched reached around and clasped his other hand around the throat of the otter and then squeezed. Rudder gasped as he couldn’t inhale air and his body tensed up more, his innards clamped around the cock and Patch moaned as the extra tightness made it hard to slip his cock in and out of the otter underneath him. “You want to die, don’t you?” Patch snarled as he continued to fuck into that tight passage, the otter not letting go of the throat of the other otter as the male squirmed about, the lack of air making his head light as the sensation of his cock getting way more intense. More pre squirted out as the Rudder opened his mouth but then nothing came out but gargling, he humped harder into that hand that kept wanking his fattening cock, then with a convulsion, the otter spurted his thick load into the sofa cushions as Patch felt his own cock throb as a load was shot deep within the bowels. Rudder felt his head dizzy, his vision clouding over as a patch of darkness started to form at the top left of his vision, then the sensation of the hand came off his throat and he gasped loudly, coughing while sucking in air, then Rudder fell into the sofa as Patch remained on top. “There, there, take a nap my sweet.” The other otter remained on top of the other otter as he started to fuck in and out of the sleeping otter again as agreed with previous times before. Patch combed the head fur of the other otter. “You’ll feel better after a nap.” Then the otter stopped humping and then laid on top, wrapped his arms about the other male, then slowly with a bit of movement, Patch got them both to their sides as he pressed his back against the sofa and kept the other otter in front of him close, nuzzling with love, each peck being gentle as he whispered to Rudder. “You’re a good otter…”

Back in the studio, the two male foxes were still at it as the paws were pressed up against the heat resistant glass of the oven as one ploughed their cock in and out of the tight anus, every time the two males moved forwards, the large fox penis pressed and rubbed against the oven glass as they salivated over the browning Turkey in the oven, looking crisp and so delicious as the two continued to drool over the entire sight of the avian. “Look at him, all dead and all. Fuck I love this job.” The fox behind the other said as he popped his big knot into the tight back passage, locking them together as he felt it throb before he whined with sharp teeth clenched as the thick load of his cum spurted deep within the back passage. The other fox kept humping against the smooth glass of the oven door until it also began to spurt the thick white cum all over as his tongue hung to the right, the drool freely haning off the tip as he panted heavily. While still pressed against the oven door, the two foxes panted heavily as they remained locked as the one in the front, pulled his tongue back into his mouth and gasped out. “How we going to get apart and clean this up before the rest return?” The male behind him panted against his ear. “Like we always do, barely.” The two male foxes grinned as they rested against the slick slimy cum covered oven door.

Rudder woke up as he felt Patch against him and slowly he got up and looked at the sleeping otter, he slowly got up from the sofa and stretched then he walked over to where a towel was and cleaned himself off, before the otter went and put back his chef clothes again and straightened himself in the mirror until he was happy with the results, he turned to look at Patch, walked over towards him, bent down and kissed him, then he left the room. It was a few minutes later that the door opened again as Patch opened an eye and saw the large lion stood there, the bright light from the corridor hid his features as the lion spoke. “So, did it work?” Patch nodded his head. “It did.” Patch closed his eyes again as the door shut once more. Elsewhere Rudder entered the studio again as he looked about the room, then he walked over to where the sofa was and looked over the edge of it as he saw the two foxes sitting there dressed. “Okay, what have you two been up to?” The two males looked up and smiled. “Nothing, nothing at all.” The otter looked to where the oven door was and sniffed. “Why do I smell lemon cleaning product?” The two foxes below him blushed and the otter rolled his shoulders. “Never mind, looks like he’s cooking well.” Rudder turned his head back to the door as others came in and called out. “I think he’s ready so shall we get set up quickly and as for you two.” The otter turned around to the two males on the sofa. “Get that thing out of the way, promptly.”

Quickly, the sofa was moved, other staff came in and the otter stood where he was ordered to by the tiger as Rudder looked at the bite mark on the side of his neck and grinned. It would seem that most of the staff had gone off one way or another to unwind from the tension of the scents in the studio. “Shall we get this done quickly before we become overwhelmed by this smell?” Rudder called out as the tiger nodded his head and began to speak. “Let’s get ready. On my marks, let’s roll!” Rudder smiled at the camera once the light came back on and spoke. “And after a while, the turkey is ready to come out of the oven, so let’s go do that.” The two foxes along with another pair went up to the oven, two of which were dressed in heat resistant clothing as the door of the oven was opened, a full blast of hot air came out and the pair worked quickly as the very hot metal tray was worked out as it went onto the trolley once more and then quickly wheeled about as it was placed into a dip in the studio floor as the otter walked around it and to the back as he looked at the marvellous sight. “And this is what will be available to purchase at our studio stall in just a few moments. We’re live and this is just the perfect time for you to come down and get a slice of this perfectly cooked meal of turkey meat with nice crispy roasted potatoes.” The otter spread out his arms as he beamed toothily at the camera. “Bring yourself, your family, your friends. There’s plenty to go about today but do hurry, once this is gone, it’s gone, and I won’t be cooking again until Easter so...” The otter paused as he looked thoughtful. “Oh heck, just fight your way to get a slice.” Rudder walked around until he was at the front of the hot tray and smiled. “This programme and my cooking was brought to you by the Royal Black Market and very soon we will be bringing out more leaflets for you to show about to your herbivore friends on taking a chance on a lottery to win protection as did his family. Let his sacrifice be a shining light, thank you and goodnight.” The otter walked slowly off the camera view as the tray moved upwards as the camera followed, the whole meal was rising up towards the ceiling that opened up as the large cooked avian, fresh from the oven vanished from view as the tiger called out. “That’s a wrap everyone!” Up above, the large meal came to a stop, right in the middle of the stall as the various foxes that ran it called out. “Fresh Turkey to buy, come and get your fresh slice of Turkey and Potatoes! Freshly roasted!” There in front were various patrons who came over and started to order as one fox began to sharpen the carving night, it was going to be a profitable evening. And so as the hot steam rose from the roasted body of the Turkey and drifted into the night air, high about the lights, the first crunch of the crispy skin could be heard as the fox made the first slice of the evening.

Away outside the main market, the otter stepped out of the door as he was shadowed by two other lions, and he looked about and then to the van that was in front of him as he was pushed towards it. The door opened and he saw Patch was in there and he climbed in as the door shut closed again and Rudder sat down as he looked to the front. “I want to see my family!” The lion to the left looked back and growled. “You don’t make demands.” Rudder frowned back. “I want to know they’re okay!” The lion on the right turned the ignition as the engine came on. “They are, as long as you keep doing your job like the rest of the crew.” The dark van drove off down the street, the indicator came on as it directed it was going left and it turned leaving the road clear as other traffic moved along left and right. And so the wheels continued to roll on with many workers doing what they had to do to keep the market alive and how to cope, it was after all a beast eat beast world, most lied, most found sexual pleasures to forget, to cope and some were tricked with their lives as money was exchanged for their flesh, this happened all around the world, no matter where.