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Bonnie Hopps was caught up in the bustle of the event, hardly able to keep track of only a hundred of her children, much less all two-hundred and seventy-five of various ages. Their Bunnyburrow farm was hosting a foreign dignitary! The ambassador from Reptilopolis was visiting their farm to discuss a new trade deal for carrots - turns out there were a _lot_of vegetarian reptiles, and the cold-blooded people couldn't farm quite like a bunny.

They'd pulled out all the stops, setting up a long buffet table to show off each of their vegetables, with sugary treats at the end and glasses of carrot root beer. The one problem was that when the reptiles finally arrived, Bonnie hadn't realized the Ambassador was a snake. She didn't have proper seating arrangements for the python, or proper food. Most carnivores ate fish or insects primarily, but considering the reason for their visit, Bonnie had expected only vegetarians. The iguanas and newts and turtles seemed to appreciate the spread, but after looking around, Ambassador Snavely only found one thing he could eat.

"Oh dear," Bonnie groaned, watching the large snake lift hors d'oeuvres to his mouth by his tail. There weren't enough dried locusts available to fill the snake's mouth, much less his belly. This could be an international incident if she couldn't get Mr. Snavely some more food.

"Stu, dear, please hurry to the store and get some fish. I'm afraid we're not being particularly good hosts."

"Oh, yes, dear," the old farmer said, hopping to it.

Bonnie sighed. At least the day was going well for everyone else. She hoped there was enough food for all her kids, too. Speaking of which, she took a step to her left and almost tackled a young one. Edith.

"Watch where you're going!" she gasped.

The little grey bunny was almost as old as Judy was when she'd left for Zootopia, but thankfully, Edith didn't have the same crazy ambition as her sister. She seemed content to farm carrots and lettuce and onions all day. At least, as far as Bonnie could remember. She was still learning the names of her newest litter.

"But I wasn't moving."

"Well, you have to be aware of your surroundings, dear, or you'll end up where you don't want to be. Now, what are you doing? Are you getting enough to eat?"

Edith was staring at the tray of locusts that Mr. Snavely was eating. "C-can I try that?" she asked, her long ears flicking.

Bonnie's eyes widened. "Well, it won't hurt you, I suppose. Just make sure you ask the Ambassador politely, first - oh, and tell him we'll be serving fish soon."

Ever since Judy stunned the family by trying something new, and those kids listened to that newfangled Gazelle, they were trying all sorts of weird things. Let the girl try a bug and see how unpleasant they really are. She knew that look on Edith's face; she'd seen it hundreds of time's on Judy's. When those headstrong girls put their mind to something, they didn't stop until it was done.

"Now go on," she said, pushing Edith forward so that she could hop around to the next important guest.

* * * * *

Mr. Snavely scanned the festival, grimacing as he managed to lift another tiny snack to his lips. There was _nothing_to eat here! He had to wonder if they'd known a carnivore was even coming. He towered above the other guests, at least when he held his head upright. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed by how _happy_the lizards and turtles seemed to be. He should have brought his own food.

Before he could finish off the last of the locusts, he saw a flicking, and realized there were two grey ears peeking up above the table. "Hello there, dear...?" he asked quietly.

She had to lift herself up, resting her arms on the table to be seen, the cute little rabbit girl saying, "Mr. Snavely?"

"Yes?"

"Mom says...sorry, I mean, I'm Edith Hopps."

"It's very nice to meet you, Edith," the politic snake replied.

"Mom says," she started again with no preamble, "I should ask, well..."

The snake cocked his head to the side, gazing down at the little bunny, flicking her tail.

"I couldn't help but watch you eating those bugs and I...really think you're cool," she said, blushing madly.

Snavely paused, then reached for another locust with his tail, brining it to his lips. Sure enough, the rabbit watched with impossibly large eyes as he tossed it back and gulped. Even without a large meal, she could see the ripple running down his throat as he swallowed the hors d'oeuvre.

"Well, thank you, Edith," he said, though he felt a little silly. These mammals thought everything about reptiles was strange and exotic. He ate like anyone else!

"And, um..."

There was more?

The bunny seemed even shyer than before. She lowered her long ears behind her head, looking pleadingly up at the snake. "She said I could ask if you would do that to me."

Snavely blinked. Feed her a locust? Swallow her? He held his breath. "What?"

"I mean, if you want to, of course, Mr. Snavely."

"I...don't think we should be talking about this here," he said quickly. Even a whiff of this conversation could really blow up in his face, though of course he would never do such a thing. "Is there some place we could talk privately?"

Edith had to think for a moment, before she said, "The playground out back? Everyone is out here for the party."

The esteemed python nodded, sliding after the little girl as she hopped away. On the way, he picked up his cape from the table. Clouds looked like they were rolling in, and he didn't want to get too cold. He felt much, much safer now that they were out of the prying eyes and ears of his colleagues. Until he saw the playground equipment. It was your standard stairs-based wooden construction (would no one think of the snakes?) except for the slides down (or up, in his case), but he couldn't help but notice that the biggest slide was a covered plastic tunnel made up to look like a green snake.

Edith sat on the first step, and said, "Here we are."

Snavely cut to the chase. "You want me to _swallow_you?"

"Mom said I could," she replied. "As long as I asked politely."

"Don't you know what that would mean?"

"Yes...?"

Mr. Snavely's stomach growled. Perhaps this was a rabbit custom? That would explain why there was no reasonable food at the buffet. But could he really _eat_a person? And a child, no less? He knew that rabbits bred like rabbits, but he'd always assumed they had the same self-preservation instinct as anyone else.

"Would your mom be terribly offended if I said no?" he asked, shivering. He'd been trained by the embassy to respect foreign culture, no matter how odd.

Edith's ears drooped. "I'll go tell her," she said, eyes locked on the ground.

"No, wait..." he gasped. What could he do? "Look, I don't want to offend our hosts. If this is...some sort of tradition..."

Edith glanced up, ears perking right away. "It is," she said quickly. She looked around, as if making sure the two were really alone. "Whenever a rabbit hosts a predator, they pick a bunny as a gift."

Mr. Snavely could hardly believe it. "Well, if that's the way it is, I won't offend my host."

Edith grinned. "Great! Just...why don't you climb up the slide and I'll meet you at the top?"

Snavely carefully folded his cape on the wooden step, then slid through the sand, his scales too smooth for the fine grains. He paused at the bottom of the long slide, feeling a little silly climbing up a snake-slide. He felt a little pleased at least that the plastic cover would hide him from view, in case one of his subordinates took a break from the party. He didn't want to have to answer uncomfortable questions from the vegetarians.

Edith, of course, was already at the top of the slide, shivering as she watched the large snake climb the metal slide. "Oh, wow," she said.

Snavely took a deep breath. "I've never...done anything like this before."

Edith said, seriously, "Neither have I. Should I take off my clothes?"

Oh great, another kettle of fish (though not literally). He certainly didn't want to be accused of asking a young girl to strip for him, but if he was going to be eating her anyway, he'd certainly rather spare his digestive tract. Tongue flicking, the python said, "I...yes, I suppose so."

He tried not to watch as the young mammal started to remove her clothes. Not that he could really see anything beneath all that fur. "Now what?" she asked.

Snavely gulped, reaching out to flick his tongue reflexively across her large feet. She giggled, kicking a little as the snake smelled and tasted the little bunny. He heard his stomach growl again, noticing his salivary glands starting to go into overdrive as he realized he was seriously considering devouring this small creature.

"What are you doing, Sis?"

They froze. The voice had come from behind Edith on the upper level of the equipment. They glanced up to see two little bunnies, even smaller than Edith, peering down through the bars.

The little girl bun spoke up next, saying, "Why are you naked?"

The boy nodded in agreement. "Aren't you supposed to be at the party? Is that the amsabador?"

Edith rolled her eyes. "Ambassador, Jakie. And you two are supposed to be at the party, too, you know."

Snavely had to wonder how Edith was supposed to be at the party if she was also supposed to be sliding down his throat. He peered over the three rabbits, skeptical.

"What are you doing?" the little girl asked.

"Playing a game with Mr. Snavely," she replied. "So you'd better run back home, Gretchen, or I'll tell Mom!"

Now the snake was certain that Edith had been lying to him. If there were _really_a custom, why not just tell Jakie and Gretchen the truth? But why, then, was she trying to get eaten?

Jakie wasn't about to have that. "But _we_wanna play, too!"

"Yeah!" Gretchen agreed. "That party is boring!"

Edith nodded her agreement, but she said, "This game's not for kits."

"Why not?"

"How do you play?"

Edith said, "I can't tell you, 'cause Mom would be mad if she found out I told you."

Snavely had had just about enough of this. He had to admit, he'd been intrigued when he'd thought Edith was really supposed to give herself to him, but now he wasn't even sure if the little bunny knew what would happen to her if she went through with it.

Gretchen hopped down beside her older sister, wiggling her cute little tail. "We won't tell, as long as you let us play."

Jakie went one further. "And if you _don't_let us, we'll tell her all about it!"

Snavely's heart stopped, realizing what this would look like. In the best_case, they'd tell their mom that he'd been kissing a naked Edith's feet. Now _that might cause an international incident!

Edith said, "Fine, you can play. If that's okay, Mr. Snavely?"

The snake gulped. On the one fork, if he said no, he'd _definitely_get in trouble for corrupting a minor, and on the other fork, he couldn't actually _eat_these cute little kits, could he? They wouldn't even know the mistake they'd made until it was too late, and they were wriggling helplessly in his gut. And no one else would know, either. And besides, they _had_failed to provide dinner.

With a frog in his throat (metaphorically), the ambassador said, "O-okay."

Edith grinned. "Great! So, first you gotta take off all your clothes."

Snavely could only hold his breath as the baby bunnies stripped bare. Now he'd be even _more_incriminated if anyone found out. He was digging himself a deeper and deeper burrow every second.

"Now what?" asked Gretchen.

Edith pointed to Mr. Snavely. "You slide into his mouth."

Jakie immediately recognized the similarity to the very slide the large python was occupying. "Oh! Like the real thing!"

Edith nodded. "It'll be fun!"

Gretchen said, "But why would Mom be mad?"

Snavely decided to answer that one. "Because, my dear, she would find it rude to ask me to play with you, but don't worry, I want to."

Edith nodded enthusiastically. "Now, who wants to go first?"

Jakie raised his hand, but Gretchen was faster, squeaking, "Ooh! Me! Me!"

"No fair," the boy said, though he didn't try to stop the little girl from hopping up in front of the big snake.

_What am I doing!?_Snavely thought to himself as he lowered himself to the lip of the slide, opening his mouth just wide enough to flick his tongue out. He worked it over in his head every direction he could, but he saw no way out of this but to forge ahead. If these three rabbits _didn't_end up squirming in his belly, he was going to be in _big_trouble.

"Now it might feel tight as first, but don't worry, I can fit you," the python rumbled, licking Gretchen's long feet.

"That feels funny!" she giggled, just like Edith.

Edith and Jakie watched as their younger sister inched forward, sticking her feet in the predator's mouth. She glanced back at them, ears up and smiling. "He's so wet!"

"Okay, Gretchen," Snavely said. "When you slide out on the other side, run along back to the party, or your Mom will find out. Are you ready?"

She nodded and added an eager, "Uh huh!"

Snavely took a deep breath, closing his eyes so he couldn't see the bright blue eyes of the three bunnies. He opened his mouth _really_wide, causing Edith to gasp, but Gretchen just laughed and slid into his gaping maw. Only half of the little bunny could fit in his mouth, so he lifted his head up and backward, using gravity to help slide the little kit to the back of his throat. While she was looking into his eyes, her feet were _slurping_into his esophagus.

"Oh, wow..." Edith gasped.

Jakie just watched, a little confused, but curious.

Snavely adjusted his lower jaw, rolling his head back and up as he took his first taste of the delicious bunny. His tongue covered her feet and legs, something deep and atavistic inside of him starting to feel the thrill. She slipped several more inches into his throat, still laughing.

"This is the slowest slide I've ever been on!" she joked.

She didn't even seem concerned when his scaled lips slid past her head, only her ears still visible. More and more of her legs sunk, pinned, into his throat. She kicked and squirmed, but to her, this was just part of the game. "This is fun, Mr. Snavely!"

Jakie said, "I'm next!"

Snavely _gulped_again, saliva coating the doomed bunny kit. The drenched rabbit coughed between giggles, then said, "Here goes! See you on the other side!"

No you won't, Snavely thought, tilted his head back and relaxing his throat. In three, swift swallows, Gretchen's ears disappeared from view, slid to the back of his mouth, and then drained down his throat. His esophageal sphincter shut around her, cutting off her muffled groans. Now that his head wasn't so preoccupied, he could watch the other kits, Jakie cheering, while Edith just stared, her mouth on the floor, eyes transfixed even now on the slowly sinking bulge in his throat.

"Ahhhh!" he sighed appreciatively, finally sating the growing hunger in his belly. He lowered himself back onto the slide, letting the thrashing bulge sink out of view. Smiling at the other kits, he said, "She's through." He doubted they caught the double meaning, as the lump of meat that was once Gretchen kicked and squealed as she rapidly ran out of oxygen.

"Ooh, me, me!" Jakie chirped, hopping up to the snake's scaled lips.

Edith said, "Here, let me lower you in," helpfully.

"Okay."

Snavely wasn't about to protest. There was no going back now, as he enjoyed the slowly stilling rabbit in his stomach. She wouldn't last long without air. He opened his mouth.

Edith grabbed Jakie's feet and pushed him head-first into Snavely's mouth. At first he whimpered, trying to push against the snake's slick mouth to slow his descent, but Edith was holding his feet firmly. Jakie found himself face first in Snavely's saliva, giggling. "It's like a Slip-N-Slide!"

The python didn't have to do anything, letting Edith lower the smaller bunny at her own pace, which was really slow. He took the time to lick the boy's face, enjoying the taste, even as the boy tried to shield himself with his hands. "That tickles!"

Edith could see a lot more this time, with Snavely's head at slide-level. She stared down unblinkingly at the deep blackness that marked his throat. Did she know that she was lowering her brother to his doom?

"Edith, don't tell Mommy, okay? I don't want her to yell at me," Jakie said.

"Don't worry, I won't tell," Edith agreed. Did she know how right she was?

"Alright, Sis, let go! I want to go!"

Edith took a deep breath, and let go of his legs. The sloppy, drool-covered bunny slipped straight down, too fast. Snavely had to _gulp_fast or choke, but Edith watched the whole thing, as her grey-furred younger brother slid headfirst into Snavely's throat. Jakie slowed down as his paws and head reached the opening to the python's esophagus, wiggling into the bend. Four _gulps_made slow work of his second meal, Edith watching as each inch of her brother sank into the snake's belly, until the very bottom of his feet disappeared too.

The boy was already kicking furiously as his lungs started to burn. Did Edith notice the frantic shift from muffled giggles to muffled squeaks of fear? It didn't matter anymore, he realized, closing his throat as peristalsis began to caress the squirming young bun. Even if Edith had caught on to the truth, he wasn't about to let her escape and tell her parents.

Snavely snaked back and forth, letting his second bulge work its way down to the first. Would he realize what that lump was, before he lost consciousness? Gretchen wasn't moving anymore, and it was totally dark inside the big snake. When his hands met fur, would he finally realize the truth?

"He's through," he lied to Edith, readying himself for bulge number 3.

That's when the bunny stood on her toes and kissed him on the nose. "I know he's not."

"Then...you know?"

The young rabbit nodded. "Please, can I see them?"

Slithering forward, he coiled himself on the upper level of the playground equipment, until first one bulge, and then the other lay in front of their sister.

"That's...amazing," she gasped, reaching out to touch where his skin stretched wide to accommodate the rabbits.

"Look, I know there's no tradition. Why are you doing this?"

Edith shivered. "When I saw you eating those locusts...I just...I felt jealous of them. I couldn't help it. You're so...beautiful..."

Snavely said, "But you know what will happen..."

"Yes..." she groaned, and the snake couldn't help but notice the teenaged rabbit slide her paw between her legs. "The same thing that happened to Gretchen and Jakie."

Oh, jeeze,she's turned on_by this_. Snavely said, "They're not Gretchen and Jakie anymore. They're just food."

"Unnf!" she moaned. "He's still moving," she said, her hand resting on the quivering bulge that had once been her brother.

"Doesn't change that fact that he's rabbit stew now."

Edith nodded. "I don't want to be a carrot farmer. Or a cop, or a banker or... I just want to be snake food."

Snavely licked his lips. "I can do that for you."

Edith groaned, pawing even harder.

"Do you..." he asked, "want me to take care of that?" He licked his forked tongue at her pumping paw.

She shook her head. "Don't worry about me, I'm not even going to be around in a minute! Just eat me already..."

The Ambassador had never met someone quite like Edith. For a second, her regretted not asking her to introduce him to a few more members of her extended family, but three bunnies was going to be quite a satisfactory meal. "All fours," he ordered.

Reluctantly, Edith pulled her wet, sticky paw out from between her legs and crouched, quivering, in front of the large snake. Her eyes showed no fear, only anticipation. "The other way," he said.

"But I wanted to watch -"

"You'll see more this way," he interrupted.

Slowly, Edith turned around, on all fours with her cute cotton tail bobbing in front of his snout. She was looking over her shoulder, already panting as he flicked his tongue for the last time over her large, lapine feet. "Oh, Snavely!" she gasped, forgetting his title.

He pulled her back by wrapping his tongue around her ankles, until her feet were dangling off the top of the slide, dipping his maw down to _sliiiide_her feet into his mouth. Edith gasped, finally getting what she'd wanted all along.

Her feet and legs were soon drenched in the python's preperatory saliva. He pulled her back just enough that she started to slide down into his gullet, lifting her up when both her legs were inside. From the belly-button up, Edith was still dangling from the reptile's mouth,holding herself up with her front paws.

Though Snavely could feel her feet at the opening of his throat, he didn't swallow - not yet. Despite what she'd said, he did owe_her, so with a curl of his tongue, he scented the bunny's puffy hole. She _squeaked as he suddenly pressed his wet tongue to her mound, lapping up the juices she'd already managed to draw out before pushing straight into her quivering pussy.

"Aaah!" she moaned, loudly. Perhaps too loudly, though they were still, at least, out of view. She didn't object again, he noticed, poking his powerful tongue back and forth. Bucking her hips, she reached down with both paws to grab onto his lower jaw. Gently, he lifted her, until she was dangling rump first above his waiting throat, held up by her own feeble grasp and his tongue, pushing deeper and deeper until he nestled up as deep as he could go.

"Snavely!" she moaned again, rocking her virgin hips. He revelled in her taste, a mix of arousal and hunger rushing in waves to his brain. He felt his hemipenis starting to emerge against the slide and couldn't help but hump gently against the smooth surface.

Dangling by one paw, Edith tucked the other one down between her legs, pumping it against her mound and feeling the slickness of his embedded tongue. "Nnnn, nnnn!" she repeated, ears flat as she stammered.

With his tongue squeezing up against her innermost wall, her feet sank down to reach his throat, and he couldn't stop himself. With a gulp, he engulfed half of each foot. Edith _squealed_at the warm, wet pressure around her feet that could only mean one thing. Unless he wanted to let her go, she was _definitely_going down his throat. She had no say in the matter anymore.

Edith had more important matters to attend to, shuddering and moaning around his tongue. He could feel the way she clenched on his tongue, squeezing hard and faster as she let out cute little high-pitched gasps. She was nearing her first orgasm.

He _slammed_his tongue back and forth while she continued to rub herself furiously, until finally, _finally_her moans turned to clear words: "Eat me, now!"

After that demand, Edith dropped her jaw and shrieked, her entire body shuddering as waves of fresh rabbit juice spilled down his tongue and greased his waiting throat. Oh, she was_delicious_.

He didn't delay, gulping_rhythmically at the eager bunny. He pulled her down a sharp swallow, wrenching her free paw from his lips. She sank into his mouth, eyes rolling back in her head as she was only vaguely able to appreciate the view. She could see the bright sky, then only a small patch of sky through the snake's scaled lips, then the hole got smaller, and smaller. Instead of worrying about the last vestiges of light she would ever see, Edith _moaned, staring at the powerful jaws that had engulfed her, Snavely's tongue now cupping her grey-furred body and running up lovingly against her cheek. She wrapped her arms around that precious tongue, feeling the powerful gulps that pulled her entire legs into the python's throat.

Snavely kept his mouth open, letting the rabbit see her entire predicament. She glanced down to see that even her cute rump was about to sink into the tunnel of no return. With the next gulp, her pelvis sank down, making a satisfying bulge. Edith squealed_again and _came, this time her juices spilling straight down the snake's throat, descending down to coat her former brother and sister.

Gulp.

Now that her widest part was in, he tossed his head back and let her sink slowly into his gullet, the rabbit undergoing her second and last orgasm. Instead of desperately grabbing at anything she could to delay her demise, Edith slid her paws down along her body, slipping them into his esophagus. He could feel her pawing away, even as her upper torso sank down, leaving only her head and ears.

"Oh, God, Snavely, thank you!!!" she whimpered, as he swallowed one last time, sucking first her head, then her long ears into his long belly. She could only watch as his mouth and esophagus closed forever, blanketing the bunny in darkness.

Muscles buffeted her in waves now, pulling her deeper and deeper, but the hyperventilating bunny soon realized she was running out of air. She was _panting_now, her lungs starting to tingle, still shuddering in orgasm. As delighted as she was, her brain started sending warning signals, forcing the poor creature to thrash and squeeze against her tight, wet tomb - to no avail.

Snavely licked his lips, humping against the slide as he enjoyed Edith's final, impotent struggles. The lump of squirming meat was quickly squeezed into his stomach, spilling the suffocating rabbit into the long, acid-greased tunnel that would be her final resting place alongside her dead siblings. Snavely watched as her bulge met theirs, a line of three, adorable bunny bumps, only one of which was still struggling weakly. Soon, that too, stilled, and he was greeted by the gentle, refreshing sound of gurgles and_sloshes_ of a slowly digested, three-course meal.

Buuurp!

"Oh, excuse me!" he gasped, reflexively, even though no one was around.

Snavely slithered back to the party, sliding into his long cloak. The cloth neatly covered the three hors d'oeuvres (indeed, the capes were designed to hide unsightly bulges). He continued his duty, talking to the rabbits and his own employees, all while Gretchen, Jakie, and Edith lay dissolving in his belly.

Bonnie showed up, with a plate of three large fish. "Ambassador Snavely!" she gasped, as if out of breath. "Please allow me to present your dinner."

"First, let me thank you for being a truly wonderful host," he explained, with a serpent's tongue. "You and your family have gone aboveand beyond to welcome us. I do appreciate the offer of fish, but I'm afraid to say that I found the buffet was enough to tide me over - I am not hungry."

Bonnie blinked, glancing over at the half-full plate of locusts. "Oh, okay..." she replied.

It was customary. It truly was, but Snavely couldn't help but grin inwardly as he said, "As your grateful guest, may I hug you?"

Bonnie blinked. Perhaps their customs were different, but she said, "Y-yes, yes, I suppose."

With a polite smile, the python curled around the mother rabbit, squeezing her gently with his long, sinuous body. Could she feel the three bulges through his cape? Probably, but what would she make of it? Her three naive, foolish kits were pressed up against the clueless mother, separated by only a thin cloth and a few inches of snake-skin.

After the embrace, he uncoiled Bonnie, only for her to ask, "Have you seen Edith? She was going to talk to you...?"

He feigned confusion. "Edith? Oh yes, the young bunny. We spoke." He rolled his eyes at what he said next, realizing how cliche it must sound. "She's around here somewhere..."

Bonnie glanced around in all the wrong places. "She wasn't disrespectful, was she?"

"Oh no, Mrs. Hopps," he explained. "She was _truly_delightful."