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"Okay, so. The plan."

"The plan."

Lucy gave Diego an elbow to the thigh. Discounting her ears, the rabbit wasn't even up to his waist, so she had her head tilted back pretty well all the way just to talk to the comparatively towering fox. He was wearing that typically sly grin of his.

"Don't gimme that," she urged. "You know what to do."

"Right, yes." Diego cleared his throat and brushed over his fur a few times. Nice and freshly groomed for the occasion. "Go in. Meet the family. Try not to eat any of them."

She laughed briefly and then just sighed. "Well, I mean, that's a start. Quit worrying! It's going to be fine."

Lucy bounced a few times on her springy legs and gave him another whap. He shrugged. "Worry? I'm not worrying. You're worrying. About me worrying. So stop it, or I'll worry."

"You so are. You're doing that twitchy thing with your tail."

Diego glanced over his shoulder. Oh, she was totally right. A certain nervous spasm, not quite a wag. Not that he'd admit it. "You're just jealous of my magnificent fox tail."

"Whatevvver. Got my floof." She gave her butt a little wiggle. "So, are we ready or are we going to stand here bantering until we starve?"

The fox gave an intentionally toothy grin. "I wouldn't stave. I have you."

"Ohmigod if you make me horny right before we meet my parents I swear..."

"It's so easy. I just have to exist. Now..." He took a step forward, then contemplatively scritched beneath his muzzle. "How exactly do I get inside?"

The door to the traditional burrow did little to hint at just how expansive the underhill home really was. He knew supposedly there was room inside for dozens of rabbits of all sizes, but that door was barely half his height. When he didn't move any closer she reached up and gave his hand a yank.

"Oh come on. Pretty sure you've fit into tighter rabbit holes."

That got a brief laugh out of him. "Hah! Well. Alright. Points for that one."

She beamed, showing off those two big rabbit teeth. "Goooo. I'm right here with you!"

So they finally came to the door together, not even bothering to knock. Diego's ears perked up as he caught the sound of all those moving bodies behind the door. There must have been at least fifteen voices chattering at once, from young to older, while an adult voice called over them all and directed traffic, so to speak. Go here, stop that, put that down. It sounded like sheer chaos, and that impression didn't go away once Lucy led him inside.

Madness. Diego couldn't help but stand, or crouch rather, completely flabbergasted for a time as he gazed into the broad living room of the rabbit family. They were practically swarming, like ants. Crawling over every piece of furniture, over each other, while two desperate (and productive) parents and the older among them tried to keep order. All until they saw him, anyway. Then they stopped.

It began as one pair of young rabbit eyes noticed him, and then another. Those two young ones halted in their tracks, creating a pileup collision in the room. Then more eyes turned to him, and more. Every set of eyes, at least two dozen, was on him before long. A collective gasp rattled over the many bodies, some small and others, well, less small. Silence came like a thud.

"Uh, hi?" Diego stared right back, and gave a little wave, all hunched over with his shoulders pressed to the ceiling. He gritted his teeth, the tension in the air getting to him, then shot Lucy a look. "I thought you said you told-"

"She did, but to be honest we didn't actually believe her. Always with her pranks." By her appearance, Diego assumed the rabbit speaking was Lucy's mother.

Her father also chimed in, mostly grumbling to his wife but plenty audible. "Who says this isn't a prank? Maybe she just wanted to freak us out. Give us a little startle. Haha. Very funny, Lucy."

Lucy stood defiant, her hands on her hips. Diego relaxed a little seeing that pose. Even put on a soft smile. She was plenty ready to stand up for him.

"Mom, dad, this is Diego, and no this isn't a prank. He's basically the best and I wanted you all to meet him!"

Lucy's dad lowered his glasses so that he could cast her a condescending look over them. "Right. Got it. And now that you've brought him inside, he's free to leave with you until the inevitable happens and we stop hearing from you."

"Dear!" Lucy's mother gave him an elbow. Diego recognized that gesture, being on the receiving end plenty of times. "That's no way to treat our guest. I'll presume he'll behave this evening?"

"Uh huh!" Lucy was still striking the pose.

"Very well then." The rabbit mother offer her little hand. "Lana."

"Diego." He gave it a gentle shake. "The fox."

"Indeed! Somewhere to sit, then? Drink? Carrot? Just kidding."

"Sitting would be great. Excuse me. Pardon me."

He had to avoid stepping on any of the smallest rabbits, given they weren't moving out of the way. Just staring at him, almost perfectly still, until he finally settled into a decently-large armchair. It was far too big for any of the family, so it almost fit him fine. Being back down to almost eye level with the family made him relax some.

"So, Lucy." Her father was still giving her that look. "I don't imagine you've had the good grace to find yourself the world's only vegetarian fox?"

"Uh, no. But-"

"But he's different and he loves you, hm?"

She slumped a little, taking on a sad glimmer in those chocolate brown eyes of hers. Her father finally gave a wave of his hand and offered her a smile.

"Oh, I'm just giving you a hard time. It's your life. Foolishly risk it all you like."

"Daaaad."

"What? That was nice. I'm being nice." He offered a dismissive wave towards Diego. "It's Daniel. Nice to, ah, meet you."

Diego nodded back, still a little tense all over. He'd built up quite the audience since sitting down. Five, then six pairs of small eyes gleamed in his direction. The newest of Lucy's many, many siblings, it seemed. They were just stranding there, watching his every movement, wiggling their little noses.

"Hi," he said to them, and they all scrambled to be first to hide behind each other. That made him chuckle.

"Are you gonna eat us?" one of them asked in a tiny voice.

Diego exaggeratedly tapped his lower lip. "All of you? Of course not. Do you want me to get fat? Then I'd never be able to... catch you!"

He punctuated his last words with a playful gesture, brandishing his claws. The group squealed and dispersed, tripping over one another. Everyone, Lucy included, shot Diego a glare. He gave a shrug.

"Joke."

Lucy finally giggled, breaking the silence. "See! He's the best. So funny! Come chat!"

Before he knew it, Diego was surrounded by tall ears and cotton tails and pretty much every set of eyes was pointed his way. There were plenty of young rabbits, as well as some older ones in their teens, and a few hanging around that must have been college age or more. His eyes strayed to them a moment, only to get interrupted by the sudden impact as Lucy hopped, skipped, and jumped towards him, launching herself bunny butt first into his lap.

From there, she snuggled into his chest and he put his arms around her without really thinking. It was just his automatic reaction when that soft little rabbit was close to him, to squeeze her and keep her warm. But that motion brought a few gasps from the family all around, only for them to settle down when she saw them simply cuddling.

Lana gave the pair a big smile, placing her hand on her chest. "Oh, look at the way she looks at you! Maybe... maybe you are one of the good ones after all."

"Wow, kinda rude." Lucy turned to her mother and stuck her tongue out. "Nothing like literally saying out loud what you think of someone right in front of them."

"I'm trying, honey! Better than nothing!"

The kids got ushered off, guided by some of the adult siblings Lucy had. That left mostly just the four of them, and a few who lingered nearby, mostly still staring at Diego. After the initial awkwardness melted away some, Lucy started blathering on about how they met, and where they were living, all the things they'd done together. Well, not all of them, but the things that fit the present company.

Eventually, Diego asked for directions to a bathroom. And when he got there, he realized he was just going to have to wait his turn. There were already three rabbits standing there, in an orderly single file to the single bathroom the entire family of dozens had to share. When one looked back and saw him just standing there, looming over patiently, there was a babbled offer of letting him skip the line, but he shook his head.

"No rush! I want to hear what they're murmuring about back there, anyway."

Lucy and her parents' voices had grown hushed once he stepped away, but if he perked his ears he could still hear them. They were just around the corner, after all. Silly rabbits. It was a bit hard to pick out every word with all the other chatter around him, but he caught enough.

"... so I was thinking, when I ask him, well, you know about fox traditions right?"

That was Lucy's voice. He arched a brow. Then he heard her parents.

"Well, if you're going to offer someone up, can it be Keira? She never does a damn thing around the house."

"Daniel!"

"What? I'm just saying!"

He wasn't exactly sure what they were talking about, but he tipped his head as the implications came together in his head. It left him dazed enough, lost in concentration on just what exactly she might be thinking of asking him, to the point he didn't even notice it was his turn at the door. Someone stepped on his tail.

"Ow!" He whipped around, to find the oversized paw of one of the youngest rabbits right on the tip of his tail. "Could you not?"

"Your turn!" the rabbit squeaked up to him, fearlessly.

"You won't make it far in the city stepping on predator tails like that you, know!"

"I'm gonna be a ballerina!"

"Right. Good plan."

Diego ducked into the little bathroom, finding it plenty cramped but managing to hit the target just fine. When he was done and washed up, he returned to the living room to find Lucy grinning at him in a way that would make even the average fox suspicious.

"And just what are you up to?"

"Nothing."

"Oh, good! Smirking about nothing at all, then."

Another quick glance revealed three of Lucy's sisters seated on the couch opposite her. All of them were wearing similarly mischievous expressions. All about her age, or slightly younger. Similarly shapely, and bottom-heavy. He permitted himself a brief look over each in turn.

"Well. I was thinking. We were all thinking." Lucy was so cute with those big rabbit teeth all gleaming.

"Good. Thinking is good. About anything in particular?" He didn't mean to, but he was grinning right back by then, showing all those fangs. Lucy's mother saw that and had to turn away from, cupping a hand over her mouth.

"Well, um. Um." Lucy couldn't spit it out.

"Um!"

"So, I know it's traditional with foxes to give a gift of food for this kind of thing. And I've been talking to my sisters, and they were all thinking..."

Diego was playing along with humour, but when the revelation hit him he straightened up and his expression shifted drastically. For a moment he got all misty eyed, blinking rapidly, flattening his ears. He saw Lana start clapping her paws together excitedly. Then he cleared his throat and shifted his eyes and did his best to look his usually foxy self.

"Are you...?" he asked with a tip of his head.

"Uh huh!" Lucy brightly answered.

"Really?"

"Uh huh!"

"You have to actually say the damn words!" one of Lucy's sisters interjected.

"Okay, geez!" She thumbed her nose at her sibling, then turned back to the fox. She didn't bother getting to a knee, given the height difference. "Diego? Will you maybe, you know... marry me?"

He scooped her up and gave her a squishy hug, letting her feet dangle above the floor. "More than maybe, long-ears."

Beside them, he heard squeals and applause. Once they broke from the hug, she laid a big fat smooch on him and he slurped her right back. She tasted good. But this rabbit was for keeping.

"So! You must be hungry!"

"I mean. I was trying to be polite, but..."

"So, these are my sisters. Jess, Amy, annnnd... " Lucy paused and pointed to the third one. "Stacy?"

"Sally."

"Right, that! So, what do you think?" She gave a close look at Diego, rubbing her hands together.

Honestly he couldn't tell them apart. Three pretty rabbit sisters, all of them attractively curved and sporting that sexy rabbit shape he so enjoyed. He nodded approvingly, if a bit hesitantly.

"I love them. But, are you sure? You know what you're offering here, right?"

She just gave him a whack on the chest. "Well, duh! I'm a rabbit, not an idiot! As you may have noticed, there are plenty of us. Plus, I've always wanted to see it..."

"Yeah." He chuckled, and licked his lips. "I know. I've seen the looks."

"Alright, lovebirds." Lucy's father was as straight-faced as ever. He stood and gave them all a shooing motion. "Not too much noise now. Almost time to put the youngest to bed."

For a moment he and Diego unintentionally locked eyes. Daniel froze for a time, mid-step, foot hovering in the air. Then he just nodded to the fox, and got a nod right back. Off he went, leaving the three siblings bounding off the couch together in a tump-tump-tump of rabbit feet. Diego took Lucy's hand in his, stretching her arm above her head, and off they walked to one of the many bedrooms in the expansive burrow, trailing a trio of giggling gifts.

The bed wasn't exactly his size, but he was able to sprawl over it well enough, overhanging paws aside. Lucy tossed some pillows at him and he tucked them behind his shoulders, effectively propping himself up for the indulgences to come. The three sisters unceremoniously undressed, and Diego took a good look over their fluffy naked forms as they came on display. Three juicy bunny butts, with their swishing cotton tails, all to himself. He was broken from his stare when Lucy creamed him across the face with a pillow. He sputtered.

"What? It's not like you'll have to be jealous of them for long!"

He gave her a wink, eyes glinting with an increasing predatory instinct. Something he'd kept simmering for so long, always there but muted, the edges sanded off to keep from startling sweet Lucy. All of it was coming back to him. He'd almost forgotten how it worked.

Parting his jaws, he slurped over his chops smoothly, taking his time and making it loud. He saw Lucy looking at him with that wide-eyed expression of hers, mouth agape, and he nearly cackled. Oh, it was going to be fun showing off what he could really do to rabbits, right in front of her. She visibly broke from a daze with a shake of her head.

"So! How does this work? I admit I don't know the specifics of fox traditions just yet."

Diego shrugged, tucking his tongue back in his mouth. "Oh, it hardly matters. The important part is there's food. And you have that covered."

He offered a brief flash of fangs to the three impending meals, bringing flustered gasps and more giggles from them. Except for Amy, who outright moaned, her eyes fluttering shut a moment and her legs shaking. That made Diego's tail swish. It also made him acutely aware of just how uncomfortable his pants were getting.

They were already a little overly tight, given his state of dressed-uppedness for the occasion. He loosened his tie and tossed it over his shoulder, and then went furiously to his belt, getting it loosened so that he could free his rapidly plumping sheath. It flopped forth, filled but not quite drawing back, and earned an awed reaction from the gallery. Their voices all but blended into one.

"It's so big!"

"It's not even out yet!"

"How does she even take it?"

"Maybe she doesn't!"

"I hear it has a weird bulb thing at the bottom..."

"A knot!"

"What! Why would you know that? Pervert!"

"Anne told me!"

"Anne sucks fox dicks!"

"She does not!"

Lucy interjected. "Not that there's anything wrong with that, right sis?"

The offending one turned to Lucy, blushing. Diego thought that was Sally, or was it Stacy?

"Right! I mean. I kind of always wanted to try it too."

Diego lowered his voice, adding an ominous growl to his tone. "Last chance."

There came a shocked exclamation from Lucy, so he just shrugged to her with the irresistible grin of his.

"Not cheating if I eat them after, right?"

"I can't believe you. Also, totally hot. Not going to lie."

"Good. C'mere, Sally or whatever. You're first."

Sally bounced a few times on the spot, until Amy gave her a shove and directed all that springy energy towards the bed where the sprawled, increasingly horny predator awaited. She crawled up between his legs and lingered there a moment. Feeling her nervous breaths on his sheath had his cock lipsticking out in moments, showing off that pointed pink tip along with the rest of it before long.

A moment later, and he forced to groan as he felt his revealed inches immersed in the slick embrace of her mouth. She sucked on him nice and firmly, even keeping those chompy teeth out of the way. Clearly not the first one she'd ever had in her mouth if she knew that trick.

Jess nudged Amy. "Look at the way she just goes for it, omigod."

"You would too!" Amy nudged back, harder.

Sally knew her stuff, and she coaxed out inch after inch of fox cock with her eager, adoring suckles. She just closed her eyes and starting bobbing her head on it, barely even hesitating once its girth started to bulge her cheeks, and then her throat. Not even a choke. Just wet and constant sucks, that grew faster as she got herself worked up on the taste.

Diego soon was just clutching the side of the bed, digging in with his claws, gritting his teeth as she worked him to a thick, lewdly dripping firmness. His knot hadn't quite fully formed yet, but there was a slight bulge to bump along Sally's lower lip as she sucked him down to the base. It was almost a shame to feast on her if she was this good at this, but if he didn't pluck her up soon he was going to cum in her pretty little mouth. And as good as that would have felt, being horny was a great way to stir up his more aggressive instincts.

So with great reluctance, he reached to the nape of the rabbit's neck, and pulled her smoothly off of his cock. Just in time for the knot to reach its fullest bulge, throbbing fist-sized just above his sack. Tying with someone's mouth wasn't nearly as dangerous as people made it out to be, but it would have certainly slowed things down. He left himself dripping, pulsing, eager to go over the edge but holding off on it as he channelled all that energy into his hungry glare instead.

Sally dangled there, easily hefted in his grip, and slowly licked over her lips. Only to freeze mid-slurp, going completely silent, frozen, as the fox began to part his jaws in front of her. The lifelong fear, the forbidden, was soon gaping there before her. His breath was sweet and his teeth gleamed even more when she was so close to them like that. She watched the stretching strands of saliva until they snapped in her face. Diego couldn't help but drool heavily with fresh meat so very close to his jaws. It'd been a while.

Stretching out his tongue to his prey, he let her play with it a while. She ran her fingers over the folds, over the little wrinkles, and flopped it around as it rested over his lower teeth. She flicked it a few times, smiling softly to herself, and then when she was done playing around, done putting off what she really wanted, she just pushed one hand inside his mouth to see how it felt.

He probably could have just sat back and let her feed herself to him, but that would have been too easy. Besides, they wanted to see what a fox could really do, didn't they? So he let her ease her way inside for a minute or two. One hand, then two, feeling around in his mouth, getting herself all slippery as he drooled on her naked fur. Tasting her sweet, rich flavour. It was making the fur on the back of his neck stand up. Sent a tingle down his spine. Made muscles he had nearly forgotten about go tense once again.

Then he struck. He heard at least three separate screams, maybe four. One of them, he quickly muffled in the embrace of tongue and maw, slipping snugly around Sally's entire skull as he pressed his lips around her throat. The others silenced themselves eventually, some with palms over their own or each other's mouths. He grinned to them, dotting his teeth against the supple throat of his prey, but he didn't bite. Instead, he gulped.

One hard swallow and he was feeling those ears tickling their way down his throat. He had always wondered how that would feel. He groped down to Sally's rump, squeezing tight, securing her in place, and simply began to feed himself with her ample body. Gulp after gulp, gullet compressing around her face, letting it bulge in his throat for all the others to see. Not quite distinct enough that they could make out her expression, but it would have been unreadable anyway.

Sally was simply stunned, her mind flooded with the many sensations. Groping fingers pressing deep into her athletic booty. A wet tongue savouring her fur. And the ominous tug of a hungry gullet towards the gut and certain doom that waited below. Unsure of what exactly she should be doing, she just started kicking out with those powerful legs of hers.

Which could have been a devastating blow if they landed anywhere important, but he made sure to tilt his head back and keep her uselessly flailing through the air. There wasn't much noise from around him as he devoured his first meal of the night, inch by inch, feeling hunger like never before as she slid squirming towards his gurgling middle. Over her belly, her waist, smearing every bit of her in fox drool as he all but sucked the flavour out of her. He permitted himself a brief taste between her thighs, but it wasn't the time for savouring. Not when his gut still burned with such need.

That left only her legs sticking out from between his lips, and those wiggling, flailing paws. In once decisive motion, he made her still, seizing her by both ankles and simply holding on tight. She was strong, but he was stronger. He was a predator. With that grip firmly in place, he shoved, tossing his head back and slurping down the bulging meal until her toes disappeared past the frame of his many teeth, slipping over his tongue and down into his contracting gullet.

There was a collective squeal from the three remaining as Sally disappeared entirely from sight. She was still there, still squirming as she pushed into his heated belly, but that was the last anyone would see of her. Diego couldn't resist giving a generous belch in the direction of the two remaining meals, and he saw the way they squirmed, rubbed their thighs together, swished their hips back and forth. It had exactly the intended effect.

His current meal would be fine in there for a good while, so there was no rush to get to the second. He sat up, patting his gut, inspiring a few confined kicks from the occupant. She couldn't do him any harm, all cramped up like that. He got to his hands and paws, arching his back in a predatory crawl as he leaned over the foot of the bed, belly bulge hanging down, swinging back and forth with the motion.

"Delicious rabbit meat. That's one. Who's next?"

There was a scramble of words from the both of them, talking over each other and not really saying anything coherent anyway. He laughed, and then just threateningly gnashed his jaws at them, sending them flattening against the wall.

"That's alright. I'll just pick for myself." Raising a hand, he pointed. "Eeeny, meany, miney, mo.... catch a rabbit... by the toe..."

Back and forth he went, making each of them flinch just a touch with every wave of his finger. "If she screams... well. Still not letting her go."

"Oh, you're the worst." Lucy gave him a prod to the shoulder.

"And you're wet," he teased back.

She glanced down and harrumphed. "Fox noses are cheating!"

"Better get used to it. Now, who shall I pick?" He was still pointing to one, then the other sister, keeping them tense without even having to look at them.

"Oh, I say take Jess. Just look at her cower!" Lucy giggled, doing her best to act like his display wasn't affecting her at all, but he heard the quiver in her voice.

"You're right. She is cowering. So that would only make it better when I do... this!"

Diego struck, grabbing for a rabbit foot and wrapping his fingers tight around his chosen prey's ankle. Not Jess', but rather Amy's, leaving the most nervous of the sisters leaning against the wall, saved for last. He wrenched his next meal up and let her dangle there, flailing about in instinctual panic but not actually fighting him any. Just letting those automatic motions run through her body, fill her with adrenaline, all primed for the escape she was supposed to be attempting.

His arm wasn't quite long enough to get it exactly right, but he nonetheless made a show of letting her hang there in his grip as he tilted back his jaws and opened up wide. Amy yelped as she was plastered with his tongue, soon pressed against his lower lip as he slurped at her face a few times. Another hand up and he took hold of her other ankle, keeping her completely inverted. Letting all the blood rush to her head, disorienting her, and making her ears all the more sensitive when he bit one of them.

She yelped again as he nibbled for a while. His fangs could be surprisingly gentle, as long as he was careful. As tempting as it was to simply bite down, start digging into her in front of everyone, he thought that might spoil the mood some. So instead, he lowered her down into his broad jaws and let her feel the same embrace her sister had before the end. Lips around her throat. Framed by deadly teeth. Inching slickly towards the constricting gullet that simply needed to take her down.

His hunger was at least partly sated, so he could take a little more time with her. Dredging over her intimate details with his tongue, nibbling her, sucking on her. Dragging her deeper only when he was done with any particular part of her. When he'd stolen away every drop of delicious rabbit flavour and left her soaked in drool she'd never get out of her fur.

Amy was less of a squirmer once he got going than Sally had been, and still was. She mostly writhed, desperately turned on the farther she got between his teeth. Such a scent was incredibly obvious to a nose like his, and he simply couldn't help himself. The urgency gone, he could take his sweet time sliding his tongue over the rabbit's quivering folds, soaking up their juices and getting them even more sopping in his saliva as he schlicked and slurked back and forth along them. Up and down, back and forth, and buried in between while flicking upwards to tease her clit.

That perfect spot got one of her feet twitching, and he savaged her sensitive nub with slurp after slurp until she was wriggling madly. He brought her to the warmest, wettest peak he could, feeling her every muscle tense up, feeling her contracting, dripping. But instead of finishing her off, he simply gave his head a roll and finished her off in a sweeping gulp, dragging her down from rump to feet, making her vanish form sight in seconds, whimpering and crying out in near-climax all the way. Until she deposited in his rounded gut with a wet thud, and he felt her manic motions within, grinding out an orgasm that left her shaking, twitching wildly, then settling down deeply.

One rabbit was filling, two was stuffing. Diego rolled back onto his heels, then was simply seated as he felt the two siblings getting comfortable inside him together. He rubbed over the swell of his middle with gentle fondness, while he slurped his chops for all those lingering flavours and juices. All their squirming brought out a wet burp from him once more, and he was briefly uncomfortable until they finally settled down, cozy and ready for another. There was still room.

So he simply gave Jess a sly smile, then beckoned to her. She pointed to herself, as if it could have been anyone else he meant, and he nodded. Her bounds to meet him weren't quite as energetic as the others, and as she climbed up into his lap, he let her rub at his belly some. The outlines of his prey were still plenty obvious, with their feet all but perfectly highlighted, and the rest bulging fairly clearly.

She looked up to him, and he showed her a great gaping maw. When her first instinct was to shy away rather than reach within, he got another idea. So he reached down, taking a similar grip to her ankles as he'd given to Amy. Instead of hefting her into the air though, he simply raised her big paws up towards his mouth, and leaned in close. A little lick made her squirm, and a good slurp made him giggle wildly.

Not that he stopped. He gave those big cute rabbit feet a thorough tasting, teasing up and down their every detail. Over pads and toes, in between, everything he could to tease the last meal of the night. And maybe the week, given how full he was feeling. When she was all giggled out, he smoothly transitioned from tasting a toe to sucking it. Then another. Then all of them. Then her feet entirely, down to her ankles as he shifted his grip upwards.

It was a slow process, dragging her up along his belly and into his waiting jaws. Especially with how full he was. But once those paws were in his throat, the tight embrace tugging them down helped her right along. As satisfied as he might have been with just two of them, his body was primed and ready to keep consuming. More meat, more. Enough to get him through the winter, perhaps. Or just leave him heftier for a while.

With every inch he successfully slid into the wet embrace of his gullet, matting her fur down damp and hot, he gripped a little higher on her body. Up to her thighs, her rump, then her lower back. He felt himself building momentum, raising her up off the bed, tilting his head, getting the assist of gravity. This all came simply naturally to him, hardly even giving a second thought to the way he moved, the way he ate. All he had to do was let instinct take over.

Jess meanwhile was successfully resisting her own intrinsic tendencies. Unlike he other sisters, she was neither over-excited nor over-horny. She simply relaxed into consumption, sighing and closing her eyes, basking in the sensation of a fox swallowing her down. The stimulation over her fur and skin was enough. She didn't need to see it. Soon enough it would be dark anyway.

He gave a few little nibbles on her as he went, but mostly took it slow and gentle to match her relaxed approach to it. Letting every bit of her settle into him comfortably, cozily constricted towards his rabbit-stuffed gut. He swayed his tail back and forth and soon was closing his eyes as well once he got her properly vertical. There was no need to even do anything anymore - simply let her slide down, warm and fluffy, until he was clacking his teeth shut behind the last inch of her ears, the rest all gone down to meet the others.

At first she settled in as a very notable bulge, jutting out of his middle as he pressed his palms in on her, trying to get her into her proper place. Enough pushing and squirming, along with some helpful tugs from her sisters, and she settled into a much more comfortable spot between them, relieving the pressure on those stretched walls greatly. He gave a great long sigh out and leaned back against those pillows for a few seconds.

Another night, and he might have fallen asleep right there. His thoughts were already clouded, ready to simply shut off a while, practically hibernate while he digested those many meals moving around inside him. But when Lucy hopped up on the bed next to him, offering an eager glint in her eyes and a sultry little smirk, he was reminded of just how hard his cock was right that moment. Pounding really, even if all the attention had been on getting those rabbits down his throat. And one sniff at the air revealed just how turned on his little show had made his newly engaged lover.

"A little wet are we, Lucy?"

"Uh huh."

"And why might that be?"

She stuck her tongue out. "You look sexy doing... that. I like you with a belly, too."

"Oh is that so? Haven't ruined things forever with my little display? I'm glad." His tone was teasing, not actually concerned.

"Nope. Of course. You know what happens now, right? We're engaged and all. Only natural that we celebrate." She reached over and quite abruptly seized hold of his cock. She needed both hands to grip all the way around it, stroking up and down.

Biting his lower lip, he gave her a look, and nodded. "I'm a little heavy right now. But nothing could ever stop me from giving you the fucking you deserve."

"Yeah? And what does a rabbit like me deserve?" She shot him a grin and then gave a good prod to his stretched belly, provoking a series of squirms from its occupants. "Better impress. You have an audience tonight!"

Just to tease, he clenched his stomach muscles, making things significantly tighter for the occupants of his gently gurgling belly. They gave a few writhes in protest. "Oh, they hardly matter now."

Lucy dipped a finger down between her thighs, sopping up some of the slickness she was producing, and then raised the newly pheromone-coated digit towards his nose with a smirk. "Enough teasing. See what you've made me do? What does your oh-so-perfect nose think about that?"

"Let's find out."

Though he was slightly slowed by how heavy he was feeling, he could still surprise her with a certain predatory speed. He lurched and struck and simply grabbed her by the hips, relishing in her little squeal. And then he couldn't help but simply grin in adoration as she let loose with little giggles. He turned her right upside down and go a better look at how supremely wet he'd made her with the show of his true nature.

Of course by then he had a good idea of her scent when she was horny. But that night was different. Something about seeing him feed had awoken something primal in her. And not the fear it should have been. She wanted him so very badly, knowing what he could do. He could tell that just from sniffing between her ample thighs, working up and down and sucking in as much of her pheromones as he take from her. Then he ate her.

In the sexual sense, of course. A heavy slathering of his tongue quickly made her moan out sharply. She didn't care who heard them. Her sisters definitely did. He could hear and feel them giggling as he slurped and soaked her puffy nethers in his drool. An even deeper taste of rabbit than he'd just taken. He didn't just lick, but dug right into her, parting her folds with powerful applications of his tongue, drawing out all the juices, all the nectar as he delved inside those depths, wriggling.

"Nnnnf, nnnnf.... turn me... turn me around. I wanna... return the favour." She could barely get the words out, physically forcing them between whimpering moans.

He happily obliged. It took some shifting to get into position, but eventually he let her head hang down between his legs, letting her have a faceful of fox cock grinding all over her fur. She outright sniffed it, acting much like a canine herself for a moment. Then came her tongue, her lips, her throat. All in one continuous, lewdly slurking motion. He couldn't help but groan a moment, tossing his head back before turning to the juicy feast in front of him.

Holding such a position meant he had to hold her tight to his body. And that meant she was strongly squished into the swollen shape of his prey-filled gut. Through the layers of fur and skin and fat, she could feel them in there still. Entirely whole of course, and filled with plenty of energy. They poked and teased her with little squeezes at the walls, trying to get a handful of her they couldn't quite reach. She teased right back with groping fingers, pushing in on their outlined forms and massaging her lover just as much as them in sweet, firm circles over the fox's middle.

There was plenty she could have said to tease them, but she didn't bother to try to speak when she was throat-deep in knotted canine cock. That knot was always a big fascination of hers, and she kissed it hard as she mashed up against it with some driving, sucking gulps. Every bob she gave him was rewarded twice over by his sloppy tongue pumping in and out of her, flicking her pent up juices in all directions and surely making a mess of fur and sheets alike.

Pumping, swallowing, shaking all over, she felt a climax building. Her feet began to twitch as she grew tighter, and so in effort to keep him right at his peak with her she plunged down deeper, taking as much of him into her throat as she could. He was muzzle-deep in rabbit pussy by that point, but even he had to give her a little pat for the moment, pulling up and gasping a few breaths of fresh air between gulps of her juices.

"Easy there, longears. Don't choke yourself out before we get to the good stuff."

She simply ignored him, sliding up and down on his cock until he leaned back and snarled between her thighs. Only that made her pause, halting midway through her deepthroating suckle. Such a snarl made her outright quiver, a sensation that reached all down to her poofy tail. She tapped her toes against his shoulders and she gripped even tighter at his heavy belly. Pulling from his cock and letting it dribble collective drool and precum on her face, she puffed her chest, arched her chest, and moaned out two simple words.

"Fffffuck meeee...."

Diego gave her a another little snarl just to see her eyes open wider for a moment. Then he flipped he right around as if she were merely a toy, and fiercely tackled her flat on the bed. Pinning her by the shoulders meant his bloated belly lay right over her top half, almost crushingly heavy for a moment until he got to his knees and eased up on her. She was still entirely trapped beneath all that weight, feeling every bulge, every squirm, every early churn that hinted at their impending fate.

Fittingly so in a night filled with instinctual sensations, he went at her like an animal. No teasing, none of that devilishly talented tongue. Simply a thick fox cock pushing into her sex until the knot bumped against her. That was all that fit in her, and he didn't test her any further despite the urges he felt to just rut her relentlessly. He poured that into deep, firm rams of knotty cock into trembling rabbit depths while he listened to her muffled moans beneath his prey-stuffed belly.

Another night, and he'd have taken it slow. Worked up a rhythm, pleasured her with those little motions and grinds she loved so much. That night, it was merely pounding. Thump thump thump to an increasingly soaked rabbit cunt, rattling the bed back and forth just as his middle jostled and sloshed with those slowly rising fluids working over the exposed fur of the prey within. He slammed her, almost too hard, and she screamed out with an increasingly dazed expression smothered against her lover's gut.

When she had her eyes shut, her mouth open wide, tongue hanging out almost limply, she gave a rasping groan that was breathless, inelegant. It was the best she could do in such a state. Certainly he'd felt her squirt before, but this was more of a gush, as she clamped down on him and came dangerously close to simply yanking his knot right inside of her. He pumped and bounced upon her as she got him wet, and then simply withdrew from her in a slick pop as he felt her squeezing grow softer.

They didn't need a word between them. He sat back against the pillows once more, giving his hanging gut more room to breathe, and hefted her up by the hips. It took a bit more angling than usual, given that ample obstacle bulging between them, but a little manoeuvring and he had his cock pressed right up tight beneath that cute little cotton rabbit tail. And then, deeper beneath, pushing himself smoothly, well-lubed on her very own juices, up into that tight rabbit rump.

She gave a little breathless groan, but not a single protest. He fit just find, especially given how wet she'd made that pointed canine cock. Once he thudded his knot against her cheeks, she simply began grinding down upon him, as best she could suspended off the bed in his grasp anyway. Pressing, rubbing back and forth, flexing against it, feeling it ever so slowly easing inside her, until she was shaken hard with the sudden pop of that hefty bulb locking inside her backside.

Her feet went up and down as she propelled herself into him, bracing herself on air alone, gaining momentum of her own. Not letting that knot seal inside, but rather making him pump it back and forth. Practically daring him to fuck her with it, even when the size of it was bulging in her belly by that point. She bounced and wiggled and huffed, absolutely insisting.

Which of course he was all too happy to oblige. He didn't even need to thrust his hips, but instead pulled her up and down on his shaft as her belly outlined its shape with every deep thump. Knot and all. He got her right down to his balls and then bounced her back up to his tip, every single inch, leaving her to simply flailing her limbs up and down as she focused on pounding that knot into her. It made her curl her toes every time it popped in, whimper when it popped back out.

All through it, he heard his prey chattering away. Commenting on what they were up to perhaps, but through the slick sounds of rough rabbit pounding, and the every-increasing gurgle-glorps that went along with his stomach doing its best to figure out how to process all that food, he couldn't hear anything they were saying. Nor did he especially care. There was only one rabbit for him, and she was bulging with his dick as he fucked her cute ass with all the ferocity of a proper predator.

Eventually, the position proved difficult to maintain. She couldn't fault him for tiring a little earlier than usual, given how full she was. Before she could get a tease out of her mouth, she found herself shoved forward onto the bed, pinned once more under those three siblings outlined in her partner's middle. It left her completely helpless, laying face down with a fox cock in her butt, making it jiggle just a little with the lusty, lurching impacts.

What he lacked for energy Diego made up for with need. He couldn't go without filling that sweet rabbit. Her belly already bulged with his girth alone, and she could feel him tightening, his balls closer to his body, muscles clenching. One last jam of his knot inside her and he rocked back and forth with that single inch below it, keeping it nestled in her warm depths, riding towards orgasm.

The noise he made was little more than an extended grunt, and was a great understatement compared to just how much cum was soon filly her own belly. She felt herself growing taut and rounded, getting stretched to a similar shape as the fox atop her, while she cradled her middle and tried not to kick out from the pleasure of hot fox seed gushing inside her. Slosh went her belly as it pushed down into the bed, and when he finally rolled over to the side, taking her with him on that knot, it jiggled away just as noisily as his own.

She was quivering, drooling by the end. Every last drop was sealed in tight beneath her little tail by that merciless knot. All of it stretching, expanding her to a perfect balloon of a rabbit. Or close at least. Pregnant-looking before long, she bit her lip and eventually just slumped, falling almost totally limp for a few moments. Then she just sighed and smacked her chops, cuddling back to his belly as they remained together. Full to the brim, the both of them, and not wanting to do much moving anytime soon.

"Think they'll last the night?" she softly cooed back at him, her eyes closed.

He gave his gut an experimental prod. "I don't see why not. They've got plenty of air. Guess it's up to them whether they pass out anytime soon or not."

"Let's let the family see. I want them all to know I'm gonna marry a dangerous predator. Not just someone who might eat rabbits. Someone who does."

He gave a gentle laugh. "I love how much that turns you on. A rest, first? Not like we can go anywhere for a while anyway."

"Mmmm. Yeah. Going to need some time with this belly you gave me. Greedy fox. Knotting me in the butt like that."

"Oh, it's going to happen a whole lot more the longer we stick together."

"Unless you just eat me."

He licked the back of her head. "You're tasty, don't get me wrong. But just as long as you keep me fed, I'll keep you around for good, don't you worry. Or do. Probably makes you all tingly."

Just for a little last tease, he gave a sleepy nip to her ear, and felt those muscles tensing through her body. Mostly down around his cock. Oh yes. He knew all her buttons by then, and he'd keep on pushing them in the morning.

For the moment, it was time to close his eyes as he rubbed up and down her thigh, listening to the giggles and chatter of his meals settle down at last. Not gone, still conscious, but finally slowing from their excited state and adjusting to their new role as prey. They'd be simmering in there all night.

***

Diego was wrenched from some pleasant dreams by a solid kick. His first instinct as he gasped away was to blame Lucy, even if the mischievous rabbit wasn't quite that much trouble. But instead it was one of the three inside him. He was about to grumpily prod back, but a careful listen revealed the growing intensity of those gurgles. From a faint rumbling to a steady, messy slosh. It was probably starting to burn in there.

So, he still prodded, but more gently. As he moved around, his cock flopped from Lucy's backside, and she stirred with a little snort. She didn't move out of the snug little spoon position though, instead just tilting her head back and flicking her ears against his chin in the process.

"Something amiss, foxy?"

He shook his head. "Oh, nothing special. They're starting to feel it. How's it going in there, ladies?"

There was a muffled collective yammering, until they finally found an order to speak in. Over the digestive noise, it wasn't clear who was speaking. Just a voice, call up almost at the top of her lungs to be heard over the glorps.

"Nnngh... kind of burning. How much longer will it last?"

"Oh, a while." Diego gave them a few pats. "You'll pass out before it gets really bad though. Probably."

Lucy gave his cheek a little affectionate rub. "You're so cruel."

"Just telling it like it is, as they say."

He stretched, yawned big, and rolled over onto his back, letting his still-full belly jut towards the ceiling. Lucy felt the hot air of his breath against the back of her head, picturing his open jaws without even having to look. She'd already had a good look at them, going to work like she'd never seen them before. That image was going to stick with her. In a good way.

"Well, now that we're awake, might as well get up, right?" She rubbed at her belly, still feeling a bit full, but the general swollen look had toned down once more.

Diego perked an ear. "Some of them are already up, from the sounds of it."

She chuckled. "Yeah, all the little ones. I'm not sure if mom and dad have had a good sleep in thirty years."

"They could stop breeding all the time. Do they know that?"

"Hey, it's just nature! I don't criticize yours, do I?" She poked his belly, getting one of her siblings right on the butt.

"Hmm. That's a pretty good point." He stifled the small belch the prod stirred up. "Shall we?"

With some considerable hefting on his part, jostling around the the captive trio, they were on their feed together. The movement provoked some sharp squirms and twitches as the sizzling fluids sloshed around inside, getting all over the places they hadn't yet touched. Burning away at soft bunny fur to get down to the skin beneath. There was still a good long time until he finished them off, but in the meantime they were going to tingle at best and sear in the nastier moments.

Diego couldn't for the life of him get all his shirt buttons back on, so he was just going to have to walk out there with his belly showing. He wasn't really sure what he was supposed to be feeling when he stepped out into a rabbit burrow, surrounded by the brethren of the three he was currently very slowly digesting alive. He certainly got some looks. In return, he did his best to just smile and wave, keeping those fangs safely tucked behind his lips. He'd already been given a generous gift, no sense alienating his hosts.

Lucy bounced into a chair at the kitchen table, where parents and some other siblings were eating. Her mother looked up from her coffee, giving her a sweet smile, as if there was nothing strange about the presence of a fox in their house, his belly visibly rounded out and on display.

"Have a nice evening, dear?"

"Uh huh!"

"Congratulations to you two! I bet you're really excited."

"Yep!"

"Help yourself to some breakfast, the both of you! Though, I suppose you won't be needing much for a while now will you?" She winked at Diego.

The relaxed expression on her face took a lot of the tension out of his muscles. He gave her a smile and nodded, sitting down beside Lucy to pour himself some coffee of his own. A sip, and he felt all kinds of writhing around within him as the hot drink splashed onto the trio's mostly exposed skin. All the fur was piling up in the bottom of his stomach by that point.

"Still wriggling I see." Daniel looked up over his paper and glasses alike. "A good gift, then? Not going to eat us all for the insult?"

Diego nodded, meeting that stern gaze. "Very good. And even if they weren't, I'm too full for any retribution by now anyway!"

"Ah, good. Another day undigested is good enough for this old rabbit." He went back to his reading.

"You must forgive my husband's sense of humour," Lana said, giving Daniel a dismissive gesture. "I assure you there's no offence taken from your particular habits. Do you eat entire people often?"

"Oh, not at all." Diego had another sip. "Just a rare indulgence. I'll keep my teeth off of Lucy. She's a good bun."

"With goooood buns. Pass the OJ please!" Lucy was as wiggly and pleasant as ever. Her father slid it over.

"I just hope someone's going to cover the chores those three are currently skipping out on," he said. "Absent without leave, if you ask me."

"Oh, honey. Nobody did. So don't fuss! They chose to help their sister out themselves. I think it's sweet of them, if a little strange. Stacy always was an odd one in particular, wasn't she?"

Somewhere within, the muffled protest came to correct her. "It's Sally!" she said, but no one heard her but Diego and he didn't bother to respond.

"Perhaps. Better like this than unexpectedly in the night, for certain." He finally set his paper down, removing those reading glasses. "I mean no offence, I assure you. Having you over, I half expected it to be all tooth and claw, shredded fur and mopping blood from the ceiling. Really I had no idea foxes could be so civil. Or maybe it's just you."

Diego grinned. "Don't get out much?"

By way of answer, Daniel just made a grand gesture around the table and the rest of the room, as dozens of rabbits of various ages swarmed all around them. Then he laughed, and Diego laughed too.

"Don't suppose I could persuade you to take an armful for the road?" he added, which made his wife click her lips at him.

Diego shook his head, chuckling, and went back to his coffee. He turned to Lucy, who he caught just beaming up at him, resting her chin on her hands.

"Whatcha looking at?" he asked her.

"Oh, just you, being all foxy and stuff." She didn't stop staring.

"I'm fairly certain you've seen me before," he said.

"Yeaaah. But now you're mine!" she chirped.

He couldn't help but grin at that. In fact, he dipped right down and laid a smooch on her lips for it, provoking a collective 'aww' from the many onlookers. And maybe a sigh or two of relief when he withdrew from her face without eating it. Diego turned backed to her parents after that.

"Anything you need around the home, I'm happy to help with while we're here. I might, uh, be moving a little slower than usual, but I'm sure I can still be useful."

Lana perked her ears right up at that, giving him that same motherly smile. "Oh, lovely! Such a gentleman. I know for starters, there are a bunch of little rabbits who want to show you what they drew!"

"Yeah!" "Me first!" "No me!" "Not fair!" "I drew him in a rocketship!" came the collective voices of the youngest generation of rabbit quintuplets.

Diego laughed out loud at that, and was quickly tugged away by one once he'd finished his morning drink. He sat with them in the corner of the living room, towering over all those little rabbits as they showed off the various portraits they'd drawn of him. Most of which looked happy and friendly. One indeed had him in a rocketship. Another showed him in a threatening pose with enormous scary fangs. He asked the artist of said unflattering portrayal for more.

"Why all the teeth?"

It was strange talking so innocently with them with three of their older siblings currently in his belly, but they didn't know any better. They probably just thought he had grown fatter overnight for no particular reason.

"Cause you're a fox which means you're scary but you're the only nice one is what they said! And I only ever ever ever talk to you and not any other foxes!"

He tapped his chin. "Hm. Fair enough! Sounds like good advice."

After the art show, he helped the older bunch around the house with some heavy lifting, or at least it was heavy for them. He even fixed a leaking pipe for them, which he was in the middle of when Lucy found him again.

"Oh, look at you, doing the good boyfriend thing! I think everybody likes you. How's the tummy feeling?"

"Getting there!" He pulled his head from under the sink and flashed a grin.

Another prod to his belly awoke one of them, from a half-conscious state as she melted down to sludge. Feeling how much of her had burned away made her thrash for a while, and the others eventually joined in. But they were all fading and weakening, bits of them already liquefied as he stripped layer after layer right off of supple rabbit bones. Like a slow-cooked meal in his hot, gastric chamber. He belched at her by way of punctuation.

She came forth and wrapped her arms around him from behind as he crouched like that, feeling in on his rounded middle. A squeeze or two, and she shifted around all the meat in there. Feeling it softened, giving way even to her touches. Breaking them apart, piece by piece, as they whimpered and kicked their last few struggles. If he hadn't woken them, they might have been spared these particularly nasty segments of digestion, but at least they were too weakened to scream out. Numbness won out eventually, and they sank down again, merely twitching, but living a little longer.

By the time the many rabbits sat down to dinner, Diego watched them from afar as he lazed out on the couch. He'd turned down the offer to join them even if just for a few nibbles. Partly because he was still feeling quite full, but also because he felt the need to stretch out for the grand finale of sorts.

Soon he had an unexpected set of helpers once the rabbit's dinner was complete. He must have drifted off for a time, as he didn't remember seeing them clear up, but suddenly the table was empty when he looked over there. But soon his attention was instead on the long-eared figures all around him, crowding in as his belly noisily worked over his meals. Still alive, still kicking, thankfully softly, they were still in enough a shape to respond to those outside. Diego looked over his audience, and faintly rumbled as they all pressed inwards, each wanting a turn at his fat gut.

Most of the massaging fingers and palms were pleasantly gentle, but a few got a little rough in their eagerness. The younger ones had been all shooed to bed by that point, leaving just Lucy and her similarly-aged siblings to gather all around the well-fed fox. The dangerous predator, effectively placated by enough food. The one time they could reach in and touch him without any real fear. He simply laid his head back against his folded arms.

"Are they going to make it out?" one asked, and another shot him a look.

"Of course they're not, stupid!"

Lucy interjected with a raise of her hand. "Hey now. Foxy here needs his rest. Keep your voices down, will you?"

"Sorry, Lucy."

Another moved in and gave a much firmer press into the slowly dwindling forms of the three rabbit sisters, stewing together beneath the layers. He called to them in a raised but gentle voice.

"Does it hurt?"

It took some time for them to answer in there, but one voice came up faintly. Her words were slurred and distant. "Not... really. I don't feel much of anything anymore. It hurt for a while but now it's all going numb..."

"Why does she sound like she's drunk?" asked another sibling.

Diego just shrugged, so Lucy filled in for him. "Defence mechanism, I guess! Too much pain and you stop feeling it. I'm sure it'd hurt a whole bunch if not for that though. Acid isn't exactly gentle, you know."

The nonchalant way she delivered that rattled a few onlookers. He could tell by the looks on their faces. Yet even then the crowd didn't disperse, as they took turns rubbing at his middle. They were relatively orderly, squabbling only slightly for position. Each pair of hands pressed in curious, from top to bottom of that preybulge, squeezing, groping, simply touching something they had only ever imagined in horror. Yet right there before their eyes, it was too fascinating to run from.

Diego simply chilled right out and tried not to belch too much. Certainly he did a little, given all the attention he was getting to his pressured middle. All those rabbits gathered around, it would be so easy to simply swipe one up. He glanced over a few of Lucy's particularly shapely sisters, and pondering here and there whether he could fit just one more inside. But that was probably a bad idea given how full he was already.

There were more questions, of course. "Will you do this again sometime?" one of them asked, sounding less worried and more just curious.

"Oh, why's that? Disappointed you missed out on the fun?" He smirked at the speaker.

"Maybe. Um. I mean, I don't necessarily want to, but I just... wonder." That sibling shuffled her feet.

"Well, I think if you ask them in there, they'll have no complaints. Right, ladies?" He gave them a gentle prod.

"Nnngh... right Diego," one of them said. He still couldn't tell their voices apart. Their bodies would all blend together soon enough anyway. "The... thrill of it. The feeling of your throat around us. Of being trapped in here together. There's nothing like it..."

That extended speech took a lot of energy out of the speaker, and Diego felt her slump inside her, gasping afterwards. He winked. "See? Heard it right from the meat itself."

There was a murmuring among the crowd. Some looked a bit shocked still. Others simply curious, almost innocently so. And still plenty of others looked on with lusty eyes, biting their lips or curling their toes or other such signs of unexplained arousal. Taking more without offer would be greedy of him. But the way they were all lavishing him in attention like that, it seemed he and his predatory ways were more than welcome in the burrow.

Only once he was lulled to a deeply relaxed state did the crowd finally disperse. The three sisters were very thoroughly softened by that point, all their pretty fur melted off and pieces of them sliding apart with the slightest motion. He didn't bother to rub or poke at them, simply letting the natural process of digestion work them over one last time. A few joints went snap under the onslaught, his belly apparently sensing them nearing their end and working ravenously to finish them off. Crushing, squeezing, mashing them to pulp. He felt some rapid twitches, maybe one last little kick, and then he felt one of them gasp out a lingering sigh of death. Then another, and a third. They were done, gurgled down alive and adding to his predatory body churn by churn.

There was still plenty of work to be done of course. He lay there a while, fighting down the urge to get turned on by the memory of those very last sighs. Oh, that was a cruel thing to get off on, but such a forbidden pleasure, and in the presence of all those other rabbits who didn't even pay him mind. Either he wasn't a very good fox, or he was the best one in the world. Before he really knew it, he was easing into dreamland, snoozing on the couch with his paws up over the arm, undisturbed by the rest of the family despite how many of them there were. They could see his shrunken belly, still round but much tauter than before, and they knew it meant he might be hungry again soon.

***

When he woke, it was morning once more, and he was pleasantly surprised by Lucy snuggled into his side. She had to really mash herself in there to fit between the back cushion and his body, but it must have been comfy. Especially with the added padding to his body, ruining his usual athletic shape with plenty of pudge to pinch on belly and hips alike. Jess, Amy, and Sally were all done for, but they left his mark upon him. All those tasty rabbit nutrients were packed warmly onto his body, the excess stored as fat, and the rest...

He rose rather sharply and did his best to remember where the bathroom was. It was dark but he could see just fine, nocturnal predator that he was. Even in the night there was still a line of three at the door, and he provoked a collective yelp as he unintentionally snuck up on them in the dark. They scattered, even if he didn't mean to scare them, and that left him just waiting for the door to open.

Once it finally did, the other rabbit smiled to him and moved aside for him to enter. It wasn't that the others were afraid, he had simply startled them he figured. But no time to really consider, as he pushed on in and locked the latch tight. Time to let off those three rabbits now that he had finally taken everything he could from them. They'd been stripped down to the bone, softened and squeezed through the predator's intestines. Everything that kept them going had been stolen away to feed that carnivorous creature. They flowed through his veins and they padded his stomach. But most of all, he they were packed up in his colon.

The toilet thankfully was fairly average-sized, despite all the rabbits that used it. A little smaller than he was used to, but he fit on it just fine. Pants down to his ankles, he got himself nice and comfortable, knowing he was going to be there for a while. The room was nicely heated, so at least he didn't have to sit on a cold seat for the next hour or so.

The first squeeze, and he knew it was going to be a long one. Not that the rabbit sisters didn't go through him smoothly. They were what his body was designed to digest anyway. He noted the location of the pull chain, ready to flush preemptively before things got out of hand. The handle was shaped like a carrot. How cute.

That just reminded him once more that he was sitting right there in the middle of a rabbit den, having feasted on some of its occupants. Another squeeze, a crackle, and then a smooth splash to the water below, and he was shitting them right out into their own toilet. He leaned back, sighed, and cracked his knuckles as he felt that first tightly-packed log hit the porcelain. A great sense of relief, slightly tingly, spread all through him, the pressure lessened and the slight discomfort in his gut subsided.

As he sat there, adding to the dark pile of ruined fur and softened bone flecks that used to be three perky rabbits, he found himself idly wishing he had brought something to read. A second, third, fourth log of fox waste hit the water, and he pulled the chain to send it all down, with plenty more coming in slightly huffing, grunting pushes by the fox. Eventually he just reached for a magazine and flicked through it, picking up some gardening tips he'd never actually put to use.

Fifteen minutes of dumping the three sisters, and there was a knock at the door. A female voice called in, one he didn't recognize.

"Whoever it is, hurry up in there!"

He cleared his throat. "Going to be a while!"

"Oh! Sorry!" The voice on the other side quickly retreated, with little thumps of rabbit feet.

There was no other interruptions. Apparently the whole burrow knew what was going on in there. Diego sat squeezing, tail lifted high, as they continued to leave his body. Pound after pound, nearly adding up to one full rabbit after a second, then third flush. Was it the biggest meal he ever had? Maybe, maybe not, but as the last few pieces of former rabbit fell from him and disappeared into the drain below, he knew it was the most pleasant. Adding to him in all the right ways. Giving him energy and only fattening him up in places he could work off in time.

And not to mention. Sitting there, surrounded by all the rest of the family, getting rid of them behind the closed door. That was such a naughty pleasure. When he was finally done, he was wearing a foxish little grin, getting tidy and then getting back to his feet with one final flush swishing behind him. He cracked his back, stretched his arms, and wiggled his numb leg a few times. A good wash of his hands and that was it. The rabbits were gone, nothing more than fox shit. He was well-fed, and his lovely little rabbitmeat fiancee thought no less of him for it. It was a good day to be a fox.

Of course, his body being finally done with those three meant he was starting to think about food again. The family made a fine breakfast, if one was into the whole vegetable thing, and maybe it would have tided him over. But rather than try it, and risk an upset stomach, he simply found Lucy again. She greeted him with a hug around his waist and then pinched playfully at his added pudge, squeezing around his belly. He'd managed to button his shirt down again, but everyone could see the added roundness to his gut. Nobody flinched.

"There you are. What's the plan today, foxy?"

He smiled to her and leaned down to kiss between her ears. "I think it's about time we headed home. Meaning no offence to this lovely family of yours. But pretty soon I'm going to start thinking about meat again, and I haven't seen a shop for a while."

She wasn't shaken by that. In fact, she just tilted her head back and shot him a smirk. "Maybe we should just stay a while longer then? There are plenty of us. I'm sure we'd last you a while."

He did his best not to laugh too loudly. "Hah! Hmmmf. Tempting. Tempting. You'd have to wheel me up the aisle in that case, then. Maybe... maybe in the future, we ought to pay another visit. If everyone would be alright with that."

She quickly nodded, ears flopping back and forth. "Are you kidding? They've practically already forgotten. Just a fact of life for us rabbits. I'm just clever enough to have tricked you into keeping me."

"For now." He winked.

"You big tease."

He was pretty sure he was teasing. So was she. But in that moment between them, that exchanged glance, there was still that spark of doubt. Probably not. But maybe. Someday. Then it was gone, and they were just the loving couple again, the fox hefting her under the arms so he could smooch her. That was enough playing predator for the time being, but the instinct would never truly be gone. It was simply nature.