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Jane wasn't exactly sure what her tail was doing. Not exactly wagging. More simply twitching, going along with a weird tingly sensation that ran all the way up her spine and to the back of her scalp. She didn't knock, not yet. Instead she checked her phone another time just to be certain she had the address right. This was the definitely the right apartment.

While the vixen stood there, fluffy tail still vaguely moving, she heard someone moving on the other side of the door, and saw a flicker at the peephole. That startled her a little, and she wasn't sure why. So she finally knocked three times, and stood adjusting her black dress, ensuring it hugged and highlighted her youthful, bottom-heavy curves just right. Busty, wide-hipped, she liked to think she had plenty to offer. Sarah certainly seemed to have enjoyed what she saw back when they were just exchanging messages and pictures online. But in person there was no time to retake photos in hopes of the perfect angle.

The door opened almost immediately, and Jane was left standing there glimpsing upon the big reveal. The other vixen, stood just a little taller, was just a little bustier, as well as thicker all around with her extra years on Jane. They locked eyes, briefly looked stunned, and then almost simultaneously scanned down over each other's bodies.

"You didn't!" Jane exclaimed.

"I had it first!" Sarah said right back.

And then they both broke into mirrored grins. They were wearing the exact same dress. Not just the same colour, but the same size, the same design. It fit them almost the same way too, except that on Sarah, it hugged even tighter to those many ample assets. Breasts that were just a little heftier, hips just a little broader. And one very ample bulge that distinctly set them apart - right there at the bottom of it, highlighting two vixen nuts. The main difference between the two of them. Aside from fifteen years or so.

Though they had already typed up fantasies to each other so indulgent they weren't even possible, they were left uncertain of how exactly to approach their first actual physical contact. Despite a certain dominant persona when writing, Sarah wasn't going to just go ahead and start humping her in person. And as much as Jane liked the idea of just dropping down and nuzzling the other vixen's balls right that very moment, it didn't quite have the same innocent appeal as it did when she just typed it.

So instead they stood there, making halted half-motions, moving forward, then stepping back, muttering things that weren't quite words. Trying to make the first move, then stopping when they saw the other doing the same, ending up with them both getting nowhere. Finally, Jane just raised her arms and smiled, offering a hug, and Sarah pulled her into it, squishing their breasts together as they squeezed each other close.

"Ooh, our tits are at perfect hug height!" Jane observed.

"It's good to see you too." Sarah, rubbed at her back, hesitantly. "I admit this is my first time meeting someone who knows about... my tastes. Forgive me if I'm awfully nervous."

"Oh don't worry, me too, but when I get nervous I make up for it by talking a lot and acting really outwardly cheerful as if nothing's wrong at all!" Jane breathlessly babbled.

Sarah just leaned in, waited a moment, and finally gave a kiss to the cheek. "I think we're going to get along just fine. Come right in. Sorry about the mess."

As Jane stepped in, she quickly observed just how perfectly immaculate the apartment really was. On the spot, she was very thankful she decided to come over rather than invite Sarah to her dorm room, and the mess that lurked there.

"Oh, don't worry about it," she said sarcastically, but Sarah didn't seem to catch it. She was rushing around, adjusting things that were slightly crooked while Jane made slowly her way to the couch.

Only once everything was just right, or just righter, did Sarah join her. She sat some distance away at first, only to realize herself and scoot closer, hip to hip, placing an hand on Jane's shoulder.

"And further apologies that I'm not quite as assertive in person as I am online."

Jane laughed. "Well, that's probably for the best. I'm pretty sure that level of assertiveness is illegal."

"Good point! Right, right, yes. I'm delighted to finally lay hands on you. I hope you don't mind if we take it rather slowly." She did lean in and give another kiss on the cheek, warm and almost motherly. She wasn't quite old enough to be Jane's mother, but that was the moment that made Jane really remember that gap between them.

"That's okay. I was kind of hoping you'd say that, to be honest. As slutty as I might be inside, I'm not really used to this level of... stuff."

Sarah gave her a surprised look and tipped her head. "Oh dear, I'm not your first, am I?"

"No no! Nothing like that. I guess you're just the first I actually want."

Sarah's expression shifted to one of horror, and Jane quickly realized what she'd just implied.

"Uh, wait, no, that's not what I meant at all. I just mean, like... I've never actually had a great time with anyone. Maybe an adequate one. But there was always that sort of disconnect. They didn't know what I was really into so they just assumed I was like any other girl. You know?"

Sarah nodded. "I think so. Like I said, I've never actually talked to someone in person who knew about what I liked."

Now Jane was grinning, getting over her initial discomfort the more time she spent around the slightly milfy vixen. Not that she'd call her a milf out loud. "So, you've never actually eaten anyone for real then?"

"Of course not! I'm a fox, not a... hm, say, a bear. They seem like they might be big enough to actually do it."

Jane exhaled hotly. "... Do you think any of them ever have?"

"Probably. But I don't know if it's like we picture it. It's probably less sexy in real life."

"Yeah, probably all bloody and gross, ick." Jane stuck her tongue out. "Well, I think you'd make a good bear if you weren't already a perfect vixen."

Sarah started waving a hand. "Aw, well thank you. I don't have any plans to turn into a bear anytime soon, but... the night is young!"

"Like me!" Jane said with a short chuckle that she quickly halted when Sarah didn't chuckle back.

"Yeah..." Sarah replied, hesitant, until her eyes went a bit wider. "You are eighteen, right?

"Of course, yes! Almost nineteen actually!"

Sarah nodded, and the two of them sat around quietly for a few seconds. Jane chewed on her lip, tapping her fingers together. Sarah cleared her throat, raised a finger as if to say something, then seemed to change her mind. Eventually she broke the uncomfortable silence.

"How is college going, anyway?"

"Um, good, good! I think I actually have straight A's so far. Like I keep saying. God, I am such a boast."

"Ah, very good. Sounds like you're studying hard. That's... good." Sarah was still forcing a smile, but then she sighed. "I'm awful at this aren't-"

She didn't finish before Jane just went in and laid a kiss right on her lips. The older fox was startled at first, but soon just closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around her longtime friend, squeezing her for real, taking in the feeling of her fur beneath that dress, tasting her lips. That bulge of hers was already stirring, and Jane ran her hands down Sarah's sides towards it, not quite reaching, silently asking for permission to touch while the two of them remained locked in that kiss. Sarah simply took her by the hands, and place her palms directly atop that outline in her dress, letting Jane feel it throb, swell, sheath drawing back with each moment they were close.

"It's bigger in person," Jane said, popping free of the kiss and licking slowly over her lips. "The pictures didn't even do it justice."

"Touch all you want," Sarah assured her, wearing a satisfied smirk. "What happened to taking this slow?"

"I think this is still pretty slow. You haven't slammed me up against a wall yet!"

Sarah chuckled. "Honestly, I probably won't. Too many nice things on my walls! I'd hate to break something."

Jane reached up and booped her on the nose. "Something of yours or something of mine?"

"Well, both of course!"

"Hee. You really are sweet. I knew it!"

Sarah gave a playful shrug. "Mmhmm. Sorry. You've been deceived. You thought I was some predatory monster and here I am, just some simple fox who lives alone and gets horny on the internet."

"Horny in such good ways, though. That one idea you had, with the shackles..."

That made Sarah give a hearty laugh. "Oh, I've wanted to try that! But where would I even find the shackles? The hardware store? I'd have to buy a bunch of unrelated items with it so people didn't get suspicious."

Reaching in, Jane gave a hesitant squeeze of one of Sarah's breasts, kneading it beneath the fabric with her fingers and thumb. "Suspicious of what? That beneath your innocent exterior you're secretly a kinky people-eater?"

"Mmhm. It's probably not good for the career, the reputation of 'secretly gets off to the thought of digesting people.' Not that I have much of a career in the first place."

"Don't put yourself down! It's not like I'm doing much."

"You're going to school! I never got that far. Just wasn't for me I suppose. But - ahh..."

Before she could get too far into musing on her lack of post-secondary education, a particularly deep squeeze into her breast made her softly moan. Jane was grinning broadly, her tail flicking back and forth.

"What was that you told me that one night? Oh, let's see." She made a show of trying to remember something she clearly hadn't forgotten. "Digesting a straight-A student feels the best. Because you know they were going to be someone important, but you erased them first."

Though it couldn't be seen through fur, Jane could outright feel Sarah's cheeks burning hot. "... In hindsight that may have been a little much. I was in such a mood that night."

"Consider yourself forgiven. I've been thinking on that one a lot, you know. What if I we could really do it? Would you eat me for real if you could?"

For a moment Sarah couldn't even make eye contact, nibbling her lip. "Admittedly I've been thinking on it. Sometimes late at night. While touching myself. It's a shame it's so much harder to do in real life."

"Mmhmm. God, I'd make you so fat I bet." Jane moved in nice and close, squishing breast to breast once more, laying a few kisses on Sarah's throat. "But just being close to you, knowing maybe you would if you could, that's almost hot enough."

Sarah pursed her lips, tipped her muzzle down, considering. Eventually she just nibbled one of Jane's ears and sighed. "Mmm. If I could... I'd love to swallow every little bit of you."

Jane sucked in an excited breath through her teeth, shivering. "Just want it is enough for me," she said in a low, sultry voice, only to suddenly pipe up. "Oh my god I just got wet so fast."

It was true, she was soaking her panties with lusty need all at once like that. The scent was well in the air, wafting all about to tickle at Sarah's instincts. She leaned in closer, and pushed the younger vixen to the couch, stretching out on top of her. Just letting her similar weight pin her down a while, while licking her here and there across the cheeks. Jane made no effort to get out from under her.

"Nnnnf... yes, yes, that's it. You can do anything with me, you know. You don't have to be shy. I know I'll love it, because you want it."

Despite that offer, Sarah was still feeling plenty generous. So she started to travel downwards, kissing all the while. Over bare cleavage, and then her covered belly. Then skipping past her hips and up one thigh, lifting her dress in the process. That exposed those dripping folds, a thin layer of white panties tightly clinging to them, soaked through with just how aroused Jane was. Sarah took a moment to simply bask in those pheromones before pressing in, closer, and closer, sniffing all the while.

"Mmmm... this is something I never remember to imagine. How good you smell. You're simply luscious, Jane..."

"Th-thank you..." She sucked in a breath. "You're awfully good at this for someone who says you're not."

"It's just kind of... coming to me." Sarah smiled. "Like you've been."

"Mmm, dirty talk and dirty puns. You're my kind of fox. You - ah!"

Her playful words were interrupted by a deeply pleasured gasp, or maybe more a yelp. Sarah didn't even bother to slip her panties down - she just slurped right over the fabric, drawing the flavour out of the juices that had soaked in. Both of them were moaning soon enough, sharing a similar tone that was just as intense for taster and tasted alike.

Sarah tucked a single finger into those lacy garments, all but needing to pry them aside just to unstick them from Jane's sodden folds. She attacked, hungrily, pushing inside, swiping up and down, letting Jane's juices slather across her entire muzzle, dripping from her chin. It was like she was just lunging for more, gripping Jane around the thighs while she ate her out to the very core. Tongue right inside of her, pushing in and out, plunging, pumping, pleasuring. All Jane could do about it was moan a little harder with every single slurp.

After teasing her up to a heated, lusty, desperate state, Sarah just withdrew her muzzle gave her a shy smirk.

"Um, not to ruin the momentum, but maybe it's time we headed to the bedroom?"

"Nnnnf... why not right here?" Jane moaned, breathless. "You've got me so worked up..."

"Well I... right! We could do it here. It's just that I don't usually... I mean, maybe the bed is more.." She got all flustered, and shook her head. "Nevermind that, here is fine yes! Sorry to break the flow, let's continue."

Jane just gave a little smirk and rubbed Sarah behind the ear. "Hey, don't worry. You don't have to be some perfect fuckbeast for me. I know the difference between reality and fantasies! I'm just enjoying being around you. And your tongue. Your tongue is good too."

Sarah just chuckled a little, licking over her lips extra slowly. "Mm. You are a sweet thing, you know that? I always suspected, somewhere in all your horniness, that you were." She reached a hand out and took one of Jane's. "That said, let's totally go to the bed. There's way more room and this thing totally sags when you get too rough with it."

"Hah, sounds good to me! I look forward to seeing your bedroom. I beat it smells nice."

"I mean, it's just a bedroom." Sarah helped her to her feet. She was sporting a thick cock pressed up beneath her dress, outlined plainly from the pointed tip to her hefty balls. She let it just bulge there for the moment, forming the first signs of her knot as they walked along down the hall together, hand in hand.

It wasn't an especially large apartment, but Sarah had decorated it up nicely in various memorabilia over the years. It looked like she enjoyed travelling, Jane noted. There were photos from all over the world slotted into wooden frames that looked handmade. Some of them seemed like they were taken years ago. Jane wanted to ask where they were from, if Sarah had taken them herself, but that was going to have to wait for a time when her own arousal wasn't so strong she couldn't even walk right. Just rubbing her thighs together with each step was almost unbearably stimulating, and she nnfed and whimpered her way to that closed door, following behind Sarah's swishing tail.

As Sarah opened the door, a scent came wafting out. Certainly nothing overwhelming. Most noses wouldn't have caught it, but a canine sniffer like hers did just fine. A subtle hint of foxy warmth, just the slightest traces beneath an otherwise fresh and clean scent. As if this was a place Sarah had spent some intimate moments all by herself. Or maybe with someone. But Jane saw that laptop sitting there, and she immediately recognized the bed behind it from their more intense sessions on camera together.

She stepped right in, right past Sarah who she could tell without even looking was internally fussing over the state of the room. Oh, was a blanket not quite folded right, was her bookshelf not alphabetized? Jane resisted chuckling, and instead just planted herself directly on the side of Sarah's bed, bouncing slowly. She was still in her dress, though the straps had fallen from her shoulders, and she could feel her own juices clinging to the inside.

Sarah came pacing tentatively over, before just stopping herself as she felt the fabric stretching, nearly ripping on her dress. That bulge at the bottom was making it increasingly difficult to walk straight, and so she simply paused to let it free, giving Jane a better look at its pulsing, reddish shape. Sarah took it in her fingers for a moment, just giving it a squeeze as it throbbed hard enough to seemingly shake her whole body. Finally, she just gave up on trying to stay comfortable in her outfit and began to pull it up over her head.

As much as Jane would have liked to enjoy the shower of the older vixen stripping, she saw a good opportunity to get naked herself. She realized her hands were shaking, but she didn't think it was out of nervousness. More just so worked up she could hardly stand it, making getting out of that nice dress a pain if she wanted to keep from ruining it. Eventually it was up and off her, and she cast it aside to the floor carelessly, soon working at her bra.

"Oh, look at that, we even share a brand," Sarah observed, softly smiling as she stood there in her lacy black undergarments. "Well, admittedly, I don't normally wear this kind of sexy thing. But, for the occasion."

"Yeah, comfy is better! Let's agree to like never wear this silly sexy underwear again, it's, like, disappeared into my ass at this point."

Sarah laughed. "Fair! I just need my support, you know?" She squeezed tight at her breasts.

"Mmmm. 'Cause you got biiiiig tits. Come over here and put them on me, will you?"

Sarah let her top fall, and with that she was entirely naked. Panties didn't exactly fit that fat sheath of hers after all, even when she wasn't excited, and men's underwear wouldn't exactly have fit the mood. She got close and helped Jane with her own bra, finding the younger fox struggling with it, but she almost didn't need to. Just feeling her warm touch on her arms, and then her back, was enough to steady Jane's hands. She swished her tail, dragging it over the soft sheets as Sarah undressed her and left them topless together.

Jane leaned closer, Sarah did too, and soon they were squishing breasts together, firmly enough that Jane giggled, a bit ticklish. That felt nice, but neither of them were exactly sure where to go with things next. Jane put her hands on Sarah's hips, Sarah's went to Jane's shoulders, and they just shared in holding each other a while, looking into each other's eyes. To break the uncertainty, Jane laid a few kisses on Sarah's lips, getting them partly reciprocated.

"Do you have a favourite position, perhaps?" Sarah asked.

"Not exactly. I think maybe... I want to see your face. For smoochin'."

"Well, that's easy. Here, let's just..." Sarah tried to urge Jane forward without outright pushing her over. When she didn't quite get the hint, she urged a little firmer, making her scramble and try to catch her balance at first until she clued in on what Sarah was trying to do.

"Ohhh, right. You see, I don't really know my way around a bed. Unless I'm just boredly laying there."

"I'll do my best not to bore you." Sarah clamoured on top of the other vixen, squeezing her here and there, giving her some soothing rubs and massages to try to make her relax. She could feel the tension in those muscles. "We'll take it slow, and you tell me if you want to speed up."

"Oh you don't have to do that, I'm not that precious and innocent. I've had sex!"

"Yes, but you're all rigid, dear. It's like you're waiting for a nurse to give you a shot."

"Pssssh. You're rigid." Jane gave a little buck of her hips upwards, swiping her clit right against the tip of Sarah's cock. That was a little much for both of them, provoking some collective groans and grunts as they adjusted to the feeling. "Okay, yeah, I don't really know what I'm doing."

"Just relax. And breathe for god's sake." Sarah kissed her, and then kept kissing her, feeling Jane's arms slipping warmly around her, squeezing a little tighter each moment.

She finally lined herself up, finally pushed her partially-knotted cock up against those tender folds, as tight as a virgin even if she claimed not to be. Parting them, easing forth, taking it good and slow despite the increasingly urgent flexes coming from within, the nearly screamed moans. Those almost stopped Sarah at first, but they didn't seem pained. Just shocked that something could truly feel as good as it did when she was so aroused, so very ready for it.

And so she sank sweetly in, deeply penetrating the younger vixen until she sensed her limit. Which was only halfway or so, but she knew to take it easy on her, despite the feigned confidence. Jane was massively tight, clamping hard on her cock the moment it entered, making her have to use a tricky balance of force and care to get any deeper inside her. Once there, she just held that position for a time, letting her throbbing provide the pleasure.

"Oooooh... it's big."

"Mmhmm. Still okay?"

"Deeper!"

"I'm not sure if you're-"

"Deeper."

Sarah moved with very slow, deliberate care to be sure not to injure the over-aroused fox, plunging just another inch into those wetly suckling depths as they kneaded around her.

"Yesssss..."

"You're incredibly tight, Jane." Sarah meant it as a compliment, but she went on with a bit of concern in her voice. "Please let me know if it starts to hurt."

"Just fuck me already." There was a certain something in Jane's voice. A spark, a flash of thunder, so to speak, that simply couldn't be ignored or refused.

And so, Sarah braced herself where she lay stretched across the slimmer vixen's body, mashing breasts to breasts, immersed in Jane's aroused scent, sharing her own. The bed sagged too, but not as much as the couch would have once they got going, allowing Jane to slip down into a crevice of sorts, an outline of her body in the sheets as Sarah began to thrust into her. She still took it slow, but she found a rhythm, one that thumped without pounding, slickly sliding in and out of that impossibly tight pussy, the slightest movement rewarded with the vixen's beautiful moans and squirms.

"God, you're barely even going... and it feels so good. I never know it could be this good. Keep going, oh my god..."

Just hearing that kind of praise directed at her own abilities made Sarah blush proudly. She sped up, just a little at a time, making sure those delicate insides had time to adjust. Thumping, fucking, kissing. All in the most basic of positions as the fox below simply held onto her, unsure of how to move and so not moving much at all. Soon came the constant thud of a fully inflated knot tapping against those outer lips. There was no possible way she was going to try to jam it into such an inexperienced partner, but just having that bulb tapping against her pussy again and again was bringing out a distinct, impactful "unh!" out of Jane with every single thrust.

"Unnngh, I'm going to cum!" Jane shouted, loud enough to make Sarah worry about the neighbours.

She wasn't, at least not yet, but she was certainly contracting tightly and rapidly enough that Sarah could tell she would eventually, just as long as she kept going. So she didn't correct her, instead just panting her way into that hot kiss while she fucked the vixen right on her bed, after so many weeks of teasing each other about this very moment. Well, teasing each other about things a lot kinkier than this very vanilla moment, but that didn't matter.

Sarah swelled with pride, literally so, the longer she kept Jane moaning like that. Every stroke, even the subtlest of thrusts bringing near-orgasmic sounds from the nearly-virginal vixen. Sarah was honoured to be part of the first experience Jane actually enjoyed. And the longer those sweet, blissful sounds escaped her lips, the harder Sarah wanted to fuck her. Just not too hard. She wanted this first time between the two of them to be right.

Honestly, Sarah had never really made a female cum through sex alone. There was usually some fingering involved, or some clit-rubbing or licking to really bring a lady to a peak. But that thumping knot alone seemed to be enough. Jane gave a sudden shriek, sounding for a moment more shocked than actually pleased. Like she'd just been zapped by something. But that quickly went along with a wickedly tight clench of her pussy all around, then rapid contractions. Then came the proper squirt.

That was a new one on Sarah. She'd felt females squeeze, flex, maybe trickle a little on orgasm. Never before had she experienced such an absolutely excessive gush splattering right out all over her knot and beyond. It splashed right up onto her thighs, her crotch, and went along with some sweetly musical, if rather high-pitched series of moans and yelps. Just short of a scream, like Jane didn't even know what to do with how good she felt.

It was impossible to resist cumming right there, with such sounds coming from the vixen's throat, such a dazed, orgasmic expression on her face. Eyes wide, mouth open, tongue hanging down the side. Sarah felt one of her legs buckle, and she nearly collapsed right atop Jane in the process of plunging forth, nearly knotting with how hard she thumped down. Balls tight, spine tingling, tail up, and she was bursting forth with rich, hot cum poured straight into Jane's soaking folds, into her womb, and pouring out down her thighs when her pussy couldn't hold it all. That white cream made a trail straight down tot he base of Jane's tail, pooling there on its fluffy underside, and on her tight little ring below.

Lest she become just a sack of potatoes atop Jane, she swiftly pulled out once she was done emptying her nuts into the student, flopping to the side after slickly, messily popping free. Jane really did yelp at that, the sudden rush of stimulation on that extended backstroke a little much all at once. But she wasn't going to let Sarah just rest, even after finally getting fucked like she had so badly needed. That one orgasm alone sort of made up for years of needy perviness, of getting off to the strangest of fantasies. Still, she wanted more.

Sarah gave a sharp gasp through clenched teeth when she felt those warm lips on her recently-climaxed cock. She was still firm, but a little oversensitive for sucking. That didn't stop Jane any, as she just went right for those firm inches and began to knead them between her lips, slathering over the wet skin with her sloppy tongue. Sarah's cock was still soaked in their shared juices, cum and arousal alike, and Jane was all too happy to just lick it all away, letting it gather in her mouth before swallowing it down.

"Ahh... easy there, honey," Sarah puffed. "Still a little sensitive."

"But it tastes so gooood...." Jane moaned, not stopping for a moment, bobbing up and down with needy sucks.

"Mmmf. I should have expected this kind of thing, from our conversations. Did you want to go again? Give me just... nnnf... goddamn those lips of yours... give me a minute."

Jane slid up from Sarah's dick to speak more clearly, but she still made it a little muffled when she couldn't resist licking that pre-topped tip mid-sentence. "Of course I do! This time, I want you behind me."

"Mm, behind you or... behind you?"

"In the butt! Let's do it! I wanna try!" Jane seemed just short of a giggle fit in her current state.

Sarah tipped her head to offer a quizzical look, but was interrupted by her own voice as she groaned out deeply to those continued suckles. Jane had taken her all the way to the knot, outright swallowing an inch or two, and only slightly shaken by the effort. Okay, she gagged slightly, but it was still impressive for someone so inexperienced. Finally, once Sarah had grown a little less sensitive, less overwhelmed by how overstimulating Jane's eager but inexact attention was, she spoke.

"Are you sure about that? I mean, I love the thought," Sarah began, and then lowered her voice, speaking a little more seductively as if just remembering to do so. "I'd love to fuck your cute ass... but it's not exactly easy if you've never done it before."

"Whatever," Jane said, still speaking with her mouth full. "It only hurts at first, right?"

"So, you really haven't done it before."

"So what!" Jane slurped her way off of Sarah's glistening cock, and flopped onto her front side, flicking her tail up to her shoulder. She had such a shapely, curvy butt. Nice and big despite the fitness of the rest of her body. Sarah stared just for a moment, and then raised a hand.

"Well, give me just a moment, at least."

It wasn't to recover, but rather to roll over and reach for something hidden away in the drawer of her bedside table. A nice big bottle of scented lube, half full. Jane watched over her shoulder, cheek planted on her folded arms like she were sunbathing.

"Do we really need that?" she asked.

"Oh trust me," Sarah assured. "We'll need it."

She pumped some onto her cock and rubbed it up and down a few times, then decided to just add a little more. Eventually she was dripping from tip to knot, long strands of the slippery stuff swinging back and forth like watery cum. The rest, she just squirted between Jane's cheeks, digging a finger in to massage and softly insert into her flexing hole, mixing it with all the cum that had dripped down there.

"Yeeeeow...!" Jane exclaimed as soon as that digit penetrated her, her ears flattening as she jolted forward.

"Yep. It's like that. You're sure you still want to try this? That's just one finger."

"Yes, yes, whatever! It was just a bit of a shock at first, I'll get used to it."

"Okay, and if you can't sit right for days, it's on you!" Sarah teased, but then added with concern, "Just tell me if anytime you want me to stop, okay? No worry."

"Just do it already!" Jane's voice was one of insatiable lust, of casting aside everything else in sole pursuit of getting fucked. Sarah had only heard her in such a state once before.

So, she climbed on top, breasts to back, and began to line herself up with that seemingly impossible target. A prod, and Jane yelped. A deeper one, and she yelped harder. And then a long, firm push, and she let out an extended groan with every inch of lubed up fox cock she took under the tail, no matter how much she tried to relax. Sarah paused after just an inch, feeling the rapid clenching making it hard to even progress.

"Stop?"

"Did I say stop? Nnngh, just keep... it's fine, I can take it."

"Just try to relax."

"You can't try to relax, that eliminates the whole point."

Sarah just chuckled and kissed Jane on the back of the head as she kept pushing. "You are a silly, kinky girl."

After that initial complaining, the next few inches were much easier to push inside. Whether she was trying to or not, Jane was relaxing, getting used to the sensation, giving only the occasional yelp here and there. Sarah took it slow, but steady, digging in, pressing hard until her knot was nestled up between those lovely orange and white cheeks, tapping the flexing ring a few times. Oh, a tempting thought, but no way was she going to try to force it inside such a tight, unstretched hole. That was as far as she was going for the night at least, and she just lingered there a while until the clenches slowed and Jane seemed to grow used to the insertion.

All that lube meant that the actual fucking was a juicy, noisy process. Almost comically so, squelching in and out with a bit of suction to it. But such sounds were easy to ignore when it felt so good for both of them. Jane was whimpering again, but it wasn't complaining. Instead, she was just growing louder, almost growling out as she grit her teeth and rumbled between them with loan, breathless moans. Sarah's knot made a great wet plap of impact every time she thrust into that tight ass, and she had Jane jiggling with the force behind that battering ram soon enough. Harder than Sarah intended to fuck her, but she was simply so tight, so needy, so perfect around her cock. Like she'd been made for it.

The bed was distressingly creaking soon enough, but Sarah was able to tune it out despite that nagging thought of how expensive it would be to replace. She fucked that sweet girl. Right in the ass. Making her love it until she was moaning for her, even louder than before. Eventually Jane raised up some, planting her palms, arching her back, lifting that backside of hers just to give a more poundable angle. And despite all of Sarah's cautions, all of her restraint in trying this out, she was a rapidly thrusting, merciless machine. Like a feral dog, humping hard at a horny bitch.

Jane was up on all fours soon enough, knees and hands down, and Sarah took advantage of the position until she was just short of knotting that fine ass. It was halfway inside. But no, she had some restrain remaining after all. She'd ruined poor Jane with that. So instead, she just slipped her tail between her legs, not out of fear, but to brush warmly against the vixen's dripping pussy as she got her ass filled. It wasn't a hard rub, but it was just enough of one that when Sarah felt orgasm surging through her balls, Jane was letting out those telltale yelps.

She bucked forth one more time, jerking Jane's body around hard, and let loose. A torrent of cum followed, one splattered in that ass, bulging her own cock in the process of squeezing it out. And Jane gushed for her all the while, rapidly contracting to help milk her, making a mess of her thighs, of Sarah's tail, the sheets. She rammed and spanked that vixen with her knot until she was all out of cum, sending it right to her belly, or so she liked to think.

When she was done, and they were both panting messes, she pulled out and toppled to the side, cock flopping over to one hip as her chest rose up and down. Jane slowly snuggled alongside her, stroking her here and there, thumping her tail against the bed.

"What a mess," she said happily.

"No regrets?"

"Maybe later. That felt gooood." Jane sighed, sounding simply delighted. "This whole night has gone so well. I was really worried I'd do something dumb."

"Me too. And it'd be worse for me. You're young. You're allowed to make mistakes. I'm supposed to know better by now."

"Oh, hush." Jane gave her a prod to the boob. "Even if something wasn't right, I wouldn't care. You're a sweet lady. The only thing that could make tonight more perfect is if you ate me."

"Mm." Sarah chuckled. "Were you expecting me to?"

"Heh, you know, I was running it through my head. What if as soon as the door is closed you just knock me over the head and I wake up in your oven or something? Or even better, we're just snuggling, and you just lunge and gulp me down all at once? What if it really happened?"

"I wouldn't do that kind of thing. Without asking you first, anyway."

"Even if you did... I think I wouldn't mind. I think I'd enjoy it. It'd be worth it."

Sarah arched a brow, and looked over Jane's expression. Biting her lip, staring up towards the ceiling, tail twitching. Such a dreamy expression. She narrowed her own eyes, considering her next words carefully.

"... You sound almost like you want to try it."

Jane perked right up, ears sticking straight towards the ceiling, and she put on the silliest grin. Sarah wasn't even sure how to interpret that. "Mmmf. Just hearing you suggest that gave me such a tingle."

"But you just like the fantasy of it, right?" Sarah's heart was pounding in an odd way. She wasn't sure how to describe her sensations.

"Well... do you think you could do it? I've seen videos. People practicing their swallowing on small objects, building up to bigger and bigger ones..."

Sarah bit her lip, suddenly wearing a rather guilty expression. That just made Jane's grin somehow bigger.

"Yeah, you know what I'm talking about already, don'tcha? Been practising in secret, Sarah? Just in case a slutty vixen like me wants to take the slide?"

When Sarah wasn't even sure what to say, Jane relented and put a hand on her shoulder. "Mm, Sarah, you've already made this a wonderful night for me. There's no need to hurt yourself doing something crazy. I'm just teasing. Mostly."

"Well, I mean... I've never done it, of course. But you're right. I have been practising. And I've been getting pretty good."

"I knew it! " Jane bounced on the spot some. "It's happened before. Out there somewhere. Why not here?"

"Well, I just..." Sarah tapped her lip. "Won't I get arrested or something? Sorry, thinking of myself before your own grisly fate, hah."

"Nah. I looked it up! Legal if consensual. Nobody really talks about it. But we all know. We live in a world of predators and prey, even if we're civilized now. The urges are still there."

"Really? Well... I'll believe you on that. It would be sad for someone like you to just... vanish, though."

"Psh. Someone who's been craving it, fantasizing about it, getting off to it for so long? It was bound to end this way."

"You're awfully nonchalant about your doom," Sarah chuckled.

"Mmhmm! I just... I can't not know what it really feels like. Imagination can only take you so far." She scooted up close to Sarah. "What if we just... what if we just tried it, a little. Like, we can see how far you get and stop whenever you like."

Sarah pursed her lips, twitching her tail nervously. "Mm. If that's... if that's what you really want. I'd enjoy seeing you enjoy it."

Jane sucked a deep breath, placing a hand on her own breast, feeling her heart pounding beneath. And it wasn't because she was scared. "Mmmm, god. Just hearing... but only if you're sure. We're practically the same size. I don't want you to hurt yourself just because I pressured you into something silly."

Sarah took one of Jane's feet into her lap, massaging into the pads fondly as she spoke. "If it was 'no', I would have said so. You're not pressuring me. I might feel a bit guilty about it. But I'm going to be honest." She raised that foot up to her lips, and gave it as slow and sultry lick as she could. "I would love to digest you. For real."

Jane couldn't even form words to hear that, her voice just a quivering mess as she whimpered something out. Sarah didn't think it sounded like a bad reaction.

"Let's see. I think I'll start with your feet. That way, if you want me to stop at any point, I'll still be able to hear you. Okay?"

"Are you sure?" Jane made sure to ask. "Not because of me. You have no idea how much I've gotten off to the idea of this happening. But I really want to make sure this isn't a huge mistake on your part. Even if you don't get far, just trying it is going to be hot enough. Don't strain..."

"Of course not." Sarah laughed. "But as long as we're careful, there's no harm in trying. I think can do it."

"Then...do it." Jane let out an extended huff as she just gave into her desires. It felt simultaneously like an anvil had just crashed down on her chest as it had just been lifted off of her.

Sarah nodded, and her expression became one of pure focus. As ravenously as she had written about this very moment, she couldn't let emotion into it. She had to concentrate, like this were an Olympic event. She even went so far as to stretch and rub her jaw, warming up, getting ready for the seemingly impossible task before her.

It was constant encouragement to hear the moans Jane made with every little touch. First just lick to her feet, then a nibble to her toes. She probably could have teased her for a good long while and kept those moans coming, but that wouldn't do. Her stomach rumbled hard, reminding her just how hard she'd been fasting, drinking nothing but water to keep her stomach from shrinking, in preparation of this very night. Just in case they decided to really go for it.

One foot was easy, even if that alone was a slight stretch. She squeezed it between her lips and teeth with barely any effort at all, sucking on the entire thing at once, toes to ankle. Jane tasted simply wonderful, enough to ensure Sarah was drooling for her, but there was simply no time to linger through it. She reached for the other foot, and began to stuff it in, right alongside the first.

That meant bulging out her cheeks briefly, before pushing them to the very back of her throat. Sarah watched Jane carefully for any negative reaction, but she saw nothing but pleasure, and a very similar open-mouthed, slightly screamy moan. She hoped she didn't get too loud. It would be awfully awkward for someone to interrupt them in those moments.

She kept swallowing at Jane's feet as best she could, squeezing tight, pulling on her legs. It wasn't like the practice sessions. Jane was alive, moving, never quite in the exact position Sarah needed her. Yet soon, she was gulping. Just toes, then paws, then right up her ankles and working up her calves. Her throat bulged with the effort, pushing out on her creamy white neckfur, but it didn't even seem to give her pause. No gagging, no trouble breathing, no straining. Her jaws were open wide, stretched, giving a slight crick, but there was no sign of it hurting her. She really had been working on this.

Seeing herself disappearing into the heated muzzle of the other vixen, Jane could only stare, gape her mouth, and murmur an awed observation of where this was all going.

"Holy shit this might actually work..."

Sarah's mouth and throat were full beyond the point of being able to speak clearly, and she didn't bother to try lest it cause her to choke. So she simply raised a hand and gave an inquisitive thumbs up, just asking if she was still good to keep going. Jane nodded rapidly, breathing heavy breaths out with every gulp she felt around her feet, working slickly up her legs towards that messy creampie of a pussy Sarah had left her.

"It feels so goooood... so wet... so hot, wow... it's everything I hoped it'd be," Jane whimpered, curling her toes, balling her hands into fists, biting her lip. Everything she could do just to try to contend with the feelings she was getting out of being eaten alive, after fantasizing about it for so long. "Even if you stop now, I'll never forget how it feels to have you swallowing me..."

But Sarah wasn't stopping. She wasn't slowing down, either. Even once she was working up towards Jane's thighs, which required her to open her mouth even wider, to really squeeze her down. Those paws were descending her throat smoothly, giving her little trouble, but she really had to squish Jane's legs together if she was going to keep eating her. So she pushed had with her grip around her upper thighs, and swallowed even harder. Until finally, she felt those wiggling toes start to push past the tight ring that marked entrance to her stomach.

"Oh... oh! I'm in..." Jane's voice was getting increasingly broken, sounding almost raspy, croaky as she moaned up a storm between every word. Just reflecting on the feeling of not just being swallowed, but having at least some small part of her officially 'eaten' once her paws were inside Sarah's belly.

The real challenge was her hips. Easily the widest part of her, and with a big butt to squish onto Sarah's tongue. She had her work cut out for her, mostly using the strength of her throat alone to force her down, digging her teeth into that thick ass for a time, slurping up the creamy mess beneath Jane's tail, and gulping so hard every squeeze of her tight throat seemed to almost startle Jane a little. She was just trying to contend with her own amazement at just how predatory Sarah's body seemed to really be. Was this really the first time she'd ever done this?

As her pussy slid along the roof of Sarah's mouth, Jane cried out, arching her back, bucking her hips a few times. Just all at once, from aroused, to stimulated for just a few seconds, to gushing out with a satisfying squirt even thicker, more plentiful than the one she gave while they were fucking. That coincided right with her ass slipping into Sarah's stretched gullet, outlined to such sexy effect she wished she could properly see sliding down, one gulp at a time.

The effect was almost like a knot, meaning that any further, and it was going to be harder to spit her back out than to keep eating her. Sarah paused, let the moment linger for a time. Her belly was already stretching out with Jane's gathered legs as the young vixen knelt within her. She stopped eating, and simply reached up to rub her belly a while, and interlock fingers with hers, squeezing fondly, all but sharing in that afterglow as Jane's bliss radiated out of her.

But not long after she stopped, Jane snapped right out of her orgasmic haze. She looked up sharply, and gave a concerned expression.

"Why aren't you swallowing anymore? Are you okay? If you need to stop, you can..."

Sarah felt the tension return to Jane's muscles at the thought of hurting her, so she flashed another thumbs up, but that tension didn't quite go away. But she still wasn't satisfied.

"I think you could really do it... it's going to be such a stretch. But if you think you can make it all the way... do not stop. I want this."

Sarah hesitated. She'd been the one to suggest this. But if Jane really went all the way - that was it. They'd only just met for real, and despite their shared shyness, they had such chemistry. It would have been a shame to digest someone whose company she so enjoyed. Especially such a young, bright, sweet vixen like Jane. But then, that just made the thought of eating her all the more forbidden, and thus more tempting. So she continued gulping.

Once Jane's rump was sliding down her throat, the only real obstacle left was her breasts. They squished nicely in her jaws as she gnawed forward, nibbling, almost biting here and there but never quite harming. She had no desire to make her prey bleed, despite just how immensely tight the fit proved to be. Shoving hands pressed at Jane's shoulders, while she just did her best to be as small as possible, sucking in her gut and breathing shallowly so as not to puff up her chest too much. Which was difficult when she was huffing with excitement like she was.

Her breasts were messily, sloppily taken care of, and that just left her head and shoulders, as well as her outstretched arms. She raised her hands right over her head, offering herself fully, just letting those stretched, somewhat unhinged jaws work around her, pick her right up off the bed. It took some effort, but eventually Sarah had her right up in the air, meaning she was all but sitting down right inside of her, her butt making the biggest part of the enormous bulge that stretched out in Sarah's white fur. From there, it was just gravity's job.

Sarah had been testing the elasticity of her skin with various other things to swallow, including just air at times, so she was confident she wouldn't burst. Still, the stretching was reaching ludicrous levels, rounding out as if pregnant a dozen times over. Not all smooth and rounded either, more just bumpy, bulging here and there with butt, legs, elbows, back, whatever ended up pressed against those clamping walls.

As she felt Sarah's hot breath washing up over her face, Jane just closed her eyes. There was nothing more to see, only sensations to focus on. Slick skin brushing over her fur, soaking it more and more with every wet gulp. The heat and churning squeezes on her feet, all the way up to her middle as more of her sank into that sweltering gut. And above all, the sounds were what really got to her. Squishing, swallowing, dripping, and a muffled moaning coming from them both, echoing more the farther her face descended into Sarah's open jaws.

The constant ulp ulp ulp of swallowing was arousing enough, but Jane nearly just came again when she heard that final, dominating glurrrrrp that sealed her fate. Though her eyes remained closed, she could still tell there was no longer any light to see, and she warmed that gullet flesh with her moans, muffled all the way down until barely heard over the splurches and glorps of early digestion, her entire body shoved down into that engorged chamber in that final swallow. Sealing up tight all around her, a bit painfully so, and yet she couldn't find it anything but comfortable.

"We... we did..." Sarah began, but she was cut off by an absolutely massive belch that had her flopping back just to broadcast it wetly towards the ceiling. Raaaaaaahlp. "We really did it..."

"Mmhmmmmm..." Jane simply moaned, and she didn't bother to say anything else. There was nothing more for her to say. She was food.

Sarah's stomach, on the other hand, had plenty to say. It rumbled hard, as if vocally protesting what Sarah had just done to it. How the hell am I supposed to deal with all this, it seemed to say. Gurgling hard, giving Sarah plenty of pains as she struggled to settle into a comfortable position there on her back. Laying flat wasn't going to do it, so she gathered up all her pillows and propped them behind her, half-sitting as she stretched her legs down and let the weight of her prey sag down into her lap, cock squishing up against it, poking Jane from beneath.

"This is... I don't... I have no idea how long this is going to take. Are you still okay in there? Can you breathe? I can't promise it won't hurt, but..."

Jane didn't answer at first, so Sarah reached down and gave her a deep prod. One she regretted pretty quickly, given how cramped things were already. Jane squirmed suddenly, as if startled awake, but she had apparently heard the question.

"Mmmhmmm... hard to breathe, but I'm getting enough. Very... tight. Joints are popping. Might get worse if it gets any tighter."

"I'm... not really sure if I can get you out at this point, Jane. I'm sorry."

"Don't be!" Her voice was much less dazed all of a sudden. "I want this. Don't let me out. Until you're done with me."

Sarah knew exactly what she was implying with that, and so she just shuddered pleasantly. But she was exhausted, her head spinning. "Good. I'm going to enjoy this, you know. I think... I think I need to sleep. I can't even move. It hurts a little. Just need to let my body do its work."

"Me too. I'm so warm. Makes me want to just close my eyes tight and drift right off."

"Do you think you'll still be alive when I wake up?"

"No idea. But don't stay awake just for me. I'm happy right where I am."

"Alright. Goodnight, Jane. And, well, goodbye if it turns out to be."

"Goodnight. Mmf..."

With her belly swollen to ludicrous size, and the shapely form of an entire living vixen outlined in her fur, Sarah closed her eyes and let that overwhelming need for slumber take her. Her last thoughts before drifting were those of strange pride that she had actually pulled off such a unlikely, primal thing after dreaming about it for so long. She could do so much more than she thought she could.

***

When Sarah awoke, she was still in the same position, but her stomach had smoothed over some to show fewer bulges. She was also thirsty enough she coughed some, throat exceedingly dry. But before she got up to take care of that, she prodded around at her meal, feeling for Jane's form, finding it still largely intact. But bent. The crushing pressure of digestion had softened her up plenty, and she could feel limbs twisted in odd directions, feel bits of her that was suppose to be solid turned my malleable after bones had given away under the squeezes.

Her gut was glorping loudly, churning so much she half expected a neighbour to hear it. It almost drowned out Jane's voice at first. Still alive, but sounding much weaker.

"Nnh... good morning, Sarah. How long has it been?"

"Good question. Let me... holy crap." Sarah reached over to her phone, and was left just staring at it. They'd met on a Friday evening. Now it was late Sunday. "I slept through the entire weekend!"

"Oooh... wow, I'm surprised I've lasted this long. It's getting rough in here." Jane's voice was a bit shaky, but she wasn't complaining, nor frightened.

"Are you okay?"

"Well, not exactly. But don't worry about it. I'm... a lot of things have gone snap, in the past while. I've sort of drifted off here and there. I know my arms are useless and I can't really feel my legs anymore. My ribs are caved right in, but I'm still breathing. Keep doing what you're doing. Keep digesting me."

Sarah never thought that hearing such words right from her very own prey would turn her on so much. That usual waking stiffness grew to firm and throbbing throughout Jane's description, and she was tempted to just reach down and rub one out then and there. But she was far too thirsty for that, and instead started to rise, slowly and laboriously, feeling the weight in her gut shifting forward. Then came a crunch. And another, and a whole lot more after that. The movement, and the pressure placed on her meal must have broken a dozen bones at once. Jane yelped, but that was all she got out of her.

It wasn't that Jane didn't bother to react, so much as she couldn't. It was already tight enough that she could feel her bones jamming up inside her in ways they weren't supposed to. Damning crackles ran up and down her body, her spine, and parts of her went slowly numb after the initial spikes of pain. She knew her body was shutting down, that parts of her were useless, ruined forever. But she couldn't bring herself to be afraid. The heat, the numbness, and the steady rocking back and forth with Sarah's every step was bringing her to an oddly relaxed state. One that was only helped by the rhythmic churns all around her, along with the sloshes as that prey-stuffed gut bounced along.

The trek was lumbering, a bit painful, but Sarah knew she had to make it. She sloshed along down the hall, after barely fitting through the doorway, and poured herself a tall glass of cool water, chugging it down. And then another, and another. That all splashed atop Jane inside her, and she actually screamed out from the shock of cold amid all the heat. Once Sarah was rehydrated, she belched again, and felt her gut go even tighter, mashing Jane's right up against her face, making it more painful a position by the moment.

A quick email to work explaining an illness she most definitely did not have to get out of work the next day, and Sarah collapsed back into bed. By then, she'd earned some time off without any real questions asked, and before long her boss replied offering the whole week off. She began slowly stroking her shaft after reading that, moving back to bed, stretching out and yawning again. More sleep was in order shortly, but first she just slowly, casually worked herself from firm to cumming in just a few strokes, painting down her bloated, noisy belly with a few good ropes of fox seed, getting off to the progress she'd made on digesting Jane.

This time at least she didn't sleep for two entire days. Just one. It was dark out once again when she woke, which was starting to make her feel a bit strange from how little sunlight she was seeing. She could feel Jane squirming in response to her activity, but she wasn't saying anything, even when she prodded. The wet sloshes were growing louder, into an intimidating, mechanical churn as her gut processed all that meat. She felt a few pokes here and there as bone was starting to be exposed. That went along with the odd hissing she heard. Poor Jane's flesh was burning away, bit by bit. But there was plenty left of her.

"How's it going?" Sarah called, but got no answer.

Jane was still squirming, even kicking out here and there, but apparently she'd lost the ability to speak. Or she just wasn't bothering, content in her state of total subservience. Nothing but food, melting down and being passed further through the older vixen's digestive system. It was going to take days to fully process all that meat, and Sarah could only imagine what she was going to do to her figure, but it felt worth it. Especially for that very moment, that feeling of someone fully alive inside her, moving around with every hard clench of her stomach. And moving a little less every time.

As the days rolled on, Sarah proved to be a bit more mobile with each. From just laying around in bed on Monday, to up and around on Tuesday. By then, Jane was little more than just a lump, just a bulge. She didn't seem to have limbs anymore, but she was still solid, and Sarah still felt her moving around now and then, especially as she walked around the apartment. She didn't go out, and drank only water, certainly not feeling hungry. Mostly she watched television, stroking at her belly the whole time. She would have liked to sit and laze about with Jane more - but this was going to have to do.

On Wednesday night, Jane seemed little more than a ball of meat deep inside. Yet there was some part of her Sarah could still feel breathing, even if she was silent and barely there. She maybe could have just gone to sleep, and woken up to a motionless body, but instead she decided to finish it right there. She clenched in on those belly muscles, tightened up her gut as much as she could until she felt the solid form of the vixen's skull. Not exactly solid anymore, soft enough it didn't even feel like bone at first. She flexed and squeezed and felt it giving, cracking, crushing, little by little, as she grunted all through it. Getting a boner out of knowing what she was doing. And finally there came the POP she so desired, and Jane was nothing but a twitching mass slowly settling down to absolute stillness, deep down in the older fox's gut.

After that, it was only a matter of time and letting her body fulfill the natural process. She digested Jane all through the week, and over the weekend, remaining rounded and heavy with all the meat as her digestives further stripped it from the many bones, and even worked on those. Some of her was passing down into Sarah's intestines, but it was a slow and ever-noisy process that wasn't even done by the time she hit Sunday evening. She sat there in bed after a shower and a freshening, holding her heavy paunch. Some of it was just the fat she'd packed on from her meal, but the rest was still chunks of former vixen, still weighing her down and bulging her out. Everyone was going to know what she did if she went to work like that, but she really had no choice after so much time away.

Getting dressed in the morning was such a pain. She ended up leaving the bottom of her coat unbuttoned, her gut just hanging right out beneath her shirt. Entirely indecent, but what else was she going to do? She got enough looks on the way to work, belly jiggling as the bumpy bus route jostled it, and even more at work itself. But it wasn't like it was illegal. There were certain permissions afforded to predatory species like her. She just made sure not to mention anything of it - especially not the fact that she had eaten one of her very own kind. Vore was one thing, cannibalism another.

"Sick, was it?" her boss said upon seeing her come in, giving an inspecting glare over his glasses.

Sarah's heart sank a moment as she looked up and down the tall rabbit, trying to read his expression. She really couldn't afford to be fired. "Well... I thought perhaps a little lie was better, just for decency's sake."

Though small, the rabbit could be so very stern, but in that moment he seemed a little more flustered than anything. "Well then, that is... understandable. For a fox. But I hope that your, ah, habits do not further interfere with your work. We have plenty of herbivores working here, as you might have noticed, and I won't have you-"

In a moment of surprising assertiveness, she waved a hand and cut him off mid-sentence. "Don't worry. It was a one-time indulgence. You don't have to worry about me getting vicious."

He blinked his eyes a few times and finally just shrugged. "Right then. Well. Off you go, then."

She breathed a quite visible sigh of relief. Everything she'd been doing was a little more unsubtle since eating that cute fox. She was less afraid of being noticed, of people looking at her. And plenty of them were. All day long, as her gut kept churning loudly every few seconds, she caught eyes lingering on her as they walked by. Some just looked cautious, others, considerably interested. A bunny, a hen, even an attractive doe from accounting were giving her a certain look. She didn't know how to return it, but it made her smile every time she caught them.

Every day she spent digesting Jane, Sarah got a little thicker. Just a few layers of extra padding at a time, but they added up over the days until she was sporting an extra-curvy, chubby, shapely figure. Not quite fat, but ever so soft, and so much weight had gone to her ass, her thighs, her breasts. She could barely squeeze into her usual modest work gear, which meant she was going in with hip hugging pants and skirts, tops that couldn't button all the way, exposing plenty of creamy white cleavage to all.

The looks weren't stopping, and soon, she was starting to return them. Little smirks, or licks of her lips as those familiar faces went by. That went along with her belly finally flattening over, at least to the point of just a paunch, padded by her prey and sweetly soft. She was getting hungry again before long at all. Ravenous, really. The thought of everything she'd ever eaten failed to properly appetize her. Instead, she hungered for that feeling. For those squirms, those stretches, and those final twitches. She needed them. She longed to have someone fill her belly once more. And she knew she'd find a volunteer eventually. It was something everyone tried not to think of, but she knew by those decreasingly candid looks. Her and Jane most definitely weren't the only ones who had secretly thought of it. It was only natural, after all.

***

Speaking of natural. It was somewhere around Tuesday afternoon that she felt it. Just in the middle of work, clacking away at the keys, when there came a rising pressure that absolutely would not wait. She didn't even remember to save her work before slipping off, as covertly as she could, but quickly too. It would have been embarrassing to let anyone see her running for the bathroom, but that was almost necessary. She threw it open and was grateful to find the stalls empty. It was probably for the best that no one was there to hear her.

She threw herself into the biggest stall, one meant for the biggest animals around and locked it behind her, getting seated on the toilet after hurriedly dropping pants. It wasn't that it was an emergency, quite, but the discomfort was enough that she was really in no mood to delay the inevitable. Tail up, ass down, legs spread wide, she finally just sighed deeply and began to shit Jane out right there at work.

The first rush of it came soft and embarrassingly noisy as it hit the bowl. One most definitely not built for dumping an entire former person into, despite how small she looked sitting there. She was filling it dangerously high in seconds, and arched back to flush with her elbow before she was even remotely done. Thankfully, once that initial mess came out, the rest was a lot more comfortable.

She breathed sharply through her nose as she began to squeeze, ass giving a crackle as it spread wide for the mess to come. A great big log, near as thick as her own arm, came pushing forward. Solid, long, and so very weighty, splashing loud below and quickly followed by another. She still could hear the toilet singing its breathy song of refilling, and she kept her elbow on the flusher the whole time, ready to hit it again the moment it was ready. A third log piled up, plapping on the mess. Dark brown, but with just little bits of fur and bone. Just enough to tickle a bit on the way out.

Sarah blushed despite the lack of audience, just for how massive that dump proved to be. Jane was a lot of meat, of course, but just how much waste could she really generate? It was like her body had hardly even bothered to use most of her, turning potential fuel into just more thick shit to squeeze out. The stimulating bits really were feeling good, though. Enough that she felt a slight stirring in her sheath, one she forced to calm down through sheer concentration.

When it came to questions of her digestive efficiency, she got her answer soon enough as that increasing pile got even thicker, even more solid. She was on her third flush by that point, grunting and groaning all through it, ass getting a little numb from overwork. Where for a while it was a nice smooth process, even pleasurable, now she had to strain. She leaned forward like a skier, flexing hard, closing her eyes, and forced out a hard, drier chunk of what had once been a youthful, lovely fox into the water below.

Along with it came plenty of bone, mostly processed into dust and flecks, but still somewhat solid here and there. The texture of those remaining bones was thankfully softer, squishing a bit as Sarah squeezed them out, but it still was tremendously stimulating to dump them into the bowl. She really hoped they'd flush right, and was relieved when they bent or broke while swirling into the pipes below.

Those last few pieces were just solid balls of nearly black fox shit, plopping down rather like a rabbit's, she mused. They made a lot of noise when they impacted, and required a good deal of squeezing to push them out. Some of Jane just seemed compelled to stay right up inside her. Sarah ended up gasping just a little as she finished off her massive dump with those firm chunks, thankful no one was there to listen. It sounded a little like she was moaning over it, even if it was more just a groan.

A cleanup, and then one more flush on the toilet and down Jane went. Sarah couldn't help but watch her go for a little while. Sure they'd fantasized about this exact moment before, thought of the perfect teasy things for her to say to conclude their carnal play, but right then, in real life, she was just kind of dazed. All but numb from the waist down, extra padded and fattened from her prey, and generally feeling incredibly content. Tingling all over with a strange sort of rush, pleasure she couldn't really explain, all the way up her spine and to the back of her scalp. It could only mean one thing.

She was going to have to find someone else to devour. And she knew there were already several candidates walking around the office. All she had to do was sit back and let them look over her padded, predatory curves, and she was certain they would come to her in time.