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He'd never actually been afraid of her before. Though sometimes she still startled him. Despite being a towering raptoress tall enough he barely came up to her chest, she had a way of sneaking up on him whether she was trying to or not. And she often was. It gave her such a thrill, but even when she pounced on him out of nowhere, moving more silently than the cat himself, giving him those playful snarls, flashing fangs and claws and tongue, she had such a sweetness, such a kindness to her that he always felt safe. Even for all the danger she could have been, he trusted her to never hurt him. And for some crazy reason, he continued to trust her, even when she admitted she had a huge thing for eating people.

Sure, that was coming up more often in the new age where it was possible to do 'safely' and all. But still. Ever since finding out, he could see something new in her eyes. Something deadly, something outright predatory that made him forget he was a leopard, a fearsome carnivore, or at least descended from one. Around her, he was as meek as a little lost sheep, and she was a force of nature. He looked up to those snarls, to that hungry glimmer in her eye, and he saw a side of her that he'd never actually noticed until then. Maybe it had always been there, or maybe he'd awakened it by finally giving in to his own feline curiosity and agreeing to try out her secret kink. Or maybe she was just horny. She always looked vicious when she was riding him, after all.

That was one way of dealing with his uncertainty around women. It wasn't that he didn't find them attractive so much as he simply wasn't sure what to do with himself, always presenting in such a feminine way, never slipping into more masculine roles. Sara was fine with that, and he'd only just barely stripped down before she had him pinned to her own bed, looming above with a big toothy grin on her face as she sat on his cock. His cum was trickling from her sex while she simply held him balls-deep, huffing in his face, that sweet, bubblegum breath of hers toying with his senses while he purred beneath her. She might have looked lean, but a tall, fit dino like her was probably twice his weight, keeping him effectively stuck beneath her, squeezed tight between those juicy raptor thighs while she stared into his eyes, hardly seeming to ever blink even though she could.

He did his best to stare back, looking at the green reflecting in her own bright yellow pair. The way her hair draped over her face was the perfect frame for her post-orgasmic expression, her snakelike tongue flicking out now and then, darting between those two long fangs. She was drooling just a little, a few drops slipping between her teeth as she happily grinned down at him. She was the picture of a contented dinosaur, sitting there pounced atop a rumbling cat, full of his cum. Only when she blinked a few times, refocusing her eyes to get a better look at him through the bliss. One glance, and her expression fell, turning into something more concerned, even saddened.

"Oh! What's the matter? I didn't hurt you, did I? You make so many noises when we're going that it's hard to tell. I'm sorry if I got too rough!"

He was quick to cut in so she didn't worry for too long. "No, no. Nothing like that. I was just, um. You know. Thinking about ... that thing."

"That thing!" She couldn't help but giggle, leaning in close and giving him a little kiss on the forehead. "It's okay. I know it's really weird. I don't want you to do it if it freaks you out. You won't hurt my feelings or anything."

As tentative as he was, he was adamant when he shook his head at her. "Oh, I really want to do it. I've been thinking about it nonstop ..."

The raptoress at first perked up, clutching her hands together with a look of delight. Then her expression fell into a narrow-eyed, seductive smile as she licked slowly over her lips, giving him a little hiss as she lowered her voice. "Me too ..."

Then she was all sunshine again, teasingly bouncing on him a few times, or maybe that was just her excitement getting the better of her. The way she spoke was lively, cheery, radiating infectious happiness that made him smile just to watch her.

"We'll take it nice and slow! Just make sure to let me know if anything isn't right, or if you want to stop. I won't mind."

He watched her, admiring how that air of authority and maturity took over her giggly nature, making her straighten her back and steady her gaze, doing her best to look confident.

"You're really good at this by now, aren't you?"

"I have eaten so many people!" she proudly declared with a grin.

They both knew that was what they were talking about, but to hear it put so bluntly like that put him right back into that nervous squirming. Actually, wait, no. He was just horny. After having slowly softened in her sex, he firmed right back up again, a throb passing through his whole body, making his cock twitch urgently within her. The thought of sliding down her throat still made his chest all tense, made his heart flutter and thump harder then ever, but with every pang of fear, there was all that mounting anticipation, that pure arousal that flowed through his body until he was outright trembling with need. It'd been hot enough just imagining it, but to see her from beneath, to admire the glimpse of her teeth and tongue he got when she spoke, that was a whole new level of desire. And when she noticed him stare, she made sure to open up wide, granting him a deep look at her whole maw, and the stretching, snapping strings of raptor drool that came thicker as she thought about what she was going to do to him. He flinched away on his first few tries, but eventually he worked up the courage to just reach out and touch, rubbing his fingers along her tongue and the inside of her cheeks while she chirred and wiggled her big tail. One deep breath in and out, and he spoke.

"Okay! I think I'm ready. This is crazy. Probably dangerous. But you promised it'd be fine." He withdrew his drool-soaked hand and took one last good look into her mouth. The words coming out of him sounded even more foolish when he was speaking them directly into such a hungry, deadly set of jaws. "And if you said it, I believe you. I trust you."

"I'm really glad you do, Mahiri. It means a lot, especially after all I've told you." She gave him a bit lick on the face, whipping her tongue from his chin to his forehead in a single slippery motion. "Unngh. You taste so goooood. Okay, no more waiting. Hold still a sec."

He did his best, though the way his heart was pounding, he almost seemed to be quivering. It was mostly just for how hard his heart was pounding, the steady thump heavy in his ears. It only got louder when she leaned in close and brought one of those fangs right up against his throat. A raptoress already had plenty of teeth with which to gnaw and intimidate. Adding two extra pairs of points that looked borrowed from a deadly serpent was just unfair, but he wasn't making any protests, even as she pressed the tips of one such fang right against his throat. It was sharp enough to pierce his skin without him even feeling it at first, and even when he did, it was just a tiny pinch. Soon after, there was that strange, warm feeling running all through his body, leaving him just a little less in control of his own muscles, a little more helpless while his cock throbbed away within her, flexing taut and spurting pre right into the same creampie he'd made inside her.

"There! That'll make sure it doesn't hurt any."

"Mraaaaah ..." came his reply, partly a happy rumble, partly a muffled, dazed moan. His tongue had joined with the rest of his body in the pleasant numbness, leaving him barely able to speak.

"Just let me know if anything isn't right and I'll stop!" she assured him, as if he was in any state to clearly express such feelings. Then her voice lowered a little, and she closed her eyes again as she drew her tongue along his jawline. "God, that taste, that fur, that pretty face ... I'm going to enjoy this a whole lot."

"I hope you do," he murmured, or at least he tried to. It was more of a muddle of sounds, but soon it didn't matter, as he found himself gazing at the back of her throat from closer and closer, slipping from her sex as she pulled him up and against his chest and eased him towards her open mouth.

They sat together in that embrace a while, his shaft throbbing wildly against her trim belly, her breasts squishing in against his chest, feeling his purrs against her scales. She ran her tongue over his ears, through his hair, lingering and ensuring she got a very thorough taste of him before she finally pushing him inside. Between her lips he went, her teeth combing through his fur, his face planted on her tongue, until he was in the perfect position for her to seal tight around his throat. Encased within her humid maw, his ears rang with the sound of her slurping and suckling hard on his entire head at once, immersing him in that squelching symphony that sounded far too silly to ever be threatening. But before he could get too comfortable, she was slurping him in deeper, introducing him to the potent peristalsis tugging at his face. Even if it was no more than the very tip of his muzzle, he was still startled by the feeling, gasping into the slimy darkness as she began to properly swallow him whole.

It hardly seemed like she was in control of her own gulping, working in steady, juicy squeezes all around him, clenching down rapidly, fiercely as she dragged him with the force of her gullet along. Her grip on his arms was gentle, though she squeezed a little tighter as she began to feast upon him, immersing him in the sweet embrace of her bulging throat. She didn't choke or gag for a moment, smoothly swallowing him, showing off her own elasticity as she easily fit him inside without a single sign of strain. She was even speaking to him, slightly muffled, slapping his tongue up against his cheek while she dragged him across its surface, murmuring in that kind voice of hers.

"Okay so far?"

"Mmhmm!" was all he could say in response, and he put as much enthusiasm into it as he could.

"You're really delicious," she reminded him, before tossing her head and giving another heavy gulp.

She was dragging him in like a snake, and slowly curling her tail around his waist while she ate just added to the effect. Maybe she couldn't quite squeeze like a python, but it was a grip he wasn't squirming out of if he tried. That was the last thing on his mind as he sat in awe of how wet it was inside her, feeling all that saliva flowing over his face, raining down around him as he slid his way to the other side of her chest. Her heart was beating slowly, though he could hear it getting faster the deeper he went. Those walls rippled hotly around him, while he got his senses flooded with a warm scent. It was far more pleasant than someone's insides really had any business smelling, all sweet and sugary and girly. Sara might have had a sweet tooth, but that didn't quite explain such an inoffensive olfactory experience. Every tight squeeze around his face, moving to his shoulders, his chest, brought him closer to the depths of her stomach. He could already hear it gurgling, that ravenous inner rumble of hunger echoing up from within her as if he were in a massive cave of flesh. Her swallowing was a steady process until she hit the halfway point, pausing right around his middle to frame his lower half between her lips, his rump mere inches from cresting over the back of her throat.

"Nnnnf ... this is one of my favourite parts." The pleasure was abundant in her voice, her every word resonating over his skin and sodden fur as she held him in place, basting him with steady strokes of her tongue, streaking hot raptor drool all over his booty. Then she just greedily grabbed at it, digging her fingertips into his juicy cheeks, making his legs twitch as they protruded from her maw. "And you have such a cute tush! It's going to feel good going down..."

She held him there, lingering on that photo-worthy moment, keeping his ass framed between her grinning teeth while she ever so lightly chewed upon his thighs. As deadly as those fangs of hers might have been, she did nothing more than knead, massaging him as she playfully chomped, making little bitey noises while she hissed and rumbled. Sometimes she sounded almost like a cat, the way she vibrated, and even more so when he was rumbling right back at her, giving her those happy purring sounds to stimulate her insides. He twitched a little as she licked across his cock, not for oversensitivity, but more because he was rock hard again, the feeling of lingering there, half-swallowed, teetering towards temporary oblivion, that was enough to get him throbbing so firmly, so insistently, a little spurt of pre audibly splatted onto her tongue with every pulse rolling through his body. His hips moved back and forth, mindlessly grinding away at her, keeping himself at the very peak, the very edge of climax, absolutely gushing just to squirm there in that helpless, dangerous position. Every little prod of her teeth against his flesh only brought him closer to cumming, the line between peak and orgasm whisper-thin in those precious seconds.

Her breath was hot against his face, puffing against his dripping features with increasing intensity the longer she held him there. She wasn't even touching herself, yet she still was trembling with ecstasy, her voice one that sounded almost desperate as climax brewed richly in her veins.

"Nnh! Okay! This is ... this is my other favourite part! I have a lot of them!"

He didn't get a chance to ask what she meant before she was tilting her head back with practised expertise, closing her eyes and letting her well-trained muscle memory take control. Gravity did some of the work, but the real brunt of the effort went to her powerful throat, sucking him down in a single decisive slurp, dragging him into her depths all in one go as his thighs vanished into her bulging gullet, followed by the rest of his legs. The rush of stimulation running along his cock meant he was crying out against the clenching walls, cumming on himself all the way down, the slick fleshy stroking only keeping him gushing for longer. She stopped just as his paws rested on the back of her tongue, his toes wildly splaying and curling, his tail drooping down the side of her jaws. Drool ran in rivers from her lower lip by then, dribbling down her own tits as the leopard's flavour delighted her senses, leaving her huffing through her nostrils, hissing, groaning, making all sorts of muffled noises that to him were filtered through all the wet layers between him and the outside world. One more slurp, and he was gone, a brief bulge in her throat and then a solid, thudding impact in her belly as it stretched out round to accommodate his form.

There was still plenty of air in there, and even a little room to move around, leaving her with a great big pregnant-looking belly full of creamed leopard. He was even wetter than before, simmering in his own cum as he panted, purred, and most of all, utterly slumped into that blissful afterglow. It was so dark in there that even his keen eyes couldn't discern a single detail, so he just closed them and let his other senses take over. That meant paying even more attention to the softness, the smoothness of the slimy embrace rubbing up against his body, encasing him in slick walls that eagerly kneaded around his form, sensing food. Maybe it was the orgasm, or the envenomed numbness, but he couldn't help but think of it as a welcoming place to purr in, letting himself relax and submit to that constant churning clench around him, no matter how ominous it might have been. His sigh synced up almost perfectly with Sara's as she settled down, sitting back with her hands firmly clasping around her belly, at least until the real gurgling started.

Having him inside her stirred up all sorts of activity, not the least of which was all the air he displaced with his sloppy plunge into the bottom of her gut. At first he heard the chamber around him bubbling like a cauldron, and then hot air rushed right past him, blowing his hair back as it erupted from the raptor's jaws. She planted her hands behind her, bracing herself on the bed as she let that tremendous belch blast from her lips in a wet bruaaaaaap, her jaws stretching wide just to let the window-rattling sound out, spit and venom flinging right across the room. After that booming note of triumph, she giggled, putting a hand over her mouth far too late and then giving Mahiri a few solid pats with a heavy thump of her palm against his confined hip. The belch had sucked much of the air out of there, leaving him much more tightly wrapped up in her gut, a clear outline of his form visible beneath those shiny scales, right down to his dazed, slightly tentative expression.

"Ahhh ... so good! Okay! Once this gets going, there isn't really going to be any more chance to stop, just saying."

"I'm good," he rumbled to her, so quietly he barely heard it himself.

"Eee, okay! Here we go! I go pretty quick, so this won't take long!"

She wasn't kidding. Of course a raptor of her size would have an impressive appetite, but her digestive process was the stuff of legends, the kind of thing that couldn't even exist naturally. It worked with terrifying speed, pouring fluids all over the trapped cat while she crossed her legs beneath the bulge of his sloshing form, cradling and squeezing and playing with him. Gripping him tight, she let him jostle up and down as she hefted him upwards, just enough to give her tail some room to work. With a thick, flexible appendage like that, and a trembling, oozing, needy sex, there was really only one course of action. Pointing the narrow tip of her tail at the quivering lips of her pussy, she penetrated herself in a single wet shove, tossing her head back with a flail of her blonde locks to hiss towards the ceiling before settling into the more thorough licking of her chops she could manage. She didn't care if she made a mess, drooling, dripping, already soaking her thighs in juices as she milked them out with each slippery thrust of tail, pumping back and forth, riding out all the pleasure and lust that came from having someone squirming in her gut. Especially once that cute kitty started to digest.

He was already immersed up to the neck in those hot, roiling fluids. He wasn't sure exactly what they were, nor did he think about it. When she promised him it wouldn't hurt, she told him the truth. Even once a distinct sizzling and hissing started, his body rapidly dissolving in a frightfully powerful solution, he didn't for a moment feel uncomfortable. It was like an exotic spa treatment, working over his body, replacing any tension in his muscles with the feeling of absolute relief, of complete numbness. The reason of course was that she was destroying him, melting him down to sloshing goop with every heavy compress of her belly, the integrity of his girly form failing as he loudly liquefied in a pool of acid. Yet for all the biological reality of the situation, his mind remained blissful, even as he grew too weak to hold his head up any longer, sinking down beneath the surface. It felt like sliding into a hot bath, the temperature around him sweltering yet never painful, keeping him in that subdued, contented state as he boiled beneath the bubbling surface. Even beneath the acid like that, and over all the gurgling, grumbling roar of that digestive process, he could hear the sweet sound of her moaning out his name while she got off on the feeling of him melting. Maybe there was something morbid about that, but he considered it a compliment.

It was hard to notice by then, but her strokes were getting even faster, building to a reckless pace as she shoved more and more of her own tail inside herself. She was clenching on it in time to the compressions of her stomach, growing more rapid, more noisy, that initial extended gworrrgle transitioning to a more rapid, punching glut glut glut as it set to sludging down the leopard, turning him to goo, one lovely detail at a time, until there was barely anything left to discern. He was mostly meat, mostly just weight in the bottom of her belly, draining into her intestines below, but she could still feel a few solids left. Poking and prodding at them, she stirred them around in her digestives, bringing a few more twitches out of the fading feline. He was lost in that strange, sensationless ecstasy, his body losing all feeling but his mind still tingling, hardly able to form a coherent thought but feeling good as his muscles gave their last gasps, and his face faded in the sludge, indistinct as the rest of him, every detail eradicated in one final, decisive GLURK, squishing down what few intact pieces of him remained and mixing them in with the rest of the hot leopard soup.

"Ahh! Mahiri, nnn, yes, just ... just like that ... !"

If anyone would have heard her in those moments, they would have thought he was displaying some sort of frightful sexual prowess. He was satisfying her simply by being made of meat better than his inexperienced self ever could, driving her to a thigh-clenching, back-arching orgasm that saw her digging her claws deep into the bed, shredding through the sheets and mattress alike, ruining yet another while she fucked herself to ascension. Her pussy trembled with the force it was applying to her tail, clamping down hard before she was simply gushing. She hissed out as she splattered herself, making a huge, hot puddle of raptor juices on the bed while she rocked and rolled back and forth, bouncing her flattening gut while it loudly splashed about its liquid contents. There was nothing left of the leopard but for a few stray red hairs and several thick many clumps of fur, soaked with slime and adding to the mess sucked down deeper into her system. Glistening with her own femcum, she slid back, stretching out her long legs as she huffed steam towards the ceiling, pulling her tail out of her sex and instead bringing it to her lips, adding her own flavour to that delicious feline aftertaste while she sucked the juices right off the tip.

After that, there was nothing but the hissing song as she tapped into her most serpentine side, basking in the soothing glow that came with finishing someone off in her ruthless belly. As gentle as she was, her appetite and her acids spared no detail, ensuring there was nothing left of the feline but for the nutrients coiling back and forth through her intestines. Everything about her digestive process worked normally, but turned up to high speed, to the point she could even feel herself growing softer and thicker as he travelled through her. A little bulge of former kitty, slightly furry but otherwise unrecognizable, was undeniably stimulating as her body rapidly worked on him, and she sprawled back, spreading her legs and starting to moan again as she fattened up from his contributions. She wasn't going to be done with him until she'd taken everything she could use, and she was snorting with delight as she reached up to cup her tits, feeling them growing right there beneath her deeply squeezing fingers. She was going to look so nice and soft, squishier and heftier, once she'd fully absorbed him.

From her tits she moved down to her hips, squeezing into those powerful thighs of hers as they swelled beneath her touch. Those legs were among her best features, strong enough to propel her across the room in a single leap, or to trap cute cats between while she rode their dicks. And they were only getting bigger, adding some jiggly padding to the thick muscle, making her curvier, more ample, more welcoming, more attractive for her chosen prey. She was even slightly stretching the stripes on her hide as she visibly fattened up on the spot, her belly flattening back down but for a tiny bit of added fat, the rest redistributing elsewhere. Flopping onto her front, she raised her tail and swung it around, firmly humping at the bed while she savoured in the sensation of her ass getting plump. She soon reached back and squeeze right into the cheek of that newly perfected bubble butt, making herself gasp out at just how sensitive it felt. Rising and falling, grinding at the air, thrusting, shaking, she looked like she was being ravaged by an invisible partner, but it was simply the ecstasy of adding someone to her curves, thickening herself up and wearing Mahiri like a trophy. It wasn't for the boasting that she loved it, but instead for the intimacy and closeness, making someone she liked part of her, at least for a little while.

Sprawling back over, she finally let her own lust subside for the moment, though she was still dripping, still horny even after squirting so hard. Her juices ran down her thighs as ever, while even her tail fattened up, a little extra weight going there, giving that plumped up booty an extra thick accessory to swing around until she'd trimmed right down again. It never took her long, and for all the people she devoured, she never seemed to get what anyone could call fat. That just meant she was going to have to keep eating, keeping digesting all her friends, again and again, every chance she got. Maybe her appetite was a burden, and paying the jackal for the trouble of ensuring her meals never stayed gone proved expensive, but she couldn't feel too cursed when satisfying that hunger felt so good. She lay there with her tongue hanging out the side of her jaws, panting like a dog, staring at the ceiling while her body did its work on the very last nutrients she could siphon from the leopard. And as much as she knew he couldn't hear her, she went ahead and spoke to him anyway, kneading at the broadened curves he'd gifted her, feeling like their friendship had only grown closer through the indulgent act of swallowing him alive.

"Mmmf! Gosh. Just. The best." She giggled again, rattling the bed with her giddy laughter. "I wish you could feel how good I do right now. That was such a nice thing for you to do for me. You're a good kitty."

Taking a long, extensive knead at every single inch of her body that he'd thickened, every little layer of fat and heft he'd added to her athletic silhouette, she hissed sharply before bursting into another hot, feminine moan.

"I really hope you enjoyed that. It felt so good to digest you ... and I wanna do it again and again and ... you get the idea."

As much as she wanted to lie there all night, soaking in the feeling of wearing him, a sensation better than any orgasm, her body kept her from relaxing for too long. Her digestive process was impossibly fast, and that meant she knew very well when her body was done with him, feeling a sudden pressure that roused her from that sleepy state. In just a few minutes, she'd taken him from whole, from digested, from putting pressure on her backside. She stretched her arms above her head, gave a little sigh, and finally picked herself back up, swinging her tail playfully before it went rigid with a sudden flex. He wasn't waiting, and she was already letting out a little air as the pressure increased with every step. While it might not have been an emergency, she wasn't going to delay, stepping straight into the bathroom and sitting her extra-round ass right down on the porcelain, making sure she was comfortable while she draped her tail up over her shoulder, keeping it lifted and out of the way for what came next.

"Nngh, Mahiri ..." she grunted, putting on a slightly ashamed little smirk, despite the lack of audience. "This part feels good too ... all that fur ... but I probably shouldn't mention this when I see you next. Not yet, anyway."

It wasn't like he could hear her, though she was blushing anyway, especially as the pretty dino took admitted pleasure in something so crude as shitting out the digested form of her close friend. He tickled a little. Her body might have been extraordinarily thorough, but it always seemed to miss fur and hair to some extent. Those matted clumps made her eep as the tingled their way out, while she just grunted and squeezed, noisily depositing a truly massive pile of raptor waste into the water below. Experienced as she was, she knew exactly when to preemptively flush, dumping him into the swirling water, only to pile up another towering mound of steaming dinosaur shit before the bowl even finished refilling. She kept one hand raised, reaching back for the handle, counting down the seconds until it was ready for another flush. Then she hit it again, sending pound after pound of former leopard down to the pipes below while she grunted and huffed, even letting slip the occasional whimper as she struggled not to enjoy the great big post-vore dump too much. She wasn't that kind of girl, she swore.

It took three flushes to fully dispose of some dozens of pounds of digested Mahiri, and with that, she got herself tidy, stepped up, stretched again, and stepped straight into the shower. It wasn't like he was the first person she'd ever eaten, but he was special. He was a friend, for one, and more importantly he was someone who never thought he'd be into such a thing, who even reacted nervously to the mere mention of it at first. She was always worried about pressuring him into something he was uncomfortable with, but the way he came for her, she could tell he had no regrets. A gleeful grin came over her to think of what a corrupter she was, turning someone onto the weirdest of things.

She had to wonder to herself just how far she could take things with him, as she scrubbed in the steaming hot stream of water, and felt herself up, enjoying those extra curves while they lasted. Would he prefer not to talk openly about how she'd messily digested him, or was he the sort to get all blushy and squirmy when she whispered the words 'raptor shit' in his ear? Well, that was something she was just going to have to find out on her own, and even well-fed like that, she was already thinking about devouring him again, dipping one finger and then three into her cunt while she rubbed her thumb against her clit. She didn't know why she liked eating people so much, but she knew it felt good, and that was all that really mattered when she had such eager, willing meals to help satisfy all her many deadly urges.