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Gwen's performance with the leopardess was so successful that she had the pick of the highest-paying smut to star in long after it started circulating. Tempting deal after deal promised her all manner of ludicrous figures if only she'd indulge some of the truly taboo stuff for the cameras. She could afford to be picky, only showing off in the stuff that sounded truly enjoyable to create. Her career was easy, and luxurious, and it was all thanks to her willingness to go just a little too far, to do things that might not necessarily have turned out well for her partners. She still had the souls she'd claimed packed onto her pudge, making giving her curves that were quite literally magic, sharing every sexy sensation with those helpless captives. Every grope was like taunting them all over again, reminding them that they'd never escape her and become whole once more. It all gave her a legendary reputation among the dark circles of the kinkiest viewers, but it never occurred to her that it might make her a target.

She had picked up a shadow in recent weeks. Maybe it had been longer than that. She had gone with a persistent feeling of someone following her ever since she devoured that on spotty cat, but she hadn't had any conclusive evidence of a stalker until recently. There was definitely someone there. She glimpsed their grinning face in reflections, or heard their footsteps creeping up behind her, only to disappear when she turned her head. Sometimes in the middle of the night she swore woke up to the sensation of someone breathing down her neck, only to find the room empty. And when things went really quiet, if she perked her ears, she swore she heard someone faintly snickering, as if standing invisible in the room, watching her at every moment. Sometimes she was starting to think she was going crazy, but if that was the case, she could afford a good therapist with all the the money she was raking in with all her spectacularly well-received videos. The best thing to do about such a strange sensation was ignore it, she figured, and go about her usual daily business without giving it any more thought.

Apparently she'd made such a name for herself that people were willing to hire her for the price of a mansion. She was sifting through the usual flood of emails when one particularly lucrative offer struck her. That number - it was so high she thought it must have been some sort of scam. Who ever heard of paying a porn actress that much? Still, if what they wanted was her attention, then they had it. Everything looked legitimate. There was a name, an address for the agency, and it seemed like they had the backing of one of the local studios that she'd worked with before. A quick glance over the kinks they wanted her to indulge in, and she didn't see anything that seemed too unusual, though she was surprised to find that they wanted to see her as the sub for the scenario. She'd built up a reputation as fearsome and deceptively deadly, and she couldn't help but wonder if this kind of job might have ruined such a legendary status. But then, there was that number to push all those worries away. The message was signed with a single name.

See you soon!

Shirazi :)

That seemed a little presumptuous maybe. She hadn't actually said yes yet. Though if she was smart, she had to at least consider such an offer. Stretching out, she started clacking away at a response, working on getting the tone just right to sound interested but not committal.

Hi Shirazi

I'm intrigued by your offer, but

That was all she managed to type before a response startled her. She had a new message in her inbox, from the same sender. Double-checking to make sure she hadn't hit send prematurely, she left her response half-finished and instead clicked on the new email.

That's all I needed to hear! It's a deal!

I'll be right over.

:)

She slid back in her chair and furrowed her brow. Maybe that was just a weird coincidence. Maybe this 'Shirazi', whoever they were, had sent a reply meant for someone else, and just happened to choose that exact moment. That sounded sort of plausible, but sitting there in front of her computer, all alone in her tidy expansive bedroom, she couldn't help but feel something drop, deep inside her. It was like her heart had suddenly fallen into her stomach, leaving her with an icy cold sense of dread running through her veins. She looked at those words in front of her, that sense of being watched growing overwhelming, as if someone were right behind her, and if she could only whirl around she'd finally see them. But she couldn't will herself to do it.

In that moment, everything changed. Literally speaking, that is. She thought at first that her house was collapsing around her. Maybe some terrible natural disaster had chosen that moment to stroke, and she was to be buried in the rubble of her opulent dwellings. But it was something ... else. The walls weren't quite collapsing so much as they were folding inwards and becoming something else. The room was transforming, rotating, as if it was some elaborate trap to catch her. Except, rather than any sort of bars or cage coming down, there was instead a series of cameras, mirrors, and everything else required for a perfect porn shoot. It was like a crew had charged in there and set everything up in the matter of moments. There was a bed that was distinctly not her own, equipped with chains and handcuffs. And most alarmingly of all, there was a throne where one of her chairs used to be. It was occupied.

One look, and Gwen had no doubt that the figure seated there was the very same one who had been stalking her for the past weeks. She had a presence that was unmistakable. A scent too. The room was awash with an aroma that struck Gwen as immediately familiar. She'd caught fleeting traces of it sometimes, especially when she awoke from distressing dreams to a feeling of being watched, but it had been vague then. Now it was an alluring, persistent hotness in the air that was already making her mouth water. And that was all before she even got a good look at the sinister figure seated on a throne of bones and skulls. Those ... had to be a prop, right? They couldn't have been comfortable.

As for the figure herself, she was a wicked, frightful hyena with a terrifying grin and eyes of pure red. They glowed with such ferocity that she felt like she was looking at a digitally-enhanced image. But it was real life. Her stripes were pure black upon thick, silvery fur, and she seemed to consume the light of the room right where she sat, shuddering with unheard laughter as she stared over at the very disoriented bunny. Gwen was afraid at first, but the more she looked over that blatantly demonic creature, eyeing her thickly padded curves up and down, glancing down to her fat sheath and plump pair of nuts, the more she was forgetting about all that. Maybe it was a spell, or evil charm overtaking her mind, but all she cared about in those moments was getting closer. Especially when the hyena beckoned to her.

"I've been watching you, Gwen. Could you feel me there?"

"I could ..." the bunny admitted, then bit her lip. "What? You like what you see?"

"Mmhmm." The hyena said it with a rumble and a moan, all at once, as if speaking in two voices. "You have something I want."

"Oh yeah? And what's that?"

"I'll show you." The hyena stood up. She was bigger than Gwen, both taller and thicker in general. Her sheath twitched. "All you have to do is accept my offer."

Despite the temptation, she remained where she was, folding her arms defiantly.

"Shirazi, was it? The same one who sent that message? Well, if you're going to show up here with what's obviously a demonic contract, then you're going to have to tell me the terms! You're not the first hellspawn I've dealt with, you know. "

That made the demon cackle. "It's simple. We fuck. And while we're at it, we make the best film anyone's ever seen. It's going to win awards."

She kept on snickering, though it was hard to tell if it was amusement or excitement. Gwen tipped her head from side to side, considering.

"Hmm. I see. If the money is good, perhaps. But it's going to take a lot to top everything I've done already. We don't want to bore the viewers now do we honey?"

Shirazi was already stalking forth. "Don't worry about that."

"Mmhmm. Well, where do we -"

She was hoping the nonchalant performance would bring something out of the hyena. Such a species was already fearsome enough, especially to a bunny, but she'd made a career out of subduing and often consuming deadly carnivores just like her. Well, somewhat like her. She'd never dealt with a supernatural being before, at least not professionally. Watching those eyes glowing, those teeth gleaming, that black tongue slipping out to flick at her. The demon was almost drooling already, and she set to a cackling shriek that was anything but natural as she swept the bunny up in her arms mid-sentence, carrying her away with ease. Gwen felt those fingers digging into her rump, claws digging into her skin right through her shorts. That demon was rough, and she was just getting started.

"Now just slow down, Shirazi, at least let me get -"

There was no stopping her. Gwen found herself hoisted overhead, feeling as if she were weightless as the demon tossed her across the room. She went tumbling onto the bed. It was a bigger, broader, softer one than her own, and cushioned her fall nicely, at least. She had just enough time to get herself turned over before the demon pounced on her, sitting on her belly, pinning her down beneath her weight. Gwen's eyes went wide as she saw those claws coming for her, admittedly flinching when she felt them against her skin, but there was no harm to her. The same couldn't be said for her clothing, which was fluttering through the air like falling autumn leaves, though the context wasn't nearly so peaceful. The hyena was shredding right through the fabric without mercy, tossing the scraps aside and taking great big handfuls of the bunny's bare tits, squishing them together with a generous application of force. That bunny was pinned and helpless in a way she was so unfamiliar with feeling. Even her usual powers and spells were totally off limits to her in those moments, as if she'd been blocked from accessing any of them by the demon's mere presence. Yet for all the worry, for all the realization that there was nothing she could do but go along with Shirazi's plans, she was wet.

Maybe it was the scent, that persistent perfume of pheromones unlike anything she'd ever breathed. It was getting heavier as the demon's cock slipped free of its sheath, extending smoothly along the crevice of Gwen's cleavage, slipping a streak of precum along the surface of her fur. She moaned out loud. It wasn't as quiet as she meant it to be. That touch, that blazing hot, enticing stroke against her bare bust felt far better than it had any right to feel. She was writhing in pleasure when she felt the hyena clutching her tits, pulling them apart and then squishing them together around the length of her firming cock. It just kept getting bigger. It was already filled out to an impressive size, but it was still throbbing, still filling out and growing thicker, lounger, bulging with the tension running through it. And she was so impressively overproductive too - just a few grinds between the bunny's breasts, and she'd already basted down those fine soft tits in a glistening coating of precum, one pumping steadily from the tip of that pitch black hyena dick rubbing and grinding over her body.

Gwen almost couldn't bear it. She closed her eyes but she could still see that wicked grin, as if it were burned into her mind. Those cackles echoed around the room, making it sound like she was surrounded by a whole pack of demonic hyenas, but there was only one. Shirazi's balls thudded firmly to the underside of Gwen's tits as she started thrusting. It soon wasn't just a rubbing, but a steady, sloppy titfuck that was flinging the juices of her lust in all directions. Gwen felt the heat running down the inside of her thighs, her sex clenching up tight with pleasure and need. She wanted all that demon had to offer. She wanted Shirazi to take her, to pleasure her, to have anything she wanted from her. There was something so freeing about no longer caring about a script, about how she was supposed to appear on camera, about maintaining character. All she had to worry about was the pleasure.

Soon she was feeling those spurts layering over her face, those watery samples of the demon's essence clinging to her skin and fur. She licked at them, getting her first taste, letting that sinful flavour drive deep down to her senses and overtake her higher thought. A simple moan escaped her as her eyes rolled back. That was the kind of expression she was used to seeing, but never making herself. The bed creaked in time to every one of the demon's lunges, thumping her with fat nuts, making those tits jiggle up and down with the sheer force being driven into fucking them. Gwen let her tongue hang over her lower lip, offering a perfect target for all the mess, catching more and more of the taste she so adored. Every drop was as sweet as the first, and she swallowed them down, letting them become a part of her. Her body was already tingling in such strange ways, to have that demon seed inside her, as if she were being corrupted within just for gulping some precum. She welcomed it. Maybe it meant becoming even more powerful and depraved than ever before.

Soon that sleek and slippery titfuck was coming to a peak. Gwen felt that cock bulging between her breasts, giving some of those telltale twitches, getting even harder, even thicker with each one. She sprayed the bunny down in a thorough misting of precum before her balls clenched up tight and started pulsing along with her shaft. The sounds spilling from her demonic throat were truly terrifying, sounding like the wails of the damned rather than anything that could be considered pleasant. There was laughter through it all too, always laughter, the hyena screaming and cackling her way to climax. Gwen could only brace herself, opening her eyes halfway only to shut them tightly when she saw the torrent directed her way. Shirazi unleashed her seed all over face, splattering Gwen's features in hot demon cum, letting it be her mask while the excess ran down her cheeks, or soared off in all directions on impact. She got plenty in her mouth, but not as much as she'd have hoped. Drenched in that thick load, she was left to slurp at her own lips for more of that rich taste while Shirazi finished off by soaking the bunny's tits in cum, hosing them down to leave them completely coated in thick and heated demon seed. She didn't even go soft when she was done.

"Yessss ... that's what I want. More. More." She'd spoken relatively calmly before, but something had creeped into Shirazi's voice at that point. It was more than just pleasure. Every syllable shook upon her tongue as if she were vibrating with inner madness, with something just begging to be let out. "Suck it clean, bunny."

Gwen did as she was told, and it felt good. Finally, someone who knew exactly what she wanted. And who tasted so very good. She'd had all manner of exotic delights ever since reaching the top of the porn industry, but nothing had ever delighted her palate so much as the demon's cock on her tongue. She lunged forth when it was presented, slurping the seed from its pitch black tip, before simply slipping it past her lips to engulf in the heat of her maw. A long, muffled hmmmmmf echoed around that demon dick as she sucked it, stuffing it straight down her throat without flinching. She didn't need magical demon powers to deepthroat like a champion - that just came with experience. Soon she had the outline of a thick hyena cock bulging in her neck while she bounced back and forth on it. She was supposed to just be tidying it up, but the more she sucked on it, the faster she went, launching into a sloppy, glurking blowjob the likes of which was even giving Shirazi pause. The demon snickered above, watching the bunny going to town on her dick as if lost in a frenzy.

Despite the hyena's domineering style, she was happy to sit back and let the bunny rise. Gwen followed along as if being led by a carrot on a string, throating that entire cock and mashing her nose against the thickly tufted fur of the demon's crotch. That was the perfect position to take a nice deep sniff, getting herself intoxicated on the pheromones that were taking over her mind. She was breathing more of them than air by then, letting them full her depravity. After starring in so many adult films, she knew how to suck a cock with refined expertise, but she wasn't displaying any of that in those moments. Instead, she was furiously facefucking herself down on that fat dick, shoving it down her throat over and over with unhinged, wild lunges back and forth. All kinds of sloppy sounds echoed up from her gullet as she plunged it full of demon meat over and over, gurgling and schlicking smoothly over its every inch until she felt it pulsing and twitching again between her lips. She didn't care how long it'd been since she'd refilled her lungs. She was going to suck on Shirazi's dick and drink her cum if it meant drowning.

That seemed like a distinct possibility when the demon snickered her way to another climax. It wasn't quite the ear-splitting announcement of before, but more just casual, amused approval. She blew that load for Gwen, just like the horny bunny wanted, and pouring it all straight down the bunny's throat for her to chug down. Gwen didn't hesitate, closing her eyes and letting her throat bulge with the great big GLURKS it took to swallow all that cum. Her belly was feeling full, even sloshing, but she wasn't stopping. Her chest was starting to burn, her head was spinning, her thoughts colliding with one another as she felt every part of her failing at once. She was going to pass out if she spent just a few seconds too long with that demon dick balls-deep in her mouth, but she absolutely refused to spill a drop. Swallowing, gulping, chugging it all down, she was relentless, depraved, singularly devoted to being the perfect little cocksucking bunny for the hyena, until she finally allowed herself to pop free of that sloppy shaft, coughing and gasping with a wheeze as she fell to her hands and knees. But at least she'd done her job.

It was worth it. Having that seed sloshing around in her belly was imbuing her not just with the contented warmth that came with being full of hot spunk, but with something more. She could feel power in her veins, something greater than any of the witchcraft she'd ever dabbled in. It was only a sample, a mere taste of what the demon could do, what the demon could offer her. Even after that satisfying mouthful, she wasn't completely satisfied. Her body was starting to ache with need, leaving her soaking wet, clenching up tight, biting her lip. Shirazi loomed above, her cock softening only very briefly before she was hard again, as if waiting for Gwen to make her next move. The bunny took her time to catch her breath and steady herself, her chest heaving as she recovered. Even then, her head was still swirling, leaving her shaky on her feet when she stood up to smooch the demon. She'd never felt quite so woozy after sex before - but then, she'd generally indulged with her fellow mortals, as far as she knew.

Just to show Shirazi that she could take whatever the demon threw at her, she stood up on the tips of her toes beside the bed and mashed her tits against the hyena's own, locking her in an embrace and a kiss all at once. In a moment, she had a demon tongue stuffed down her throat, but that hardly phased her. She sucked it and swallowed it, mashing lips with Shirazi's, drooling in each other's mouths a while. When the demon took one step forward, Gwen took one back, but she quickly had nowhere to go. She got herself backed up against the bed again, and swiftly lost her balance, unable to help getting shoved down flat on her back once more, her legs kicking up in the air on impact. Before she could get them back down, the demon was upon her, clutching her by the thighs and lifting those legs up high, stretching Gwen to the limits of her flexibility as she got turned into a U shape, her feet right up over her head. Such a position meant she was pretty much entirely helpless to anything Shirazi wanted to do to her. And she was okay with that.

The hyena writhed with excitement and madness, gripping tight and keeping the bunny pinned. There was something so sweet about that moment. Gwen was so used to knowing exactly what was coming, exactly what she was supposed to do or how she everyone wanted her to react. But with Shirazi, she was totally lost. She genuinely had no idea what that grinning maniac was going to do next. Looking deep into those shiny red eyes made Gwen feel like she was going to lose her mind, and staring at those interlocked, shark-like teeth was just plain frightening. Though she did see that tongue coming, snaking out from between those many fangs, wriggling towards her face and then sliding smoothly down her body. Shirazi lapped up some of the mess she'd left behind on the bunny's tits, but soon was dipping lower, stuffing her muzzle between Gwen's thighs, keeping her in that incredibly compromising position as she helped herself to the buffet of bunny flavours, slathering up between her thighs and digging her nose deep into Gwen's soaking sex.

It was so rare that Gwen ever moaned someone's name without it being scripted or simply forced. But this one was genuine.

"Ohhhh, Shirazi ..."

The name felt so good rolling off her tongue as the demon delved into her depths, eating her out and tongue-fucking her with the sloppiest of strokes. The steady squelch was overwhelming, deafening even. She found herself clutching at her head, feeling as if she were losing her mind just to get such a generously indulgent treatment. The voices in her head made that feel more literal than she expected. She couldn't make them out, but they were shrieking all sorts of things, sounding either anguished or furious. It wasn't clear, and it didn't matter anyway. All that did was the steady plunge of the demon's luxuriantly flexible muscle shoving in and out of her, curling and wriggling to touch her in ways even she, in all her experience, had never been touched. It was all enough to bring her to the brink of orgasm, to leave her cotton tail twitching and her toes curling as her bunny teeth dug into her lower lip, but Shirazi left her right on the edge, right on that trembling, convulsing, contracting peak as if locking her into that pleasure and refusing to let go.

"Pleaaaase ..." she whined. She almost didn't recognize her own voice for all the needy shaking in her desperate plea. But there was no time to care about humility when her body was being seized, possessed even by such a terrible and powerful need.

Shirazi just snickered, that steady percussive laughter echoing in Gwen's ears as the demon mounted her. The hyena got the bunny's ankles pressed against her shoulders, squishing her down on the bed beneath all her stripey weight. She licked her chops, dripping with the juices of Gwen's need, and drooled on her face some. A clack of her teeth made the bunny flinch, spit flinging from them as the demon gnashed her fangs right before her eyes. But it still didn't matter. All she knew was the want coursing through her veins, the desire so potent it felt as if it might destroy her if she didn't fulfill it, and soon. The moment she felt the demon's dick glazing over those soaked folds, she was bucking and squeezing, bouncing her hips on the squeaking bed like a feral beast, making it abundantly clear just how badly she needed that cock inside of her. At least Shirazi didn't tease her any longer than that.

One slick slide along her sex, and then the hyena was spreading her out, stuffing her full and shaking her body with the solid impact of her balls slapping against her thighs. Shirazi was all the way inside, bottoming out with a wet thud, letting the bunny adjust to the belly-stretching girth stuffed into her sopping cunt. She gave Gwen five seconds to prepare, leaving her writhing, twitching, clenching down hard on the demon's dick, her folds convulsing against those heavy balls. Shirazi's sack was thick, heavy, and already pulsing with heat and tension. She was ready to blow a load inside the bunny. Something about the sensation of that unholy cock inside her told Gwen that it was more than just fucking. They were two potent, virile partners, locked up in the throes of passion. No matter the season, or any sort of birth control, Gwen was suddenly stricken by the firm, undeniable certainty that the demon's seed was going to take inside her. That didn't stop her for a second.

She wanted to shout something, to entertain the camera and the demon herself with some of her patently filthy talk, but words weren't coming to her. Gwen was simply screaming, going off until her throat was aching as Shirazi pulled back and immediately started rutting her with all that unholy might. It was an assault on her comparatively fragile body, and on the bed as well, slamming her down, over and over again, paying no mind to precision and certainly not gentle in the slightest. It was a fat demon cock pounding her pussy over and over, splashing her excess juices over the bed, jiggling her thick assets as she remained pinned beneath the warmth, the curves, and the sheer, delightful fluffy of the thick-furred demoness. They made such sweet scary sounds together, echoing each other's cries until Gwen was starting to feel like she had the mouth of a demon herself, calling up bellows and snarls the likes of which she never knew she was capable of making. Maybe she was starting to share a little corruption of her own, indulging in such demonic pleasures. She didn't bother trying to be quiet, no matter who heard their depraved, ferocious fuck session, the walls shaking around the two of them as they went at it.

Those juices were already spurting, already pouring out so copiously that Gwen for a moment thought the demon was already cumming inside her. It was just that thick pre again, though it was potent enough to fuel those breeding thoughts, to make the bunny wriggle and clench as that satisfied feeling started to pour through her. That biological need was probably already fulfilled, with that much pre sinking into her sex, and flowing towards her womb, but of course she wanted more. Such a position, locked in that brutal mating press and getting thumped at sadistic speed, meant she couldn't do much to contribute to the reckless pace of their fucking, but she coudl certainly wriggle. She was kicking her legs, bouncing, humping, putting every muscle to work in a desperate non-verbal plea for seed, whining her way to a climax that left her sounding like she was going to burst into tears. Gone were those impressive growls, replaced instead by that her weak whimpers as the pleasure went well past anything she knew her body could feel, all driven into her by the chaotic rutting of the demon's dick, stretching and pounding her, leaving her sore and numb and yet climaxing like an volcanic eruption.

A shriek was her final declaration of ecstasy before she fell into breathy vibrations, shuddering way through a peak that was only extended by the rush of seed filling out her womb. The demon cackled straight into her ears, biting them too, leaving her sore and temporarily deafened while she clamped down to milk Shirazi of that precious breeding seed. She was knocked up in a second and yet still she wanted more, clinging to the demon with what little control she had, making sure to get it all inside her until her womb was stretched and sloshing. Only then did she overfill with the thick strands of cum running down her rump and soaking into her little tail, leaving her jiggling with the belly-expanding load pumped into her by that ferocious creature. She was left shaking, glazed over and staring at the ceiling, but hardly really seeing it. Her up lip twitched and her tongue was hanging out of her jaws. When her ears stopped ringing, she heard that cackling again, the room swirling around her senses in a haze of musk and pleasure, the twitching of her toes the only real sign of life as she lay drenched and dominated in a way most unbecoming of someone of her reputation.

If only she knew sooner how badly she had needed that. The demon pulled from her depths and left her to gush and flop down in the middle of a hyena cum puddle. It was the climax to end all climaxes. Gwen felt like she never needed to fuck again, bred and broken like that. Eventually, she put a silly smile on her face, chuckling a little for herself, though she could hardly compare to the sounds the hyena was making. Shirazi was looming again, swaying back and forth as if to some seductive tune only she could hear, wriggling her whole body like a cobra being charmed.

"You sssseeeee?" She was hissing too, flicking her tongue out, which had somehow acquired a fork in the time since Gwen last saw it. Or felt it. "I told you I was going to earn it. Now, you took her before I could. It's not fair."

Gwen didn't know what Shirazi was talking about, but she was far too wrecked to be anything more than a captive audience to the demon's theatrics. Shirazi went on.

"I was building up to it ... to the big moment when I claimed her for my own. And you went and ruined all that suspense by eating the silly cat yourself."

Honestly, that didn't narrow it down for Gwen. She'd devoured plenty of people already, and more than one of them were felines. If she could regain her senses she might have asked some questions, but instead she just remained where she was, taking it all in, oozing from her numb, tender pussy.

"So I'm going to take her back," Shirazi continued. "And I'm taking you, too."

Such a statement probably should have been setting off all sorts of danger signals in Gwen's head, but she found herself numb to them all. She just chuckled a little, fucked too dumb to care that the demon was looming over her again. There was nothing unusual about that, but there was something different. She was less lewdly leering and instead looking more menacing by the moment as the light seemed to get sucked out from the room by her mere presence. That just made the glow of her eyes all the brighter, reflecting off the gleam of her wet teeth. The demon was drooling, thicker than before, long strands of saliva hanging down from her chin as she stared over the fallen bunny. Gwen was pretty sure she couldn't have risen even if she wanted to, her body both wrecked and simply too caught up in the afterglow to think about moving. That made her the perfect target for Shirazi's whims.

Everything went dark in time. It wasn't for the room itself falling to blackness, but instead for the demon herself climbing over Gwen's fallen form. Those jaws were glistening with desire, but the bunny never felt her teeth. Instead, she got a good look at the hyena's thick backside, at those round, stripey cheeks above before they came down upon her face. All at once she was completely engulfed in Shirazi's booty, locked beneath tail and between cheeks, smothered in that fine, plump ass. She had her muzzle shoved right against the firm black pucker hidden there, feeling it grinding over her features as the demon rocked her butt back and forth. There wasn't much air down there, but still plenty of the demon's scent, like pure heat in Gwen's lungs as she breathed in a rasp and reached up to clutch at Shirazi's hips. She could shove and squirm all she liked, but that wasn't getting her out of that all-encompassing smother.

Not that she wanted out. Feeling that cushy rump squeezing around her head, fully immersing her in the demon's heat, she felt soothed, spoiled, like it were the finest of luxuries to have such a shapely ass wrapped around her cheeks. Shirazi wasn't light, and she leaned back to put even more weight down on Gwen's face, leaving the bunny's nose and mouth squelching past the resistance of that tight, flexible ring. She was getting her face shoved right up the demon's rear, but it felt so good clenching down on her. So smooth, so hot, so tight ... she wanted to just give in, to just see what happened. It wasn't until the hyena gave another hard bounce of her booty, jiggling it on impact with the bed and popping Gwen's whole head inside at once with a hefty schlurp that was soon echoing in her folded-back ears. She was sealed down to the throat in demon rump, and the steady, hungry clench tugging her deeper wasn't letting up. That was when she realized how much trouble she was in.

This kind of thing didn't happen to her. She'd eaten so many herself, and they never saw it coming. She should have known all the tricks, all the signs of impending consumption long before the predator ever struck. But the truth was, Shirazi didn't even need to trick her. All it took was a good, sloppy fuck and seducing her with that demonic menace, and Gwen had laid right back and allowed her to start the process of devouring her with that thick, striped ass. Well, no longer. A veteran of vore wasn't going quietly, even if she was already at a disadvantage. She shoved and spanked at Shirazi's ass while she struggled and kicked. It wasn't amounting much more than making those fat globes jiggle, but she didn't care. She was not going to let some hyena devour her with her ass. She was a deadly predator in her own right, and she didn't care if she was dealing with a demon. Though she was starting to feel a little weaker already, the exertion putting a strain on her limited air supply and leaving her head feeling even lighter than before.

Fight as she did, it wasn't preventing her from getting squeezed up into that hungry hole with a few hard flexes. Her shoulders weren't broad, but they were still a considerable obstacle that Shirazi popped inside her silver booty with relative ease. From there it was a matter of squishing down on the bunny's tits, and kneading deeper, using the natural clenching of her ass to feed her into her intestines and seal her away, squeeze by squeeze. A nice, soft bunny, padded with the prey of so many previous meals, was simply an exquisite butt-toy, stimulating the demon to the point of moaning. Everything else had been maniacal cackling and snarling, but using that bunny for a dildo, letting her slide and stroke along the hyena's prostate, that was enough to make Shirazi sound almost normal for a short while. Her voice was plenty low, but her groans and huffs were feminine, sounding like she was getting properly fucked by someone who knew how to please a demon properly.

"Nnnh ... such soft fur ... such juicy curves. And they're going to be alllll mine." The hyena grit her teeth, rocking back and forth, pumping her cock into her own grip over and over. "I hear all those voices screaming inside of you. Soon they'll belong to a proper mistress ..."

Gwen could hardly hear anything but the slick schlurping of those fleshy walls closing in on her face, her shoulders, her breasts and cum-swollen belly, but for a moment she thought the demon was right. Was there a voice in the back of her mind? Or several? She could hardly focus on such a thing when those firm contractions clamped down on her gut, squeezing the cum right back out of her pussy to gush over her thighs, spraying past her toes with the sheer force. Those squeezes were near orgasmic, and the demon was spurting, shooting precum right across the room to paint the wall. She was getting off on devouring the bunny with her pucker, clenching harder, faster, settling into a series of ultra-rapid flexes that slurped her prey up all the faster. A bump and a pop like slipping a knot inside her meant she'd claimed the bunny's hips, and from there, it wasn't much farther before she'd completely devoured Gwen.

The cameras were still presumably rolling too. Shirazi hadn't forgotten about that. She leaned herself forward and planted her hands firmly in place, swishing her tail through the air as she got on all fours to make sure the bunny's kicking legs were visible, sticking out of her stretched, constricting hole.

"Mmmm ... don't worry, Gwen," she teased, slipping back into a few cackles when she got too excited. "I'll make sure this tape gets out there. I'll send it off to the best editors to make sure they can capture every single moment of your demise, from every possible angle. Nnnf ... all your fans are gonna know I shoved you up my ass. I wonder how well this one will sell? Maybe it'll be your greatest hit ... I bet even your most loyal viewers have been craving this. They've wanted to see someone come along who can beat you ... someone stronger, someone hotter, someone better."

Her voice built to a crescendo, until she became a chorus, as if a legion were speaking through her at once.

"I'm going to take your soul and every one you've ever claimed right along with it. You're going to join alllll your victims right here as part of my fat ass, bunny."

Then she was cackling again, viciously, violently. Her body went into spasms from the laughter rattling through her form, and she refused to calm herself. Gwen could feel those hysterics vibrating all around her, leaving her enduring such strange muscle movements as they kneaded inwards on her captive body. Another slurp, another squeeze, and her thighs were inside the demon. Then her knees edged over the seal of her asshole, and a little further claimed her calves. Shirazi lingered there on the final moment, letting those big bunny paws stick out from beneath her tail, displayed for all the cameras to see. She wasn't even stroking herself off anymore. The pleasure of that bunny slipping inside her was enough to bring her right to the edge of another cumshot, leaving her balls tight, her taint flexing, the tip of her cock bulging and expanding with the sheer tension passing through her. Then she gave one more hard clench, working down over those pads and toes, sealing her hole up tight behind her prey as if she hadn't just shoved an entire person inside her. That was the stimulation that finally sent her past her breaking point, leaving her whooping and writhing on the bed, spraying her surroundings in demon seed while she kneaded down on the bunny trapped within her backside.

"Fffffuck yessss ..." Her words were a mix of hissing and spitting, like an infuriated serpent. Then she slumped down, lowering her head, laying cheek against the bed with her ass still raised high. Her rounded belly was swollen beneath her, sagging down with the bulging shape of the bunny tucked into her bowels, already getting kneaded and squeeze on her journey towards the demon's stomach. "Settle in and digessssst, bunny. Everything that was yours is mine now. For good."

That was when Gwen found herself slipping through the passage to the demon's stomach. It was as dark as the rest, but she knew where she was for the acidic air getting into her lungs. The chamber sloshed and jostled all around her, squeezing inwards to outline her distressed face, and then the rest of her body as she got all curled up within Shirazi's gut. It was a tight fit. The hyena was bigger than her, but not by a huge margin. The shape of her prey sagging down squished against the bed, already gurgling and kneading loudly. Gwen could feel the walls working on her, locked tight around her curves as if all the air had been sucked out of that humid chamber all at once. Was this how her prey always ended up feeling? She didn't have time to consider the karmic quality of her impending fate. She needed to find a way out of there.

Whenever she tried to summon up some sort of power, or chant a spell, she found it as useless as if magic itself didn't exist. The demon's stomach blocked it all, carrying on as casually as if working on any other piece of meat. Her kicks did nothing, and neither did her constant wiggling. Maybe she jiggled the hyena's fat tits a little as she bounced and thumped out on the walls around her. Shirazi stroked at those pounding fists whenever she saw them outlined in her fluffy fat, rubbing herself and slowly flopping over onto her side with her tongue hanging from her jaws. She panted, she drooled, and she groaned away as she set to swiftly work the bunny witch down to demon pudge. Being digested was one thing, but Gwen knew well that something much worse than a messy demise awaited her down in those murky depths. She could already feel something tugging at her inner self, violating her in ways she'd never been touched before, dragging her ethereal existence from her body while she got destroyed.

"Nnf. That's gooooood, bunny." Shirazi didn't seem to feel it was worth addressing her by name anymore. "So many souls in your pudge. They're all going to be mine. The good ones anyway. The quality stuff. And that ..."

She dramatically paused, letting the sentence linger in the air awhile as her stomach did the talking. It was getting louder, deafening Gwen with the constant splurching, immersing her in tingly enzymes that were swiftly melting through her fur and starting to liquefy her curves on the spot. Mere seconds inside Shirazi and she was losing her figure, flattening, rounding, getting shaped into a ball by the constant kneading pressure of the walls all around her. Only after some good belly grumbles did she continue.

" ... definitely doesn't include yours. I think I'll just get rid of that when I'm done with it."

Gwen didn't even know what that implied exactly. She just knew it was bad. Her muscles weren't responding. They weren't even entirely intact anymore. Melting into goop wasn't as painful as she'd expected, but it was all so happening so fast, maybe her body just didn't have time to properly process what was happening to her. She reached a hand up, only to feel it wasn't there anymore. All it was going to take was a few more hard churns, squeezing and crushing her to nothingness. Her body was failing, fading, slipping down into the dark embrace of what she presumed was death. But she couldn't quite reach it, couldn't escape the sensations of being digested alive by a demon, even as her own body fell apart and sloughed back into the intestines she'd just been squeezed through whole. She flickered, and she felt herself growing weaker and weaker, barely able to form a coherent thought, much less anything resembling a struggle. And all the while, the hyena was glowing.

Shirazi's eyes illuminated the room with their intensity as she muttered to herself, her voice broken by the forbidden ecstasy that came with utterly destroying someone. "Where is she ... give her back to me ... not you, not you ... all of you, useless, churned, nothing but fodder ..."

As she spoke, a terrible noise surrounded what little remained of Gwen's consciousness. It was more than just digestion. It was a wailing that faded down with every heavy grumble of Shirazi's gut. She was melting down those captive souls. They tasted freedom for a moment, only to get caught up in the terrible caustic embrace of demonic digestives, melting down to less than nothing. They faded into a blue-ish goop that was soon absorbed in the hyena's intestines. Those weren't even worth keeping. She simply erased those captives from existence. But there was one she wanted to keep for herself.

"Mmm ... there's my kitty!"

Gwen vaguely recognized Mahiri's voice, mewling in confusion. That tasty leopardess had been one of her favourite meals, trapped on her curves ever since, but she was finally free. For a moment.

"Don't worry, Mahiri. You're mine now. And you, bunny - you're gonna be nothing. That's what you get for stealing from me."

The leopard's soul couldn't communicate much before she was re-absorbed into the curves of the demon, kept captive on that stripey ass for presumably eternity. She'd been sucked right out of Gwen, along with a few others Shirazi bothered to keep for herself. The rest were simply getting flushed through her system, right along with the bunny herself. Gwen felt the tugging, felt the terrible sensation of being torn apart on a spiritual level, fading, internally crying out, until there was nothing left with which to think. She didn't exist. There were only wisps, only traces of the energy that had formed her being and identity. It served as fuel for the fattened demon, while the rest of her body churned through Shirazi's system as the hyena reclined on that bed, feeling up her newly thickened curves.

Shirazi lazed for a while as the room itself transformed back to normal, but for a camera or two. It didn't take long before she was done with Gwen. Her body worked swiftly to absorb her, to drain her of everything that was useful and add it to those silken, silvery curves. The demon gave herself a few squeezes as she rolled about on the soaked bed, mashing into her tits, her hips, and especially her ass. Most of Gwen had gone to those plump cheeks, making them even more ample, giving them a generous wobble when Shirazi so much as moved at all. She took her time crawling off the bed, dragging herself along like a particularly lazy snake, only for it to occur to her that she didn't need to move at all. The cameras were still rolling, and she had a perfectly usable bed right there beneath her. All she had to do was rise to a squat.

With her prey-enhanced ass lowered down to the bed and her fluffy tail lifted high, she gave a little grunt as she squeezed, flexing the dark rim she'd used to consume the bunny. Gwen came right back out the way she entered, though she wasn't nearly as desirable as she began. The demon was shitting her out in huge, heavy logs embedded with chunks of bone. Some of them were relatively intact, if crackled and fragile, while others were little more than dust and fragments, making every piece of former bunny that much heavier. The mess was all piling up in the middle of the bed. Shirazi had no regard for cleanliness. It wasn't like anyone was going to use that room anymore. She snickered as she dumped the former pornstar out right on camera, making sure to point her thickened backside to the lens so that someone out there other than her could enjoy the positively humiliating final exclamation point on Gwen's long and storied career.

The grand finale took plenty of heavy squeezing. It didn't bother the demon at all, as she flexed hard around a particularly stubborn piece of Gwen. When it finally pushed free, it plopped atop the heavy pile, the tower of hyena shit that was all that remained of the bunny. Its crown was the emptied skull, stained and ruined, cracked all over but still relatively recognizable. Shirazi plucked it off the top once she was done, giving it a shake. When that wasn't enough to clean it, she made a little gesture and created an isolated downpour of blood, one that poured down over that grim remain to clean it and stain it all at once. That was as fine a trophy as she ever needed, and with Gwen's soul digested, it was truly the last trace of that bunny that anyone would ever see. It was going with the others. Perhaps to adorn her hellish throne. And as for Gwen herself, for the crime of unknowingly angering a demon, her entire existence had been reduced to a steaming pile of demon waste, dumped on camera, soon to be distributed to all her fans. Perhaps it wasn't the most undeserved fate after she'd churned so many herself, but that didn't make it any less unfortunate for her. Shirazi had to cackle to herself as she wandered off to return to her realm, imagining what all those loyal viewers would think of the twist ending to Gwen's final performance.