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If there was one thing Basti knew not to do while working as Leshana's assistant, it was asking too many questions. Working under the brilliant kitsune in her laboratory was a prime opportunity for expanding his breadth of knowledge, with the hope that he could someday have a lab of his own. If she didn't eat him first, anyway. As much as she assured him she wouldn't really eat him, she did love to tease, and he'd seen her appetite firsthand on plenty of occasions. The purple fox was all sorts of appetizing just to look at, though maybe it was just too cannibalistic for Lesh. Or maybe she really did value his help too much to ever do such a thing. Either way, such thoughts were foremost on his mind while he watched her testing her latest batch of 'volunteers.'

Oh, they had certainly shown up willingly. The promise of payment or pleasure alike was always enough to lure them to that quiet lab, and everything always seemed professional and above board right up until it wasn't. Lesh's latest invention was a transformative concoction that proved very effective. All those volunteers were scrambling about below, caught in a plastic tank, morphed into the forms of some tiny mice. Large or small, they were all helpless after ingesting just a few drops of that bright blue substance. Basti had to admit he found a certain fascination in watching her toying with them. They were all so helpless, so very small, even though some of them had been pretty big and intimidating predator species before the experiment. And she was absolutely free to pluck them up, one by one, and pop them into her waiting maw. The experiment had been a success - there was no reason not to celebrate a little. What followed was a little sloshing them around in her drooly jaws, pushing one squirming mouse from cheek to cheek then swallowing him down, only to reach for another. She'd soon gobbled down half the volunteers in single gulps each, with Basti mesmerized by the sight the whole time. They just vanished into her body, not even making a bulge but for the initial outline in her throat as she tipped her head back and sent them down with a rich, satisfying GLRRK.

Such a show made for quite a distraction. It was enough to make Basti forget one of the most important rules of working in a laboratory. He'd stashed his drink somewhere nearby, and was getting so thirsty just watching Lesh work that he naturally reached for it without actually looking at what he was grabbing. The sune was far too busy to stop him before it was too late. He knew as soon as that liquid touched his tongue that he'd just made a terrible mistake. It could have been some sort of acid, if he was really unlucky. But he didn't feel any different, at least not at first. Lesh might have been a touch devilish with the way she treated her test subjects, but one thing she always ensured was that her transformative creations didn't cause any discomfort when they were doing their work. She was so good at it that Basti didn't even realize he was changing right up until the moment his lab coat was suddenly fitting a whole lot more tightly. He was pretty sure he didn't wake up that morning with a pair of particularly exceptional, gravity-defying breasts, nor an extra-shapely butt to match. Soon he was barely fitting into his clothes - if 'he' was even the proper word anymore. And he hadn't even noticed the ears yet.

It wasn't until Lesh got a good look at him and shot him a shiny grin that Basti realized what had really happened. The sune spelled it out in no uncertain terms.

"Oh, Basti! That was such a foolish thing to do, and now look at you! Extra-juicy, if I do say so myself. That one was untested, but I'd say the bunnymorph concoction was a complete success. You look ravishing. And you make a very good girl."

Basti was still a little too stunned by the sudden change to say anything. It certainly didn't help when Lesh lunged forward to take a double-handful of her assistant's new tits. They were as pleasantly plump as they were sensitive, bringing a moan from the newly-feminine bunny's lips as the sune played with them so freely. Basti was already getting a little turned on, and the curious feeling of being aroused as a woman was flooding through her altered body, hitting her with a rush of sensations unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. Only the click of the kitsune's closing jaws right in front of her face snapped her out of that ongoing stupor.

"You know, if you weren't so useful around the lab, I'd snap you up right here!" Lesh teased, licking her lips towards Basti, letting the bunny girl see those teeth glistening with all the saliva she was working up just thinking about gobbling down her lab assistant. "But I won't, of course. However, I am sorry to say, you may be occupying that new form for quite some time. I had not designed that substance with the intent of making it reversible, given that ... well, you know. But! I am sure we can make something good of these unfortunate circumstances."

Finally Basti spoke, and she had to keep from jolting when she heard her new, feminine voice for the first time. It was still hers, but so much different, so much softer and higher.

"Make use of it how?" she curiously asked, and she could already see that spark in her employer's eye.

"As you can see, this batch of volunteers is all used up. I would hate to call it a day early already. If I could get some particularly large predator types in the lab, I think I could make some serious progress today ..."

Basti ended up accidentally biting her lip hard when she heard that. Those flat front teeth were hard to get used to, all sticking out as they did.

"Where do I come in?"

"Well, it's simple!' Lesh reached around and gave the bunny a whap on the butt for emphasis. "There isn't a predator on this planet who could possibly resist a body like yours. All you need to do is lure them back here with the promise of a good meal. Just act all naive, pretend you have no idea what they're planning. And ... try not to get eaten along the way back. If you can help it. I know just the place for you to look."

Not much later, and Basti was sitting there at a table by herself, staring at a drink she didn't really want, the club's music energetically bouncing while her eyes scanned around the crowded bar for predators. The change was more than just her appearance. Being a bunny attuned her senses to her surroundings in a way she'd never experienced as a fox. Suddenly every sound, every sign of movement from one of the bodies around her was something to pay attention to, another potential threat. Was this really how the prey types lived? No wonder so many of them just wanted to get eaten. It was better to just get it over with rather than to wonder and worry at every single second. And yet, she couldn't help but find it thrilling, even arousing too. Looking over those many dangerous creatures lurking all around her, briefly catching their gaze only to quickly look away, she couldn't help but get all worked up at the thought of one of them getting her. To them, they'd have no idea they were eating a predator. It would be just another meal like any other.

Fixated as she was on the many carnivores all around her, she didn't notice the looming threat tromping up behind her on heavy hooves. Her instincts didn't warn her about that. After all, why should they? The figure casting a massive shadow over her wasn't a predator. Basti was pretty sure sheep didn't eat meat. But maybe she should have been aware of such a person for other reasons. Like the fact that one of her thighs alone was probably the size of the fox-turned-bunny's entire body. Basti became instantly aware of her when she cleared her throat, making the transformed lab assistant jump in her seat.

"You're not what you appear to be," the sheep said, her voice stern and accusatory.

"What? How would you know? Who are you?"

Sputtering out, she held her hands in front of her as if she expected to be pummelled for some sort of uncertain offense. Maybe that wasn't such a ridiculous notion, given the way that overwhelming wall of black sheep was looking at her. Steam shot from the herbivore's nostrils, her eyes a blazing blue, full of a certain anger that Basti couldn't begin to understand. Looking over that hefty figure, those rounded curves, and that particularly solid, round gut, maybe it wasn't so unfathomable that prey species could be predators too. That big beast of an ewe had the kind of figure that usually only came with digesting a lot of people. Basti got increasingly tense the longer she endured that bright, yet judgmental gaze.

"Trying to pull some kind of trick, aren't you? I can see right through you," the sheep continued. "That's not how we do things around here. You're coming with me."

It wasn't a question, or even a command. It was simply fact. One big, powerful arm scooped Basti up right from her seat, and she soon found herself tucked into the sheep's armpit, left trapped and helpless, faintly kicking, trying to swish a fluffy fox tail that was no longer there. That meant wiggling her extra-cushy butt around, serving as an advertisement for the many predators who'd already been ogling her before she got snatched away by the grumpy lady. She still had no idea how she'd been caught. Did she just naturally carry herself like a fox, even when transformed into a bunny? Or was that sheep something more than she appeared? She was certainly strong, much more so than any woman Basti had ever met. That grip was tight, to the point the bunny was having a little trouble breathing as she got hauled off to places unknown. Something told her she was in some serious trouble, but she didn't know what yet. All she did know was that simply being close to that overpowering sheep left her with an intense sense of guilt, for sins current, past, and even future alike.

Basti wasn't sure if she'd passed out along the way, or perhaps been drugged. She faintly remembered entering the back of what seemed like some sort of restaurant, and she was pretty sure she remembered some shadowy figure pulling her out of her clothes too. The details were a little fuzzy aside from that. She soon found herself staring up at the lights from where she was all stretched out on a countertop, left dazed and disoriented and slightly appetized by all the delicious smells wafting out from around her. But that's what led her to a realization. This wasn't just any kitchen. This was one of those kitchens, generally populated by the prey types who'd volunteered to be prepped and even cooked by one of the lovely assistants, eagerly waiting to end up in one of the patron's stomachs. But that wasn't right at all. Basti was a fox! Not right now of course, but she had to explain, had to get out of there. Surely once they knew this was all some sort of misunderstanding, they'd let her go and she could get back to work. Lesh was surely wondering what was taking her so long.

Basti looked to the face of a pleasant-looking brown hyena, one built tall and broad with an aura of gentleness. She was the only other person in that kitchen aside from Basti herself. That seemed to bode well. The bunny tried to sit herself up, but that just revealed the bindings around her wrists and angles, keeping her tied down atop that metal countertop as the soft 'yena approached in nothing more than an apron. Basti tested those restraints, pulling against them with increasing desperation, but she still wasn't getting anywhere. The big hyena might not have been the most intimidating of predators, all wide and squishy and incredibly fluffy, but she wasn't taking those obvious struggles as a sign of Basti's disapproval. If anything, they just seemed to amuse her, as she reached down to poke the bunny in the left breast, good-naturedly grinning down at her captive.

"Oh, you. I know some of you prey types like to pretend to struggle and all, but try not to interfere too much. We've to get you all prepped!" She took a moment to think, and then shyly adjusted her hair, tucking those ivory-coloured dreads behind one of her pointed ears. "Oh, um. I'm Meesha. Sorry if I'm not quite as ... scary as you might have hoped. Don't worry. There's lots of good predators just waiting for you out there!"

That wasn't right at all. Basti shook her head wildly, breaking into the most frantic protests she could manage.

"No, no, you don't get it! I'm really here by accident! I'm not even a bunny, I'm actually a fox, it's just that I got transformed, and ..."

Meesha might have been a gentle giant, but she was firm in cutting Basti off, placing a finger over the bunny's lips.

"Shh shh. Not too loud, the customers will hear." Then she softly laughed. It was miles from the hyena cackle of her spotted cousins. "That's a new one on me though. Sooo, transformed, kidnapped, you're really a proud predator ... heehee, that's pretty hot actually. Prey are so creative."

"No, it's not a fantasy! It's really -"

"Okay, hush hush. Let's get to work."

Meesha wasn't exactly forceful about silencing Basti, but it did the trick. Shoving a sizable apple into the bunny's mouth, one connected to several straps to make for an edible ball gag of sorts kept Basti from shouting out any more. There was no reasoning with the big, jolly chef, and struggling was getting her nowhere. Meesha just thought it was all part of the act to make things more fun. She surely dealt with plenty of horny preythings, and Basti knew how they could be. There was a specific type who loved to thrash and squirm and protest right to the end, but all through it, they were aroused beyond belief. The struggling was part of the fun for them. But, she still had a way out of this. All she had to do was fail to show any sort of arousal or excitement, and surely Meesha would get the hint. After all, most of the prey she dealt with was there willingly, so they were probably dripping wet by the time they were all stripped down and laid out on a platter, ready for the final stages before cooking. Basti remained calm, focused, not turned on in the slightest - at least until she saw that thick assistant chef remove her apron.

She might have come across as shy, but she certainly wasn't modest. Aside from a fine set of breasts, topped off by some shiny piercings, that hyena had one thick cock. She gave it a few squeezes, making it firm up in her careful fingers while Basti just lay there helplessly, all strapped down and helpless to whatever came next. She just had to concentrate on something else, had to distract herself, anything to keep from fixating on that thickening hyena dick. But it was hopeless. Maybe that transformative something came with a little extra side effect of increasing her libido - that would have been a good excuse anyway. But excuse or not, she couldn't hold back the floodgates any longer. Just inhabiting that newly cushy, chemically-altered body, feeling how curvy and juicy she was, turned her on in its own way. Now having a lusty-looking, if still somewhat shy hyena rubbing her dick and getting ready to pin and mount her right there in that fancy kitchen, that was too much. Basti couldn't resist her body's urges, letting her arousal flow and drip, running ringers along the inside of her thighs as she got flooded with those new feminine sensations all at once. Just knowing she was about to find out how it felt to get her pussy fucked for the first time was enough to make her absolutely ache with need.

"Hee, there you go. Looks like we've already got an order for you, so I'm gonna have to make this quick, but I'm sure you'll still enjoy it! Um, meat! That's what I'm supposed to call you, I think."

Leaning her tall body over the counter, Meesha planted her hands on either side of Basti's shoulders and mounted her. That involved smothering her in that soft, chocolate-scented body, leaving Basti with nothing to do but sniff that thick fluff and make some muffled moans into that apple as she felt that shaft glossing over her tender folds. A few smooth rubs really made the bunny wet, made her whimper as she chomped that piece of fruit in her mouth and felt the sweet juices running down her throat. Meesha was gentle and all, but she was big, and that soon meant stretching those slick, squelching folds with her girth as she pushed deep inside Basti's body. She thought they were supposed to be prepping, not fucking, but she couldn't argue with how good that felt. Her transformed body felt so sensitive, so tender, tingling at every touch as Meesha buried those inches inside of her. The mess of lust flowing from between Basti's thighs ensured it was a smooth, slippery slide to penetrating her, leaving her with Meesha's warm breath huffing in her face as she sank balls-deep inside the bunny's pussy, stuffing her out and making her feel those twitches and trembles. It made Basti even more aroused to hear that moan escape the hyena, knowing just how much she was enjoying her.

"Ohhh ... gosh, wow. You're so tight. I don't usually get to ... unnmf! Let's get you all tenderized and seasoned, all nice like that," Meesha huffed, closing her eyes as she held herself balls-deep inside the bunny's body, holding herself there, just collecting her thoughts.

Basti just had to go right along with it all, unable to do a single thing but get herself ravaged. It started slow, just a gradual pull back leading to the hyena nearly popping free of that well-slicked sex. Then a smooth dive to the base again, and she was deep inside Basti once more. Those sample strokes were already enough to leave the bunny clenching, twitching, some inner muscles she never even knew she had working overtime to knead all around the hyena's member as she got mated there in the kitchen. Her looming fate was in the back of her mind the whole time, but for the moment, she could barely think of anything else other than how good it felt getting helplessly pumped, fucked right there on that counter, feeling her pussy stretching, her new breasts wobbling, jiggling with every firm slap of balls against her body. Meesha got a little firmer with each thrust, panted a little hotter, let a look of lust wash over her face, turning her shy smile into a delighted grin. She smooched the bunny on the cheek while she thumped between her thighs, only to give a little 'eep' as she seemed to realize something.

"Oops, oh right! Scary! Almost there, bunny ... then we'll get you ready for your predator!"

Her voice was steady at first, but it quickly broke into something more shaky as her sentence went on. Soon she was quivering, her big body shaking all over as she pressed herself down firm atop the bunny, squishing breasts to breasts, pinning Basti down all the harder. It was hardly necessary, but she appreciated the slight forcefulness. Meesha let herself get carried away, at least for those moments, bringing them both to climax with a series of deep, rapid thrusts that seemed to shake the entire kitchen. Basti heard pots rattling to blend in with the shlip-shlop of a hyena dick plunging in and out of her, making her tighter, hotter, brewing up a feeling unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Her whole body seemed to scream at once as pleasure flooded her veins. It was so much better than a male orgasm in so many ways, leaving her curling her toes, twitching her little cotton tail, and letting her eyes roll back slightly as she lost herself in the surging peak. It seemed to ignite every nerve in her body at once, making her legs twitch, her jaw clench, and finally, she squirted for that big soft hyena. That mess mixed well with the cum shooting up inside her, moments later, the rush of heat filling her to the brim as Meesha gushed some ropes inside the bunny's womb, leaving her overflowing, faint rivers of white trickling down the inside of those violet thighs. Meesha panted over the prey-to-be for a short while, but she quickly pulled herself out with a sudden schick that would have made Basti scream if her mouth wasn't occupied.

"Ahh - huff - there we go. You're so good, bunny! I almost wish I could keep you ... but we've got work to do. Step one!"

She barely even gave Basti the chance to recover. The bunny was still swimming in an afterglow that felt something like a religious experience, her body assaulting with feelings she'd never even imagined in her male form. But the sound of an electric razor buzzing to life certainly had a way of catching her attention. Meesha didn't hesitate. She offered no explanation or warning before she started shaving the bunny completely bare, leaving piles of purple fur fluttering to the floor. Soon Basti was inelegantly pink, naked all over, feeling the air passing over her exposed skin. There was heat coming from somewhere, but she couldn't turn her head enough to look. Then it was a matter of Meesha pouring some fragrant oils into her hands and starting to knead Basti all over. It was like a massage, working that savoury coating deep into her newly furless hide, followed by some salting and seasoning. The fresh-cracked black pepper coming down on her chest almost made her sneeze, leaving her wriggling there as she was turned over for even coating, bathing in tasty oil and glistening brightly beneath the kitchen lights. If that was the end of the prep, then things weren't too bad. That's when she heard the distinct ding ringing out through the kitchen.

"Just in time! Oven's ready!" Meesha cheerfully said, giving no weight to how threatening such a statement sounded to Basti.

There was time to squirm, but she hardly even managed to properly panic before she was up on a tray and heading towards that open chamber. The heat was wafting thickly out, washing over her face as she bit her lip a little too hard to brace herself for what she was certain was going to be a lot of pain. Her skin was crackling before she even fully entered the oven, casually shoved in by that oddly friendly hyena. The heat overwhelmed her, blazing all around her, dry and stifling. She could barely breathe. And yet, despite feeling terribly hot, she wasn't in any sort of pain. Whether it was just her body having mercy on her and numbing that out, or it was in fact some sort of special property to that oil hat got rubbed all over her, she was free to experience the process of being cooked alive without the screaming agony. At most, it tickled a bit. She could feel her bare skin hardening, browning in the heat, golden and crispy. The smell that rose up from her own body was enough to make her just a little hungry. Bunny or not, some part of her remembered that she used to be a fox, and would have found a roasted bun like herself absolutely delicious.

Minutes went by and she found herself growing a little dazed, though she never passed out or worse. Instead, she stayed conscious and aware all throughout the cooking process, even as her body grew dark and flavourful, sealing in the juices but not doing any internal damage. That must have been a very precise oven - either that, or the kitchen had some advanced concoctions of their own, able to make being cooked a painless process that kept the prey just barely able to squirm and move right up to being removed, fresh and steaming hot. Meesha placed Basti down on the counter to cool for a brief while, decorating her with slices of fruit and freshly chopped herbs. As if she needed to be any tastier. While she laid there, helpless, unable to move much at all, Basti couldn't help but recall some of her boss' previous dealings. When she thought about it really hard, hampered by how clouded her thoughts were right then, she managed to remember the name of a certain restaurant that had placed an order. Basti had been right there, assisting Leshana in developing a special substance for them, and now it seemed she was a victim of something she had a hand in creating.

Not only did Lesh deal with that restaurant, but she was a regular patron too. She sat in the dining room, sipping her drink and waiting for her meal. Basti had been taking so long to return that she gave up on waiting and stepped out to treat herself to a meal. It just so happened her chosen restaurant was having a special on bunnies that day. She never thought she'd cross paths with Basti in such a situation. That was just silly. If anything, she assumed her assistant had been snapped up in the prey club by some aggressive predator who simply couldn't resist her. Unfortunate, certainly, but she would have to confirm that for certain once she was nice and fed. She simply couldn't think of anything else when she was hungry, her belly rumbling insistently as she rocked a bit in her seat, watching those kitchen doors for the appearance of her order. Meesha passed Basti off to one of the waiters, and in he walked, carrying that roasted bun in two hands, raising her up high before Lesh. The kitsune was struggling not to drool as that smell hit her, wafting all the way across the entire dining room. She got plenty of jealous looks from other customers. Sure, they could get a bunny too, but they wanted that one.

"Well, aren't you just delectable," Lesh gushed as soon as she had that platter before her. "Mmf, I don't even know where to start."

Basti tried her best to squirm, to spit that apple out and start explaining what was happening. Maybe she didn't exactly look recognizable, with all her purple fur shaved off and her skin cooked to a delicious crisp, but surely Lesh would have recognized her voice, if nothing else. Besides, there were plenty of ways to convince her, plenty of things only the two of them could possibly know about. She just had to think of them, though thinking remained hard as ever. She felt the warmth of Lesh's breath upon her bare paws, making her toes twitch. That was about all she could do. Whether her muscles were cooked or just helpless, she couldn't do any struggling to slow the process. The sune opened up extra wide and enveloped Basti to the ankles in the slobbery embrace of her maw. She was really drooling ... and for a moment Basti found herself flattered that her boss would be so worked up to eat her. But the shocking sensation of a powerful gulp squeezing in around her was enough to bring her crashing back to reality. Lesh was eating her, swallowing her whole, aside from the nibbles squeezing in around those juicy calves. There was so much flavour to squeeze out of her after that cooking session, and it was enough to make the kitsune moan out loud as she indulged in her meal of fresh-cooked prey. Every second was another inch of Basti's body slurked down into the tight embrace of Lesh's gullet.

If there was no squirming away, then she was just going to have to use her words. Pushing her tongue against that apple wasn't working. She was so weak, so tired. She was just going to have to eat it, pressing down with those flat teeth to crunch her way through that fruit-gag, chomping off a bite and going for another. She was going to have to act fast. Lesh was already up to her thighs, squeezing them together as she worked her way up to that tasty bunny butt, kneading all the way along with her fangs. Those dug in pretty deep, making her meal extra juicy as she chewed upon the bunny all the way down. That meant there was a mix of fluids pouring down Lesh's chin, even onto her top, her breasts. Shame she wasn't wearing her lab coat. That would have protected her from the mess. Basti's focus wavered as she felt that wet tongue pushing between her thighs. She was already nicely fucked, and that meant there was plenty to taste there. Lesh spared nothing, wriggling and slurping, digging right inside to scoop some of that flavour right out as she kept the gulping going, sending Basti's paws splashing down into her waiting belly. Not much longer and she was going to start digesting her own lab assistant, without a single notion of who it really was.

As she slipped her way past that thick bunny booty and worked towards Basti's breasts, Lesh sat straight back in her chair, tilting her maw towards the sky to leave her meal descending into her as if free-falling. That lasted until those plump bunny tits slapped up against her lips, kissing the underside of her cleavage briefly before she reached up to take a firm squeeze of that sensitive bust to help shove and stuff it into her jaws. That was when Basti finally finished her task, eating that apple to the core and spitting it right out onto the table. She could barely even find her voice for several seconds, left sputtering and gasping as Lesh made those bun tits into a shapely bulge in her gullet, squishing down on them with those mighty swallows. Basti only had moments left, those teeth coming through the fur of her chest, then up to her shoulders, her neck. She sucked down a deep breath, trying not to choke in the heat of Lesh's breath puffing up around her face. Despite being in an oven mere minutes ago, somehow the inside of the kitsune's body was the hottest thing she'd ever felt.

"Wait! Wait, Lesh! I'm not ... I'm not really - it's me!" she shouted, though her voice was distinctly unrecognizable, much more feminine than the usual Basti. It might not have been enough.

Lesh paused in her swallowing, at least. That was good. Basti was right about to go on, to explain exactly what had happened, but she found herself silenced when the sune just reached one hand up, clamped it around her muzzle, and held her lips shut with a stern reminder.

"Food does not talk."

Her voice was muffled in her current position, but it was clear enough. It didn't matter what Basti had to say. Lesh had already made up her mind to devour her. And that was exactly what she did, finishing off the bunny with one more hefty ULLLP, swallowing around her face and keeping her muffled all the way down. Basti couldn't do anything but mmmf and fuss as she got sent down to the sune's stretching gut. The swelling outline of that tasty bunny stretched out over Lesh's lap, leaving her to sigh and fail to suppress a raucous belch that rang out all through the whole dining room. Nobody batted an eye at such a crude display. They were used to that kind of thing around there. All that was left was to pay her bill and slink back out the door while she started to digest that delicious bunny, thinking nothing of the possible resemblance to her missing assistant. It was far too late to consider anything like that. The glorps and glurrrns were already taking over, pressing in on Basti from all sides, slowly working her down to add to the kitsune's curves, one churn at a time. There was nothing she could do but faintly squirm, feeling those satisfied pats drumming down on her trapped body, tingling juices already flowing all over her, invading her, getting inside of her. Digestion wouldn't take long at all.

Lesh left to return to her lab, smacking her lips and sighing to herself at just how satisfying her meal had been. Every step was a little more of Basti digested, those details fading away, the bunny's added curves and shapes just adding to Lesh's figure, pound by pound. She softened and she flattened, smoothing over by the time the sune got to the predator market. There were all sorts of fine choices there, all sorts of delicious treats all lined up and ready for sale. Lesh of course wasn't thinking about food with her belly still so full, but it was always amusing to browse. She saw a few cuties that she absolutely had to get her maw around someday, if they were still around next time she was hungry. There were plenty of other predators around, many of them much larger than her, but of course she had nothing to worry about. She was a kitsune. Though she was getting some rather odd looks as she marched around the market, almost as if they thought she shouldn't be there. Her belly had flattened over by then, fully absorbing every last trace of Basti, but she was still obviously a predator. Or she had been. It wasn't until she passed by a store window and saw her own reflection that she realized what had happened.

"Oh ... oh dear," she whispered to herself when she saw the reflection of a shapely bunny girl in her own colours looking back at her. At first she thought it had to be someone on the other side, but no. That was her. She set to rationalizing how such a thing was possible. "How could this - did I spill some on my hands? No, I certainly sanitized before I left. That must mean ..."

She was right about to come to a terrible realization, but she cut that thought short to instead evacuate to the nearest alley. It was a convenient shortcut home, if a dark one. All she had to do was move fast and make sure nobody was following her, and she'd be alright. There was no cure, but surely she could concoct some sort of cure in the lab once she got there. Walking around as a luscious prey species in such a pred-heavy district was a recipe for disaster, and she still had so much work to be done! Getting digested wouldn't do at all. She was almost at the end of that alley before a shadow clouded her vision. Everything went black for a moment, or at least it seemed as much. She hadn't actually gone blind. Her vision was simply overwhelmed by the shadowy shade of the sleek-feathered predator who landed right in front of her, swooping down from above with a heavy, if still elegant thud. That ink-feathered gryphon stood on all fours, his bulk completely blocking the alleyway. There was no way past him but to possibly slip through his legs, a prospect that was already proving unlikely as the big bird's sheath dropped and started to fill out at the sight of her, those chemically-enhanced bunny curves drawing the golden eyes of the feral predator. Lesh had to wonder how long he'd been following her. Worse still, she knew him, and that meant she knew all about his particular appetites.

"Xavier! Wait, no, you don't understand! I'm not prey!"

The crow-headed gryph licked along his shiny beak, casting a gleaming gaze towards the former kitsune. His voice was as deep and seductively rich as ever.

"You're not? Now that is a very curious statement for such a fine, soft bunny as yourself to be making. Please do explain."

He sat down on his haunches, his partly-unfolded wings blocking any escape route. That also gave Lesh a very good look at his firming sheath, and those two extra-plump balls wobbling just beneath. How a feral like him got away with walking around like that all the time without being called indecent was beyond her, but that was far from her first consideration in the moment. There was still the market back behind her - but fleeing there just seemed a poor idea. Plus, as relaxed as he seemed, he was already within attack range. One wrong move, and he'd be upon her in an instant.

"It's not what you think! It's me, Lesh! You remember, don't you?"

The gryphon tipped his head at first, but amused realization spread over his face in moments, making his eyes glimmer and his beak arch into a devious smile.

"Ah, of course. A brilliant mind, for certain. It seems you've had a bit of a mixup at the lab, am I correct?"

"Yes! I don't know how it happened, but all I need to do is get back and I can see about creating something - "

He cut her off with a click of his beak, one so forceful that she stopped mid-sentence.

"Hmm. Most unfortunate indeed. But it seems as if you haven't actually provided an explanation as to why you are not, in fact, prey. It seems you currently are, in every sense, even if earlier today you were not."

He was still seated, but his whole demeanour changed. His muscles tensing, and he was leaning his head forward, his eyes fixating on her body with near-unblinking focus. The pounce was coming. She couldn't do much more but tense up in anticipation, just waiting for it. She wanted to say something, wanted to somehow make her case stronger, to convince him that she really wasn't for eating even if she looked exactly like someone who was, but all she ended up doing was shielding her face, as if she expected him to crush her when he finally struck. He was, at the very least, surprisingly gentle when he rushed forth and took her to the ground right there in that dark back alley, just minutes away from her own lab and safety. His scent overtook her in moments, leaving her swimming in the pheromones of the horny gryphon, knowing exactly what was about to happen next. Maybe he'd at least tire himself out and forget about his appetite - but knowing such an indulgent one like him, that wasn't likely.

She soon found herself scrambling there on the concrete, trying to kick and thrash and generally protest as much as possible. Her legs were a little stronger than usual, which made for some pretty solid blows against his underside, but she still knew she had no chance. He was a predator, and she was prey, or at least inhabiting the body of a prey species. She'd already tried reasoning with him, but he didn't care. Whether or not she was really a pred or not didn't matter to him when he had a juicy bunny to pin down and start stripping with some precise applications of his beak and talons. That was enough to make her hold still, not wanting to get sliced into with some errant movement. Xavier was at least very careful, taking his time in stripping off her clothing - though he didn't bother to preserve it. She wasn't going to need it anymore, which meant he was free to shred through all the fabric, yanking it off of her body to leave her naked and writhing there in that dark alley. Nobody else showed up to rescue her. Even if they did, they probably would have turned right around rather than risk getting between a gryphon and his prey.

"Xaaavier - you must listen! My work is incredibly important for all predators! You'll be denying -"

"Hush," he said, and he silenced her with the decisive plap of those great big gryphon nuts over her face. In an instant, she was completely smothered, immersed in his admittedly enticing scent, all warm and silky, making her close her eyes and just take a deep breath.

A little huff of pheromones was enough to pacify her, at least for the moment. She was of course squirming again once he started handling her, shoving her over onto her face with that cushy bunny butt pointing straight up. Xavier knew what he wanted, and he was not a gryphon of modest desires. He took whatever he wished, whenever he wished, and right that moment he wanted that fine, shapely bun booty. A thud of his cock against those cheeks set them to wobbling. Lesh couldn't help but notice how much thicker than normal they were, plush and soft, plenty cushioned. No wonder the big horny gryph wanted her. He shoved his hefty dick beneath her cotton tail and started grinding, pushing, spurting a truly excessive amount of precum over her rim as if he were already cumming on her. That served well to get her prepared for the proper mounting, her whole body pinned flat beneath the greedy gryph, humped and rubbed on and utterly violated, like he might treat any other prey. All she could do was yelp out as he spread her out and sank inside her, stuffing her, stretching her and filling her with pulsing gryphon dick until the lewd outline pushed out in her belly.

Lesh couldn't manage much in the way of protesting. Mostly she just grunted and gasped as those balls came down against her backside, spanking her hard enough to rattle her whole body, making her enhanced breasts wobble with every thunderous impact. He wasn't gentle, and yet somehow he refrained from hurting or straining her in the slightest. Maybe it was that little trace of gryphon magic he was rumoured to have. Maybe he was just good at fucking soft preythings, going for a steady drive into that bun butt once he found his pace. Lesh did her best to stay silent but for the fussing and panting, but it wasn't long before she was moaning. She couldn't help it. Even humping her rump like that, he knew where she was sensitive, knew how to stimulate her with that thick, knotted shaft. That bulge got thicker every moment he fucked her, thudding against her backside but never quite entering her, thudding against her rim again and again as he rolled his whole body with the process of rutting her. She shook and cried out in rising bliss, trying to bite her lip, trying to suck down those wails of pleasure so that she might deny him the satisfaction of knowing how good it felt. But she couldn't even do that.

Worse still, she could already hear his belly rumbling. It sounded nearly like a big cat's growl, all deep and resonant, seeming to even echo in that tight, dark alley. He was barely even visible in the lowering light but for his eyes, just a shadow there atop the soft bunny, claiming her with every pump and thrust. She tensed up, shivered, shook, and tried to fight down the rising eruption of delight inside her, but she couldn't deny it. That gryph cock felt incredible, and she simply had to let herself go over the edge, even if it meant that she was that much closer to getting devoured. Her body convulsed in all many of strange ways - perhaps some of them a side effect of that substance - and she quivered out a climax that saw her squirting there onto the concrete beneath her, clamping down around the bird's shaft, milking it, holding it inside her, nearly letting that fat knot inside. Instead, she just squeezed up against the base of it, working and kneading to bring the gryph to a peak of his own, getting a crow caw and a panther snarl alike out of him as his balls swelled up taut with the forceful orgasm churning up within those swollen nuts.

The gush of cum flooded Lesh's body with warmth, making her belly swell and stretch under the sheer weight of all that fresh gryph jizz getting pumped inside of her. She took it all beneath her twitching cotton tail, her body ravaged and exhausted, still trickling out the last remnants of a glowing orgasm as the big bird made his claim. He held himself inside her a little longer before pulling out with a juicy squelch, rolling back and letting the cum fountain out of her well-bred booty. She laid there in a bit of a puddle, hot cream pouring down between her thighs while she panted and even drooled. Refusing to look back at him, she just closed her eyes, acting as if not being able to see him meant he couldn't eat her. But he wasn't wasting his time. Turning her over, he breathed that hot, surprisingly sweet breath over her, a scent like he'd been snacking on some fresh herbs washing along her features. She slowly opened her eyes and found herself gazing into the slippery void of his open throat, his beak gaped wide before her face as he leaned in closer, closer, inching towards her, letting her get an extended look at the throat that longed for a soft, fluffy bunny girl inside it. Then he struck.

That sudden lunge enveloped her features from all sides, leaving her face rapidly gliding along his tongue until the tight grip of his gullet locked all around her. All she could do was 'mmf' about it, smothered in slimy insides, kneaded by those tugging, dragging inner muscles. They were strong enough they probably could have crushed her, but he settled for simply squishing all around her curvy body. A good squeeze of her breasts made her whimper, the sound echoing down inside of him, mixing in with those constant glurks as he gobbled her down. He hardly seemed in the mood to savour her. A toss of his head dragged her up off the street, sending her lower half flailing up towards the sky as he took her to the waist in his humid beak.

Cum dribbled down from beneath her fluffy little tail while he gulped, massaging her into the heated embrace of his body as she slipped down his bulging throat. The highlights of her shapely form pushed up beneath the ebony feathers of his neck. She was surrounded by the slippery, sloppy sounds of her own ingestion, getting devoured like all the many prey-things she'd eaten herself, finally finding out how it really felt. The karmic justice was lost on her when her senses were so overwhelmed by the heat of his hungering belly, her face slipping down into that chamber as he finished off his meal with a touch of his tongue to her soft paws, shoving them away and clicking his beak shut to fully seal her in the darkness.

An extended schlurrrp sealed her away in the chamber of the gryph's roasting gut, making his belly sag down and swing beneath him as he stretched himself out like a cat. A deep sigh and he licked along the edges of his beak. Reaching a front food down, he clutched at the rounded swell of his prey, squeezing in until Lesh could feel it while his belly walls gave her that possessive massage that meant she knew she was doomed. A heavy gwooorgle announce the start of that deadly digestive process, one that would process her to mush like any other prey, added to the great, greedy gryphon's body as he stepped out of the alley to spread his wings and take to the skies once more.

Lesh was left swinging back and forth in the gryph's gut as he soared up above the city, already churning her up, absorbing her bit by bit as she slowly transitioned back from bunny to kitsune right there in his stomach. Not that he noticed. If anything, that just meant he was in no danger of absorbing the effects of that concoction while he digested Lesh. She melted down and absorbed into his form, padding out his gut and haunches alike with every single messy glurrrn, simmering down and softening until she was nothing more than soup, draining into his intestines, glorped and gone like many meals before her. There was so much research left to be done, but her lab was left abandoned thanks to a little mixup by her assistant, the added pudge added to Lesh's form from digesting Basti simply serving to make the kitsune a little more satisfying for Xavier himself. Another day, another meal, and soon he'd move onto the next once she was fully absorbed, not caring in the slightest whether that indulgent had been technically against the laws of nature or not. Lesh had always considered those rules more like suggestions herself, and in an indirect way, she'd paid the price.