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This story is a Work in progress. Unless an independent party goes over my work and fixes my errors it will stay a work in progress.

Disclaimer: This story depicts characters in extreme acts of violence. Some people will be uncomfortable and if you are put off by extreme acts of vore then do not read this.

Note: This story also talks about the devouring of children.

Note 2: I let my anger go on one of my more hated organizations in this story, tell me if you can find it.

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Laying in the bed, an eleven foot tall female tiger lays in bed with her toy, a male fox of average height. With he covers up to her ample bust she yawns showing off her fangs and that she was tired, too tired to play as the fox tried to nudge her into accepting.

The tigress, would stand at eleven foot one inches, her frame was muscle-bound, her body fur was golden-orange, perfect and shined even in the dim light of her bedroom, her hair was blond and shoulder length and as her body fur shined as a product from her diet. She knew she was heavy but it didn't show due to her dense body as she weighed nine hundred and sixty pounds, a product of inheriting her mother's high density body mass. Her waist line was attractive to men, and even women, due to her hourglass figure, many said she had a Hartman hips and an ass to die for. She stretched, forcing the covers to shift under her and now the covers outlined her relaxed shaft between her legs. She was a hermaphrodite but identified herself as a female, even though she was a female her shaft was large even for her size, she was a proud fifteen inches and the girth was above average for her length.

The fox, was average, if not a little thin for his size, he stood at six feet flat and weighed in at 137 pounds. His fur was trimmed short and was well groomed. His body though on the thin side was in good condition. His golden brown fur didn't shine like his partner but showed that it was well maintained.

The small fox huffed as he looked at the analog clock on the wall, still barely visible in the dim light, he looked up at the female and said, "How? How can you eat sapients?" His question was genuine and he was curious.

She shifted under the covers and replied with a nonchalant tone, "I don't want to talk about it and you shouldn't ask." She shifted again, moving the small and light fox into a more comfortable position as she tried to fall asleep.

As she moved he took the opportunity to bounce up in order to look at his lover face to face and said, "I want to know, I NEED to know. Just tell me I promise I won't leave you. Rachel, tell me!" He stared into her blue eyes, eager to hear the answer.

Rachel relaxed and caved in as it was not the first time he asked, she took a deep breath, picked up the little fox, placing him on her chest and said, "Sam... it is surprisingly easy once you get used to it."

Sam let her move him into position, he listened with intent and replied, "How long did it take for you to get used to it?"

Rachel placed her hands behind her head and said, "My parents would bring home meals of sapients, already dead, they would chop them up and feed them to us. I've been eating sapients ever since I can remember... When I was a child I had qualms but after my first few meals that went away."

Sam tilted his head, interrupting Rachel and said, "How many people did you eat?"

Rachel smirked and asked, "How many slices of pizza did you eat, how many chicken legs did you eat? I've eaten thousands for certain, maybe even a million, I can say that for certain I don't bother to keep track."

Sam was shocked and could only stammer, "T-thousands!?"

She smiled and said, "I'm a big and strong girl. I got a big appetite. I eat every three to seven days."

Sam shivered and asked, "What is your choice in meals?"

Rachel tilted her head to the side and said, "People your size, six and a half feet is the max I can eat without having to chop up my meals or have leftovers. Obese prey taste funny so I won't eat them unless I have no choice."

Sam collected himself and said, "Do you ever feel... remorse?"

Rachel thought for a moment then said, "At first because I was breaking up families, then I started making my rules for the hunt."

Sam was surprised for a moment and said, "Rules!?"

Rachel continued, "No orphans, no broken families. If I target someone and they have a family, I kidnap the entire family and save them for later."

Sam was feeling upset but hid it as best he could and said, "You've eaten children and babies?" Rachel only replied with a nod. Sam continued, "Won't you get in trouble with the law?"

Rachel took a deep breath, watching the fox rise and fall with her chest and said, "Since the food shortage of 2055 and the legalization of sapient predation, actions that result in a predator getting a meal is all part of a hunt and exempt. I've broken into homes, kidnapped and raped men and women. I tend to eat children first, babies I chew up" she licked her lips and continued, "...their meat is the most tender."

Sam unconsciously shivered and said, "But why eat children?"

Rachel continued, "Because..." She paused for a moment, "Parents are important to children and foster care is much worse than being a meal. Better to eat them than let them into the system. Hundreds of children are put into the system as their parents are eaten. Some predators prey on children in the system ...adopting kids just to eat them. I rather work for my meals. Eating entire families prevents families from not guessing if their members are dead or alive."

Sam didn't say anything for a while and finally continued, "That sounds... merciful."

Rachel smirked and said, "It also ensures that I have food for when my appetite returns. The only bad part is that I have to feed my food."

Sam didn't wait as he was starting to get used to her cold nature on the subject and asked, "Where do you keep ...them."

Rachel replied, "In the basement, its one giant cell for my food. I don't let them know that they are meals until it's time to eat. It keeps my food from committing suicide, I like my meals alive."

Sam's composure was broken as she said her latest part, "You eat them Alive!?"

Rachel smirked, "The difference between fresh and dated meals is the difference between light and day. And living meals in my belly..." She patted her belly at the mention of it and continued, "A squirming meal going down my throat is unbelievably tasty and satisfying."

Sam shivered and said, "Why people?"

Rachel laughed and replied, "Partly because of the thrill, people are the most dangerous prey, and there is nothing more dangerous than a family protecting each other. Their meat doesn't taste much different from that store bought crap but it is much fresher, has a more Natural taste, I can play with them and people cheaper than the food I would need to survive. Think about it, why would I spend thousands of dollars on meat a month when I can buy cheap fruits and veggies for my food?"

Sam thought for a moment, "that makes a grim sort of sense."

Rachel was confused for a moment and said, "Why is it grim? Oh I get it, you prefer to not know where your meat comes from! I have a question for you. How sure are you that you haven't eaten 'someone' in your hamburgers?"

Sam thought for a moment then replied, "I-I would know."

Rachel smirked and said, "Are you sure. When I stopped eating people and went for that store crap, the only difference was that store junk tasted rotten. I quickly went back to eating people. If I let someone age or rot the taste would be indistinguishable. It is legal to eat 'people' for personal reasons, for commercial reasons it is not. But that does not stop a few from doing so."

Sam thought for a second and said, "What was your most dangerous meal?"

Rachel smirked and said with a bit of fondness, "A twelve year old human girl."

Sam was shocked and questioned, "You must be kidding!?"

Rachel chuckled then said, "It was when I first decided to hunt families. I broke into this family's home at midnight, I cut the power to the house, cut the land line and put up a signal jammer for cell phones. Picking the lock to the door took me a few minutes, it was one of my first but I got in. I muffled and tied up the parents as they slept, only to duck when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. If my head was at the same place a moment later my brains would have been all over the wall. The girl had a semi-auto shotgun," She then pointed to the wall where a shotgun was displayed as a trophy, "That one actually. I ducked behind her parents she carefully and slowly walked around the bed leaving a wide berth between the two of us. If I didn't throw her mother at her, knocking her off balance I would have died. I tied and muffled the girl, packed the three into my car, took my trophy and drove off before the cops arrived. When I got home I was still shaking, both in excitement and fear. I didn't know that the girl winged me with a few shots, I was able to dig the buckshot out and mend the wound. Thanks to the feast of the girl's parents I had that night I healed up nicely, not even a scar. When morning came around, and after I'd shitted out my previous meals I untied the girl, told her my intentions told her that she would be a special meal. Emily that was her name, I talked with Emily, after she was over the horror and shock of my intentions. For over an hour we talked then ate her alive, feeling the life in her slip away made her the most rewarding meal I ever ate."

Sam paused for a moment taking in everything she said, she said she ate children before but hearing a story about it terrified him, then he said, "Ever let someone go, or spit them out?"

She huffed and replied, "No and I don't intend to. If I target someone as a meal I intend to eat them."

Sam paused for a moment, afraid to ask the next question, "W-would you eat me?"

Rachel smirked and said, "If I have reason to eat you, your fare game."

Sam quickly gathered the courage to ask, "Are you hungry? Do you have a reason to e-eat me?"

Rachel looked confused at the little fox and continued, "I ate two days ago, we've been dating for four months now, I've fucked you, you've fucked me. I've had plenty of opportunity to eat you ...you're not food." She then mumbled under her breath, "...at least not yet." She continued, "Eating my lover makes it hard to spend time with them. You can't spend time with meat in your gut."

Sam started to relax again, after a moment he finally asked the question that has been on his mind for a while, "Since you eat people... and are going to eat someone in the future... C-can I watch?"

Rachel tilted her head and said, "It's not elegant, it's not beautiful. People scream, struggle, some lose control of their bodily functions. Once inside me they still struggle and scream and fight then slowly die. It's not something people like you can stomach to see."

Sam shivered for a moment, both in anticipation and fear then said, "I-I want to see, I want to watch it. What do I have to do?"

Rachel smirked and said, "Well... I doubt you have the stomach for it so you will have to bring the meal. Bring me a meal and I will eat it in front of you. Tell me do you want me to chew or swallow the meal whole?"

Sam thought for a moment, imagining both options then said, "Swallow whole. Chewing is... it's... messy."

Rachel smirked and said, "Chewing brings out the flavor! But I can understand how watching someone ripped, torn apart and eaten can be stomach turning. I find the treatment of the food you eat is deplorable and stomach turning."

Sam paused for a moment and said, "My food is dumb animals..." He was hushed with a finger over his lip as Rachel interrupted him.

With a deep breath that lifted Sam with the rise of her chest she spoke up, "Chickens are stuffed in cages that prevent them from moving, eggs are harvested from their hens, the hens are forced to lay eggs for at most a year then they are shipped off to be chicken nuggets because the cages burse their meat. Cows are treated the same way, they are forced to eat food that their bodies can't properly digest. All the animals are full of pesticides, toxins and who knows what. You people are squeamish when it comes to knowing where your food comes from, I on the other hand know exactly where my food comes from and like the idea of getting messy with my meals. I actually enjoy eating their organs and meat raw, I enjoy tasting their blood, ripping the flesh from their bones and sucking the marrow from their bones. I have prey, I Am a predator."

Sam started to look queasy as she spoke and contemplated going vegetarian, this only made Rachel smirk and she said, "Does the idea of actually knowing how you get food makes you ill? It's better to know how you get your food, it is better to not live in ignorance... Ignorance is not bliss, Ignorance is an excuse."

Sam paused for a moment then said, "Do you want me to eat People?"

Rachel laughed, even though her voice was feminine the size of her body made the laugh strong enough to shake Sam to the core, she laughed for a while then said, "You don't have what it takes to eat talking meat. No My guess right now you are thinking of being an herbivore as the thought of eating meat has gotten sickening."

Sam sat up, she was reading him again and he didn't like how the conversation was going, he did his best to put on a front and said, "N-No, That's not it."

Rachel placed a finger against his cheek and said, "That is a lie, you can't lie to me."

Sam gathered his thoughts and said, "So what won't you eat?"

Rachel thought for a moment, "Tigers... I think its cannibalism. I will eat other felines but only when hungry enough." The talk of food, the fact that she didn't have any meals in her cell at the moment and the fact that she planned on eating Sam at the end of their relationship started to excite Rachel's appetite. In addition as she played with many of her meals and she played with Sam numerous times in the past her shaft started to harden. It didn't help that as Sam sat on her chest, he was brushing against her body with each movement and she could smell his intentions even though he was visibly trying to hide them.

A part of Sam was getting excited at the conversation but he needed to know more as he asked, "How do you target your vic- ...meals"

Rachel smirked, "My Victims are chosen carefully. I've had a few brushes with death in collecting families but since I found my gold mine in information... It's better to show you." Reaching to the side of the bed she picked up a tablet, turning it on she pressed a few buttons and showed him the screen.

Sam chuckled as he read the screen, "The Brady campaign website!?"

Rachel nearly huffed and said, "After nearly getting my head blown off by a child protecting her family I thought to myself and start selecting my victims more carefully. Out of the hundreds of families I have collected from the Brady Campaign and their affiliates only a dozen or so put up any real resistance."

Sam thought for a second and said, "Your parents, they were sapient eaters to?"

Rachel smirked and said, "Dad was exclusive, like me. Mom was not. I took after my father more than my mom." She ended with a soft chuckle as Sam looked at her now tented shaft that was staining the sheets.

Sam looked at her member for a moment, fifteen inches long and just over four wide at its widest. He was a bit of a size queen and he can just barely fit her girth, he knows he will never take her full length. Sitting up he pulled the comforter down past her waist, taking in the scent of her lust and did his best to ignore it as he asked, "What were your parents like?"

She appeared a bit offended to the question and said, "My parents Are nice, as long as you're not a prey species. Dad will eat just about anything, Mom eats only prey species. Dad is a bit shorter than me, ten feet flat. Mom... she's a high density girl and just nine feet tall. They weigh nearly the same, well dad maybe a few pounds heavier only because he's taller. Mom's a nice girl, I hear she was put off by dad's eating habits at first but grew to like it. Dad was for a short time a professional body builder. Now days they are enjoying their retirement." Rachel looked at the tablet, pressing a few items on the screen she pulled up a family photo. Her father a large muscular tiger, short brown hair and holding up his wife. Her mom looked more normal of the two but her fur was golden-orange, blue eyes and blond hair adorned her head. Rachel was in the picture, hugging both with affection.

Sam looked at the picture and didn't say anything even though he wanted to.

Rachel took the tablet back and said, "This was a camping trip a few years back, I got video."

Sam watched as Rachel worked the tablet, he then he heard a woman's voice saying "Honey don't play with your food, that's rude. The side dishes will be done in a moment." He assumed it was her mom and Rachel turned the tablet back showing him the video. In the video Rachel was poking a tied up adult male rabbit, white fur, in good health and other than his bounds he was naked. Next to the rabbit was his wife and their four teenage children, each bound, gagged and naked except for the restraints.

The camera moved to Rachel's mother then panned out to show her parents kissing, Rachel gagged and said, "Act your ages, you're not kids anymore!" Rachel then grabbed the camera, carrying it over to the rabbits she pointed to them and said, "Say hi for the camera!" All they did was struggle against their restraints. Rachel moved the camera and said, "Are you sure you want this on camera Dad?" The male's voice replied almost excitedly, "Yes, why can't I get just one time when I have something to remind me of a nice quiet family dinner?" Rachel nearly laughed and said, "OK," as she put the camera down on a tripod with full view of the large pick nick table. Rachel's mom put a large salad bowl on the table, probably the rabbits food now being used as a side dish.

The camera recorded the three large tigers walk over and pick up their respective meals, Rachel moved quickly and grabbed the adult female rabbit, her father argued for a bit and she conceded, handing him the woman. Rachel then grabbed the male, picking him up with one arm, carrying him to the table only to nonchalantly drop him on the table. Rachel's mom picked up one of the female teenagers and said, "Rachel when are you going to settle down and get me some grand cubs?" Rachel gave her mom a frustrated look and said, "What do you want me to do, settle down with some guy ...or a girl, just so you can have grand-cubs to spoil rotten?"

As Rachel's mom sat down with her food a loud snap filled the air as she broke the rabbit's neck, a moment later with her bare hands and little effort on her part she tore the rabbit's head off and bit into the rabbit's skull, taking both bone and flesh with her bite, after swallowing the bite she said, "I would prefer a guy, a nice respectable guy, not a pervert like your Father!" Her father didn't answer as he was swallowing his rabbit whole, he was up to her bust and through his lips his tong was seen licking the woman's chest. A few moments later he swallowed more of the hare as only her hips and flailing legs were out of his muzzle.

Rachel's mom continued, "See how he plays with the women he eats!" Rachel held the adult male down with one arm and watched as her mom quickly ate the rabbit's severed skull bite by bite. After that she grabbed her fresh kill by the leg and ripped off the limb with as much ease as she tore the rabbit's head off. Dipping her bloodied hand into the salad bowl she grabbed a hand full of the salad, ate it followed by a large bite of the rabbit's leg that she just pulled off.

Rachel huffed and said, "Mom I've raped a few of my meals." Rachel's mom gave her a disbelieving look and replied, "So you say," she then took another bite of the leg and started to down the rabbit she chose bite by bite.

Rachel sighed and said, "I have no boy or girl friends that I take to bed. Playing with my meals is the next best thing when I'm lonely." Rachel's mom swallowed more of the rabbit's leg, her muzzle, chest and the table beneath her bloody from the dismembered victim, "but you do so out of biological necessity and don't exclusively rape females."

Rachel's face was turning a bit red from the conversation and she said, "So dad I hear you are on the neighborhood watch?" Rachel's father swallowed the rabbit's legs with a final gulp and for a moment a bulge was seen sliding down his neck. When the bulge disappeared he cleared his throat and said, "Yes. The neighborhood started going downhill recently. The neighborhood wants me and your mom to spearhead the cleanup."

Rachel licked her rabbit's face who was now panicking and vomited in his gag, she removed the gag, forced his mouth clean through his screams for help and swallowed his head as her mom added, "They want the biggest carnivores to scare off or scare straight the bad element." The bulge in Rachel's neck got bigger as she swallowed the rabbit's shoulders. After a few swallows she was salivating as the rabbit's belly slipped into her eager muzzle.

Rachel's father spoke up, "What your mother is not trying to hint is that they want us to eat a few of them in order to scare the others off. I'm all for the idea but your mother is not." Rachel swallowed hard, dragging her meal down to his flailing knees, she was slow in eating him letting gravity do most of the work as her parents talked.

Rachel's mom chided in, "Your father says he'd do both of our shares. He says one or two victims would scare the rest away, especially if he ate them on the streets."

Rachel swallowed the rabbits legs, his screams and struggles could still be herd, though now muffled through thick flesh. Rachel chuckled as her mom finished with the limbs of her meal and started working on the girl's torso. Rachel waited for a moment and said, "I think Mom's method is more intimidating than dads. Sure it is unnerving for prey to see someone get eaten alive but ripped apart by bare hands and eaten bit by bit... because that... does that." She pointed to the surviving rabbits, one was unconscious and the others vomited in their gags. Rachel stretched a bit in her seat and said, "Anyone wants seconds." Rachel's mother swallowed the last bit of her meal and nodded with her husband. Rachel then got up, shaking her distended belly for a second she walked to the rabbits, picking each up with little effort she returned to the table.

She placed the male in front of her father and the final two females both in her spot and her mother's spot, the female that was unconscious was lying in front of the elder woman as Rachel ungagged her meal in order to clean her mouth out then stuff it full of salad in order to stifle the screams. Rachel then stared down her father as he tried to trade meals with her. Rachel then said, "Here's a prime example." She splashed water on the unconscious's rabbit's head, forcing her to wake. The second she saw the tigress in front of her, covered in her sibling's blood and gore the rabbit fell back unconscious. Rachel then chided in, "Unconsciousness beats screams."

Rachel slowly opened her mouth and engulfed the rabbit's head. This time she did not swallow her meal whole but with a loud series of crunches bit the rabbit's head off and swallowed. Rachel then continued to bite and chew her latest victim until all that remained was a bloody stain on the table and her, her parents did the same. With the last of the rabbits only blood smears and bits of gore Rachel turned the tablet around, turned it off and replaced it on the side of the bed.

Sam shivered and said, "Your parents seem nice."

Rachel smirked and said, "Turned off by how much blood the body can hold? Like I said I do like to chew my meals. Mom's strong enough to rip someone limb from limb. It made it tough when she disapproved of my dates, they thought my dad was the one to worry about when my mom was just as strong... if not stronger."

Sam sighed and agreed then said, "Just how strong is she?"

Rachel thought for a moment, "Well... she's as strong as dad... I think. I never found out as it never came up. But I know she can tear a wolf in half... from the waist as she did it to settle an argument between me and pops."

Sam took a deep breath as the clock stroked past midnight and said, "Were those rabbits..."

Rachel chided in, "My catch. Like I said no orphans and no broken up families, that's my rule."

Sam shifted and said, "You seem pretty casual with your family?"

Rachel smirked and said, "Dad's a big kid sometimes. Mom's the mature and wise one, she thinks things through... sometimes too much."

Sam then looked back at Rachel's still hard shaft. He then climbed down her body and started to grind his ass against her hot member, finally he spoke up, "Since you want to... and we both don't have work tomorrow... Why not?"

Rachel grabbed his hips and said, "Go use the bathroom and lube up." Sam eagerly got up and went to the rest room as fast as he could, because Rachel was so big he had to make sure his bladder was empty as her thick shaft presses on it. Returning a few minutes later with lubricant dripping from his hands and tail-hole he mounted Rachel again, wrapping his hands around her shaft he spread the lube along her member. With her large shaft ready he took a deep breath as she laid back.

Sam grunted as he pressed his tail-hole against the tip of her cock, with a gasp he was impaled halfway along the giant member. Sam panted and said, "W-won't last long." Rachel purred and she knew this would be a quickie for both. Gripping Sam by his hips she started to piston him along her shaft, Rachel was careful with each thrust as she didn't want to hurt Sam, at least for now. Sam panted and gasped as the massive member slid in and out of his body, she was unbelievably hot and that only made his body react faster to her actions. Within a few minutes of being impaled Sam gasped and cried out in lust as his shaft erupted on Rachel's chest.

Sam relaxed in his afterglow expecting Rachel to be kind as he always came before she did, but when she slammed him down on her shaft it felt like his insides were being forced out of the way. The next thrust was as bad, if not worse, than the previous and he could smell his own blood in the air. Between the stabs of pain that Rachel's shaft was causing Sam managed to say, "Rachel what are you doing!?" She didn't bother to respond but her thrusts were becoming more intense, she was close and the warm wetness filling his bowls signaled her release. She impaled him one last time then released him.

With his body in pain Sam managed to say, between tears, "Why!?"

Rachel gave him a cold look and said, "I like to play with my food from time to time."

The blood ran out of Sam's face as she said the last part, he managed to say, "Y-you're kidding right?"

The impossibly loud rumble from her belly answered Sam, he then begged why.

Rachel sat up, grabbed Sam by the waist, licked her lips and said, "There are two kinds of meals I eat. The talking meat that I know nothing about and the people who I either open up to or they open up to me. People are more rewarding meals than talking meat. Besides I found a nice bi-tigress to play with, in my size, your usefulness has ended. Rachel started to open her mouth, the saliva dripping from her teeth and tongue told the story.

Sam tried to fight but Rachel was stronger than him, infinitely stronger. He wondered how long was she planning this, he wondered if it would hurt, he wondered a thousand things in the time it took Rachel to jam his head between her jaws. In all this time he was quiet, one of her rare quiet meals. She decided that she wouldn't prolong the inevitable and forced the fox down her throat, a process that would normally take up to minutes took seconds as his head was squeezed through her esophagus and into her stomach. Moments later Sam was crammed in her hot, humid, acid smelling stomach. Rachel then did what she considered a favor to Sam, who on the other hand saw it as the cruelest thing she could ever do, she swallowed mouthfuls of air.

Sam whimpered and said, "M-my family will be wondering about me!"

Rachel laid down pulled the covers up and replied, "Your parents and siblings were eaten by predators, you were only spared because they were not hungry. You were in the system since your sixteenth year at that time you got a job and emancipated yourself. Working your way through high school and college followed until you graduated with a bachelor degree." Rachel yawned, laid down under the covers and said, "Pleasing me was all you were good for, now feeding me is your task. I gave you a minute's worth of air. What you do with it is all up to you, I'm going to sleep, then tomorrow I'm going to shit you out and go on my sixth date with that tigress." Lying down she closed her eyes and ignored her meal's complaints.

Sam struggled and fought, he couldn't believe this, he was just a toy to her, something to amuse her with, he knew he was going to die in the back of his mind but he struggled and fought even as her stomach secreted its acids and enzymes on his fur and flesh. His panicked thoughts raced though his head for what felt like an eternity, he was starting to get sleepy, but forced himself to stay awake. Seconds later his eyes were too heavy to lift and they closed for the final time.

Waking up Rachel yawned and patted her round belly, a burp escaped her lips and tasted like fox, a taste she was eager to eat and now her body was demanding to get rid of. Not bothering to put on cloths she walked into the bathroom, sitting down on the toilet she said, "It's been fun Sam, your usefulness has come to a close."

Rachel aimed her shaft into the toilet and unleashed a torrent of hot piss into the bowl, followed by Sam's solid waste. She grunted as a large shit log started to slip from her tail-hole. She could feel Sam's processed remains slipping through her ass, whole prey was always more difficult to digest than peaces but in the end they all were the same. She then felt something that felt like cloth slide through but ignored it as she pushed, forcing the remains of Sam out of her body. With one final drop she looked into the toilet, wondering what the cloth was.

Amidst the urine and shit a pair of mostly digested and destroyed panties laid, the remains of her meal before Sam. Grabbing squares of toilet tissue she cleaned herself of her boy-toy, flushed and went into the shower.

She showered for a while, forgetting the time until she heard a familiar voice saying, "Rachel, I know I'm early but I found this dress that and something that would look good on you.

Rachel was drying off at the time, only wearing a town on her shoulders as she walked into the living room. This surprised her guess, a tigress standing nearly nine feet six, her fur was a bright orange, her hair light brown and her figure was more supermodel and she was wearing a light yellow dress. Rachel chuckled as her guest looked bashful in her presence and said, "You were bound to see me naked sooner or later Clair."

Clair turned away but returned her gaze as she took in Rachel's figure and was soon staring. Rachel didn't say anything as she walked over to Clair's bags and pick up the first dress on top. The dress was pink and frilly, something Rachel would never put on, it was not even in her size, but she put it against her body and said, "Are you sure?"

Clair burst out in laughter at the thought of Rachel's muscular body in the dress she picked out for herself. Clair then went to the bag, dug around for a second and produced a box, handing the box to Rachel who opened it and pulled out a black leather jacket. She immediately put it up against her chest and Clair responded with a smile. Rachel replied, "I have got to get you something nice."

Clair smiled and said, "No! My gift for getting rid of that jerk who was harassing me. By the way what did you say to him to make him leave me alone like that?"

Rachel thought back with a fond memory to the horse that was harassing Clair. Rachel played easy, luring the horse to her place then ate him, his struggles and screams didn't stop her as she bit into his warm and sweet flesh as he still breathed, in hind sight she thought she could have gotten a ride out of him as he was her size but he was quite the filling meal, no filling feast. Not sure about Clair's position on eating sapients she said, "It was less what I said and more on what I did. Don't worry he won't bother you again."

Clair breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thanks. So... you going to get dressed for our date?"

Rachel smirked and said, "You're the one that's early. Besides I like my body, it's well sculpted and magnificent." Rachel started to show off her muscles to Clair, who she knows liked Rachel's muscular physique.

Rachel stopped showing off and went to the kitchen to grab something to drink, Clair chided in and said, "Try not to spoil your appetite, the reservations I got are a bit expensive."

Rachel smirked and said, "Trust me I have a big appetite, it runs in the family." Thinking on when to ask Rachel questioned, "Eh Clair! I was wondering ...I have a friend who eats sapients. It doesn't bother me but what's your view?"

Clair shivered and said, "It's not something I could do ...eating thinking and talking beings." Rachel turned back to the fridge, replacing her beverage she walked back into the living room as Clair continued, much to Rachel's surprise, "...It's chilling. Why did you ask?"

Rachel could tell that there was something between Clair's words and somewhere Clair liked the idea. Rachel picked up the jacket, walking into her bedroom she said, "A friend of mine exclusively eats sapients. He's a nice guy, won't eat anyone he considers a friend or someone of his own species. He even shared a few meals with me." Placing the Jacket into the closet she turned around to see Clair in the doorway.

Clair looked around, "Bedroom huh..." Clair walked over to Rachel, hugging the larger woman Clair said, "I'm no dummy. I understand how some can eat sapients but it's not something that appeals to me. I know what your so called friend did for me, I know that jerk was eaten and I know you ate him. I... I don't want you to eat my friends."

Rachel placed a finger under Clair's chin and said, "You're not put off by me eating people?" Clair responded by shaking her head no.

Clair paused for a moment, looking into Rachel's eyes she said, "I may... Maybe I you could share a meal in the future, with me?"

Rachel hugged Clair and with a smile, "If you don't want to then you don't have to but... I'd like that." Clair shuffled a bit and Rachel could tell that she was blushing. With a sniff Rachel knew what Clair was thinking, what her body wanted.

Rachel whispered into Clair's ear, "Your scent... is asking for something inappropriate for..." A finger hushed Rachel's lips.

Clair pulled back, started to slip out of her dress and said, "It may be inappropriate but..." She paused for a moment, thinking and finally making her mind, "Where are the condoms?"

Rachel sat down on the edge of the bed, opening the dresser drawer she pulled out a roll of condoms, tearing one off she tossed it to Clair and said, "Your call. I'm just a horny man."

Clair caught the condom, Looking at Rachel for a moment she mounted the larger female, brushing against her body and said, "I've... this is something I want. Why do you have to be so Sexy?"