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Tromp tromp tromp. Tap tap tap.

That was odd. Mahiri wasn't expecting anyone at that hour, to say the least. It was past midnight, but the leopard was still up, lazing back in her place without a care in the world. Maybe she should have been worried, given she was fresh off a bit of successful thieving, but there was no way the law could have found her already. Besides, the kind of people she had stolen from didn't tend to settle things through legal means anyway. But there was no way they knew it was her. She didn't leave a trace.

After mentally dismissing any possible threat, she hauled herself up from a beanbag chair to actually see who it was. She liked what she saw through the peephole. Oh, someone knew her weakness, it seemed. Those stripes were immediately enticing, even through the distortion of the lens. She stepped back and threw open the door to get a better look at the visitor for herself, and she was immediately stricken by the absolute heft of that busty zebra waiting for her there.

Looking up, she found herself looking into the bright blue eyes of a sultry zebra who had her number before she even spoke a word. The shapely equine was dressed in something like a ringmistress' coat, hugged tight around her ample figure. She was otherwise bottomless but for a pair of black stockings that reached down to her hooves. That single garment couldn't conceal her curves, nor her assets. That bosom, and that impressive bulge - she had the leopard beat in every regard, and she smelled ever so pleasing. It was all the cat could do not to drool.

"Ohhh, well hello there," the leopardess deeply purr-rowled. "I don't remember ordering any stripes. But I hope you're here for me."

The zebra just reached forward and booped the leopard on the nose, leaving the cat snuffling. Then she put on a smirk that had Mahiri's heart fluttering. Just a little.

"If your name's Mahiri, I'm right where I need to be. You must be new around here. I wanted to welcome you to the neighbourhood. If you'll have me."

Clutching her coat, she teased with a slight glimpse of that impressively heavy cleavage. Mahiri had plenty fat tits herself, but that titanic pair absolutely stunned her. They were the size of their owner's head, leaving her shamelessly staring before she remembered to respond to the bearer of such a bust. She glanced back as if to confirm she wasn't busy, and then just gave a nod.

"For someone like you? Why yes. Yes I do have time."

She certainly wasn't going to look a gift zebra in the mouth. For as many questions as she might have had, she was content to imagine the simplest of possible explanations. The big equine wanted her, and that was that. She could already see the slight twitch of that absolutely massive bulge beneath the zebra's coat. Eyeing it with the utmost of curiosity, she slowly stepped back and with a swish of her tail. Then she tipped her head.

"Got a name, mysterious sexy stranger?"

"Call me ... Kalypso. Or Kaly is just fine for lazy cats."

Mahiri broke into a grin. "Ooh. She's a tease too. Well. We'll see how energetic I feel."

The zebra stepped inside with a slow sway of her hips. Exaggerated perhaps, but it looked so natural on someone with her figure. Kalypso shut the door with her ass and stepped towards the rosette-covered cat a little more, naturally backing that cat up across the floor.

"Have a seat," she urged. It was almost like a command. "Let's get this show started."

A little push to Mahiri's bust left her staggering. It wasn't that it was an especially firm touch. She just wasn't used to being handled like that. A big dicked leopardess like her tended to be in charge, but with Kaly, it was all different. And Mahiri had to admit she loved it. Her cock was already firming from its sheath just being spoken to like that by such a shapely prey animal. Finding her seat as before, she flopped back and splayed herself out so she could properly appreciate the work of a master.

That zebra moved like a stripper from the moment she entered. There was just a certain swagger to it. Mahiri knew well. She'd had plenty of lap dances. Usually she had to go to the club for those, but this one was home delivered. The urge to just whip out her dick and start stroking to the sight of those swaying stripes was a constant temptation, but she remained relatively modest for as long as she could. That light little thigh-length skirt wasn't going to keep her concealed for long. It barely did the job even when she wasn't horny.

Mahiri's eyes were absolutely glued on those stripey thighs as Kalypso ran her fingers down them, reaching under the hem of her coat to tease it open ever so slightly more. The leopard gazed at the gradually revealed cleavage on display, licking her lips. She already wanted to bury her face between those fat zebra tits, but she was a patient cat. Sort of. Her dick wasn't though, tenting her skirt up high, stretching those panties to a snapping point before she even got a good look at the impossibly sultry zebra's naked form.

Kalypso was a pro. She unveiled her curves little by little, one stripe at a time. Slowly shrugging off that coat, she let it fall from her outstretched arms to show off the absolute expanse of her bust, all confined in some lacy lingerie that truly left nothing to the imagination. It was all but translucent upon those glistening stripes, hugging to her ample shapes in such a way that made her even hotter than if she was naked. Two melon-sized zebra breasts topped off with shiny black nips drew Mahiri's attention, but perhaps even more impressive than those massive mounds was the completely bare bulge beneath the silky, clinging fabric.

That lingerie looked expensive, but it was getting all stretched out by the girth of those fat black nuts and sheath. Kalypso wasn't even hard yet, but the size of that thick, meaty sheath hinted at just how much she had on offer. Newly disrobed, she took her time to press her thighs together and run her hands up and down her hips, slowly swishing that paintbrush tail all the while. A lick of her lips, a gleam in those pretty blue eyes, and she slowly turned to give Mahiri a better look at everything she had on offer. Two stripe-covered, plump, yet taut cheeks wobbled slowly when she wiggled, leaving the leopard biting her lip at the sight of that absolutely gorgeous, enormous ass.

A slight bend of the zebra's knees let her bounce that butt in Mahiri's direction a few times. Then a firm smack really got the stripes jiggling. A few teasing half twerks was all she got for the moment. She worked her way up to things. When she turned again, her sheath had dropped, and so did the leopard's jaw. That thick treetrunk dick escaped from the lacy fabric with ease, flopping down to smack the inside of a thick thigh, swinging with Kalypso's mesmerizing motions from side to side. Maybe they were outright hypnotic, for all Mahiri knew. She was feeling more or less ready to do anything the zebra told her.

With a cupping palm beneath each of her lace-clad nuts, she lifted them and dropped them again, letting them jiggle for the leopardess as Mahiri launched into an irrepressible purr. She wasn't hiding those rumbles, nor could she remotely conceal just how hard Kaly was making her. The urge to just get over there and start doing things with that gorgeous, perfect body was a driving one, but she forced herself to stay where she was and watch the show for as long as she could bear it.

Such a show seemed to call for some music, but the relative silence let Mahiri pick up on every little sound instead. The slight huff of the zebra's growing arousal, the smooth sounds of fingers on fabric as Kaly moved to play with her huge, squishy tits, the swoosh of that swinging zebra tail, it was all a song of its own. The stripper moved to her own rhythm, slowly bouncing and bobbing up and down, side to side while she squeezed deeply into her bust until she made herself moan. That sound felt specifically formulated to absolutely melt Mahiri where she sat, bringing out those subtle rumbles until she was forcefully purring with lust, dripping for the zebra before even laying a finger on her.

One firm step of those hooves towards the horny cat made the leopard shudder. Another made her squirm. Kalypso cast an intensely flirty look down at the feline before her - perhaps even a dominant one. Her cock grew a little more while she stared down at her target. Mahiri's was already engorged, fully hardened to its impressive size, a strand of precum trickling down its length. But Kaly's was bigger. Of course it was, zebra that she was, but even so, Mahiri had to marvel at the sight of that juicy pitch black equine dick swelling and flaring out to full size without so much as a stroke. Seemed like Kaly liked what she saw just as much as Mahiri did.

"Hfff. Bring that booty over here already," Mahiri fussed, reaching out with a needy feline look.

"Do you really think you're ready for me, leo dear?"

There was something a little milfy about the way Kaly said that. Mahiri hadn't really bothered to guess how old her guest might have been, but the prospect of her being an older zebra-mom just made her hotter, in truth. That meant experience, and knowing exactly how to use that hefty bod of hers. That much was obvious when she settled down into the leopard's lap, absolutely enveloping the cat in warm, soft equine. Mahiri got herself buried in that bust at last while she wrapped her arms around those lingerie-clad stripes, freely groping while she smothered in ample, motherly curves.

Such a position got them effectively duelling with their dicks as they rubbed them together. A streak of juices smeared across that glossy zebra cock, and Kalypso responded with plenty of her own. That messy spurt of precum splashed on the underside of Mahiri's tits, soaking through her top. She could already feel some of that equine scent sinking into her. Usually, she was the one who left others smelling like her. But she knew just how sweaty equines got when things got wild. She wanted to lick the perspiration off those stripes. And she was going to get her wish.

Reaching down, she got a good handful of those asscheeks for some good, deep gropes. As hard as she squeezed, she couldn't even make Kalypso squirm. That zebra was used to getting her fine ass played with. Mahiri felt like she could have bounced a quarter off those fine cheeks while she kneaded deep into their taut, springy shapes. She got herself even more deeply smothered between those tits in the process, and it wasn't long before she couldn't resist the urge to lick anymore. Some nice hot equine boob sweat was as good as a gourmet meal for her, salty, savoury, and ever so sexy to slurp up with smooth strokes of her scratchy tongue.

"I thought you might be," Kalypso said, with no further explanation.

Mahiri gave an inquisitive mrah from between those great big pillows, and the zebra faintly chuckled.

"It's like I heard. That leopard: certified zebra slut. These things just have a way of getting around, you know?"

Mahiri had to do a little mental scan just to try to pinpoint how exactly such a thing might have got out. Who among those she knew was a total blabbermouth? Or maybe it was just some more teasing from that lap-grinding zebra. She didn't give anything more than a slightly deepened purr in response. It was conversational enough.

"That's what I thought," Kalypso mused. "Just what is it, hmm? Is it the stripes? Or maybe it's these big, fat, dripping dicks all ready to flare up and dump a few gallons of seed inside you?"

She demonstrated such endowment with a firm thrust forth. Grinding her cock right up against Mahiri's own let her assert herself, and her size. The leopardess was hung, but there was no matching a zebra's fat, glossy girth. It was almost completely smeared in the precum that trickled down over the edges of that expanded mushroom head, raining over Mahiri's own shaft to thoroughly coat them both in the potently scented juices. Sweltering in the zebra's scent and body heat, pinned beneath the weight of those curves, Mahiri really wasn't in any position to decide what happened next. She had complete trust in Kalypso's carnal expertise.

Her trust was well-placed, as was quickly demonstrated by the grasp of her hair that directed her where Kaly wanted her. It just so happened it was exactly where she wanted to go. She found herself smothered up against the smooth black flash of one of those fat zebra teats, smooching up on a perked nip. It didn't take her long before she latched on, suckling away without even needing to be told. She wanted to. Licking, nibbling, but mostly just putting on some firm, deep suction like she was trying to drain it dry, she murmured while she pleased the zebra who was busy grinding on her.

Those sucks brought out the first sign of pleasure from the big equine. It was just a small huff, but it was a confession of sorts. Kalypso was confident, but she knew what felt good, and she wasn't afraid to admit it. Mahiri was just going to have to work her spotty butt off to make that zebra outright moan. She raised her grip and massaged Kaly's back, working her way up along the dark stripes. In the process, she pulled the zebra all the closer, to ensure she was thoroughly smooshed in tit, getting her mouth fully around that nip as it formed from all the attention. No milk, but Mahiri wasn't disappointed. She was plenty content just slobbering all over that beautiful thing.

Kalypso snuck in a few deep slurps of that bright red hair while she was busy getting tended to by the eager cat. She leaned forth to test the leopard's strength and see if she could totally smother the feline in her bulky stripes. Mahiri remained mostly upright, jabbing her hips in response, teasing right back. They rubbed and stroked up and down each other's cocks until they'd managed to grind out an absolute mess of precum without anyone even getting close to orgasm. Those mostly clear juices drenched them from bellies to thighs, and everything in between. Their nuts were mutually coated. Mahiri's fur was matted, Kaly's stripes were glistening. There was so much to touch, so much to lick and admire, but the zebra didn't feel the need to seduce the big cat any longer. She had her all wrapped around her finger.

Standing up involved taking the leopardess right with her for a moment for how closely the two bodies were pressed together. She peeled the spotty cat from her front side and let her drop back down into that scrunchy chair, panting, drooling. Kalypso loomed above, grasping her cock in one hand, waving the other from side to side along with her slow, wave-like motions. She lightly hummed in lieu of moaning, squeezing just under the flare to bring out an audible splurt. Those musky juices rained down over the slathered leopard, who was starting to feel seriously strained and confined in her clothes. Especially with the sweat and pre soaking right through them to the point they were translucent.

"You're probably going to want to get all that off for what comes next," Kalypso calmly instructed.

Mahiri looked up with an arch of her brow, then grinned.

"What comes next, hmm? I didn't realize you had a plan."

"Perhaps. Perhaps not." Kalypso remained quietly confident. "When I look at you, I quickly understand what you need. And deserve. Right now, I know exactly where you need to be."

"And where's that?" Mahiri pushed her muzzle up towards the zebra, showing a little cockiness right back. Of course, that just put her all the close to that glistening, dripping cock throbbing near her face.

"Take that top off and I'll show you."

There was something almost dangerous about that offer. Mahiri took it to mean she hadn't yet convinced Kalypso that she could take everything a horny zebra wanted to give. A great underestimation, for certain. She popped the buttons of her top and peeled it from her wet fur, tossing it aside along with her bra a few moments later. Before she could get her skirt off, Kaly stepped forth, brushing that juicy dick along one of the cat's cheeks, smearing up those features in that persistent, inescapable equine musk.

"Just think, Mahiri. You can have this dick allll to yourself a while. You just have to show me what that gorgeous mouth can do."

The leopard wasn't sure she'd ever had her mouth complimented like that. The odd bit of flattery just motivated her all the more. Her skirt was completely inverted by then as her dick throbbed up against her bare middle, thoroughly dripping while she got glossed up with pre thanks to the smearing strokes of that flared tip against her whole face. Kalypso worked thoroughly to ensure the spotty slut was slathered good, painted and coated with the thickly dripping juices from that broad cockslit. She finished the sloppy application of natural makeup and pressed her tip up against the cat's lips, letting her wetly smooch against that ample flare.

"Now, if your reputation is correct, then you can absolutely fit the whole thing in your little muzzle. And deeper. You're a talented spotty cocksucker, aren't you?"

Despite the choice of words, there was nothing mocking about Kalypso's tone. She said it as if it was a thing to admire, a title worthy of a plaque. Of course it was. A smirk curled Mahiri's lip, and she leaned in to kiss that dick again.

"Now, I don't normally do this for complete strangers. But this is a tasty one ..." she murmured, almost purring too much to be understood.

"Good. I want to feel you. Those lips. That tongue. That throat. I bet you give some just gorgeous head."

Damn right she did. But Mahiri wasn't one for boasting. Well, not at that exact moment anyway. Instead, she stretched that jaw open wide and pushed her lips smoothly over the curves of that juicy cock. It was a stretch, and a bit of a strain, but she was more than up for the task. Nothing was going to stop her from sucking that zebra dick exactly as well as it deserved. Her first few small suckles were deep, reverent, worshipful. She was growing to absolutely adore that dick the longer it lingered on her tongue, even if servicing the zebra meant chugging down enough precum to get her a little drunk on it, or at least that was how she felt.

A little deeper, a little more, and soon she found herself bulging her own throat with the absolute heft of that enormous dick. She could feel a vein throbbing in her gullet. It was visible on the outside, pulsing beneath her creamy neck fur. Straightening out so that dick could fit straight down her throat, she lunged towards the base with a surge of ambition. Reality won out, halting her right around that fat medial ring. She had to stretch her jaws just a little more to get her mouth around that, but she absolutely wasn't letting that zebra leave unsatisfied. If she wanted Mahiri, she was going to get Mahiri.

Slowly schlurking her way back, she took a gasping breath, drooling on herself before diving straight down on that dick once more. Another inch, another glurk of her throat, and she moved faster, sucked harder, soaked that cock in her spit while her flavour basted her every sense, or so it felt. Her eyes might have been slightly watering, her arms might have been trembling a little, but her cock was hard and that dick tasted too damn good to stop sucking. She got a little deeper every time she lunged forth on her hands and knees, as if she was trying to pounce that zebra meat right down her throat.

"Ohh. You are good at this," Kalypso quietly observed. "I don't say that often, you know."

A little blush warmed Mahiri's cheeks while she gave those tit-jiggling thrusts towards the zebra's crotch. She controlled the pace for a while as Kaly simply posed, hands on her hips, looking ever so elegant while she got her dick gulleted by the leopardess. Eventually though, she couldn't keep her hands to herself. First, she just curled her fingers through Mahiri's hair, but she found a handle soon enough. A firm grip, a harsh tug, and she showed some dominance with more than her presence alone. With her other hand on the back of the feline's head, she made sure that cat sucked her off just how she wanted it.

"You'll have to forgive me for getting a little rough," came the zebra's voice, a little extra seduction in each syllable. It was hypnotic. "Whenever I see a kitty like you, I am just filled with urges. I'm sure you can handle me at my worst."

Kalypso knew just how to inspire her. Mahiri was never one to back down from such a blatant challenge. Even if she was getting a little light-headed. She'd be fine. Swallowing that dick, she got closer and closer to the base until she finally managed to smooch up against that sweaty crotch as Kaly gave a firm thrust forth between the cat's lips. The zebra snorted, stomped a hoof, and finally let out a slight bray while her dick throbbed hard within the spotty feline, fully sheathed in that gullet, bulging her throat, her bust, even her belly. Mahiri was fully impaled on that dick, mouth gaping, drool dripping down in long, stretching strands, mixed with all the pre overflowing from her mouth. Kaly twitched as if she was about to blow, only to withdraw at last, allowing the leopard to sigh out and gasp a few times with a spurting flare nestled on her tongue.

"Hold on, now. I'm going to go a little harder," Kalypso coaxed.

She wasn't kidding. A gruff breath, a swish of that paintbrush, and she showed off the power of those mighty, massive hips. Bucking, lunging, fucking that kitty face, she got louder and louder while the schlick of wet equine dick plunging that leopard's throat echoed out as things got sloppier with every thrust. She used her entire cock to rut the cat's throat, going from tip all the way down to the base, slapping Mahiri's chin with her fat, sweaty nuts. The perspiration was pouring off her by then as she exerted herself, puffing, snorting, sometimes moaning, sometimes barking in that uniquely zebra way. Her flat got fatter, her nuts got tighter, and through it all, she maintained her grip on that kitty like she suspected Mahiri to try to escape at any moment.

Mahiri certainly wasn't going anywhere. She was too weak to think about it, really. Her mind was blank, thoughts silenced by every sniff of concentrated zebra in her sweat-logged nostrils. Her arms were all but dangling beneath her, but Kalypso supported her weight just fine, yanking her back and forth like a spotty cocksleeve. At least until a particularly firm twitch shuddered through her body hard enough to make her booty jiggle. Then she brayed, grunted, and threw her weight forward. Stepping one hoof up on that chair, she trapped the leopardess right at the base of her shaft, making her choke on that dick while it pulsed and swelled in her throat, veins bulging with the taut pressure passing through it. That zebra was primed to blow.

The spotty cat wasn't even sucking by the time Kalypso finished inside her. She was yanking Mahiri back and forth on the base of her dick, smacking that muzzle against her sweaty crotch over and over, slapping her with those plump balls while they pumped and flexed towards her body with the power of that impending orgasm. A toss of her head and that soft mane of hair, and finally she flared to the fullest, nearly taking the leopard right up into the air, suspended on that tentpole of a throbbing cock. Pump, flex, snort - and finally she erupted with all the force of a pent-up zebra who seemingly hadn't jizzed in days.

Mahiri was a passive vessel for all that cum before it swiftly overfilled her and spilled forth from her lips and nose. It wasn't a perfect seal, letting her drool plenty of it back down her bare tits while the zebra plastered her innards in the thick, musky stuff. The force of that cumshot nearly blew her right off that dick. She slipped back once Kalypso let her, the zebra pulling on her so as not to overfill her. A gut full of a whole zebra load wasn't going to leave her very mobile, Instead, she just used that cat as a spotty little jizzrag, hosing her down once she yanked out from that well-rutted gullet. Mahiri all but vanished beneath the torrent of cream.

The leopardess was there a moment ago. After getting hit by that blast, she buckled back, left sprawled out while she vanished beneath the blanket of pure cream steaming over her mostly naked body. She couldn't move. Not when that high-pressure cumshot was splattering her that hard. Or maybe she just didn't want to. Kalypso jizzed on every single inch, her every single detail, leaving her looking like a blank slate that smelled of zebra spunk. Only when the creamy assault slowed did Mahiri bother to raise her head, peeling it up from the flood to gaze at herself.

Her dick twitched up from the mess of pure white like a snorkel while she coughed and hacked up some excess cum. Plenty of it was in her belly, but most of it was all over her. That zebra just shot enough to drown someone. Mahiri was lucky she could still breathe, really. She huffed hot steamy breaths while she basked in the bath of equine scent, feeling it sinking into her, marking her, overwriting her own with that potent, raunchy goodness. Licking her lips profusely, she got another good taste, though it was hardly necessary. That flavour wasn't leaving her senses anytime soon.

Getting up sent rivers of the stuff pouring down her, puddling at her feet as she shakily rose to stand before the zebra. Kalypso didn't let her get that far. She'd been all seduction until she started facefucking the leopard, but Mahiri could tell she had a rough side. And she might have normally put up more of a fight, but she was still trying to remember what her name was after that deep-pounding throat-rut. The best she could do was squirm a little as the zebra took her down like she was under arrest.

Pulling both of Mahiri's arms behind her back, Kaly took her down with a hoof carefully but firmly applied to the back of a knee. It was a trained kind of thing. Seemed the big busty stripey had been in a few fights in her day. Mahiri was still rumbling, albeit more weakly than before when she got shoved down flat on her own floor, sprawled out and pinned by the thicker, heftier zebra. Though once she'd seduced the cat, Kalypso was kind enough to reach over for a few nearby throw pillows sitting on the couch and scoosh it under Mahiri's squished curves. Comfort was important after all, even before a good rut.

"You look so good all covered in my cum, slut cat," came Kaly's voice, and it almost didn't sound like her at first.

There was something harsher, something more dominant about it. She wasn't flirting anymore. She was fucking. A nip on one of the leopard's ears said as much. Feisty prey animal, Mahiri found herself thinking. Though she didn't say it out loud.

"But now," the zebra went on, "I'm going to put you in your place. You're not fast enough to get away from me. I'm going to fill your ass with zebra spunk, just like you pretty kitties deserve."

As far as Mahiri could tell, Kalypso had never softened, even after hosing out all that jizz. She didn't need a rest. Well, neither did the leopardess, or she was convinced as much anyway. A twitch of her tail was meant to lift it, but the zebra grabbed it before she even could. A yank pulled it taut to the root, producing a little mewl from Mahiri's lips. There was no helping those noises when she was getting slapped with a fat dick. The zebra rubbed on those cheeks some before she found the leopard's scruff, biting her blunt teeth onto that loose skin and locking on tight to trap the cat's instincts in mating mode. A good chomp on that specific spot and Mahiri was just a horny bitch in heat looking to get bred by her local well-hung equine, just like in the wild days. Or something like that.

Mahiri certainly wasn't the first cat Kalypso had ever fucked. She had a way of handling felines that kept them utterly subdued, completely submitting to them. Her scent was irresistible. Her cock was shaped just right to jam and prod at that taut backdoor and start spreading it out, lubed up by the excess juices still clinging to it by that last fuck. She bit a little harder, snorting near Mahiri's ear while she dug her dick deep into that spotty rump, spreading the leopard out with no further warning. A huffing, puffing beast, Kalypso breathed pure steam over the spunk-soaked rag of a cat beneath her, burying her cock between those fine cheeks until she made the kitty mewl.

A leopard of course had all the vocal range of a big cat, and she put it to use. She rumbled, she snarled, she even seemed to bellow out something close to a roar now and then while she got that tender prostate hammered numb by the pounding plunge of thick zebra dick stuffing her backside. That spotty booty got plapped senseless by those huge, swinging nuts once Kalypso really snugly sheathed herself all the way to the hilt of her fat dick inside that fine rump. That was when she really got going, rutting her leopard toy even harder than before. Those soft, squishy curves hid an overall athletic figure that was as strong as it was enduring. As much as the zebra might have puffed over her partner, she didn't stop, didn't slow for a second once she achieved the perfect cat-destroying pace, slamming herself in deep only to draw back almost all the way, leaving all but that fat, flared head inside the feline in preparation for another devastating thump on that butt.

Kalypso fucked her so hard Mahiri swore she could taste it. That cock jammed her full, driving all the way in to leave her belly bulging with the excess size of it, only to yank back and leave her feeling that great void within her. She hungered for more. Bumping and grinding back at the zebra, she made sure to show she wasn't completely down and out, she wasn't passive in the exchange of pleasure. Even if getting her pleasure button repeatedly pressed by a fat zebra cock made her want to just fall flat on her face and drool on the floor while she came all over those pretty pillows. Damn, those were the good ones too, and she was going to make such a mess of them.

Crying out with feline bliss every single time the zebra spanked her with another plapping thrust, Mahiri found herself nearly hyperventilating once Kalypso accelerated into shorter and shorter strokes. Rather than the full, hip-swinging lunges that ended in a juicy, satisfying clap of those cheeks, she moved on to a much faster, shorter, rapid-fire pap pap pap that kept her dick mostly inside the nicely stretched leopardess. Mahiri tried to keep contributing, tried to keep that booty raised, but she ended up flattened, clutching those pillows, biting one of them just to keep from screaming with pleasure while her cock trebled up against her bulging belly. A short while beneath the sweating, snorting zebra fucking her ass, and the leopard was ready to blow, totally hands free.

It was all she could do not to outright scream while her dick twitched and spasmed beneath her. Then there came that first splurt, and another, another. She splashed the contents of her fat nuts all over herself while Kalypso buried herself fully in the big cat's butt and gave one more deep, hard pump. A rolling bray announced her finish in the squirmy feline, throbbing madly until she burst another enormous cumshot straight into that spotty backside. Mahiri sloshed with the excess that she could possibly hold, drooling, rumbling, and most of all absolutely painting herself down in everything she could possibly milk out from her tightly clenching balls while she got shot full of zebra spunk all over again.

A steady waterfall down her taint became more of a fountain once she overflowed. She swore some of that jizz hit the ceiling for how hard it gushed from her rattled body. Mahiri tried to crawl forward a little just to get out of the puddle of her own cum once she finally stopped unloading, but Kaly kept her in place. The zebra pinned her down, squished her with those tits, and humped her a few more times just to get that sloppy, satisfying schlurk of sliding a cock in and out of a spunk-packed hole. She didn't pull out, nor did she soften, simply resting her dick inside the creamed, dazed kitty for a while.

"You're a good fuck, Mahiri," Kalypso softly said, licking the back of the cat's head. "I bet you'd look good on stage with me with an ass like that. Might have to take you along for my next show."

Some part of Mahiri liked the thought of that. She had an ass worth shaking at a cheering crowd. Would probably earn some good tips, too. It took a while for her to catch her breath, huffing and drooling away while Kaly gave her some small, teasing humps, still fully hard inside her. Finally, she managed to purr a response.

"You're pretty strong for a stripper. Makes sense though. Nobody else could move those hips like that. Where do you shake those stripes, hmm?"

"Oh, a little Oasis, not far from here," the zebra said, and Mahiri's ears perked at the name.

That was a familiar one. It was one of the many clubs and establishments owned by the very same big boss she'd just stolen from. She quickly concealed her reaction. Didn't need the zebra blabbing about such suspicions to her employer. Mahiri wasn't worried though. If she was in some sort of trouble, she was pretty sure they weren't going to send a smoking hot stripper to do the dirty work. Maybe some wet work, so to speak.

"Ah, heard of the place, I think," Mahiri simply said, devoid of her usual flirtiness.

"Mm. I'll bet you have. Now come here, spotty butt. I'm not nearly done with you yet."

Mahiri knew how much zebras could cum, but they were usually one and done, in her experience. She huffed out as she felt those arms around her chest, hefting her up from the floor to carry her, still impaled on that cock. Kalypso didn't show a single sign of softening, even as her excess cum poured down from those cheeks, trailing across the floor as she carried the cat over to that same seat. This time, it was Mahiri's turn to give a lap dance of sorts. Which involved bouncing on top of the zebra's thighs with a cum-slick cock shoved deeply between her cheeks.

"I could fuck you all night long, kitty," the zebra lightly teased. "You truly have a gorgeous ass. Wish I could keep it all to myself."

"Hff ... afraid it's mine," Mahiri managed to tease back between her groans, her grunts, her occasional shrieks or mewls of absolute pleasure. "You can borrow it though."

"I'm going to pump you full of cum you start drooling it," came a deeper, huskier tone of Kaly's voice. "More than you are already, that is."

"Let's - hrrrf - let's see what you've got."

It wasn't entirely clear even to Mahiri why she felt the need to spur on someone who'd already given her a good wrecking. She simply couldn't suppress that competitive urge, even while she was getting dicked senseless by an exceptionally hung zebra babe. It wouldn't do to let Kalypso know she'd beaten her, after all. Mahiri fucked and got fucked like that all the time, and she never fully submitted. To prove that point, she lifted her spotty ass up and got it bouncing up and down on that cock while Kaly pulled her down towards her glistening, soaked nuts to make for some squishing, suckling, slurping thumps all over again.

They made such a mess together, with jizz pouring down their forms, and getting squelched out of the leopard's rump with every bounce. The whole living room was painted and soaking in the stuff by then. Mahiri was going to need to do some washing up just to get the scent of sex out of her place, but she didn't mind one bit. That flare massaged her insides in the perfect way, and she simply had to keep driving down on it, no matter how likely it seemed to get her absolutely sloshed, absolutely ruined with the sheer amount of spunk she was milking out of that overproductive cock.

All the while, Kaly wrapped her fingers around the leopard's own shaft, lightly toying with it while fucked the cat. She wasn't jerking Mahiri off, but simply teasing her, stimulating her with some precise touches that ensured the feline was trembling with sheer lust, dripping, spurting some more pre to add to the hot mess of her surroundings. The main event was in those grinding, humping, plowing thrusts though. Kalypso might not have managed to put as much power behind her mating strokes while seated, but she still spanked those spots good, jiggling those fine cheeks hard while they slapped down hard on some striped thighs.

"Mmmmm. So tight. Hugging me all nice and warmly like that," Kaly commented as she kneaded the fingers of one hand deep into one of Mahiri's asscheeks. "You're such a floodable kitty."

Mahiri just purred in response. "I can take ... whatever you can give."

She even managed to speak mostly steadily, but for sucking in a breath mid-sentence. Her demeanour got more and more shaken once Kaly wrapped her arms beneath the leopard's thighs, lifting those legs straight up so she could fuck even deeper, could stuff even more of that pulsing zebra meat between those plump cheeks, grinding her nuts on that taut, stretched hole. A snort, a bray, and another feisty nip of those flat teeth kept Mahiri squirming while she got pulled up and down that glistening monolith, slipping and sliding in the mess of all the cum Kalypso had already shot inside her.

Squirting, splashing, spanking, the two of them fell into a rough, feral rhythm before long. There was no more time for teasing, and the zebra wasn't slowing down for anything. She slammed the leopardess without mercy, without pause, pulling that cat over those bulging veins, that firm medial ring, all the way down to the wide base so she could slap against those truly gigantic nuts once more. All The while, she nibbled up along the side of Mahiri's neck, sometimes even chomped her, gripping her tight, folding her in half, driving that cock so deep the bulge was visible up near the spotty kitty's tits. That visible outline showed a clear picture of that flexing flare as it expanded even bigger in the moments before another catastrophic cumshot to dominate her insides.

Before she fully finished inside the leopard again, Kaly pulled back with an extended schlurrrrrp, leaving herself half buried inside the cat. Mahiri was ever so close, clenching down, milking at that dick, wanting absolutely everything the zebra could offer. No matter how much. She was ready for it. Or she told herself as much. A hot jet of her own spunk preceded the explosion. Mahiri jizzed hard, locking her teeth together in what was supposed to be a snarl, but came out more like a meow, like she was a common housecat. Those sounds didn't matter for long anyway once the noisy equine cumshot began.

Splurching that cat full, Kalypso tested Mahiri's capacity, and quickly found the leopard at her limit. Her promise was swiftly delivered on. Mahiri gurgled, gargling the cum that welled all the way up to her throat, and then just let it all pour down her chin as it splashed from her gaping jaws. The force of the zebra's pumping seed worked all the way through the cat's body, sloshing her gut, blowing back and splashing into Kalypso's lap, gushing, flooding, drenching everything in the room along with the both of them. They were coated, layered, slathered, sweating in the heat of that delicious, sloppy friction, soaking in each other's warm, pervasive musk. The zebra's was richer.

There wasn't even all that much inside by the time Kalypso was done cumming inside the cat. Most of it had squirted out of Mahiri, one way or another. For at least a few moments, the leopard was left sitting there, twitching a little, her eyes rolled back, her tongue hanging down limply from her open mouth as yet more jizz dribbled from her lips. Then she gave a sudden gasp back to awareness, jolting her head up from where it had drooped down in her temporary daze. Broken, but only for a moment.

That was all Kalypso was going to get out of her while the zebra slowly lifted the cock-stuffed cat up and off that shaft at last. Mahiri almost wondered if there might be a third round, even as cum dripped from her ceiling and plastered almost every single piece of furniture in that cozy living room. Once she finally popped off that blunt tip, she slipped down from Kalypso's grasp, pouring like a living liquid until she was comfortably seated between the zebra's thighs, her head resting against the fat balls that had left bruises on her butt.

"Not - ackh," Mahiri began, only to be interrupted by a messy cough that left her drooling yet more zebra jizz. She was determined to finish. "Not bad."

She said it as if her body wasn't trembling with the absolute power of that afterglow while she soaked in that raunchy zebra musk that had her mind absolutely melting. But she wasn't going to admit how much she enjoyed that. She didn't need to, anyway. The rope of her own cum stretching from the chair all the way back to the front door said enough.

"I am good at what I do. That's why they send me for the tricky ones, you know."

"And what does that mean?"

Looking back involved getting a faceful of zebra cock. Kalypso still hadn't softened. The zebra softly wiped some of the cum off her tits as she spoke in a cool, focused tone.

"Mmhmm. The boss told me to show you a good time. Of course, I knew what she meant. Naughty kitty, aren't you?"

"Naughty? Maybe."

Mahiri found herself slightly concerned about the direction of the conversation, but it was easy to pass such things off as paranoia when she was sloppy-drunk on the scent of zebra dick and jizz alike. Besides, as much as Kalypso exuded confidence, her aura was purely non-threatening. Soft, seductive, but never dangerous. Rather than concern herself with any sort of coherent inner monologue, she projected a purr that the zebra was sure to feel in her balls. Kaly gave a soft chuckle.

"Oh, don't worry. It's not like she can see you right this very moment. Now. Stay right there. I want to show you something special."

The leopard's head flopped back onto the cushy chair as the zebra stood. Kalypso seemed to ponder for a while. She made a show of it, slowly rubbing her chin, then tapping a finger on her lower lip. One of her hands remained wrapped around the base of her cock the whole time, softly stroking and squeezing. It hardly needed the support, for how hard it still was. Whatever the zebra happened to be considering, it kept her excited, even after all she'd given to the leopard - and their surroundings.

Finally, a devious smirk appeared on the striped equine's features, and she perked up from her thoughtful state. Her voice was low and enticing.

"I know exactly where I need to put you."

---

She didn't offer any further explanation. It was time to smother the leopardess again, firstly in her tits, all sweaty and soaked in the juices of their coupling. She wiggled back and forth, bapping Mahiri's muzzle between them a few times, squishing her head when she hugged around the big cat's shoulders. That was plenty of fun, but she quickly got to her goal after a little teasing. A little jab of her hips, and the zebra shifted atop the feline, sitting on her middle so she could push the flare of that huge equine cock right into the feline's face.

"You should be more careful about who you rob, silly leopard," the zebra said, her tone so soft and casual that Mahiri didn't even immediately pick up on the threat. "They might just send someone to churn you."

It was too late to react. No matter how fast and nimble the cat might have been, once Kalypso gave a good hard shove on the back of her prey's head and wedged that muzzle into the slippery, musk-packed cockslit before her, the deal was as good as sealed. Of course, Mahiri pulled back with an mmf, both shocked and amused by the turn of events. So the zebra thought herself a predator, did she? A smooth, seductive prey animal was going to try to eat a predator like her? Mahiri was going to teach her a lesson. Just as soon as she squirmed free.

Wriggling just seemed to excite Kalypso all the more. Her cock clamped down on Mahiri's face and gave a hungry schlurrp as it sucked her inwards with those tight clenches. From her muzzle, to her whole head, Mahiri was very much stuck there getting clamped on, squeezed and kneaded by those sloppy cock-gulps. She got her hands around it and tried to pull herself back, feeling the veins pumping and pounding with lust in her grip. In response, the zebra grabbed her by the arms and gave a harsh thrust forward, enveloping the leopard right down to the chest in one single, messy shove.

Those feline tits made for a glossy bulge in all that zebra meat while Kalypso focused solely on gulping her down. She fucked that spotty cat into her dick with those swinging stripey hips, enveloping her to the waist, then squishing on that thick ass and dick alike in the process of thrusting her shaft towards the ceiling. Some frantic two-handed jerking had her towering spire trembling, twitching, flexing hard around the confined curves trapped beneath the cum-smeared skin of her fat black dick. Those paws certainly could wave around, that leopard tail could lash as much as Mahiri liked, but absolutely nothing slowed her descent into the zebra's juicy nuts.

One more good, heavy gulp was enough to do it, enough to imprison Mahiri within the overpoweringly musk-drenched spunk-chamber that quickly hugged around her body from all sides as she arrived. The cat coughed and sputtered as she got soaked in the cream that still hadn't been milked out of those tanks. It was thick enough to almost glue her in place, weighing her down as it stuck to her fur. That stuff was even more potent than the stuff that got poured all over her body. A frantic pawing at the wall went along with the denial that she was really in as much danger as she was.

"Nnnnnnh. That's a good kitty. The boss told me to go collect you. She didn't specify how I was to do it. Just that she wanted to watch me work. Do you know how easy it is to pick a lock and plant a hidden camera while someone's out? I do hope she's enjoying the show."

Turning herself around with a spotty cat sagging in her hefty nuts, the zebra placed herself on the couch, sprawling out and angling herself towards the unseen lens. Mahiri hadn't even noticed it, but it was capturing everything, every last detail of her humiliation and defeat. How they'd managed to figure out it was her stealing from them, she had no idea. That didn't matter as much when she had her immediate surroundings to consider. Those nuts flexed on her, hugging around her features to the point of outlining the veins in her own still-hard dick. When she made a lunge at the walls to try to fight back, they just gripped her tighter.

"Hmmmmf!"

She tried to curse out the zebra, but that was the best she could manage. Soon after that it was just an urgle as she gargled the sloshing spunk splashing her from every angle.

"Mmhm. That's right, honey. You're going to be zebra jizz. And I'm going to enjoy melting you down so very much."

With both hands wrapped snug around her cock, Kalypso launched into a rapid-fire stroking, pumping her cock rapidly while those clenches lifted the right up off the floor, only to let her booty drop back down when that grip loosened. Kaly huffed, snorted, panted rapidly while mouthing her taunts and teases to her prey. Mahiri didn't hear any of them. She was surrounded in the glorps and splorches of her body getting softened and converted, flattened down and smoothed over a little more with each clench.

"Almost there ... almost ... there!" came Kalypso's voice, softly at first, and then a final, triumphant exclamation that erupted into an extended groan as she finished off her prey.

Those nuts hugged up hard around Mahiri's partly creamed form, highlighting her diminishing shape, squishing, squeezing, and finally just clenching her out of existence in one final, victorious flex. A fine, messy glsssssssh served as the transition from solid cat to soaking, nut-stuffing sludge, packing those balls absolutely taut, letting them smooth over and sag with the heft of all that extra fuel. Of course, she wasn't going to be able to heft those overstuffed cumtanks around. She had to let the tension off.

Performing for the camera, the zebra tossed her head back and nearly screamed with bliss while she frantically jerked herself off. Her balls gave a mighty twitch, jumping up and down with a heavy slosh, smacking to the floor. Her veins bulged. That flare expanded one more time. Her cock set to convulsing with pleasure, and then so did the rest of her, shaking, jiggling with absolute ecstasy as the pressurized jizz rushed up through her dick, bugling it out with the volume of creamed up kitty launching out of her. She brayed loudly, then fell back into her breathy, womanly moans as she let Mahiri loose in her new form.

Nothing was safe from the tidal wave of fresh cream painting absolutely every inch of that living room. The zebra blasted Mahiri out across the floor, onto the walls, even onto the ceiling in an intense, splurting orgasm that had her balls flexing up tight and round to help juice out everything she'd turned that kitty into. There wasn't a trace of what Mahiri had once been. Nothing but extra-thick, steaming hot, freshly-churned zebra cum, splattering onto every piece of furniture, knocking pictures off the walls, toppling tables and vases, coating the windows. And still Kalypso wasn't done until she'd milked out gallons of former leopard onto the floor, utterly, permanently marking that space, that whole home in the invasive musk of a well-hung zebra.

Panting, sweating, and utterly coated in her own cream, the zebra finally settled down after shooting Mahiri out for several minutes straight. There was nothing but the heavy, splooshing drip of jizz rolling down the walls and pooling on the floor. Somewhere, Kalypso's outfit was lost in the ankle-deep flood. She instead just splashed through it to grab a towel from the bathroom, and wrap it around her curves. Which barely concealed them, but if she slipped out under the cover of night, maybe even a sweaty, musky zebra could slip away unnoticed. Another job well done, another problem dealt with, and soon, another night working the pole, with her prey-fattened dick and nuts to show off for some extra tips. Mahiri had to work off her debts somehow.

---

That was all Mahiri was going to get. The rest could speak for itself. Kalypso got to swinging those hips again, spinning around with a lifted tail so that Mahiri could get a good look at that plump donut between those striped cheeks. A few teasing swishes and swings were hard to resist, but Kalypso had a mission in mind. That chair barely served to support both their weight when the zebra came down firmly on the cat. Mahiri was going to serve as an excellent seat.

A thorough squishing with that thick ass kept the leopardess pinned, gripping those hips, squeezing what she could. She couldn't for a single second resist licking that fine ass. Working up from the back of the zebra's nuts, along her sweaty taint, and then finally to that juicy hole, Mahiri put her feline tongue to good use swiping up as much musk as she possibly could while Kaly smothered her. That was a lot of weight coming down on her face, but she dealt with it just fine, reaching up and squeezing whenever she liked while she dug her tongue inside for extra pleasure.

Kalypso must have loved how it felt. Not only did she let those moans loose, but she gave some considerable clenches down around the leopard's face and tongue. Sometimes it was like she didn't even want to let go. She gripped hard, flexing, pumping, keeping Mahiri's features trapped between those cheeks for a few seconds, only to let go again. That hungry asshole was so enticing that Mahiri couldn't help but toy with it a little. She simply had to know how hard it could squeeze, how deep she could go.

Of course, she knew the dangers. She wasn't going to just shove her head inside there. Instead, she squirmed out from under those cheeks a little so she could ball up a fist and push it beneath Kaly's tail, plunging it forth and penetrating her with ease. The zebra gave a snort but no further complaint, clamping down and milking on Mahiri's limb, massaging her own prostate in the process. That just made her hornier, harder, dripping on the smothered leopard as she raised that ass up to schloop off that arm so she could twerk it down on Mahiri's face a few times instead.

The solid pomf of that heavy rump coming down on the big cat's head was enough to slightly stun Mahiri, but she welcomed it nonetheless. She just had to counter with her tongue, and her lips, sucking on that hole until it jammed against her muzzle hard enough to slurp it inside and seal her lips tightly shut. Then a little more. Kalypso kept grinding, writhing back and forth until she'd popped the leopard's entire head into her ass. That was where she kept it for a while, clamping up so tight that Mahiri simply couldn't pull back out until she finally relaxed those muscles and allowed the cat to slurp free.

Panting, yet chuckling, Mahiri patted that stripey butt a few times.

"You're not like any zebra I've ever met. You sure you don't have some big cat in you?"

"There will be," Kalypso calmly said, betraying nothing of her true intention in her tone. "Boss' orders."

Mahiri tipped her head, but she couldn't even get a question in before she got slammed in sweat-soaked zebra booty once more, flattened beneath its ample weight. Instead, the zebra just went on.

"You had to know we've been watching you. Or are you always so indulgent for hidden cameras?"

She nodded to a nearby shelf, where an unseen lens was concealed while she wiggled her rump back and forth, making sure to keep the leopard silent while she rode that face.

"Maybe you're just a little foolish, hm? You did open the door for me, after all. Now I'm going to have to dispose of you."

Up that ass went, only to thump down hard again, spanking against Mahiri's features and schlurping her mouth inside to silence any protests. Another firm squeeze kept her trapped when she tried to pull back, gripping her so tightly it was almost crushing.

"I'm sure the boss is going to enjoy the show. She loves it when I make it extra humiliating for those who cross her," Kalypso teased while she squeezed the leopardess up her ass an inch at a time.

Soon she'd slurped the big cat's entire head inside again, but this time she wasn't letting go. Mahiri muttered her objections to the situation against that hot inner flesh, but it didn't make a difference. Kalypso was flexing like she was cumming, rapidly gobbling that leopard up her rump with those immensely tight squeezes. A slurp over those shoulders, a squish of those tits down flat, and her belly started to bulge more and more with the shape of her prey. Her dick pressed against the vague outline of the spotty prey stuffing her backside, leaving her cupping her gut like she was pregnant while she swelled with the shape of a squirming feline.

"Ohhhh, Mahiri. You're ever so feisty while you're getting eaten. That's going to make it so much more satisfying to digest you." She paused, and dropped her voice even lower, whispering. "And shit you out."

By then, Mahiri's fate was looming dangerously close. She was up to her waist in zebra ass, getting clenched on like a spotty dildo. Gasping for air thanks to all those flexes, she couldn't find much strength for proper squirming. Though she kicked her legs plenty when Kalypso fell forward, getting on her elbows and knees with her ass raised while she finished slurping the cat beneath her tail. Mahiri curled her toes, wiggled her paws, but those ended up tucked away just the same, squeezed between the slick black pucker of that sweaty equine donut to leave her utterly sealed within those stripes, awaiting her gurgly end.

"Mmmm, ohhh, good kitty. You're going to be high in calories, aren't you? I bet you'll fatten me up so nicely. I'll shake my fat ass on stage and get showered in bills, all thanks to you," the zebra said in a deep voice, making sure it resonated right down to her prey.

Rubbing her belly, kneading deep into the trapped, squirming shape of the leopardess she'd stuffed all the way up into her stomach, she started sloshing and churning that troublesome thief without any delay. It wasn't long that Mahiri was all curled up in there, confined within those stripes and smothered in hot, caustic juices before she started getting messily gurgled. The constant massage of the zebra's hands pressing firm into that bulge didn't help, either. It just ensured those tingly juices got worked even deeper into the cat's spotty pelt, ruining her fur more and more with every noisy churn.

Eventually, Kalypso couldn't ignore her own excitement any longer. She wrapped one hand around her cock while she played with her belly with the other, toying with her meal and jerking off to the pleasure of digesting the spotty carnivore. All that meat, all those curves, those fat tits, that dick, that ass - it was going to belong to the zebra. She got dragged up that stripey ass and stuffed into the slimy gut of the supposed herbivore, and those digestives definitely weren't made just for leaves and grass. She was strewing and sloshing in herself while she got made into sludge, that gut rounding out and smoothing over the details a little more with every messy glorrrrp. That leopard wasn't going to last long at all, and the hidden camera was capturing every detail of her sloppy demise inside the equine, ensuring Kalypso wasn't the only one who knew about that embarrassing end.

"Oh, so close, now, yes, ohhhh ..." came the zebra's gasping.

She never even got that excited when she was fucking the feline, but the pleasure of digesting Mahiri was too much for her to keep control of herself. Her gut crushed that cat into submission, and those juices sloshed through her and reduced her into little more than digesting, absorbing goop at the bottom of the zebra's stomach. But she was still twitching, still squirming through her last gasps right up until the moment Kalypso launched into a sudden, braying orgasm, tensing up her muscles all over, flexing her abs beneath the milfy pudge to fully snuff out the cat inside her in one last mighty clench.

Glrrrrrp. Glrrrrrrn. That was the final sign of Mahiri. The rest was just the constant slosh of her getting absorbed, converted and claimed while she got passed down to bulge through the intestines, right back on her way to coming out the way she came in. But certainly not looking the same. The pretty feline was all ruined, turned into nutrients to fatten up the zebra's tits, to thicken her thighs and pad onto her ass. The stripper was already ever so shapely when she arrived, but that successful ass assassin was going to have such a trophy to carry back with her by the time she was done with Mahiri.

She came all over herself to the feeling of snuffing out that thief. No better meal than a justified one. Or vengeful, perhaps. She knew that cat deserved to be her ass fat, at least when it came to the kind of street justice she liked to give out. Splattering her enhanced curves in a fresh layer of zebra cream that the cat helped produce with her caloric contributions, Kaly huffed and sprawled back as a sweaty mess, rich with musk and satisfaction alike. Her body was built on satisfying, fatal indulgences like that one, but she still needed a moment to recover from the rush of ending someone with her perfectly plump ass.

When she caught her breath, she stood and walked to a steamed up mirror. It didn't give her the best view of her padded figure, but she could guess from the view of that blurry silhouette that Mahiri had of course gone to all the right places. She was thicker, softer, jiggling all the more thanks to the leopard she digested whole. That was the kind of body so worth showing off that she was almost ready to just step out the door, fully naked and dripping, not caring who saw her on the way back to her boss' office. But first, she had to lighten the load a little, and she could think of no better place to do that than the middle of the leopard's ravaged living room.

Just in case getting butt-stuffed and digested wasn't embarrassing enough for Mahiri, the zebra made sure to desecrate the cat's former living space by striding to the centre of the room and squatting that ass low so she could flex, squeeze, and push Mahiri's new form down to the floor. She shat her out right then and there, letting a pile of former leopard accumulate. Great, thick logs of zebra shit strewn with the pulverized fragments of feline bones piled up below. It certainly wasn't the kind of thing that happened on the savanna. But they were far from such a place then. The city was a wild place of its own, and there was a new natural order that Mahiri had very much broken with her clever little scheme. The result was getting worn as some extra fat on the tantalizing hit-zebra's curves, and left as a steaming mound in her own living room.

All the more embarrassing was just how much Kalypso was enjoying it. Not for her, but for her prey. She felt no shame in taking some huffing satisfaction in shitting Mahiri out, sometimes grunting, sometimes even moaning as the solid logs stimulated her throughout the extended dump. Only once she'd pushed a few dozen pounds of former leopard onto the rug did she finally raise that ass up again, sighing and stepping away from the filthy mess. That was all Mahiri was now, but for the jiggle and the bounce on those stripes while Kalypso made her way to the shower. It wasn't like its owner was going to need it again. She was free to have a long, relaxing wash and head back to base with another job well done, and another meddler completely, utterly humiliated and destroyed. Just like so many before her who found the zebra knocking at their door late one fateful night.