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A few wiggles of the picks and the padlock popped open with a satisfying clunk. Mahiri caught it before it could loudly drop to the floor. The sneaky leopard still had the skills that made her a trusted field worker for the boss' most clandestine jobs. Snow was just going to have to learn from watching her work. If he was going to make a name for himself in the gang, then that night was going to have to go off without a hitch.

A rainy midnight was the perfect time to break into a rival gang's warehouse. Their dark coats deflected most of the pouring drops while they worked to push the heavy door open. It was a creaky one, so they only left enough room for the both of them to squeeze inside, making the most of their nimble feline bodies. Though for a moment Mahiri found herself cursing the size of her bust until she squished it through along with the rest of her curves.

"Alright. Looks like it's unguarded," Mahiri spoke in her softest voice. "We just need to start searching. We've probably got all night."

"Got it," the cheetah said with a nod.

"Now shush. Hand signals only starting now."

Snow nodded again, biting his lip to suppress the affirmative he almost voiced.

Some nights it was investigating possible weapons shipments, or doing some spy work to figure out where the money drop was going to be on a big deal, but that night's mission was perhaps more mundane than the usual. A rival bar had been attracting far too many customers than was natural, and the rumour was it was all thanks to some new, special blend of drink that proved irresistible to the casual drunks and connoisseurs alike. If they could find a sample, perhaps some sort of hint at the secret ingredient somewhere among those many crates then they could head back to their boss with heads held high. Maybe there was even a promotion in it for them.

Of course, they weren't going to be able to crack those crates without making all sorts of noise, so they were just going to have to search along the sides for indications of what might have been inside them. Snow followed Mahiri closely, maybe a little too closely. He was all but on top of her, imitating her moves, though at least feline stealth came naturally to him, and his eyes meant he could see just fine in whatever moonlight crept through the windows of that huge, dusty warehouse.

They crept along until Mahiri held up a closed fist, indicating a halt. Something had caught her eye. She ran her fingers along the edge of a small crate, one significantly less hefty than the others around it. The label didn't give them much, but it did have a shipping address. For delivery to the very same bar that had been sapping all their business, it seemed to read. The lid was on loosely, but still sealed, so the leopardess pulled a pocket knife from a concealed spot on her outfit. It wasn't huge, but wedging it in under the lid was enough to crack it open with a little crunch of wood.

Both of them leaned in to eagerly peer at the contents. Which was what made the trap so effective. Something clicked as soon as the crate was fully open, and then there was a blinding flash that left them stumbling away seeing pure white. It went along with a considerable explosion of sound, but also with some sort of unusually enticing scent. Maybe there really was some secret concealed in there, but they weren't going to find out. They were too busy staggering and bumping into each other until they collapsed in a heap, drugged by whatever had been unleashed upon them by that clever little booby trap.

When they woke from that disorienting stupor, they were somewhere else entirely. It left the question of just how long they'd been out, but there were more pressing matters. For one, the two of them were stripped down to their naked spots and tired tightly to a chair. It was enough to foil even an escape artist like Mahiri. Snow nervously scanned the room, laying his blurred vision on another cheetah, but one much more intimidating than him. Both of them recognized Adrian as a rival gang member. Not one they wanted to be alone with, either.

"So," he began, and left it at that for a time, pacing back and forth before his two captives. The muscular, tatted-up cheetah put out a smoke beneath the heel of a boot and finally turned to look them over. "You can start with your excuses now."

Snow looked over to Mahiri for guidance. Surely she had some sort of plan. The leopardess didn't say a word, so he didn't either. That left the cheetah pacing all the more impatiently. He eventually halted and looked over to a loudly ticking clock on the wall. For the time being, it was the only sound in that dingy, dimly lit back room. It was an interrogation chamber if ever there was one, but neither of them were talking. The bigger cheetah just snorted at their loyalty to their boss, folding his bulky arms over his chest.

"You do know who I am, right?" he asked them, and when he didn't get a response he went ahead and explained. "I'll spare you all the nicknames. I'm Adrian. Maybe you've heard that name."

Snow certainly hadn't. He watched Mahiri's expression carefully for some sort of reaction, but she remained stoic. It was admirable, really. Snow had never been interrogated before. He didn't know all the tricks. Was he supposed to project his mind elsewhere so he could ignore the pain or something? Assuming there was pain on the way, anyway. Adrian looked like a tough cat. Much bigger than Snow himself, anyway. He leaned in close and got in each of their faces in turn. The leopard didn't flinch. Snow did, but only a little.

"Alright. I'll give you each one chance. Two questions. Who do you work for? And why are you here?"

He stepped back and gave them time to answer, bouncing his gaze from one naked spotty cat to the other, back and forth. Snow squirmed a little in his bindings, but there was no budging them. He could barely feel his arms. Part of him wanted to say something just in case it got them out of trouble. It was probably obvious who they were and why they were breaking into such a place anyway. What harm was there in cooperating? Yet when Mahiri remained silent and simply shot a glare towards their captor, Snow followed suit. He was just going to have to follow her lead.

"No answer huh?" Adrian impatiently asked, breaking the silence. "Good. I was looking forward to trying out some new interrogation methods."

From there, he stepped so he had room to start stripping himself down. There was nothing showy about it. He simply pulled his shirt off to give them a good look at his well-toned upper half, and then pulled off his belt so he could start working on his pants. The reveal was casual, but it was far from mundane. That was no ordinary cheetah cock that flopped out once he got everything he was wearing down his spotty thighs and kicked them off at his ankles without much care. Once fully nude at last, Adrian revealed the heft of a soft, black zebra-like dick flopped over a pair of equally impressive nuts. It didn't take him long to start getting turned on.

"What kind of interrogation is this?" Snow blurted when he saw that, sliding back in his chair, squirming a little. In other circumstances, he might have kept silent, but he was far too flustered for that.

"Heh. Looks like we have our first volunteer," Adrian spoke while he stroked one hand up and down his thickening shaft. It filled out in his grip with every rub. "No point to all this anyway. I know why you're here."

Mahiri huffed her doubt at that, so Adrian went ahead and explained to her.

"Let's see - you're looking for the special recipe, right? Going to steal the formula and start churning out your own special to bring all those customers back? Good luck with that. It takes some very specific techniques to get the flavour just right. How about I give you a live demonstration?"

That was what finally made the leopard speak. She curled her lips, looking as threatening as she could while tied to a chair.

"And why should we believe a word you say?" she demanded. "We all know you wouldn't show us if you planned to let us go."

"Yeah, that's the thing. The secret ingredient? Pretty things just like you. Looks like we're making a kitty blend today."

That left Snow arching a brow, as confused as he was wary. The other cheetah stepped closer and closer, waving that fat dick right in his face. It just kept getting bigger. From hefty and impressive, to something truly excessive, it swelled up fat and flared, inches from Snow's muzzle.

"Alright. I'm feeling generous. One more chance. Your boss? Just a name. Tell me, or this cheetah bitch gets creamed."

Snow gave a nervous glance to the leopardess. She didn't move. There was no indication of what he should do, and he had that thick, hungering shaft prodding right up against his nose and mouth, glancing off his features and leaving smears of thick, extra potent precum. He could already feel the clenching grip of that broad cockslit catching at his face briefly, demonstrating the sheer power of its inward pull. Adrian was going to gulp him down with that if he didn't come up with something, and Mahiri wasn't bailing him out.

Snow stammered slightly as he came up with one of the most unconvincing lies ever told. "Uh, it's ... Smith. We're with the Smith gang."

The corner of Adrian's lip curled in a displeased sneer. "Lying to me, huh? Yeah, you're going down. Gonna make sure to churn you nice and slow for that."

There was no more time for questions. He just grabbed the pretty cheetah by the hair and dunked him straight down that dick facefirst. His shaft flared out with the pleasure of squeezing the smaller kitty inside, clenching and clamping around Snow's features, muffling any sort of protest - or confession. Adrian barely seemed to really care about the information he sought. It was just a bonus. What really concerned him was getting that curvy feline all the way down his dick so he could start melting him down to fresh spunk.

Of course, if he was going to consume the entire cheetah, then he was going to have to reach around and start working those ropes. He could untie Snow just fine even with that cute face bulging in his dick, reaching around to work those bindings with his expert fingers. Feline dexterity was useful like that. Before Snow could get his newly free hands to shove at his aggressor, Adrian just jabbed his hips forth and schlurped his way over the other spotty cat's shoulders, enveloping him in the heat and scent of his shaft while he eased his prey towards his plump, churning nuts.

"Oh quit all the damn fussing. You're going to make such a good batch of cream," the interrogator coaxed.

He said that like it was supposed to be reassuring. Snow vaguely heard it in there, but mostly his ears were overwhelmed with the slick and sloppy sounds of sliding into the embrace of that heavy equine shaft. Adrian humped at his prey to urge his shaft along those squirming spots, dragging Snow right up out of his chair as he slorped his way over that trim tummy, and all the pretty spots on his back. Consuming one of his own kind certainly didn't seem to bother the big cheetah any. It was like he'd done it before.

Adrian was far too fixated on his meal to even bother to look at Mahiri while he worked Snow down. She was watching, at the same time furious and flustered. There was no hiding from the scent of cheetah lust while that ebon-fleshed spire hugged tight around the girly frame of the pretty cat. Snow kicked his legs as he got hefted up into the air, but nothing slowed his descent, especially once gravity was no longer on his side. Adrian gave an extended groin and briefly staggered back with the added weight settling into his balls, sagging them down with a loud, aggressive slosh and rumble of inner hunger. It wasn't going to be much longer.

The fine rump of the shapely cheetah took a little working in, and Adrian took his hands off his dick to just push at Snow's butt until it popped into his dick with a satisfying splash of precum jetting out all around it. From there, the other cheetah was little more than a pair of upside-down thighs kicking and flailing about as they settled into the gaped shaft of the ravenous interrogator. Adrian sighed once he got past that halfway point, relaxing with his hands on his hips, slowly rocking back and forth while he enjoyed the indulgent pleasure of swallowing someone whole with his fat zebra cock.

An succulently extended slurp of slick inner flesh along spotty cheetah fur concluded with a splish of juices misting into the air once Adrian worked his way over Snow's paws and tail alike. One more good, hard gulp and he sealed his prey away in the heated prison of his balls. They hung right down to the floor, only to jump up off of it with a sudden clench of pleasure. He hugged around the cheetah inside him tightly, already audibly starting to churn him up, soaking him in all the pent up jizz simmering around in there. It took some considerable squirming and shoving against the squeezing walls just for Snow to get into a position with his head above the spunk.

Despite the initial flex and the occasional groan in there, Adrian seemed capable of holding off that digestive process for as long as he wanted, leaving Snow trapped in there with no possibility of escape, just waiting for his looming fate. It almost would have been better if he just got melted down right away. Instead, he was left gasping and occasionally choking on the overwhelming scent and taste alike of all that thick cheetah jizz slowly swaying back and forth inside that stretching chamber, soaking into his every single inch until he was completely inundated with Adrian's potent musk.

"Ahhh, much better. This thing gets hungry, you know?" he teased the leopard, wetly stroking his dick in front of her after dragging his prey-burdened nuts closer to her. "You really don't care what happens to him, huh? Just going to sit there and act like you don't even know who your own boss is?"

He leaned in, and dropped his voice to a half-growl, half-whisper.

"Maybe I need to add you to the mix too? Wonder what flavour I'll get out of a cheetah and leopard churned up together."

Finally, something seemed to break in the leopard at that. Her fearsome expression became more concerned while her gaze strayed to the cheetah within a cheetah, where the vague shape of Snow's body bulged beneath the white fur of Adrian's sack. It wasn't enough to keep her from lying though.

"Look! We get all our orders digitally. No names, no faces, not even a location. Then the money gets transferred. That's all I know!" she swiftly confessed, trying her best to make it look like something she didn't want to say.

Adrian didn't seem satisfied. He folded his arms and just shrugged, an unimpressed expression on his face. "Oh yeah? All you know is it? Still lying even with your partner's life on the line?"

She was starting to wonder if anything was going to satisfy him. Aside from the truth, perhaps. But that wasn't going to happen. For all he could do to her, what awaited if she proved disloyal was so much worse. She was just going to have to endure whatever questioning he gave her, and look for a way to eventually escape. Without Snow, it seemed. That poor beginner didn't deserve to get churned up on his second job, but that was how things went sometimes.

Mahiri yelped briefly when Adrian toppled her chair over with a foot, sending her crashing down to the floor rather heavily. She heard a crack, and for a moment she thought it might have been her, but instead found herself with a sense of renewed hope when her bonds proved slightly looser thanks to the heavy impact. That was enough to keep her wiggling, but as subtly as she could, trying not to make that opportunity too obvious. Adrian was too fixated on humiliating her to notice anyway.

Stepping over her, he pressed one of his bare paws right down flat on her muzzle, almost preventing her from breathing while he smothered her there. He didn't even have any more questions for her. It was just for his own pleasure. His prey-stuffed nuts slowly sloshed and occasionally groaned beside her while he jerked his dick above her, grinding his paw pads over her face and dripping precum down on her naked body. He was simply jerking off to his total dominance of those two sneaky cats, occasionally giving a grunt of pleasure.

"Alright. Got anything else for me? I'm only holding him steady 'cause I'm waiting for you to join him, you know. I can melt him down anytime I want."

The way he asked, he didn't even seem to care if she confessed. She was in no position to say anything with his toes pressed against her lips, getting into his mouth. Maybe she could have bit him, but that would have just invited retribution, and she was getting closer and closer to slipping free of those ropes. Though the churning was perhaps a little distracting. Adrian gave a noisy demonstration of just how potent his sack was, entirely at will.

First he flexed up tight around the cheetah who was so tightly contained inside him. That was firm enough to hug firmly around Snow's shape, highlighting almost every aspect of his pretty form where it was dunked down there in fresh spunk. Mahiri could hear that cum getting squished all around the cheetah inside the bigger cheetah, followed by an impressive series of gurgles and glurns that attacked Snow from all sides. Right there in front of the leopard's eyes, the cheetah slowly softened and smoothed over with every noisy slosh, transformed into something that was a little less cat and a little more just jizz the longer Adrian let his balls work unrestrained.

That was demonstration enough. He relaxed and let the tension out of his nuts, dropping them back down low with a jostle of their juicy contents. Snow was still squirming in there, but his mmfs of protest were much less audible, more of a gargle than anything. Adrian gave a grin that Mahiri eventually noticed when she was done staring at his balls. The cheetah gave a click of his tongue and spoke casually, as if he didn't even really care about getting his answer anymore.

"I think you get the idea by now, kitten. Just a name, or I start simmering him down until there's nothing left."

The leopard glanced up and down from cheetah captor to cheetah victim. As much as she knew she should have kept her mouth shut, she was getting close to just confessing to make it easier on Snow. That, and she was so very close to wiggling free. She decided to buy some time to decide what she was going to do.

"Alright, alright. I'll tell you. Just let the boy out, he just started with us. He doesn't deserve that."

"No promises," Adrian teased. "Well? What have you got for me?"

"It's simple, really. I don't know much about the organization, but I think I can give you a name. Correct me if I'm wrong, but have you ever heard of ... " she stalled, speaking slowly, as if she was trying to remember the facts. It was just long enough for her to free her arms. She punctuated her surprise attack with a shout. "Fucking yourself?"

She was fast. Of course, cheetahs were always faster. When she sprang up from below to grapple with him, he grappled right back. They wrestled naked until they were on the floor together, rolling back and forth. Of course, he was grinding his dick on her the whole time, smearing her belly and tits with a thick layer of precum that clung to her fur and marked her with his scent. She could shower when she got herself free. Though trying to outmuscle him wasn't going well. He was bigger, stronger, and much more of a fighter.

Maybe she should have just tried to run, abandoning Snow to his creamy fate. But she couldn't do that. Somehow, she was going to get him out of there, she was determined. Though that was looking increasingly unlikely when he got her in enough of a chokehold to start forcing her towards the slick slit of his cock. He smeared her face against it, leaving her gasping and sputtering while she got a mask of freshly-churned pre. Some of that extra-thick juice was probably the direct result of churning up the cheetah in his nuts. But Adrian knew he could make so much more cum if he managed to get them both.

Mahiri proved more trouble than Snow, at least. She thrashed her way through the process of getting engulfed in the wet embrace of his hungry dick. He rubbed on her until her muzzle pushed past the slight resistance of that stretchable slit, slurping inside and getting clamped on to suppress her initial cursing cry. She grabbed at that shaft and tried to pry herself back, but it proved stronger than her. Adrian didn't even have to use his hands. Flexing hard around her was enough to drag her inside inch by inch, spot by spot, smearing those juices thickly all over her rosettes.

The audible gulps of that cock consuming her definitely didn't bode well for Mahiri. Adrian humped and bucked his hips, fucking that cat down his dick to join her partner. The deeper she got, the more she sweltered in the thick, musky air, nearly choking on it by the time he squished around her breasts. That got her gasping, sucking the breath from her lungs briefly with the pressure on her chest before she moved onto her soft belly. She was ever so cushy, plush all over for such a sneaky one. That just made her all the more pleasant squeeze down his dick, devouring her whole while that silky black skin bulged around the highlights of her curvaceous form. She was going to be all his.

At least she hadn't given up her boss, though such a thing was hardly going to matter if she ended up stewing in Adrian's nuts. Pushing out at the tube swallowing her, she kept trying to find some way of resisting, some way to fight off the hungry cock wrapped around the upper half of her body. Yet nothing slowed her descent. She could resist all she liked, but she still dunked down headfirst into the steaming hot chamber where Snow awaited her, still mostly whole. The cheetah had been bleached white by the constant churning of Adrian's cum, partly transformed, but he was there to wriggle against her as she splashed in with him.

It seemed at first there was no possible way for them both to fit in there together. Adrian's nuts proved resilient, stretching around his prey to accommodate both their bodies all at once. Of course, that left him dragging his balls along the floor, forced to collapse into one of the nearby chairs just to carry those massive cumtanks around. With his thighs spread wide, he started to stroke his engorged shaft, feeling it swelling with the rising pressure, with the absolute hunger that surged through his entire body.

"Shame. Hoped to get something good out of you before you went. But it wouldn't have saved you anyway. You two are going to make such a good batch," he teased while he jerked off to the feeling of them writhing inside of him.

Mahiri did her best to hide the worry in her voice while she bathed in the sloppy contents of the cheetah's balls.

"You better hope the boss doesn't find out what you did. You won't like what happens ..." she darkly warned, as if it might dissuade the predator currently churning her up.

"Oh don't worry. You're not getting out of there as anything but spunk. Nobody's going to know what happened to you but me," Adrian casually assured her.

Weakened though they might have been, they were still two big cats who knew how to fight, at least a little. Yet every time they tried to beat against the walls that contained them, Adrian just clenched down all the tighter to suppress their every effort, squishing them against each other while he unleashed that digestive glosh and grumble. Mahiri could feel Snow softening against her, simmering away to a gooey outline of a cheetah from basking for so long in all that cum. The more she got pressed against him, the more she flattened him beneath her weight, helping accelerate his own conversion into fresh jizz.

"Ohhh. That feels good. Don't get to have a combo meal too often. Almost too much for me to handle. Almost."

Adrian knew well he could get away with whatever he wanted to say while he melted the kitties into one. Mahiri was softening too. She was sloshing around in the increasingly diminished shape of Snow. The cheetah was barely squirming anymore, but he was still there, fully white and gooey, yet still with his feline features and some faint silhouette. That all changed when Adrian pulled his nuts up extra tight around his prey and finished off the first of them with a hot, clenching GLORP that clamped down on the two cats in his nuts. The pressure was enough to fully liquefy Snow, packing those balls extra taut with all the freshly converted cum.

"Heheh. One down."

That meant Mahiri was left almost fully immersed in hot seed, pushing out at the walls around her desperately just to get some breathing room. It wasn't working. Though she wasn't going to drown. Not with how quickly the constant glurk of compressing walls around her naked body sloshed her down into another load to stuff Adrian's nuts full. They were already swollen and around with how much spunk he'd managed to make out of Snow. She was going to leave him full to nearly bursting, but he was more than ready to let off the pressure with all that messy rubbing he was doing.

By then, his precum was absolutely gushing out of him, a constant hose of watery fluids all over the cold floor. He painted his surroundings in his scent while he wildly searched for what he needed. The condom was just out of reach, situated on a table not far behind the two cats. He planned on giving it a big reveal at some point, but Mahiri had gone and ruined that by attempting to get away. Looked like he was going to make a bit of a mess. But that was fine. He wanted to sample the new batch before packing it away for the preparation of those irresistible drinks.

"There's just something about freshly-churned former someone's. It's so much tastier than cum. Our customers can't get enough of it, even if they don't know what's in it. You two are going to make a bunch of cum-drunk fools real happy."

Adrian chuckled to himself, then double-fisted his cock to finish himself off with some harsh, pumping strokes, humping up and down, bouncing in his seat to knead himself to a sloshing climax. His balls pulled tighter, tighter, until they were so firmly wrapped around her face that he got to watch her expression shift from alarmed and overwhelmed to something more indistinct. He smoothed over those pretty features while she sank down into the jizz all around her, his nuts rumbling while he juiced her into nothing. His balls went pump pump pump until something finally gave and there was a great, final glissssh that came with the once-solid leopard getting fully squeezed into spunk.

"Fuck yeah, little kitties. Get churned up by the better big cat," he outright snarled with pleasure as his stroking turned frantic, unhinged even. "Get ... fucking ... jizzed out ..."

Even in the fury of his climax, he had a clear enough mind to latch onto his cock and suck down the first few shots of his precious cum. It was hard to get a good taste when he was busy blasting it straight down his throat, working those nuts overtime while they flexed their way through a massive climax. He sucked and gulped it down as quickly as possible, but he still ended up spilling some down his chin and chest while he worked to get that oversized condom unwrapped before it was too late to save the expensive stuff. That seed made serious money.

The latex sleeve looked a little big even for someone as hung as him, but it was less about fitting right and more about managing to hold everything the two infiltrator cats had been. He struggled to get it on while he was busy spurting so hard, jetting that fresh cream straight up in the air to splatter down on the floor. Such a waste, but he had plenty more to give. When he finally slipped that latex fully into place, he slumped back so he could actually enjoy the rest of his orgasm.

He was far from relaxed despite leaning back in his seat. His whole body jerked back and forth with the power of that cumshot absolutely erupting from his cock. He stretched that latex to its absolute limit, leaving it ballooned out with the creamy new forms of the two cats he'd mixed together into one single, satisfying climax. Adrian was soon doubled over, panting, groaning as the pleasure proved almost too much for him to handle. When those high-pressure jets of jizz finally slowed, he settled down into panting and even drooling briefly, some of his own cum trickling down his chin and chest.

Adrian was dazed for a short time, but his job was done. That condom jiggled with his slightest movements, the heated contents sloshing back and forth until he reached down to pull it off his dick and tie it up. A firm sailor's knot made sure it wasn't going to spill a single drop. He was going to get paid well for that load. Something about his nuts just seemed to make the best, tastiest spunk, and all those drunks were going to have no idea what they were drinking. Just that they needed more.

As for the two cats who had snuck into the warehouse, it was concerning that they'd managed to find out where it was. Maybe there was a leak on the inside somewhere. Whoever it was, they'd be found, and then they were going to end up in that very same room with Adrian, ready to get converted into the next batch of the secret ingredient. He was already looking forward to it. His dick gave a faint twitch, and the flopped down, utterly spent, dripping on the inside of his thigh while he tingled and rumbled, thinking about all the future meals he wanted to stuff down his dick.