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Whether Michael was there to support Mika or vice versa, the two lions worked out better with their sibling there. It was an intimidating kind of place. As the biggest and best gym in the whole city, it attracted all sorts of people from all levels of fitness. All the athletes of every sort showing off their glistening, sweaty bodies made it hard to resist comparing themselves to those professionals. They were plenty fit themselves, but it wasn't easy to avoid getting jealous when they were titans looking like gods and goddesses walking around freely.

Neither of them said it, but that was why they had collectively decided to go later at night. They got to have the equipment all to themselves for the most part, and could shower for as long as they wanted. The water felt incredible after a good workout, and they stepped out in their towels, steaming away on their way to the locker room together. It was all one big room for everyone in that place, so they were going to have to get changed together. At least they managed to avoid the usual nude crowd during peak hours.

They weren't at all shy about being briefly naked around their twin. They'd seen it all. Though Michael couldn't help steal the occasional glance at the barely-covered maned lioness as she swished her way to her locker. He knew she'd been looking at him in the shower, it was only fair. All was quiet while they opened their lockers, aside from the distant sound of grunting and clanking. Seemed like they weren't fully alone in the gym after all.

Michael had no idea how he'd managed to miss her. He'd heard about her. Part of him thought they were just rumours, or greatly exaggerated at least. Maybe it was some sort of publicity thing. Yet the stomping approach of someone absolutely massive told him that everything he had heard was true. If anything, the stories hadn't prepared him for actually laying his eyes on Kazgoran herself.

He started at her feet. That seemed a fitting way to properly take in the extent of the jade titan who had just walked in from the machines, all glistening with sweat and looking like a living legend. Her toes were nearly as thick as his arms. That was a hell of a start. From there he admired the tone of her calves, then the absolute treetrunks that were her thighs. That was one woman that didn't skip leg day.

From there he skipped along to her abs, wondering just how exactly she managed to achieve what looked like an eight pack. Her arms were bigger than his too, but then so was everything else. She must have stood at least twice as tall as him. The room itself trembled with her every tail-dragging step, rattling the loose lockers all around them. Yet for all her heft, all her incredible muscular tone and harsh green scales, she wasn't without her curves. Her hips were impressively broad, and she had such a fine set of breasts all tightly bound in her top.

Then there was her actual face. She had a gruff intensity that was instantly intimidating to the point he avoided looking directly into her bright green eyes. Deep puffs through her nostrils while she caught her breath post-workout rolled through her entire herculean form, for a moment the only sound in the room as the scanned around, perspiration dripping down her dark, harsh scales.

"What are you staring at with that dumb look?" Mika asked, only to glance back at the dinosaur posing in the doorway. Then she rolled her eyes at her brother. "Oh, Mike. She's not gonna date you. She's big enough to use you for a towel."

Maybe that wouldn't have been such a bad thing. Michael didn't say anything. Nor did he bother being modest about his staring. There were just so many details to take in. He would have hardly believed her in pictures, and seeing her standing there, moving around as a real living, breathing creature was somehow even less believable. He tried to pretend he was busy trying to figure out how pants worked, though his fumbling just made it more obvious that he was transfixed by her. Eventually she returned the gaze, locking onto him from across the room. He reflexively froze, wondering if she could only see him when he moved.

Michael wasn't the only one she was looking at. Mika somehow wasn't even paying attention anymore, casually slipping her top over her head even as the rex approached her from behind with those heavy, thudding steps. Michael felt like he was a helpless protagonist in a horror movie, desperately trying to point out the massive monster lurking directly behind the doomed lioness. Instead, he could only gape at just how much bigger Kazgoran looked up close. She cast her shadow over the two lions, and then gruffly spoke just two words.

"You'll do."

Mika was finally starting to clue in. She perked her ears and slowly turned her head to regard the looming giant directly behind her who had eclipsed her in her massive shadow. She was only up to Kaz's thigh.

"Uh, can I help - mmmf!"

That was as far as she got before the dinosaur reached down and casually snatched her by the face and head alike in a single one of those huge hands. Michael flinched, but otherwise didn't move. Mika was confused and squirmy alike as she got hefted into the air as if she didn't weigh a thing. She probably curled three Mikas at once as a warmup. The lioness was powerless to stop herself from getting hauled up to face level with the gigantic rex. Kazgoran didn't offer any sort of explanation or warning. She simply opened her jaws to display that black-fleshed maw all shiny with drool, and then forced the writhing feline between the gape of her great white fangs to slap Mika's face atop her outstretched tongue.

The lioness couldn't do much more than muffledly complain, occasionally getting out a few words amidst all the slurping Kaz applied to her face.

"What are you - hmmf - don't you even think - gllk ..."

There was so much saliva involved that Mika slightly choked on the stuff. She slipped topless into the rex's jaws, sliding along that slobbery tongue while she kicked her legs and gave the occasional shout of outrage. Maybe she expected Michael to try to do something. He still hadn't moved, made a statue of the Medusaean presence of the tyrannosaur. The lion was just thankful he still had his towel around his waist, because at least they did a somewhat passable job of hiding how turned on he was by the sight of his sister getting eaten alive by the giant dinosaur. It was enough to almost instantly tent that single cover with a great big bulge throbbing away while he stood there with his eyes wide, his mouth open, silent, unhelpful.

Kazgoran didn't savour her prey in the slightest. She hardly treated Mika like a person. Instead she was just a post-workout snack for Kaz to tuck away, jamming her palm at the lioness' kicking legs, stuffing her into that slathered maw to start gulping. Mika's sounds of alarm got almost completely muffled once that gullet started working her over. The rex started gulping and guzzling, devouring the big cat as if there was nothing special about her. Another meal, made of meat like all the others that helped build that titanic figure.

Michael wondered if everything he was seeing was even allowed. Certainly nobody was rushing in to intervene. If there was security around the place, they weren't interested. It was like it was just something Kaz tended to do after getting her reps in, and there wasn't anything any of the gymgoers could do about it if they were who she chose as her next meal. There was nothing to be done but allow the rex to casually turn a squirming feline into a swell in her lighter neck scales.

Michael stood there trying not to visibly quiver to the sight of his sister getting eaten by the rex. He shook a little with every single powerful gllllp that dragged Mika in deeper. The lioness seemed to be tiring out. She was certainly getting her workout for the day, but none of it was going to matter when she was being packed onto the muscles and bulk of an ultra strong dinosaur. Kaz tipped her head back and closed her eyes. As casual as the whole thing was, swallowing someone whole still brought her pleasure. That much was evident by the visible wetness forming at the front of her tight-fitting shorts, giving a slickly outlined peak at her plump pussy lips, a mere few feet in front of Michael's face.

She gave him an even better look when she casually jammed a thumb into the waistband of her shorts and tugged them down in front of him. He watched her digits stroking along those puffy folds, kneading and massaging her clit to the pleasure of eating the lioness. Michael bathed in her pheromone, listening to the schlick of those stroking fingers that went along with the finishing swallows that dragged Mika away in the slippery, slobbery cavern that was Kazgoran's maw.

One good loud GULP jerked the lioness forward, dragging her in up to her waist in the rex's jaws, saliva pouring down her flailing thighs. Then one more lingering glllllp sealed her away, transforming her from cat to short bulge with a toss of Kaz's head and a grunt of satisfaction. A long, throaty sigh escaped the dinosaur as she let the outline of Mika's curves descend behind her scales, briefly vanishing and reemerging as a briefly bouncing shape pushing out beneath her powerful abs.

The excitement of devouring her made the rex push two fingers right inside her slathered sex, working up enough juices to faintly mist Michael's mane in the the splashes of her shameless fingering. She wasn't exactly trying to get herself off so much as she was just basking in the pleasure and indulgence of it all. While she toyed with herself, Michael listened to her gut starting to grumble, already starting to glorp and wetly churn, mostly drowning out the muffled mmmfs of protest that came from the lioness all tucked away inside underneath the muscles and scales.

He'd never been quite so saturated with the scent of horny reptile. That enraptured him every bit as much as what he'd just witnessed. Kazgoran looked down at him until he simply couldn't resist her gaze anymore. It drew him in with a certain hypnotic power over him. Tilting his head back, way back, he scanned up along her muscular heft once more, lingering on the vague bulge beneath her abs for a while. He couldn't help but think about how easily it would have been for Kaz to just flex those tight and crunch away any lingering resistance from the lioness inside her.

That thought definitely didn't soften him. He was throbbing hard enough with each twitch of his engorged cock that his legs threatened to give out beneath him. After climbing his way up along her surprisingly ample bust, he finally made his way to her gaze. It felt like an exhausting ascent. There was so much to look at. She was wearing something like a grin, or maybe it was more of a subtle snarl. Neither of those seemed especially good for him, especially when she nodded down as his incredibly obvious bulge.

"Liked that, huh?"

Her voice was deeper than his own rumbles. He wasn't sure how to answer that. Obviously he had, but he wasn't just going to say that. Especially when she was audibly digesting his twin sister right in front of him. That would just be weird. But then, she was probably used to guys acting a little weird whenever she was in the room. The proverbial cat had the lion's tongue, but he opened his mouth to speak anyway lest his silence give her too many ideas.

"You just ... ate her ..."

"Yeah," she said, like a verbal shrug. "You wanna fuck about it?"

She might as well have clubbed him for how much he recoiled at that. Part of him wanted to call time out, to look off to the side and yell cut. She couldn't just say that. Could she? He looked up at her from behind his glasses, eyes all shiny, overcome with pure feelings the likes of which he couldn't quite put to words. When he tried, his voice was ever so soft.

"That's not what I - guh!"

That was the best he could manage for a sound of protest when she so effortlessly reached down and nabbed him. God, she was fast for her size. Those thick fingers were around his waist in a moment, with her palm pressed under his ass to scoop him right up out of his towel and off his feet, kicking and wriggling. It was a token resistance. He knew he was entirely subject to her whims, and he wasn't entirely happy to be dangling there, tightly clutched directly in front of her face. That meant he was in chomping range. Then again, he probably had been since she walked in.

"Yeah. I know that look." She offered no further explanation, but somehow he knew exactly what she meant.

Michael was exposed, left visibly pulsing away at the show of predatory dominance before him. There he thought he was pretty good at the whole dominant eater of people thing, but she was on a whole other level. She probably saw that kind of thing all the time. It was nothing new or special to her. That didn't mean he squirmed any less. For all the work that went into his body, for all the muscular tone on his own form, he was utterly powerless against a single one of her hands. She could have crushed him like a beer can in a moment.

For being so fixated on her teeth, he didn't see her attack coming. That was what it felt like to him anyway. She even reared back briefly before spreading her jaws open and letting the sheer force of a deep, percussive belch blast him right in the face. He closed his eyes as he got splattered with some flinging dino spit, left with his mane all damp and his ears ringing. Worse still, he caught that scent, that last little trace of Mika on the dinosaur's breath. The lioness hadn't even been in Kaz's mouth for long, but Michael knew that fragrance anywhere.

"Your sister tasted good," the rex grunted, smacking her lips a few times. "Looked like your sister anyway. Maybe even twins? Bet you taste similar."

" ... No," Michael denied, as if that might have stopped her from finding out.

She didn't wait long. A lash of her tongue, and she leaned in close, pinning him to the wall with her palm flat against a single shoulder. His legs dangled down against the lockers, rattling them as he faintly kicked. It was just something to do when he couldn't hold still through the process of getting absolutely slobbered on by that thick black tongue. She slurped up from under his paws and then worked her way along each of his legs in turn. Then a swipe along his bulge made him groan, a sound that changed to something more like gargling by the time she made her way up to his chest, then his face, soaking his mane down all flat and undignified under the weight of all that t-rex drool clinging to him.

That was just one pass. She ran a single finger, still slick with her own juices along the length of his cock. Pinning it to his belly teasingly made him moan out loud, then it sprang up and bobbed for her when she let go. A long strand of precum dripped from it, stretching down halfway to the floor before she dipped her great green head down and curled her tongue beneath it to lap up those fluids. Working her way back up, she licked his shaft firmly enough he felt it getting pressed up into the groove down the middle, leaving him spurting even more of those juices onto her. For a moment he thought he was already cumming.

"Yup. I was right. You two taste pretty much the same, really. Gonna need more of that," she told him, and that was that. If she wanted more of his flavour, she was going to get it, whichever way she liked.

Michael tried to brace himself when she came back for another round, but nothing could get him properly ready. This time she was even more thorough, smacking her tongue against his chest and then swiping down, getting under his arms, into the crevices of his middle, then around his hips and along his thighs. After that, she wetly worked under his balls and gave him an extended slurp from taint to tip. He shuddered his way through it, outright trembling as she bathed his dick in spit, his whole body quivering with the twitches running through it.

"Ohhhhh god, Kaz," he groaned, his jaw flopping open and staying that way.

"Thought you'd like that. Hey, how about this. I'm gonna suck your dick. You can cum on my dinner."

Michael went from blissed out with his head thunked back against the lockers to staring at her after such a proposition. Kaz chuckled at that reaction.

"What? I give good head. You just gotta trust me."

That wasn't the part that had so stunned him, but he had to admit he was hesitant to put his dick in such a dangerous maw. He got all of two seconds to be tentative before she just grabbed him by the hips with both hands, clutching him like a burger, and pushed her thick snout right between his legs. Michael gasped out as he dangled there, legs flopped over her shoulders and hanging down her back as she slammed him into the lockers and nosed up against his absolutely slathered cock.

He bit his lip, half expecting to feel those teeth at any moment, but instead he found himself treated to a surprisingly precise pair of lips wrapping around the tip of his shaft. It didn't take her long to completely engulf him, letting his balls bump against her muzzle as she slipped him inside her mouth, gliding along her tongue all the while. She was so very wet, so very warm, and so very dangerous. The sheer strength she demonstrated once she started sucking and slurping was astounding. Michael felt weightless. Or maybe the at was just him getting lightheaded at the pleasure of getting his soul absolutely sucked out by the thick, tightly pursed lips of a tyrannosaurus fucking rex.

Kaz didn't even need the support of the lockers behind Michael to keep him suspended in the air like that. She gripped him a little tighter and pulled him back and forth, plunging his cock in and out of her mouth rather than bother to bob her head. It was less like she was sucking him off and more like she was forcing him to facefuck her, but the result was every bit as wet and pleasurable for Michael. He knew he should have been snarling, even roaring with delight, but he couldn't manage much more than a little kitty mewl while she left him throbbing right in the middle of her thick tongue.

Not only did she tug him back against her firmly enough to make his balls slap on her scaly chin, but all the while she sucked hard enough to produce an excess schlllurrrk of sloppy sound. She sealed her lips tightly at the very base of his cock for a while, just letting the pressure knead in on his pounding dick, leaving him flailing, clawing the lockers behind him as he smacked at them amidst the rising pleasure. If she expected him to demonstrate any sort of stamina then she was going to be disappointed, because his nuts were already twitching with the absolute need to blow his load in that scary dino maw. He was just going to have to make up for it by giving her as much as he possibly could.

Something that almost began to resemble a roar quivered out of his throat as he tossed his head back - whacking it on the lockers in the process - and weakly bellowed his way to a rex-induced orgasm. He couldn't have held on any longer if his life depended on it. Maybe it did, for all he knew. Kaz nursed at his dick with that squeezing maw, loudly swallowing every single drop of lion spunk he had to offer. Listening to her gulping it down put such a naughty realization in his head.

That dirty thought, that lingering, forbidden thought that every drop of jizz he gave Kaz was one that was going to eventually splatter down on the slowly digesting lioness inside her just kept him cumming all the longer, all the thicker. Not that he had much choice. She drained him and chugged down his cum until she was satisfied. Either he kept spurting for her or he was going to end up getting dry-sucked. He came until he was in a toe-curling, eye-crossing, state of broken bliss, outright drooling for the lovely tyrannosaur who'd so expertly blown him to oblivion.

Panting and outright steaming, sweating, shaking, the lion was all but broken after a good session between the rex's lips. She withdrew slowly, giving a long sclurrrrp along his still-firm shaft. Some of those juices streamed down her chin and onto her bust, but she didn't seem to care. Her tits looked good a little wet. Michael thought about how she managed to have such a plush pair along with all that muscle. Maybe it was from all the people she ate going right to them when they didn't go to her sturdy thighs. Just like Mika was going to, gurgling away below. He couldn't tell if she was still alive or not.

"See?" Kaz asked him with a proud grin after she wiped her lips with the back of a fist.

"I saw," Michael murmured in response.

"You still hard? Cats can keep going, right? I'm feeling like some cock after that workout."

Under normal circumstances, she was totally right. Michael was no stranger to a little feline stamina, ready to fuck all night long in some cases, but the way he felt after that mighty blowjob changed everything. He kind of felt like he needed medical attention. Yet he knew well when a t-rex said she wanted sex, he was in no position to say he was done. She would have probably just eaten him anyway. The nervous, wide-eyed look he gave her must have been a little pathetic, because it made her chuckle again.

"Aww, don't gimme those kitty eyes. I'm not gonna crush you. Got all this training for a reason. I know how to move this bulk."

Before he could reply, she leaned in even closer, breathing hotly through her nose right in his face as she dropped her voice lower so that it was a resonating feeling more than a coherent question.

"How about I squish you up against the lockers and let you rub your sister while I finish her off and ride your dick?"

Michael gritted his teeth and then just gave a slow nod. He wasn't sure why he bothered when she seemed so adamant about it. She probably was going to go ahead whether he was ready or not. Though she did seem pleased to see him give her permission to wreck him, judging by the great big grin that spread across her features.

"That wasn't so hard. Unlike that."

Another nod at his dick made him realize just how much he was still throbbing, utterly enthralled by her presence, her scent, her surprising warmth. She was no cold blooded lizard, she was all heat, already starting to sweat so shortly after their showers. So was he, panting in her heated pheromones, basking in her. He wondered how active a role he was intended to take in the whole thing, and swiftly got his answer.

Gripping him by the shoulders let her lower him down and slam him up against the lockers once more like she was a big green bully. His feet still weren't touching the floor. He wasn't nearly tall enough to line up with her dark-fleshed pussy, leaving him pinned beneath her bulk and the cold metal just behind him, slipping and sliding along her slick, aroused folds. Michael wasn't sure if it was comforting to know she was just as horny for him as he was for her. That consideration quickly left his mind when she stepped closer and pushed her slightly bulging gut right in front of his face.

At first he thought there already wasn't much of Mika left, but that wasn't the case at all. She was still whole in there, it was just that she only slightly showed from beneath the jade scales of that t-rex giantess. He couldn't help himself. Reaching up to caress that modest, rounded bulge, he squeezed in on her scales and felt the vague signs of life beneath. They went along with plenty of gurgling and churning too. He could feel that as much as hear it, squashing and crushing in around his twin, leaving her less and less responsive with every greedy glorp. Michael could feel her fading.

While he admired that noisy bulge, she pushed down to envelop his cock all in a single thrust, completely burying him in t-rex pussy. At first he felt as if he was too small to even satisfy her, feeling the muscles loosely resting around his sizable shaft, but then she clenched. Those inner muscles were just as powerful as the rest of her, frightfully so. She was soft and squishy inside, but still clamped down with intense force around his entire cock at once, being a broken little growl out of him while he slightly trembled where he was pinned with his head just beneath her tits, listening to her huffing and grunting.

"Hey, not bad, cat. Now relax. I'll do the work. Just don't go soft on me."

With her palms planted above his head, fingers stretched out across the lockers, she could put all those muscles to good use. Michael tried not to whimper. He went along for the ride as she pulled back, squeezed tight around his tip to milk out another squirt of precum, and then lunged forth all the way to the base of his shaft to slam into him and plap his nuts against her pussy. It looked slightly more violent than it was. Somehow, despite her grunting, growling, and pumping him with her broad, powerful hips, she never so much as cracked a bone. That was impressive for someone of her size. Though he was definitely going to be a bit bruised when he woke up the next day. If he ever saw it.

At least she was taking it slow. Every thrust made him feel like he was one flex away from being shattered into a million pieces, but he was surviving, for the moment. His hands were still on her belly. He didn't know where else to put them. There he was, very much aware of the fact that he was balls deep in the hulking dinosaur who was currently digesting his alarmed and confused sister alive, and he was using that knowledge to get off harder. She would have absolutely done the same in his position.

Kaz squeezed up tight around him and just held on for a while, leaving him throbbing inside her, huffing, gasping, almost hyperventilating with pleasure. All the flexing meant she tightened her abs around her prey all the more firmly, crushing Mika down beneath them while the gurgles amplified to something like a climax. Kaz's gut gave a rapid glut glut glut that rose in volume with each inner squeeze, until there was finally a climactic CRNNNCH of something vital giving way under all the pressure. A neck, a spine, whatever it was, it was followed by a satisfied-sounding glurrrrrrrrn like an acidic sigh as Kaz finished off the lioness within her in a series of aggressive churns. That was when Michael felt the squirms stop beneath those hard scales.

Kaz leaned down to speak softly near his ears, rumbling her words like a saurian purr. "There she goes. Just meat. Now fucking cum in me."

It was a command, but one she threw out casually. There was no need to get demanding when she was going to get exactly what he wanted no matter what he did. He whimpered some, biting his lip to keep it from quivering, and scrunched up his face all tight while she started pounding him back against the lockers until he swore he could feel them rattling right off their fingers. Or maybe that was just his body breaking. It didn't matter. Not when he had such a tight, soaking wet, harshly gripping tyrannosaurus cunt wrapped up around every single inch of his dick, driving him in and out with a tremendous schlick and wet plap every time she rammed her hips forth to take him inside her.

She finished him off just as efficiently as she did Mika. Michael found himself scrambling, searching for some part of her to grab onto as she moved her hips in a constant plunging THUMP against his own. She didn't even pause between thrusts. Eventually he found a spot gripping her muscular ass, feeling it flexing into each thudding blow that rocked through his body, sleeving his entire shaft inside her all at once while those merciless inner muscles milked him for absolutely everything he had. He didn't so much climax as simply give in to unshakable willpower overtaking every aspect of his being.

Cumming for her just as hard as before, he rolled and rocked back and forth between her thick thighs while he sprayed his load deep within her heated body. Her sweat rolled down her muscles as she pulsed on him the whole time, giving a frightful grunting snarl that bellowed into his eardrums loudly enough to leave him briefly deaf. A shame really, for all the delicious squelching that came with him creaming her full, but that just meant he could focus on all the other sensations. He wasn't sure if it was pleasure or just awe that was the most powerful while he pumped her full of lion spunk. Either way, it kept him gushing until he'd provided her a rich load ample enough even for the queen of beasts herself.

Kaz gripped him there, still squishing him to the lockers, buried inside her until she got every last drop out of him. Only then did she let him free, pulling back until he slipped free of her sex with a messy pop that left his cum splashing down the inside of her muscled thighs, raining down until it got between her toes. She didn't let him down. Instead, she dragged him up close to her face once more. That made it feel like she was speaking right down his throat with every word.

"You came even harder that time. Guess you liked feeling your sister digest. Feels like she's done twitching."

A few bats to her own belly confirmed that. Michael writhed some, his cock softening but still giving a twitch at the thought. Kaz went on.

"Might be kinda awkward for you in there but whatever. Gotta complete the set, right?"

She grinned broadly at him, but he wasn't laughing. Telling him she was going to eat him was one thing, but it was more than that. He could see the intensity in her eyes rising, the hunger in her gaze as she slowly parted her jaws in front of his face, letting him feel her hot breath puffing over his drool-slathered features. The darkness he glimpsed at the back of her throat seemed infinite. He held up his hands.

"Wait!"

"No."

That was all he got. She didn't even give him a chance to enter his pleas. Grabbing him by the back of the head, she jammed his face onto her tongue and closed her lips around his shoulders. From there it was a matter of ravenously stuffing him away. He was just prey to her, just another meal for her to get down. There was no need to savour him when she'd already enjoyed his body plenty enough.

Holding him by the legs, she jammed him down her throat and started gulping as quickly as she could, overwhelming him in a cavern of sleek black flesh. Michael barely even remembered to struggle. He was exhausted, defeated, drained. Getting eaten by the rex had been inevitable, some part of him knew. The best he could manage was an alarmed wriggle while she slurked him down her gullet, bathing him in the slickness of her insides while she massaged and kneaded him towards her belly where Mika awaited.

When she got somewhere around halfway down his body, she let him go and whipped her head back to fling his legs towards the ceiling. It was a violent enough motion to crack his back, though that was surprisingly relieving. A little chiropractic work before he went. He managed a few wild kicks while she shook him down her bulging throat like a crocodile, but nothing slowed his descent. He was engulfed to his ankles in rex when she reached up to shove at his paws, far too hungry and impatient to wait any longer for him to be inside her.

One more dominant glurrrrrp was a powerful climax all its own to send him wriggling down until he splashed into a sweltering chamber that bubbled and blorped its greetings to him. He couldn't see a thing, but he quickly felt the presence of the other there, simmering away in the acids churning all over them both. Mika wasn't moving. She hadn't survived the onslaught of digestive clenches and suffocating heat. But she was still mostly whole, pressed up against the lion who had creamed extra hard at the sensation of her dying inside the rex.

Maybe it was some sort of karma coming back that Kaz's digestive process had already kicked up into an intensely sloshing, glorping state by working over Mika first. That meant it was going to be even less pleasant for him in there. He reflexively kicked his legs out at the walls once he really started getting digested, though aside from the initial shock of a stinging sensation spreading over all his exposed skin while it soaked down through his fur, it didn't really hurt. Maybe it was his body going numb just to block out the more gruesome details. In complete darkness, he could pretend it wasn't quite so bad as it really was.

More concerning was the sensation of his handsome looks getting ruined with every heavy glurn. The way Kaz's digestive acids worked him over, he felt like she could have digested a car or something. A mere pair of meaty lions was hardly going to be any sort of gastric trial. It ate right down through his fur, ruining his pelt in seconds. He tried to keep it out of his mane, but the rocking and splashing got him soaked all over while Kaz casually paced away with two lions in her gut and found a spot on the one bench built strong enough to actually hold her.

She soon sprawled out on it and lazily splayed herself, rubbing her middle. The lion hadn't managed to make her cum, though she didn't mind. It took a lot of effort, and she didn't have the patience when she was hungry. Once she was full and satisfied, she could freely slip her thick tail between her thighs and start toying with herself to the satisfying sensation of digesting two healthy young lions beneath her abs. She didn't have the most dexterity with that heavy appendage, but it was thick enough and firm enough to shove inside herself.

Though he wasn't in anything more than discomfort, Michael still found his instincts kicking in. It was plenty cramped in there with his sister pressed right up against him, ensuring his struggles eventually proved frantic by the time she got into a rhythm of self-pleasure. The overwhelming stimulation of the situation, through sound and touch alike, had him crying out beneath her muscles. He even went so far pounding on the walls in protest of his own liquefaction. Part of him knew she would like that.

He didn't hold such digestive aggression against her, really. There was no controlling what her stomach did to him. She had been relatively gentle with him right up until the point she dunked him into her digestives. In there, she had no mercy to give. She worked through his layers and softened him down in something less and less solid with hot, ultra-potent acids while she masturbated to the feeling of her prey squirming around inside her.

The more wriggled and fought against his conversion into rex nutrition, the more she got off on it. He could tell by the jostling of that slimy chamber, or the muffled puffing of her deep, pleasured breaths. Enduring, kicking, shoving, he found himself rising to the challenge of lasting for as long as possible despite the inevitability of his situation, his looming, undeniable conversion to dino bulk. With enough effort, he even got to hear her moan. It was a surprisingly feminine sound compared to her deep voice. The rest was grunting, puffing, or snorting as she plunged her tail in and out of her pussy, squeezing out some lion cum in the process. She was swiftly soaked from her thighs, along the base of her tail, and up across her slightly stretched abs.

"Alright, you've made your point. Just shut up and die already, god damn," she growled, giving an open hand slap to the bulge in her belly.

He couldn't do much more than comply with her command. The blow was enough to really push him over the edge. For all his struggling, he was barely holding together. He was softening, falling apart, getting melted and barely managing to gasp anymore while he was squished up against his softening sister all the while. The walls closed in and crushed him into a shape he was never intended to take, working up a louder and louder crackle until there was just a great big CRUNCH of something vital. From there, he could only writhe, only twitch as he lost all control over his muscles and failed to draw breath.

"Yeah, like that, fuck yeah ..." he could faintly her Kaz telling him while she bucked her hips into that sloppy self-fuck.

In the end he went out without so much as a whimper, simply fading into silence and stillness. That was still enough for the rex to sense, giving a pleasured huff when she felt the figurative ellipsis of the lion perishing within her. From there, she doubled her efforts to make herself cum, clutching her tail in both hands, grinding it in and out and along her clit. Those scales were hard and bumpy enough to stimulate her into a thick, juicy splatter of a finish that had her bucking her lips atop that bench until it threatened to buckle against her weight.

A splurting, squirting glsssh of rex cum splashed across her thighs and belly alike as she finished with a gruff groan. The audible splatter left her soaking in her own juices, letting it trickle down her tail and right down to the floor. In the process, she tightened her abs so fiercely that she brought another massive crackle from the contents within, crushing those cats together until they didn't much look like lions anymore. The room smelled richly of rex sex, and she was left glistening under the lights as she caught her breath. It didn't take her long.

"Well fuck, lion," she said as she looked over the mess she'd made of herself. "Now I need another shower."

She knew she was talking to no one in particular. It was her own little self-indulgence, teasing her prey like that. With the two cats extremely dead, Kazgoran returned to her locker to gather up her things. The owners never cared if she stayed late. They knew she liked her relative privacy, and just being a customer brought them all sorts of business from those who hoped to catch a glimpse of her. Sometimes she ate her fans too.

Among those belongings was a tiny agenda, or at least it looked as much in her hands. She pulled it out as she looked for her pen. Most of the pages were filled with somewhat crudely scrawled notes beneath each date, with only a few left blank. They were mostly names, or sometimes just loose descriptions, along with where and when she'd eaten them. Some of them had checkmarks next to them. Others were crossed out.

It wasn't a scorecard, though she sometimes did take a little pride in how full it got. She was trying to be a nicer predator, trying to earn a reputation as safe to be around. Partly so she had more opportunities to gulp down the cute ones, but that was beside the point. She couldn't possibly remember everyone she ate without keeping track, and so she was in the habit of writing them down so she could arrange the whole reforming thing later, when she got around to it.

There was just one problem. What were their names again? She softly sighed when she realized she'd done it again. She'd forgotten to ask their names. That kind of thing was pretty important for the whole bringing them back thing, so she was just going to have to make a note of them and hope she figured out who they were at some point.

Lion twins. Gym. 7pm-ish.

She thought about how to describe them for a second, then just shrugged to herself and added a word.

Purple.

Whether she figured out who they were eventually or just forgot about them entirely was entirely up to her. Maybe someone would ask if she'd see them, and all would click into place, or maybe they were going to go on existing as nothing more than the bulk on her truly titanic muscles and curves alike. They were girth on her biceps, heft to her thighs, and a little fat on her tail and tits, that too. All because she happened to spot them when she was hungry, and they looked ever so digestible to her.