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Ten years ago, on that very night, in that very campground, on that very lake, something bad happened. Kamili forgot exactly what. The thoroughly intoxicated hyena was busy trying not to keep over while he rowed across the water under the tranquil moonlight. Somewhere on the distant shore, the party was dying down. The other campers were a lot more rowdy than his side, and he was utterly smashed. Boating at such an hour, after having as many drinks as he'd had was a terrible idea, but he wasn't about to talk himself out of it. He was too drunk for that.

Keedee wasn't faring any better than him. His twin sister was passed out at the bottom of the little rowboat, sprawled out and snoring while her brother carried them home. The two of them looked more or less indistinguishable from afar, and from up close as well. A pair of girly spotties like them were just the sort of thing to attract the attention of something lurking in the depths.

They wouldn't have seen him coming even if they were sober. Kamili was teetering close to just falling asleep out there and hoping they didn't capsize in the night. The underwater shadow was set on accelerating his date with the lake. It swiftly slipped beneath the boat and rose up to the surface, peering up at the two luscious treats who had so conveniently floated themselves out as if on offering to them. The kelpie was going to eat well that night.

He breached the surface faster than Kamili could even blink. The hyena had no idea what was going on even as he got snatched in the tight grip of the deadly water horse. Pisces dragged him from the little rowboat, leaving it rocking as he hauled his prey into the depths. The cold water was enough to shock Kamili partly sober, but that certainly wasn't going to help him. All was wet and dark, with the touch of the kelpie's claws digging into his soaked clothing, tearing it from his curvy body.

Such a girly ass warranted plenty of groping, and Pisces made sure to take his time kneading his new prey while he stripped him naked. The pretty boy's small cock pressed against the naked equine's abdomen, pinned between those taut muscles. For all the panic of the situation, he couldn't help slightly stiffen while he got so aggressively groped like that. He was still thrashing under the water though, sending up some activity to stir the surface and rock the boat. Keedee didn't wake, drifting there without any knowledge of her twin being attacked just nearby.

Even if Kamili could have screamed, it would have soon been muffled by the grip of the kelpie's jaws. Pisces wasted no time mouthing over the much smaller boy's muzzle, engulfing it in the grip of his sharp fangs. Those were no ordinary horse teeth. They were a predatory set made for fresh meat, but for the moment they went to use for nothing more than some possessive nibbles. He kept that hyena in place while sucking on his face, lashing a lick across those panicked features while he took what he wanted from the cute thing.

Kamili was plenty durable and had bottomed for plenty of big guys before, but the kelpie was truly thick. A stiff horsecock pressing up between those soaked, spotty cheeks really got him squirming. It wasn't enough to repel the kelpie's attack. The watery monster kept his grip tight and his teeth in place, intertwining the struggling hyena's limbs to help keep him in place. He left just enough slack in his hold to allow Kamili to keep thrashing a little. Just enough to let him think he had a chance against that great underwater predator who wanted his tight ass.

Pushing that partly flared tip under Kamili's tail got a jolt of struggles from the hyena. The kelpie kept going, penetrating the soft boy underwater while Kamili's air slowly dwindled. There was nothing to gasp and attempting to call out only resulted in choking on the icy water all around them while the kelpie forced his cock deep into that girly backside. He sank deeper and deeper, clutching those taut cheeks, kneading them hard. Such a perfectly fuckable ass shouldn't have gone boating across the kelpie's lake, especially not on the night Pisces chose to feast.

Each stroke of the monster's hips pumped Kamili towards the back of the kelpie's throat mid-fuck. Pisces was already swallowing his prey before he was even balls deep in that helpless hyena. He wanted to keep those struggles going to the very last gulp, after all. Kamili was well on his way towards drowning at that rate, but first the kelpie was going to drain a hot load in his butt. Thumping harder, deeper, faster, he devastated that soft boy, forcing him to get nice and stiff for the monster violating him. Kamili's dick couldn't compare to the hefty girth of an equine, but it throbbed nicely against Pisces' firm middle while he got humped to a greedy finish by something he once thought was only a myth.

There certainly was nothing fictional about the kelpie when cock flared out to the point of bulging in the hyena's belly, ready to blow a fat load. His balls went tight, and so did Kamili. Every one of that girly boy's lean muscles was tight with the urge to cum. He couldn't fight it down when he felt the first high-pressure blast of thick, engaging cum right into his ass. Squirting all over the kelpie, his spunk was soon washed away in the current of his own thrashing. He still squirmed even as the kelpie made him cream himself, shooting hotly inside his rump, stretching him, stuffing him, weighing him down with the sheer volume of how much he had to give such a fine-assed femboy like him.

Such fuckable meat like him barely had time to bask in the orgasm inflicted on him before he was getting swallowed right off that cock. Pisces was still pulsing hot jets into him, though that didn't keep him from having his meal. He gulped and swallowed, gnawing his way down Kamili's spine and chest to yank him right off that deeply buried shaft. Another spurt of horse spunk splashed over the hyena's butt and floated off through the dark lake while he worked to devour the well-fucked hyena whole. Such a small, trim thing like him was hardly more than a snack for a hungry kelpie, even with that cream filling.

That bloated belly took some squishing and squeezing to properly get down, but the kelpie was well-equipped for eating lovely, innocent, intoxicated things like Kamili. He stretched easily to accommodate the frame of his slowly fading meal. The hyena still hadn't had a gasp of air since getting hauled off that drifting boat. His struggles were slowing while he got swallowed whole, butt finally popping off that flared tip to slip between the kelpie's fangs. A good gnawing of those fine cheeks was in order before the last swallow. No one was going to see them again.

All that biting, bloodless though it may have been, kept Kamili squirming even with how weak he'd grown. He was slumping, slouching, on the very edge of consciousness while the kelpie finished him off. Pisces floated right where he was, throwing his body into a smooth, elaborate underwater swallow that packed the hyena away inside him. What were a pair of tight abs soon became a stretched out, rounded belly jostling about with his slow swaying beneath the surface. He lingered there for a while, licking the stuck fur out of his teeth while he wickedly grinned. A stroke over the bulging shape of the hyena he'd devoured let him feel his prey's struggles so quickly fading, just as digestion began.

Just because his belly was full didn't mean it would be for long. He was far from some ordinary beast. One meal wasn't nearly enough to satisfy him on the night of his feast, even if it was an entire person. Kamili shuddered to a stop while Pisces slowly breached the surface, peering out at the boat left drifting along on the gentle lake water. Another luscious hyena would have certainly satisfied his craving for spots, but the more he considered the slumbering chocolate chip cookie on offer the more he decided it was just too easy. He wanted a meal with some fight in them. Kamili'd hardly provided it. That hyena was a good fuck, but he was already dead, already motionless as he got digested by the powerful gut of the ravenous kelpie.

With his middle shrinking down second by second, crushing and compacting the hyena inside him, Pisces began to make his way towards the shore. He left Keedee floating where she was, snoozing through it all while her twin was added to the kelpie's mass. It wasn't like she was going anywhere. Maybe she'd make a good dessert. Stepping onto solid land and rising up, fully naked, dripping, glistening in the moonlight, Pisces clutched and hefted his belly just to feel it jiggle with the sloshing, softening remains of all that delicious hyena meat while he took it for his own. By the time he found his next meal, Kamili would be gone, fully digested and added to that monstrous form. Appetite already rising, he stalked through the shadows and crept his way into the quiet campground, where all manner of delicious treats awaited him, unsuspecting.

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Charlotte always loved it when Noah painted her with cum, but it did mean she needed a good shower after they were done rutting in their cabin. The hyena twins they were sharing the room with still hadn't come back from the party across the lake, so they had the place all to themselves. Noah was probably already passed out. The buck was a good fuck but always seemed to fall asleep so shortly after they were done. At least he wasn't going to disturb her shower. There was a limited amount of hot water to go around in the camp, and Charlotte was content to use every last drop, steaming her shiny curves, soaking and soaping up her plump tits, making sure to wash off every drop of deer cum before she returned to her big dumb boyfriend.

She was only a room away from him, but he didn't hear a thing when she was ambushed in the middle of her relaxing shower. A pair of powerful arms seized her from behind, shoving her up against the wall. Before she had a chance to cry out for the buck, a pair of slavering jaws descended over her head from behind. The teeth pressing to her neck were enough of a threat to keep her from struggling too much, but the kelpie wrapped her up in the binding tendrils of his mane and tail nonetheless. He wasn't about to wait to enjoy such a soft, breedable mare. She might have been recently fucked, but that just meant she was loosened up for a nice big horsecock.

Pressing deep inside her from behind, flare thudding bluntly against her folds then penetrating her, spreading her wide, the kelpie snorted around his prey-to-be. He was already working towards swallowing her, inching down along her head, flattening her ears, soaking her hair in his saliva. Sucking the flavour out of her while he stuffed her full of dick had him grunting and groaning. When he started to hump her, she broke free of that paralyzed state to start fighting back at last. Calling out inside the kelpie's throat didn't get her anywhere, and she was far too wrapped up in the clutches and tendrils alike to pull away, but she made it slightly harder to fuck her at least.

Pisces drove deeper until he bottomed out, gnawing her throat and licking her face while he dragged a little more inside of his throat. He was actively swallowing her while he rutted her in the shower, the water growing colder the longer he pounded at her shaking, bouncing body. That didn't bother him. He was used to lurking in the icy lake after all. Besides, the mare was nice and warm, tightly winking around his cock no matter how forceful he was. He thumped her hard without ever even giving her a glimpse of who was attacking her, eating his way down to her bust. The only thing that could save her then was the tight grip of her pussy.

She flexed hard enough to give him pause, pushed over the edge to another orgasm. He made her cum faster than the buck did. She squirted on her thighs, holding him like a vise while his cock flared out, wedging him in place for a time. A shudder of pleasure passed through him as he started squirting a load inside her, soaking that mare womb with some impressively potent seed. Whether it was going to take or not didn't really matter anymore, with her head already tucked away in his throat, muffling all her cries. When he tried to take more of her, he found himself stuck, at least for a time.

That worked for him. He was content to knead around his prey's features with those heavy gulps, teasing her about what was to come. It was an overwhelming squeeze of his throat muscles trying to get her down, prying her off his cock inch by inch. He managed to inch his fangs down over her bust, pressing deeply into that soft titflesh the whole time, clutching her rump to lift her right up off her hooves. Her weight didn't seem to give him even slight pause. Eventually, with enough tugging, he popped her off his shaft with a great splat of spunk, letting it all swirl and run down the drain.

From there, she was nothing more than a feast. Her muffled screams grew fainter with each swallow, tucking her shapely form into the kelpie's belly, stretching out his jaws around her. He nibbled plenty but she went down whole, hooves kicking up in the air while the cold water rolled down his naked form, soaking his swelling middle. She made for a great big bulge by the time he was shaking down the last of her athletic legs, deeply swallowing around her thighs to slurp her away. Bouncing, sloshing about in his stomach, she didn't stop using her voice to protest against the circumstances. Pisces simply gave her a few slaps, drumming on her confined form while juices poured all over her, ready to digest all that horse meat. A wicked grin spread across his face when he had an idea.

Noah slept through it all. The handsome buck was all sprawled out on the dishevelled covers, nakedly clutching the pillow he was drooling on. Such a position simply put that perky rump on offer, advertised by the short deer tail above. The kelpie lumbered in, the sound of his hooves heavier with the weight in his gut. All it managed to bring from the buck was a sleepy mutter of Charlotte's name. He was partly right. She was there, just tucked away inside a kelpie's flesh, being digested alive. Pisces delighted in the ruse, but he didn't remain subtle for long.

Pouncing onto the sleeping prey animal's back, he brought his fangs to Noah's throat while slamming that bulging belly onto his back. The assault jolted the buck awake with a startled cry, even a bleat, but he was utterly flattened beneath all that weight. His struggles were quickly overtaken by the kelpie's unnatural strength, snatching his strong arms to pull them behind his back. Charlotte squirmed where she was pressed against him, letting him writhe in wide-eyed horror as he felt every squirm, every struggle and churn of her being digested right against him while the monster from the lake mounted his taut ass.

"Wait, no no, you don't want to ... Charlotte?" he blurted out, briefly wondering if it was some kind of elaborate prank. Maybe he was hoping it was, so the apparent reality would stop happening.

His girlfriend definitely didn't have teeth like that. Pisces dug them a little deeper into the tender throat of the herbivore just to drive that point home. She didn't have a cock like that either. The kelpie humped and rubbed against that fine ass, finding his spot between the cheeks. Noah alternated between angry growls as if to scare the monster off of him and frightened cries, even whimpers. The latter grew more prominent when he got penetrated, that fat horsecock still slick with his girlfriend's juices, and all the cum Pisces pumped into Charlotte before devouring her. Noah was starting to get the idea more and more, and that squirming was her being sizzled and slushed by the potent juices that had already transformed an entire hyena into nothing more than mush that night.

Humping at him a few times really got those bleats going. Pisces chuckled at the sound of those. He stuck his cock deep inside the struggling buck, growling his delight, but it was more just a matter of teasing him. Pisces taunted that strong male by showing him precisely how helpless he was, bouncing up and down atop his butt a few times, but he eventually pulled out so he could have a little more fun. After two big loads, he was feeling like he needed a refill. Snatching the deer by the hooves let him start feeding those legs directly into his expanding cockslit. It easily stretched out around his pending prey to demonstrate how easy it was going to be to consume him in a whole other way.

"No no no no!" the deer kept calling. Pisces let him cry out. By the time help came, they'd just be his next victims.

Dragging the deer across the bed, bulging his cock with his masculine prey, the kelpie loudly snorted his pleasure. All he had to do was to rub and stroke his shaft, and those flexes did all the work for him. The deer frantically grabbed at the covers, stripping the bed bare while he got swallowed by the kelpie's cock. Swimming in the scent of the stronger male, bathing in his precum, touching down into his nuts, the deer could do little more than groan his humiliation while he got swallowed and stuffed away. He rounded out those balls a little more as he sagged into them, sloshing in freshly-churned cum. It was overwhelming him with the heat clinging to his fur and skin, soaking into him, already starting to invade his very essence and transform his being into the kelpie's next load.

The only obstacle to his indulgence was those antlers. He reached up to tug them, finding them very close to their shedding date, so wobbly he didn't even have to break them. They simply detached with ease just as his flared cock pulled up around the deer's face, ensuring he went down smooth. Pisces tossed them aside and patted a hand on top of the deer's head, shoving him away with a humping thrust. With prey still struggling and digesting in his belly, and another now tucked away into his balls to get clenched and churned to fresh jizz, he wasn't exactly moving quickly. Still, he managed to vanish from sight before the other campers arrived, bursting in after they'd heard the sound of the buck crying for help before his creamy ingestion.

"Hey! What's going on?" Mahiri burst in to discover the aftermath of the scene. The leopardess furrowed her brow at the sight of covers strewn all over, there was a trail of juices along the floor, and most disturbingly, a set of shed antlers lay right there on the destroyed bed.

"What is it? What's all the noise?" Kirabo rushed in afterwards. The feminine zebra fellow was hardly dressed for a night like that, still nicely clad in a skirt and a pair of stockings that complimented his striped form.

Obie crept in afterwards, nervously observing the scene without saying a word. The possum was similarly dressed for a regular party, but not a search party, but he was content to listen to what needed to happen next.

"Something's going on. I don't know if it's another one of those dumb pranks from the other camp, or if it's serious. I think we'd better go look."

"Oh ..." Obie murmured at first, but he had to agree that was the best idea, even if he wished he could be excused.

"Well. If that's what you think," Kirabo added. "We're with you."

"Yeah! With you." Obie braced himself to nod along. He wasn't about to let them go alone, even if he had a seriously bad feeling.

They gathered some flashlights but that was the most prep they had time for. Casting out into the woods, they stuck together as best they could, calling out the buck and mare's names. Their beams swept through the shadows, but the kelpie was nowhere to be found, no matter how weighed down they were. He was already softening up mare and deer alike, smoothing them over with every messy gurgle, adding them to his bulk or packing his nuts taut with them. His hiding place was closer than they might have thought. They might have even heard him churning their friends if they stopped shouting and listened for a moment , but they were going to feel him first instead.

It started as nothing more than a caress. Mahiri assumed it was nothing more than a small branch brushing by her hair. Yet it persisted, winding its way around her shoulders, then around her neck. Such a soft touch was almost unnoticeable at first, at least until she reached up to brush it away. That was when it tightened, like a rope being pulled taut around her. It curled into her mouth like a gag, silencing her initial cry. Prying and clawing at it didn't do much to loosen it either. Neither did biting.

The silky touch of the kelpie's mane and tail might have felt gentle at first, but they were as strong as any binding. The leopardess found herself ensnared by the creeping tendrils reaching down from above. Pisces was taking a page from the big cat's own book, lurking on a sturdy tree branch while he reeled in his prey as if fishing for kitties. Before her struggles could grow too violent, he wrapped up her wrists, leaving her as a pair of legs kicking about while she got hauled right up off her paws. She vanished into the thick branches above, camouflaged amidst the leaves, enveloped in the kelpie's grasp in a moment.

Of course a leopard had plenty of fight in her. Probably more than any of his meals so far. She thrashed about while he wrestled her into submission, wrapping a powerful arm around her throat, slowly choking her out while she bucked and shook against him. It didn't take much effort to get on top of her, idly grinding against her butt from behind. A few leaves fluttered to the ground below, but the search party didn't bother to look up. It was probably just the breeze. Mahiri could actively see the others, wandering about, surely confused by her sudden disappearance, but they didn't bother to look up. No matter how much she stared at them, trying to will them to find her.

It might have already been too late. She could feel the kelpie's fangs playing through her hair, brushing against the back of her skull while he strangled her into a more agreeable catch. Even partly suffocated, she certainly didn't stop fighting him. His tendrils took her firmly, pulling her legs apart, binding them in place while he worked with her belt. The shapely feline wasn't so easily stripped given how tight she liked her clothes, but Pisces worked in time to get her mostly bottomless. He left her shorts and panties alike around her ankles so they didn't fall down to alert the others. Her bra he just snapped in half, reaching up her shirt, grasping and groping at those great big tits.

The mrawl of protest she tried to get out would have certainly told everyone where she was, but she didn't manage much more than a faint choking sound. It was mostly indistinguishable from the rustling of leaves as the possum and zebra below paused to try to search for her. As the biggest of the three, maybe the strongest too, and certainly the one with the sharpest fangs, but she was in no position to keep them safe from the attacker currently nibbling on her head and grinding his stiffening cock along her inner thigh.

"Mahiri? Mahiri!" Kirabo's voice rang out through the night with increasing concern, though he partly stifled it to avoid alerting the very monster who lurked only just above them.

"She couldn't have gone far ... " Obie nervously murmured.

She tried a call, a rumble, a growl, but with Pisces' tight grip around her throat, nothing made enough noise to tip them off. They paced back and forth, looking for any trace. The possum even got down on his knees to shine his flashlight at the dirt, scanning over Mahiri's suddenly vanishing tracks. While he was down there, the kelpie stuck his sex-slick shaft up against the resistant leopard's pussy. He bit her ear and humped his way inside her, stretching her out while she uselessly wriggled, pushing against his muscular bulk. His power was even greater than it initially felt. It was perfect for holding stubborn cats in place and penetrating them right within earshot of her friends.

That firm horsecock was so wet that just shoving it inside Mahiri was enough to squeeze out a splash of juices. Or perhaps that was a little of the leopard's own arousal? Either way, it trickled down below, misting the back of the possum's neck while he crouched there. Obie reached up to rub at it, wondering if it had started raining, and thought no more of it. He didn't look up. Maybe he was truly oblivious, or maybe some part of him knew what was right up there, watching him, waiting for an excuse to snag him too. Terror had a way of making that nervous boy freeze right up.

Mahiri liked to think he wouldn't leave her like that. He was loyal, even in such circumstances. She wasn't sure what he expected him to do, though. Neither he nor Kirabo were the fighting sort, armed with only flashlights while the horror from the lake fucked her cunt right there in the very forest they were searching. He at least stopped strangling her enough to allow her to gasp out briefly, just to keep her from passing out while he took her for his own, pumping that thick shaft in and out of her, rocking the branches with his thrusts. It was his fourth fuck of the night, but churning up the handsome buck in his big fat balls just meant he was leaking an excess of precum, throbbing with tense, rigid need to drain his nuts inside someone soft just like Mahiri.

Eventually, the search party moved on, leaving her behind to deal with the beast. With the grip of his arm around her throat finally loosened, she tried to muster up one good cry for help. That got muffled not by choking her, but by stretching his jaws wide and shoving her head into his mouth. Locked in his humid maw, fangs pressing against her throat, she could scream all she liked. It was nothing more than a wetly muffled sound, easily drowned out by the schlick of his cock pumping in and out of her. He was already filling her up with all the precum pouring out of him, all thanks to that creamed buck making his sack so very heavy. The tension trembled through his entire shaft, just looking for a place to release.

Sucking on the leopard's head, her hair dangling from his drooling chops, the kelpie worked to savage her all the more roughly once her friends were well out of the way. He still didn't risk giving her voice back. The leopard was ready to roar while she got her pussy slammed by that huge, flared kelpie cock. The smack of his oversized, prey-stuffed nuts slapping against her ass while he harshly fucked her sent shivers through her body, wobbling her juiciest assets even while she was captured in his clutches. He snorted while he lightly chewed on her, teasing at her skull, or slipping his fangs just under her chin. For a moment it felt like he was going to bite down completely mid-orgasm and leave her without a head, but he settled on nothing more than giving her a good chimp while he bottomed out, balls flexed taut and perfectly smooth while they flexed against her bare, spotty ass.

If the rest of the search party was still below her, they definitely would have heard the tremendous splurch of the kelpie blowing the creamed up deer straight inside the leopard's womb. She was swollen in a second, and then somewhere well beyond that moments later. He bloated her with fresh cum, engorging her belly until it sagged below the branch. A few more good slams mid-cumshot sent jets of the hot mess squirting all around them, raining to the distant ground. Her struggles lessened by the moment as she tightened all around his flared cock while he dumped his load inside her. The clenches and contractions she made around his cock were a telltale sign of how warmly her body accepted his excessive offer, no matter how much she tried to yowl.

He was devouring her before he even finished cumming inside of her. That brief moment of submission, of totally breaking down under the kelpie's relentless lust was enough to leave her off guard for the first swallow. Not that it would have mattered much regardless. She was going down his throat whether she was remotely willing to or not. His throat hugged her face tightly, squishing around her stunned, orgasmic features while she squirmed on his cock. That only served to milk him for a little longer, helping to work out the gallons of her former friend until she was overflowing with all the prey-cum Pisces had made of Noah.

Pulling out from the flooded kitty, the kelpie clutched her claws, clawing at her bust before engulfing it between his fangs. He made sure to give that a good gnawing before he stuffed it away, all to himself. Such a curvy morsel was going to make a fine bulge, just like the mare before her. She was going to digest just as smoothly, too. His belly was already rumbling as if he hadn't eaten in days, no matter how many people he melted down to add to his bulk, to his power. His appetite was just as monstrous as him.

Mahiri managed a brief scream somewhere around the point the kelpie's fangs were dancing down her belly and spine alike. She was still partly clothed, but his slobber soaked through her fur and into her skin while he slurped and slathered her up all the way down. A good kick at his leg was the best she could manage while those tendrils of fine hair unwound from her limbs, but it was far too little, far too late to stave off her gurgling fate. Her reward for bravely leading a party out in search of her her lost friends was to be fucked and devoured in a tree. Truly the most ironic of ends for a leopardess.

Once he got down to her thick ass and pulled his cock fully out of her, leaving her to gush a waterfall of his cum down to the grass below, snatching her by the ankles. He simply sat there on the branch from there, enjoying his meal. His strength was more than enough to pull her still-struggling legs apart so he could scoop his tongue under her pussy from behind, lapping at some of his own cum. A few licks weren't going to deal with that much mess, but they certainly made his prey squirm. She kept on wriggling like a spotty fish all the way down. He tucked her away after that, gripping her ankles tight, shoving her into his gullet. There was no more time to toy with his prey when he was practically starving with the need to digest a leopardess.

One more long swallow sucked her past his fangs and left him slurping at her legs and tail alike. He let that spotted noodle flail about while he finished her off, sending the bulge of shapely cat descending into his gut. Wetly smacking to the bottom of his belly made the branch sag slightly. Pisces belched and thumped her a few times with his fist just to get her comfortably settled. Then it was a matter of kneading. He made sure to grope her tits for as long as they were still intact, but the rumbling of his hungry stomach was already vibrating all around her. Soon after that it was the wet suckling of impending digestion, the trickle of hissing juices, the kneading of the walls to work them deeply into the helpless leopard tucked away in the same chamber that had melted so many pretty things before her.

Climbing down from the tree with a full gut was no trouble for Pisces. He was built to haul around whole, squirming prey. The chamber that was Mahiri's prison squeezed far too tightly for her to get any proper fighting in. Nothing that proved effective anyway. She did succeed at making the bulge in his middle jump and jiggle about for his amusement. He pressed his cock up against it, grinding on her while she uselessly fought for her life, exhausting herself while he humped his slowly digesting prey. She was going to take a little longer than some of the others. Enough so that Pisces decided to make a little change. Taking another form was simple for a kelpie like him, and the other members of the search party were going to be so very surprised when he caught up to them.

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Kirabo was starting to feel like they were lost. Obie insisted they keep going. Mahiri had to be out there somewhere, and they were going to find her. Neither of them were sure what exactly they were supposed to do if she was actually in danger. She was the one who was supposed to have a plan in those cases. Either way, the zebra was content to follow the possum for a little longer. He didn't want to leave a friend behind, even if he had misgivings about the whole 'searching in the dark' thing from the very start. Besides, Obie was pretty much an expert in those woods. If there was anyone he could trust to lead him home, it was that poss.

There was one thing neither of them were prepared for. What if instead of hunting for their friends, something was hunting them? Pisces wasn't exactly subtle. He hardly had to be anymore. After swallowing Mahiri, he trotted along on four hooves rather than two with her still-squirming body sagging below him. She made less of a bulge while he was in his feral form, but it was still an obvious shape of a living person being digested alive. There was even still a visible outline of Mahiri's tits pressing against the chamber that had claimed her.

"Looking for someone?" Pisces spoke softly, casually even as he crept up behind the pretty boys.

He let that moment linger, standing there, taller than each of them even on all fours, outweighing them a dozen times over. They whirled around together, so closely synced that Pisces had to chuckle. His grin only spread wider and wider when he got a good look at their faces. From confusion and surprise to sheer horror all in the span of a few seconds, they seemed to know exactly what he was about just from a look. He even spotted them glancing down at his undercarriage to inspect the faintly wiggling shape of the melting leopardess. The strongest among them, and there he was churning her. If they listened very closely, they might have even heard her muffled cries for help over the noisy grumbles and groans of his digestive process.

Each of them did as they did best. Which was to say, the zebra immediately bolted without so much as a word. That left the possum to stare with wider and wider eyes until it was simply too much for his nervous disposition. A fainting spell came over him, leaving him keeling over as if dead. He still had his hands up in the air, frozen in place. Such an easy meal he would have made for a huge, feral kelpie, but Pisces instead found himself attracted to the thrill of the chase. Taking a few moments to give Kirabo a head start, he then ducked his head and snorted with excitement, charging off at an alarming pace right after the zebra.

Kirabo most certainly wasn't dressed for this. He tore through the bushes, crashing through trees, bruising himself on the branches that broke on his shoulders and arms. One of them almost took his head right off but he ducked just in time. He didn't know where he was going. His flashlight was long gone. The moonlight was hardly adequate for illuminating his escape route. All the while, he could hear the hooves. Not just his own, but the much heavier thump of the galloping beast hunting him down. It was enough to make him look back just for a moment, and that's when he tripped.

Pisces saw him fall from afar. He was upon him in moments. Kirabo found himself bent over a fallen log as he crashed and burned, struggling to rise amidst his panic. How considerate of that girly zebra to wear something that gave his pursuer such easy access to that upturned stripey ass. Pisces pounced, planting his front hooves down on either side of the striped equine's head, overtaking him with his bulk. The shrinking, softening bulge of Mahiri pressed down atop the zebra's back to hold him in place with that extra weight. It was still faintly moving, but not much. Kirabo was going to feel the final twitches of the cat-turned-meal while he got his shiny donut fucked by the kelpie beast.

A massive, flared cock like that needed an experienced partner to take it, and Pisces had found the perfect one. The zebra had a sturdy build despite his more girly shapes, and of course that perfectly plump, black hole to stuff full. Pisces didn't tease, nor did he allow his prey the time to adjust to his size. He was horny and his feral form drove him to ram that cute butt hard. Plenty of zebra bleats and cries escaped Kirabo, but he was all alone in the dark with the kelpie. Even well away from the lake, Pisces was still very much in his element, and there was no one out there to save that firm, fuckable zebra.

Snorting, drooling even, the kelpie fucked that striped butt while his gut flattened over once more. The only remaining traces of Mahiri, and all the other meals that had come before her was the hanging, softened paunch swinging with his lustful lunges. He plapped those stripes hard, driving Kirabo's head right into the dirt. It certainly wasn't comfortable for him getting fucked by the water horse while bent over a harsh, scraping log, barely dressed for the weather nevermind total annihilation. Pisces hardly cared about making things pleasant for his next victim. With his gut having mostly processed the cat, he was already drooling a little just thinking of getting another equine down his throat.

First though, he took his time pounding that tight butt. Kirabo was built for taking rough rides, but it didn't take him long until he was fucked a little stupid. It was hard for him to think, hard for him to even remember to keep struggling when he was getting all his buttons pressed so succinctly. His cock was starting to tent his already lifted skirt, stiffening a little more with each thrust. Was he even resisting anymore? It was hard to say. He certainly was in no position to overpower the huge, muscular horse fucking his ass. Maybe there was nothing to do but to take some enjoyment from it.

The constant thump and driving pop of that medial ring popping in and out of him was what rushed him to a finish long before he was even ready. Pisces milked the zebra's prostate with the sheer brutality of his thrusts, driving him from frightened calls to tiny whimpers. Kirabo tried not to explicitly moan, but he'd never been fucked quite like that before. He was drooling for the kelpie, throbbing, dripping precum in the dirt. He couldn't help but clench down in the middle of that pounding and blow a fat load of zebra cum all over himself and his surroundings alike, just in case the monster attacking him didn't already think he was a fuckable, slutty bottom.

Making the zebra hose himself down in spunk was enough to get the kelpie pressing deeper, harder, thudding against those fine cheeks until he had all but bottomed out. That left his massive cock fully sheathed in the zebra, bulging him from belly to chest. Such a deep penetration ought to have broken him into tiny little pieces, but somehow Kirabo endured. He even managed to stay vaguely coherent while he got his belly filled with hot kelpie cum. Pisces snorted, brayed, and even gave a fangy snarl while he pressed his swinging nuts tightly to the zebra's backside, giving him one good thud before he finished off that forceful feral fuck in the middle of the dark forest.

He left his cock inside the zebra for as long as it took to fill him to the brim. Kirabo was drooling kelpie cum by the time Pisces was done shooting, coughing it up when his body simply had nowhere else to hold it. The kelpie leaned his head down near the zebra's, but eating him right off his cock was going to prove a little too challenging for his current form. Instead, he slowly schlurked out of that stretched, well-used hole, leaving the zebra absolutely wrecked. Kirabo cum from both ends, coughing, panting, wheezing, and he didn't so much as whimper for help when those jaws descended upon him.

Knowing there was another pretty little treat waiting for him on the forest floor somewhere back where he first showed himself, Pisces feasted upon the zebra without much savouring him. He didn't even bother to undress him first. Those thin layers weren't going to last long in his stomach anyway. An initial chomp of those fangs went all the way down to his chest, sending a jolt through his dazed body. Kirabo seemed to know he was supposed to have more of a reaction than that, but he couldn't give much more than a semblance of a struggle, a parody really. He wiggled a little, finding his body far too numb and weakened in the aftermath of that orgasm the kelpie fucked right out of him.

That made it easy to wrench him back with the grip of the kelpie's jaws alone. Those teeth dug in deep, maybe piercing the skin just a touch as Pisces whipped his head upwards, flailing the zebra's hooves through the air in the process of tucking him into that bulging feral throat. There was plenty more room in there, aided by the mythic monster's unnatural flexibility. He held the zebra upside down, hooves towards the sky, and simply let him fall right down his throat. Gobbling and gnawing all the way down to keep him from slipping, he worked his teeth along that ass while he consumed it, stuffed everything away in service to one great big gulp of finality.

The first and final swallow left the kelpie tossing his tail and shaking his body from side to side in satisfaction. Another meal sliding down, sagging beneath his feral form, and he was satisfied once more. Anything else was truly excessive, and yet he couldn't help but ponder dessert. Trotting along, bouncing the zebra up and down with every step seemed to be enough to finally make Kirabo realize how much trouble he was in. It was rather late for kicking, but at least he had more room for it than the kelpie's previous victims that night.

He could really get those legs moving in there. Pisces actually paused on the spot for a moment when he felt those hooves impact the slimy walls hugging around his meal. That wouldn't do at all. Concentrating for a moment, he abruptly shifted back to his previous form, standing on two hooves once more after a brief stretching and twisting of his limbs and joints alike. The crunching of bone wasn't just his own. That chamber compacted so tightly around the zebra that it crushed much of the life out of him. After that, he was much less active, barely even breathing beneath the muscles and pudge of the kelpie's belly.

Pisces retraced his steps, stalking through the hoofprints, moving quietly so as not to disturb the precious sleeping boy. He found Obie precisely where he left him. Maybe he really was dead. A nudge with his hoof didn't get much of a response. Obie wore a blank expression, mouth open, tongue hanging out, eyes closed. Pisces shrugged and knelt down to get down a little closer, grasping one of the pretty boy's legs, tugging it around his waist while he pulled at the possum's belt. A little gasp came from the passed out morsel as if just to confirm he was still alive, but he didn't wake up.

The kelpie couldn't help but toy with the cute little cowboy's outfit while he played around with him. First off, he stole the bandana from around his neck and put it around his own. He liked some of those rings too. They didn't fit his fingers when he tried them on, but he was content to keep them for himself. A few tugs to those pretty braids were merely for the kelpie's amusement. That didn't wake him either. After that, it was simply a matter of unbuckling his threat and peeling him from his clothes without any sort of resistance whatsoever. Obie was dead weight, but Pisces could overcome that with sheer strength.

With his gut still moving, he laid it down onto the possum's own middle, almost crushing him beneath all that weight while he pushed the girly thing into a mating press. Clutching him by the hips let Pisces pull that butt close, nudging his cock against the rim of his unconscious plaything. He saw a little life return to Obie's face when he nudged his dick against that tight hole, but it still wasn't enough to rouse the silly thing. Maybe he was just playing dead in hopes the deadly kelpie would leave him alone, but Pisces wasn't about to abandon a piece of meat like him.

Sinking in a little deeper didn't get a yelp or even a gasp from the possum. Pisces penetrated his prey slowly, inching along, watching for a reaction. Kirabo still attempted to kick a little where he was tucked away inside the kelpie, but he was weakening. It wasn't clear if he was going to last until the possum slipped down to join him. Pisces pulled that butt closer, stuffing the tight boy, humping him with half his cock sheathed snugly between those cheeks, balls resting atop that bare pink tail.

He had to snort his amusement that even getting fucked in his apparent sleep wasn't enough to get so much as a peep from the passed out possum. Definitely the easiest fuck and meal he'd ever had. All he had to do was show himself and the prey just laid himself out to be taken. Humping and grinding along, he pleasured himself with Obie's body, at last feeling some response in the form of that clenching tension, in that tight ass going even tighter all around him, hugging, massaging, all but begging for a thick kelpie creampie right inside his belly. If his small frame could even handle that much cum.

Snorting, puffing, grunting his way through that little pleasure session with his obedient cocksleeve, the kelpie found he had one more good load to give such a soft, pretty boy. His thrusting got a little more aggressive, a little more uncontrolled until he was pounding that boy back and forth, sliding him through the dirt and grass to stain his fur while he clutched and clawed at those hips and cheeks, pulling them closer and closer. With his belly squishing down on his prey, his balls slapping the possum's ass, and his zebra-filled stomach pinning him in place, the kelpie went off one more time, moaning into the night.

A thick shot of hot spunk poured deeply into the cutie's insides, filling and swelling him in seconds. Those equine nuts were still ever so productive. Maybe Mahiri had helped him churn up some more cum to give that unconscious cowboy. He shot the possum full of spunk until he overflowed. Leaving his cock inside that tight ass to slowly spurt the last few drops he had to give once he was finally drained, he huffed, grunted, and finally just licked his chops. It was time to descend upon his meal. Passed out or not, he looked far too tasty not to add him to his body.

That was when Obie finally opened his eyes. That the very first thing he saw was the sight of those drooling jaws coming right at his face was enough to bring another very instinctual response from the helpless possum. The screech-scream-hiss might have even been a fairly imposing sound if it wasn't immediately muffled by the fangy maw wrapping around his face. Pisces enveloped him, still balls deep in his prey, getting a proper wriggle out of him that only served to massage his cock a little longer. He still had a few more spurts to give that boy's tight butt, but even he had to admit when he was drained. Maybe digesting two more meals would give him the refill he needed.

With the zebra still very much whole and only slightly digested around the edges, his belly was about to get awfully crowded. Maybe an ordinary horse might have burst at such a stuffing, but he didn't even flinch. He was a kelpie, an eater of whatever and whoever he liked. They were near enough to his lake for him to consider them fair game. Guzzling him down like a glass of cold water, he grabbed at that pink tail to further tease his meal into squirming properly.

Confused and overwhelmed having just woken up full of cum, Obie could only thrash about while he got his tail yanked and his head shoved down the kelpie's throat. His vision was all dark once more, but this time he was still very much conscious. Pisces swallowed him much more slowly than the zebra before him. He had to make sure he had enough room for both those boys to settle in together. Besides, there was plenty to tease, plenty to grope and toy with on the way down.

First he dug his fingers deep into those pert cheeks, kneading into the plush curves and padding there. Bottom-heavy boys always made such fine meals, and they were excitable too. Pulling his cock out while the possum's hips were sliding past his teeth, he took the time to play with Obie's tender dick for just a little while. With hands and tongue alike, he taunted and teased his prey, tormenting him with pleasure and terror alike for as long as he remained framed there, half-swallowed, coming ever so close to joining the zebra in a digestive journey. He wasn't going to let go until the possum came for him, and he didn't have to wait long.

Obie couldn't endure such a combined assault. Even frozen in such fear that he could barely even kick his legs, he was writhing in rising ecstasy while he got his shiny cock played with. The kelpie pulled it up and down while lavishing it with sloppy licks, drooling all over it just as much as he drooled over the rest of that tasty boy. A threatening gulp made Obie squirm all the more, but the kelpie wasn't finishing off his meal just yet. He jerked and slurped that trapped possum, leaving him kicking between those fangs until he was twitching his way to an orgasm that had him helpless for the final slurps.

Legs and tail alike made for such succulent noodles. The kelpie swallowed his prey still cumming, still twitching through the throes of orgasm all the way down. He made those legs disappear with one last lick along the possum's toes and tailtip alike, flexing his gullet hard around his meal until Obie settled harshly down to get mashed up against the zebra. Maybe it was merciful that the zebra was still alive, but all that meant was they were going to digest together. The confines were far too tight to speak, both of them struggling for air while they were squished into one ball of prey bulging out the kelpie's belly. Pisces rose up from where he'd fucked the possum numb, gave his cock one more soft squeeze just to confirm he didn't need another good rut before returning to the lake. Then he departed, gut jiggling and sloshing all the way.

Gurgling up his final course and dessert alike, belching as he stalked the woods, the kelpie found the water's edge without fail. He always knew the way. It was time to submerge into the depths, to slumber and siphon off every last nutrient he could from those two boys diminishing inside him. No one was going to find a trace of them when he added them fully to his body. His rampages were only going to continue on those fateful nights, when so many luscious campers crowded the nearby cabins, foolishly disregarding the tales of the whole place being cursed. They always did.

With the morning sun peeking over the tops of the trees, Keedee found herself rudely awakened by the wet thud of her boat making contact with the lake's shore. She'd been drifting all night, pleasantly passed out and ignorant of everything that had happened to her friends and twin alike. Scanning the treeline for signs of her brother but finding nothing but the sound of the breeze, she decided to call out and hope he was in a better state than her.

"Kamili?"

When she got no answer, she simply shrugged. He was probably playing one of his pranks again. It was time to rise up to stretch and groan, head spinning after the previous night's activities. The hyena was far too hungover to consider how weird it was to wake up there. Nor did she pay any mind to the disturbance in the water behind her. A faint splash at first, then a louder one as a shadow overtook her. A full-course meal and dessert was more than enough to satisfy a kelpie, but that chocolate chip cookie looked like the perfect palate cleanser for the morning after his great feast.