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The new year had arrived, and the party was over. All that was left was to recover. There were bodies everywhere. Everyone just slept wherever they could find a surface to pass out on. Alcohol had just been the start. When the designer drugs came out, all new levels of intoxication had been achieved by the many partygoers who'd chosen to partake. The campground was normally so quiet in the winter, but the revelry had rung out all through the cabins and beyond into the deep, dark woods, as if to wake every creature who dwelt there.

The cabins were well insulated against the cold, at least. Half a dozen of them surrounded the central gathering spot, where a campfire had burned brightly, and the music had been pumping. The chaos left empty cups and bottles scattered around the firepit like debris after an explosion, along with the discarded clothes of plenty of the participants. Whatever had been in that little something extra special they'd mostly all indulged in that night, it made them horny, and nearly everyone had hooked up with friend or stranger alike by the end of the festivities.

One of them was still awake. Zarian was having such a good time he couldn't actually sleep. Instead, he sat under a tree, spotty ass plopped right down in the snow, reviewing the footage he'd managed to capture that night. The aspiring filmmaker was always looking for a good shot, even while he was out of his mind on mystery drugs from a shady masked doctor in an underground lab. He wasn't sure what good it was supposed to be. Was he making a documentary? A music video? But that was the magic of it - a little editing work, and the images of indulgence could be anything.

Given the cheetah's whole world was swirling around him as he just sat there, faintly chuckling to himself, a few hallucinations were far from surprising. That was the only explanation he could think of anyway when he saw two enormous beasts so casually plodding together into the campground. The wolf alone was bigger than any member his species should have been, but even more unusual was the sight of him walking right beside an animal Zarian was almost entirely sure didn't tend to hang out in a forest like that, much less make friends with wolves. A black panther? A stocky jaguar at that. That was the best his drugged out mind could come up with? He wasn't going to be fooled.

The pair saw him staring eventually and locked eyes with him. He found himself looking into the golden brown gaze of the intelligent-looking wolf, along with the stark blue of the panther regarding him. For a moment it looked as if the two animals muttered something to each other, and then they made their approach to the half-naked cheetah, licking their lips. A sober someone would have probably been terrified at such a sight, but all that cat could do was grin at the ridiculousness of it all. Especially when they spoke to him.

"Hey," the wolf said. "Got any room left on that?"

The panther didn't speak a word yet. He lingered nearby, body tensed to show off his impressive musculature, tail slowly swaying. Pouncing was definitely on his mind, but he held back for the moment. Zarian happily indulged the magical talking wolf he was definitely just imagining.

"Oh, yeah, totally. Even have it set up to get some pretty decent streaming quality out here. We can make you a star."

The wolf's face lit up with amusement. He perked his ears and tilted his head.

"Is that so? Well. I can tell you've been having a good time out here tonight. How about you get that all set up and follow us around a bit while we do our thing? We'll call it the Takoda and Dusk show. I'm the former, the grim-looking fellow is the latter. Don't worry, he's always like that."

"Cool." Zarian nodded, forgetting to introduce himself. He wasn't even sure if he was awake, or if he existed, so considering the moral implications of filming his sleeping friends and putting it on the internet wasn't exactly a priority for him.

Then there was the unsubtle intimidation factor of the big black cat ominously rumbling at him the whole time. Did Dusk ever actually blink? He was smooth, sleek, and completely spotless, at least in the moonlight. He probably could have disappeared entirely into the night if Zarian blinked for too long. The wolf seemed more friendly, but he too had an intense, even hungry look in his eyes that motivated the cat to clamour up from the snow and get his camera rolling once more. The connection wasn't the best out there, but it was good enough to stay stable at a lower quality, blurring some of the details of what was about to follow.

Once he was up on his surprisingly steady feet, he trailed the beasts, pointing the camera at them the entire time. From that angle, he got an especially lewd look at two pairs of swinging nuts so freely on display. It wasn't as if animals like them wore clothes. He almost laughed at the sight anyway, just for how plump they were. Those drugs must have been making him horny again, even after all the sex he'd already had through the night. Hefty balls and ample sheaths like that was exactly what the slowly growing streaming audience liked, flooding the chat with their approval.

Sniffing the air put the wolf on the trail of prey he could never resist. He was licking his chops a whole lot more from the moment he caught the scent of the deer. A cute, ample buck had slunk off on his own for a shower after getting triple-tagged by some friends of his. To his credit, he'd even managed to get himself clean before passing on his towel before he could dry himself off completely. He smelled nice, and his fur was all fresh and smooth, ready to be ruined by the raunchy, musky creatures that stalked him in the night. Dusk was content to follow the wolf, trusting his nose, and Zarian was ready to film whatever happened there in the small, steamy building.

Cherno didn't get so much as a hint of what was stalking him in the night. Those buried instincts weren't much good when he was blasted out of his mind on something unidentified and still experiencing the tail end of a dozen or so afterglows. Takoda made his approach, with Dusk shortly behind. His nose was ever-twitching, taking in a soft, pure scent that had his sheath filling out right in front of the camera's lens. It just kept getting fatter. Just having a look over the sleepy deer sprawled out and naked, completely vulnerable to the approach of his natural predator was making the wolf so hard his knot was already fully formed before it even pushed from its cover along with the rest of that stiff, red, veiny canine cock.

Zarian zoomed in enough to catch the throbs of that soon-drooling shaft. Takoda was only getting more excited when he leaned in for his first taste. A warm, sloppy tongue stroking along the pastel blue deer's naked side, along the contour of wide hips, down one of his thighs brought out enough wolf drool to leave a distinct sheen on the deer's fur. The beast smacked his chops and gave a growl of approval, flicking his tail. It wasn't quite a wag. The huff of steamy breath over the snoozing, spit-slathered buck was enough to rouse him at least a little, though he was far from coherent.

"Mmmm ... what's ..."

"Shhhh." Takoda leaned his muzzle up close to the deer's ear. "You're just having a really good dream. Close your eyes and lift that tail for me. Do what deer do best."

There was far too much in Cherno's system for him to see any problem with that. He shut those pretty blues and laid his head down while a huge wolf sniffed and inspected him. The little flick of his cute tail was all but instinct. It was just natural to lift it high when Takoda dipped his muzzle down, big paws clutching at his prize, framing those girly hips. The wolf pushed his snout between those perky cheeks and took a doggish sniff before applying his tongue so generously he brought a sleepy moan from the vaguely awake deer.

Dusk loomed nearby like the shadow he was. Zarian panned the camera over to see the black cat's reaction, and got an easy shot of a sleek black feline cock standing tall and exceptionally thick. It was the only part of the panther that moved. He was a sentinel, watching, waiting his turn, but patient enough to let Takoda explore the deer all he liked. The wolf tongued and slobbered on Cherno from balls, to smooth taint, to cute blue hole. He made his prey squirm until the urge to mount that gorgeous hind end overwhelmed him.

Cherno didn't even fuss much when he got dragged down flat to the floor of the shower room. When he tried to move, he got a heavy paw pressed down on the back of his head. It remained there, keeping him pinned while the big beast took him from behind. The initial mount involved plenty of humping and grinding that was way off the mark. Takoda was in no rush to get to the main event. His precum was spurting out so thickly it drenched the deer just as thoroughly as his drool. He took to rubbing and grinding all over that ample backside until he had a rich layer of wolven musk driven deep into the deer's fur and skin alike, marking him from waist to thighs in the clinging scent of raunchy forest beast.

Only when he was satisfied he'd claimed the buck as his did he go for his prize. For others, getting penetrated by a big fat wolf cock might have been enough to sober them up in an instant. It was all just part of the dreamy, swirling half-sleep for the deer. He took that dick deep like the drunken slut he was, letting it sink so sweetly between his cheeks and stretch him out around the aggressively rigid length. The wolf took his time easing in, working those hips until he was snugly knot-deep in deer butt, and he held himself there, pushing, testing, growling all the while. That sound roused the buck just a little more, but not enough for him to do anything but keep his tail lifted, his ass raised, and his whole body on full offer to the wolf who'd found him in the night.

"Ohhhh, fuck, this ass ... you're having some of this when I'm done, panth."

The long, sighing moan from the wolf's lips was in contrast to his more feral sounds. He even let a brief whimper slip when he was fully nestled into that fine rear and grinding his knot on Cherno's rim. Dusk simply nodded.

"Of course I am. But I will wait. You need to loosen him up for me anyway."

That made the wolf snort. He ignored it to focus instead on the deer he was fucking. Playing his teeth along the back of Cherno's neck got a reaction from those instincts, if not the buck's actual mind. A little nibble got a good squirm, a nice clench, and that was perfect for the wolf to really start thrusting. A slurping, grinding thrust into that well-used hole sent a shudder through the buck's body. Yet it remained that any attempt at moving out from under that big paw just resulted in him getting squished all the harder by it. The wolf was having his way, no matter how much his prey woke up.

The smooth slide of lust-slick canine cock in and out of the deer's cushy rear made it hard to stay focused on filming. With reality still in question, the cheetah could only follow the whims of what felt good. He shuffled the camera around some, missing some of those escalating thrusts in the struggle to get his cock out. Capturing the beast violating the camp slut was worth jerking himself over, no matter how many times he'd managed to get off that night. He was still every bit as rumbly and horny alike watching the deer getting ravaged by increasingly savage strokes, fucked into consciousness by the swinging hips of the powerful lupine. The pounding ram of that knot jolted Cherno into awareness a little more with each stroke, bringing nervous whimpers out of him the more he realized it was a real, live wolf from the forest who was claiming him. The play of teeth along the back and side of his neck did well to keep him nervously wriggling the whole time.

The camera loved that deer, taking him in from every side as he got mounted by the animal drooling all over him. Takoda's hips worked in steady motions to ravage that backside with his swinging nuts and thudding knot. He made the lean deer jiggle anywhere he was ample enough, snarling his way to a swelling, grinding finish that had him laying all his weight into the captive cervine. Gnawing on the meat beneath him eventually brought a frightened mah out of the deer, a snap of awareness through the haze that did nothing to rouse the cheetah from his own stupor. If there was a time to help the buck escape, it was long past. All Zarian did was stand there filming the deer taking yet another load deep under his little tail.

A little whirr of the camera lens zooming in caught the wolf's balls flexing to churn out a generous helping of hot cum to pour inside the girly deer. One more good ram forth was enough to send him over. He made Cherno cum just as hard as he did, turning those frightened deer sounds into shaky, satisfied moans for the big wolf while he got shot full of hot spunk until he was overflowing against the knot kissing his rim. Takoda filled him up with everything he had, and even when his cock stopped twitching he held it inside the deer for a while longer, rubbing his paws over Cherno's head, squishing him down to the floor in utter dominance.

A slow pullout left a steady stream down the deer's taint. Cherno gasped out when that cock finally popped free, still stiff, still swollen and knotted. Takoda left that hole open and dripping when he stepped off of the prone buck. If Cherno wanted to get up, he had less than a second, less than a moment to react before the panther was upon him. Dusk took that offer faster than the camera could capture him. To the live audience, it might have looked like he teleported to rub his muscular underside all over the buck's back, grinding in a scent once he got his softly barbed cock sliding over Cherno's fur.

The panther didn't waste much more time. With a decisive rrrrrowl that rose in his throat, he found his spot in two places at once. Latching his jaws fully around the deer's throat was sure to set off all sorts of reactions. That was precisely what he wanted, precisely what made the deer nice and tight for him to spear his extra-stimulating dick into the drunk boy's creamed butt. Dusk didn't so much as flinch when he delved deep into that pre-stuffed hole, squishing Takoda's cum right back out over his silky nuts in the process. He pushed until he was completely inside, until Cherno's belly was bulging with the outline of the dark feline dick sheathed inside of him.

Only then did Dusk pause. He still had his teeth around the deer's neck, but he stopped to speak.

"You were right."

"Told you."

Cherno's sheer fuckability brought them to a consensus. The panther rumbled deeply, sending that sound right into the deer's bones while he wiggled into position. It took a few swishes of his tail, a sway of his feline hips, but eventually he was mounted just right. Whereas Takoda took him ass up, head down, Dusk simply flattened him to the floor under all that weight, squishing him with big cat while he fucked that ass and chomped that neck just hard enough to almost hurt. Some of the sounds coming from the deer weren't exactly moans anymore. The danger absolutely radiating off that shadowy hunter had a way of making anyone nervous, including a timid deer who still got flustered at the feeling of fangs indenting his skin.

"Such a good boy," Takoda said, stepping around the mating pair. "I could fuck you all night and drag you home to my den. For now, get me nice and clean. Get all that cum off my dick."

He lowered to sit right in front of Cherno's face. Dusk was already going with him, already thrusting and grinding inside the tight, creamed buck, squeezing out more wolf spunk with every thrust, but he allowed just enough room for Takoda to have access to that pretty face. He didn't relent with the neck biting. If anything, that gave him good leverage to direct the deer's face right where it needed to be. First, that was smothered deeply in the wolf's slathered nuts, and that was where he was going to have to start licking if he wanted to breathe again.

"Look at him. He just started going without me telling him. Must come naturally." The wolf turned his head to look at the camera, and the one holding it. "You are getting all this, right? This is the good stuff."

"Mmhmm," Zarian said.

The shot was slightly shaky considering just how excited the cheetah was getting, but he wasn't about to let that beastly spitroast go unfilmed. Dusk took to plowing in deep, muscular strokes, rolling his whole lower half into the elegant motion. The steady slap of feline nuts to Cherno's butt rang out and oddly echoed through the small room. Everything was getting wetter, especially when Takoda rubbed his cock across the buck's lips and pushed the tip right between them. A faint murmur of protest came before the glurk of Cherno struggling not to choke on all that dick getting jammed straight into his throat. Maybe he wasn't quite the drowsy, eager participant he'd started out as, but he wasn't going to stop servicing when he had fangs locked around the back of his neck for motivation.

Sucking the remaining cum right off that knotted shaft, swallowing it down to make room for more, Cherno was rewarded with a snarling reaming that left his ass sore and tender. The constant impact of juicy panther nuts had a way of doing that. He was getting drilled deep, with his own dick rubbing against his bulging belly, pinned between him and the cold floor. It wasn't the most pleasant place to get used, but his focus was purely on pleasing the wolf for as long as he needed to. At first he was just cleaning that cock off with his tongue, but he started sucking once he felt the telltale pulse running through its entire length after a particularly good slurp.

Just like that, he found himself caught between two pounding feral cocks, getting facefucked just as hard as the black panther rammed his ass. The steady plapping pace left him barely touching the floor anymore, held up by the sheer desire throbbing through the snarling pair. Their growls rose up to a crescendo with them facing each other like that. Each one was trying to thrust harder than the last one, and Cherno just had to soak it all up, even if it meant getting ruined. He still came. The tingly barbs dragging back and forth over his most sensitive spot pressed his button in the best possible way. He was overstimulated, overwhelmed, and close to passing out when he went off before they even finished with him.

Cumming all over the wet titles beneath him made him nice and tight for the panther. The resulting bellow of feline noise would have been enough to wake the entire camp if they were sleeping normally. The camera's microphone crackled with static, overpowered by the sound. Cherno got a knot jammed in his mouth while the big cat came under his tail, left to guzzle wolf jizz from the tap because he was just such a good cock cleaner. He choked it down with watery eyes, but any discomfort he might have felt was pushed away by the cumshot pouring out of him. Even when they stopped thrusting into him, he was still painting himself in spunk, until he was twitching numbly, still trying to cum a little more.

They let him slump down and sprawl out like a snow angel, coughing once Takoda popped that knot right back out of the deer's poor stretched jaws. If it hurt, Cherno didn't notice. Thanks drugs. Though he didn't have much control over his body. When he tried to raise his head to look at the aggressive suitors in the night, he failed. He was just going to have to figure out who was talking by the sound of Takoda's voice.

"Okay. I know I said we'd share, but I need this one. Look at him. He was made for wolves."

Dusk regarded Takoda quietly, eventually nodding. "I want him too. We could split him ..."

"No, no ... those squirms, those kicking hooves ... I need it all. You'll decide the next one. Deal?"

"Very well."

"Now just to figure out what to do about the antlers. Don't think those will feel good poking around inside of me ..."

"What's the worst that could happen? Don't trust your stomach?"

"Ah, quit being such a cat. Come help me with these."

Drooling cum, ass gaped, head spinning, Cherno could only faintly murmur something when he felt two animals with their powerful jaws latching onto his fully-formed antlers. It was an impressive set that year. Plenty of points. Maybe that was why it took so much gnawing to ruin them. Plenty of crunching and chewing eventually resulted in a massive CRACK, and just like that his head felt oddly lopsided.

"How will you ever crush the skulls of your prey with jaws like that?" Dusk said, after spitting one of those cracked-off antlers to the floor.

"That's a you thing, psycho."

Takoda got through eventually, chewing like a dog through a bone. The deer didn't feel it, of course. Those things fell off every year, and it never hurt, though they weren't usually eaten off his head. He was pretty sure he even heard Takoda swallow a few pieces. There was something about that. To think that some part of him, however small, however regrowable was inside the wolf, eaten - god, his cock just throbbed again. It was the opposite of everything a deer should have found hot, and that was why he was stiff by the time Takoda pushed him onto his back to look him right in the eye.

"You're going to make such a good appetizer, A nice heaping helping of fresh venison, all to myself."

For as intensely as that golden glare was locked on him, Cherno was focused instead on those hot, wet, dripping jaws. Takoda's every breath steamed over his face, bathing him in warmth and humidity of the wolf's breath. The canine got closer, opening up to show his face, his outstretched tongue. The deer was frozen. So was Zarian - but for one hand, still sliding up and down his cock. The cheetah captured everything. The possibility of danger never even occurred to him - but it definitely did to Cherno. That was what was making his heart thump so hard. Or part of the reason, at least.

Just as the wolf looked ready to lunge, with a ferocious sound rising in his throat, he swapped over to some wild, slopping licking. Just kidding. Surely he was. Even if he was an animal, he was clearly an intelligent one, and not one would just eat someone else. That was what the deer's addled mind told him as he laid there, getting so thoroughly tasted by the wolf he was left with his hair matted down in the pool of drool and cum beneath him. Takoda finished off his exploration with a kiss of sorts. Then he started eating.

The rush of tooth and tongue towards Cherno's face had him reaching up to shield himself, far too late. He was already engulfed. One good homph of his face let the wolf's upper lip slide over the stubs where antlers used to be. Takoda was big enough to take the deer's whole head in his jaws without much trouble. He slathered Cherno in more slurps while he was there, but he didn't hesitate. There was no doubt what was happening. A stiff jolt of sobriety came over the sex-drenched deer when he realized he was being eaten by a wolf.

Those fangs did nothing more than frame and knead the naked buck on the way in. Takoda swallowed his prey whole, and with ease. Once he got the deer in his throat, he could drag the rest of him along with nothing more than those powerful gulps. The wet sound rang out all around Cherno's head. He gave a cry that was muffled in the grip of the gullet wrapped around his face, but it was still visible on the outside. If Zarian was going to do something about it all, the moment had come. He kept on filming instead. None of it seemed remotely plausible to him anyway, but it was definitely real enough to get him close to cumming.

Takoda couldn't help himself. His prey was so perfect, so worth savouring, but he couldn't bring himself to take it slow. He tried to get his licks in when he could, but he simply had to devour that deer. Wolfing him down had never been more fitting a phrase for the slobbery gobbling that came with gathering him up in those big paws and shoving him straight into his jaws to swallow him deeper, and deeper into the darkness that awaited. His gut was already gurgling, starting to drown out the confused fright echoing up from his meal. Those hooves clacked and scraped on the cold floor as the deer's situation got more desperate, but no amount of kicking was going to help Cherno. Nor were his cries doing anything to move his witnesses. Everyone stood back and let the wolf have his meal.

A thrash of his head left Takoda with a pair of long legs sticking out of his jaws. He tilted his muzzle towards the sky and took a long, deep swallow that turned into a sigh, tucking away his prey with a touch of his tongue to the bottom of Cherno's hooves. Down the deer went, slumping into the belly that awaited him, sagging the wolf's underside. Hanging as if in a hammock beneath the enormous canine, he barely even seemed to burden Takoda much. All the wolf did was vigorously lick his chops, sending spit flying, and sit back on his haunches to show his prey-filled stomach to the camera. The rounded shape bulged with the outline of pounding hands and hooves alike, but the rising gurgles made the cries for help from within too hard for anyone to hear.

Zarian watched that struggling bulge a little longer, running his hand over his cock, still filming. Takoda proudly grinned at him the whole time. Eventually a belch came up from deep within the rumbling cauldron of his middle, steaming the camera lens with the blast of hot air. That was when the cheetah came, stumbling back, losing the shot, spraying cum all over the shower floor at the sight of the deer being slowly, audibly digested. He never knew he was into that. Maybe he still wasn't, if it really was all a drugged out dream. It was all far too extreme to ever be real anyway.

"Mm. Good boy." Takoda patted his belly a few times with his paw, squishing Cherno down deeper into the juices assailing his skin, "Just settle in and churn to mush. I'm keeping you for myself tonight, and for every night after this. This is what you were made for anyway."

Then he gestured with his head to the panther - still horny, still looming.

"What's next, shadowcat?"

Dusk took a moment to raise his head, breathing in the scents of the many others sprawled throughout the camp. When he seemed satisfied, he met the wolf's gaze, and then the cheetah's too.

"Follow me. This time, we're following my nose."

Having a party out in the middle of nowhere like that wasn't exactly the safest choice, though everyone had felt better with two of the more intimidating among them keeping an eye on things. Calling in a favour had the cold-eyed husky Marya among them, watching for anyone and anything that could have interrupted them. Viktor wasn't being paid for protection, but the big, strong raptor inspired similar confidence that everything would be just fine. At least until things really got rowdy, and the official and unofficial bodyguard alike ended up just as drunk, high, and horny as the rest of the party, wrapped up in each other's arms, smelling of sex, snoring loudly.

Given that the deer was currently digesting alive inside the wolf, getting harshly compressed down with every aggressive churn, they'd already failed at their job. Takoda largely ignored Cherno as he paced after the panther, but for the occasional groan that came when his gut squeezed down on his meaty prey in a way that felt just right. Churning that slut made his dick hard, and he needed someone to knot. This time he wasn't going to hold anything back. He needed someone sturdy, someone who wasn't going to break easily, and he found exactly that in the form of the black scaled raptor, all handsome and well-muscled, snoozing naked on the perimeter of the camp, right on the cold ground.

Dusk had already made his choice. He was looming over the drunken husky, brushing his whiskers across her prone form, then licking at her fur. Nothing he did roused her. It was time for him to move in and claim his prize, just as Takoda worked to tug that thick, scaly tail out of his way. The position left the marauding pair facing each other. They locked eyes for a moment, and the duel was on. Who could fuck a sleeping someone better? They weren't about to give up that title easily, though Takoda had a distinct disadvantage in the extra weight that came with squishing the digesting deer down atop the raptor's back. At least that ensured Viktor wasn't going anywhere, but he hardly seemed to be so much as squirming yet.

The cheetah got them in a wide shot so everyone could really see stiff, knotted or barbed cocks pushing under the tails of the sleeping pair, of the ostensible guards at the party. They probably shouldn't have partaken so deeply. They barely even stirred while they were being penetrated. Takoda found his spot after brushing over the raptor's balls, grinding on that fine, surprisingly ample ass so he could fuck the strong reptile with all he had. Dusk swiftly took his place, mounting up on the husky, brushing his claws along her sides, swiping his tongue through her hair while he pushed deep into her ass to rest his nuts against the back of her own.

She was more active than the raptor. Viktor was out. Marya meanwhile could handle a few drinks or a dozen. Once that barbed cock slipped deep inside of her, rubbing against her sensitive spots, spreading a surge of pleasure to her drowsy mind, she perked her head up. Dusk was quick to smack it back down with a paw, but that roughness only roused her further. The panther was already thrusting, already fucking her in deep, smacking strokes, his cock still wet from the last one, but she was starting to struggle. Weakly, and much less effectively than she might have if she was fully sober, if she ever was, but nonetheless enough to disturb his ruthless rhythm.

"That is enough," he said with a threatening rumble.

There was no second warning. Just before she was about to open her mouth and give a cry that might well have disturbed the rest of the camp, or at least made it clear how unwilling she was to the audience, if not the cheetah, Dusk struck. He knew exactly where to bite. Bringing his jaws down on the pretty dog's head, putting pressure on her skull, he fucked her while he chomped her, until there came a disturbing crunch that made even the wolf recoil briefly. He didn't draw blood, but he'd irreparably shattered something beneath the surface with all that pressure. With that, the husky slumped down, not dead, nor unconscious, but simply subdued. She couldn't think right, and she was never going to again after all the damage those brutal jaws had done to her. The panther was free to have his way with her once more, free of such irritating resistance.

"A bit excessive, don't you think?" Takoda of course wasn't going to stop pumping his knot against that tight hole he was fucking while he spoke. The raptor barely so much as shifted with every thrust he endured.

"She is going to die tonight anyway. All I care about is that she brings me pleasure in her fleeting moments of existence that remain."

"Right. Should have expected you'd say something fucked up like that."

With the feral equivalent of a shrug, he kept going. He was close to getting what he wanted. All he needed was to keep ramming his knot against the raptor's entrance, and he was going to get to tie with someone at last. That involved a little force. Then a lot. When the raptor was so agreeable with everything, cock wetly sliding out of its slit while he slept on, Takoda got a little carried away. Surely that big guy could take it, even if it meant pouring all that wild strength into fucking his ass until he could lodge that utterly engorged tie deep inside.

The pressure grinding on the raptor's pleasure button got the first movement out of him. He squirmed his legs back and forth along the ground, but that was the most of it. Only when Takoda kept rutting, kept grinding inside that tight hole, with his knot flexing hard did Viktor start to rouse a little. Even with his eyes open, he was barely coherent, left looking at the empty stare of the head-chomped husky and not fully comprehending what he was seeing. A few hot breaths came as his pleasure rose, his cock fully out, throbbing to the beat of the wolf's balls against his butt. When Takoda just kept going harder, pushing past all resistance, holding nothing back even when it was starting to seem dangerous, until he was going so hard no one should have been able to handle it, no matter how sturdily they were built.

Keeping that panting, drooling pace up for long enough was what finally broke Viktor. He was too dazed to really register what was being done to him, but the constant bettering of his prostate with that knot eventually pushed him well past orgasm, well past overstimulation, and into utter ruination. Something gave. Takoda lunged forward to cum inside his chosen bitch, making that muscular dinosaur nothing more than his mate for the night, breaking him inside in a surge of ecstasy that left Viktor limp-dicked before he even finished cumming all over himself. The wolf held himself where he was, knot-deep, and filled that dino up in the trickling aftermath.

"Oh, damn. I felt that pop. Well, I guess it's like you said. Why should I care about their last moments?" Takoda chuckled, slowly pulled back, but not pulling his knot out just yet. "I think he liked it anyway. Can't say the same for her."

He nodded to the nearly limp husky. Her cock had softened, and she wasn't moving much, but she did give the occasional lively twitch to show she was still alive. For the moment. The panther was going hard on her, digging deep, possessively pounding that taut butt. She all but vanished beneath his bulk when he sprawled across her, ravaging her body, plapping her hard. She wasn't going to walk after he was done with her. He moved his bite to the back of her neck and held on tight while he finished inside of her, pumping that barely-reactive body full of panther cum. She didn't even get a last orgasm before he opened his jaws over her head.

The first glomp of his maw taking her in was a wet one. She was just a snack for the huge cat. Viktor was going to be harder to swallow, but Takoda was ready for him. He pushed the faintly writhing raptor over onto his back so he could mount up over that wet slit. With the dino's perma-limped cock soft and barely poking out, it could have been a pussy, complete with a sensitive little clit. Of course Takoda rubbed his dick all over that spot while he opened wide, and wider still, ready to show off just how well he could feast. By the time he overtook Viktor's face and started swallowing the entire raptor whole, he had his cock pushed right inside of that slit, grinding on that softened dick, making his prey moan even into his squeezing gullet.

The question of who had ruined their meal better was one for the audience. Zarian zoomed in to capture those throat bulges, the outlines of glazed, mostly thoughtless faces getting gulped down first. One was far too drugged to do anything about his situation, and the other had been utterly broken beyond repair, thoughts chewed right out of her by the panther's teeth on her skull. She was just a faintly twitching meal, sliding down Dusk's gullet, unlikely to last long once his gut got a hold of her. It was already grumbling, already loudly groaning with the need for meat to satisfy him, and he certainly didn't savour her with a hunger that deep burning inside him.

A toss of his head back wrenched Marya up from beneath him. He let her legs flail about before slurping them down, paws planted, bark arched with pleasure. His cock was still stiff by the time his belly started sagging, squishing down over his shaft so he could easily grind on his meal settling into him. One more good gulp left him elegantly rolling his shoulders and straightening his body so he could sit down on his haunches just in time for the husky to finish the slide into humid darkness. A pulsing, crushing stomach awaited her, already beginning to mulch and pulverize her helpless body. If she still had the strength for it, it probably would have been worth screaming about.

"Mm. A start. More lives will end inside me tonight. Do hurry. Or have you overestimated yourself once more?"

The panther's teases didn't get a response. Takoda was in no position to speak. He worked his jaws over the broad shoulders of the raptor, struggling just a little. Once he was past that hurdle, the rest of his scaly meal slid in much more easily. He gulped hard and loud, forcing that meat down to join the deer still swaying and churning in that hellish pit. Cherno was partly digested by that point, softened enough that the raptor nearly crushed him on his arrival. The two of them ended up mashed tightly together by the time Takoda slurped that tail away, jamming the last of the raptor down his throat with his paws. His gut sagged nearly to the ground after that, massively engorged, swollen up with his indulgence while the panther barely looked full, only bulging a little. Dusk licked his paws as he waited for the wolf to finish at last.

A crude belch from the wolf made the panther twist his face in irritation for a moment. Takoda just grinned at the sight of that expression.

"Well? Full yet?"

"If anything, that slim bitch has primed my appetite. I need something that struggles more. I'll hardly even know when my gut kills this one."

"Well, what are you waiting for? I'm going to be a little slower, but I'm not done yet. This way, kitties."

Padding on all fours, belly swinging back and forth, agonized deer slushing down to little more than mush to make more room for the raptor pressed against him, the wolf departed. Every step made his belly wobble, but every noisy glurrrrn had the walls squeezing in tighter on his prey, compressing them both into a much more manageable shape. With a little crunching. Dusk meanwhile had snuffed his meal by the time they arrived at the cabin Takoda led them to. He was ravenous for more, fangs glistening in the moonlight as he fought to hold back the tide of saliva he was working up, stalking his next meal.

That two of the girliest among the campers ended up snuggled together was just a consequence of them collapsing in each other's arms after getting ravaged from every angle, and fucked by everyone else at the party. Including each other, at one point or another. Their outfits were ruined, just shreds of skirts and stockings and lacy thongs clinging to their curvy bodies. The hyena and possum were resilient far beyond what their slight frames suggested, but even they had their limits. Kamili and Obie were completely out of it as the beasts made their approaches, not even reacting when they got sniffed, nudged, and eventually licked by the loudly sloshing pair churning up their friends.

Unlike the previous pair, there was absolutely no sign of them waking up anytime soon. Takoda looked up with a glint in his eye.

"I wonder how much we can get away with."

He gave the hyena a shove, and Kamili simply flopped onto his back without opening his eyes. Nor did he react when the wolf stepped into place and lowered his nuts down right atop his nose. Grinding good and deep, putting off the kind of potent musk that could have fogged a window, he faintly felt the hyena sniffing at him. That made him chuckle.

"Mmm, even in his sleep, he knows to sniff his lungs full of beast scent. I bet he'd suck me off in his dreams, too."

Tucking a paw under the hyena's head, he brought that sleepy muzzle to his dick, grinding all over Kamili's lips, staining his features with a potent smell of horny wolf. He kept at that, partly distracted by what Dusk was up to. The panther looked like he was going to get violent at first, dragging claws along Obie's naked body, even pressing his teeth down around his soft thigh for a moment, but he was merely sampling. Satisfied, he stood up once more, so he could shadow the drugged and satisfied boy with his bulk. It only took him a moment to find his spot.

Turning himself around, he lowered his haunches right on top of his chosen prey, sitting snugly on Obie's entire face. There he remained, smothering, rubbing, deeply grinding his musk into his own meal. It was one way to mark the one he was going to claim. The possum's sleep was invaded by the potent scent of silky panther, by the untamed musk clouding his senses further. That probably would have been enough to intoxicate him even if he hadn't indulged along with everyone else that evening. Dusk wasn't relenting either, making sure to press his rim right against Obie's lips as if to force the sleeping girly boy to kiss.

"Stupid mouse. Not so much as a squeak in the presence of his doom."

"That's a possum, Dusk."

"It matters little. He will be a mouse for me."

He demonstrated that much by rising up and lunging for the boy's tail. Snatching that in his jaws to yank his prey along would have been what woke Obie, if that were even possible. Yet the poss slept on, even as he got his bent in half and his cute ass framed in a pair of panther jaws. Dusk folded his prey and stuffed him into his mouth, throbbing with the desire to claim another life. This meal was smaller than the first. He wasn't going to be much trouble. The possum ended up flopping down with a faint smile on his face, his head tucked between his ankles, his rear and firming shaft sliding down the big cat's throat in a flash.

Takoda nodded his head, rising up from the thoroughly teabagged hyena. He wondered if he could make that spotty boy giggle. Licking at his paws didn't get a reaction, but he kept at it for a while anyway, until the taste enticed him to just start chomping. Squeezing those legs together, he started nibbling away around the little chocolate chip cookie, dragging him into the wolf throat that awaited him, surrounding him in pulsing flesh. Aside from a content little sigh from Kamili, there was no reaction. Not until Takoda swallowed some more, and noticed the cute boy's dick getting stiffed from the sensation of getting eaten whole. He knew where he belonged.

Some part of Obie enjoyed the treatment so much that he even offered a tribute of cum on Dusk's tongue before he could get gulped too deeply. Dusk swallowed that with the rest of his meal, stuffing that poss away in his jaws, slurping him, suckling him, gnawing him with some pressure on his spin. There was a pop of some sort, but nothing broke. Obie was flexible enough to take the long slide down the panther's neck and into his belly while completely folded over, nearly a ball of prey to descend and meet the motionless husky sagging in the black cat's hot gut.

Watching the panther absolutely gobble his second meal made Takoda speed up a little. He still made sure to sample that stiff little cock on his way up. There wasn't much to lick, he had to admit. Kamili squirted all the same. His offer was modest, just a splash of cum really after all he'd already given all through the wild evening. Takoda lapped it up and scooped that cute butt up in his jaws to lift his meal right off the floor of the cabin. It was nice and warm in there, really bringing out the horny musk of the animals swallowing down Zarian's friends, leaving his eyes watering as he breathed it in, filming one more descending throat bulge sliding into the wolf to join the rest of the prey gurgling there.

Takoda's middle remained largely motionless, but for the occasional twitch. The bulges lurched as they got squeezed and compressed. There was truly nothing left of Cherno that could be called alive. Viktor was fading too, scales falling from his form to expose him to the digestive juices that wanted to add him to the wolf's body. One more shake of his head to push the hyena's head down with the rest of him, and he swelled all the more. If his prey was still whole, he might have had trouble moving, but he was already squeezing them into a much more manageable form, rapidly dissolving through their flesh and even their bones as they travelled through their system, adding to him, padding him, fuelling him.

Dusk sat stroking his middle, helping to knead the soft boy into the juices that awaited him. It was hardly the acids that really did their work on his meal so much as the tight muscular compressions that crushed and crackled through that supple body. The poss wasn't going to last long in there either, at least not alive. The hissing of the juices working on him was audible over everything else, at least until the collective gurgles from both beasts drowned that out. There were no screams coming from inside of them. Maybe they needed to find someone a little more conscious.

A party like that meant plenty of inhibitions being dropped and plenty of taboos being indulged. What was a little light incest among friends? Technically the lion and the zebra didn't share blood - but Kirabo was as good as Terry's dad for plenty of years by then. Though the zebra had a feminine build, he'd been on top all night long, and he still was. Kira was buried balls-deep in the muscular-yet-subby lion's taut butt, just keeping his cock warm while the two of them drifted together through a haze of dreams, mutual giggles over nothing in particular, and warm, nuzzling affection.

This time, the presence of the approaching hunters was actually felt. The zebra perked an ear and raised his head. Seeing a wolf and a panther standing there with obviously bulging bellies, along with Zarian, cock out, camera raised was an inexplicable enough sight he just closed his eyes again. That was the kind of thing he could deal with in the morning, or at least that was what his lingering high told him. He'd been to enough parties that even a designer drug didn't completely incapacitate him like it had the lion. So much so that when the panther moved in to take him by the neck and drag him off to a dark corner of the cabin, he very much reacted - with a loud, whinnying moan.

Even Dusk had to pause when he heard that. He released his hold on Kira's neck and looked over at the cameraman filming it all. It was just a flash, but even he showed amusement for a moment.

"Is that so? In that case - show the camera just how much the weak, pathetic herbivore loves being taken by a real predator."

Kirabo could do that. He was somewhere on a similar level with Zarian. None of it seemed real, but god did it feel good. A huge, muscular panther who wanted to fuck him in the night? That was all he ever dreamed about, and he knelt proudly displaying a juicy equine cock while the big cat mounted him from behind. That brought him down to all fours, where he could jab his ass up and sway his hips as if he needed to seduce the panther any more. He soon had a big cat gnawing him, clawing him, and mounting up to penetrate that taut zebra donut, and he was in his element the whole time.

Takoda wasn't going to get nearly as much fun out of the lion. He nudged Terry a few times, then gave him a solid headbutt to the shoulder, but even that didn't rouse the maned one. The lion slept on, full of cum, drooling a bit. One look at that handsome face, and the elegant mane surrounding those leonine features, and Takoda had an idea. Such a proud-looking feline was almost guaranteed to get off on getting taken down a peg. He just lifted a leg and took a moment to relieve himself all over the sleeping cat, to douse and degrade him with a sharp canine scent, marked as his. A snort of disapproval came from the panther.

"And you're still going to eat that? Such canine behaviour" Dusk said in the middle of his powerful, muscular thrusts into the striped ass all snug around his cock.

The wolf ignored him as he drenched that mane down in a stream of musky wolf piss. He had plenty to give. That poor lion was soaked right down to the scalp after basking in the golden stream for those many seconds. Yet as humiliating as that was, it could get worse. Or better, perhaps. Right on camera, entirely in his sleep, operating on pure instinct, he wrapped his lips around the wolf's cock and started drinking that stream right from the source, loudly gulping it down for as long as it continued. Takoda's reaction was an outright snarl of pleasure.

"Rrrrrrgh. Look at that piss-chugging kitty ... he latched on as soon as he got the chance."

Zarian faintly chuckled to himself, zooming in on the sight. He held that shot until a rumble from the panther reminded him not to forget the other half of the show. Dusk had the fully-awake but very much intoxicated zebra wailing for him, moaning out in exaggerated cries that would have awoken an entire block if they were back among civilization. He titled his head up towards the ceiling and put on a whole slutty concern, bucking his striped butt back into the slapping balls of the panther fucking him raw. His cock was trembling, spurting pre like a fountain as he edged towards climax. A cry welled up in his throat, ready to burst free right along with his rising orgasm. Dusk silenced that right before it could escape.

The mmmmf that came with him overtaking the zebra's head with his jaws was that of surprise and pleasure alike. Kirabo shot a wad of cum clear across the room, splatting on the wall. He didn't stop cumming just because he was being devoured. If anything that just prolonged his great release, hosing down his surroundings in sheer excitement with the panther gobbling his way down to the zebra's chest. Dusk fucked a fat load between the stripes even as he swallowed, using the leverage of his thrusts to take even more meat inside him at once.

Takoda was going to have to start eating if he wanted to keep up. He wasn't going to equal such a flourish, so he just pulled his cock from the lion's mouth and wiped it on Terry's cheek before going padding down to find a place to start. Starting at the big cat's paws meant he could let that defiled face linger on camera right to the very last gulp. Terry looked half-drowned after getting marked down to the skin in the clinging, raunchy musk of the wolf pissing all over him. He was as good as claimed for good even if Takoda didn't eat him, but that wasn't going to matter.

A lash of his head made the panther's prey squirm a little more. Kirabo had been conscious enough to know he found it hot to get mounted by a big cat. He was also aware enough to realize that the tight, squeezing confines of the gullet dragging him away to oblivion was a bad place to be. He kicked his hooves in the air and gave a muffled cry, but he got no help from the cheetah. Zarian could barely capture all the action, turning from one feral predator to the next. Dusk bit down on the zebra's thighs, just enough to hurt him and keep him calling out on the way down as instincts kicked in and overrode the potent drugs, but it was far too late to fight.

Terry meanwhile never gave more than a faint murmur in his sleep. He didn't open his eyes, even when he heard the zebra's screams for help. Those became more desperate the deeper Kira went. One wet slurp of hooves and the fear became pain as well. Dusk was extra hard on his prey. He crushed what was left of the possum in the process of compressing the zebra into place, smashing him into a ball, squeezing the air out of his lungs. The juices had been so primed by all the other meat and bones inside of him that Kira was cooking in seconds, boiling away in a cauldron of stomach acids that stripped the stripes right off his skin.

With the panther stuffed and satisfied once more after eating the zebra right off his dick, Zarian could focus on that moneyshot of the lion's head between the wolf's teeth. Takoda held him up like he might a trophy. A lick across his face to further smear his features brought a faint gasp out of him. A moment of realization came over his deeply drugged mind, leaving him to squirm a little. Takoda answered that with a tip of his head and a deep, hard gulp that left his gut hanging all the way to the ground for the first time. He was just going to have to make room.

First he did so with a misty belch towards the camera that left Zarian wiping off the camera lens. From there, he settled back, rolling over to kick his paws into the air like he was waiting for a belly rub. He wasn't going to ask. All he needed to do was stare the cheetah down a moment, and Zarian got the idea. Setting the camera aside, the cheetah knelt down to knead at the lion, to feel at his tensing muscles through the layers that kept him from the outside world. The digestive sludge of all of Takoda's previous meals, of ruined scales and mushed deer and hyena alike, was rife with potent acids that quickly got to work on another muscular addition to his digestive tract. Terry managed a few bumps and blows once the digestive juices really set off his adrenaline.

"A fighter. But not for much longer. Keep rubbing."

The sight of the spotty cat giving out belly rubs had Dusk watching from afar for a little longer. Then he tentatively stepped forward, looking like he didn't care one way or another whether he got one. Only when Takoda had been enjoying the service for long enough his gut was shrinking, melting and burning through the weakly struggling lion did the panther stretch out for his turn. Zarian got the idea. He helped to work that zebra in, to add him to the bones dissolving at the bottom of Dusk's belly while he worked an expert massage deep into that struggling bulge. Even the sound of the zebra's pained screams fading didn't dissuade him from giving his best attention.

Continuing like that, back and forth, helping those hedonists digest meat both living and not down to a flatter, smoother, more instinct bulge, the cheetah started to purr. He was doing good work. Surely the audience was loving it, too, in what limited quality his setup could provide way out there anyway. The consequences of it all were far from his mind. To think that everyone he was letting get eaten alive was gone for good just didn't make sense. He felt too good for it to be a bad thing. Everything was going to be just fine, and he was going to suck their cocks when they were finally full. But they weren't yet.

With those bellies shrunken down to rounded bulges that showed no sign of those they'd eaten, the struggles ceasing and the last twitches of dying nerves falling to stillness, the beasts were collectively up. Dusk gave a stretch, lowering his head down and his hips high. Takoda just shook himself off a little and licked between his teeth to get some of the fur out. The constant bellow of their bellies at work combined with their hunger. They could still fit more. There was still more pudge to be gained, and there were still people alive in the campground to hunt. Zarian picked up the camera once more, ready to follow their lead.

The wolf and panther weren't the only ones hunting that night. Four people had entered the biggest cabin, but only two were on track for leaving. Anna had managed to keep herself mostly sober throughout the night, while Alli went hard from the very start. That level of massive intoxication helped the pig spring her trap upon the wolfess, and devour her without much complaint. Consuming someone who was bigger and stronger than her brought the wicked piggy so much glee that she was still rock-hard in her sleep, even after one of her famously long orgasms had made an utter mess of her, her surroundings, and her purple partner in crime snoozing nearby. She was so full she couldn't move, but that had suited her just fine for passing the fuck out so she could work on her huge gut bulge all night. Or that had been the plan.

Frankie meanwhile had no need to keep herself away from all the good, good stuff on offer that night. Even completely blasted and seeing colours she'd never known existed, she still managed to seduce the mare into her jaws. That shark could really chomp, and she devoured Lilianna whole right in the middle of fucking that thick, shiny ass. Lily came hard on the way down, leaving the stuffed shark splattered and still dripping where she was sprawled with her enormous belly bulge slowly shrinking down with the noisy churns and glorps that came with digesting all that horse meat whole. The brimming occupants of the livestream's chat definitely recognized her as soon as the camera was on her. They were even more excited to know it was the Frankie who was next on the menu, full gut or not.

The usual initial prodding and tasting got no response. Those ladies were out. They weren't like the stalkers in the night. One meal and they were sleeping them off until morning. Or they would have, if not for the beasts sniffing around at them. There wasn't even a question of who wanted who. Takoda found himself examining the enormous belly of the pig, and Dusk quickly took to grinding his cock between Frankie's tits, jabbing the top right in front of her open mouth, dripping precum on her teeth. A paw upon Anna's gut let him put just a little pressure on to squeeze a smoky belch out of her.

"Little pig, little pig, let me in ..." Takoda softly said, only to glance up at the panther, who'd totally shrugged it off. "No?"

"I don't care for reading fairy tales."

"I can't imagine you reading anything at all. Much less surfing the internet. Do you even know who that is you're violating?"

Dusk grunted, uninterested. "A fine piece of sushi, is who."

" ... And I definitely can't imagine you eating sushi. Doesn't seem violent enough. Do you fit the chopsticks between your toes or do you just shove your whole face in there?"

The glare he got just made him wag his tail with his own amusement. But he wasn't about to ignore the plump piggy under his paw. A stroke down along that massively swollen middle eventually got him to her cock. All it took was a few rubs to get her stiff. She just kept growing. Pretty pig had a big dick, and Takoda found himself delighting in simply playing with it, squeezing it between a pair of musky paws. She might have been sweaty after all the exertion of swallowing Alli, but it was nothing compared to the sheer heat and scent getting slathered all over her shaft by that richly fragrant wild wolf. It took mere seconds to get her dripping for him.

Dusk was much more aggressive about rubbing his scent into that coarse sharkskin. Others probably would have found it far too intense to titfuck someone like her. For him, it was just the kind of stimulation he needed. He was snarling at her before long, pumping his barbed cock to scrape against her cleavage, mounted up on her chest like that. The steady splash of panther pre fell right into her open mouth, painting her tongue and teeth alike. He humped until he made an utter mess of her sleeping face, resting his haunches on her belly to help squish the horse down inside of her.

That gut was still squirming by the time he finished all over her features. It was the kind of facial that could drown someone, painting her from ears to chin, and shooting plenty straight down her throat. Frankie managed to gulp it down in her sleep, continuing on like normal, digesting her prey. She wore a mask of panther spunk by the time Dusk was done cumming all over her. He made sure to pull back and lay his thickly scented mark all over her tits, and her belly too. That shark was his, and he wasn't going to let her prey-stuffed size dissuade him from taking her.

Takoda quickened his pace on seeing that, jerking off the pig until she sleepily snorted for him. The smooth pads of his paws made for an excellent grinding surface, stimulating her, milking her, making her enormous balls jump and twitch, all ready to pump out a load for him. All the pleasure got her belly going too. It got louder, and worked harder to churn that muscular figure down into pig pudge. She probably didn't have enough time to fully claim her meal, and it didn't matter anyway. Any weight she gained was just going to belong to Takoda when he was done with her.

Massaging her until she gave a frankly adorable sleep-squeal, a soft, stifled sound that eventually faded to a more ordinary moan. She was a fountain of cum. The pawjob, the slurping tongue to top it off, and all while experiencing the ecstasy of a predatory triumph. Once she started, she didn't stop. Takoda licked at the spray of jizz and even drank some of it, but when he realized she was just going to keep going he moved onto his main course. One last look at her pretty face, at the orgasmic smile on her lips, and he went in for the lunging omf to overtake her.

She was still cumming as he ate her. Frankie was stiff too. Maybe it was the panther's musk clinging to her that set her off. By the time Dusk squished those fine sharktits into his throat, she was outright throbbing. Some part of her loved the turnabout, even if she was far too exhausted to show it beyond that. The panther took a moment to brace himself when he got to her middle, stretching his jaws wide, sliding forth ever so slowly like a snake inching over his prey. The shark managed a few little twitches and kicks of her legs as she felt herself getting compressed down his gullet, and the horse inside her squirmed a little more when things got even tighter, even more crushing for her.

With a slight size disadvantage on the panther, and a fuller belly, Takoda was almost ready to concede defeat. He nudged his jaws against that fat prey-filled gut a few times to no avail. It wasn't until he reached his cum-splashed forepaws up and pressed them down firmly on Anna's gut that he managed to make progress. Alli was soft enough to squish, to force down flatter and smoother for Takoda's gulping pleasure. From there, he could devour the rest of the sweating, cumming pig, using that momentum to just keep feasting until he was tucking away some thick thighs, and finally a pair of hooves.

Lurching, slathering swallows helped them both polish off their two-course meals. The layered feast swelled their bellies to the point of near immobility. Dusk briefly staggered back, but he quickly found his balance. Takoda just flopped over on his side, panting. He could still feel the pig cumming inside of him. Her extended orgasm made him feel even fuller. With a glance over, the panther eventually strolled near and settled in beside the wolf. Resting there, the two of them pushed their guts together, mutually admiring each other's churning heft. Sometimes that involved grinding on one another in idle but lingering lust.

As before, the previous prey fared much worse with a fresh meal pressing down atop of them. The struggling, weakening zebra was crushed down into the juices that were digesting him alive once the shark arrived atop him. The lion didn't last much longer either, suffocated and smothered by the big-bellied pig pressed against his partly dissolved body. Those feral guts kept on working hard, slowly sloughing off the layers, burning down towards the still-living prey within their most recent meals. Alli was going to end up being digested by Anna, and then Takoda, the wolf inside the pig inside the wolf. Lily wasn't going to last all that much longer inside Frankie, but the padding on the shark's tits and hips was just going to make her all the more satisfying to add to Dusk's deadly bulk.

The two of them were more than content. They huffed, they rumbled or fondly growled. Their bellies stirred up a symphony of noise that grew more gruesome the more of their meals got crushed down into the same spot. Slowly snuffing out the shark eventually made Dusk's dick throb hard. He gave a sharp thrust at nothing in particular, leaking his juices when he caught her weakening form between two folds of his stomach and crunched something vital, something that had been weakened by being submerged in digestive juices for even a short time. Anna wasn't going to last much longer, never even getting her eyes open again to know her conquest had been short-lived, and that her clever turnabout had been played straight again. Takoda wetly licked his lips at the memory of her taste, pleased to add such a hefty pig to his body.

Just when he was ready to lay his head on his paws and sleep for the night, Dusk caught his eye.

"Dessert?" the panther said.

"You can't be serious."

"I am always serious."

"I suppose that's indisputable."

"I can smell them. There's still two more alive. That won't do. I'll have them myself if you're too full. I'm not done killing."

Takoda snorted at the panther's edge. He wasn't about to feed the black cat's ego though. With a little groan, he pushed his paws to the floor of the cabin and rose up. Moving involved dragging his belly along, even after mashing the pig into a smaller space and digesting her and her passenger thoroughly. It was a once a year kind of indulgence, and he was going to have such a lovely sleep when it was all done. Seeing that, Dusk was up, with seemingly less trouble - or maybe he was just hiding it. Either way, he was off, moving silently as usual, if slightly less swiftly with the shark turning to panther fat glorp by heavy, rumbling glorp.

Dusk was right, though. Such a feast called for a sweet treat to finish it off. Takoda's nose quickly told him what the panther meant. Though it was getting close to dawn, the remaining pair was no closer to regaining their senses than they'd been when they fell asleep mid-fuck. Their naturally sweet scents persisted even after all the sex. Meesha smelled like her little chocolate shop, and Lilith was all fruity and sugary. The bottom-heavy brown hyena was perhaps the biggest person at the entire party, or close to it, but she'd been getting fucked all night by the busty fruit bat. Lilith still had the hyena wrapped up in her leathery wings, sheltered from the elements, but that wasn't going to protect either of them from the ravenous beasts dragging their bellies of partly digested and sometimes still squirming prey towards the sleeping pair.

Maybe they shouldn't have. The sweet treats sleeping soundly before them were just the thing to push the feast into an even deeper level of indulgence. The pair could only slowly saunter along for how huge they were. Yet their bellies kept on loudly working, compressing the struggles and screams right out of what remained of their meals with sinister crunches and crackles of bodies being made more malleable by sizzling digestive fluids eating away at so many people at once. They still wanted more. Zarian himself was tired by that point too, cock almost completely numb from all the stroking, but he wanted it too. One more chapter. One big conclusion to the wildest thing ever filmed.

First, they were going to have some fun. Dragging the bat off the hyena let Takoda sprawl her out. She partly woke up to look at him, but only faintly chuckled and laid her head back down. Even if she could think, she was in no condition to move much. Takoda was already so full, but licking his way down her body, making her giggle and squirm for him pleased his tongue so much he simply needed more. He eventually got his mouth down a thick, pierced bat cock and there he latched on. After all the fucking and eating, it was time for him to show how much pleasure he could give, not just take.

Dusk had similar ideas, and of course he had to go and one-up the wolf. The hyena was a big gal, and she had a big cock, even if she was a perpetual oversized bottom. He climbed right on top of Meesha's dick and sat down, putting a great deal of weight on her to grind, to tease, to tempt her slightly-awake herself until she gave a distant chuckle for him. In her mind, it seemed ridiculous that there was a wild panther trying to get her hard, and that was exactly why it worked. She was free to embrace the dream of it all. Dusk remained every bit as deadly even while he was pushing a plump hyena cock inside him, settling his haunches down until he sat atop Meesha's balls.

An exhausted Zarian found himself energized by the sight of the animals sucking and riding the mostly-sleeping pairs. Aside from him, they were the only survivors. Anna and Frankie stopped twitching sometime in the middle of the fun, and their own meals had long since expired. Those swaying guts were full of sloshing, simmering meat, of the remnants of so many lives ended in gruesome, acidic fashion, and they were getting smaller. Compressing and crushing down the flesh and bone of the partly or mostly digested prey, from the deer Takoda had down first, through all the others helped them make room for the last round. First they were going to make those delicious treats cum.

Dusk dipped his head down into Meesha's hair, just to sniff and huff at her chocolatey scent a little longer. He licked her face and made her giggle when she wasn't just groaning for him, her eyes mostly closed. Thumping down on her steadily, confidently, he finally lost his pace for just a moment when he felt her shoot inside him. The flood of warmth made him arch, made him rowl in such a way that was a little less intimidating than everything else he'd done. He made up for it by cumming all over the hyena in long, hot streaks, leaving her sighing in bliss when she was done draining her balls inside the wild animal.

Takoda was already so full, so satisfied, but the sweet tinge to the fruit bat's cum had him absolutely slobbering on her dick. He dove up and down in great, sloppy strokes, letting his spit pour over her hips, pinning her down with his paws just to make sure he got everything he wanted from her. Lilith wasn't complaining. Some little squeaks escaped her while she leaked in the wolf's mouth. She eventually started bucking her hips, fucking that muzzle deep, making the wolf swallow her cock until she bottomed out with a sharp, surprisingly alert cry. It was so high-pitched the camera didn't catch it.

After that, the wolf got his treat, sucking down delicious cream right from the bat's dick. Lilith writhed around when he kept on slurping her all throughout her orgasm, pushing her on and on, draining her juicy balls. Takoda swallowed hard, pouring that thick load over the remains of everyone he was currently digesting. When he finished with a flourish of a lick over Lilith's cock, she was left trembling, but not in fear. She was so satisfied that she nearly passed out right there, but the approach of fangs had a way of waking her up.

Though their lunges were slower than usual, Dusk and Takoda synced their attacks well. They didn't quite manage to muffle the screams before they escaped into the night, but there was no one left alive to hear them. Aside from the cheetah, and the audience tapping away their thoughts at seeing those ravenous creatures going to work once more. It was slow, drooly indulgence, urging along the final girls, forcing them into their mouths despite their full-out struggles. All the other meals had given them little more trouble than a squirm, but the pinned pair was fighting them, kicking, thrashing. It was almost enough to clue the cheetah into what he was seeing, but he was so far gone he considered it all part of the show.

Takoda quickly overpowered the bat, despite the strength in her arms, swallowing her head and working over her shoulders. Meesha wasn't nearly as strong despite her size, and the panther didn't struggle with her much. He let her fight. The thrashing of her body as he kneaded her down his throat was making his cock stiff again. Takoda humped his meal even as she fought for her life, flattening those leathery wings in the process of eating her. Those slipped down inside him so pleasantly that it helped speed him along, even if he could feel his belly complaining at all the overwork. He was going to be satisfied for a week when he was finally done.

A little help from the cheetah would have gone a long way. All he needed to do was bump into the creatures devouring his friends, throw off their rhythm, and maybe the struggling ladies would have had a chance. He sat jerking off, finally cumming again after hours of edging when he saw the wolf and panther cross the halfway point. There was plenty of cramming down for those two last, large meals, plenty of making room, but soon a pair of paws and bat feet alike were sticking out between the fangs of the predators. Long, throat-stretching gulps in near unison finished off their performance like it'd been choreographed from the start.

Two fat beasts finally slumped, finally stopped to lick and burp and pant their mutual satisfaction. The battery on Zarian's camera was dying. He captured the last few moments as the pair looked ready to curl up and sleep at last, and shut down the stream. That kept his attention on the camera for a time. When he looked up again, Takoda and Dusk alike were much closer than he expected. He managed a faint gasp when the pushed him over, but he was helpless but to get smothered in their bulge, squished against their bellies to feel the kicks and struggles of bat and hyena alike, digesting alive, their muffled cries tingling something deep within the cheetah's addled mind.

Before he could think too much further about the horrifying sight, he found himself clouded by the musk overtaking his senses. Takoda humped at the cheetah's face, burying the cat's muzzle in his balls, and soon Dusk joined in that smothering. That was right where Zarian was going to stay, drinking in a truly potent feral scent of combined wolf and panther. He licked and tended to them for as long as they kept him there, eventually moving on to sucking on them, worshipping even. He was going to drink the cum that all that churning protein helped make until the morning came, or until he passed out. The latter seemed more likely the longer he swam in the heavy smell of the horny animals after their all-night fuckfest.

He absolutely stank of beast cock by the time he woke up. It was well into the afternoon by then, though the sky was too grey to tell. His gasp of awareness awakened the monsters beside him. All throughout the night, the constant sloshing and sizzling of bodies being churned through the digestive tracts of the canine and wolf had helped to layer a considerable amount of fat onto the pair. Takoda especially was carrying a lot more weight jiggling on his underside and haunches alike by the time he roused, but Dusk too had packed some padding onto his sleek, muscular form. Some of it had just become more bulk, but some was squishy, wobbling fat. The two of them pressed their paws down on Zarian in the process of getting up, ensuring the cheetah didn't sit up just yet. When he looked into their eyes, he got a stern warning from the panther.

"Stay right there."

"Let's show him what we made out of his friends," Takoda said.

Neither of them had been imaginary all along. They were real animals, and everything Zarian had thought was a fucked up trip was setting in. It wasn't just for fun. Everyone was dead. And he'd had a hand in it, streaming it to an audience who loved watching it happen. He tried to think about every single name of those who had been eaten alive by the wandering animals, by the hunters in the night, but the rising panic made that hard. He slowly scooted backwards from them, but he didn't get far until he hit a tree. There, he watched wide-eyed as the wolf and panther alike lowered their fattened haunches down, squatting in front of him to give a filthy demonstration of what had happened to everyone.

"You followed us everywhere we went." Dusk gave a faint rumble once he started to relieve himself in front of the cheetah. "You know everyone this used to be. They're all used up, dragged through our bodies, stripped down and added to us - and this is all that's left of them, forever."

"God, I remember the way that little deer bitch bleated for me. I knew the moment I heard that he was destined to be wolf shit," Takoda said with a huff of exertion and pleasure alike once he started pushing.

Huge, thick logs of waste began to pile up, all strewn with bones and various little bits of unrecognizable fur and hair. Zarian stared in horror at the sight. They were all mixed together, rendered indistinguishable after getting pulverized and violated for nutrients by those two powerful digestive systems. He couldn't tell anyone apart, but he knew it was them. There was no possible comment to make on the horrible realization he was watching the final fate of his friends. Just two massive mounds of wolf and jaguar shit, stacked up with extensive effort. Those were lives reduced to several minutes of satisfying grunting, and it was all because of him. Or at least that was how he felt as the beasts mocked him, making sure to watch and make sure he was seeing everything.

Dusk had eaten slightly less, and so he finally finished first after minutes of shitting out the husky, the possum, the zebra, the shark and the horse inside her, and the sweet hyena. That made for an impressive mountain, and Takoda too made a monument out of everyone he'd devoured. Cherno was impossible to separate from Viktor, or from Kamili, Terry, Anna and Alli alike, or from Lilith. There wasn't even a skull to mark their miserable demises. Just wolf shit. Takoda kicked some dirt on the pile as if it was remotely possible to cover it, and turned back to the cheetah when he was finally done.

Leaving the mess behind, he made his approach, with Dusk taking up the flank. What was he even going to do after everything he'd witnessed, after it all came flooding back in a whole new light? He knew he was doomed. If he tried to flee, they would have been all over him in a moment. All he could do was raise his hands and hope it didn't hurt as much as all that screaming implied. Yet when they came for him, it wasn't to engulf him. They'd eaten enough. Dusk parted his jaws and wrapped them around the cheetah's neck, latching on just tightly enough to let him keep breathing while he dragged his quarry into the trees, hopelessly struggling. His words were clear enough despite his mouth being full.

"You belong to us now."

With the wolf following along, Zarian knew he was never going back to ordinary life again. The musk of horny wolf and panther was still clinging to him, and it was only getting thicker the more he dwelt in their presence. It was only a question of when he was going to break in body, mind, and spirit alike - and how willingly he'd shattered under the constant, relentless dominance of the animals he'd been watching so intently. He was going to be a raunchy, wretched thing by the time they were done with him, with only a faint glimmer of hope his captivity in the woods didn't end with him adding to the steaming pile they'd made out of the entire afterparty.