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Jessie couldn't hear it in the distance anymore. The cat staggered back to her campground with her clothes torn and her breath shuddering. The wind whistled and the snow fluttered in her face, clinging to her bloodied features. All she had seen, all she'd managed to survive, it would scar her forever. There was something in the woods. It had eaten all her friends. They never should have awakened that horrible creature. But at least she was safe at last.

The cabin had a giant hole in it from when the monster attacked earlier in the night, but it was the closest thing to shelter she had. Stumbling in and collapsing against the wall to catch her breath, she looked like she was ready to nod off despite everything she'd witnessed. At least she'd be safe there. She could tend to her wounds and decide how she was going to get out of there. Surely the car still had some gas in it, or one of the cell phones would pick up a signal any moment now.

"Help!"

A voice. It cut through the silence. She startled and sat up straight, eyes wide. That was a familiar voice. It sounded just like Patricia. Except, Jessie was almost totally certain she'd seen her get eviscerated by the monster. Not just wounded, but torn into several pieces. Yet even so, it came again.

"Help me! I'm hurt! Please! Somebody!"

She slowly rose to her feet, grunting and grasping at her wounds. They were still bleeding. She probably needed some serious medical attention after letting that thing get its claws on her. If she wasn't already cursed in some way. But she couldn't just leave a friend out in the cold. No matter how stupid a decision it might have seemed, she trudged out there in the snow, out of her only remaining shelter to look for someone she couldn't possibly have found alive. Unless ...

"Please! Hurry! I don't have much time!"

The trail of blood on the snow led her to her destination. She jogged, then ran. There was somebody there, fallen in the snow. Or half or somebody anyway. Patricia wasn't moving. Her eyes stared blankly into the sky. Yet still her voice rang through the night.

"God, help me, it's got me! Please!"

It wasn't coming from her. The source was getting closer. It was right behind her. Distorting from a clear voice into a monstrous snarl, the sound left Jessie frozen in place, too scared to turn around and face her fate. That suited the monster just fine. It struck, latching its jaws around her neck and shoulder, tearing a big chunk out of the screaming, struggling cat. Everything was clear and captured in the utmost of detail as the spurting gore further painted the snow around her panicked body.

Crunch! Crack! SPLAT!

She was still screaming and kicking even while it was eating her alive, tearing out her guts, stretching her organs out in the messy process of devouring her alive. The music swelled. Then it dropped as she gurgled and choked, dying in the dark. Another foolish movie protagonist dead, and the twisted beast roared its satisfaction to the camera, face stained in dark blood.

"Ohhhh no don't say it ..." Ros whispered from the couch.

It spoke. The voice had that typical booming filter over it that every monster or demon in every movie had.

"Nobody survives ... The Curse of Whimper Wood!"

You know. Just like the guy at the gas station said. It probably should have been obvious, just like that fake voice was. Rosalva slowly slumped back against the couch over the credits, dying a little.

".... that was pretty bad," she had to admit when the director's name appeared over the gory still image at the end.

The cat was cuddled up on the couch with a blanket and her new friend. There was nothing like having company for movie night, even if the movies themselves were pretty lame. She just thought it would be funny to watch that one with Oghden. The monster looked a lot like him after all. Not as cool, of course.

The mere scene of the two of them together could have been right out of a horror movie itself, but it was nothing more than a cozy night for the two of them. Ros was snuggling right up to the side of the black and white horror from the woods, the towering monster with the fangy skull and the ever-shifting antlers. He looked quite out of place in the cat's living room, but that didn't make him any less comfy to cuddle. He was so big and warm and fluffy on that cold night. There hadn't even been snow in the forecast until she'd invited him over.

Oghden considered the screen a while longer, and eventually tapped his bony chin with one of those long, sharp claws of his.

"Well, they did a good job with the sound effects."

Ros perked up with a grin. "Yeah?"

"Mmhmm. The crunches and the crackles. The wetter sounds too. It really does sound like that. That's impressive in its own way."

That just made Ros giggle."You don't have to be nice, you know! I thought it was dumb too!"

"I like spending time with you." He offered his gentle smile, then considered a moment longer. "They're usually not that stupid though. If I was going to try the voice trick, I wouldn't choose someone who got very killed right in front of my next victim."

"I bet you wouldn't mind a bunch of big titty bimbos wandering into your woods though, amirite?"

"Flesh is flesh."

Ros shuddered a little. He said it so casually, but it was hot to her anyway. She gave him a shiny-eyed look that was his cue to tease her a little more.

"They don't tend to scream for that long, either. Usually. Some still shake and whimper when it's already clearly over, as if it might matter if someone hears them, even while they're half devoured. As if there'd ever be any piecing them back together. Some need to have that fight chewed right out of them, piece by piece, until there's absolutely nothing left to struggle with."

Rosalva's cheeks just got hotter and hotter with every word.

"God, you're so hot Oggy ... is it weird that you're like, really exciting me right now ..."

With his long arm wrapped around the cat, the monster gave her a fond squeeze.

"I was going to ask you if it was weird that I just turned myself on."

"Not at all! Here, lemme help you with that. The next one's going to be good, I swear."

Ducking her head under the blanket let her get even more acquainted with the warm, snow-scented hunk of a cryptid sitting on her living room couch. She kissed him on the chest, then worked down his ever-trim middle. No matter how many people he ate - herself among them, dozens of times over - he was always so skinny, so hungry. That always made her want to spoil the poor boy. She knew just how. Nuzzling up against a hefty sheath that gave a twitch in response to her touch, she let the sound of the next movie's title theme play over the scene of her smothering her face in his scent, in his heat, in the tuft just above his firming shaft.

Everything had to be licked. One of the many benefits of monsterfucking was that she never had to be gentle. She could use that tingly cat tongue to its full effect, firmly stroking and slurping her way down to the tip of his sheath to taste at his sleek shaft. Then she went down to absolutely feast on the flavour of his balls. God, she loved how he tasted. One part of it was so unnatural, so strange, and the other was just pure masculine stud. That was just the kind of thing to make her all stiff, but even better was listening to his various voices hum and groan in unison while she did her best to make him feel good.

It was humbling, really, that a monster like him enjoyed getting head from a simple cat like her. She wasn't exactly an expert, but she sure could lick. Slobbering all over her best cryptid bud's nuts while one of her favourite movies played in the background was pretty much the definition of a perfect night for her. She dragged her tongue upwards once she got him worked up enough to suck, and took to idly nursing from the top of his cock, rubbing his taste deeper and deeper into her mouth and senses alike in the process. Lingering there, taking it extra slow in reverent, worshipful adoration meant he didn't miss a single scene even with his kitty friend milking him under the blanket.

He was so respectful too, paying close attention to something he knew was important to her even while he was getting his dick sucked. She felt his claws playing down her spine, lightly scratching her while she fondled his double-knotted shaft and sucked as much as she could without choking it down. It was tempting to just go wild, but she took even more pleasure in inching up and down, in dragging out every little wet suck and squeeze while stroking what she couldn't fit in her mouth. Her reward was spurt after spurt of seemingly endless juices right on her tongue. Those black fluids stained her palate like ink, but tasted much better than that. She made sure to swish them around to coat every single inch of her mouth before swallowing it down in loud, wet gulps. Every moment she spent savouring him just got her all the more desperately turned on, but she endured for as long as it took for the credits to roll again.

It hardly felt like an hour and a half of sucking cryptid cock. Rosalva had been drooling and obsessing over him so long her tongue was a little numb, but she would have kept on going if he didn't tug her off himself. She soon found herself in his arms, all wrapped up and close to his chest, panting, black juices dribbling down her chin. Being a total mess wasn't about to diminish her excitement. She needed know what he thought of one of her favourite movies in all of everything.

"Soooo. What did you think?"

"Thank you for sharing that with me. There is a lot of beauty in your world. And thank you for all the hard work while I watched."

"You don't have to say thank you for a blowjob, silly. You didn't even finish!"

"I didn't want to interrupt. But now I have you here."

He picked her up by the waist, easily supporting her weight with what felt like a gentle grasp, and set her right down atop his well-sucked shaft. A smooth grind right between her cheeks had her squirming and bucking forward, humping his lean belly in excitement. He just got her more worked up when he went in for a kiss - or the closest monstrous equivalent of one at least. It involved some nibbling, and eventually some biting, pressing deeply into the skin of her throat. Yet for as easy as it would have been for his fangs to puncture her, he didn't make her bleed so much as a drop. She knew how much he surely wanted too. Part of her wanted it too, but starting slow just made the anticipation all the more tingly.

For an ever-hungering monster with a ruthless, bloodthirsty side, he could fuck so tenderly. He eased her down on his spit-lubed shaft, pushing deeply inside her rear while she quivered in his grasp. No matter how much she squirmed, he never lost his grip on her. He was so strong, and so powerful in other ways, and there he was in her humble little living room on her secondhand couch, sinking his cock inside of her. He could have been so many other places, doing all sorts of mysterious cosmic things, but he decided to go almost balls deep in some simple cat instead. The thought had her moaning her affection for him.

"Ohhhh, Oggy ... I really love you. Sorry if that's all weird and mushy right now, I just ..."

She found herself instantly silenced by a huge slurp across the face that left her absolutely sputtering, coated in a layer of gooey monster drool. He was grinning at her. It was kind of scary actually, but she lit up at the sight of him anyway.

"I love you too, silly cat. And I really, really want to fuck you right now."

Hearing him speaking so explicitly always took her by surprise. It was like she forgot he could be horny as well as hungry, no matter how many times he'd fucked her halfway or all the way to death. This wasn't one of those times though. There was no harm being done to her with those slow, affection strokes in and out of her butt. She nestled down and sat on the first of his knots, wiggling a little, snuggling up close so she could bury her face in his chest fluff. For as skinny as he was in some places, he was nice and burly there. He kept his arms wrapped fully around her and took it stubbornly slowly, no matter how much the kitty was wriggling and mewling for him, looking right into her eyes the whole time. Or she thought he was looking anyway, it was hard to tell with those four dark sockets.

She managed to relax a little through sheer force of will. It was so much easier to just let him take her, to love her at exactly the pace he wanted. Every thrust was a gradual, drawn out stroke that ended in her bumping against his knot once more. She was so stiff against his middle. She was making such a mess of his soft fur. He didn't mind, of course. Though she wasn't sure how long she could take it. Not because she was bored. Very much the opposite. Even after no more than half a dozen long, slow, adoring thrusts into her butt, she was tense and twitchy, ready to cum all over him and herself alike.

Listening to that shuddering, even scraping groan and huff rasping from his throat only made it harder to hold on. She clung to him, quivering, overwhelmed by pleasure and emotion alike. It was just so good to be with him. Sometimes she felt like crying when she should have been cumming. Ecstasy won out in the end. She arched her back into a shrieking, shaking orgasm, only to find herself swallowing down his slithering tongue. He stuffed her moaning mouth full of it at the very same moment he jammed her down on his first knot, and then his second, fully sealing his pulsing dick inside her, ready to blow.

She was already gushing, painting him with an impressive showing of cat cum. That great load squished between them when he hugged her close, letting her feel his balls pumping and clenching against her ass. She did her best to make a fierce sound for him, but she was just mewing before the might of his monstrous roar, one that wasn't muffled in the slightest by his tongue being all the way down her throat. He kept it relatively subdued, but her neighbours surely heard the horrifying groan-bellow that emanated up from his throat, echoing through his skull. It washed over her and made her shudder in the best of ways. She couldn't help a little surge of fear just to witness something so eldritch and mesmerizing echoing from within his hungering depths.

Then he filled her, and he didn't stop. Pulling her up and down his shaft to help milk out every single drop of thick black monster cum made his knots pop in and out of her with every tug. The relentless pleasure kept her going, firing off until she was dry and a little sore, but still twitching for him. Her body kept flexing out an orgasm for as long as his lasted, and she didn't stop even when it made her feel like she was going to pass out at any moment. She offered that glorious, messy tribute to him until she was quivering like a frightened kitten in his arms. He was there to stroke her and squeeze her and lick her alike, still snug inside her rump, pumping out the last few thinner shots to leave her belly nice and full. It was always so pleasingly burdensome to be weighed right down by Oggy's cum.

Rosalva didn't want to go anywhere. She was so content right exactly there, snuggled up against him, basking in his scent and the afterglow he'd given her. He hummed a little and she bobbed along, following the gentle, haunting tune. It still sounded so sad to her, but she was pretty sure that was just the way he sang. Rubbing her face in his chest fluff one more time, she eventually managed to pull herself back and straighten up so she could look right at him once more. A sly look came over her slightly quivering features.

"You know, I was thinking about that first one again ..."

"Mmhmm?" His response barely interrupted his music.

"You know. The bad one. I was just wondering."

"What were you wondering, Rosalva?"

She had to fight down a squee when he gave her a curious tilt of his head. So cute. She rubbed her muzzle a few times, looking more mischievous by the moment.

"Well. If you were in that situation. If you were the movie monster ... how would you do it?"

"Hmmm."

Oghden looked heavenward as if the question bore deep, intimate contemplation. She didn't mean to make him think so hard about her silly idea, yet there he went, sitting in silence with her for a time. He eventually stroked his way up along her arms until he could take her by the shoulders.

"I would let them see me."

"Ooh!" She jumped up excited, tugging on one of his knots in the process and earning herself a jolt of pleasure that made her hiss. "Tell me morrrre."

"Imagine this. It's just you, and me. You're cornered in your cabin. I am down on all fours, making this sound."

He opened his jaws and let a scratchy, echoing growl rise up from his throat, or wherever it truly came from. Leaning in closer made every word all the more clear to her. It inspired a nice little spark of something truly primal in her to hear it. She wasn't sure if it was fear or lust. Didn't matter. He went on.

"There's nowhere for you to go. You can feel the warmth of my breath on your face. Smell the blood on my fangs." He puffed some air over her to illustrate the feeling. "All around you is nothing but the unforgiving cold. You can't fight. You can't run. Maybe the audience wonders. Can I be reasoned with? It proved it can speak earlier.

Ros couldn't help an excited whimper. "Nnnnh ..."

"Of course, you know the answer. So does everyone watching. This is worse than a mere beast. This is hunger personified. Made only to consume. And you ..."

He took a deep breath, and moved even closer, until he was all but kissing the quivering kitty. The next two words came out in a deep chorus of growls, a dozen voices at once.

"... are meat."

That wasn't Rosalva's humble apartment anymore. That was a breezy cabin. The snow was blowing in through the hole he made in the wall. The scent of blood was in the air. She was the only one left, pinned beneath the monster. He loomed above, licking across his teeth, staring her down, letting the moment linger and linger. Only her desperate whimpers could shake the illusion.

"Oh god please you must be hungry, I want it so much .."

"I am. Always. But ..." Just like that, they were back, safe and warm on her couch once more. His voice returned to normal. "I don't want to make a mess out of your lovely home after you were so kind to invite me in."

Ros came down from her horny high for at least a moment to give a chuckle. "Oh, okay, so first off this definitely isn't nice. Look at the cracks in the ceiling! Or the wallpaper that's older than I am! Second, the roomie's not back all week. That's totally enough time to give the floor a good deep-clean. And the walls."

"And the ceiling."

"And the ceiling!" She looked around, noticing the way the lights had already started to dim, the shadows on the wall had stretched out longer, forming unnatural shapes. "Oooh, you're darkening this place up already. That's so spooky. And hot. You're thinking about it, aren't you?"

"Of course. But are you sure? It will be difficult to stop, as usual."

"I want it so much, god, please, I just ... " She closed her eyes to try to steady herself, but that didn't help. Instead, she found her words spilling out of her all at once, barely in the right order. "I want it I want it please please please come here hungry boy come get your dinner eat me eat me eat my face right off pleeeeeease."

THUD.

Rosalva was on the floor. She got slammed down so hard she was pretty sure something dislocated or simply broke. Some of the feeling in her right leg was gone. She got a brief but all-too-exciting glimpse at him baring his fangs. Then he descended upon her. Shredding through her flesh with ease, crunching through her bones, he dug his teeth deep into her head and face alike and began to tear. He could do such horrific damage in mere seconds, shredding her features, leaving her slathered in her own blood while he ripped a chunk right out of her features. Peeling her skin, shredding her flesh, smashing her skull bits, he gnawed and tugged until the crimson was puddling out beneath her, pouring across the floor. At least they didn't have any carpeting.

Once he'd ripped off enough of her face, leaving her tongue flopped out and exposed, one of her eyes rolling off to the side with nothing to support it, he began to swallow her. She heard that succulent gulp that was her own flesh entering his body. Just knowing he was eating her filled her with such a tingly satisfaction that made her rock-hard despite the blood loss. She loved the way he destroyed her, ruined her body into something barely recognizable in a matter of seconds. He was just finishing off her face, chewing up the last pieces of it when her still-intact ears picked up the sound of a key turning in a lock, a door swinging casually open, a few soft footsteps perceptible above the gruesome chaos. Then -

"Hey! Sorry! I hope I'm not interrupting, they cancelled my - OH HOLY FUCK!"

Thud. Not as loud as the first one. The hyena was down and out, but she avoided hitting her head on the floor in the process of passing out thanks to one extremely swift monster. He caught her and cradled the fainting hyena before she could hurt herself. There were still pieces of Rosalva stuck in his teeth, and his skull-face was almost fully stained with blood, but that didn't matter. He'd managed to tear himself away from his partly-eaten prey just to protect someone, without a moment's hesitation. If she could have spoken right then, Rosalva would have told him how proud she was of him.

It took a short time for her face to grow back. The regenerating feline didn't even need Oghden's magical help for that. Her flesh knitted and her features returned to normal, albeit caked in her own slowly drying blood. She looked down at the mess around her and simply shrugged, rising up to go help her poor unconscious roommate. Oghden was holding her, and though his features were sometimes hard to read, she was pretty sure he looked worried.

"It's okay!" she said. "She kinda does that. We should, um. Maybe we should think of an explanation."

"I - I will leave, if you prefer."

"No! Look at you! You actually ... you stopped! To help someone!"

Oghden looked down at the hyena in his clutches. She wore a comical expression like she was poorly playing dead, her eyes shut tight, her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth. She was going to be okay, physically, thanks to Oggy's quick reaction - instinctual reaction, even. Mentally, well, they could work on that.

"She was going to get hurt."

"I'm really proud of you. I want you to stay, okay? We'll explain. Together. Besides, you're not leaving me with this mess and bouncing!"

He picked Keedee up and carried her along so they could set her down somewhere comfortable. There was still blood all over the living room and Oghden himself, but there was no time to clean that up. Rosalva gave herself a quick splash of water on her face. It didn't help much. That just made her wet and bloody. When she gave up on that, she brought a wet towel over to dab at Oghden's face, wiping away her own blood from his bone. She couldn't get it out of his fur with just that, of course. It was too late to prepare any more. They made for quite the odd couple sitting on the couch together, watching the hyena starting to twitch and blink. Rosalva held Oggy's hand while they waited.

"Uhhh ..." was the hyena's initial groan. "Am I ... did I die?"

A look over at the cat and the monster across from her left her staring for a moment. Then she just laughed. It was a snicker at first, growing slowly into a more unhinged, if exhausted hyena cackle that took control of her entire body. She was shaking and shuddering in her seat for a while before anyone said anything. Rosalva eventually cleared her throat to speak, but Kee chimed in first.

"I knew it. I knew it! Like, no offense girl, love you to death, but I always knew there was something about you, Ros."

"You're, um, taking this really well actually! Hi Kee! I kinda thought you'd be away longer!"

"Me too! Actually one sec - you do see him too, right?"

"Yup!"

"One more question!"

"Yup?"

"Why is he so hot?"

Kee clapped her hands over her mouth to barely suppress the giggles erupting out of her. She could hardly control her own words when she was that excited and nervous all at once.

"I guess you'd have to ask him! Oghden? Care you explain yourself to dear Kee?"

"Hmm," he said. "Where shall I start?"

"Oh god, that deep scary voice too, aaaa!" Kee all but screamed her enthusiasm at the monster in her living room. "Like, I'm sorry but hello wendaddy."

Oghden visibly cringed. Ros giggled. She stroked his arm and gave him a little squeeze. Even if she couldn't see it, she was pretty sure she could feel him blushing. It took a lot to mortify an ancient horror from the woods, or somewhere beyond that, but Kee had managed.

"You're taking this really well, I have to say." Ros gestured between the hyena and her best monster buddy.

"Are you kidding? I dream about this kind of thing. Getting to meet someone like him, for real, it's just ... " She stopped herself from babbling further, instead turning her attention to the creature himself. "Sorry. I shouldn't talk past you! Hi! I'm Keedee. I'm really happy to meet you!"

He was wearing his kindest smile. "Senka speaks fondly of you. It is nice to meet you too."

"Senka? WAIT. You mean she's not just - okay actually you know what, I'm going to process that later. Ding! Compartmentalized!"

Ros couldn't just let that one slip. She mouthed her question, almost silently.

"You know Senka?"

"Nope, locked away, can't hear you!"

Kee shook her head no about a hundred times in one second. Ros was just going to have to ask later. Oghden's warm, deep voice brought them both back to a comfortable place.

"Apologies. This must be very new for you."

"Yah huh. But like. Don't mind me! I didn't mean to interrupt you two having your scary death sex fun or whatever. Go ahead! Um. Maybe I can watch a little?"

This time it was Rosalva's turn to get all blushy.

"Oh! Uh! Yeah. Though, are you sure about that? I mean, we do make a pretty big mess when we're really going at it. I always get better though! Sometimes on my own, sometimes with his help!"

"That's so coooooool, ungh!" Kee groaned with jealousy. "Oh to have a super hot monster boyfriend who can eat me over and over ..."

"Maybe you can ... if it's okay with Oggy ... join us later?" Ros whispered that so softly Kee had to lean in to hear.

She looked up at the wendigo holding her hand. He gave a nod of approval - and maybe a slight smirk, as well. Ros heard that little creak of flexing bone. Keedee meanwhile just giggled excitedly, a whole sudden, uncontrollable shriek of laughter bursting out of her mouth.

"Ohmygod Rossssss. You have no idea how much I want that. I just - well, lemme see how you two work first okay? I wouldn't want to cramp your style or anything."

"You might not not want to sit so close," Oghden said, turning the heads of both women. "Or you might. It depends how you feel about getting blood on you."

"Pleaaase, I'm a hyena. Stomach like steel. I eat the leftovers Ros won't touch. Promise I won't pass out again, probably. The surprise of it all really got me. Plus I thought my roomie was kind of being murdered for real!"

"I was!" Ros said, enthusiastically. "But, just for a bit. It's just kind of - well, I love it."

"Hey, everyone's got their kinks! Now, proceed! Lemme see what you can do!"

Ros gave one more last glance to the delighted, squirmy hyena. Kee wasn't hiding how turned on she was. She never could. Wiggling and sliding out of her shorts right in front of them both gave the cat a good glimpse of just how soaking wet that hyena was. Kee always got absolutely drenched when she was turned on, and a lot of things turned her on. It really shouldn't have come as a surprise that she was just as into the whole thing as Ros was. Confirming that everything was right in Kee's world, she turned her attention fully to Oghden once more. He'd been so patiently waiting for another taste of her blood.

Keedee yelped when the monster made his move. So did Ros, admittedly. She probably should have learned to expect that by now. Whether that was him losing control, or just deciding to surprise her didn't matter to her. She welcomed it either way. He slammed her to the floor, hard, shattering her shoulder on impact. Ros managed a brief glance over to Kee just to make sure she wasn't too freaked out already - and soon got an eyeful of the hyena sprawled back, legs spread wide, fingers stuffed deep in her cunt. There was nothing to worry about but enjoying being Oggy's fuckable meat again. She loved it every time.

He was inside of her in seconds, slamming her from behind so hard that he was already shredding her, snapping her in half, breaking her a little more with every single pounding thrust. He bashed her into the floor, and when she lifted her head, he snatched it and slammed her face down, hard. Maybe her face had healed after getting eaten off, but he was well on his way to wrecking those pretty kitty features already. She felt his claws dragging down her body, slicing through her skin, peeling off pieces of her even while he fucked her like a rampaging monster. Yet something told Ros he was entirely in control of every single brutal thrust, slash, and soon, bite he gave her.

"Holy shiiiit ..." came Kee's moan. She was loudly schlicking to the sight before her, kicking her legs with excitement.

Ros couldn't do much to tease when she was getting hammered and ripped open. It didn't take Oghden long to pierce through her flesh and start tearing organs out. He was feasting on her from the inside even while he fucked his knots inside her. One good pop and then another left Ros stretched to a breaking point. She was just quivering meat beneath him while he grabbed a handful of her guts and shoved them into his goo-drooling maw. Loudly chewing on something semi-vital of hers, he soon came back for something crunchier by latching his jaws onto the back of Ros's neck.

She never could predict exactly how he was going to destroy her. What she thought was going to be a messy decapitation was so much more gruesome than that. He got his fangs around her spine, and then he just started pulling. Stripping it from her body in a long, smooth tug left Ros falling completely limp before long. He yanked it out at the base of her tail and let her listen to the near deafening cacophony of him munching on every last one of her vertebrae one by one. Well, two by two once he really got going.

With blood and bone splinters raining down upon the floor and the half-mutilated body of the cat, Oghden gave a roar of satisfaction. Ros should have been very dead, and definitely not feeling anything, but somehow she sensed her exposed stomach swelling with his cum once more. She was already stuffed, and it didn't take long for him to make her burst, spilling that thick black spunk all over. It mingled with her pooling blood, overtaking the red, dyeing it with his corruption. He wasn't the only one cumming either.

It was a testament to just how hard Kee got off that she was audible over the chaos. She screamed and she squirted hard, gushing all over the grisly scene even while her roommate got eviscerated in front of her. By that point, locked in orgasmic fury, Oghden was simply grabbing pieces of Ros and shoving them in his mouth. He devoured her chunk by chunk, stripping her to the bone with his hand and claws - when those didn't simply get snapped off and crunched on, on the way down his throat. He was soaked in her blood and so were the walls, the windows, and indeed, the ceiling by the time he grabbed Ros by the back of the head and began to pull.

He made it snap back before the flesh began to tear. There was no bone left to break, so he simply pulled and ripped until he'd wrenched the ruined cat's head right off her shoulders. She could still glance around and watch Kee's excited throes of orgasm going on and on even while she was nothing more than a head framed between Oggy's jaws. They pressed down on her skull until she began to pop and crunch, losing her eyes, then her teeth, and then her entire mind when her skull caved in under the gradually increasing pressure.

Once he made his kill, Oghden savagely chewed on what was left of Rosalva's head, gulping it down even while he lurched in for more. Kee got to watch, her interest entirely unaffected by the post-orgasmic clarity more sane and self-preserving individuals might have experienced, while the monster devoured every last piece, every last scrap of her good friend and roommate. If anything, she already wanted to cum again, even as the juices of her last peak trickled down her thighs. With his body heaving, breath steaming from his bloodied jaws, the hungering beast slowly turned his attention to the hyena staring at him. She locked gazes with him, freezing for a moment - and then she found herself wearing a bigger and bigger grin.

"That was ... fucking awesome," she finally said when she found her voice.

It took some time for the tension to drain from Oghden's muscles. Keedee was ready for him to simply attack at any moment. She knew the risks. That he didn't succumb to such an urge just impressed her more. He went from full, rampaging bloodlust, to quietly cleaning off his muzzle and claws with a long, flexible tongue. It was a slow process. There was so much on him that it was hard to see the white of his fur anymore. The entire living room was going to need a serious deep clean after that night, but Kee wasn't worried about that. She glanced down - to where the monster's cock was still stiff, albeit just as soaked in gore as the rest of him.

"You um. Need some help with that?"

She was kind of expecting him to just pounce and facefuck her at the mere suggestion, but then, she didn't know him very well. Instead, she saw him lower himself down to her level. She was just going to have to go crawling through the crimson to get to her treat, but that didn't bother her at all. She pittter-pattered on all fours through the gory mess, letting it squelch between her fingers and toes. She nudged aside a piece of reddened fur after an experimental little swipe of her hand across it, as if to confirm that Ros was really dead. For a moment, she looked at her crimson-gloved hands and licked her lips, but she didn't go for it. Not yet. Not without asking Ros.

Nothing about it bothered her, though, now that she knew the context for the carnage she'd accidentally walked in on. It was like she said. It took a lot to make her flinch! She never thought she actually liked blood, but that didn't stop her from going down on the big daddy cryptid and licking the red right off his cock. It was still fresh and warm, and soon mixed in with the excess of slobber she produced once she really got going.

He deserved a very thorough cleaning. She sucked him nice and slow, just like Ros had. Oghden squirmed a little. Kee had to wonder if she wasn't doing a good job, or if he was just shy about someone doing him a favour like that. It was far from selfless on her part. She was already huffing, even moaning around his cock as she bobbed up and down, revelling in the taboo of it all. If only Ros could see her. Or maybe she could. Kee was getting all worked up already, licking and slathering all over that shaft, drinking down the dark juices that leaked from it when she ran out of blood to swallow.

She eventually pulled off and made sure to lick her chops at him, as if she was trying to look just as ravenous as him. When she offered her hand, he took it, squeezing. She reached up and he let her stroke at his bloodstained cheek, to touch the sides of his teeth without him snapping at her. Gently exploring all his most deadly places, she found her heart beating a little faster, no matter how gentle he was with her.

"You're not like the stories."

"Which ones?"

"Oh yeah, good point. There are like, a bunch of them out there. But I wanted to ask ... right now. Right here. What do you feel?"

"That is a difficult question to answer."

"Ooh, right, yeah. Unfathomable entity vibes. I love that for you." She patted him fondly on the thigh and lowered her voice just a little. "I guess what I'm getting at is ... how much do you wanna kill me right now?"

"More than anything that exists."

"That's so fucking hot holy shit. I just ... phew." She took a breath and laid a hand on her chest, fanning herself with the other. "I should probably ask though. If you do ... is that it? Or can you ... you know."

She snapped her fingers and made a popping sound with her lips. He nodded.

"It's as temporary as I wish it."

"So I mean, you could ..."

"There is always the danger. We have only met. I ate your roommate in front of you, and yet I'm still hungry. Do you trust me that easily?"

"Look, no one ever said I was smart." Kee giggled at him, to the point he couldn't help but join in with a little chuckle. "But I know you're just teasing me! She's right there! Well, sort of."

Rosalva waved. She was mostly there. A few pieces of her were still regenerating out of the murder scene staining their living room floor, leaving giant, well-chewed holes in her, but those sealed up while Kee watched. The hyena gave a little clap just to show how impressed she was with the whole thing.

"I told you! I knew you had something about you! That's so cool, Ros."

The cat smiled at how well her roommate was taking the whole thing. "Good to see you two getting along. Are you ... thinking about going for it?"

"Yeah ..." Her voice quivered.

"I will take it slow if you wish," Oggy said, then considered. "Or perhaps very quickly, if that's better."

"No, no, I wanna see it. I wanna know it's happening to me. Just um. Ease me into it, okay?"

"I can do that. You can still tell me to stop, if you want to. I will try to listen."

She gave him a little hug around the waist just out of impulse. While she was there, she rubbed her tits on his dick a little bit. The hyena was a squirmy bundle of excitement, one who started up at him in utter awe, in total reverence like he was a god. He picked her up, holding her by the hips, and simply let her hang there for a time. The anticipation was going to kill her before he could.

He sniffed at her a few times, breath shuddering through his skull. She gave a scree of excitement. Then it was more of a shuddering whoop. Kicking her legs at him didn't do anything to loosen his grip. His whole body was heaving, rising and falling with hot, shaky breaths that steamed in her face. He wanted her, but he was still holding back, still waiting for her to be ready.

"I can see that interest in you. You have always wanted to meet someone just like me, haven't you?"

"I think so. I'm still ... I'm still a little freaked out. But I need it so bad, oh my god ... please eat me Oggy ... take a nice big bi- "

SCRUNCH

His fangs were in her shoulder. He always liked to start with one of the crunchiest bits. Kee definitely felt some pain, though it was far more muted than she expected. Her body couldn't even fully register that much damage being done to her so suddenly. She looked over and met one of his hollow eyes. It was impossible to read what he was thinking. The tension slowly built, and she shook a little, but running her fingers through his hair made her feel better. She still had one good arm to touch him with, even as he began to bite deeper, and deeper.

When he eventually got all the way through, he tugged his head to the side and took her entire limb with him. She gave a shriek of excitement, startled by the sheer volume of blood coming out of her. That was it. She was committed. Watching her arm get mangled in his jaws with the efficiency of a trash compactor - a sexy one anyway - was the experience she'd been craving. She was awed and horny alike. Without so much as a single touch to her pussy,s he ended up cumming for him just from watching him chew on a piece of her. She squirted at the very same moment he swallowed down that piece of thoroughly mashed hyena meat.

Oghden still gave the occasional twitch or convulsion, holding back the urge to annihilate her on the spot. Instead, he gave her a show of licking across his bloodied fangs, then let his tongue droop down so he could drool on her, panting hotly. She was dripping and quivering for more. As much as she appreciated him taking his time, she gave him a nod when she couldn't wait any longer. That was all he needed to go for another bite.

This time, it was her leg. He bit into her thigh and began to violently thrash and tug. Kee thrashed right back, squirming and struggling as if she was really being murdered - like really really - just to see what it felt like. His claws dug deeper into her body while he wrenched at her, letting her feel skin ripping, then flesh tearing and bones separating. The absolutely sloppy noise that resulted in him pulling that spotty leg right out of its socket and into his jaws left her outright cackling. It wasn't because it was funny. She was so excited about getting mutilated that she couldn't stop laughing, in that giddy hyena way. Those unhinged snickers grew to gurgling when he swallowed her leg mostly whole and went back for more.

After that, he didn't bother with limbs anymore. He went for a bite on her side, taking a great big ragged chunk out of her. Another chomp on her chest took off a tit. Great big holes in her body left her eaten down to the bloodied bone, filling his belly piece by piece. He ripped her open and shoved a hand inside of her to snatch her very heart. Pulling on it until it snapped free of its fleshy connections, she let it beat briefly in his hand as he showed it to her. She observed, wide-eyed, lower lip quivering in absolute lust as he devoured that vital piece of her. Somehow, she endured a little longer, shredded and half-eaten, bleeding so heavily the sound of her blood pouring to the floor was the most audible thing in the room once Oghden swallowed her crushed heart.

When she found her head between his lunging jaws, it was a bit of a relief. It was all so intense that the void, however brief, was more than welcome. What was left of her still squirmed, even if she was dying by the moment. She was still conscious enough to feel his fangs pierce through her throat and the back of her neck, to hear one final crunch as he snipped her head right off. For a few last seconds, she even felt the embrace of his gullet wrapped all around her features as he swallowed her decapitated head whole.

Then it was just a matter of eating the rest of her. Oghden clutched his prey in both hands, pulling her close to his chest while he took great big bites out of her. She was like his spotted chocolate bar, munched and devoured as if by a starving beast. The sweet hyena was going to quiet his eternal hunger for just a moment, but she was no less satisfying. He tossed the very last piece of her - a paw, on her remaining leg - into his mouth with a bit of flair, and turned his blood-drenched visage back to the cat on the couch, watching him the whole time.

"Wowwww ..." came Rosalva's voice when he was done. "I've never managed to see it from this side of things. You're so good at this, Oggy."

That actually made the cryptid chuckle, where he knelt all coated in the carnage of his feast. "I should hope so. This is my ... whole thing, as you might say. But thank you."

He dipped his head in a thankful bow.

"I'm kinda excited to see what it actually looks like when you revive someone. Is that weird?"

"No. Watch."

Just like Kee had said, Oghden brought her back into existence with a flashy snap of his fingers. One moment she was gone, a mass of digesting flesh inside his stomach, and the next she was sitting where she had begun, blinking back with a little whoop of surprise. She took a moment to just stare straight ahead, seemingly shellshocked while she remembered everything that had just happened to her. Ros was just excited to see her, and even more impressed at how stylish Oggy looked while bending the very laws of life and death.

"Woah! Do you always look that cool when you do that?"

"No. I was showing off."

"Oh my god you're so cute."

"Holy shiiiiit ..." came Kee's voice once she'd found her bearings.

All eyes were on her. She held her hands out in front of her like she'd just discovered them. Then she stroked down her sides, felt her chest and pulse. Everything was where it was supposed to be. If anything, she felt a little better than before. Being alive was even more of a rush than it usual was for her. It only took a single glance at the scene to confirm that it had been reality. Oghden was still digesting her - or the pieces of her that had used to be her. She wasn't a clone, she was simply restored, at his command. It was all making her wet again. She started touching herself before she could even think about it, applying her entire palm to her soaking cunt to fondle and caress. Only when she realized everyone was waiting for her to say something more did she realize what a scene she was making of herself.

"Oh! Um. Hi. Were you wondering if I'm okay?"

"Of course." Oghden nodded. "If you need time -"

"No!" Her shout was so sudden she managed to interrupt him. "No way! I want ... I want more. You're so ... you're amazing. You're everything I've wanted. God, you're the hottest fucking thing ever, I just ... I wanna worship you. Can I ... can I call you daddy maybe a little bit?'

"Hmm." He smiled gently at her after a glance back at Ros. "Only a little."

Up she got, only to find her legs were shakier beneath her than she thought. She nearly pitched right over, but caught herself. That didn't stop Oghden from lunging for her just to make sure. She giggled excitedly to see him coming at her like that. Once she started, she wasn't stopping. Getting eaten just made her all the more excited. She threw herself at the creature before her and found herself in her arms. With her tail swaying wildly, she made sure not to leave the cat out of the equation.

"Ros! Have I ever told you what a crush I have on you?"

"Wha!" The cat recoiled as if struck. "You definitely did not! Really?"

"Yeah! Like. Total friend-crush but in the sexy way. I was totally going to just ask if you wanted to fuck someday. Just waiting for the right moment."

"Wow, I ... huh. Me?" Ros remained where she was, wearing a small, timid smile in contrast to Kee's manic grin.

"Yeah you! You wanna come double pen me with your extremely handsome horror friend?"

"... yeah!"

This time it was Ros' turn to find her legs unexpectedly shaky beneath her. She wobbled her way over and supported herself by clutching Kee's hips. The spotty swirled around to face her when she felt that, leaning back against Oggy's chest. Of course the hyena was super hot, in her giggly crazy way, but she'd just never even thought about her like that. Weren't roomies off limits? It wasn't exactly easy to resist when Kee was wiggling into her like that. The hyena just naturally found a spot to snug her insanely wet pussy against Rosalva's dick. The cat never even really used that, but if it was going to make her best roomie buddy feel good, she was ready for anything.

She almost had to cover her ears when she got a blast of those cackles from up close. Looked like they were getting another noise complaint. Those things happened when she lived with an exciteable hyena who loved to dance. A little humping and grinding helped Ros get over the initial awkwardness. She was leaking a whole mess of precum over the giggler, already thoroughly coated in the juices leaking from the hyena's soaking sex. Kee was such a mess. She was dripping, clenching, twitching with desire, and she only got louder when she felt a set of long fingers wrapping entirely around her waist, pulling her back to feel the heft of the monstrous dick spreading her cheeks.

Ros found herself naturally slipping into a kiss with her roomie while sinking inside of her. That suppressed some of the sounds Kee was making, but only partly. They had a drooly makeout session that ebbed back and forth, pushing and pulling, sucking and slurping while Ros started thrusting. It was easy to find her rhythm with Oggy leading the charge. One deep, hard thrust to fuck Kee's ass left the hyena's body shaking, trembling even. Ros just had to push back and let her roomie get fucked onto her own dick, sharing her moans into Kee's mouth and swallowing those she got right back.

"Nnnn, Ros ... nnnnnnh, daddy ..."

Huffing, groaning, grinding sex schlicked throughout the bloodstained living room. Ros could hear Oghden puffing in that monstrous way, a growl rising up in his throat that was more than just lust. Of course he was hungry again, and this time it was the sort of desire that wasn't going to stay hidden for long. He was eyeing them while he fucked Kee, and that just made Ros all the more excited to warmly stuff the hyena's pussy all the harder. She certainly couldn't compare to the knot-spanking brutality of the wendigo clutching her and her friend alike, but she could try, just to make him proud.

It was coming. Any second now. She could see him licking his chops, tongue flexing and curling around his many fangs. His hunger reflected outwards to her. It was a familiar sight, but it made her heart do a happy little jump anyway. It alsodrove her to thrust and fuck a little harder. Kee was hugging her tightly, squeezing down on her dick, massaging so firmly and thoroughly that Ros barely had to thrust anymore. She was caught up in everything, soaking in the pleasure, the ecstasy, and the wonderful dread of another imminent, gruesome death. It felt even better not knowing how it was going to go. Yet even she couldn't have predicted the direction Oghden took it in those moments of rising, dripping ecstasy.

---

Ros was sure it was such a difficult decision for a hungry monster. Two delicious ladies before him, and yet who to eat first? There was no reason he couldn't devour both, but Ros didn't expect him to start with the two of them at once. She was locked in writhing, pumping climax, grinding into Keedee, feeling the snickering girl squirt on her dick. The rush of cumming inside Kee was both cut short and greatly enhanced when a pair of skeletal jaws came lunging for them both, enveloping them from head to waists, biting down deep to crunch on them and smashed them together in the midst of their writhing, gushing finish.

Feeling the teeth piercing through her flesh only made her cum harder. She just kept going, filling the hyena's cunt right up, sloshing her got while the blood poured down their legs. Oghden wrenched them into the air, ripping Kee off his cock in the process, leaving her streaming his eldritch cum as the pair thrashed about between his teeth. It was all so sudden and violent that struggling a little came naturally. He whipped his head to the side and left their lower bodies bending in ways their spines didn't. A nice solid crunch was a start, but he could do so much more damage to them.

Ros was still inside Kee the entire time. She was still hard, too. Maybe it was the blood rushing to her cock, or maybe it just felt that good to fuck her lovely roomie. Even while she was being violently eaten alive, she was thinking how nice it was going to be to have some more intimate time together, just the two of them - and then there came a hard, deep, messy bite. The crunch was so satisfying it almost made her cum in Kee again.

The hyena was still giggling, even if she was occasionally choking thanks to all the puncture wounds in her torso. She hugged Ros close while they got subjected to the meat grinder that was Oghden's jaws together. He chewed on them until something snapped and their legs drooped limply from between his teeth. All the more blood poured upon the living room floor to mix with what was already drying. For the mess he was making, they were going to need something more than just a deep clean. More like an exorcism.

Biting clean through their spines together left them extra floppy where they dangled from his jaws. He flailed their useless legs around as Ros began to rapidly soften inside Kee. Her own cum was trickling out to mix with all the blood as the both of them got some good chews together. They were Oghden's gum, and the more he gnashed and shredded them, the harder they were to tell apart. Collapsing into each other while they embraced came with a sigh of delight they shared, shuddering and twitching as their bodies slowly died, mangled and bleeding out together.

Oghden curled his tongue between their useless legs and started to cram those in with the rest of them. His mouth was full already, but twisting and mangling their limp limbs helped him get his teeth around as much of them at once as he could. Chewing on Kee's ass, cracking Ros's hips and spine, forcing the two of them together, he let them kiss through their final moments even as their mouths filled with blood. Ros could slowly fix herself between harsh, piercing bites. Kee could not. She was fading and weakening, barely twitching any longer, and then not at all when Oghden chomped down on her back with a distinct, final CRUNCH that left her dying in Rosalva's arms.

Such a moment didn't last long. Oghden bit harder, and harder, eventually snipping through the waists of his prey. With Kee very much dead and Ros bisected, he could swallow them down together for further crushing in his gut. Ros didn't usually survive his teeth, but she was still getting chewed on when she landed in his stomach after a long, slippery slide. Slathered with the gooey substance that lived inside the haunted creature, she found herself not being digested so much as simply being crushed and mashed into pulp by the walls constantly pulsing and kneading around her.

Clutching what was left of Keedee close, she soon felt the stroke of Oghden's hands over his middle. His voice resonated through his body, even over the steady crackle of two partial skeletons being pulverized into dust. Ros was a mess of flesh and broken bones, but she could still hear Oghden's words as much as hear them. He sounded a little sad, as he tended to after a big indulgence.

"... I got carried away again. I will help you with the mess, I promise."

"Love you, Oggy."

"Love you too, Ros. Thank you for introducing me to your friend, even by accident. I hope to see you both again."

"Of course you're going to see -"

Ros wanted to offer further comfort, but she didn't get a chance. Whether it was intentional on his part, or he simply couldn't hold back any longer, he silenced her with a single squeeze. Crushing the life out of her when her head got caught between two folds of his inner belly walls, snapping her skull to pieces, smashing her brain to nothing brought her to silence and darkness alike. It was just him in the room after that, fondly rubbing his middle, snatching up two lower bodies to peel and gnaw at, down to the marrow, he finished his feast in peace, marinating in the blood of the two roommates, painting the walls with them. Any moment, and they would be back, but he took that time to appreciate how it felt to kill them, just a little longer. No matter how good that felt, no matter how tempted he might have been to keep them, they would live on, at his command. Maybe he would creep away before they did, feeling shy after all he'd done to them, no matter how much they appreciated it. But maybe it wouldn't take as long for him to come back this time.

---

Perhaps he was paralyzed by indecision. Ros knew a silly thing like orgasm wasn't going to distract him from eating someone delicious. Who did he want most? Or, more likely, who did he want first? There was plenty of room for them in the endless void inside him. Yet he didn't bite, instead rocking his way through a groaning, growing climax right along with Ros herself. She'd never imagined herself going balls deep in her roomie's pussy. Yet it was all she could think about, even with the looming threat above her.

With her shadowy cryptid buddy, they made a mess of the hyena, pumping her full of cum in regular and black eldritch goo varieties. She took to both of them just fine, writhing, bucking, cutely clinging to Ros while Oghden hugged them both from behind. Only when the height of pleasure died down and Kee finally stopped squirting on Rosalva's cock did things get quiet again. Oddly so. Ros perked her ears up and tilted her head towards the looming horror above them both. He had a curious smile on his face.

Leaning close, he seemed to whisper something to the hyena that Ros couldn't pick up. She heard only a faint rasp of bone and then an excited conspiratorial snicker from Kee. She was doing her best not to alert Ros to what she just heard, but it was obvious how excited she was.

"I don't think I can do it all myself, though."

"I will help. As needed." Oghden gave her an affectionate lick, and then Ros got one too.

"What? What are you two plotting?" The cat wore a big grin. "Whatever it is, I'm probably going to like it, aren't I?"

Kee was giving her such a look. Teeth bared, eyes wide and intense, ears pointed forward. Pure mischief. Ros was still inside of her, and it made her dick twitch a little, she had to admit. She was even more turned on when the hyena made her lunge. It wasn't quite so swift as Oghden, but it seemed she'd learned a lot just by watching. Or maybe it just came by instinct. Her teeth were plenty sharp, ready for some good bone crunching, and she latched onto Rosalva's arm before the cat could say another word.

That bite wasn't nearly as destructive as one of Oghden's, but it sank deep and did plenty of damage. Keedee dug her fangs into some feline flesh and tackled her roommate to the floor in the process. Even with her mouth full, she was still cackling. Louder than ever, in fact. There was something in her, something Ros had never seen that made the cat think she couldn't have fought her way out of that situation if she wanted to. She was going to try anyway, just to see if Kee really was becoming a predator.

They thrashed around together until Ros pulled out of that creamed yeen cunt, and Oghden slowly nestled back to leave Kee's body dripping his dark seed in absence of his cock inside her. He loomed above and observed the hyena do her thing. Mauling, pinning, and overpowering her larger prey through sheer force of hunger, Kee proved herself with every moment. She gnawed and she tugged, and in time she managed to rip out a significant piece of Ros, wrenching back with a nice, satisfying tear that left that new wound spurting right around the bicep. Ros just got to lay back, pounced and chomped, and watch Keedee eat that small piece of her. It was hard to say which of them was wiggling more excitedly.

Kee gulped, flashed a wild look, and licked her bloodied teeth. Then she paused. A glance back at Oghden left her flinging a spatter of crimson across the living room, not that it added much to the existing mess.

"Um. Sorry."

Oghden crouched down to lay a hand on her shoulder. "You're off to a very good start. Wouldn't you say so, Ros?"

"Yeah! Wow! I didn't know you were a people-eater, Kee!"

"I'm not! It's just ... it comes so naturally with you! I feel like a predator."

She did her best to look fierce with a flash of interlocked fangs, but even with her muzzle soaked in blood she was cute. It was hard to be scary when she was that small. With a big, clawed hand stroking her spots, she leaned in to sniff at the cat, who bared it all to her hyena friend.

"Plus, you taste really, really good. No wonder he goes crazy for you!" Kee elbowed Oghden affectionately. "Lemme see ..."

She explored, nibbling here and there. Ros couldn't help a loud, pornographic moan out loud once she got enough attention like that. It turned her on too much to stay silent. Kee licked a little too, but eventually, she found her mark. She got her teeth on Rosalva's belly and started to tear. Maybe she'd seen it on a nature documentary, or maybe there really was something buried deep in her instincts that told her exactly how to rip her prey open and spill their guts all over. For anyone else, it would have been a swift, messy death. For Ros, who was already regrowing some of the flesh Kee had eaten off her arm, it was a treat.

A long, slow process of tugging with the full force of those jaws peeled the skin and flash alike on Rosalva's trim middle. Kee didn't even bother working her way up to it. She was going for the kill - figuratively speaking, in this case. She opened a wound that just kept expanding, just kept ripping with more and more yanking of those disproportionately powerful jaws. Once she got started, she didn't stop, working with the opposite of surgical precision to leave Ros torn, exposed, and slopping a whole mess of blood all over the hyena, until Kee's spots were painted almost uniformly red.

Ros was split wide open, organs flopping free, and got to watch Kee dig her head in and start shredding things. There was that animal in the hyena. She ripped and wrecked and generally made a mess of things, chewing through whatever seemed the juiciest. Pulling out a nice hefty piece of Rosalva's liver made the cat worry for a moment. Wasn't that full of toxins or something? But then, she'd seen Kee eat, nothing bothered that girl's tum. She could bathe in innards and eat whatever she got her teeth around without so much as a fuss.

Eventually she withdrew, shuddering with hungry laughter. A glance back to Oghden in search of approval soon found it.

"You are better at this than even I could have expected. I didn't expect you to go right for the gut."

"I'm ... heeehee ... " Kee could barely speak for the delirium that had come over her. "I'm just doing what feels right! Is it good, Ros?"

"You're a natural!" Ros exclaimed, as best she could. It was slightly gurgled for the damage but clear enough.

"I need some more of ya ... like, no offense with any of this of course, right? I'm doing it 'cause I like you so much!"

Ros nodded at that. Of course she understood.

She left that belly wide open and went in search of a spot where she could do some more crunching. She went for a thigh, digging in deep, and just seemed to get faster and faster with time. More flesh, more meat, more for her to swallow and guzzle alike. She drank the blood from the deep wounds she left, and eventually she moved up to stick her nose right between the cat's balls. She couldn't help herself. Ros knew she was due for a hundred unnecessary apologies later when she felt Kee open up and chomp right down on some feline nuts, biting, tearing, and soon ripping them right off with the sheer power of her jaws.

Straightening up, Kee made sure Ros could see her chewing those right up. That was such a proud gleam in her eyes as she worked to munch the meat she'd just taken from the gelded cat. When those were down her throat, she sucked her way down to the very bottom of Rosalva's deflating dick, gnawed through it with ease, and then made even more of a mess show of gnashing that down to mush before her roommate's eyes. She giggled so much when she swallowed it that she ended up flopping backwards on her butt.

Oggy rubbed her shoulders as she recovered from her own excitement. She tilted her head back to nuzzle him on the cheek of his skull.

"Hey! You should join me," she told him.

"You might not get much more."

"That's okay! I'm honestly getting kinda full. Like, that's a me problem, not you Ros, of course."

Oghden traced his hands down the hyena's form and eventually stroked at her belly. She kicked her legs a little as if she was being tickled, only to settle down when the monster moved from behind her to instead take one of the cat's flanks. Ros watched them both circling her, settling in, exchanging fond looks with each other and her alike. She was pretty well paralyzed by all the damage, but for a little squirming. All she could do was offer herself to their hunger, and let Kee learn the tricks from her expert coach's example.

One moment he was the patient mentor, and the next, Oghden was the hungering beast. Whether he was giving in to an urge, or merely turning it on for the show of it didn't matter to Ros. She could delight in the experience of being torn in two directions at once. Despite his ravenousness, Oghden was careful not to bite the hyena in the process of eating Ros. Kee didn't offer the same such courtesy, playfully nibbling on that handsome skull-face in between chewing up and swallowing pieces of Rosalva's inner organs.

They both got to her heart together. She felt them collectively pause for just a moment, but they didn't even need to speak to come to a quick consensus. Of course they were going to share. Oggy was far from selfish. He helped Kee scoop that beating treat out with his tongue, and together they knelt above Ros' body to chew their way to the middle together, right in front of her. Her vision was partly blocked by the sheer volume of blood splurching out of it and into her face while they ate, but she didn't miss the kiss.

When there was only a little less to eat, they locked their jaws around the final piece. Keedee pushed it forward and offered it to her teacher, who swallowed it with the usual gluttonous glee he showed Ros. It would have been the perfect moment to strike, to add a second course to his meal, but instead he made out with the hyena for a time. She sucked his tongue into his mouth and swallowed it, and there they pressed close, kissing as best two toothy beasts could, sharing in a moment over the cat slowly dying beneath them.

She wasn't bleeding out with her heart gone, but she was succumbing to the damage. Not a single thing in her body was working properly anymore, after all. She got to watch them descend upon her once more, this time to lay their smooches on her cheeks from both sides. It was no surprise to her when they started eating her face a moment later. Oghden never did get a chance to finish it after Kee had interrupted them, and she wanted a taste.

Sighing into complete submission, knowing she was filling the bellies of two of her friends at once, satisfying them, sustaining them, Ros came to a nice twitchy death once they cracked her skull open and started eating her very thoughts away. Her head was empty by the time they were done, leaving nothing but the very last pulses of her nerves animate her while they finished eating her head right down to her throat. There was so much more to swallow, and they shared her, with Kee slowing down a little more each bite. She pushed on despite that, inspired by the master at work before her.

Eating Ros down to the very last bone, down to the splinters and the shreds, even lapping as much blood from the stained floor as they could together, two swollen predators exchanged a glance. They were snuggling a moment later. Oghden cradled Kee in his arms and held her close, belly to belly, letting the two halves - well, a quarter at most for the hyena - of Rosalva be nearly reunited in their digestive journey. Oggy could be done with all that meat in moments. Kee was going to need a little longer, and a nap. Ros was just going to have to tuck her in when she got back. And maybe do something extra special for the cutie for doing such a good job.

As for Oghden, he came down from his frenzy, stroking Kee's middle, humming a soft song. There was nothing for him to really say. Kee was on the verge of passing out anyway. Her tum was swollen and round, and her entire body was flooding with satisfaction. She was kind of horny again, but that was going to have to wait. Resting in the care of her scary new friend, and with such new feelings and cravings awakened, she was as content as a blood-stained, full-bellied hyena could be, so happy she could share in such a night with Oggy and Ros alike.