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A Beauti-full Meal

By Komatose and Zylen_Andel © 2012

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"Here you are sir, welcome to Olympic Fitness." Said the perky attendant behind the main counter of the simple gym downtown. It was just like any other gym, a place for those who want to maintain and sculpt their forms would come to work hard and make progress.

"Thanks." Said a deep, rumbling voice as a large paw snatched the entry card from the paw of the chipper squirrel behind the desk, looking a bit with disdain at the rude brute that had just been registered as a member of the gym not but a few moments ago. "Um, didn't you want to get your complimentary towel and gym bag, sir?" The young rodent said perking a brow as the hulking brute just looked back, already taking heavy footsteps to the card-controlled door that lead on to the gym. He just looked back, and smirked a cocky grin. "Nah, I got my own." He said looking back, inserting the card and just moving on as if the compliments to his membership were nothing, causing the attendant to just roll their eyes and move on about their business.

"Typical jock asshole" They uttered under their breath when the coast was clear.

Dallas sneered as he strolled onto the gym floor and looked around, what a bunch of weaklings...he knew he was strides ahead of them in physical power, and he showed it well. Popping his hips to the side as his hips were clad in a simple pair of workout shorts, naturally a pair that clung to his powerful thighs, showing off his ample bulge and leaving the rest of his Herculean body on display for anyone to take in, the only other things he wore were a pair of sunglasses to hide his eyes, and workout shoes on his massive paws to keep them safe from germs that could be on the filthy floor that God-knows-how many people sweat upon.

Yeah, the hyena was a force to be reckoned with. Standing at least seven feet tall, arms and chest thick with mounds of muscle, his thick, corded neck straining as it held up his arrogant head. Under the puffed, mountainous chest was a set of rock hard abs, ten of them to count, if anyone dared to get that close to touch them, anyway. He strolled ahead, his ass round and muscular as the rest of his body as his hips swayed from side to side, connected to mighty pillars for legs, the definition a prime example of bodybuilding legs, thick veins coursing under the tan and brown spotted fur and flesh. A simple, small tail rest over the workout shorts as it idly sway to and fro, his rounded ears high upon his head, his snout sneered as he looked over the machines meant for...childs-play. This was a gym he was overqualified for, but why the hell was he here?

Simple, well, to him it was. He was here to gain mass fast, and the last gym already did its part for him by offering its services. Oh no, it was not the equipment he was after, it was not the quality of the environment or the service. It was the other gym members he was after...trying to find the right one that could help him out and give him the gain that he needed. Of course, not by working with him...but by becoming a part of the massive gnoll. He was looking for a fitting male to consume, digest, and harness their energy and mass for his own. He had been doing so for so long, that the city of millions of souls was running out of gyms to prey on...he was going to have to find other means. For now, however, he was certain he would find just the meal to satisfy him.

Their scents were average and nothing special - much the same as the men they were wafting off of. He kept looking and searching through the crowd of wimpy men and clacking metal. "Maybe it would be easier just to eat the gym equipment." He had a small chuckle at his own joke, but kept moving. His body flexed and rippled with his power on it own, craving the sustenance that he was having so much trouble finding. The men in this gym were so small, they'd never be able to satisfy his true hunger. That's when he saw him - the answer to his primal prayers.

Laying on his back lifting a set of dumbbells was the only man that stood out in the crowd of averages, but standing out was easy for a peacock. He moved closer, stepping softly as he stalked the younger male. Each time the weights came down and the peacock held them down he stretched his chest muscles. Then he saw the swirl of hot pink feathers on that chest resembling a target and now he locked on him. When the weights came up, he saw the muscles in his arms flexing. What made this man different from the others was just how much of him there was. He looked to be just as tall as he was - perhaps even a little taller, which only made his mouth start to water.

The scent wafting off this peacock was heavy with his sweat, but also carried a hint of his musk. The hyena was already consuming him in his mind and with his other senses. His eyes gorged on the agile and smooth muscles that seemed to dance under his skin and feathers that he seemed to be taking expert care of. That was always something he looked for in his potential meals. The bird's body was only covered in a pair of tight black workout shorts, they offered him a good view of the overall shape of the body currently working out. His eyes moved down after taking another sniff of that sweet scent and saw that he had scales on his legs, at least from the knee down, to his feet.

More clacking metal let the hyena know that the workout was over and he moved his gaze back to see the peacock sitting with his back to him. As the avian was wiping his face with a white towel, the hyena licked his lips as he watched the dark blue feathers shift with his moving muscles. Even the arms holding the bird's wings seemed to be toned and muscular, but still not as thick as his own. The dark blue feathers on the wings dulled and bled into a rust color the closer one looked to the bottom of the wings. While his prey's muscles were smaller and smoother than his own, the fact that he was bigger than the other patrons meant that he was more than a fitting meal for a king's consumption.

"Damn..." The big hyena felt a familiar warmth in his body, preparation for the excitement that was to follow. His mouth continued to water, but he hid it well, it had been so long since he had poultry. Yes, this prey was perfect for him right now, so he made his move, closing in the gap between them, "Hey. Name's Dallas."

The peacock turned around, at first his expression was one of annoyance, he had no intention of socializing with anyone in the gym - he was there to train and nothing else. However, when his gaze came upon the towering hyena, and saw the soft brown hues stretched tightly over the muscular frame, his expression softened. A smile came over the avian face, "Well hello there Dallas. My name is Zylen."

"That's exotic." Dallas said, flashing his razor sharp teeth with a seductive rumble in his voice.

"And your name is simple. What's your point?" The peacock turned all the way to face Dallas, his eyes moving over the trace the thick muscles of his chest.

Dallas saw this and flexed for him, offering the peacock something more to look at. Hopefully this will get the sexy little bird distracted and not thinking straight. "My point is...I want to know what someone like you is doing here with these weaklings."

"I bet that line works all the time huh?"

Dallas' smirk faded a little, this prey was smarter than the other ones too. So there would be no more use with trying to trick him into getting him defenseless. Maybe if he tried the direct approach. "You value honesty huh? How about you come with me to one of the private showers? I see you looking at my body. How would you like to touch it up close?"

Zylen smiled and stood up, sensing nothing but the passionate spirit that this large male is exuding , "I hate playing games with people. So sure, that sounds nice."

Watching the peacock intently, Dallas saw the agile frame turning and walking gracefully towards the back of the gym, which made him smile. His prey knew where the private showers were, which more than likely meant that he had spent time with someone else. He always liked having fun with men that knew what they were doing rather the clueless virgins that were only good for a quick meal. His large frame moved with what grace he could muster, stalking his prey and feeling his heart begin to beat faster. The other male had no idea as he swished his hips for the pred following him, but he was in danger - grave danger.

This was going almost too perfectly for Dallas, meeting someone who fit the description of a satisfying meal as this gorgeously colored avian was, it was going to be such a rare treat to take in and harness the power of the other male all for his own. The hyena had no issue with paying extra money in his monthly gym fee for access to the six or so private showers that connected to the main locker rooms through a hallway, each one having a large, smoky glass door to enter and unlocked with the same card used to get into the main gym area. It was the perfect place to take an unsuspecting male and feast upon them in the privacy of one's own shower stall. It was a bit more of a challenge at other gyms who did not offer this service.

Dallas took long strides as he made his way to the locker rooms he had just come from, his gut already rumbling with satisfaction, knowing that soon it would be filled to the brim and his hunger sated with muscular meat to add to his own. His round, muscular asscheeks flexed side to side with each stride he took, the back of his legs, calves, latissimus and trapezius all ripping under his brown spotted coat.

Dallas turned the corner into the locker room, it was empty still as it had been moments ago, looking back to see the peacock following him behind, a grin on the predator's muzzle as he strolled right down the hall leading to the private stalls, reaching into the pocket of the workout shorts and plucking the key card.

"I hope you like surprises, Zylen, you won't be left...unsatisfied." And by the satisfaction, he meant that he would be enjoying it all. With a swipe of the card though the reader near the handle, it beeped with a green light and unlocked, the hyena pulling the smoky door open to show the pristine shower stall inside, as large as most home's bathrooms.

Striding proudly into the shower, he waited for the gorgeous peacock to join him, facing the wall with his back to the muscular avian, his paws coming to the waist of his own shorts and slowly tugging them down, his round, taut, spotted ass becoming revealed to the male behind who literally was given a bird's eye view.

"Mmm...I am glad you could join me for some privacy...as soon as I arrived and saw you, I could not resist your body..." He said with a low rumble deep in his powerful chest as he slowly turned, his thick, flaccid, uncut length flopping between his massive thighs, the heavy, low-hanging testicles behind, the size of a softball...each!

He flexed his hard upper body for the peacock, his ten-pack of abs rippling as each ab fought for attention like battling cinder blocks trying to claim a space on a wall, his chest puffing out, looking even larger as he put his paws behind his head, the tips of his biceps almost touching his own rounded ears.

"Come, Zylen...touch me..." He said licking across his black lips with a soft chuckle in his throat.

The peacock was blushing now, a sexy shade of purple on his face, his beak hanging open with a soft smile. He walked forward slowly, untying his the drawstring of his own workout shorts. His wings flared out all the way, not touching any of the walls in this shower, and moved down to slide the shorts off the elegant body. His own cock was not large as the others, but it matched the rest of his body - tall and lithe and agile. The shorts hit the tiled floor and the peacock gracefully stepped out of them as he continued to make his way to the large hyena who had invited him back for some entertainment..

Looking at the large hyena, he found it hard to believe that the heavily muscled hunk would be tender and caring during their session in the shower. But as he reached a talon out and touched the firm pectoral muscles, he didn't care how rough the hyena was. He looked up and grinned, the hard flexing muscles making him tremble. His hands moved down over the abs, tracing the crevices in the wall of furry muscles.

Dallas was just going to let the peacock marvel at his body and form, play with his muscles and admire them, for soon, the bird's own body would be fueling them to help them grow even more. He would not protest any action, might as well let the bird have his last bit of fun.

Zylen leaned forward and licked the nipples, his talons moving further down to lightly scratch at the defined hips. He kneeled in front of Dallas, grabbing his heavy balls in each of his talons and licking his shaft. His musk was heavy and seemed to pulling the bird closer to him, drawing out a soft moan from the beak. The large uncut cock was delicious and he wanted it badly. He leaned back on his knees and looked up at the large, sexy hyena, "You are so sexy Dallas."

The feathers on Zylen's neck stood up and twitched as his arousal grew, his muscles built more for flexibility and speed rather than strength of power. He moved his talons to hold the large cock and licked it slowly, pulling it into his beak and allowing the thick shaft to slide down his throat. He couldn't fit it all, so he stroked what he couldn't take. The peacock's throat welcomed the large cock and milked it with warm and wet contractions, the smooth tongue wrapping around the shaft, each movement of his head - forward and backward - brought more pleasure. There was pleasure from the actual act of the bird suckign him off, but for Dallas the real pleasure was that he had no idea what was in store for him.

"Wow...you're really good at this." He said in a fake tone of interest. Birds sure had to work hard to give blowjobs with their beaks, only really able to take it down their throat and bob and swallow on it.

The hyena's cock was rock hard stiff now at the full length of fourteen rigid inches, nearly as thick as a beercan as he figured the bird could handle some roughness. He reached down and rested a paw on the back of the kneeling male's head, thrusting forward and burying his cock deeper into that beak. Zylen only moved his hands to thick muscled thighs, but did not protest in the slightest. This brought a grin to the hyena, "You must do this often, yes?"

The deep blush on the avian's cheeks was his answer as his cock was sucked down into his throat and teased with expert skill. Every time he would moan, Dallas felt the vibrations of his throat around his fat cock. This peacock was eager for some hot sex, and the hyena eager for a meal, there was nothing to get in their way. The hyena's cock was throbbing hard, rigid and trickling thick, musky precum down the bird's throat as it was all swallowed hard, the balls slapping the bird in the neck every so often with a dull thud.

"Grr...Ooh yeah...such a good throat to work...Maybe your asshole is as tight and wet as your throat is?" He said with a grin from above, his tongue coming out to lick over his fangs as he continued to fuck the peacock's throat, surely it would take a little more effort to get a hot load out of him.

Dallas was pondering just how to take his prey, should he fill him up with his seed and get the peacock to cum as well, lulling him into a blissful state so that he could go in for the kill, tearing his throat out and then taking his time eating the bird bit by bit as the luscious blood poured out to be bathed in. Maybe he could tear into the male as he was still alive...making him endure the fact he was going to become nothing but meat to grow on...that ran risks, mainly horrid, gut-churning screams of pain. Someone could hear them.

He weighed the options in his mind as he continued to jam every inch of huge hyena dick into the bird's throat, feeling it swallow and vibrate around the uncut, musky meat stick, running a paw through the feathers on the peacock's head.

This big male was certainly productive, Zylen was drinking down was felt like a constant stream of pre. The sexual fluid was warm as it slid down his throat and allowed that thick shaft to slide almost without effort. He moved his hands up the hyena's thighs, groping the hard muscles as he made his way to his true goal. Those taut and round butt cheeks he had seen when he first came into the shower. They made him quiver as he imagined the power they could generate.

The tender hand running through his head feathers suddenly got a little rougher, gripping his hair and yanking him backward. The wet cock slurped out of the skilled beak and slapped with an audible squelch across the bird's face. The musky meat stick had all the peacock's attention - he would do anything for it.

"That's enough of that, birdie. Now, get on your back." Dallas growled out deeply as he was eager to plow the bird, allowing him the last moments of bliss he would ever have.

There was blush on the blue feathered face, but the hyena smirked as he didn't notice any hesitation. The peacock was on his back in seconds, spreading his legs and begging for it without words. The hulking male grinned evilly, this bird had no idea what was coming, the fact that he trusted Dallas only made it easier for him to get he wanted from the peacock. All he had to do was play along for now, the bird in the palm of his hands and he all the time in the world to close his fist around him.

"You really are a slut aren't you?" Dallas chuckled as he knelt between the long elegant legs, spreading them open with more force and smirking at the moan he got in response.

"Yes, I am. Why do you ask?" Zylen's grin was just lusty as the hyenas, but was more playful and more excited than evil. His body was tall and regal and elegant - a true visual feast for Dallas. It would be almost a shame to destroy such a beautiful body, but then again, he would get more from it than just sustenance.

"It shows." Indeed it did. He didn't have to employ many of his usual tricks to get his clothes off. He realized then that sex with strangers and in strange places was something this male was used to. His teeth flashed as his grin deepened to take over his face - this just got a whole lot easier. His claws came out and he gently raked them across the feathered chest, watching the reaction carefully. To his utter surprise, the lithe avian moved into his claws, wanting them to tear into him. "You really shouldn't trust people so easily birdie."

Zylen leaned up and looked at him, and amused smile on his sexy beak, "Why's that? Are you not a trustworthy person?"

Dallas' eyes were glued to the avian body now that he was close enough to really admire it. "Oh no, not at all..."

Zylen wasn't sure whether the large man was implying that he was trying to tell him something different, or whether he was honestly answering his question, but as his claws dig a little deeper he forgets his worries again. The large predator had stalked his prey, now he was closing the distance and getting ready to corner him. Grabbing onto the sexy feathered hips, Dallas pressed his large cock to the tiny entrance. Shock took over his face for a mere moment at how tight this male felt; a slut with a tight ass? This avian would make a terrific meal, but first he would sate his sexual hunger.

"I'm ready." Zylen said with a soft coo, ready to take in every inch of the overly muscular male.

Dallas looked over the peacock who was calmly laying on his back and waiting for the soft pain of his penetration. "You've played this part before?"

Zylen chuckled, "I've had many starring roles."

As if to emphasize how ready he truly was, the peacock's breathing slowed down to almost a crawl. He flattened his arms to the floor at an angle to his body, to help support his weight when he arched his back. His abs were tight and flexing, ready to manipulate his core to keep his body in line with the larger male's cock. His legs were spread open, but his feet found the floor, which was another step that would help him keep his body in line. The peacock offered Dallas a warm and inviting smile before laying his head back down to the tiled floor and waited for the first, always slightly painful, thrust.

Dallas growled softly and pushed forward, feeling the uncut head of his slicked, thick cock spearhead against the peacock's blue pucker, forcing it open and sinking the head in at first as the muscular ring opened wide and took it, causing the bird to gasp sharply in shock.

"Mmm, too big for you?" He said with a menacing grin as he loomed over the other, slowly pushing himself into Zylen, feeling each inch of his thick, veiny dick slide in past the threshold, throbbing and pulsing as he rocked forward, giving a hard thrust and slamming the rest of his thick shaft into the prey, his heavy balls slapping against this bird's tailfeathers.

"Oooh...nice and tight...can you feel every inch claiming you?" He said low and growling, showing his white fangs and slowly pulled out, the slicked up shaft retreating before giving a quick paced thrust forward again, slamming into the peacock hard and causing his body to lurch backward.

It did take a moment to adjust to the size of the hyena, but oh, it was amazing! Zylen called out in ecstasy as his toned body flexed, his talons curled and his feathers ruffled as he was taken nice and hard, his body size and tone allowing him to take a bit more roughness and still gain pleasure.

The impacts were firm and made Zylen slide across the floor, only to be pulled back into more thrusts by the strong arms holding his hips. Each thrust filled him with the gargantuan cock and the peacock could moan as the hard muscled male literally held him in place. The throbbing of the fat cock matched the throbbing heartbeat, bringing the heat of his arousal throughout his whole body.

"Oooooh...so good..." Zylen moaned out, closing his eyes and rolling his hips back into the firm, dominating thrusts.

Dallas noticed the soft blush on the peacock's face and continued to hammer the bird, savoring his time with the peacock. He moved his hands up the bird's lithe body and pinned his arms above his head. The fact that Zylen looked so comfortable in a position like this was telling of how often the bird did something like this. It also made it easy for the hyena to make his next move. He lowered his mouth to the elegant neck, opening his jaws and wrapping them around the throat of the male under him. To his utter surprise, there was no fear and even more arousal.

Zylen felt the sharp canine teeth brush his neck, one of his sensitive spots, and cooed out a sexy little moan. He was being held down and fucked good and hard by a large muscled hyena and now with the male's jaws around his neck, he quivered under him. Feeling the sharp teeth around his throat and the hot breath rolling over his neck made him feel so powerless - so helpless and his moans and groans told Dallas that he wasn't afraid of this.

This bird was a strange one, almost a shame to make a meal out of him really. But Dallas felt his hunger rising and he knew it was time to have his true fun. He licked at the neck, tasting him and loving the texture of his feathers. All he had to do was grab the throat in his teeth and pull back, but another fevered moan from the avian brought his sadistic side to the surface. The sounds of his moans were so sexy...how would he sound if he screamed?

Dallas opened his jaws and pulled back, looking down at the peacock, who caught his gaze and grinned up at him. The hyena spoke with a cold tone, "I could just eat you up right now..." He said with a sharp grin as he could feel the deep, burning tingle in his loins, his balls ready to make a heavy deposit into the peacock, his thrusts becoming harder as his powerful paws gripped tightly onto the hips of the beautifully feathered fowl.

Zylen was mostly charmed at the statement, figuring it just some romantic talk about how good of a sexual partner he was, but the hyena was quite serious, to the peacock's incoming demise. Zylen's own shaft was throbbing hard, the punishment Dallas delivered to his prostate inside was sending wave after wave of pleasure through his body, soon to be pushed over the edge!

Dallas's face seemed to grimace, but still keeping that grin as he gave the few final thrusts, pulling the bird closer to him as his uncut, ebony shaft went rigid, the balls pulling up close to his groin and a deep, loud roar escaping those sharp teeth as his cock began to spurt thick ropes of his dense seed inside of his prey, collecting within as each shot was at least a cup full of potent hyena semen. Drool ran down the corners of his black lips as well over a dozen thick bursts of seed ejected within the peacock, filling up his anal cavity and putting more pressure against his interior as the seed caused a bit of a bulge to form behind the peacock's toned abs, nothing too extreme but one could clearly tell that Dallas was quite a heavy cummer. The hyena slowly growled as he rocked his hips back and forth, making sure to unload every drop into the bird, stuffing him like a Thanksgiving turkey.

Zylen had such a blissful expression on his gorgeous face, his feathers ruffled out beautifully as he could feel the large load that had collected within him, oh, it was so warm and thick and heavy! He wanted to kiss the sexy hunk so badly, looking up at him with stars in his eyes only to see the hyena licking his lips hungrily down at him.

He was leaning in, Zylen was ready to meet those lips and share the moment of bliss together, his arms raising so that they could wrap around and squeeze the muscular shoulders of the hyena, his beak agape as he let out a final, orgasmic moan, his body arching upwards as Dallas was leaning in...

...blood gushed from Zylen's neck as the hyena sank his razor sharp fangs into his neck, closing his jaws around the peacocks windpipe and crushing it with his powerful jaws. The peacock's eyes went wide, pupils dilating, the sudden shock caused his body to freeze. Between his legs, Zylen's cock shot forth a thick jet of his own avian seed, spurting upwards over his own toned body and onto Dallas's thick wall of abs as he had his orgasm in a mix of absolute pleasure and absolute shock.

Dallas growled deeply as he had his fangs sunk into the bird's neck, the blood juicing into his maw and over his tongue, the bird was silent now, beak open as his voice box was crushed, his lovely calls never to be heard again as adrenaline started to pump, just as his own orgasm was ending, the last bit of his own seed leaving his testicles for the last time.

The only sounds that were coming from the wounded bird was a choking gurgle as blood dripped into lungs. The heavy metallic scent washed over him and Zylen knew that his life was ending. Each beat of his heart pumped more of his blood out of the closed system of blood vessels that had now been ripped open by the fierce bite. Adrenaline guided his next few movements, a hand curling into a fist and jabbing at the canine still holding his neck. While his body acted on instinct his mind was left to wonder - how would he die? Would he drown on his own blood? Would he bleed to death? Would the hyena break his neck?

The need to fight was apparent, but the tight and agile body of the peacock could not mount a serious physical offensive against the thick muscled canine. Another gurgled whimper escaped the beak as tears slid out of the frantic eyes. Zylen scratched at the shoulders and arm of the canine, tearing his flesh with his talons. He kicked and pushed with his feet, but it all did nothing to get his attacker away from him. He was going to be eaten alive and there was nothing he could do to stop it from happening.

There was a burning in his muscles as they had used up all the energy they had left trying to fight off the hungry canine. Zylen's head got heavy with pain as his blood dropped and his body went starved of oxygen. He didn't know how much longer he had left, but his body gave one last desperate push to try to get his body out from under the hard muscles holding him firmly in place. Dallas' whole body was pressed close to the bird, he seemed to be holding him down and keeping his victim's tiny neck still so it didn't snap and end his fun too soon.

Dallas's powerful jaws opened as spurts of blood shot from the puncture wounds upon the blue bird's neck, looking down and licking his lips clean of the blood...Oh, it was so good and rich. He was not even phased slightly by Zylen's fighting against his attack, but there would be nothing more the wounded peacock could do now. Dallas leaned back a bit, his rigid cock still stuffed inside of Zylen's clamped asshole as he looked down at the bird's toned chest, leaning in with a snarl and clamping his teeth into one of the pectoral muscles, growling and shaking his head as he sank his teeth into the feathered flesh, tearing back and ripping the bird's skin open while he was still conscious, taking a large chunk of meat away as blood poured to the tiled floor below.

The ravenous hyena chewed and chomped lewdly over his meal, swallowing quickly and leaning in for another large mouthful, shredding the peacock's flesh into ribbons as the bird's eyes rolled back into his skull, the body spasming now as he was slowly eaten alive. Another bite, this time a couple of ribs getting caught in the chomp as he tore them out forcefully, not stopping to chew around them as his powerful jaws ground the bones up like a garbage disposal. Dallas was going to leave nothing left of the bird, bones and all.

Dallas was ready for a wing, lifting up the arm around the side of the chest he was tearing into, gripping Zylen's bloody shoulder, his muscles flexing as he snarled, tugged hard - flesh, bone, tendons, and muscle snapping and tearing as he ripped the bird's arm right from his socket and began to tear into his wing ravenously, crunching bones, slurping the blood and sucking the flesh. Was Zylen still alive? He was bleeding a lot but surely he was on the verge of unconsciousness. Oh, he was making such a good meal...all of this protein and calcium and other nutrients would allow the hyena's body to grow quicker.

The searing pain was the only thing that was left in his mind. He had lost the need the escape and even lost parts of his mind that told him the tile floor was cold. The lack of blood and oxygen was killing his brain and softening all of his perceptions. But the hungry hyena was still on him - and still eating. The hard throbbing from the blistering pain passed over his whole body and Zylen felt his life was slowly coming to end. His vision faded and he hoped that his mind would too, but one last crunch was heard and he knew that the ravenous dog had eaten his way to his heart.

The exposed muscle was still beating - albeit slowly - and Dallas watched it for a few moments. The timing was still there, which meant this peacock was holding onto his life, but it was only a matter of time. The predator backed away and really looked at what he had done to the bloodied and whimpering prey. His grin spoke only of his satisfaction at finding such a glorious meal. However, Dallas felt that the peacock deserved some tenderness before he died - after all, he is going to give him quite a good meal.

The thick hyena leaned down again, slowly sniffing the blood in the air and listening as the gurgled cries got softer. He pressed his warm lips to the cool beak and kissed the bird tenderly, lingering for a few moments. Breaking the kiss brought a smile to his face as he spoke with a solemn tone, "Your death is going to give me great strength. So thank you."

There was a choking cough as then the avian's head laid back onto the tiled floor, never to be lifted again. His shoulders and what was left of his chest relaxed, with Dallas being able to actually see the muscles go limp. The heart beat slowed, as the rest of the avian's body went limp; hands unmoving on the tiled floor, legs slumped down and rested forever. The once so bright and loving eyes were now hollow and dark. They hung open and stared blankly at the ceiling - Dallas lovingly closing them with a careful hand. The predator now had his meal all to himself; no more fighting, no more resistance, and no more compassion as the hungry dog went back to tearing into the now dead feathered body.

The hyena leaned into the open chest cavity and wrapped his jaws around the heart, chomping down and tearing back as a large squish of warm blood spurted out from the organ as he crushed and chewed it down, the flavor so indescribably delectable to him as he had become addicted to the tastes of raw flesh and blood. Lewd, loud crunching and chewing was all that could be heard within the shower as blood poured down to the drain, not to mention the deep red fluid of life covering his entire body. He had to eat fast, tearing into the meal like a ravenous feral lion out on the African savannah. As Dallas consumed his meat, intent on taking every scrap in, his abs clearly began to bulge out quite noticeably, swelling forth a bit and pushing the dense muscles outward as he took more and more in.

The head was a difficult part to bite into, with the skull and all, but Dallas was happy the bird had no teeth to try to chew and gulp down, teeth were not his favorite part. He gave Zylen's lifeless head, disconnected from his body as he had eaten the neck and most of the torso and both arms now, one last caress before he began to smash it with his fist, breaking the skull and turning the once proud head into a more manageable, flatter form to tear into. Oh, the brain had such a lovely flavor to it, not to mention the eyeballs as the popped against his teeth.

Bones were no match for his jaws and digestive system, a predator of his quality had an extremely toxic form of stomach acid that could even liquify and break down bone, teeth, scales, and claws. Metal and plastics were something that would eventually pass through, a bit misshapen, however. Dallas tore his claws into the abdomen, pulling out the intestines like a large pile of tender spaghetti and slurping them down, not bothering to chew them because of what might be inside. It always made his esophagus tickle as he swallowed down intestines, causing him to giggle and chuckle softly around them as he slurped them back like pasta. He yanked the colon free, seeing how bloated it had become from the large load of his own semen he had delivered into Zylen before he began to eat him, not stopping as he gulped it all down, putting the protein right back into his own body and would soon refill his balls.

The snapped the pelvis with his strong paws, tearing into it like crunchy rawhide, the sweet marrow inside tender and savory, the best part about eating the bones, aside from the satisfying crunch. He lifted the peacock's pelvis, wrapping his jaws around the spend, limp cock and set of balls and tearing them off, another of his favorite parts as he chewed gingerly, savoring the pungent, tangy flavor as the testicles popped against his teeth. Some organs he swallowed whole to keep from bursting, as they were quite bitter, but some were lovely and tender, like the liver. Foie gras was such a delicacy, and he got to enjoy it all to himself. The meaty asscheeks were next as he spun what was left of the gorgeous peacock around, tearing into them, with his jaws this time, ripping the spine away and biting into it one vertebrae at a time, the juicy spinal fluid was almost fruity!

Lastly, two powerful, scaled legs were left as Dallas rubbed over his swollen belly, oh, he was so full, but the sensation of being full, knowing all of that tissue, bone, and organ, was going to become part of his own body, making the hyena grow even larger, was all the most satisfying part. Dark meat always was his favorite part anyway, although these a bit raw and much larger than fast food, nothing was stopping him, not even the mighty femur as his jaws bore down upon it and snapped it like a broomstick, sucking out the marrow and then crunching it down.

One leg after the other, even chewing down the touch scales of the lower leg area, he finished off his meal, sucking back the last bits of lower leg and scaled feet as he groaned deeply, his abs pushed out almost like that of pregnancy, aside a much different reason here. He noticed the long, luxurious tail feathers lying in the pooled blood, taking them and, of course, stuffing them into his mouth to make sure nothing was left. Though...he did keep just one. That was all that was left of Zylen, one last proud, elegant tailfeather.

The hyena stood, his protruding gut wobbling as he huffed and let out a few lewd belches, wobbling over to the showerheads and turning them on as hot steam began to fill the room, the blood thinning as it began to wash away down the drain at the center of the stall. He rubbed over his full belly, caressing it and looking down at it as he washed himself free of the avian blood, also taking the time to wash the tiled floors of the private stall, using a special rinse he had stored away in his gym bag that would completely mask evidence of blood or body fluids on surfaces, a little bit of insurance for himself.

Dallas knew how to cover his tracks well enough, oh, how he wished he could be living in the distant past like his ancestors, devouring tribal members and enemies and not having a care about anyone wanting to find out where they went off to. The shower stall was finally clean, thanks to the concoction of blood and scent cleaner he had gotten from a fellow predator, since there were only a small pawful of them living in the city.

As the mighty hyena washed himself off, his bulging gut groaned and burbled loudly as his muscular stomach crushed around and digested the well-mutilated peacock inside, his abs slowly pushing back to a somewhat normal look. All that was left was to dry off, step out of the shower like nothing had happened and get dressed in the locker room. Empty again? This was just too damn easy...

"Sir?" Asked the same squirrel at the front desk as Dallas approached, fully dressed in a loose tank top and shorts, socks and tennis shoes on his large footpaws as his fur glistened softly, nice and clean and smelling fresh. Dallas slapped the keycard upon the desk and pushed it back to the squirrel.

"I am not satisfied. I would like my money back and my membership revoked." The attendant gave the hyena a bit of a glare as he took the card back from him and sighed softly. "Well, as you know, you still have a week left to continue your complimentary trial period to..."

"No." Dallas said deeply with a rumble from his chest, and a groan from his gut as he did not even acknowledge it. The squirrel nodded softly and pursed his lips, wanting to say something smart.

"Very well, sir. You will receive a check in the mail in about a week with your refund. Will you at least take part in this survey so we know how to fix what you..."

"No." He said again as he hefted his duffle bag up and over his shoulder, glaring at the squirrel before putting on the darkly tinted sunglasses and strolling out of Olympic Fitness, feeling truly satisfied and a toothy smile on his muzzle, a single peacock feather hanging from the zipper of his gym back as he continued on to the parking lot, not even looking back once to the gym he would never see again.