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"writing": "\n\nSunnyside & Turvytown\na Hellish RP\nby Alex Reynard & Robby Rourke\n-------\n\n\n\n\nWalter stirred. His bed was oh so comfy, as it always was in the morning. He was all too familiar with that phenomenon, how hard it was to get comfortable when getting to sleep, but how everything seemed so perfect upon waking. He yawned... and furrowed his brow. His blurry mind couldn't quite put its finger on it, but something felt... off to him.\n\nThe rabbit was well into adulthood. Tubby around the middle and the backside. Brown-bearded with white fur and glasses. He lived alone, had a minimum wage job, and managed to pay his bills on time. He also spent his spare time playing video games, surfing the internet, watching videos, and masturbating to all kinds of strange, kinky things. On the outside he was as normal as he could be, but on the inside he was all kinds of lewd. He liked it that way, but he longed for a place where he could share that side of him without scaring off potential friends. You couldn't tell what someone was okay with just by looking at them, so it made it hard for him to confide in people. As such, he didn't have many friends, beyond those he'd met online.\n\nBut something... ah, his voice! When he yawned, something sounded different about it. It was... higher, maybe? He coughed, attempting to clear his throat, but that didn't seem to do anything. He sat up, rubbing his eyes before stretching and scratching his back.\n\nThen he stopped.\n\nSomething else was really, really off.\n\nHe felt... out of proportion with himself somehow? Bits were shorter? Skinnier? It was confusing the hell out of him.\n\nWhen he opened his eyes, as blurry as they were, they immediately shot wide.\n\nEverything Was Red.\n\nHe looked around in a mild panic, not recognizing the room he was in at all. He whined softly, then looked down at himself and yelped! He was so small! Well, much smaller than he knew himself to be, at least. He whipped the blankets off and examined his arms, legs, and significantly less protuberant tummy. He felt his face, felt the beard and even the glasses he expected to, even though he knew he didn't go to sleep with them on.\n\nAnd then, in a voice he hadn't heard in almost half his lifetime, he spoke.\n\n\"W-where the hell is the rest of me??\"\n\nWalter was not to receive an answer to this question in a timely fashion. As soon as he spoke, he was startled by a commanding female voice: \"[b]You slacker!! Get up out of that bed!!!\"[/b] And as soon as this voice spoke, Walter's bed vanished, making him plummet a few feet and land on his bunny tush.\n\nWalter nearly leapt off the bed from a sitting position and was shocked when he suddenly wumped onto the floor. His head whipped around to see where the hell that voice was coming from, and he yipped in shock when its source made itself present.\n\nSuddenly he was not alone in the red room. It was still doorless and smooth all over, but now there was a beaver cop lady standing in it. Mid-twenties. Legs akimbo. One hand on hip, the other pointing a scolding finger at him. She had auburn fur, big buck teeth, a standard waffle-y tail, and a modest blue policewoman's uniform, except that her bountiful chest was straining the fabric to its limits. Her nipples were impossible to miss, leaving little wet circles in the cloth. Likewise her forearm-thick unerect member, highlighted against her latex-tight pants. Her badge was cartoonishly large, and read, 'OFFISA TIDDIES'.\n\n\"Loitering!\" she accused. \"And look at you now! Not a stitch of clothing on! Shaaaaaame! What do you have to say for yourself?\"\n\nHis eyes went wide, taking in the form of this apparent caricature, becoming aroused in spite of the adrenaline pumping through his system. When the curvaceous beaver woman chastised him for being naked, he quickly covered himself, blushing deeply. He cowered and shivered slightly, heart beating a mile a minute in his chest. He stood up rather slowly before addressing his possible captor.\n\n\"I'm s-sorry miss, but... I don't know where I am! I don't know why I'm here, or... or why I look like this! I mean, I know I went to sleep naked, but I'm pretty sure I was taller, fatter, older, and slightly balding! I sound like a teenager! I [i]look[/i] like a teenager!\" he mumbled, \"well, except for my beard,\" before continuing. \"If I'd had the chance to get dressed I would've, but- HOLY FUCK THAT'S A COCK!\" He pointed rather abruptly at it, with his other hand doing its best to hide his rigid shame. It took him another couple of seconds before he meekly apologized. \"Oh shit... um... I didn't mean to blurt that out, I'm sorry.\"\n\nThe officer whipped an overflowing notepad off her utility belt and started writing on it while shaking her head. \"Tsk tsk tsk. Nudity. Making up outrageous stories. Swearing! This is just too much. You are a fuzzy little menace to the community, that's what you are.\"\n\nWalter tilted his head and gave a look of disbelief. \"Wha... ?\" He looked the beaver cop over and noticed her badge. This made his eyebrows rise with incredulous surprise. \"Offisa... Ti-...\" He pinched the bridge of his nose, wincing in disbelief and sudden frustration. \"Okay, so... this is some kind of dream, or something? Or what, was I kidnapped and hooked up to some insane virtual reality machine? Is this some Chinese knockoff Matrix?\" Midway through his spiel he remembered he was still naked, so he tried to keep a hand and a crossed leg over his junk while his free hand gesticulated. He was quite an animated talker.\n\nAt this, the beaverette's stern demeanor dropped a bit, suggesting it was only ever just a game. \"Hmmmm... I suppose I can show some leniency, given your situation.\" She came closer and sat down on the square couchlike protrusion that had suddenly appeared from the red room's walls. She patted the space beside her for Walter to hop up. \"Given that you're, y'know... dead. Do you remember how it happened?\"\n\nThe rabbit was becoming more and more incredulous as more information was given to him. \"Okay, yeah, no, I'm definitely not dead. If I were dead, I wouldn't be anything. Boom, poof! Gone to the Ether!\" He wiggled the fingers on his free hand. \"You're not gonna get me by thinking this is Limbo, or Purgatory, or some Great Beyond kind of junk.\" He looked around again. \"Your effects guy is leaning WAY too hard on the red for this to be believable, honestly.\" Still, something felt incredibly off about all of it. His logical mind was clinging tightly to whatever it could of what he Knew to be True, while ignoring other factors, like his very obvious bodily changes.\n\nThe officer tilted her head, bemused by the challenge. \"So. No more good cop then. Do you deny that on the night of the 19th, you cooked yourself up a nice steak with mashed potatoes, spent eight solid hours masturbating to drawings of prolapses- vaginal AND anal- while talking to friends, whereupon you told them you were \"feeling a little sick and wanted to go to bed early\"?\"\n\nWalter was mid \"catching her in the act\" pose when he stopped. His facial expression changed slowly to one of concentration, then to a very different kind of disbelief. The kind that one uses exclusively when they Know that what they've been told is True, but they don't WANT it to be. He blinked, shrinking back. He was beginning to fear what may have occurred. \"I... Noooo... no, you don't, that-... that is NOT okay! You've got... y-you hacked the cameras in... in m-my...\" He stopped. His monitors DIDN'T have cameras. He hadn't owned a laptop with a camera in it for more than five years. Plus, his webcam was disconnected when he wasn't using it, for this exact reason. But... \"...On m-my PHONE! My phone! You're getting all this info through my phone! Are you with Rogers? I switched fucking YEARS ago, what could you possibly want??\" He was getting desperate.\n\nShe ignored his tirade and put her hands on her hips. \"You forgot to turn your stove off. Your gas stove. You weren't getting the flu, genius, you were breathing carbon monoxide.\"\n\nWalter's eyes went wide. His jaw dropped. He cupped his hand over his mouth and his eyes went to the floor, flicking back and forth like he was reading it, searching it for the information he needed to be true...\n\n...but he couldn't find it.\n\nThe beaver smirked. \"Gotcha, didn't I?\"\n\nHis head slowly shook. He mouthed the word 'no' a few times. He backed up to the wall and slowly slid down it. He stared off into the distance, running the events over in his mind again and again.\n\nHe Forgot To Turn The Stove Off.\n\nHe Wasn't Getting The Flu.\n\nHe Died In His Sleep While Jerking Off To Prolapses.\n\nHe was aghast. It was all True.\n\nThere was no other way.\n\nHe looked back up to the beaver, searching for mercy. He had no idea what his current circumstances even meant. Was she here to help, or to harm? Suddenly he gasped, and his voice cracked. His head shook. He began to cry mid sentence. \"Oh my god I'm in [i]Hellllllll...[/i]\" He knew it. Nowhere else would be this red. And big ol' Offisa Tiddies was here to send him into eternal damnation for Sins Of The Flesh.\n\nA wicked grin spread over her adorable brown fuzzy muzzle. She lifted her cute little cop cap up, and a disproportionate set of glossy black demonic horns emerged. \"Not bad. I usually have to spell it out for the new fish. You might be a sharper tool than I figgered, rabbit.\"\n\nWalter shrank back hard against the wall, a hand pushing out to ward her off. He knew there was nothing he could do to stop her, but his instincts were going crazy. He babbled incoherently; a general mix of words like 'no', 'please', 'don't', and phrases like \"I didn't know any better\", \"I wasn't hurting anyone\", and \"it's not fair\". There was nothing he could do to stop it from coming, but maybe, juuuust maybe, she'd show him mercy.\n\n\"No mercy for lawbreaking bunnies!\" she said merrily, as if reading his mind. With effortless grace and strength, she darted out a paw and picked him up like he weighed no more than a tissue. \"C'mere you. Your punishment starts now!\" Walter felt himself forcefully draped across her lap and restrained with a gentle paw on his back, while the other one rustled around. \"You're getting a spanking!\" the officer declared with glee.\n\nWalter's mind was forced back to a time long past, something he hadn't felt for two solid decades. The lap against his stomach, his bared bottom, the gentle hand on his back...\n\n... the [i]gentle[/i] hand?\n\nHe was a bit too panicked to process this information consciously, but it did help somewhat. He didn't struggle as hard as he would have otherwise, but he did mewl rather pathetically.\n\nShe enjoyed his frantic wiggles. Tensing up, she let fly with the first smack.\n\nWalter had expected a flat palm leaving his hiney sore and pink. Instead what whapped into it was like a tube sock filled with rubber.\n\nIt struck him again. Not painful at all, just... odd. It made his buttocks jiggle. From her breathing, the officer was clearly enjoying herself.\n\nWalter's crying... slowed down... and eventually stopped. He sniffled, but now he was more confused again. \"What... what are you...?\" He turned his head to see exactly what was happening.\n\nFour petite fingertips gripped his cranium like iron. \"Ah ah ah!\" she sang. \"No peeking!\" The meaty tube kept impacting Walter's underage buns. Was it getting firmer?\n\nHe wasn't... [i]entirely[/i] sure what she was hitting him with. Whatever it was it didn't exactly hurt. He wondered if maybe he should play it up like it did, else she might pull out a bigger, less floppy baseball b-\n\nWalter immediately became aware that she was hitting him with her penis. This caused him to blush deeply and bite his lip. It also caused his previously shrunken boner to come back. He... well, he wasn't normally into spanking, but this was just the right flavor of weird. His rump was wobbling pleasantly, and as he'd noted it definitely didn't hurt. He also recovered very quickly from being in hopeless tears a moment ago.\n\nHe wasn't entirely sure what drove him to it, but he decided to press his luck. \"Uh... for a denizen of Hell, this punishment isn't exactly very painful. It's... a bit [i]demeaning[/i] sure, but it's not quite what I expected. I'm not complaining, of course.\"\n\n\"Naturally,\" she said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. \"This is the Naughty Level, junior. You've been quite the impish bunny, but certainly not [u]evil[/u]. So we let the punishment fit the crime. I'm afraid you're in for quite a lot of red cheeks, thumping heartbeats and...\" she clenched her thighs, trapping the tip of his cock between them and squishing it nicely. \"...[i]turgidness[/i]. Don't you think that's an appropriate sentence for a criminal-type like you?\"\n\nIt wasn't quite a wince, but the bunny's face definitely wasn't one of solemn comfort when those thighs locked his dick down. He fought the urge to hump against her, still not entirely sure this place or this beaver lady was on the level. \"Alright, well... that makes some kinda sense, I guess.\" He said, fidgeting, but finding himself surprisingly comfortable all things considered. \"Still, is this really Hell? Like, 'Fire & Brimstone' Hell? Of all the things to be real, [i]Hell[/i] is so-...\" His brain suddenly realized a different equation didn't quite fit together. \"Hang on, if you're hitting me with what I think you are, it's a whooooole lot longer than it was earlier,\" he commented.\n\n\"I'm just spanking you with my hand,\" she lied sweetly. \"How could you possibly think anything different? Such a dirty mind!\"\n\nNo hand in existence was shaped like that. Walter could damn near feel the veins in it. Plus there were little dots of precum landing on the floor. Judging by this, it was likely two feet or more.\n\n\"And, yes. Hell. Realer than real. Everyone's so skeptical these days. CGI has made everything more difficult to prove.\" She doffed her hat again and blasted a double plume of orange flame up into the ceiling; the curls of fire splashing against the featureless red plastic, causing no damage but looking really cool. And Walter couldn't deny the wave of heat he felt on his face.\n\nHe'd craned his neck up to look at it, and was duly impressed. \"Fair enough. Mind you, I know this definitely isn't a movie, and you nailed it in one on Plausible Cause Of Death.\" He sighed. \"That's really gonna suck for my online friends when they find out. But... well, I guess I'll see them again some day.\" He shrugged. Then he thought for a minute. \"By the way, 'Offisa Tiddies'? [i]Really?[/i]\" He inflected the last word with the most incredulousness he could muster, trying to steal another glance over his shoulder.\n\nHer eyes went wide. \"How DARRRRE you call me that! No respect for an officer of the peace!\" Her spanking doubled in speed. It was like being hit in the ass with multiple basketballs. \"I'll have you know, you little hooligan, that I am a licensed and bonded Hellguardian of the realm, and my name is Velvetiron Clampanessa. Where would you ever get such a ridiculous idea as to call me 'Offissa Tiddies'!?\"\n\nWalter was now being whomped hard enough to bump him around quite well. His voice was warbled from it, and his dick was getting a half-decent incidental stroking in the meantime. \"F-from y-your b-badge! It s-said Off-iff-issa Tidd-iddies!\" he claimed.\n\nOfficer Clampanessa grew a few more arms long enough to scribble on her notepad. \"More lying! You just never stop! Ooooh, so naughty! What AM I going to do with you? Have you no sense of decency?\" Her pad and arms vanished so she could properly grip the 'couch', bite her lip, and suddenly deluge Walter's back in hot cinnamon roll icing. At least, that's what it felt like.\n\nWalter gawked at the arm growth, a very noticeable pulse running through his now definitely drooling member. He looked away out of embarrassment, only to get practically covered in pleasingly steamy goo of some kind. He gave a low, muffled chortle, like Goofy when he'd get kissed by a pretty girl. He did so love the feeling of the slowly cooling slop spreading over and down his sides. It made him forget momentarily about his circumstances, and he reminded himself to do more wet & messy play in the-... Oh, right. Well, maybe the opportunity would come up? Who knew?\n\nThe beaverette stood and plucked Walter off her lap in one effortless motion, holding him up by his bunnytail. While normally this would be painful, it wasn't. Just a neutral tugging sensation. He rotated back and forth a bit, feeling droplets of warm goo slither and drip from his fur to land with loud [b]PLAP[/b]s on the floor.\n\n\"The punishment seems ineffective. This bunny is still as naughty as ever. I guess I'll have to take more drastic measures. Like a permanent relocation to a rehabilitative community!\" She tossed back her head and cackled maniacally (accompanied by actual thunderbursts in the background).\n\nThen she leaned in and swiftly whispered, in a much gentler tone, \"By the way, let me know if any of this stops being fun. Or if you have any questions. That's what I'm here for, after all.\" A soft kiss, then she straightened up and resumed the Bad Cop act.\n\nThe rabbit was rather disoriented being held upside down, but... something about it felt... oddly arousing to him. Being handled so easily, like he weighed so little, that the person holding him could very clearly do with him as she pleased. Again he blushed, deeper so when she gave him the little kiss. He cleared his throat and nodded, crossing his arms. He was happy he wasn't uncomfortable like that since he imagined it was a rather humorous pose. \"So! Uh... rehabilitittty communitits... or... fuck, whatever you said; where is this place? How the hell do we get out of here?\" He found the view quite appealing as well, looking up at Clampanessa's bosom from below.\n\nShe simply tilted her head and winked. At that, the entire red room suddenly burst open like a huge cardboard gift box. Bright sunshine slapped Walter in the face, and the sound of screeching tires. The room had unfolded in the middle of a busy small town main street! Still holding Walter, Velvetiron extended her other arm to direct traffic around them. Walter could definitely see that the people in the cars were gawking, giggling, and pointing at his nudeness.\n\nHe was rather shocked by the sudden reveal AND the loud noises the followed. He hid himself as well as he could, arms in front of his face, legs scrunched around to try and hide his junk. Nothing could be done about that rump of his though; tail raised and everything. People could probably see his butthole, even! The thought made him shudder, precum drooling off one of his thighs. There were so many people! There were all STARING at him! Some of them were giving that naughty, knowing giggle... He was irrevocably exposed to a presumably innocent public. He never knew why the idea of it turned him on so much, but it did. It also made his cheeks glow like bright pink neon lights.\n\nVelvetiron might have been rotating him a little on purpose to show him off, or maybe it was just the wind. Over the din of cars and giggles, she welcomed him. \"This, Walter, is your new home! Sunnyside! A city where everyone's normal. All the time. Or else!\"\n\nWalter was briefly distracted by a passing mouse girl who seemed to be hiding more than the usual number of bellybuttons under her shirt.\n\n\"That's where we come in. The Fun Police! We're here to stop you from having any. Too much naughtiness and we might just have to throw you in...\" A melodramatically disgusted grunt (with maybe a hint of a grin?) \"[i][b]...Turvytown.[/b][/i]\"\n\nWalter was trying to listen, but his ears kept swiveling to catch comments. What could people be saying? Was he unclean? Could they see his penis? Could they see how aroused he was? His eyes were darting around from between gingerly spread fingers. He wasn't sure if he liked the sounds of Turvytown, but Sunnyside was going to give him severe palpitations! He might get to like it here, were he wearing some sort of clothing.\n\nThe officer showed no signs of allowing him to get covered up, almost as if she were [i]enjoying[/i] his embarrassment! \"It's like any other normal town here. Normal people, normal routines. Since you're just a tyke, you'll be going to school soon. Otherwise the truant officer might pay your ass a visit.\" There was no indication whether this was figurative or literal.\n\nSchool? Oh goodness. \"But... I'm thirty! Almost thirty-one!\" he complained, getting another good view of the bottom of Clampanessa's tits. \"I went through school more than a decade ago! I had a paying job! And where the heck am I gonna live?\" He finally realized he didn't exactly have a home here from what he could tell.\n\nShe tapped him on the nose in reprimand. \"Nope. You're about fifteen from what I can see. No arguments! You're off to Plainview High in the morning. In the meantime, do you think we should take this inside?\" There were still definitely cars zipping past. On the sidewalks, some citizens were openly pointing and laughing, others were trying to avert their gazes. Some were 'smoothing out' their pants.\n\nWalter wasn't entirely sure how he felt about this. He was getting a rather uncertain air of 'I'm totally gonna get inappropriate boners around kids' from this going to school idea. For a moment he thought the 'this' she was referring to was him and she was talking to someone else, but either way he nodded. \"Yeah, let's go somewhere with fewer prying eyes, if you don't mind.\"\n\nOfficer Clampanessa nodded curtly. Then strode across the road to the sidewalk, causing a few accidents behind her. She didn't look back. As she carried Walter across town (her arm somehow never tiring), Walter heard soft footsteps. Behind him was a cute little coyote girl. She waved shyly.\n\nWalter worried briefly about the crashes, covering his ears in fear before he realized if he was dead, then chances are so was everyone else. 'Hopefully it didn't hurt,' he thought. He opened his eyes to see the cute coyote girl, which made him tense up and cover his junk from her view as much as he could... but he did wave back. He could not lie: given the chance he'd appreciate seeing her naked.\n\nThe little Pred cutie giggled in an adorably innocent fashion. Then she looked around quickly, checking to make sure no one was observing. When the time was right, her finger darted out like a rock from a slingshot. Walter felt it swipe across his tailhole like a credit card. Then straight into her mouth it went, where she 'mmm'ed at the musky, cummy flavor.\n\nWalter [i]eep[/i]ed and arced his back at the daring touch of his sensitive hole. Then his eyes went wide, his balls contracted, and he shot a streak of cum for a solid second. And then he went rather limp, murmuring incomprehensibly to himself about someone touching his butthole just so they could taste it. He was lost in that memory for a fair while, his cock drooling thick droplets of clear pre the whole time.\n\nThe coyote waved again, thanking the bunny for a treat, then ran off in a different direction to seek mischief elsewhere.\n\nClampanessa smiled proudly. She whispered, and Walter somehow heard it clearly over the bustle of the city. \"I'm glad to see you playing nicely with others already. I think you've realized by now, this whole city is a game. There's rules and unwritten rules. I'll explain exactly as much as you want me to. Though, most furs enjoy bumping around, making mistakes, and figuring out the boundaries for themselves.\"\n\nThe bunny did little more than nod. \"Uh-hunh...\" He was practically leaving a trail of pink, puckered hearts.\n\n\n***\n\n\nWalter woke up in bed for the second time that day.\n\nThis time he was less disoriented, remembering his interactions with the busty beaverette right away. He could still smell her on his fur, for one. And he was still nekkid beneath his bedsheets. But they weren't his sheets. As he blinked and pulled himself sitting up, he realized he was in an apartment bedroom. Not his own, but similar dimensions. A nicer bed than his too. And, from the quiet sounds of whirring coming from the other room, he wasn't alone.\n\nHe couldn't remember much after his anal-assisted painting of the sidewalk, so it was possible Offisa Tiddies had brought him back to her place and tucked him in bed. Maybe for further shenanigans.\n\nThe rabbit surveyed his surroundings after he got out of bed, checking out any furniture he could find, opening drawers, peeking in closets. His ears stayed alert for the sounds of Velvetiron possibly walking in on him. He wondered if he'd be able to locate some clothing to wear.\n\nThe apartment turned out to be nicely furnished, and almost aggressively normal. It reminded him of a photo in a homewares catalog. Comfy floor rug, nice curtains. Drawers full of clothing. All of it in his size. Normal young boy clothes. No folded skimpy cop uniforms, lacy underthings, or padded handcuffs.\n\nRather convenient, he thought. He found a shirt, some underwear, and a pair of shorts that all fit surprisingly well. He looked himself over, finding it all to his approval. He dared not question the logic of it, knowing full well things were weird down here. They clearly knew he was coming, so there wasn't much sense asking why all those clothes fit him.\n\nHe walked to the bedroom door, placing his hand on the doorknob. He stopped, breathing deeply. 'Alright,' he thought to himself, 'let's walk on out there into... whatever it's gonna be. New \"life\", down in hell, in some place called Sunnyside, of all things'.\n\n\"Fuck this place is weird,\" he mumbled to himself as he opened the door and ventured outward.\n\nRight down the short hallway (bathroom, closet, second bedroom; he noticed at a glance), he could see into a kitchen where a teenage wolf boy was sitting nude at a dining room table and eating a sandwich.\n\nWalter stopped when he saw the other boy, wondering how he'd react. Clampanessa said something about things being normal and not normal... was nudity normal? Would he get punished? He also then remembered what his \"punishment\" had been and figured really, what was the worst that could happen? He shrugged it off and continued forth with just a smidgen of trepidation.\n\nOnce within the kitchen, he waved a bit nervously to the wolf boy. \"Hey, uh... I woke up in a bed here. I think I'm probably supposed to be here, unless I'm not in which case I think I'm wearing your clothes, and I apologize for that.\" He scratched the back of his head and chuckled. \"Walter, by the way,\" he added.\n\nThe predkid turned and arched an eyebrow, putting his hands stiffly on his hips. \"And what the heck do you think you're doing in my house!?\"\n\nWalter stiffened. He looked around as though some object in the room would vouch for him. \"I-... Offissa Tidd- I-I mean Clamp-a-peen- er...\" He shook his head, waving his hands around like he'd walked through a cloud of Freudian Slipping Gas. Once he'd moved around enough to reset his brain he continued \"That officer lady brought me here! At least... I think she did?\"\n\nThe stern look broke, spreading into a wide, goofy, toothy grin. \"I figured. They said I'd be getting a new roomie today. I'm just bustin' your nuts!\" He guffawed, but snuck a quick look at Walter's area. \"C'mon and sit down! I'm just having some lunch. Mi casa es su casa, apparently. I've only been here three days and it's definitely a relief having someone I can drop the act around.\" He took a messy bite of his baloney, mayo, and mustard. \"I mean, I [i]assume[/i]? You wouldn't BE here if you weren't a weirdo too, right?\"\n\nThe bunny exhaled, letting all the nervous air out of his system before quickly taking up a seat across from the wolfkid. He didn't feel that hungry, so he just looked around while they talked. \"Yeah, I'm... a bit of a weirdo,\" he said with a light blush in his cheeks. \"I feel extra weird looking half my normal age and apparently having to go to school, but I'll probably get used to it eventually.\" He looked the other boy over, trying to get a feel for him. \"So... what kinda weird are you, then? I'm getting a feeling this whole place is entrenched in, like... kink stuff, but I wanna make sure.\"\n\nThat grin again. In lieu of explaining in words, he reached over and stuck two fingers in the open mayo jar. \"I'm Joesy, by the way.\" He reached back and, though there was no visual, from the sounds it seemed highly likely he had just stuffed his entire hand up his ass. It sounded like a very wet kiss. He rooted around a bit, tongue flopping out, until he found an object and removed it. Instead of shit, it was a big green deli pickle. He showed it off for a moment, then bit down with a 'crunch'.\n\nWalter bit his lip and tried not to look nearly as turned on as he very clearly was by what was going on. Eventually he gulped, then nodded. \"Ah... okay, so you're THAT kind of weird.\" He let it go for a bit before his blush deepened. \"Yeah... yeah, that was... that was pretty hot... \" he admitted, looking at the table. He leaned back and looked down at the tent in his shorts. \"No real sense hiding what we're into, hunh?\" he asked, looking back up at Joesy. \"'Cause I'm... well... I've got a loooooong list of kinks personally, but somehow this place knew to put me in a place that would capitalize on my embarrassment. Lucky me, I guess?\" He shrugged with an awkward, unknowing smirk.\n\n\"I think that's the point, bro. How much did your cop lady friend explain about the game here?\" He took another bite, then offered some of the ass-pickle to Walter.\n\nHe took it, looking it over and sniffing it before tossing it in his mouth. \"A bit. I get the idea we're supposed to be normal, and if we get caught being weird then stuff happens.\" He swallowed. \"Can't be that hard, really. Mind you, some little girl just... um...\" it made him blush and squirm just thinking about it. He cooed, then continued. \"She rubbed my butthole, then licked her finger. So... I mean, there's clearly the want to be weird, but I can't see it being too hard to hide in all honesty.\"\n\nJoesy nodded in great approval. Both at how quick this bun caught on, and at the acceptance of the ass-pickle. He reached into his magic butthole for a can of Pepsi and cracked it. Ice cold and dripping, just like out of the fridge. \"Right on. The whole town's full of perverts, like us,\" a smile, \"but we're not allowed to be. And for the same reason a chastity belt works. The more you can't, the more you want to. So, the unspoken rule is, you've gotta be hiding [i]something[/i] all the time. Physically, usually. Lots of people try to have extra parts, or extra-big parts, and go out barely hiding them. Mine's relatively easy, but then, I'm just feeling things out myself. But I've always wanted an asshole the size of a frisbee that I could just pull stuff outta.\"\n\nWalter shuddered lewdly at the description. \"Yeah... yeah, I can see the appeal to that.\" He fidgeted, resisting an urge to touch himself. Then he figured... ah, to heck with it. He leaned back and sighed as he stuck his hand in his pants, massaging his needy, leaky prick. \"You, uh... you'll tell me if I go too far with getting myself comfortable here, yeah?\" he said, biting his lip. Then he chuckled. \"Well okay, I doubt THIS is 'too much', but... if I ever get near there I... I might end up making a mess of the place, depending on what's available to do.\" He admitted. \"I, uh... like me some pretty messy stuff. Gross things, too. Mostly girls doing them, but I'm flexible. Oh, and flexible girls, too.\" He cooed, eyes shut softly as he imagined Things. He was [i]really[/i] getting comfy.\n\nJoesy slurped. \"Sounds like they did a good job pairing us up. My family was one of those 'keeping up appearances' ones. Nice house, spotless floors. God, just standing in the shower and shitting my underpants was SO liberating! Got in a freeway accident a few days ago, and man, I do NOT regret it.\" He gulped. \"Passenger, by the way. I wasn't trying to suicide or kill people. I'm not like that. Although...\" All his confidence evaporated and he was suddenly an embarrassed, wiggly pup. \"I guess I should admit, if I'm fine with you being messy, I hope you'll be fine with me, um, wanting to eat you occasionally. I mean, no offense! Nothing mean about it. It's just... I'm a wolf. You're a plump, tasty-looking bunny.\"\n\nWalter stared, then blinked. Then he blushed and looked rather sheepish. \"You... Wait, that's a legit option?\" It occurred to him he had no clue how it'd work, but if they were both dead anyway why wouldn't it be? \"I mean, I've always had vore kinks of ALL kinds,\" he waved his free hand to emphasize the all, \"but I never thought I'd actually get to try them out!\" He considered it, feeling his heart race nervously. \"Though... gimme a bit on that one. I might need to warm up to it. Get comfortable with other stuff. I've always had a thing about pain, so if it's gonna hurt, I'm probably not gonna be THAT into it. Still... fucking hell, I can't tell you how hot it is to be told how I taste or smell, and that someone actually LIKES my flavor...\" He shivered and bucked instinctively into his hand. His tip was drooling quite nicely at all of this.\n\nJoesy practically lit up like a Christmas tree. \"Oh thank GOD!!\" he bellowed, nearly melting in relief. \"Or, I guess Satan? I dunno yet. But my dad was super big into 'You must respect Prey and not act like a stereotypical Pred!' For crying out loud, I like Prey just fine as friends. But they also smell sooooooo good! And if you like that stuff, Walter, we are seriously gonna get along fine. And I'm cool just teasing you for now. I'm [i]pretty sure[/i] they're not big on pain down here. Oh! I should mention the punishments.\" He swigged his soda, then swallowed the can.\n\n\"If you get caught doing pervy stuff, anything can happen. Sometimes ninja guys jump out and paddle your ass with big pool noodles. Sometimes cops will pull down your pants. I saw them pee on a guy! From everything I can tell though, it's just in the spirit of fun. They embarrass you a bit, you go on with your day. But it's usually [i]just enough[/i] that you wanna try not to be caught out.\"\n\nThe rabbit considered the idea and nodded. \"Yeah, that makes sense. It's all for fun, from what I'm getting.\" He sighs, still milking his rod under the table. \"Oh, Velvetiron mentioned, like... some other place, too? Turbo-Town?\" He was pretty sure that wasn't it, but he hoped Joesy would know what he meant.\n\nA knowing nod. \"I, um, haven't had the courage to go over there yet, but I've heard of it. They speak of it in hushed whispers here. Like you'd talk about a leper colony. But that's all part of the act too. From what I gather, Turvytown's just like here, except the masks are off. You can fuck in the streets, spooge in baby carriages, eat your parents, anything you can think of. So like, if you get tired of keeping up the act over here, you can go over there and just let loose.\"\n\nJoesy gave Walter another look, the way a diner regards a hamburger. \"Also, ah, I'm pretty sure there's no more death here. But still, yeah, um, it'll probably take a little while before I could even try eating you. Or anyone. I'd need to see proof it's 'safe' first. I don't wanna hurt anyone. Just eat them.\"\n\nWalter nodded. \"Same here, honestly. There are so many things I've always wanted to try. And, oddly, I think I'd almost prefer checking out the other place first if that's what it's all about. Deep end first, get acclimated, jizz myself to skin and bones, then maybe try something a bit more 'normal'.\" He shrugged with one hand still buried in his shorts. \"I feel like I've just woken up in the coolest wet dream ever. I wanna meet and make friends with as many weirdos as I can, take advantage of all this stuff before I wake up again, y'know?\"\n\nJoesy looked like this was just what he was secretly hoping to hear. \"Awriiight! I guess I was kind of hoping you'd nudge me into it.\" He crammed the rest of his sandwich into his maw to finish it, and unsubtly showed off his pointy teeth to Walter. \"Getting there is easy. Just go over to the front door. I'll catch up in a hot sec.\"\n\nThe rabbit blinked, shrugged, then hopped off his chair. He pulled his hand out of his shorts, a couple strings of pre-cum stuck to a shiny bit on his palm. He licked it, then wiped the rest on his shirt. \"Always happy to help a guy out,\" he said as he headed to where he figured the front door was.\n\nWalter heard the sounds of a very quick cleanup. Possibly Joesy throwing the dishes across the room into the sink. Then soon enough, here came the wolf boy, loping down the hall. He was about to detour to his room, then stopped himself. \"I guess I don't need to put on clothes if we're going to... the other place.\" He was totally blushing. \"So, okay! See that dial by the door? It's set to Sunnyside, so just open it up and have a look.\"\n\nThe rabbit nodded and did so, turning the doorknob and looking out into what he expected to just be the hallway of an apartment building, though he had no clue how this place even worked, so it was entirely possible he could end up being fifty feet up in air above a pool of sharks for all he knew.\n\nInstead, it was quite similar to when the red room had opened up. There was Sunnyside in the merry afternoon. The door opened onto a short set of steps with a wrought iron railing. There was the street with cars humming past like busy bees. Across the street was a hardware store. While Walter hadn't made it a priority to study the kitchen he'd been in, there'd been a window behind him and, from memory of his peripheral vision, they had to have been on an upper floor.\n\nHe blinked. \"Uh... well, that's... convenient, I guess. Hunh.\"\n\n\"Freaky, isn't it?\" Joesy said. \"Now turn the dial to Hallway.\"\n\nWalter stepped back and closed the door. He leaned over a bit to inspect the dial, then turned it counter-clockwise until he found the Hallway option. This time the door- the exact same door- opened onto a perfectly nondescript apartment building hallway.\n\nAs if that wasn't startling enough, the tenant across the hall opened her door too to check what was going on. Walter caught just a flash of sandy fur as a glasses-wearing fruit bat popped her head out, then shyly back in with an \"Eep!\"\n\nHe blinked at that too, then shut the door. He chuckled, blushing. \"Your, uh... your neighbor's pretty cute, not gonna lie.\" He then addressed the dial again, looking for something close to what he heard Clampanessa say earlier.\n\n\"I haven't met her yet. Same thing: she peeks, then vanishes. Maybe she's a ghost.\" He'd said it offhandedly, then chuckled at how stupidly accurate he'd accidentally been. \"Anyway, you got it. That's the forbidden setting right there. I've been too nervous to try it so far. I heard some stuff about how, like, both towns overlap or something? Like, they exist in the same space? This building's both here and there too. So, at least it means we won't get lost over there.\"\n\nWalter took a few deep breaths, staring at the doorknob. \"That's good to hear then. I'm not really all that worried about causality and euclidean spacial reasoning right now. I'm just... trying to mentally prepare myself so I don't cum the moment I open the door.\" No sense being dishonest, he figured. After a bit, he closed his eyes, counted to three, and then opened the door, stepping confidently out into whatever lay beyond.\n\nJoesy spaced out a bit at the big words, but then followed behind, grateful that his new Preybunny roommate had seemingly bigger cohones than him.\n\nOutside was a [b]riot[/b]. Loud music, sirens, cars screaming by at top speed, unidentifiable moans, and SMELLS! All sorts of odors a body- or several- might produce. Walter's nose involuntarily wrinkled, taking it all in. Right away, just behind the bushes at the side of the building, he could see a cat couple porking in the grass beside a picnic spread. Across the street, people were having a food fight in the parking lot of the hardware store. Walter saw a mother hippo french-kissing her toddler beside a mailbox. He saw a few friends waiting at the bus stop, talking casually while one of them squatted and took a shit.\n\nNot a block away, a koala and fennec were holding each other nervously. Then together, arm in arm, they stepped out into oncoming traffic. [b]POW.[/b] They were knocked sky high to land in a splattered heap across the median. They started [i]immediately[/i] fucking. High as a kite on the adrenaline, they caressed each other's fascinatingly broken bodies all over, licking blood off each other, passionately kissing, and drilling their fingers into various wounds, getting muffled shrieks of enjoyment in response.\n\nWalter could do little more than just... [i]gawk[/i]. He could barely parse all of what he was seeing, but the blood pumping through his veins knew he wanted to be out in it. \"Well... no time like the present to experience whatever the fuck THIS is.\" And so he walked forward.\n\nTaking in all the sights, he quickly judged where he thought would be wisest to go. He saw the group of friends at the bus stop and figured they'd likely be the most helpful, even if one of them was popping a squat right then and there. He jogged lightly in their direction, looking over his shoulder to make sure Joesy was following. The rabbitboy reached out a hand for the wolf to take before looking back towards the others. He looked both ways very cautiously every now and then to check if anything seemed to be coming at them. Once he was certain he was within earshot, he called to the group. \"Hey there! Sorry to bother you folks, but my friend and I are new to this place, and we'd like to get a kind of crash course on it ...though not nearly as literally as those two,\" he pointed to them, slightly grossed out by how graphic it was, but still clearly aroused. He also waved to the pooping person.\n\nThey were a quartet. From right to left: A fellow bunny guy in a tanktop and sandals, a pig lady and a lion guy who gave off a 'couple' vibe, and a multi-pierced rat dude who continued to poop.\n\n\"Oh sure!\" the rabbit said. \"Always glad to help some out-of-towners.\" He looked approvingly at Walter's bunnybits and Joesy's pointy teeth.\n\n\"Here, could you hold this for a sec?\" The rat said offhandedly. Walter reflexively opened his hand, and a turd was tucked into it. It was in fact still coming out of the rat like an endless string of sausage links.\n\n\"Oh, sure,\" Walter said as he grabbed it reflexively, then did a double take. He scrunched up his nose, blushing deeply, but still holding onto it. \"Y'know, that's... that's one thing I tried when I was alive. Hot in fantasy; much less so in practice. It, uh... the smell and, um... other aspects... Not as enjoyable for real as they are on the other side of a computer screen.\" He held the unbroken turd-link at arm's length.\n\nThe rat just rolled his eyes at Walter's newbieness. With the poop taken care of, he had his hands free to rustle in his jeans pockets for his bus pass.\n\nJoesy leaned in over Walter's shoulders. \"I dunno, bun. Smells kinda good to me. Kinda like food, almost.\" He was blushing to admit it, not wanting to perpetuate a canine stereotype.\n\nWalter raised an eyebrow at the wolfboy, then looked at the poop in his hand. It was smudging on his fur in a way that was giving him a proper tent in his shorts. It made him squirm, but he brought it closer to his face for a sniff. He expected exactly what one would expect a person to when they lean in to sniff literal shit, and he prepared himself to recoil thusly.\n\nIt [i]did[/i] smell like shit. But the odor affected him differently than he would have expected. It smelled dirty and stinky and naughty and fun. The way a stinky fart could make him wrinkle his nose but also giggle.\n\nOver his shoulder, Joesy was salivating. \"You gonna eat that or...?\"\n\nThe rabbit scrunched up his face, but for an unexpected reason. He sniffed again. Then again. A big, DEEP sniff this time. His blush deepened. \"Okay, this is... this is lewd as hell,\" he mumbled, finding himself legit enjoying the smell of the shit. He knew he didn't like it when he was alive, but... now he definitely did. He looked over to Joesy and handed the poop to him. \"Nah, not... not yet. You go ahead. I gotta adjust mentally for a bit.\" He looked at his filth-stained hand once Joesy took the turd from him. He brought it up to his face and sniffed it. Then very gingerly he licked it. His cock was throbbing and drooling in anticipation.\n\nIt tasted like if a fart was candy. A dirty, almost savory, brownie flavor. Pretty good! Just unpleasant enough to remind him he was being extremely naughty, but also oddly appealing. On the other hand, Joesy was digging it so much he almost had pink hearts for pupils. The end of the long, ropy turd vanished into his mouth like the hose of a vacuum cleaner. He chewed with sloppy murmurs of enjoyment like he was facefucking a chocolate cake. The rat seemed bemused, and turned slightly in case the wolfguy wanted to nom it all the way to the source.\n\nThe pig and lion thought this was hot and started kissing sweetly. The tanktop bun laughed. \"Looks like you two are getting a good intro already. We were headin' down to the arcade to play some games and get laid. You guys can come along if you want! Be happy to have you. Though if you don't have a bus pass, you gotta pay with your junk.\"\n\nWalter's head whipped around mid-lick at that. He blinked. \"Uh... Are you insinuating what I think you're insinuating?\" he asked, quickly rubbing as much of the hand-shit onto his t-shirt as he could. \"I... um... can I at least grow it back afterwards somehow?\" He couldn't hide just how hot the idea was to him. A small, growing dampness was visible at the tip of his crotch-tent at the idea that he might get to experience something he'd always wanted to feel, and possibly more than once. He licked his suddenly dry lips, shivering at the aftertaste of the poop on them.\n\n\"Man, you're just jumpin' right INTO it!\" The bunny chortled. \"Naw, you just have to piss in it. Pee-powered engine, obviously. Though if you're eager to be a eunuch, just wait a while. Everything happens to everyone here eventually.\"\n\nWalter's ears drooped and he hid his face behind his hands in embarrassment. He squirmed and mewled at having needlessly revealed his interest in such a strange kink. But... it was clearly accepted here. He wasn't afraid the other bunny was going to be weirded out since he simply wasn't.\n\nThe pig lady looked away from her kiss. \"Uh huh. And the rule is, consent's a given. You can always say no-\" she booped his nose with a trotter, \"-but anyone can come up and do anything to you they like. Same rules apply to you too.\" She wiggled her tush, implying he might like to try something with her boyfriend standing right there watching.\n\nThat got Walter's mind wandering. He blinked, thinking of all that could be done to a person. \"Wait... really?\" he asked, a tad incredulously. \"[i]Anything[/i] is a pretty broad term. Anything includes licking and groping to shooting, stabbing, other particularly violent acts... uh...\" he thought for a bit, then an odd thing occurred to him. \"Wait, can... can people be changed here? Clampanessa grew extra arms at one point, I think? Not sure if that was just my eyes going blurry from the tears or if that actually happened.\"\n\nShe guffawed. \"Changing? Nope, I'm pretty sure we can't do that!\" Her nose turned into a tit.\n\nWalter's eyes went wide and his mouth fell open at the boob-nose. His eyes drifted down to the pig girl's butt, and then to her boyfriend's face. A nervous, but mischievous grin slid its way over his own as he nodded, then got on his knees behind the pig girl. He was face-to-face with her butt, covered by her skirt. her curly tail poked out above it cutely. He gulped, psyching himself up for what he was going to do, then hooked his thumbs under the bottom of the pig girl's skirt and slowly lifted it. He was breathing quick and deeply, clearly excited about what he might find, though he was pretty sure he knew what would be under there.\n\nJust the standard configuration for a girl, really. Anus and vulva. But both were so profoundly puffy they looked like gummi candies. Like she'd been getting sadistic on herself with a suction pump. Wrinkly and moist and damn near pulsing in time to the pig girl's heartbeat. She cooed cutely at Walter's boldness.\n\nThe lion had on naught but boots and undies. He held his girlfriend's shoulders and glared down at Walter, but with a challenging grin. Like, 'C'mon, I dare ya!'\n\nWalter spread those cheeks and greedily eyed the holes on display, stars in his eyes at the sight before him. He licked his suddenly very moist lips, and leaned in to get a closer look. His hands worked at her rumpcheeks idly while he touched his nose to her puffy pucker. He rubbed his face in it before letting his warm tongue out to lick slooooowly up across it, paying attention to all the lewd little details. Then he wrapped his lips around it, his blunt buck teeth rubbing gently over the pooched out hole.\n\n(Meanwhile Joesy was blissfully consuming an endless turd buffet out of the ratguy's well-tongued butthole. The rat barely reacted, checking his watch and fiddling with his phone.)\n\nWalter mmmmmmed, drooling heavily, his cock doing likewise in his shorts. He briefly contemplated taking them off, or at least letting his cock out so he could properly touch himself. But with so many people around to see it... well, that'd just be so embarrassing! His hands stopped massaging long enough for him to very quickly reach down and undo his shorts, letting his musky, slimy, pink dick out for all to see. It wasn't particularly large, but it was certainly productive; drips of pre-cum already collecting on the sidewalk.\n\nAs Walter pawed and licked, the hog gal didn't bother containing her adorable piggy squeals. Her curly tail swished, mussing Walter's headfur. As her pleasure grew, her holes flexed and started dripping a thick slime that tasted like lemon lime soda. It gushed so much, Walter couldn't help getting it sloshed all over his muzzle, chin and cheeks, down the front of his chest. The lion was getting into it too, watching his girl's treasures be ransacked. He was jerking off also, pointing his big dick at Walter like aiming a shotgun.\n\nThe young bun was getting all kinds of messy. It made him moan, the feel of his shirt sticking to his fuzzy chest, of his face covered in the anal slime of the pig girl. He buried his face in her asshole, rubbing it around, getting it all over himself as he reached a hand down to stroke himself off. He didn't notice the lion of course, far too busy with his girlfriend's sloppy asshole to look anywhere else.\n\nShe came a few times, each time bellowing loudly, clutching herself to her lion lover, nuzzling her face against his furry chest. And with each orgasm, she [b]blort[/b]ed out a liter or so of soup-thick love goo onto the kneeling bunny. His fur was slicked down like he'd been bathing in hair gel. He didn't get any drier when the lion grunted deeply and sprayed ropes of jizz across the bunny's ears and back. Walter was practically glued to the sidewalk.\n\nHe lost himself to the throes of passion, feeling all that hot slop splash over him. He groaned, incidentally blowing bubbles in the thick slime on his face. As his own climax rose within him the rabbit dared to take his mouth off the deliciously hole in front of him and instead he bit down hard on the pig girl's left asscheek. He bit down as hard as he could, his smaller cock emptying buckets-worth of cum over the span of a couple of minutes, his balls plumping up visibly in the process, his libido enacting small alterations on him. When his orgasm subsided, he flopped down on the pavement, chewing idly on a mouthful of uncooked pork. He blushed, wiped some of the slime off his face and swallowed. \"Uh... s-sorry about that... I got a tad carried away at the end there.\"\n\nShe was panting so much it took an effort to speak. \"Nothing to apologize for, stranger! Why else do you think I'd make myself so delicious?\"\n\nThe lion gave Walter a thumbs-up, not one for long speeches.\n\nWalter was a mess, physically speaking. He looked himself over, noticing how slick he was. He looked like he'd participated in the lewdest Nickelodeon game show ever! He chuckled, reaching down to fondle his now plum-sized balls. They felt kinda squishy, and it made his dick squirt when he squeezed them. He slowly managed to stand up and figured he'd just kick his shorts off altogether. It felt nice having his junk out for people to see, like he was advertising it as a target for who knew what. He bit his lip, enjoying what he looked like, before suddenly he was clean again! But now his fur had a light greenish tinge where ever the pig girl's slime had touched, and he smelled noticeably of lime and just a bit like pig butt. It made him chuckle. \"Okay, so apparently my subconscious is quite enjoying having control of things. No clue what it'll do, heh.\"\n\nJoesy, meanwhile, was outright fucking the rat's asshole with his muzzle. It seemed breathing was optional here. The rat was playing Candy Crush.\n\nWalter finally noticed what they were up to and gave an impressed whistle. \"Man, and I thought I was into ass! Not gonna be able to get the smell of him off you any time soon, hunh?\" he teased.\n\n\"Who'd WANT to?\" the wolf managed to articulate with his mouth all the way inside a butthole.\n\nWalter's ears noticed a rumble. The other bunny hooked a thumb over his shoulder. \"Hey! Bus is coming! And right after you guys did. That seems par for the course here in the underworld. Oh and, if you wanted to get cleaned off, I had a nifty trick I could've shown you,\" he told Walter. \"I'm into sizeplay,\" he hinted.\n\nWalter looked over and saw the bus, then nodded to bunny guy. \"Maybe later. Never know what might happen,\" he chuckled and winked, then blushed when he realized he'd just winked at a dude. He coughed, clearing his throat before patting Joesy on the shoulder. \"Up time, bud. Bus is here.\"\n\nIt sure was. It was shaped like any normal city bus; same proportions and windows and tires and such. But it was an oddly shiny sheen all over. When it pulled up to the stop and the doors opened, Walter's nose recognized the smell of urinal pucks and wee-wee. The entire bus was porcelain!\n\nWalter blushed at how much the smell of the bus excited him, considering what else he'd experienced just moments before.\n\nJoesy's muzzle was utterly sopping with assgoo and shit-nuggets. He smelled interesting. And he was grinning ear to ear. He patted his tummy. \"Good shit, bro.\"\n\nThe rat got on first, feeding tickets into the machine and pointing out his friends. Next was the pig and lion, arms around each other's waists. From his chewing, he might've tried a butt sample himself. The tanktop bunny pushed Walter and Joesy forward. \"Don't be shy!\"\n\nInside the bus sat a roly-poly wallaby in a cute grey uniform. \"All aboard, you two. New arrivals? Hope you're full. The rule on this bus is, you've gotta pee your full fare,\" she said in a lilting Aussie accent.\n\nWalter was about to say something, but then he felt a sudden weight in his lower stomach. He looked down to see it looked like he was hiding a fleshy, fuzzy water balloon under his young belly, and he had an almost painful need to piss. \"Ooooookay, apparently I've got that covered!\" He gave a nervous chuckle, then entered the bus and looked around. \"Alright, so... how do we do this? Is there a machine for it, or...?\"\n\nShe smiled sweetly at his not knowing how things worked. Joesy hopped up the steps and was doing the pee dance too. The wallaby just pointed to the interior.\n\nInside, everything was just as porcelain as the outside. The seats were all toilets or bidets: natch. Guardrails and handgrips were plumbing. On the floor were drains and channels and many stains. Kids were scooting urinal pucks back and forth like air hockey. And about five passengers were vigorously peeing. Some on the floor, some onto the walls. One lady sat on a bench and just let it flow out around her cheeks. An elephant boy in the back was peeing on a friendly jackal's lap.\n\nWalter blushed at this, but he wasn't entirely surprised. \"Wow, this is like some of the dreams I've had, except it's, like... expected to just pee anywhere.\" He bit his lip and looked down at his dick. It was stiff as a rock, like morning wood. He thought for a second that it was likely going to be hard to go, but then the flood gates opened and he was pissing in a high arc, like a drinking fountain filled with apple juice. He covered his face bashfully as he walked, letting his swaying and spraying cock lead the way. He was intrigued by the elephant boy, so he walked his way over to him, splashing everything in his path.\n\n\"Looks like you've got the knack! Hold onto something!\" The tanktop bunny hardly had time to jump on as the driver started up the bus and pulled away. The movement jostled everyone's streams, so lots of people got splashed. Of course, this was part of the fun. An ocelot peed on Walter's feet, then tipped his hat. \"Dreadfully sorry, dear chap. It happens.\"\n\nWalter himself barely had time to grab a railing before the bus lurched forward, causing him to pee all over the elephant boy's back. He nodded to the ocelot with a polite chuckle. \"No worries. I'm sure it'll, uh... ahem... stain nicely,\" he said, braving his social shyness to speak lewdly. It made him shiver nicely, his cock bumping into the elephant boy this time.\n\n\"Hey, a penis!\" the kid said, and giggled. \"I've got one too.\"\n\nThe jackal he was using for a seat added, \"Yes and it's been soaking me since midtown.\" He nuzzled the elephant kid's head and turned the page in his soggy newspaper.\n\nThe boy looked down. \"Yup. He's kinda drenched. But I've still gotta go. I like peeing on friends more than toilets. They're warm.\" He looked up at the bunnyboy, hinting with his cute naughty expression that he might like to give his lap a try next.\n\nWalter chuckled, moving himself so he could pee on the jackal as well as he could with his rather upward-pointing stream. It ended up landing on the guy's head. \"Shoot, I hope I don't get any in your eye,\" he said, doing his best to aim his steam towards the back of the jackal's head. Meanwhile, he reached over with his other hand to rub the elephant boy's head, ears, and the bridge of his nose where that signature trunk grew out of. \"Well, I'm always down for getting messy. I get the feeling I'm gonna be all kinds of colors by the time I get home tonight.\"\n\nThe jackal just brushed his hand across the pee, slicking his hair back.\n\nJoesy popped in for a sniff. \"Hey, the kid can sit with both of us. My pants are dry too.\"\n\nThe elephant nodded, liking the idea, and also liking Walter's soft paw petting his pachyderm skin.\n\nWalter nodded and scooted his way around to sit down a seat away, giving the phant kid space between them to do with as he pleased. He sighed, taking some time to really enjoy that feeling of letting your bladder go, even though he'd been doing it for almost a solid two minutes now. \"There's a part of me that really doesn't want to admit just how much I'm enjoying all this so far,\" he scratched the back of his head bashfully. \"But then, I get the feeling that's why I'm here? Officer Velvetiron didn't explain too much about how things work here, but I get the feeling it's not quite how anyone thought it would topside.\"\n\nJoesy picked up the kid and 'flew' him around a few times before sitting him down between him and Walter. Both of their thighs got wet. This kid could pee out a bonfire. \"I think yeah, Mister Bunny. I think we're [u]sposto[/u] be naughty. Especially here in Turvytown!\" He gave a trunk toot. \"I don't think there's much other rules. Be nice to others when y'r having fun; that's about it. And I think we're safe from most bad stuff, so we can do what we want. Like, you could totally lick this bus all over 'n not get germs.\"\n\nThat thought got the bunny boy blushing for the umpteenth time. He could very easily get down on all fours and do just that. Hell, he could lay down on the floor and imitate a urinal cake if he wanted to! He might even be able to [i]become[/i] a urinal cake if he really tried! Walter found himself subconsciously stroking his still streaming boner as he fantasized about his nigh unlimited naughty options (Naughptions). He decided against it eventually, not wanting to do [i]everything[/i] on his first day. He'd just enjoy a sample platter of various weirdness and whatever might come his way. \"Well, that's certainly nice of, uh... whoever actually runs the place. That one couple who got hit by that car earlier sure didn't seem too bothered by that, so I can't imagine there being much real consequence to things as long as everyone's okay with what's going on. That 'You Can Always Say No' thing is really considerate.\"\n\nThe boy nodded enthusiastically, his stream spraying all over Walter's white-furred bunny feet. \"Yeah! It's scary, but it's actually really nice here! I've been dead about a month, I guess? I've even gotten snuffed a few times too!\" he said proudly.\n\nWalter raised an eyebrow. \"Wait, how!? If you can't die, then... how do you get snuffed? Do you respawn like Mario, or what?\"\n\nThis sent him into a tooting giggle fit. \"Yeah! Just like a video game! 'Cept you've got the crown 'r the key 'r whatever it is that gives you infinite lives. You can even choose, like, if you wanna just pop back to life somewhere else, or stay and feel whatever someone's gonna do to you?\" He held out his paw. \"I'm Tom, by the way.\"\n\nThe rabbit happily took the hand and shook it. \"Walter. Honestly, I'm... not that interested in dying myself, but... well, I could give it a shot sometime I guess.\" Then he chuckled, realizing his forgetfulness. \"Well, [i]again[/i], I mean. On purpose this time. Though I think I'd prefer surviving and enjoying far more than I should be able to. Just being a head for a while could be nice, likely as a result of, uh... well... getting the rest of me cooked up to feed some folks a nice, hefty meal...\" he averted his eyes with a shy grin. \"Wouldn't mind trying some myself. Always wondered what I'd taste like.\" It was clear this was something he'd definitely thought of before, and likely quite affectionately.\n\nJoesy, meanwhile, was sitting there listening and salivating so heavily it almost matched his pee stream. Quietly he said, \"So I could really... [i]eat a bunny[/i]...\"\n\nSaid bunny was blushing like an Eat At Joe's sign. He nodded slowly. \"Yeah... eventually. Some day. Once I've warmed my way up to it a bit more. This whole place still feels so super surreal to me, and I've got a lot of things I still want to do before I really sink my ankles in the deep end. Stuff with, uh... y'know... girls...\" He kicked his feet which made his piss stream wobble.\n\nThe wolf teen grinned at Walter, showing a glint of predatory teeth. \"Why not bring home a nice bunnygal and we'll have a double dinner date?\" He slurped his chops.\n\nWalter's ears perked up at the idea of eating a girl, especially one of his own species, and he gave it some honest consideration. \"Wow... I guess we could, if we found someone who was into it. Maybe an older lady, too? Maybe someone who knows how to cook real good, 'cause I sure as heck don't know how.\" He gave a slight chuckle.\n\n\"Y-you could eat me too,\" the little elephant shyly offered. \"I'm kinda chewy though.\"\n\nWalter looked down at Tom. \"Yeah, I can imagine you would be. You've got kind of a tough look to you. But hey, that's elephants, right?\" He winked.\n\nTom snickered. \"Yup. I got cooked at a luau once. They didn't have a piggy, but my mom said I was plump and tasty. So they stuck a big stick through me and put me on the fire till I was all relaxed and soft and smelled good. Then everyone ate me! It was really nice! They all said such nice things about how my meat tasted.\" By now the boy's paws had crept to his crotch, and his stream dropped to a dribble as he got harder and openly masturbated in front of these two strangers on a public bus.\n\nThe rabbit didn't notice at first, too zoned in on how Tom was talking about his meat and such, and how much that turned him on and made him wonder if people would enjoy eating his meat that much. After a bit he gasped and politely looked away when he realized the younger kid was clearly playing with himself. But then he remembered, and he slowly turned his head back, blood pumping adrenaline through his system as he openly watched the kid masturbate. It made him super horny too, though now he was beginning to stroke himself on purpose as opposed to the subconscious up and down motions he'd been doing before. He noticed it was making it harder to piss, but he wasn't too concerned about that. \"Your mom, hunh? What's she like?\" He prodded, having a particular interest in motherly types.\n\nTom blushed cutely. \"She's the best! We both got blown'd up in a gas leak, then we came here and at first she insisted we stay in Sunnyside like,\" he put on a Mom-ish falsetto, \"'Goodness gracious! I don't want you going anywhere NEAR those weirdos!' But I could see she was blushing all the time, and leaking around the house. Then she talked to some of the other moms from the PTA in private and they told her how it was totally normal to wanna do weird stuff, even with cubs.\" He squirmed and wiggled. \"Mom really likes cuddling now. And playing with my trunk. And letting me see under her skirt 'n stuff.\"\n\nWalter could not help himself. He was panting and quietly groaning to himself as he listened, getting pretty close to release already. \"Cuddling and... and playing with your trunk, hunh? What's she do with it?\" He asked rather breathlessly. He knew there had to be other eyes on him but he dared not look or it might throw him off. Thinking about it made him blush so deeply, and that just felt so, so good. \"And, um... w-what... w-w-w-what do you see under... under her s-s-skirt?\" He could barely talk right with how he was going at it right there beside this little elephant kid.\n\nTom seemed quite pleased at the power he had over a big grownup cub. Though he was nearly as shy as Walter, so it was hard to get the words out. \"You know. Um. She puts my trunk between her, um, her boobs. Or sucks on it. Or has me, sometimes, um, give her a spanking.\" He giggled. \"Just a little one. And under her skirt is her, uhhhhhhh, woman pussy. It's real big. There's folds and flaps and things, and it's always wet. She says she could sit on me and SCHLOORP me right up! I dunno if she will someday though. Might be neat.\"\n\nWalter made some rather unbecoming noises before stretching his legs out, his toes splayed as wide as he could, and his dick launched rope after rope of semen across the porcelain piss-stained floor of the bus. His orgasm went on for a good while, his whole body shuddering every few seconds before he eventually loosened back up, laying back in his seat and panting contentedly. His dick stayed plenty hard though, and his balls had gone up in size. He could actually hear them gurgling. They sounded almost as pleased as he was, though his dick hadn't gotten any bigger. \"[i]phew[/i]... Thanks little guy. Your mom sounds super hot.\" He rubbed Tom's head affectionately, and only then did he look around to see if anyone had been watching.\n\nSeveral people had been, but it was clear they'd enjoyed the show. Though someone cumming in public wasn't a big wow, just something to notice. Some of the kids who'd been kicking a urinal puck around pointed at Walter's output, giggling over the word 'spooge'.\n\nJoesy had also been watching, and was rock hard and red as a sunset. He couldn't quite bring himself to touch it with a kid nearby, but it still stood up like a gear shift lever.\n\n\"Geeze louise!\" Tom said. \"I should introduce you to Mom! Seems like you'd like each other.\" He took out his phone (by reaching where a pocket would be if he'd had on pants). \"Where's your phone? We'll share numbers.\"\n\nWalter had an almost proud blush, though his inner shame gland was chastising him for jerking off with so many kids present. He was able to fend off any Bad Shame though, knowing full well what he very likely could have done there if he really wanted to. When Tom mentioned him having a phone he patted his hips and realized he'd forgotten his pants at the bus stop. And then he remembered that he'd died so he probably wouldn't have a phone at all. \"Uh... not sure on the phone thing. Is that something we're supposed to get in the red room?\"\n\nTom giggled and whapped Walter with his trunk. \"Everyone gets a Hell-O-Phone! It answers questions. Just reach for it, d'oy!\" He scraped up a handful of Walter's Jizz that had landed on his shins and tried it. \"Mmmm. Not bad.\"\n\nWalter wasn't entirely sure how that would work, but he tried it anyway. Sure enough, when he reached behind himself like a cartoon character he felt a phone appear in his hand. It was almost like someone was handing it to him, even. He wondered if that's how it actually worked and there were demons of some kind working round the clock to supply people their phones. He shrugged off the thought and opened up the list of contacts, finding a couple of options already in there, most notably OFFISA TIDDIES. 'Hunh. Convenient,' he thought.\n\nJoesy stuffed a paw down the back of his pants and was quite startled to pull out a smartphone encased in plastic so red it was either solid ruby or blood. He held it up and poked it. \"Huh. Do you got one too, Walt-\" He looked to the side and blushed. \"Oh. I see.\" He began tilting it this way and that, looking for buttons. \"Never actually had one of these...\" he muttered.\n\nThe phone whispered at him, \"Pssst. You can just ask nicely.\"\n\nJoesy sat up straight. \"Oh! Um... Hey there, phone. Turn on?\" The screen lit up. Joesy's tail wagged. \"Damn! Lookit all the buttons. Is there a map of Turvytown in here I wonder?\"\n\nThe phone beeped. \"Affirmative. To bring up the map, simply cup a rabbit's balls.\" Joesy turned pink, but then reached over. \"Hey, I'm just following orders,\" he told Walter. \"Oo, fuzzy.\"\n\nWalter's eyebrows went up when he heard the instructions, and he blushed when he felt Joesy's hands on his batch. He did spread to give easy access to the musky pouch though, for courtesy's sake. \"Heh, yours is a bit more forward than mine is. Maybe mine's shy,\" he suggested, tickling the screen and making cute noises.\n\nWalter's phone giggled, then displayed the message, \"I HAVE A VIBRATE FUNCTION IF YOU ARE INTERESTED.\"\n\nJoesy's phone told him, \"Step two: look up the word 'gullible' in the dictionary.\"\n\nThe wolf started looking for a dictionary app, then blinked. \"You're an asshole!\" he said, laughing. Letting go of Walter's balls, he rubbed the guffawing phone against his butt for a few moments.\n\n\"Ooooooooh, I deserve this!\" it said.\n\nThe bunny chuckled at how teasingly coy the wolfboy's phone was, and fiddled around with his until he found the vibrate function. He wasn't sure what to expect from it, but he figured it would do as it said to some degree at least. \"I get the feeling these things do all kinds of stuff normal phones wouldn't,\" he posited. \"They seem almost alive. Well, not [i]alive[/i] alive, hell we aren't really that anymore ourselves, but... you know what I mean.\" He waved his hand dismissively.\n\n\"I AM AN A.I.\" Walter's phone displayed, seeming both proud and possibly offended at being mistaken for organic. It then hummed and buzzed, tingling his fingertips nicely. \"I AM ALSO WATERPROOF AND CAN FIT INSIDE MOST ORIFICES. ...ALL OF THEM, IF YOU'RE TENACIOUS.\"\n\nThat gave Walter pause. \"All of them. That seems... ominous, somehow?\" He chuckled nervously, his penis giving a light throb at the many thoughts of what holes he could shove his vibrating phone into. He found the mental image of his hand up his nose to the wrist strangely appealing, but he resisted the urge. He wasn't entirely sure what was keeping from indulging in any and every kink, but he figured maybe if he went too quickly he'd get bored, and that'd be terrible. Then again, he'd be just as liable to get bored if he did [i]nothing[/i], so... He looked down at his dick, then at his phone. \"Well... couldn't hurt too much to try, I, um, I guess...\" He gulped slightly, then held his cock with one hand and his phone with the other, pressing on of the bottom corners to his piss slit. He took a few deep breaths and then pushed his phone against the quite slick hole.\n\nThe vibrations stirred Walter's dickmeat like mashed potatoes. Seeming to purr, the little red phone sunk in almost alarmingly fast. Walter's cock stretched like a sweater sleeve. Cartoon hearts showed up on the phone screen. The vibrations were like a million tiny massaging fingers.\n\nThe naughty rabbit was shocked by how easy it was to make his cock's slit stretch wide enough to fit his phone! He'd expected much more resistance, but it wasn't long before the flat, purring rectangle (and two of his fingers) were held snugly inside his cock as deep as he could push them. He leaned back, feeling his whole waist shiver with the hum of the phone's vibration function, and he idly slid his fingers up and down in his piss hole. \"Ooooooookaaaaayyyyyy, that was... eye-opening,\" he said with a somewhat nervous sigh. He pulled his fingers out with a wet schlorp, leaving his phone somewhere just below the base of his cock. He also sucked his fingers clean, expecting just the taste of cum, but also getting plenty of what his mind clearly knew was his own piss flavor. That made him blush as well, like most things he'd done that day.\n\n\"Hey!!\"\n\nWalter's ears perked up and he looked around confusedly. \"Um, yes?\"\n\nIt was the bunny in the tanktop from the bus stop. \"You guys wanna keep on dickin' around with your phones or follow us to the arcade?\" He reached up and pulled the piss-soaked rope to request a stop.\n\nTom bounced up and down. \"That's where I'm goin' too!\"\n\nWalter blushed. \"Oh, right. Good point.\" He stood up and looked over at the other bunny with a naughty look on his face. He looked around as though to check no one was watching, then got his hand right up against the rabbit dude's asscrack and felt around for his hole. He wanted to see if everyone was as loose as his dick seemed to be.\n\nThe other rabbit wiggled. \"Geez... You lose your wallet or something?\" His ring opened as easily as a rubber bag and allowed Walter's hand to 'schoooop' right in. But then, with a naughty grin, the rabbit clamped down hard. Walter was handcuffed to a butt!\n\nTom laughed his trunk off. Joesy wondered if Walter was gonna get sucked up and disappear.\n\nWalter gave a quiet, naughty giggle under his breath and then a louder yelp when he found his hand locked inside that pliant hole! He did give it a few half-hearted yanks, but he wasn't too concerned about getting it out.\n\nThe big porcelain bus coasted to a smooth stop and the doors opened.\n\n\"I'm Allstar, by the way. And yer comin' with me, newbie.\" The tanktop rabbit got up and yanked Walter along with him as he headed to the street. The inside of Allstar's bunnycavern was sticky, squishy, and all around a lovely warm sensation.\n\nAll he could say was \"Um, alr-r-right!\" as he was dragged along rather awkwardly. He found it felt really neat when he flexed his fingers, or opened his fist while it was inside there, the other bunny's anal cavity happily stretching around his digits. He did feel pretty silly being walked into an arcade by his arm like it was a leash, but all that did was make his dick spit and wiggle happily.\n\nTom waved adorably to the busdriverlady as he exited, along with Joesy and Allstar's friends. All except the rat guy. Halfway down a fat panda's throat, he called out, \"I'll catch you guys later! Looks like I'm gonna spend the evening digesting.\" He looked back down at his phone as the panda used a single finger to nudge him all the way in and out of sight. \"BELLLCH\".\n\n\n***\n\n\nThe arcade was almost too blazing to look at. A black UFO-shaped building with angular blue and violet neon squiggles all over. It was actually firing real lasers at random into the parking lot, making tiny flaming craters. Customers who got zapped tended to 'Yipe!' and jump a few feet, but laugh it off afterwards and keep on walking. The huge cursive logo read [b]BABYLON DREAMS[/b].\n\nWalter nodded to the bus driver and quickly looked away, trying to keep his balance while hunched over with his hand up another dude's ass. He stared in awe at the building for a little while before a laser zooped someone and fried their fur. He figured it'd be wise to stay behind Allstar properly so as to avoid the pew pew. \"So, uh... lots of girls come here too, right?\" he asked with a nervous chuckle. \"I just, uh... well, y'know... I don't want to seem [i]too[/i] eager but... yeah...\" He scratched back of his head while continuing to walk awkwardly. (Walkwardly)\n\n\"You'll get your fill, hotshot,\" Allstar promised.\n\nThe group headed for the entrance. The lion guy swung his girlfriend around to angle her titties for a laser blast. [i][b]ZOT[/b][/i]! She squealed and slapped at him playfully. Walter caught the scent of grilled porkchops.\n\nHis cheeks went pink as he sniffed the air. It made his tummy rumble, reminding him he hadn't eaten anything since that morning. Heck, had he eaten anything then either? His memory was bad enough he honestly couldn't remember. Either way, he'd have to get something to eat inside.\n\nRight at the door, one could tell this was an adult establishment. Yet there was no guards shooing young Tom away, and he showed no reluctance to enter. Two huge black onyx statues made an arch: male and female demons in full nude display. Maybe petrified exhibitionists? \n\nWalter briefly admired the female statue, and even reach out to caress a leg before being pulled along into the main building.\n\nInside, like many arcades, it was dark and the games themselves lit the building. It was also packed and noisy! Walter saw plenty of normal games: stand-up cabinets, basketball shoot, skeeball, claw machines. But there were also more... interactive games. There were upright booths, like at a carnival midway, where furs were locked in and signs told patrons what to do. \"FUCK ME TO DEATH!\" \"TICKLE ME TILL I PEE!\" \"FEED ME TILL I BURST!\" etc. Definitely screams coming from those, but they were the kind of overwhelmed, joyful, terrified ones a furson might hear on a rollercoaster. The bun also saw a huge tubular tank where furs were pumping in water to see who could be first to drown the beautiful swimming catgirl dancing in a bikini inside.\n \n\"Catch you later, newbie. I'm gonna run amok,\" Allstar said. \"You can follow or do your own thing.\" With that, he clenched hard and grunted. Walter felt intense squeezing around his wrist, and then his hand simply melted off like warm cheese. He felt it slide up deep inside the other bun's rectum and be absorbed. \"Have fun!\"\n\nWalter expected to have his hand and upright stature returned to him, but found himself only receiving one of the two. Though he certainly didn't mind the weird feeling of his wrist simply pulling away from the rest of his gooified hand. He stared at the stump in fascination before realizing it was his left. \"Shoot, I need that one!\" He shook the arm a few times, wondering how he might get it back. \"Gonna be hard to flirt with cute girls if I'm missing my dominant hand,\" he mock-complained. \"Oh well, it'll grow back. Or hang on, uh...\" He looked down at his cock and then blushed before dipping a few fingers in his cumslit, then his thumb, then the rest of that hand so he could quite audibly pull his phone out of his dick. \"Hey phone,\" he said shyly, \"how do I regrow my hand?\"\n\nJoesy leaned over. \"Actually, do you mind...?\" He looked like he very much wanted to nibble on the gooey, taffy-like end of Walter's wrist.\n\n\"Hmm?\" Walter didn't catch on right away, but once he did he figured, heck, why not? \"Sure, go nuts.\" He pushed the melty stump at his buddy and looked around, surveying the scene, checking out the locals, and scoping any weirdos who might be in the vicinity.\n\nGroaning like this was paradise, Joesy grabbed Walter's wrist and gave it a huge lick. The flesh came away with ease. He wagged his tail and moaned at the taste. \"Mmmmmm, I'm eating a bunnnnyyy...\"\n\nMeanwhile Walter's phone had given him instructions with diagrams. \"YOUR BODY IS NOW A PROJECTION OF YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS. MORE THAN ILLUSION, BUT LESS THAN SOLID. TO REPAIR AN INJURY, SIMPLY WILL IT TO BE SO. ALTHOUGH YOU MAY WANT TO WAIT UNTIL THAT WOLF FINISHES OR YOU'LL HAVE TO DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN.\"\n\nJoesy let go and politely burped. \"That's -that's enough for now. I'm still kinda weirded-out by actually EATING someone else. But MAN, that was COOL!\" His tail wagged up a storm. \"Thanks, Walt! You're tasty as fuck!\"\n\nWalter had to admit, the feeling of being licked like that, and the knowledge that his friend was indeed eating his flesh made him blush real deep. It made his dick drool, too. He read the instructions while biting his lip, doing his best to make sense of them. It was certainly reasonable what his phone was telling him, but he definitely [i]felt[/i] solid.\n\nEither way, once Joesy was done he gave his arm another wiggle, and found his hand quickly regrew. He also gave a bashful giggle at the mention of how he tasted, then he cleared his throat and straightened up. \"Alright, so... I'm, uh... kinda mostly here to see about meeting some hopefully weird ladies. You're welcome to follow along, but I won't stop ya if there are some games you'd rather play. I've got you in my phone now, so you can ring me when you're ready to go home, or I can ring you?\"\n\nTom jumped at Joesy and hugged his leg. \"I wanna see Mista Wolf eat some more people! Let's go to the food court!\"\n\nJoesy blushed and squirmed. \"Welp, guess I got decided for me. Good luck, roomie. We'll run into each other later. Maybe you'll be on the menu.\" He winked. Tom tugged Joesy away, pointing with his trunk to the far corner where big neon snacks were flicking on and off.\n\nFrom behind Walter came a shout. \"Say, bunboy! Rabbits are sposta be good at this!\" He swiveled, and it was coming from the FUCK ME TO DEATH! booth. A rather battered ratlady was chained up, spread-eagle, on a seat that cushioned her spine. She looked pretty crumpled, but absolutely up for more rock 'n roll. Her grin was wide and challenging. Her pussy drooled with copious fluids.\n\nWalter's ears swiveled toward the sound of the voice before the rest of him followed suit. He looked the lady over and winced slightly. She looked like hell, but it was hard to argue she was clearly enjoying herself. \"Eh, no thank you. Not what I'm in the mood for, sorry.\" He did his best to be polite, walking off the other way and looking around.\n\n(As Walter vacated, the lion guy from the bus leapt in to take his offered place, and was soon bludgeoning the ratlady internally while she and the pig girl cheered him on.)\n\nHe started to feel butterflies in his stomach. If he actually met some weird girls, what was he even gonna do? How would he know they'd be into him enough to let him do things to them? What if he just wasn't their type? He anxiety was starting to get to him, but he figured he'd stomp that fire out once he got to it. He wondered what kind of girls visited a place like this, what sort of games they'd play, what they'd look like, even how old they'd be considering that seemed to kind of be up in air around here. He still wasn't used to looking literally half his age.\n\nLooking around was enough to make his head spin. The TICKLE ME girl had big soft mousefeet pointed at him. A teen brunette chameleon was scoring high at a shooting game with her tush outthrust. Three young deer siblings were helping each other cheat at skeeball. And a violet-eyed kneeling unicorn looked up at him sweetly with a sign behind her that said 'Public Restroom'.\n\nWalter surveyed his options, feeling a bit nervous about considering them \"his options\". It made him feel like a pervert. ...Aaaaand that made his dick twitch. He walked over and ruffled the unicorn girl's hair and booped her nose. \"Not yet, but as soon as I have to go, I'm gonna get you all kinds of poopy,\" he said with a blush. He considered the deer siblings, but he didn't want to get that complex right away. Instead he walked over to the chameleon girl, keeping his distance from her, and remaining plenty quiet. He looked around as though he figured someone might catch him before very slowly approaching her from behind. He bent over slightly to get a nice look under her tail. What would he do from there? Well, it'd depend on what he saw. He licked his lips in lewd anticipation as he drew ever closer.\n\nLittle did he know, chameleons have independent eyeballs. Veronica had noticed the flustered, shy, horny rabbit and was hoping he might notice her too. Subtly, she uncoiled her long green tail. Her buns were clad in very tight jean shorts, but to make room for her wide tailbase there was a ripped slit that went down a little farther than it needed to. Walter could juuuust see the horizontal slit of her cloaca.\n\nWalter thought it was his luck that had her lifting her tail and showing off the slightest hint of a hole in the rear, and he gasped when he saw an unfamiliar set of what he suspected was genitalia. Didn't look like a butthole, but hey, who knew? \n\nThen suddenly it burped, blasting a small cloud of pizza odor onto his nose.\n\nHe gave a slight yelp as it suddenly gassed him, his cock delighted at the sound and smell of the warm gust in his face. He fell back on his rear in surprise, his dick squirting a couple ropes of cum in response as he shuddered lewdly. 'Oh god, she... She farted on me? Or...' \"Wait, what [i]was[/i] that?\" he asked aloud, sniffing the air. \"Smells like... pepperoni. Hunh.\"\n\n\"Oh my GOD I am so sorry!\" she squealed. She stiffened up, a bit paralyzed by her gaffe, but still managing to keep one eye on the game and her finger on the trigger of her ridiculously-pink plastic shotgun. \"Ummmm. Hi. Veronica. And you didn't hate that, right? I hope not?\"\n\nThe rabbit blushed up at her, then looked down at his drooling dick. \"I, uh, um...\" He scratched the back of his head bashfully. \"N-no I didn't hate it. Like... a lot. I a lot didn't hate it.\" Beating around the bush felt like not admitting he really liked having a cute girl blow gas in his face.\n\n\"Oh good! And you're...?\" She was either a year older than him, or just beanpole-ish for her age. Her sky-blue blouse was wispy and as loose as her shorts were tight, meaning that anyone could peek at her through the openings. Her hair was a big fluffy mop that looked like it'd be fun to run one's fingers through. Her lizzardy snout was petite and her eyes were pretty freakin' huge.\n\nHe reached up to take her hand, both in greeting and also to help him up. \"Horny. Er- Walter, I mean. It's my first day and I'm... exploring the locals, you could say.\" He blushed, looking her over, particularly her chest. He noticed the loose ares in her blouse and kept leaning to the side to see if he could peek through them.\n\nShe did not mind. In fact, she seemed to glow with happiness that a cute bunboy was enjoying her looks. She nodded and spoke with a little nervous tremble. \"I hardly ever leave Sunnyside. This is as deep as I've ever gone into Turvytown before. Plus, um...\" She paused to steel herself before confessing. \"And my butt's got a mouth in it!!\" she declared, then carefully peeked to see if he was running away in horror.\n\nWalter froze at those words and shuddered, giving a rather undignified moan at the thought of it. \"You... you've got a mouth... in your b-butt?\" he asked, his cock visibly throbbing. \"Ooooooohhhhhh ffffffuck that's sexy...\" he mumbled, idly touching himself. \"Man, I gotta do something like that sometime.\"\n\nVeronica practically melted from relief. \"Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod! You're the first furson I've actually TOLD! I've been walking around for weeks like this, kinda scratching at my jeans to make the hole a little wider, hoping someone'd notice- TERRIFIED someone'd notice!\" She was sweating bullets.\n\nWalter could smell it; kind of a dry, spicy aroma. Not bad.\n\nStill quivering, Veronica turned back to her game, pointing her tush straight at Walter. \"Um, maybe you could help? I'm not very good at this game...\" (An easy perception check would show that this was a lie, as her score was impressive even despite her bunny distraction) \"...So maybe you could, um...\" She shifted her hips. \"H-hold me from behind? To help steady my aim, yeah?\"\n\nWalter liked this girl; she was the right kind of weird for him. He nodded, then stepped up behind her. His dick fit nicely under her tail. \"Um, y-yeah. Hold you from behind... yes.\" He gulped, feeling the slick tip of his dick rubbing along her scales. He worked his hips around, squatting slightly, trying to line up his pink stiffness with wherever her mouth butthole thing was. His blood was rushing through his veins, his breath was quick and shallow, and his legs felt clammy. He was totally about to get an anal blow job in public! He was almost ready to cum right then and there!\n\nVeronica leaned way over, resting her elbows on the game cabinet. She kept on plugging tin cans and bandits. She was blushing a deep emerald green. She wriggled back, slotting Walter's cock in between her firm cheeks like two denim couch cushions. The scales underneath weren't hard and scratchy. More like a waxy, pliant softness. They parted easily, and Walter could feel a sideways set of teeth open slowly to allow him entrance.\n\n\"Oooooohhhh fuck... oh fuck, that's teeth. That's definitely teeth right up under her tail... oh fuck... fffffucking heck I'm so fucking turned on right now...\" he mumbled to himself, sweating buckets, smelling like jizz and onions with all the cum he'd pumped out already that day. His libido was burying the needle on his sex-o-meter, and he was getting his Super Horny Urges. He bit his lip, starting to rock his hips back and forth. \"Hey, uh... I've only been here a while, but I've seen and done some, uh, weird and... kinda maybe violent stuff?\" he admitted nervously. \"I saw this one couple get slammed by a car, then they started, like, going at each others' wounds and junk. So, um...\" he gulped. \"C-could you... could you help me out with something I've always wanted to actually feel?\" he was still humping into her, but he was acutely aware of the teeth rubbing against his stiff, spongy cock.\n\n\"M-maybe?\" she said, playing at coyness but sounding eager. \"We really shouldn't be doing anything naughty right now. I have to focus on my game,\" she blatantly lied. But her asshole gave him an indirect answer. It was shaped on the outside like any normal cloaca, and inside like any normal mouth -at least any normal sideways one. Except there was no top or bottom jaw. Each side had something slippery and prehensile that began to lick around his delicious meat.\n\nWalter had been paying too much attention to the teeth to notice the slipperiness on either side of his dick, but once he did notice it was hard for him to pay attention to much else. \"Hhhhnnnngh, fuck... It's so slimy in there. It's like you've got two tongues or something. What is up with that?\" he asked, now grinding his hips against hers in a way that alternated rubbing his drooling, pulsing penis against either side of her vertical cloaca mouth.\n\nA gigantic neon exclamation point practically lit up above her head. \"Y-you can fe-feel those!?\" she yelped. \"Um. They're in there because... because...\" She shut her eyes tight. \"Because I like to taste my p-poops!!\" she squeaked. Just confessing such an intensely dirty, naughty thing out loud, in public, and to a hot guy, was enough to make her clench and cum, widening the wet stain on the front of her jean shorts.\n\nWalter himself shuddered as well, hearing the cute chameleon girl admitting something so gross. He bucked in against her rather roughly, grunting and panting. \"Fuck... fuck, that's... that's too fuckin' cute. Too sexy!\" He moaned, hurrying up his rhythm. He was getting close, his cock as hard as a stick of rubber. He bit his lip, whining as he blushed deeply and let rip with his own embarrassing detail. \"P-please! Bite my cock off! Rip it right off! Bite into it and PULL! I wanna feel my dick being torn off!!\" Now it was his turn to be worried he'd ruined the moment, but he was too far gone to do anything else but hump until he came.\n\nVeronica was practically crying at hearing him actually [i]compliment[/i] her deeply hidden shame. Her heart was flushed with love for this bunny. And thought she wasn't normally the carnivorous type, no way was she gonna deny him his secret desire after his acceptance of hers! Still concentrating on the shooting game for the sheer thrill of challenging herself, she moaned and clenched down as hard as she could with her bootyteeth. She sometimes chewed her turds before spitting them into the toilet, and often ate meals from the other end, so this wasn't entirely new. But she was unprepared for the primal, almost frightening thrill of feeling warm, living flesh shred open, blood bursting out like cum. Her teeth tore and pulled, separating the cockmeat into swallowable chunks. She demolished his head and ripped savagely at the shaft, feeling the engorged inner chamber rock hard, feeling his hips still involuntarily thrusting to feed her even more! She moaned even louder. Jesus Christ, she had no idea how GOOD bunnymeat tasted!!\n\nWalter screamed out, groaned and humped wildly into that gnashing buttmouth, his orgasm causing all kinds of milky white warmth to shoot out amongst the Tarantinoesqe geyser of blood. He came the whole time his dick was being chewed up, and he could feel his balls growing yet again, now like a pair of squishy oranges between his thighs. His legs gave out when his climax ended and he fell back onto his rump with a thump. His mouth and eyes were agape as he stared down at the tattered stump that was his dick: raw and pink with rivulets of red leaking from it. Much less than one would expect now that he was done cumming. The little stump still throbbed and leaked pre though as his nuts gave a gurgling purr of satisfaction.\n \nPanting hard, Veronica turned around to admire her handiwork (buttiwork?). She shivered at the sight of the bleeding cock-nub she'd reduced Walter's organ to. \"Wowwww... I really did that? I mean, I can still taste it in my butt. Yummy, by the way. But... dang! And it didn't hurt?\" she squeaked, looking apologetic. \"I mean, I can SEE the cum all over the place, I just...\" she tapped her fingertips together nervously, \"...wanna be sure.\"\n\nWalter stared at where his dick used to be, but he nodded, then quickly shook his head. \"N-no, no pain... Well, not enough to actually [i]hurt[/i] hurt, but... God that felt so weirdly good and... and [i]right![/i]\" He blushed deeply, reaching down to rub his fingers over the raw flesh. Then he winced, but got another messy squirt of cum out of it for his troubles. \"This is something I've literally dreamed of experiencing. Not these exact circumstances, but, like, a girl just... eating my, um... my dick like that.\" His mouth curled up into a smile as he looked up to Veronica. \"It tasted real good, you said? I'm, uh... heh, really happy to hear that. And, um... super turned on.\"\n\nThe cute chameleon visibly relaxed. \"Sweet! I liked it too. Felt kinda badass. But yeah, I'm a noob at this too.\" She glanced back at the shooting game with one eye. \"Oh COOL! Look! I'm fourth on the leaderboard! Not bad for someone playing while gettin' it up the butt, huh?\" She gave Walter a proud grin.\n\nThe rabbit chuckled, and was honestly impressed. \"Yeah, that's pretty good. You must get it up the butt a lot to be able to keep that kind of composure, yeah?\" He teased. \"Here, help me get up.\" He held out a hand to her.\n\nShe giggled and took his paw. Blushing at holding a boy's hand, and knowing how odd that was after she'd just nommed his pecker with her assmouth. \"So... you wanna go poop in the unicorn?\" she asked, her tummy rumbling audibly.\n\nWalter blinked and blushed, then bit his lip. His own stomach rumbled as well, though it was more out of hunger than a need to dump. \"Oof... well, I'll definitely come over and watch, but I haven't had anything to eat myself since I, uh... well, this morning anyway.\" He looked over at the deer kids still playing skeeball and hmmmed. \"Y'know... I've always wondered what it'd be like to eat someone...\" he wondered aloud. \"Think they'd mind?\" He asked, sticking a thumb in the direction of the kids.\n\nVeronica bit her lip, looking excited by the thrill of something so naughty. The deer siblings only looked about five or six. \"Geez! Eating kids is, like, fairy-tale level evil shit, y'know? But we're already in Hell...\" She giggled. \"Let's go ask 'em!\"\n\nWalter gave a naughty chuckle. \"Man, I have no clue how they'll even react,\" he said as he walked towards them. His penis wound was still clearly on display, and part of him felt oddly proud of that. \"Knowing this place, they could end up being super eager about it and try to jump down my throat or up my... I dunno, any hole, really.\" He looked over at Veronica, pink in his cheeks as he reached over to rub her back and tail. \"You look really cool, by the way. Don't think I've ever seen a chameleon before. It's a neat body.\"\n\nShe practically cocooned herself with her arms and tail, blushing. \"Aw, really? Got made fun of a lot for it when I was alive.\" She gave him a dazzling grin in gratitude.\n\nAs the pair headed over to the deer kids, they heard them squabbling over whose turn it was to throw the skeeball. \"Nooooo, you went the time after Jay! So it's her turn now!\" \"Nuh UH! It's mine! You're a REE-tard!\" \"Gimme that ball, both of you!\" None of this was said with any real malice, as all three were on the verge of giggling. They'd been cheating for quite a long time, as evidenced by the looping coils of tickets one of the brothers held, and the fact that their sister was still perched on top of the machine, ready to catch the balls and drop them in the 500 slot.\n\n\"Hey, uh, you guys sure seem to be having fun, hunh?\" Walter called to them once he was close enough. \"I don't mean to interrupt- Okay well, I guess I do, but...\" he cleared his throat and started again. \"I'm feeling quite hungry, and I haven't eaten since this morning.\" He smiled at them, wondering if they'd infer his intentions.\n\nThe two boydeers stopped tugging the skeeball back and forth between them and just stared at Walter for a bit. \"Food court's over there, duh,\" one of them said, pointing.\n\nThe other grinned. \"Or I could pick a big booger for ya! Could put it on a bun! Boogerburgers!\" This got them both chanting 'boogerburgers' for a moment.\n\nVeronica giggled into her paws. \"Actually, he was wondering if any of you would mind being his lunch!\" she said boldly.\n\nWalter simply blushed, one of his hands reaching down to rub a finger over his sensitive pink dicknub. \"Um... yeah... I wanted to, uh... eat one or two, or... maybe all of you in... some manner, heh...\" he felt so awkward asking to eat a bunch of what he assumed were first graders, but it was turning him on so damn much it was hard not to show it.\n\nThe trio of cervines all burst out in giggles. \"But you're a BUNNY!\" the sister shouted. \"We're not carrots!\" one of the brothers said. None of them looked shocked or horrified by the idea; they were just teasing him.\n\n\"He's probly just trying to steal our tickets,\" the other brother said.\n\n\"ARE you!? Cuz if you are, we'll have you arrested! By, like, the army!\"\n\n\"How about I promise I'll hold onto your tickets while you get scarfed?\" Veronica offered, crossing her heart.\n\nWalter felt oddly intrigued and turned on by the idea of being arrested by the army. He was confused by it, and it clearly showed in his cheeks, picturing them cuffing him up and then [i]doing things[/i] to him. Like stuffing him full of equipment, using him as a backpack. He shook the thought of his head and clarified for the kids. \"No no, I don't care about the tickets. I just... well... wanna eat some kids,\" he admitted, making himself shiver. \"I've never done it before. That, and I kinda want to see how far some of my holes'll stretch.\" He could barely believe he was telling this to kids he'd never even met! He couldn't help but think about how perverted it all was, making his stumpy wiener squirt on one of the boys by accident.\n\n\"HEYYY!\" he shouted, flicking it off while his other two sibling guffawed.\n\nThe sister atop the skeeball machine jumped down, landing on the board hard enough to nearly crack it with her hooves. \"Allright, Sir Bunnypred. Maybe we WILL let you eat us. Might be fun. We could crawl around in you like the place with all the tunnel slides.\"\n\nOne of the brothers pointed to Walter's crotch. \"I can already see his ball pit.\" This had them convulsing and nonverbal with laughter for a couple of minutes.\n\nThe rabbit blushed deeply, his blood pumping through him and making him giddy with excitement. He was surprisingly enjoying all of what was going on, especially the bit where they pointed right at his exposed junk and made it clear they could see it. He was discovering he had one heck of an exhibitionist kink, showing off his bits to these kids. He already knew he was going to have an awfully naughty time in Sunnyside, trying to flash children his bits without getting caught.\n\nSister doe regained her composure first. \"I'm Jay. That's Magnus. That's Owen.\" The boys made introductions by walking over and sniffing, ogling, and poking Walter and Veronica all over, obviously finding them interesting. Owen tugged Veronica's tail to see it uncurl. Magnus jiggled Walter's belly and tee-hee'd. Jay shoved him out of the way and smiled up at Walter with big innocent little girl eyes. \"So if we're your snacks, what're you gonna do for us, huh?\" she asked challengingly, hoping he'd come up with a fun answer.\n\nWalter hadn't considered that. What would he let these kids do, or what would he do for them? He had to admit it made sense, considering he was asking to eat them, but what was an equivalent to that? \"Uh... well...\" He hmmmed and tapped his chin before blushing and giving a nervous chuckle. \"I could... give you guys my phone number and, like, offer to be your... slave, maybe? I'd have to come to where ever you were when you called and do whatever you told me to, or let you do whatever you wanted to me? Or, like... I could be a big, living plushie for you?\" It was all he could think of at the moment, but then he added in \"Or a, um, a sex toy?\" That made his stump squirt again, getting Jay in the chest this time.\n\nShe positively radiated glee at the idea of having a subby fun babysitter to torture to her heart's content. Beaming, she stuck a finger in the bloody cum, licked it off, stuck out her paw and shouted, \"DEAL!!\"\n\nBoth her brothers looked up. \"Huh!?\" \"Sis, what'd you just get us into?\"\n\nShe pointed at Walter's belly. \"THIS! Now jump in his mouth and be food!\"\n\nMagnus just shrugged in a, 'Well, we already won about a thousand tickets here anyway, might as well try something new' way. He reached up to stick both his hands in Walter's mouth and reached way down his throat.\n\nOwen handed the tickets to Veronica so he could gawk.\n\nWalter also wasn't quite aware what he'd gotten himself into, but he figured it couldn't be [i]terrible[/i]. He had to bend forward a bit, but he was surprised by both the kid's blase eagerness, and his own throat's ability to stretch around two kid hands. His mouth was stretched around the arms, lips and cheeks looking a bit goofy, and his jaw having popped open like a snake. He lowered his head further, making a gurgling 'aaaaahhhh' sound between gulps. He wasn't even sure he needed to gulp, but it was fun feeling his throat ripple around the kid's limbs either way. His tongue licked over him, finding him oddly tasty for a furry, uncooked chunk of live meat. It made his stomach growl quite loudly in anticipation for its incoming meal.\n\nJay reached out to rub that tummy. \"Ooooh, Magnus, it WANTS you!\" she cooed. She reached down to knead at her dress, excited by the sight of her brother going in, anticipating his inevitable disappearance.\n\nMagnus blushed a lot, but did his best to be a good meal. He let Walter's esophagus take hold of him, dipping his head and nuzzling between Walter's lips. With not much effort he wriggled his whole head in. He kicked his legs a bit. \"Hey, could someone gimme a push?\" he asked.\n\n\"Happy to!\" Veronica said. She pocketed the tickets, squatted, tooted, and made her hands a stepstool.\n\n\"Thanks!\" Magnus said as he stepped up and started leveraging his shoulders in. His t-shirt tasted of nacho crumbs and cheese, plus an enjoyably savory flavor of boysweat. He was as tasty as he was cute.\n\nWalter was leaning forward, his eyes looking about at the others, his hands on his neck, feeling the moving bulges. He gave a light shiver when he heard Veronica toot, his cockbump giving another squirt of jizz. He mumbled something around the meal in his mouth before giving another sizable gulp. It was absolutely fascinating, feeling his throat muscles stretch and form around the kid inside it, gripping and pushing his body down every now and then. His tongue slathered over what it could reach, enjoying the textures as much as the flavors. He was in a squatting position with his tail instinctively raised. He grabbed Magnus' butt and pushed on it, but not before wiggling a hand down his pants to feel around the kid's buttcrack like a pervert.\n\nThe young buck got quiet at that, but wiggled back against Walter's paw, a little embarrassed to admit how nice that felt.\n\nVeronica took the opportunity to lean around and scope out Walter's wiggly tail. Owen was idly toying with his junk with his paw in his undies. Jay however was tapping her chin and looking at Walter's altered crotch with an eeeeevil smirk. \"This oughtta be pretty slick from all the stuff that keeps comin' outta it.\" She reached out to wrap her hands around the nub and squeezesquish it. Then she experimented to see if a finger would fit into the pisshole. Quite easily. Would two fingers? Her eyes sparkled to see her whole hand vanish in the latex-stretched stub cock.\n\nWalter hadn't been paying much attention to the others, too busy rubbing that young boy bum and teasing the butthole he found therein, prodding at it with a couple fingers to see if it would stretch as easily as his cock. He gave a heavily muffled yelp and a moan when he felt an intrusion into his stubbed wiener though, rocking his hips against it lewdly. This also caused him to arc his back, picking Magnus up and letting gravity help out with the swallowing of the deer boy.\n\nHe heard a muffled \"Whoaaa!\" from Magnus as he suddenly slid in much easier. The little deer positioned his arms to brace and guide himself into a comfortable position. His cute hooves were kicking as he wriggled to get himself inside even quicker.\n\nSensing they might vanish soon, Veronica leaned close to sniff and nuzzle Magnus' cute boy buttcheeks. Tee-heeing when his teardrop tail tickled her nostrils.\n\nThey did indeed disappear quite quickly as Walter gave a gravity-assisted gulp, the boy's hips disappearing into his mouth. The rabbit blushed deeply as he worked his flat tongue over Magnus' crotch, tasting and feeling it in his mouth before swallowing again. It did not take long for Walter to be standing there with just a couple of hooves sticking out of his mouth which he decided to whip his phone out and get a winking selfie of for... later use, most likely. He had never been one for that sort of vanity, but he had to admit he didn't want to turn up an opportunity for good fap fodder.\n\nJay was meanwhile sliding her arm in and out of Walter's urethra like a pinball machine piston. Goo was sloshed all over her shirt up to her shoulder. She was definitely enjoying the slippery sensation.\n\nWith one last gulp Magnus was swallowed whole, his hooves making a pleasant bulge in the bunny's throat. Walter patted his stomach and realized it wasn't nearly as big as he expected it to be. It was definitely bigger, and he could clearly see bulges in it made by the deer boy, but they were somehow much smaller than they should've been. \"Hunh... TARDIS belly? Neat!\" he said before giving a thick, loud, wet belch. \"Oof, 'scuse m-\" and then he let out an equally loud and wet fart which made him [i]eep[/i]! in surprise and blush deep crimson. \"... yeah, excuse that too, I guess.\"\n\nOwen took initiative to grab his sister's head and force it down near Walter's butt so she could get a stinky faceful. \"AWAUGHH!\" she yelped, and pummeled her brother a bit. Not too effective, as her hand was trapped in Walter's urethra by her wrist. \"Ooooh! You dickdozer! Just for that, you're going in his butt!\"\n\n\"No way!!\" Owen protested. \"I'm not into poop.\"\n\n\"You're gonna BE it,\" she countered.\n\n\"That's different,\" he insisted.\n\nThe doe thought a bit. \"Allright then. What about up his nose? Go live with the other boogers!\"\n\nOwen grinned. \"Yeah, I like that!\" He dove for Walter's face. \"Right or left nostril?\" he asked.\n\nWalter couldn't stop blushing at all the attention he was getting, not to mention the fist into detached dick. \"Ooof... ummm... left, please,\" he said, flaring his nostrils and sniffing the air of his beefy breath and butt scents. He was oddly proud of how much he liked his own stink.\n\nMeanwhile, Magnus was settling in. It was super comfy in here. Hot too, so he took off his clothes, tucking them into a portal that would deposit them in his bedroom. Now nekkid, he squirmed around and enjoyed the soft tummy lining.\n\nVeronica had her tail curled between her thighs, getting it wet. \"Gawd, not right now cuz I wanna watch, but I think maybe I might get inside you sometime too...\"\n\nOwen's little hoof-fingers were not gentle as they probed right into Walter's nose and yanked the nostril wide. He giggled like a nut as he shoved his whole head in like stuffing it in a rubber glove. He even exhaled and watched the skin stretch thin like bubblegum.\n\nWalter moaned, which sounded odd due to his stretched nostril, but it was painfully obvious he was loving every second of having himself stretched like that. His mind went a bit haywire with the feelings, and his heavy nuts gurgled loudly before gushing out thick, musky cum around Jay's wrist. He \n\nThe little doe sputtered a bit at the suddenness. It was like having her hand stuck in an exploding water pipe. \"Ugh! Geez, some guys just can't hold it in! I guess I [i]have[/i] to go in now 'cuz I'm definitely not gonna be able to wash this off!\" She squeezed her arm in to the shoulder, reaching around inside Walter's right nut (which now had much more room for her). She knelt on the carpet and slid her other hand in alongside the first. Owen took advantage of this by using her back as a stepstool to force his shoulders into Walter's sinuses.\n\nThe rabbit was in some kind of warped, perverse sensory heaven, his brain going off like fireworks inside his head as he kept periodically gushing out even more cum on Jay. Meanwhile, whenever he had enough conscious thought to do so, he'd inhale sharply, attempting to snort Owen up like a massive booger.\n\n\"SNOT!\" Owen shouted, giggling wildly. \"Eeeeew, it's all over!\" Clearly delighted, as most young boys are by bodily fluids. He wriggled his arms in like putting on a sweater, then used them to push hard and yank his torso in deeper.\n\nAs before with his brother, Veronica gave him a boost. She also helped herself to his cute tush. She nuzzled his waistband down with her snout and poked around the fluffy buns. Owen's weenie got stiffer at that.\n\nJay meanwhile was stretching Walter's cockhole open wide enough to look down the whole length into the reddish pink interior. \"Wow, I'm going in there...\" she marveled.\n\nShe was rewarded with another thick gush of jizz, all over her face this time, like she was staring into a Nickelodeon Gak cannon. Walter's knees were getting weak, and his hands were too busy spasming and wiggling to actually grab or push on anything, so he had to rely on the kids for getting themselves inside him, save for the intermittent snorting of Owen. The rabbit had no idea if the deer boy would end up in his belly with his brother, or if he'd get stuck in his head, but he was curious to find out. Or, would be at least, once his mind stopped burying the needle on sensations.\n\nSensing Walter's wobbliness, Veronica decided to be helpful again by taking Owen's legs and guiding him in like holding a wheelbarrow's handles. This also meant she could shove in his butt with her face.\n\nWalter felt a cubdick brush against his lips, then tasted several spurts of cum. (Buckkake, if you will.)\n\nWith all the jizz flooding out, Jay couldn't keep her muzzle inside for very long before snorting and sniffling and pulling back. \"Allright, FINE then!\" she shouted. Determined not to be beaten by no penis, she did a very acrobatic twist and went from kneeling to swinging her legs under and in front of her, all while never letting go of the inside of his cock. Walter was then treated to the feeling of four limbs shoved into his pickle all at once.\n\nThe bun began experiencing a dip in his mental overstimulation, not unlike one tends to get on certain thrill rides. He had enough wherewithal to look down at the rump sticking out of his nose, and the girl face shoved into said rump. He could also feel Jay trying valiantly to shove her way down his cocknub. One hand went to the boy in his face, the other to the girl in his dick, and he barely managed to utter the words \"Oh my god this is legit happening right now,\" before the stimulation peaked again with Jay's maneuver. His hips shuddered and he involuntarily thrust them forward. This action caused his peehole to loosen and basically gulp the doe girl in so her thighs, ass, and lower back were all that was left outside of his body. She was now hanging there in a rather awkward way, but the rabbit's cock knew what it wanted. He could feel it somehow swallowing her up inch by inch like a snake, even either rivulets of thick cum drooling down her body.\n\n\"Bout time...\" Jay purred to herself at the cock stopped spurting onto her and acted like a proper entrance. She ducked her head into the peehole and shivered pleasantly at feeling the warm meat draw her in like the totally best sleeping bag.\n\nOwen's cock was in the way of him getting up Walter's nose, though. It was either going to get severely bent back, or would need to be removed, but Walter was in no mental state to take note of this.\n\nVeronica noticed the dilemma with Owen's weener. Helpful as always, she got a gentle grip on it and swung it around to tuck it between Walter's lips (giving it a few tugs first, natch). She giggled at seeing the boy go all wiggly from the stimulation.\n\nWalter's mind was just aware enough of having a spongy, warm piece of meat in his mouth to start chewing and biting into it, attempting to sever as much as possible before swallowing it down. He wasn't aware enough to really know what it was, or to properly appreciate the flavor and texture, but there would be other times for that. As such the bunny's blunt buck teeth gnawed through the tough todger, tearing it off rather roughly before his tongue subsequently slid it back and down his throat, likely to end up in his belly along with Magnus.\n\nOwen wiggled like a motherfucker. His moans echoed inside Walter's sinuses as he came blood and cum all over the bunny's lips and shirt. That was enough to propel him much faster down the slimy passage, like a greased tube slide. His butt stretched Walter's nostril ridiculously for a second, and then there were just two kicking boy legs descending.\n\nMagnus was chillin' in the stomach and getting pleasantly melty. Something fell on his head. Even in its mauled condition he recognized it as his brother's dick. \"Cool. ABC gum!\" He popped it in his mouth and chewed it up some more.\n\nWith both of the youngsters more than two thirds of the way inside of him, Walter's brain started coming back into focus. He shook his head, feeling the extra weight of Owen's legs sticking out of it (but not the extra weight of the rest of the boy's body inside him). He looked down at it and gave a nasally chuckle before grabbing the deer kid's ankles and shoving him the rest of the way in, at least up to the ankles. Then he pulled out his phone again to snap a couple more lewd pics. \"Man, I wonder if there's, like... some kind of online place I can send these for people to jerk off to,\" he said as he put his phone away. He then pressed a finger over his unstretched nostril and promptly snorted Owen's feet up like a dangling booger. From there, he reached down to Jay's butt and... well, had some fun. He really could not resist dipping a couple of fingers into her butthole and swirling them around, then using that as extra leverage to shove her the rest of the way into his overstretched cumslit. He slid his fingers in and out of his nubby cock-leavin's before pulling them out entirely, choosing to leave Jay's adorable tail sticking out. He'd leave it up to her if she'd want to pull it all the way in.\n\nOddly enough, she didn't end up going into either of his balls. Instead she found herself in a chamber of amber liquid that smelled heavily of a urinal, for... obvious reasons.\n\n\"You don't know about the infernet!?\" Veronica asked incredulously. She explained, as Owen got himself wriggled into place in a delightfully gooey capsule hotel room, and as Jay just luxuriated in the cock-warmth squeezing her tight all around. \"It's Hell's internet. You've got it on your phone already, I'm sure. Here...\" She took out her own and scrolled a bit. \"Gurglr's got a nice selfie site, Mevour.\" She tapped her phone to Walter's like clinking wine glasses. \"There! Uploaded. Welcome to stardom, Walter.\" She kissed his cheek, then reached down to feel the big stretched-thin bulge in his cock that Jay was making. She also twiddled the doe's cute tail.\n\nWalter cooed at the touch of his sensitive bits, wrapping an arm around his new companion. \"To be fair, I know about the internet, I just wasn't sure if Hell would have something like that,\" he explained. \"Then again, it's had everything else so far, so I guess it's reasonable that it would.\" He shrugged. He looked Veronica up and down, smiling a bit shyly. \"Man, eating those kids must've done something to my head, 'cause we feel such a natural pair right now. I literally just [i]met[/i] you, and now we're buddy-buddies.\" He giggled, giving her a squeeze. \"I've gotta show you off to Joesy. He keeps things in his butt, by the way, so you guys can bond over having weird tushes.\"\n\nShe blushed and swiveled, deeply pleased at having made a friend so easily. \"I'm glad, Walter, that we met. And sure I'd like to meet your friend.\" She smirked. \"And it's inFERnet, silly! Like inferno. As if they'd pass up a pun here!\"\n\nWalter smacked his forehead. \"Oh doy, my bad. Didn't see the dingle on the 'f' in the word bubble,\" he said, jokingly pointing above her head.\n\nJay's tail was meanwhile vanishing from sight. One can only stay parked for so long inside a slippery penis. She ended up entirely in a bubbly warm jacuzzi. Not too stinky, or at least not enough to outweigh the luxurious feeling of slipping into a hot bath. She signed in pleasure and let herself melt away into liquid.\n\nThen Walter rubbed his belly and licked his lips. He looked down at himself, impressed. \"I can hardly believe I have, like... maybe twice my weight in deer inside me right now! Apparently my body's way bigger on the inside or s-\" He let out a cheek-rippling belch that visibly stretched his lips and jaw. \"...something. Phew! That was a big one! Felt great too. Speaking of which, uh, don't mind me.\" He lifted a leg and let out a blatting brass note that ruffled a nearby plant. He chuckled and blushed. \"You, uh... you'll probably notice I like being, um... gassy... and stinky,\" he said, his cock nub throbbing and squirting.\n\nVeronica pinched her nose. \"Peee-yew!\" she said playfully. \"I guess I don't mind. So long as you don't mind my, um, down-under halitosis.\" She laughed hard enough to snort. \"Hey! Let's go feed that unicorn! I'll bet you've got LOTS of poop for her now!\"\n\nWalter's tummy rumbled as if on cue. He looked around a bit, his blush deepening. \"One sec, I just... I'm in a mood to test my boundaries so I just gotta... do a thing. I'll be right back...\"\n\nHe scurried off to the plant he'd farted at then looked around to make sure no one was watching. Then he turned around and squatted, lining his butt up just right. He grunted, and with surprising speed, deposited a turd pile right behind the flower pot.\n\nHe then hurried back over to Veronica. \"Sometimes you just get the urge to be super naughty,\" he said, attempting to explain his mischievous deed. \"Hopefully if this place has a janitor they enjoy finding, uh... presents left by guests. But yes, let's go use that toilet!\" he said rather loudly, hoping the unicorn would hear him.\n\nVeronica snorted into her paws. \"You're so weeeeeird! You just ATE three kids, and now you're getting off to something as banal as poopin' on the floor!?\" she teased. \"Next thing you'll tell me, you'd like to have regular P in V sex with me-\" she said, them immediately turned scarlet.\n\nTotes embarrassed, she rushed off to the \"restroom\" and pulled her pants down. The unicorn's eyes went wide, but she was good at her job and didn't spill a clump as a few bucketloads of chunky-peanut-butter-consistency chameleon shit suddenly violated her pretty white muzzle. She chewed contentedly as Veronica emptied herself out.\n\nWalter followed her over to the unicorn and sat back, intending to wait his turn to use her, but watching and smelling the air was so lewd to him that he managed to regrow his penis. He blushed and kicked a foot bashfully before considering the idea of regular ol' sex. \"Eh... yeah, not really? I've had normal sex back when I was alive and it was cool, but not nearly as fun as just, well, jerking off while watching weird porn, y'know?\"\n\nVeronica looked crestfallen. \"Oh. But, um, erm, uh uh uh, you wouldn't mind jerking off to weird porn with ME, would you?\" she asked. \"I could grow a penis if you wanted,\" she added bashfully.\n\nWalter chuckled. \"Well duh! And heck, I'd pork any of your holes, honestly. The weirder the better!\" He said as he shivered, giving another sniff of the air. \"But normal vanilla D in P sex is just... not that exciting to me. I'm too pervy, I guess.\"\n\n\"Okay!!!\" she said, lighting back up. Reassured that she wasn't being rejected, she gleefully blasted another few gallons of poo into the overwhelmed-but-not minding unicorn. The giddy chameleon stepped away, letting the last of her mushy load fall onto the floor in a brown line. She pulled up her jean shorts and panties without wiping, then smoothed them out tight. This left a noticeable dark diamond on the denim.\n\nThe unicorn girl was left with a cone of poo emerging from her lips, which she daintily nibbled away. Paws in her lap. Very professional. The poopstains trickled down her fur to the drain in the floor, leaving her pristine again for her next use. She smacked her lips and looked at Walter with a, 'May I be of service, sir?' expression.\n\nThe rabbit nodded to her and got up. He squatted in front of her, pressing his ass out towards her face, and grunted. He out a thick, wet fart. It made him giggle and blush before grunting again, this time pushing out a proper log of shit for the toiletcorn. He also started pissing in a low arc since he definitely needed to do that too, probably releasing Jay in the process. He blushed when he realized it was all just puddling on the floor, but that made his weenie stiff, causing the arc of pee to rise.\n\nA voice arose from the puddle on the floor. \"Awwwwwww! I was just getting all cozy.\" From within the wet spot rose a bubble. Then it grew more defined. Jay composed herself as a perfect pee sculpture. Transparent and gleaming like gold.\n\n\"You're beautiful!\" Veronica complimented, gasping.\n\nJay just nodded like, 'of course'. Like honey-colored glass, she stretched and admired her new self. As Walter peed into her, it finished her shape even more, like filling a glass or shading a sketch. She was missing a leg though. \"C'mon, you bunny! Hurry up so I don't have to hop!\"\n\nHe did do as requested, his piss stream spraying faster as he grunted and sighed, depositing even more crap into the unicorn's mouth in the process. \"Hunh... well, I guess your brother's just getting deposited into this nice toilet here,\" he said, gesturing towards the girl whose mouth he was pooping into.\n\nShe seemed very happy with the compliment, and was quite tickled that she was eating someone, as opposed to just recycled food.\n\n\"As for your other brother... I guess I could blow my nose super hard to get him out?\" he pondered.\n\nHowever, from within Walter's sinuses a voice echoed (very tickly) \"Noooooo! It's [i]warm[/i] in here! And slimy! I wanna stay!\"\n\nWalter giggled. \"Alright, you can stay. I'll keep you as my personal nose goblin for a while,\" he teased.\n\n\"Fuck yeah,\" Owen said, and Walter could feel him rolling around and getting snuggly.\n\nThe bun rubbed his rump against the unicorn's face as he continued to fill her with shit. He could tell he'd almost deposited all of Magnus, and hoped he enjoyed the next belly as much as he likely enjoyed the first.\n\nJay leaned in on tiptoe and yelled into Walter's nose, smushing his cheeks, \"Okay, fiiiiine! But me'n Magnus are gonna run off with all the tiiiiiickets!!\" She made a 'hand 'em over' gesture to Veronica, who remembered the handfuls of skeeball tickets and handed them over. Crinkled and now pee-stained from Jay's damp paw, but presumably still usable.\n\nThe poonicorn suddenly gave Walter's bottom a double-tap, indicating she needed just a second for a timeout.\n\nThe crapping rabbit obliged. He pinched off the loaf he was depositing and took a step forward. One could easily see the brown smear between his asscheeks that was left behind. \"What's up, toilet?\" he asked, mildly concerned but still wanting to tease her.\n\nShe held up a finger: 'Wait a sec'. She blinked. Her tummy rumbled audibly. Then she belched at full power, mouth wide open. In the middle of it, Magnus could be heard shouting, \"KEEP 'EM, JAY! THIS PLACE IS GREAT!!\" A monsoon of poopbreath rolled out of the lovely unicorn's mouth towards everyone's noses. Veronica sniffed with a pleased smile.\n\nThe poonicorn regained her composure, then gave her belly a pat to thank its occupant for the nice compliment. After, she gestured at Walter: 'Bring it on in again!' She licked her lips.\n\nThe rabbit shrugged and chuckled, sniffing the air deeply of the smell of his own poop. He planted his rear back down in the toilet girl's face and let rip another wet fart, followed by yet more shit. \"Aaaahhhh... Man this feels good. Naked from the waist down, taking a dump in front of my new friend, with a fresh new boner 'cause the poopin' just feels so darn good!\" He wiggled his butt with a slight moan. \"Of course, admitting that I'm getting hard from all this just makes it even hotter, heh. Especially knowing you're not gonna, like... run away screaming, or blackmail me, or break all contact with me. It's so...\" he sighed and farted a few times, dropping the last nuggets down the unicorn's gullet, \"... freeing. I can just be the weirdest, grossest me I want to,\" he said as he stood up.\n\nVeronica nodded at everything Walter was saying. \"Uh-huh! Dunno if it's harder for girls in general, or just me, but I was [u]such[/u] a clean freak when I was alive. SO scared someone would find out I liked being dirty!!\"\n\nMeanwhile Jay was dancing around, waving the tickets and singing. \"All the prizes for meeee!! For MEEEE!!!\" Cuz my stinky brothers wanna be boogers 'n poop! Boogers 'n poop! Boogers 'n POOP!\" Her dance sprinkled pee droplets everywhere and left cute round hoofprints.\n\nWalter looked back at the girl whose mouth he'd just shat in and leaned to the side, trying to get a look at her crotch. He wanted to know what she had down there.\n\nThe poonicorn sighed happily at feeling so full. She noticed where Walter's gaze was directed. Shyly, she leaned back to show a perfectly smooth, genderless crotch. Smooth as porcelain, like a toilet should be. Grinning, she pointed a hoof at a small sign beside her: \"No Talking Or Genitals For Our Facilities While On Duty\". She blushed a deep pink at how much the chastity drove her crazy.\n\nWalter smirked, and scritched her head. \"Good little toilet. I was looking for some pussy to sniff, but I'll have to check elsewhere. Thanks for eating my filthy shit,\" he said with a chuckle. He walked back over to Veronica while watching Jay celebrate her get. He shook his head. \"Crazy kids. Glad they've got somewhere to have fun, though.\" He wrapped an arm around the chameleon's shoulders and sighed. \"I feel... almost drunk on how much freedom I have. Do anything, go... well, maybe not [i]anywhere[/i], but anywhere within reason. Should at least go check out what Joesy's up to.\" He pulled his phone out and grew an extra thumb on his free hand so he could type without talking his arm off Veronica. Took some finagling, but he managed it. Then he put it back and the extra thumb fell off. \"So I forget, did you mention having a roommate?\"\n\nBefore the chameleon could answer, Jay rammed herself between the two grownups and hugged them. \"Thanks for holding my tickets! Thanks for turning me into pee!\" She did a little twirl, splashing them both with fragrant gold water. \"I look really pretty like this! See the lights all reflecting off me?\" She bounced in place, then pointed towards the prize claim area. \"Bye!! Thanks!! I'm gonna go get a BOWIE KNIFE!!!\" She sped off like a little doe rocket.\n\nVeronica shook her head at the sheer volume. She turned to tickle gently under the poonicorn's chin, making her all wiggly. \"A roommate? Naw. I've been holed up, almost petrified, for weeks now. Just masturbating 24/7, thinking about all the stuff I [i]could[/i] do if I ever got up the guts.\"\n\nWalter rubbed the sprinkles of piss into his fur, knowing they smelled like him anyway. \"Ah, yeah. My short term memory's been shit since I got here. Too much stuff going on to remember the little details properly,\" he admitted. \"Good to know, though. And glad to see you managed to get out and about so you could experience all this stuff. I kinda spent forever masturbating about it when I was alive, so I just went right at it, heh.\" He looked around, checking to see what attractions he could spy from where he was. He'd told Joesy to come meet them by the toilet girl whenever he finished up doing what he was doing, and he wanted to see what he could do in the meantime. \"Not sure how much more crazy shit I want to do before heading home for the day. Starting to wonder what it's like over in Sunnyside what with all their rules and stuff.\"\n\nAt the mention of food, Veronica felt a bit tummyrumbly. She had just emptied herself out, after all. She wrapped her arms around Walter's bicep and tugged him to follow her to the food court. \"Oh, I can tell you ALL about Sunnyside! I haven't been, like, barricaded in my apartment this [i]entire[/i] time.\"\n\nWalter was surprised by the yoink, but he quickly got his bearings. He waved to the toilet and pulled out his phone to correct what he'd sent to Joesy, switching the meeting place to the food court. His stomach also grumbled, conveniently enough. It felt weird considering he literally just ate three children, but to be fair, he had also expelled two of them. Of course, being dead meant he could eat and poo at his leisure since neither was strictly necessary, but it was going to take some getting used to.\n\nVeronica explained. \"The deal is, when you go out, you have to be totally, entirely, superdeluxe normal all the time. But of course, for weirdies like us, that's like having a chastity belt on. So everyone you see is all... [i]fidgety.[/i] Always keeping an eye out for the Fun Police. Always looking for little nooks to dash off and do something bad in. I've spotted so many people boinking in semi-public. And got my panties all wet watching them! Haven't got caught yet, but I've seen it happen to some people!\"\n\n\"Yeah, so I've heard. I'm guessing getting caught just means you get spanked with dicks or something?\"\n\nShe grinned obscenely. \"Oh, they're waaaay more devious than that! 40 swats with the paddle. Soap in the mouth. Forced enemas. Forced crossdressing. Superglue your lips to someone else's. Sharpie a new name across your forehead. Call up your parents and tell them what you've been caught doing.\" She paused. \"Assuming they're dead, of course.\"\n\nWalter chuckled at some of those punishments, but blushed a ton at the last one, his dick giving a hearty squirt at the thought. \"I, uh... I think I'd rather find someone who could pretend to be my mom, honestly. My parents are happily married and so vanilla that ice cream companies buy their sweat to flavor the stuff.\" He thought for a bit on that one and figured it made enough sense to pass. \"I do love me some lewd incest, though. Maybe I'll find a sex mom down here someday.\" He chuckled and stroked himself as he walked, imagining the sound of some MILF's voice on the phone, all shocked that her perfect son had done, and what she'd do to him when he got home.\n\n\"Momma's boy, huh? I was always a bit of a daddy's girl, so maybe we could 'get adopted' together sometime?\"\n\nHe blushed at being called a momma's boy, knowing full well it was true. \"Heh, could be good fun.\"\n\nBy now they were near the food court. An eye-searing riot of diagonal angles, flashing bulbs, menu signs, and dancing neon foodstuffs. Everything you could imagine wanting was here. The lines moved quick. Some of the booths were automatic. People were either paying in meat (often cocks) or little brass poker chip things. \"I wanna stuff my craw with nachos! How's that sound?\" Veronica asked.\n\nWalter looked around the food court with his mouth agape, salivating heavily. There was just so much to choose from! \"Oh man... Well, I'm a burger guy, personally. Burger and fries with wa-\" He stopped. He'd been going with almost no soda for several years before he kicked it. Now he could dive right back into that sugary goodness no questions asked! The look on his face showed just how naughtily happy he was. \"Oh god, I can drink [i]ssssooooooooo[/i] much soda now! Fuck, it's been a while since I drank that stuff without feeling like I was sneaking it! I'mma get a 7up IV drip!\" He pumped his fist a few times in excitement. \"Though, wait... I'm seeing people handing out brass coin thingies. Where do you get those?\"\n\nVeronica helpfully pointed out a soda fountain nearby where the cups were 12oz, 20oz, 48oz, 320oz, 800oz, and then just a hose that came down from the ceiling that you could suck on for hours. \"I'm gonna guess you mean the TurvyTokens. On the other side we've got SunnyBucks. If you feel like having a job, you can earn 'em. For, like, if you wanna feel like a productive member of society.\"\n\nWalter's ears perked up at that. \"Wait, really? Oh neat.\" He smiled, looked at the floor and kicked a foot. \"Honestly, that's something I've always wanted to do, just... live a normal life in a super kinky world. Mostly just to see if I could do it, but also because that's hot as fuck to me.\" He chuckled shyly. \"No clue where I'd want to work, though. Working fast food down here would probably be a lot more fun than it was topside, but I'm not sure I'd want to go right into that. Figure I'll give school in Sunnyside a shot for a while. Also guessing theft is a huge no-no, so I'mma be paying for meat with meat.\" He slapped his belly. \"Hope I got enough to cover a few meals. I wanna binge on burgers, fries, and soda!\"\n\n\"Aw, thanks! Yer a sweetie!\" Veronica hugged him while scouting around with her opposite eye for a place with burgers and nachos. There: just across the way! She led him across the sticky tile floor, their paws touching all sorts of leftovers. \"Yeah, theft is a \"no no\", but this is Turvytown! You can do ANYTHING! They can always just will more food into existence. The rules are here for knowing you can break 'em.\" She abruptly turned and booped his snoot. \"There's only one REAL rule here,\" she said authoritatively. \"I read up on all this for days 'n days before I came here. The rule is, \"You Can Always Say No\". Meaning, go ahead and try anything you want. Consent's implied. But if someone says no, you have to stop. Or more likely they'll say the city's safeword: \"My teacup is full\". If you get a 'no', you can ask if they're just playing. But teacups are final.\"\n\nWalter contemplated the idea. \"I meant stealing people's tokens, but I guess stealing the food would technically be an option. Just not sure how much of myself I'm willing to give away right now. Maybe I'll save actual binge eating for when I've got the cash to fund it.\" He chuckled. \"And the safeword's a good idea. Some folks are into rape play and other things like that. But for now, let's get in line.\" He said before biting his lip. \"And, uh... maybe there'll be some nice, stinky pussies to sniff since I seem to be in a mood for that, heh,\" he admitted.\n\nShe gave a snort like, 'ExCUSE me? Who's standing right next to you!?' In annoyance, she ripped off her cloaca like velcro and shoved it right at his nose.\n\nWalter eeped and giggled ,lapping at it with his tongue and giving it a few deep sniffs. \"I mean, your cloaca's great and all, but I'm looking for full on mammalian [i]pussy.[/i]\" He gave a rather vulgar hand motion to accentuate that whatever he wanted, he wanted it to be a handful. \"Nothing against the lizardy bits, just... species bias, I guess?\" He shrugged, then peeled the cloaca off his face and dropped it in his mouth, chewing heavily on it like it was gummi candy. \"No hard feelings, of course.\" He swallowed, then gave a burp that smelled like fish.\n\nShe rolled her eyes. \"Geez louise!\" She looked down at her crotch and narrowed her eyes at it, mumbling something. Magical fur appeared. \"There! Get your nose down there, Mr. Picky Eater!\" She now had a perfectly rodentish mound of plumpness and fur. It looked quite unwashed.\n\nWalter blushed and bowed slightly in thanks. \"Heh, appreciated.\" He sheepishly got on his knees and wrapped his arms around Veronica's thighs, burying his nose in her new pussy. He rubbed it around and inhaled deeply of its rank funk. He even snorted up some of the juices and hoped Owen would enjoy the slimy additions.\n\nThe chameleon shuddered and turned various colors. \"Hhhhrnngh! You're not sposta be [i]enjoying[/i] it! I'm punishing you for being such a rudebunny!\" Her knees quivered. She grabbed the back of his head and mashed it in, barely conscious enough of her surroundings to nod for other arcade-goers to skip ahead in line.\n\n(Walter did actually hear a sleepy voice from within his sinuses. \"...Mom?\")\n\nSaid rudebunny's muzzle got shoved right up in that hole, so he licked all over its insides, making sure to rub his nose against the ridged upper area that was a lady's G-spot. He giggled at the sound inside his own head and the super lewd implications of it. He slurped and snorted up more and more stinky slimy pussy juice, and belched wetly right against Veronica's cervix. He wasn't sure how this was meant to be a punishment, but he wanted to make it up to her for not immediately considering her as an option.\n\nThe chameleon was loving the perfect convex curve of Walter's muzzle. She ground against it like she was trying to pillow-suffocate him. All of a sudden, an enormous queef backhanded him: [b]BLART[/b]. It vibrated her labia against his fur and sprinkled him with cunnydroplets.\n\nThat just made him moan and grind in harder! It also made his cock squirt across the ankles of a passerby. Walter redoubled his efforts, determined to eat out his new friend until she came all over him, or her vaginal muscles caved in his skull, whichever happened first.\n\nVeronica clutched the bases of his bunny ears like handlebars and damn near impaled herself on him. She let out adorable gaspy moans for any passersby to hear. She lifted up a leg and locked it around Walter's left shoulder and upper back. A succession of smaller queef aftershocks blew Walter's nostrils open. Her pussy drooled copiously down his shirt collar.\n\nWalter shifted himself so he was on one knee and used the extra leverage to start thrusting his head up into her pussy, stretching it out more and more until the base of his ears were rubbing against the outer labia. He kept sniffing, snorting, sucking and gulping, while also rubbing his head around her inner walls, no doubt driving her crazy. He even kissed her cervix before belching loudly right up into it. He had no clue how that'd feel, but he hoped it'd be good!\n\nVeronica was so overwhelmed, it was just another amazing sensation among many. She was panting, clutching him, using her leg to latch him in inescapably. Saliva trickled down her lips. Her hair was a brown blur. Someone passing by leaned in for a french kiss and she pawed at him for a bit, enjoying the taste of secondhand funnel cakes, before snapping back to Walter. Clenching hard, she leaned way over, actually able to nuzzle his headfur. With a shriek, she came. Her new pussy spasmed, gushed, then clamped down so hard it tore his bunnymuzzle clean off like a paper mask!\n\nWalter was rewarded for his efforts in a shower of goo, and a high-pressure head wrapping. He managed to get out a bit, but Veronica's pussy clamped hard on his muzzle, causing him to fall on his back with a pink, slimy hole in his face with a tongue hanging out. He crossed his eyes to look at it, and attempted to say the words \"Eww, gross!\" but it came out super weird. As such, he merely squinted and grunted, causing himself to fart dryly, but also to regrow his muzzle, which popped into existence as he passed gas. \"Heh, that's a real snapper y'got there! Nearly took my whole darn face off!\"\n\nVeronica tried to respond, but was panting too hard. She looked like a truck crash on legs. But satisfied! She took a deep breath to calm her racing heart. A last shudder sent a squirt of goo bullseyeing between Walter's eyes. She reached down and pulled the bunny snout out of her snatch. Then she spun and flopped towards the snack bar. Elbowing the current customer aside, she slapped Walter's former body part down on the counter. \"Big plate 'a nachos. Cheeseburger. Fries. Two sodas.\" With her order placed, she staggered back to Walter, yanked him off the floor by his ears and damn near tore his head in half kissing him with all her gratitude.\n\nWalter was shocked so little would get so much, but he guessed it was more for the fun than actual value. He stretched a bit while he was down there and was surprised when he got yanked up by the ears, making an [i]eep[/i] and biting his lips. His dick squirted, and he made a mental note to remember he quite liked being handled thusly. When she kissed him he was shocked by the force of it, and wasn't sure if he should kiss back with equal force or just let her do her thing, but it felt like she was trying to jam her face down his throat through his teeth. When she finally let go, he took a few deep, panting breaths and gave her a thumbs up. \"Glad you liked it!\"\n\nShe reached around and honked his tail. \"You're a fun bun for sure.\" She also gave him a swift, playful spank as she passed by. \"I gotta go sit down! Take that as a compliment,\" she grinned. \"Get our food and I'll find a seat.\"\n\nAs she scoped out the tables, their order was already being set down on a tray at the counter. The fat kitty behind the counter had some kind of milking machine on his nips, which appeared to connect to the mustard and ketchup dispensers.\n\nWalter [i]eep[/i]ed again at the tail honking and butt slapping. \"Alright, I'll be right back.\" He giggled to himself inwardly and sniffed the air, still able to smell her pussy on himself. He scurried over to grab the food and stopped briefly to stare at the guy's chest. \"Wow... that's a hot idea!\" He looked down at his burger and took the top off, seeing it lacked the requisite mustard and ketchup. He wondered if the cat guy had done it on purpose. \"Could you, uh... dispense some of those for me, on my burger?\" he asked, nodding to the cat man's nips.\n\nHe grinned like the Cheshire cat, then grabbed his mantits and roughly squashed them around in his paws, making immensely satisfied faces. The mustard and ketchup dispensers started flowing, so Walter would have to quickly insert his burger.\n\nHe did so, picking up the top bun for the ketchup, and the bottom bun with the fixin's for the mustard. He did his best to stay in line with the stuff so as not to miss any, then nodded and said \"When!\" before smooshing the sides together and splattering the condiments in his face and on the cat dude. He just giggled and then thanked the guy before running back to where Veronica was sitting.\n\nThe cat guy moaned really loud.\n\nMeanwhile, one well-satisfied chameleon was draped over her chair, letting her pussy vent steam. Zipper wide open, shorts tugged down where anyone could get a look. \"Oh good! My nachos! Gimme. My fuel tank's on E after that.\" She made little chameleon-grabby motions.\n\nThe rabbit chuckled as he sat down, then handed her over her plate of noms. He took his own, then sniffed the air. Blushing, he looked under the table and gave a naughty giggle. \"Y'know, it amazes me that I can do something like ruin your cunny with my face, and have it rip my nose off, then only minutes later I can still get that perverse enjoyment of peaking at your girlparts under the table.\" He bit into his burger, talking with his mouth full. \"I hope I never get bored of the little things.\"\n\n\"You shouldn't,\" she said, and stuffed a nacho in her mouth. She talked with her mouth full with wild abandon. \"F'm what I read, Hell'sh like that. S'not like Earth with diminifing returnsh. Whatev'r you wanna be naughty, [u]stays[/u] naughty.\" She swallowed. \"Like f'rinstance...\" She stood up and pulled her shorts down to her knees. Then she took the plate of nachos and SAT on it, with a smile of total enjoyment. Soon there were crunching, chewing sounds. She blushed pink, anticipating Walter's reaction.\n\nWalter was finding himself oddly turned on by watching her eat with her mouth open. He knew that would normally annoy him, but the idea of reveling in the disobedience of it was making it so strangely sexy. Plus he started it, really. But when Veronica sat on the plate and he could clearly hear her butthole eating the food, he shuddered, groaned, and he came on the spot. It wasn't his biggest one, but it was pretty decent, like someone had quickly turned a milk hose off and on again a few times under the table. He blushed deeply at having jizzed without any physical stimulation, and his nuts gurgled happily. They were grapefruit sized, and they smooshed comfortably against his thighs. \"That, um... fucking hell that's so damn sexy...\" he mumbled bashfully to her. \"Huge butt lover, anything with butts is the absolute best, Veronica.\"\n\nShe squirmed in delight at his appreciating, smearing cheese and chili all over her cute green tush. \"Thanks! Wanna share?\" She stood up with an audible 'squooorch'ing sound. The cheese stretched and broke off into curly strings. She climbed up onto the table like a cat and turned around, presenting green soft scales covered in a total mess of melted cheese, smashed chips, beans, olives, and chilies. She slurped from her soda and tossed him a wink. \"I love sharing my food...\" she purred.\n\nWalter grinned and nodded, and was just slipping off his chair when she got up on the table. His eyebrows went up and he slowly sat back down, grinning like an idiot, his boner as raging as ever. He leaned forward and started licking over her cute cheeks, rubbing his buck teeth over them now and then, appreciating the greasy aromas. He also took the opportunity to dip his nose down to her plush pussy for another deep sniff before coming back up and stuffing his tongue in her butt mouth. He wrapped his lips around hers and sucked, hoping to get a couple mouthfuls of ABC nachos as well.\n\nVeronica slurped hard on her drink to avoid groaning too loud. She loved playing with her own butt, but having someone else play with it was even better! She playfully smooshed her cheeks over Walter's face and teased his hair with her curly tail. She wrapped it gently around the back of his head to pull him closer. She pooted right in his mouth and it tasted spicy.\n\nWalter could taste the toot and it made him wriggle against her. He sucked on her butt tongues for a while longer while petting her affectionate tail, before pulling away and sitting back in his chair. He let out a wet, ass-and-chili-flavored belch, then patted his belly. \"Delicious rump you got there. Can it burp too, by the way? I mean, I know it can fart, but can it give those big, hearty, resonant belches too?\" He wondered, his cock practically pissing out pre-cum.\n\n\"Oh gosh, I have no idea! I've never tried such a dirty thi-\" [b]BRRRRRRRARRKK[/b] Her ass unleashed a typhoon that blew his ears straight back. It smelled delicious. She guffawed so hard she made the table shake. \"Ha HAA!! Of course I've practiced that!\"\n\nWalter almost fell over, and his cock could be heard squirting the underside of the table for the duration of the butt burp. His balls purred delightedly afterwards. \"Woof! Fucking hell that's sexy!\" He shuddered and stroked his still rock hard dong.\n\nShe giggled some more and 'cleared her throat'. \"Oh! Mind if I taste your burger while I'm up here?\"\n\n\"Yeah, by all means, taste away! Have some fries, too. Heck, drink some of my soda with your butthole, drink soda from both ends! Celebrate your freaky body!\" He was all kinds of happy about the new friend he'd made.\n\nIt took some tongue-curling effort, but she was able to aim her ass enough to pick up a french fry. She was quite proud of herself when she got it all chewed up and vanished.\n\nWalter clapped and nodded out of respect for such a feat. \"I'm impressed, I was expecting you to sit down on them more, but that definitely worked. With enough practice I bet you could cut and eat steak with your ass!\" He chuckled at the mental image of it.\n\n\"Steak...?\" she thought, and wondered to herself how to accomplish such a feat. \"Okay, that was really hard with me trying to look over my shoulder to point my butt. Maybe you could feed me?\" She reached back and mushed her plump cheeks in her paws, giving ample entrance to her holes.\n\nWhen Veronica gave him such open access to her backside, the pervy bun couldn't do much more than stare at it for a while. \"Dear god, that's a really sexy view...\" He shook his head, almost in disbelief before fishing his phone out. \"One sec, putting this on the infernet, definitely,\" he framed the chameleon butt just right, gave a \"Say cheese!\", waited for the response, then clicked the pic. Satisfied, he put his phone away and picked up a few fries, feeding them to the butthole.\n\nShe blushed quite a bit at hearing the camera click, then shivered at thinking of all the pervs who'd be seeing her naked butt! \"I hope I don't have any food stuck in my teeth,\" she fretted. The fries were nice and warm. \"Gimme a bite of your burger too. Hurry up, or I might take some fingers too,\" she teased.\n\nWalter giggled at the thought, then realized he was missing a golden opportunity. He whipped his phone out again and set it to record video instead, then spoke loud and clearly. \"Hey Naughty Level! This is my- uh... is girlfriend okay?\" he asked, suddenly more nervous than he expected to be.\n\nHer head popped up. \"Really? So soon!? Of COURSE it's okay!!\" In a fit of excitement, she lunged backwards for a perfectly-aimed smooch; lips-to-lips. Her tail swished in happiness.\n\nThe rabbit was caught off guard, his phone unable to catch the initial moment of the butt kiss, but he quickly turned it towards himself to show him having a romantic lip lock with his now-girlfriend's cheesy butt. He then broke it off with a dopey giggle and cleared his throat. \"Alright, alright, first day in hell and I've already got a girlfriend. This is pretty rad.\" He continued filming. \"Alright, this is my girlfriend, and she's got a mouth for a butthole! Well, mostly. Anyway, here's a video of her taking a bite of my burger!\" He picked up said burger which already had a couple bites out of it, then turned his phone so it could catch the footage. He brought it up between her cheeks teasingly slow, but then pressed part of it to it. \"Hey, you mind spreading your cheeks so the pervs at home can get a better look?\"\n\n\"BUTT of course!\" Veronica said, and snerked. She bent down, resting her head on the table, and used both hands to really dig in and spread her jiggly ass. Her emerald scales caught tiny glints from all the neon lights. Several furs around them in the food court were watching or taking snapshots too. Veronica played to the camera, chomping off a big bite, then chewing it with gusto, gnashing her teeth and licking her puckered lips with her tongues.\n\n\"Ain't that gorgeous? Listen to that bum chew!\" Walter got the camera in real close to get the sounds and the sights in high detail, then pulled it back slowly. \"What a lovely lizard rump, hunh? And now it's mine! Well, ours, let's be honest. If she wants to let some other guy feed or fuck it, I ain't gonna stop her!\" He said with a shrug. \"Actually I think that's pretty hot. Sharing is caring, as they say. You thoughts, Ver?\"\n\nShe rubbed her cheek on the tabletop. \"Oooooh, I'm conflicted! Hearing you say 'That's mine!' makes my cunt flutter. Gives me the good tingles. On the other hand, letting someone else play with it might make you mad with jealousy and desire, so that could be fun too!\" She giggled.\n\nWalter raised an eyebrow, then gave a quick sign off to his phone before speaking in hushed tones. \"Wait, me saying you're mine turns you on?\" He spoke in hushed tones, like a kid who thought if someone overheard him they'd take his favorite toy away. \"Like... all of you, or just part of you? And do you mean... to do whatever I want with, or just... we're a couple sort of thing?\" His mind was racing with lewd ideas, though he wasn't sure how many of them he'd actually do.\n\n\"Oh geez...\" She covered her face in her curled paws cutely. \"Um, all of it. ALL of that! Everything you just said. Just... to feel wanted is amazing. [i]Desired.[/i] We can be a couple. Or you could write your name on my butt. Or eat me. Or, um, whatever crazy ideas you can come up with!\" She shuddered. It was both frightening and freeing to totally hand over the reigns to him like that, and trust that whatever he'd do would be enjoyable for them both.\n\nWalter nodded excitedly as he listened, but he had some concerns. \"So... what if I want to do things with other people, too? Like, I love the idea of just... doing things with random people I don't know. Sniffing them, crawling up inside them, or biting parts of them off...\" he trailed off, thinking about what other things he'd do, but then gestured the thought away. \"BUT, I'd always come back to you. You'd be my favorite personal toy to do whatever I wanted with between the possibly hundreds of random floozies and johns that pulled my whim at any given moment. Is that something you'd be okay with? 'Cause I really don't want you to get upset about stuff. That'd really suck. So if you're not into that then... well, we'll figure something out at least. I'm willing to compromise if need be.\" He felt weird talking about that sort of thing, but he also felt good being so open about it.\n\n\"I appreciate your honesty. And yeah, that's cool. So long as you're fine with me doing the same. I'm pretty sure neither of us woulda ended up here if we weren't variety junkies. I mean, we've got a whole hugeass afterlife to explore!\" She suddenly snorted. \"...Pun not intended, but enjoyed.\" She wiggled her tush some more. \"Ooh, let's try soda from both ends!\" She took a slurp on her drink and winked her asshole.\n\nThe rabbit smiled warmly, nodding as he held his drink up to Veronica's mouthy bumhole. \"Really feels good to hear it. I was so weirdly worried about it. \"I mean, you're really hot and cute and all that, but you're not a sexy mom, or her toddler, or, like... a nonev squirrel, or...\" He sighed and chuckled, shaking his head. \"I think you get the idea. You're also only one person, so it'd be hard to have a gangbang with just the two of us.\" He picked up what was left of his burger and literally shoved it down his throat so far his fist made a bulge in his neck. When he pulled it back out it was all slobbery. He admired the shiny sliminess for a few seconds before slapping his new girlfriend's green ass to wipe it off.\n\nHer legs were getting shaky from staying perched on the chair, hovering over the table for so long. But still, Veronica found the fortitude to concentrate just enough to give her buttmouth a larynx and a pair of eyes on either cheek. Just long enough to say. \"Hey, I dunno. We could try cloning sometime!\"\n\nWalter gasped and snerked at the sight, covering his mouth as he giggled. \"Man, that's pretty hot, but it's way goofier than it is sexy.\" He sat back in his chair and stretched, looking about. \"Well, I think it's about time we get out of here. I wonder where Joesy is...\"\n\n\"Just watching the show.\" The wolfboy had a big goofy grin on his muzzle, both at startling the bun and appreciating Veronica's hiney. Joesy was carrying a certain little elephant boy in the crook of one arm.\n\n\"Hi!\" Tom said, waving happily. \"I'm food!\" He had the whole top of his head glazed in icing and cinnamon sugar. Joesy took another bite of his elephant ears.\n\nThe rabbit's ears perked up and his head snapped around with a surprised look, then one of happy recognition. \"Hey! Man, you were just [i]waiting[/i] for me to say something, weren't you?\" He shook his head, then nodded to Tom. \"Oh hey, dessert. Get some sweet stuff on your trunk, I wanna bite the end off it,\" he said, gesturing for the youngster to feed him.\n\nTom giggled a whole lot. \"SEE, Joesy!? HE's not shy!\" He grinned at Walter as he dipped his trunk in the icing on his forehead and helpfully extended it. \"I hadda ask him like a quadbillion times to get him to start eatin' people. Finally we found a game where you gotta eat the most mice.\"\n\nThe wolf blushed. \"I only got two down. They were cheering me on and everything. Jaw was just shaking too much from, 'But it's not NICE to prey on others, Joesy'!\"\n\nWalter gave Tom a quick thanks before grabbing the phant boy's trunk, stuffing it in his mouth, biting down into that thick, rubbery flesh with his own blunt bunny teeth, and giving it a hard yank. It made his head whip back when the tearing flesh finally gave way, but it was little price to pay for such a delectable treat. \"Eh, y'get used to it. It's always kinda been a kink for me, so it didn't take me long to give in to it once I found out you could do it any time you want down here.\" He chewed the big chunk of gray and sweetness with his mouth open, letting the nub-nosed boy see what he was doing to what used to be part of him. \"I ate a couple deerkids, too. Well, sort of. One up my nose, the other went up my wiener.\" He swallowed, then burped wetly.\n\nJoesy leaned close in amazement at this revelation, as if he could see the deer kids still moving around inside the bun like a rubber sack. His cheeks were bright red. His expression showed squirming envy. He grumbled, \"Well sure it's easy for YOU, bun! Didn't have your dad leaning over you all the time telling you how wolves have to play nice all the time, when my classmates all smell like cupcakes!\"\n\nThe rabbit smirked at Joesy. \"Yeah, being a Prey will do that. But come on, a natural herbivore that eats people? You gotta admit, that's pretty hot.\" He chuckled, then blushed a bit. \"Man, being down here's really bringing me out of my shell. It's really fun to just... talk about stuff like this right out in the open where anyone else can hear.\" He looked around before raising his voice to a mild shout. \"I want to let a nonev squirrel eat my penis!\" This made his blush deepen even further as he hid his muzzle in his hands like a kid who'd done something naughty.\n\nVeronica had gotten herself down off the chair and turned around by now. Her buttmouth gave a series of hiccuping burps and leaked drool all over the chair. \"These two are super cute, Walter. They both your roommates?\"\n\n\"Oh, yeah Joesy's my room mate. This is Veronica, guys. She's my girlfriend! Either one of you wanna fuck her?\"\n\nVeronica squealed in pleasurable embarrassment and hunched over, reflexively covering her naughty bits. \"Geeez, Walter!\" She was cringing but also grinning hugely and giggling. She looked up to Joesy, who gave her a 'Not bad. I sure would' look.\n\nWalter gave a confident chuckle and hugged Veronica to him with one arm. \"Man, I could even give you some kinda lewd nickname... like cum licker, or something,\" he joked, kissing her on the cheek.\n\nShe squirmed and turned crimson.\n\nTom said, \"My mom says I'm too little to fuck anyone but her until I'm older.\" But his smirk suggested this was more of a suggestion than a hard rule. His voice also sounded a bit pinched from his lack of a trunktip. \"By the way, didja like it, mister bunny? Did it have any snots in it?\" He chortled.\n\n\"Tasted great little guy! Not sure on the snots though. Lots of other flavors messin' around. Couldn't tell if it was snotty. Probably was though.\" He licked his lips and rubbed his belly. \"So, I think we're all good here. Any of you guys got anywhere you wanna head to next?\"\n\n\"I still wanna play games!\" Tom said. He wriggled down from Joesy's arm and shook the floor from his little elephant feet landing. He glomped the wolf's leg in a hug. \"Thanks a lot f'r eating my ears! Don't be shy! It's fun! Friends are food!\"\n\nJoesy blushed and patted the boy's head affectionately, getting a sticky hand. \"Thanks for getting me to try it. Maybe I'll come by sometime and cook you up. Maybe your mom too!\" He licked his lips, thinking of all that nice plump roasted meat.\n\nTom gave the wolf another squeeze, then darted to Walter and Veronica, nuzzling and groping around both of them as well. \"I'm gonna stay here. See ya later! Here, have some of me too!\" He wiggled his ears indicating they should tear off what was left and enjoy.\n\nWalter was becoming quite quick to indulge in the resident weirdness, so he promptly reached out, put a hand on Tom's head, then grabbed his ear with the other before giving a surprisingly strong tug on it. The sound of tearing flesh made his bunny dick leak a few drops of pre on the floor, and he kindly bowed to Tom. \"Great meetin' you bud. And eatin' you too!\" He took a big bite out of the ear and tipped it to the phant like one might tip their glass to acknowledge someone's comment.\n\nVeronica also liberated an ear and nibbled, making 'Mmmm!' sounds. Tom looked delighted. It had felt as satisfying as pulling apart velcro. \"Thanks! Bye! Thanks!\" Then he toddled off towards the arcade cabinets. He gave his head a shake to grow all his bits back, and flung dollops of icing on several people. He used a lady's skirt for a towel to wipe his face off. She gave him a playful butt-to-face bump to shoo him off.\n\nJoesy plopped down in a chair between Walter and Veronica. He looked relieved, like a weight was off his shoulders. \"There's something just plain great about finally doing something you've been scared of all your life. And in this place, I can! Like, without consequences! I can bite down and there's no screaming and crying and calling the cops. I don't wanna hurt anyone. I just wanna y'know, be wolfy.\" A thought occurred. \"Speaking of food, I doubt it's what you two had in mind, but I was thinking of picking up some groceries. The apartment's getting bare. Especially now that there'll be a pudgy bunny in it.\" He gave Walter's deer gut a poke.\n\nThe rabbit giggled, playfully smacking at Joesy's hand as his belly gurgled. \"Y'know, I'm weirdly down for that! As dull as grocery shopping always was when I was alone, I gotta see what it's like here!\" He gave a naughty grin and wrung his hands together. \"Oh man, I wonder if I can just, like... shove a cereal box up some girl's butt? You think she'd notice?\" He was surprisingly excited, considering the usual banality of the destination's usual condition in the land of the living. \"Will we be taking another bus to get there? I get the feeling they're not all piss buses. Curious what else we might see. Damn, I feel like such a tourist!\" he laughed, then gave a contented sigh... Then he farted. \"Woops, s'cuse me. Burgers and elephant.\"\n\nJoesy looked to Veronica to answer the question, picking up a vibe that she seemed to have been here longer. Longer than three days at least.\n\n\"There's lots of transportation, but mostly just what I've read about on my phone,\" she said. She casually reached up and pulled it out from under one of her big chameleon eyelids. \"Buses. There's a subway. We could just walk and see what happens to us along the way. Or hitchhiking!\" She shivered at the possibilities. Then she sat bolt upright as a naughty idea struck her.\n\nShe leaned forward with a naughty, challenging smile. \"Though... are we talking about getting groceries here... or in [i]Sunnyside?[/i]\"\n\nWalter felt himself reflexively gasp at her tone alone, then he blushed when he realized what that would entail. \"Oh god... we totally could, couldn't we?\" He looked to Joesy, wanting to gauge his reaction. \"I mean, it's not like we'd actually get into any REAL trouble... right?\" He was clearly nervous, but his visible hard-on showed just how excited he was too.\n\nThe wolf blanched. \"Technically, no, but... But I'm so horrrrrny right now!\" he whined.\n\nVeronica was nearly vibrating. \"Yes! Me too! That's what makes it so fun! I mean, we're pretty much bound to get caught. That'll make it even hotter!\"\n\nThe wolf squirmed and squirmed, but did not veto the idea.\n\nVeronica grabbed Walter's arm and rubbed her cheek on the fluff. \"Let's do it! Right now! I can't believe I'm even suggesting such a thing, but I think you give me courage, Walter.\"\n\nThe bunny boy took inventory of all the risks he figured would be involved, then nodded with a look of determination on his face. \"Alright. Let's do it. Let's go grocery shopping... in Sunnyside!\" He pumped a fist in the air valiantly, then took three steps forward before stopping to look back at the others. \"Wait, don't we have to, like... get dressed and stuff first? Or... wasn't there something about that place having daily or weekly normalcy rules?\"\n\nJoesy stood up too. His body language was still hesitant, but he wanted to be bold too. \"We could... just go over like this, and see what happens to us?\" That would be quite a spectacle. He was dripping with icing and boy blood, Veronica had ass and pussy slime trails all down her legs, and Walter was practically a modern art masterpiece with all his stains.\n\nWalter blinked, considering the idea. He turned to Joesy with a look of near awe. \"Oh fuck... Dude, that's a great idea!\" He stroked his chin, eyes flitting back and forth as he ran over his thoughts. \"We go over there like this, maybe get punished, maybe just... get picked up by someone, and they sort of orient us to what's going on over there. They'd give us appropriate clothes and everything! And it'd get the idea of being punished out of the way real quick, just rip the band-aid off on it!\" He planted his fist in his palm in an authoritative manner. \"Alright then, that's what we'll do. We'll walk over there like this and just... see what happens! Don't even bother being stealthy, just... nngh... let the people stare and gawk and... yeah...\" He blushed deeply, the thought of 'Normal Folks' seeing him all heavily stained as he was, knowing full well what he was covered in, and what was inside of him. His wiener squirted some pre-cum on a passing fellow.\n\n(The passing fellow did not notice. He was headed off to the TEST YOUR STRENGTH booth where a squirrel guy was hooked up to e-stim equipment, and arcade patrons tried to light him up with their swings.)\n\n\"Cool! Let's go get punished!\" Veronica said, with a tingly quaver in her voice. She took Walter's hand gently in his and headed for the arcade's exit.\n\nJoesy swiveled his head at all the fucking and messing continuing to go on, but knew he could always come back later. \"We've got a whole eternity, after all,\" he muttered.\n\nAt the entrance, two lesbian fruit bats came in. Wing-in-wing and joined at the facial piercings. Walter ogled them briefly, asking to and then giving one a boobhonk. \n\nHe could see outside: the same deep purple night the region had been when he arrived. Veronica waited until the door closed, then reached out to swiftly turn a knob that might have been mistaken for a thermostat.\n\nHe waited tentatively, his little bunnytail twitching and his ears swiveling reflexively, his heart thump-thump-thumping in his chest.\n\nWhen she opened the door, Walter was hit with a faceful of sunny yellow sunshine!\n\nHe had to squint and put a hand up, his eyes clearly not ready for that kind of lighting change. Still, he stepped forward and followed his girlfriend over the threshold, on towards a place of far, far more rules than the one they'd left.\n\n\n***\n\n\nThe trio exited the arcade, and when Veronica pulled the door shut behind them, it ceased to exist. When they all stopped blinking, they saw that the landscape remained fundamentally the same on the other side, but with interesting changes. Such as, the arcade was now a very family-friendly outdoor church carnival. Balloons and clowns and face-painting and circus tents and games and food and other wholesome activities, with religious symbology everywhere. All the furs were dressed in their Sunday best, and sometimes the ruffles covered interesting bulges.\n\nWalter was breathing in audible gulps of air. He had to look down to make sure his heart wasn't visibly smashing its way out of his chest. He grabbed a hand from each of his friends and then looked to each of them. His brain was going haywire on him, giving him so many conflicting signals. He looked around at the many crosses and such, his face screwing up in mild confusion. \"Oh god... the other side to Turvytown... is Catholic?\" He didn't know why that particular detail messed with his head, but the idea of a place in Hell adorned heavily with those particular symbols seemed ironic as heck.\n\n\"Not quite,\" Veronica corrected, brushing the hair from her eyes which she had wisely used as makeshift sunglasses. \"It's kind of... cartoon religion? If that makes sense? Exaggerated and obnoxious. So you wanna corrupt it.\"\n\nJoesy nodded. \"So, like the animated Christmas specials on VHS my family used to watch.\"\n\n\"Exactly!\" Veronica agreed. \"Imagine taking all those squeaky-clean blue-eyed children in the backroom and making 'em fuck.\"\n\nWalter's lips pursed and his ear twitched. He nodded slowly. \"Okay... okay, I follow, I follow.\" He looked over at the crowd of folks, licking his lips. \"So... okay... how do we want to do this? Go as long as we can until we get caught or just, like... go in all oogy-boogy and hump things until the cops arrive?\" he asked, looking back and eyeing up a plump beaver woman in a sundress.\n\n\"Or, you can get CAUGHT RIGHT NOW!!!\" With a triumphant cackle, the beaver woman whirled around, ripping off her tearaway sundress and fat suit underneath, revealing the pristine navy blue uniform of... [i]OFFISA TIDDIES![/i]\n\nJoesy immediately dropped to his knees and put his wrists out to be cuffed. \"Oh shit! Don't kill us!!\"\n\n\"OH YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!\" Walter's prey instinct kicked in and he bolted, doing a surprisingly fast about-face and then sprinting away with the speed only a rabbit's legs could give. Every now and then he'd hop left or right, but he never looked back.\n\nVelvetiron's eyes twinkled with glee that the bun was not going to make this easy. That meant more fun! \"Not so fast, you sinful evildoer!!\" Carnival-goers began looking around, shocked and gasping, to see who was transgressing. Some of them covertly rubbed their crotches when Clampanessa's head was turned. Rather than give chase, the beavercop planted herself in a stance and reeled back her right arm like a fishing rod, then sent it whipping forward, the arm extending like an endless furry grappling hook. Or a bunny-seeking missile.\n\nWalter did his honest best, but realworld speed wasn't gonna beat cartoon physics. He yelped (and peed a little) when he felt the literal long arm of the law clamp down on his tail hard enough to keep him in place. Only then did he look back, getting to see just how screwed he was. She hadn't moved an inch! She'd just stretched her arm at him! Some part of his brain felt cheated, but the rest of it was damn near thankful the chase had been cut short. Still he struggled against the arm, at least for the first several feet. After that he was too busy panting and trying to catch his breath from the sudden burst of exertion.\n\nOfficer Clampanessa turned her left nipple into a crank handle and began rotating it, dragging the poor caught bunny back to face justice. Her uniform was much longer and more modest now, yet also tighter. The crisp seams hugged her athletic curves. And it made the club-length chub in her pants extremely noticeable.\n\nVeronica had been watching, and now figured she was already in enough trouble, she might as well add to it by getting close and hugging the beavergal's leg to rub her scaly cheek all up and down that firm, heartbeat-pounding khaki-wrapped length. She nuzzled it and sniffed deeply. \"Mmmm, musky cop odor,\" she murmured.\n\nVelvetiron pretended not to notice, as she had a bunny to deal with. She dangled him effortlessly in the air above her face. \"I knew it!\" she boomed gleefully. \"Not in town even twenty-four hours, and already up to no good! LOOK at you! Not only naked, but covered in- [i]What[/i] are these stains!?\" She sniffed. \"My goodness! Filthy! You're a filthy, dirty bunny, letting your nice white fur get all messy like this!\" Her speech was loud enough to be heard by pedestrians a block away.\n\nThe rabbit squirmed, causing himself to twist back and forth on his tail uncomfortably, but that somehow added to the hotness of the whole debacle. He groaned, splayed his toes, hid his face in his hands, and his cock drooled long, dangling drips of pre-cum. He was on display for everyone to see, covered in all manner of gross stuff, and he smelled like a dumpster someone had been using as a toilet! And he LOVED how embarrassing it all was! His face was lit up like a pink neon sign, and he was sweating heavily. He couldn't wait to see what ol' OFFISA TIDDIES would do to him.\n\nFolks gathered around to gawk and point at the naughty bun. Walter could hear their laughter at his stinky nudeness. Velvetiron twirled him back and forth. \"Such filth belongs in the rubbish bin, don't you think? Why, here's one right here!\" she said, and looked directly at Joesy.\n\nThe wolf looked up in alarm, then quickly connected the dots.\n\nHer evil grin faded just long enough to give him a quick, 'If you're okay with this?' glance.\n\nHe gulped, hesitated a bit, but then nodded. He'd wanted his first time eating Walter to be someplace private, but having it thrust upon him in public was terrifically exciting.\n\nClampanessa stomped on the end of the wolf's tail and the whole top of his head swung open, just like a kitchen trash can lid. Walter was held above a circle of teeth and saliva.\n\nThe rabbit looked around at all the people, eyes darting from one to another. He waved at a particularly cute otter girl before he heard mention of a trash can. He whipped his head around looking for it before he looked down and saw the gaping jaws of his friend. His blush deepened and his dick dripped pre onto Joesy's waiting tongue. \"Oh crud... you're gonna shove me right in there, aren't you??\" He spoke in a gasping, breathy tone, half nervous, half excited about his apparent 'punishment'. He was gonna get swallowed whole! He'd had bits of himself eaten, but he'd never been in a belly before!\n\n\"Just a quick run through, to get you properly cleaned up,\" she reassured. Then she cast an eye down to where Veronica was still lost in worshiping her bulge. \"And don't think I've forgotten about YOU, you naughty lawbreaker!\" Before the chameleon could even 'eep', Velvetiron's beaver tail reshaped into a huge waffley hand and gripped her around the middle like a toy doll. The Hellguardian readjusted her grip on Walter's tail, then dunked him down Joesy's open throat like a donut in a coffee cup. The wolf's esophagus was now completely around his head!\n\nWalter gulped, then took a deep breath as his whole head was engulfed in his wolf friend's throat with an audible [b]glrk[/b]! It felt so weird to the rabbit, his head surrounded by tight, slick warmth. But he wasn't feeling claustrophobic at all. It made him moan, which in turn vibrated the walls of Joesy's esophagus. The naughty bun even found himself reaching down (from his perspective) to stroke his own boner!\n\nMuffled, he could hear from outside, \"Your degeneracy knows no bounds!\" He even heard some passers-by laughing at the show. \"Well let's fix that,\" Clampanessa said. \"Get in there!\" Before he could wonder what that meant, Walter felt his asshole violently intruded-upon by what felt exactly like a chameleon's head.\n\nThat caused an immediate reaction as his legs straightened out, his toes splayed out, and his balls contracted, shooting out lengthy rope after rope of cum from his little dick. Having such a sensitive backdoor mixed well with sudden large insertions through it. After a full minute's worth of jizzing, the rabbit fell slack, panting heavily on air that didn't exist, basically inhaling a bit of Joesy's inner throat and causing the bulge in the wolf's neck to show a surprisingly detailed outline of the bunny boy's teeth.\n\nOfficer Clampanessa was noticeably derelict in her stern punishment to allow time for the bun boy to come and recover. Also to allow Veronica's little scaly paws to sneak around to her cloaca and pummel it lovingly. When the beaver felt they'd enjoyed themselves enough, she tensed her arm and punched down HARD on Veronica's cloaca, turning the girl into a boxing mitt. She powered through, forcing both bunny and chameleon through Joesy's intestinal tract in one power-packed punch, turning them both into a flood of fudgey warm shit. Joesy came buckets on the sidewalk as his anus stretched to pass two whole fursons' worth of wolf manure.\n\nWalter was very quickly subjected to one of the oddest feelings he could ever have experienced, being squished so tightly, and then turned to smelly mush in the blink of an eye. It happened slowly enough that he could feel the whole process, but so fast that it like something between diving into seltzer water, and getting shoved through a blender. Parts of his head in particular ended up further ahead of the rest of their partner, like his eyes and ears, one of which he could feel nearby what he was pretty sure was his belly button. Meanwhile his legs came apart in several places, getting thoroughly mixed up with Veronica's mass to the point where it felt more like he had a swiss cheese snake tail than proper legs. When the cool air hit him, his form shuddered, splutting and plapping against the pavement. Once he was all out, his eyeballs rather cartoonishly appeared on top and opened, looking bleary and unfocused. He couldn't talk (most of his mouth was somewhere touching a lung), and he couldn't hear (he had no idea where either of his ears were), but he could clearly see the crowd laughing, gawking, and sneakily touching themselves.\n\nVeronica was similarly discombobulated. Joesy was laid out flat like a pelt on the sidewalk, head swimming from sensory overload, tail up in the air, hindquarters a brown mess, and cum gluing his stomach fur.\n\n\"There we go! Punishment accomplished!\" Clampanessa said cheerfully. \"Now let's just make you lot of criminal scum presentable.\" From seemingly nowhere she drew a brass nozzle and pointed it at the two piles of poop and a wolf. \"You get to drink from the FIRE HOSE!!\"\n\nIce cold water gushed out, blasting all three perpetrators into smears. Onlookers yelped and scrambled to get out of the way of the deluge. Some got soaked, revealing pointy nipples. Some got their pans splashed, and were then chased after by the Fun Police for peeing their pants in public.\n\nWalter attempted to gasp in shock when the cold water hit him, but lacking a mouth he was unable to. It wasn't until a few seconds later that he managed to turn over onto his stomach and crawl to his hands and knees panting. He looked down at the ground where he respawned and noticed it was bone dry, as was he. The bunny sat up on his knees and looked down at himself. \"Ugh... this is just SO not me...\"\n\nWhen Veronica realized she had a head again, and a body, and eyes to blink, she looked at herself and her friends, and nearly shrieked. Somehow they had been reconstituted in the most humiliating pastel school uniforms ever! She was in a bubblegum-pink jumper with a pleated skirt and poofy frilly bloomers. And her hair was in pigtails! With bows!! Walter and Joesy were wearing sky-blue overalls with embroidered duckies on the front. Both had cute little neckties and neatly-combed hair.\n\nVelvetiron could barely contain her chortles. \"Much better!\"\n\nWalter was pulling at the oddly comfortable clothes. They hugged a bit tight in the crotch and butt, but the rest of it fit exactly as his liked. Too bad he looked like a suburban mom's toddler out for a day at the park. Eventually he stood up and looked back at his friends, then to Clampanessa. He waved to her, his other hand scratching the back of his head. \"Thanks for that. Really, ah, washed the naughtiness right out of me!\" he lied. \"In the meantime, we were heading out for groceries. Could you please point us to the nearest grocery store?\"\n\nShe gasped lightly in approval at this sudden change of attitude. \"Why yes, young man! The Knowledge Of Good And Evil Mart is right over there. Or a little further ahead, you can see the sign of the Galaxie Fooderia just above the roof of Niceburger. I'm very glad to see you've chosen to walk the straight and narrow path from now on.\" She leaned closer to whisper, \"...And even more glad to see you having fun and making friends. Keep it up, Walter.\"\n\nThe rabbit blushed and bowed. \"Gee thanks ma'am!\"\n\nShe turned to the wolf. \"Ditto to you, Joesy,\" she whispered. \"And keep your nose clean,\" she added, as she swiped her cleavage across his muzzle.\n\nHe'd been petrified in horror at his sissy clothing, but the boob-touch left him speechless in a wholly different, much more enjoyable way.\n\nWalter walked over to the other two to hold their hands and walk towards their destination. \"Alright, well that was wild as heck. Bet it felt real intense for you, eh?\" He said to Joesy with the wiggle of an eyebrow.\n\nThe wolf teen was still pretty addled from getting his nose boobied, on top of everything else. \"I feel reborn,\" he gurgled.\n\nVeronica twirled over to the boys, enjoying how it made her pigtails fly up in the air. \"You guys look ridiculous! Maybe instead of groceries I should read you a storybook and feed you milk bottles!\" She tickled under their chins.\n\nWalter stuck his tongue out at her. \"Nah, I'm not into that stuff. Well, not normally. Might let Tom's mom do that, but that's different. Also, you'd look real good with a fat set of, uh...\" he looked around before whispering, \"[i]boobs[/i], in that outfit.\"\n\nVeronica looked down at her mostly-flat lizard chest. \"Huh? Never saw much practical use for them. Aside from making boys stupid, of course.\" She patted her ass cheeks with both hands. \"Besides, I already got these! Anyway, yeah, let's go defile these cutesy costumes, and then I'll help you carry your foods back to your apartment,\" she said with a hint of implication.\n\nIt made sense that, while Turvytown was cloaked in naughty nightness, Sunnyside was eternally sunny. The day was bright with bustling small town sounds, birds chirping, children laughing, groans of repressed lust, etc.. Some furs looked like they were enjoying the pleasant day unironically, but plenty more seemed blushy and fidgety. Some were tugging too-short clothing down to conceal their bits. Some were furtively looking around for a secluded place to find some relief. Some of the bushes were wiggling. A crocodile lady was crossing the street in a voluminous dress, which was kind of shaped like her husband hidden underneath and breastfeeding.\n\nWalter found himself blushing and having to fix his overalls a bit as he saw the various people walking about. He could tell some of them were barely hiding their sexiness, and others were nearly flaunting it, daring someone to call out their prominent and bizarre bulges. He openly gawked at the croc lady, smacking his dry lips in her direction as they passed. \"Man... How is this place somehow MORE lewd than Turvytown? There's this... electric feeling in the air, y'know?\" He looked the other way and saw a squirrel woman bending down rather demurely to smell some flowers. He tried to crane his head around to see up her skirt but couldn't quite manage it. \"The urge to just... run over and shove my face under someone's skirt is really up there, too. I wanna see if any girls got wieners, or extra bits all snugged up in their panties.\" His tightly hugged cock throbbed in his pastel outfit.\n\nJoesy followed behind, nodding strenuously at everything Walter was saying. \"I think I get the genius of this place. You can do whatever you want in Turvytown, but then you come here and gotta NOT do that. So it's like it refills your 'this is dirty' meter.\"\n\nVeronica nodded and consulted something on her phone. \"I agree. And plus, if you really wanna be openly lewd here, you could become an imp. Not sure how though. Nothing says, so maybe it's just random?\"\n\nThe rabbit turned to look at Veronica with a raised eyebrow. \"Imp, hunh? What do they do? Also,\" he switched to a whisper, \"do you think some folks might allow you to do stuff as long as you don't rat them out and vice versa? Like... ask someone to eat their poo?\"\n\n\"There's always a risk in that!\" Veronica said authoritatively. \"They might say yes and drag you behind a dumpster for some fun. Or they might rat you out anyway, since that's what gets them off. Good thing I spent all that time huddled in my room reading the handbook, huh?\"\n\nWalter nodded. \"Yeah, I kinda figured. There must be a ton of people here with all kinds of kinks. Exhibitionists wanting to do lewd things in public where they know they're not supposed to, voyeurs who wanna see that stuff, or just see people get punished. Not just the underlying filth and weirdness kinks, but the bigger blanket ones, too.\" He looked over and saw a smiling lioness standing with her lower half covered by a bush in a wooden planter. He watched her for a while, unsure if she was actually doing anything naughty on the other side of the obstruction, or if she just happened to be standing there.\n\nVeronica nodded, happy to see he was a quick study. \"And as for an imp, I think I see one.\" As the boys turned their heads, she quickly swiveled them back around manually. \"Don't look!! They're \"not really there\",\" she said, making quote marks in the air with her fingers. \"So if you notice them you're Being Weird and might get punished.\"\n\nWalter did his best to see if he could find the imp in his peripheral vision while giving a mild mannered look around.\n\nSomething furtive and purple was sneaking around the park, heading towards the squirrel lady. Joesy tried to appear as if his attention was on some passing clouds. The purple thing turned out to be a mouse kid, hued all over like he was made of purple plastic, with devil horns and a pointy tail. He ran up to the squirrel's bum and motorboated her cheeks like he was apple bobbing. She clapped a paw over her mouth to keep from yelping. Sweat dripping down her face, she tried her best to keep up the appearance of merely appreciating the flowers as the imp sniffed and snorted and licked and humped her leg and did basically anything he felt like with her lower body.\n\nWalter couldn't help but give sideways glances at it every couple of seconds, but he kept his head facing just forward enough so he wasn't actively looking at it. Once the incident was out of eyeshot he leaned over to Veronica to whisper at her \"But how do they know what they're doing is okay with the person if the person has to pretend not to notice it?\" He could feel his dick still very warm and stiff in his clothes, pulsing at the thought of being targeted by an imp, or some day getting to be one himself.\n\nVeronica nodded. \"Uh huh. I might've mentioned the safeword at the arcade. If there's ever anything you don't want, just say, \"My teacup is full.\" That'll always be respected. But the general idea is, it's more fun to just let stuff happen and give it a fair try before saying no.\" She tittered at seeing the imp finish up with the squirrel, then casually pull off her tail to wipe his crotchmess off with. He kept it for a scarf as he pranced away to go cause more mischief. The squirrel lady started fingering her tailless rump and the little itchy nub left now.\n\nWalter nodded, agreeing with the sentiment of the rule. \"Yeah, that makes sense. Mind you, I'm feeling really voyeury right now. I wanna snoop on people, see if I can spot people being weird, or showing off what they're hiding. Maybe someone'll have a thing like you, eh?\" he elbowed Veronica softly with a wink. \"Would love to watch a lady just slip something under her skirt for it to disappear, leave a trail of crotch goo as she walked.\" He was gazing off into the distance like a corporate manager imagining how much money a new wing on their mall would make.\n\n\"Why wait?\" the chameleon said with a smirk. She turned back, \"Hey Joesy! Find me something to fit in me. Anything! Your choice.\"\n\nThe wolfboy's eyebrows went up. He'd still been preoccupied with imp thoughts. He cast his eyes around. A fire hydrant? Nah, she wouldn't be able to take that with her. A brick? Too boring. Then he noticed some kids nearby scooting around an RC car. He snickered. He elbowed Veronica, who got the idea and knelt as if she were tying her shoe.\n\n\"Okay, but you guys gotta cover for me somehow!\" she hissed as she began tugging her bloomers down. Making an inviting tunnel to drive a car into.\n\nWalter raised an eyebrow then blushed, looking around. \"Um, alright... ah...\" he was happy Joesy had seen the racecar, 'cause the best thing he could find was a raccoon in a frilly dress on a tricycle. He nodded to Veronica and moved up beside her, looking down at his phone. He figured while they setting up might be a good time to check out some other functions on it. Maybe it had a remote camera? That would make snooping a whole lot easier, but with less of a chance to get caught. What about a sort of Sunnyside weirdo dating app? Or would that just be a great way to get caught doing weird things? Hmmm...\n\nThe AI noticed his intent. The screen flashed, \"YOU MAY WISH TO TRY HUSHFUK: SUNNYSIDE'S NUMBER ONE COVERT INDISCRESTION CONNECTION APPLICATION.\"\n\nWhile Walter was blocking the view, Joesy went over to the kids to get them in on the idea. They assured him they could get another car easy, so it didn't matter if they 'lost' this one. Everyone scouted around for police activity. A burly bulldog in blue was patrolling a few blocks away but seemed more interested in some fidgeting in a phone booth. The kid with the remote lined up his shot. Veronica whispered, \"Walter, hold my paw so I don't scream my head off when it goes in.\"\n\nThe rabbit was a bit busy downloading and flipping through the HushFuk app he'd just been suggested, but he caught the gist in time to reach down and give Veronica a hand to grip. \"Feel free to not be gentle, I'm sure it won't hurt me that bad.\" He actually wasn't that sure, but it was a day of risks so heck, why not? In the meantime he got back to looking at all kinds of soccer/church mom-looking folks with pics of themselves revealing their tits to a camera. One chick even had three boobs! Nice.\n\nVeronica fumed a little. \"Excuse me! Here I am trying to be nice and you're voyeuring in the wrong direction, you dick! Now look at me take a car up my ass or I'll...\" she fumbled. \"...I [i]won't[/i] pull your dick off!\"\n\nWalter had a pursed lips look as he spied a mom with her kid also naked in the pic before doing a double take. He blushed deeply and grinned sheepishly. \"S-sorry! I just... I got so caught up in trying to look distracted that I, uh... got distracted. My bad! Eyes firmly locked on lizard butt now! Thanks for getting me out of my phone.\" He dutifully looked right down at Veronica's lovely, weird butthole, doing his best to ignore his insistent boner, and its no doubt leaky neediness.\n\nShe noticed it leaving a wet spot soaking through his overalls, and nodded. \"Better.\" A quick check for cops, then she gave a thumbs-up to the remote control kid.\n\nFrom across the street came the squeal of a little electric motor and the scrape of tires on asphalt. The little dune buggy rocketed across the empty street, locked on target.\n\nVeronica could feel her cloaca lubricating itself in readiness. She needed Walter's hand to steady her both emotionally and physically, as her knees were getting weak from anticipation.\n\nFinally, the little car revved and pumped its shocks to hop the curve and hit her lizardhole like an arrow.\n\nVeronica bit down a scream. It was sudden, hard, jagged, and much bigger than anything she'd ever taken up there before! She immediately stood up and had to lean on Walter for support, crying and panting from the intensity in her sore puss.\n\nWalter caught her swiftly and gave a shudder, his mental library of pornographic images getting updated with a lovely little video of an RC car schlooping up a lizard pussy. He gently humped against her, panting slightly as he played it back in his head a few times, then kissed her cheek. \"Excellent, Ver. Great start. Thanks for indulging me a bit there.\" He straightened up his overalls and noticed a cool wetness at his crotch. He looked down to see a wet spot the size of a loonie right at the tip of his dick bulge, which was right above his left thigh. He blushed at it, then tried to ignore it. Maybe no one would notice? \"Well, let's get going then. Lots more stuff to see at the grocery store.\"\n\nThe little lizard panted hard. \"Yes. Groceries. Though I think you're going to have to prop me up like a crutch.\" She groaned suddenly and Walter could hear loud, angry digestion sounds going on in her tummy. Metal and plastic being crushed.\n\nJoesy came running up from where the kids were high-fiving. \"Are you allright!?\"\n\nShe nodded weakly. \"Sure, crutch number two.\" She draped herself over his and Walter's shoulders, letting them bear her weight. She shuddered and a back wheel fell out from under her dress to clack on the sidewalk, dripping with goo. \"Let's go. Quick.\" A piece of bent fender fell out next.\n\nThe rabbit's ear twitched when he heard the gurgling, grinding sounds, so he looked down in time to see the slimy wheel fall out and bounce. He bit his lip and shivered, then looked forward. \"Alright, that's two really hot mental porn videos I got out of this. Sick. If there's anyway to upload those to my phone somehow, that'd be awesome, but I get the feeling even this place can't do that.\" He and Joesy held Veronica up fairly easily, allowing her ample time for recovery.\n\nHis phone pipped. The screen read: \"YOU'D BE SURPRISED. SIMPLY INSERT ME IN YOUR EAR HOLE FOR DIRECT UPLOAD.\"\n\nWalter's eyes went wide and he pulled his phone out. He then rather roughly jammed it in his earhole, making him go a bit braindead for a second. Once his functions returned he pulled the phone out, looked around, then held it in front of Veronica's mouth. \"Here, suck the earwax off this for me?\"\n\n\"Eeeew! Teacup!\" she yelped. \"Don't ask me to explain it, but even though poop is fine, earwax tastes nasty to me. Maybe with some acclimation therapy but not right now.\"\n\nHe immediately jerked the phone away from her, his ears drooping. \"Oh wow, sorry about that! I'll make a mental note for the future. You want it, Joesy?\"\n\n\"Heck, I'll do it. I've eaten the rest of you anyway.\" Joesy took the phone and slurped it clean. He made a strange face. \"Yeah, Veronica, alright, I get it. That's an acquired taste.\" He wrinkled his nose. \"Reminds me of cheese rinds.\"\n\nWalter nodded, then put his phone away. \"Yeah, I never liked it much either. Guess I should've figured that would be a pretty rare one.\" He gave a sheepish chuckle, then readjusted Veronica's lean on him.\n\n\"Don't mind nibbling these though,\" she said, and reached up to brush a soft bunny ear across her lips. \"Mmmm.\" She hiccuped and dropped half a motor and some assorted plastic fragments, all dripping. A pigeon flew down and started pecking one quizzically.\n\nThe bunny heard the motor hit the ground and looked down at it, blushing and giggling to himself at the knowledge of where it had been. He hoped the pigeon enjoyed the liquids all over it. His ears instinctively twitched at being moved around by someone else, but he let it happen. The sensitivity of them made him tweak out when Veronica got her lips on them, his head shaking. \"Let's get a move on for now, don't wanna get tailed by Officer Boobsalot with all that stuff falling out of you.\"\n \nJoesy's ears perked. He'd been transfixed by Veronica's moist aromas. \"Right! Right, we were gonna get food. Uh...\" He felt around for his phone. He tapped it and held it horizontally, enunciating, \"Dammit, grocery store.\"\n \nThe phone peeped. Dammit, the virtual assistant, chimed, \"The nearest supermarket is only three blocks away.\" And a red dotted line was projected on the sidewalk ahead.\n \nWalter raised an eyebrow at the indicator that came up on the ground. \"Hunh. Should've figured the phones would be able to do magic stuff like that.\" He tilted his head and stroked his chin as he walked. He then took his phone out. \"Hey, uh... phone? Can you like... materialize objects out of thin air?\"\n \nThe wolf teen chuckled at the bun's unfamiliarity with technology. He held up his phone again. \"Dammit, what's the weather like?\"\n\nShe replied, \"It is 72 degrees Fahrenheit and sunny, as it always is in Sunnyside. Duh.\"\n\nHe cast a look at Walter, hoping he'd pick up on it.\n \nIt took the rabbit longer than he liked to admit to parse that the Dammit in spoken sentence wasn't the same dammit one would emit when asking the void where the hell his keys had run off to. He smacked his forehead. \"Man, that's a... oh, right. Hell. Damn it. Nevermind, was gonna say the name was obtuse but whatever.\" He cleared his throat. \"Dammit, can you materialize objects out of thin air? Like... a ball, maybe?\" He kept having to check that he was following the dotted line properly while they walked.\n \nThe same pleasant electronic voice issued from Walter's phone. \"As all you see around you is the construction of willpower, yes, I technically could borrow some of yours to do as you have requested. But the spontaneous creation of matter would completely fuck the economy. Or the illusion of one.\"\n \nWalter blinked. \"... Ah. Fair point. Had not considered that.\" He nodded. \"Thanks, uh... Dammit. You've been very helpful.\" He then put the phone away. \"Yeah heck, that makes a lot of sense. Why go out to the grocery store when your phone can just make the food itself?\"\n \nVeronica snickered. \"Once we all get good at personal portals and hammerspace, you won't need to ask your phone to make stuff for you.\" That sparked an idea. She reached behind Walter's ear and pulled out a little white object, like a Grandpa doing a magic trick. It had PRP written on it.\n\nWalter reached up behind his ear to check if anything else was there, then realized what had likely been done.\n\n\"Pussy repair pill,\" she explained. She gulped it, then looked all around for nosy busybodies. All she saw was a couple of naughty eyes in a bush, which was probably fine. The chameleonlass tail curled up as she grunted, bore down, and expelled the rest of the RC car in one immensely-satisfying SPLOOSH of toy parts and vadge goo. \"[b]UHHHHHGGHHNN![/b] [i]MUCH[/i] better!\"\n\nWalter watched it all happen. He gave a slight shudder and coughed once the thing came out. \"Yeah, that's... that's definitely hot. Mind you there's been very little I've seen here that I'm not into so that's not exactly news.\" He smiled sheepishly, then continued walking along. \"Really curious to see the folks there, what they might be doing. Wait, do we actually have groceries to go there for?\" he asked, turning to Joesy.\n \n\"Yeah. Fridge 'n cabinets were stocked when I arrived, and I've eaten pretty much all of it by now. So... bread, sandwich stuff, cereal, frozen dinners. If you wanna just walk around lookin' up skirts, I'll take the cart and do the actual shopping,\" he offered.\n \nThe pervy rabbit's cheeks went pink and he gave a quick look around, a mischievous grin on his face and a bit of a bulge in his front. \"Like, seriously? You're cool with that? Are... are other people cool with that? 'Cause uh... yeah, I'd kinda really like to just... y'know...\" he gave a lecherous giggle, then cleared his throat. \"Uh. Sure, if you don't mind. I'll do the proper shopping next time, then.\"\n \nJoesy shrugged. \"I mean... that's pretty much the point of this place, far as I can tell. Imps get to fuck around with impunity-\" He paused, then realized the pun and snorted. \"But yeah, what's the fun of covering up your sins if no one's ooglin' for 'em?\" He gave his cock a honk.\n \n\n***\n\n\nUp ahead, the supermarket came into view. The Galaxie Fooderia took up most of a block, and was allover powder blue and chrome. A set of atomic rings encircled the place. It was as retrofutristic as one could hope for. Patrons were parking their cars and pushing their carts. Signs in the windows advertised sales. Aside from the lumpiness underneath various clothing, or drippings down pants legs, it all looked fairly normal.\n \nWalter gawped in awe of the place at first. He'd never seen anything like it outside of some neat paintings here and there on the internet. \"Woah... They don't skimp on detail here, hunh?\" He said, catching a glimpse of a lady whose blouse didn't seem to fit right. Sadly he lost track of her when he realized the ill-fitting garment might've been covering more boobs than normal, and admonished his reflexes being set to \"don't stare\". He tried to train himself otherwise as he walked in the front door. 'Right... wanna keep my eyes on whatever seems interesting.' He thought to himself. 'Staring isn't impolite here, people are generally into it. They'll let me know if they're not. Then again, they probably wouldn't be wearing skirts and such if they didn't want some pervert to look up under them...'\n \nVeronica smirked. \"It's fun seeing you tying yourself up in knots like this. Oh! I almost forgot!\" Quick as a wink, she plunged her hand down his pants and got a handful of weener.\n\nThe next thing Walter knew, he was seeing it go flying off across the parking lot. The bit of bunny lay on the concrete, getting stepped on.\n\nVeronica hid her chortles in her scaly paws. \"That's for staring at your phone while I was taking a car up the puss!\"\n \nWalter froze solid when she shoved her hand down his pants, nearly melted for a brief second, then yelped out in rapturous shock as what was left of his crotch made a mess in his pants like marshmallow foam. It made his knees go week, and he hobbled around briefly. \"Right! I d-deserve... th-that, yes...\" he coughed, patted himself off, then did his best to stand up straight. \"Alright, so now I've got nothing down there but a sensitive wound to touch while I, ah... peep a bit. Fair. Quite fair.\" He nodded to her. \"I'll make sure to pay significantly more attention to your lewdness in the future. Lesson learned.\"\n \nShe put her hands on her hips, like she'd seen dominatrixes do in pornos. \"And you better not forget it! Ha HA!\" She giggled. \"Now quick, let's mix with the crowd. A buncha people probably spotted us doing that.\"\n\nAnd indeed, several shoppers were casting glances of shock or envy or 'ooh you naughty bunny' at Walter's crotch. He quickly looked around, blushed, blew a kiss at some lady, then jogged off after the naughty chameleon.\n \nHe found Veronica near the gumball machines at the entrance. Some kids were flocked around, amassing cheap plastic prizes, which gave her cover as a tall, sweating, nervous-looking antelope guy with his hands in his pockets needfully indicated his crotch towards her.\n\nShe rolled her eyes. \"Oh, allright.\" Repeating her trick, she unbuckled his slacks as quick as possible and reached for the prize.\n\nThe antelope guy looked rapturous as she penectomized him.\n\nWalter ducked the onrushing cockmissile.\n \n\"Hey! You're Being Weird!\" a store employee shouted.\n \nWalter's ears went up when the guy said it and he immediately did his best to look Completely Normal.\n \nVeronica's scales turned bright red. She grabbed Walter's arm. \"C'mon!\" She tugged him towards produce.\n\nThe employee started to chase them, but the de-penised antelope guy covered their escape, letting himself get caught instead. The employee pulled his pants down and all the clerks pointed and laughed at him. Much blushing commenced.\n \nThe rabbit covered his mouth with his other hand as he was yanked along, doing his best not to attract further attention. Once in the clear he found himself panting, his heart racing, veins full of adrenaline. \"Alright, that was pretty close!\" He whispered. The bunny jumped around a bit, punching the air, trying to get the zip out of his system. \"I know the punishments aren't really punishing, but damn it feels neat to escape the fuzz!\"\n \nVeronica was flushed and beaming too. She had ducked behind a display of apples. \"Yeah! I get the feeling that's half the fun of being here!\" Her scales turned redder as someone who was actually shopping came around and almost bumped into her. \"Oop. Let's not be in people's way.\" She directed Walter with a squeeze of his cockless crotch. Then she did a double-take. \"...Have your balls been getting bigger?\"\n \nHe nodded then [i]eep[/i]ed as his leftovers squirted in his pants. \"Uh... probably! Believe it or not that happened to me a few times when I was alive. Mostly during puberty. It's been years. Never went to the doctor for it, but now that I think of it that was probably a legit condition back then. Now it's ah... probably 'cause I'm super horny and I don't have anything down there with any proper 'getting off' receptors.\" He shrugged. \"Then again, it could just be this place in general, who knows?\" He blushed, imagining himself having to walk around with tightly bound watermelons under his shorts.\n \n\"Better keep an eye on 'em. someone around here might wanna take home some fuzzy kiwifruit.\"\n \nWalter gave a sheepish chuckle and a small salute.\n \nThe interior of the Galaxie looked abut as expected. A normal supermarket, with some fifties-inspired architecture. Lots of arcs and chrome. Stars on the ceiling. Fiberglass mascot statues of astronauts holding foodstuffs. The produce section was a minor labyrinth. Aisles of veggies just high enough to make good spots for covert peeking.\n \nThe rabbit looked around at the selection of goods, seeing some things he definitely didn't recognize, realizing they were likely local fruit for people significantly less local to where he used to live. He then spotted a suspiciously convenient place to hide himself under the cucumbers. He smirked. \"You can follow me if you like, or go about your own fun, that's completely up to you. I'm gonna head over there-\" he stuck a thumb at his intended destination, \"-and spy on any ladies who come by. Honestly, I've always wanted to do stuff like this so don't mind my newbie excitement.\" He then quickly scurried over, keeping low and tiptoeing. You could almost hear the pizzicato strings.\n \n\"Allright. Hmmm...\" Veronica scanned around. The deli was near enough that they could poke up their heads and spot one another. \"I'm gonna go hide by the meat, and see if I can spot some! Enjoy your cukes!\" Her tail swished, brushing teasingly against various legs as the little chameleon scampered off.\n \nWalter waved at her as she left, and politely stared at her ass the whole way. Then, giggling to himself with a hand down his pants, rubbing the oddly textured area where his cock used to be, noticing a particular string of skin that hadn't torn off entirely, he hid in the shadows.\n \nIt wasn't too much longer before a wolf with a cart came by. Bending low, Joesy whispered, \"Tuck your ears in. Also, you want ice cream?\"\n \nThe rabbit gave a whispered \"shoot!\" and did so. \"Heck yeah, cookies and cream please. Oh, and if they have any with chunks of banana in it, I'd love that. Like, peanut butter and banana flavor. I don't know if it exists on Earth, but maybe it'll exist here!\"\n \n\"Worth a shot!\" Joesy replied. \"Good luck peepin'. I'm gonna go follow that bushy tail over there to the frozen aisle...\" He moseyed off after a hyena lady with a lovely brush in back, and what looked like a duffel bag of tennis balls in front.\n \nWalter snuck a thumbs up out at him, and took a peek himself before slipping back under cover. The idea that he couldn't tell if those were testicles or actual tennis balls, or even some manner of wildlife, got him all excited in his cock wound.\n \nIt was cool amongst the cucumbers. Walter could hear lulling muzak from the speakers above, the pleasant chatter of customers, and the squeak of cart wheels. It wasn't too much longer before a couple came close enough for the bun to eavesdrop.\n \n\"...so they're not REAL babies, right?\" a man nervously whispered.\n \nQuavering a bit, a woman answered, \"No! We're dead, silly! No one can get pregnant in the afterlife. At least, not unless someone crawls [i]up[/i] there.\"\n \nA pause. \"So... your belly... that's!?\"\n \nA titter. \"No, no. I'm not quite stretchy enough yet. You can have, like, a fake pregnancy. Like baby dolls.\"\n \nMore nervousness crept into the man's voice. \"S-so... I could fuck them?\"\n \nA conspiratorial purr. \"If you must. Could pop 'em like water balloons if you like. Right after they come out.\"\n \nA rather helpless moan, accompanied by sounds of liquid.\n \nWalter's tucked in ears picked up every word the two shared, and it gave him such a shudder. His heart was beating fast enough that he was almost afraid they'd hear it... but then he noticed the woman was standing [i]right in front of him[/i]. Legs on either side oh so perfect, and clearly close enough for him to get a good look! She must've been reaching particularly far for something. Barely able to believe he was about to do it, the adorable pervert gulped, then leeeaaaaaned forward, keeping his ears down so they wouldn't brush against the woman's leg. He then turned his head around and looked [i]right up her skirt![/i] He could feel the cum leaking out over the sensitive pink flesh that indicated where his cock used to be.\n \nSweet Jesus, she was pregnant. Her tummy hovered over her mound like a zeppelin over a football stadium. And her panties were working overtime. So strained and soaked they looked like wet paper towel. Walter wasn't sure of the woman's exact species, but some kind of feline. He could see spots on her legs. Also, her mons was slightly agape, as if she was on the verge of dropping a litter at any moment.\n \nIf he hadn't already been white, he would've gone such from what he saw. His politeness instinct was ringing every alarm it could at him, telling him he was seeing something utterly sacred, and that he should immediately look away for the sake of the woman and the man he was quite sure was his husband!\n \nBut another part of him... one bubbling and brewing below...\n \n... He reached a hand up, slowly, shakily, ever so tentatively... then quickly ran it up the curve of her slightly open hole, collecting the nectar there, before zipping back out of view and to the side. Lucky for him beneath the produce it was almost like a fort with little doors set strategically for just such naughtiness. It was also much too dark to see into the far corners without some kind of flashlight. He huddled himself there and shakily [i]sniffed his finger[/i]. Then [i][b]licked it[/b][/i]. He promptly came, depositing another cummy mess in his undies. He'd done it! And hopefully not for the last time. He really hoped the lady didn't mind.\n \nHe saw her change posture slightly, and make a quizzical mew, as if she wasn't sure what had just happened.\n\nWalter was awash in bliss, but his keen ears picked this up. He was overlooked! She'd barely noticed! 'Good gravy... What more could I have done?' He speculated. '...What more could I [i]do?[/i]'\n \nClearly it was a matter of reading the situation, and he'd learn through taking chances, making mistakes, and (quite hopefully) getting messy. Either way, he inched back to where he was and watched those legs, licking his lips as he spotted each drop of feminine effluence hit the immaculate tiled floor.\n \nA pair of jeans came close to her, and there were fabric sounds of a hug. Her significant other leaned in close, and Walter just barely overheard, \"I want to fuck all your babies, my dear. To bits. To jelly. As many as you can make. I want to pump 'em in and snuff 'em out. Like a factory. Fuck their little tiny kitten bodies to oblivion.\"\n\nFrom her shivers, and the droplets appearing on the floor beneath her, it was clear she approved of the idea. She began a prolonged purr.\n \nUnfortunately for the bun, the couples' conversation drifted out of earshot as they strolled on towards the potatoes. He couldn't overhear whatever topic they continued to.\n\nA moment later though, a furtive little chihuahua kid came darting in, dropped to all fours, and started licking the floor in bliss. He shivered at the taste. Then glanced sideways and noticed Walter. \"Heh.\" He shared a 'courtesy among perverts' nod.\n \nThe rabbit gave him a grin and a wink. \"I touched a pussy!\" He whispered to the kid, giving him a good luck thumbs up.\n \n\"I stole one!\" the kid replied, and rustled in his shorts pocket before briefly flashing a still-very-alive-looking vagina that had been popped off like a Mr. Potato Head part. He stuffed it back out of sight quick, lapped at the tiles again, and darted the fuck out of sight.\n \nWalter gasped! 'Oh!' He thought, 'THAT'S what more I could do!' He dipped back into the darkness a bit, keeping the idea in mind. He dipped his hand back into what was now a soupy, musky mess of jizz, and occupied himself for a bit just rubbing it around while watching out the hole.\n \nA few minutes passed. All the other shoppers that passed by were either wearing pants or other unpeekable garments. Walter did spot a stallion concealing a few extra arms under his polo shirt, which he covertly used to squeeze some avocados. He did have fun eavesdropping on the other folks, hearing little snippets of their afterlives here and there. Gave him time to properly recover after such a lovely start to his lewdness. He was rarin' and ready once the next lady in a dress came up though.\n\nThen here came a slender sleek sea lion lady in a sundress. Aha! And she was headed for the cukes!\n \nHe wasn't sure how far he was gonna go with her, but he really wanted to test himself. He swiveled his ears around and listened closely while he very carefully crawled up to the hole.\n \nAs she was by herself, there wasn't much conversation. But from the 'ooh's and 'mm-hmms', it did seem likely she was not buying cucumbers to put inside her orally. She stood perfectly positioned in front of where Walter was crouched. He hem of her orange dress hung a foot above the floor.\n \nIt was far enough up that a rabbit could lay on their back and look up, which... He considered the idea, then chuckled quietly to himself. He reached up and plucked his own ears off so they wouldn't poke out, then laid down on his back, enjoying the coolness of the floor. Then he slid himself out so he was right between her legs staring up between them. He licked his lips and pre-emptively opened his mouth in case anything dripped down.\n \nTo his surprise, someone was looking back at him.\n \nThe sea lion was definitely not wearing panties. Her mound was about as big as a split coconut. And on either side of her parted lips were two mildly-surprised eyes.\n \nBeside him Walter's ears sprung stiff as he gasped, wide eyed! He quickly reached his hand to his face to raise a finger, making a 'Sh!' gesture, then mouthed the word \"Please\". He hoped she'd get the message. There was no way she'd rat him out anyway, he could easily rat her out right back! Well, unless she wanted to get caught, of course. But then, would she go with such an easily hideable change? Either way, his cheeks were a rosy pink as he looked up at this bizarre sight.\n \nThe woman didn't flinch. Didn't react at all. That's when Walter noticed the eyes looked rather male. From within the pussy came a deep voice. \"Occupied.\"\n \n\"Is someone down there, honey?\" the sea lion asked, sounding bemused.\n \nAgain Walter's eyebrows raised. \"Oh!\" He whispered. \"Oh cool! That's so hot!\" He squeed to himself then realized. \"Shoot, um... Sorry for staring at your wife's pu-... um... at you, I guess? Hehe...\" He gave an anxious chuckle, biting his lip.\n \nTwo paws lifted up the dress in front. \"What a polite little pervert,\" she said with a sunny smile. \"Would you like to see me poop?\"\n \nWalter very nearly ducked back under the display before he realized she was being nice. He blushed and waved at her when she addressed him, then nodded eagerly when she offered such a lewd thing to him so casually. He quickly shoved his hands in his pants and even opened his mouth as wide as he could, showing off his tongue, the back of his throat, and his blunt, almost cartoonish buck teeth.\n \nThe sea lion seemed delighted to have an audience. \"Oh! He's a lively one, isn't he?\" Her vagina gurgled agreement. She let her dress back down and scuttled closer to the vegetable shelves, where she tried to look like she was simply picking out produce. \"Get ready for a smelly one, hon...\" she whispered to her hubby. Her curvy, furless thighs quivered as she spread her legs and flexed her cheeks. Her dark pucker flexed like a kissing mouth. Smells did indeed come out. Stinky, pungent, noiseless toots. Nose-wrinkling for sure, but somehow changed from back on Earth. Same aroma, but easier to appreciate.\n \nAnd that the rabbit did! Walter's nostrils visibly flared, his eyes crossed slightly, and he very nearly moaned, but he kept his focus on that hole (glancing occasionally to giggle at the Husband Bulge upon her crotch). He couldn't see past her dress, but imagining her simply picking up the various cucumbers and pretending not to shit on a boy's face made his balls gurgle, and his cock wound squirt.\n \nThe inanimate hubby watched and strained his peepers as much as he could. His wife's butthole opened up like a flower, and out came a glistening fudge submarine. Chunky like good dark chocolate. And again, it was definitely, unmistakably, the smell of poop. Even a little fishy, given the species of its creator. But Walter's senses weren't saying, 'Beware! Danger! Sickness!' More like, 'Say, that's interesting. Let's investigate!' And soon they would, as the turd was easing out, slick with ass goo, growing longer and longer like a second tail. The husband-pussy blew a whistle, impressed.\n \nIt suddenly occurred to the boy, his mouth agape and his eyes appreciating the coming snack, that he was being watched. He'd known the eyes were there obviously, but the whistle from the pussy man clicked it in his head that he had an audience for all this. He didn't know either of their names, but he was literal inches from ingesting this woman's feces while her better half looked on from above. It made his whole face glow pink, and it made him shiver, but he kept his mouth wide open. He even flicked his tongue as if to give the crap a 'come hither' gesture.\n \nThe sea lion made cute little straining groans. Her athletic calves pulsed, keeping her from wobbling. And the poop showed no sign of stopping. Defying physics, it emerged a full foot long. Then more! It was going to connect perfectly from ass to mouth! How was her butt manufacturing all this!? The tip of the swaying shit swiped by Walter's buckteeth, leaving a tiny brown stain. A moment later, it had plopped into his mouth like a pacifier.\n \nWalter watched in rapt anticipation, becoming more and more impressed by the sight crawling its way towards him. When he felt it touch his tooth he leaned his chin up to lightly lick his tongue at the tip. It tasted like every time he'd tasted shit, even those times he'd tried it when he was alive... but the difference between then and this time, and the times from earlier that day was the generous magic of Hell. He loved it, its bitterness, its ickyness, its everything. He reached his lips up and sucked on it as it lowered, [i]mmmmm[/i]ing lewdly around it, slurping it into his throat once it got down there. He made his throat open up to accept the turd, not wanting to ruin its perfection by breaking it off. Instead he planned on deepthroating the entire log all the way down, or at least until it succumbed to gravity... IF it succumbed to gravity rather.\n \nThis turd was no quitter. And neither was the sea lion producing it. Though she was starting to shake and wobble a bit. Her asshole was absolutely having a good time, getting stretched around a girthy pooprope of excellent size. Hubby was having fun too. Walter felt fragrant drops of womanly juice spatter on his whiskers. The poop in his mouth was as wide as a decent celery stalk. Knobby, firm, bumpy, pebbly. Quite pleasantly textured for the tongue.\n \nWalter did his best not to gulp too much. Again, he didn't want to break it or pull it apart, but he wanted to enjoy as much of it as he could as fast as he could. His tongue rubbed against it back and forth, pressed as hard against it as he could while also not threatening its structural integrity. He brought a cum-slick hand up to his throat and rubbed over the moving bulge, further turned on by how much detail he could pick out through the fur and skin. 'God, what am I doing? How terribly awful is this?' He thought. 'But it's just so damn [b]hot[/b], how could I resist? I can't believe I'm a part of this!'\n \n\"HEY!\" shouted a nasal voice, startling all three perverts involved. There were sounds of squeaky shoes approaching. \"Ma'am! You have been acting quite strangely! Is there something wrong? Are you... shoplifting!?\" If Walter looked way up, he might have been able to see the polished shoes of a store employee, wagging their finger at his generous butt benefactor.\n\nThe sea lion lady's voice was wavering from pleasure and heavy breathing. \"N-n-no, sir! I'm f-fine! J-just, you know-w, rather sel-lective about what I f-feed my kids, that's all! Ar-re these locally grown?\" Amazingly, she continued to poop, even under the eye of the normalcy police.\n \nThe rabbit froze up, ready to break and run, but the voice above him of the nice lady feeding him her poop told him he was safe for the time being. But he didn't know how long she could keep up the act. He was as impressed as he was turned on by her ability to continue shitting while being reprimanded by someone who could get her into an awful lot of 'trouble'. At that point he made the decision to start swallowing properly, now actively pulling at the log of shit with his throat muscles. He wasn't sure if it would break, and he wasn't sure how the woman would react, but part of him (the really naughty part) wanted to test her. He hoped it made it just that much harder to keep her composure as his gulps actively yanked the poo out of her.\n \nHubby didn't say much, but he was definitely enjoying the show. Possibly egging Walter on. Hard to tell with just eyeballs on a vulva.\n\nRegardless, the store clerk badgered the sea lion a bit more before it became clear she'd have to move on. \"Yes, I th-think these will do nicely for my s-salad,\" she said, overly loud, in an 'I hope you get the hint' tone. She sashayed her hips and the turd broke off. It was exactly like cutting a rope backstage to drop a sandbag. Two feet of hefty caca smacked Walter in the face with enough force to make him dizzy for a second.\n \nWalter didn't respond quite quickly enough, his head bounced against the floor as the shit landed on him. It fell over his eyes (he thankfully managed to close them in time) so he didn't know if anyone could see him, but he pulled his hands out of his pants and pushed against the backside of the display's skirt walls to slide himself back into hiding. He then quickly sat up, hastily smeared the shit on himself while trying to get as much of it in his hands as he could, then forced it all into his mouth at once. His lips and cheeks stretched garishly, and he swallowed hard enough that he was afraid he'd choke, but somehow the whole bulge slowly shoved its way down. It got through just in time before he blacked out, landing in his gut like a full diaper in a garbage can, and he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.\n \nThrough a haze, Walter beheld the employee walking away stiffly, and the sea lion lady heading off too. She ducked down juuust enough to give him a tiny wave. Then as she took her cart and headed towards chips and mixed nuts, a brown inch could be seen swaying just barely visible below the hem of her sundress. Like a clock pendulum.\n \nThe rabbit waved at the lady as she left. Once the ordeal was done, he grabbed his detached ears and stuck them back on. He didn't know if they were on the right sides, but it felt okay either way. He also hoped the staining on his face wasn't too terrible, else leaving the place unmolested by authorities would likely be difficult.\n \nAs the sea lion turned a corner out of sight, her poo broke off and a thick line of it fell to the linoleum floor with a [b]PLAP[/b] like someone dropping a yardstick. It was highly visible. In the chilly air of the produce section, steam was visible coming off its magnificent length.\n \nBefore anyone could call for cleanup in aisle one, a ferret guy passed by and put it in his cart.\n \nFrom the direction of the meat department, a little chameleon was heading over with a 'What just happened?' look on her face.\n\nWalter peeked out and waved Veronica over before quickly ducking back out of sight again. He had such details to share with her!\n \nVeronica was obviously in high spirits, and did a partial powerslide into the nook beneath the cucumbers, colliding with Walter pleasantly. Warm scales bumped into bunny fur. \"Hi there! Seems like we both had fun!\" She sniffed, then waved a paw in front of her nose. \"Whew! Stinky breath!\" She was one to talk though, as she had a noticeable urinal-y aroma.\n \nWalter let out a rather thick belch after she sniffed at him. It smelled remarkably like a length of cod rolled in manure. \"Yeah, I've been up to no good under here. I hope my face doesn't look too bad.\" It was dark under the display, but once their eyes adjusted it was possible to see some detail. \"Oh, I touched a woman's pussy without her knowing. That was pretty exciting. Also the woman whose shit I ate had her husband as her pussy. He could talk and everything; it was really neat!\" His tail was wiggling as he spoke.\n \nThe little reptile looked contemplative for a moment, wondering what it'd be like to be someone else's body part. \"It'd smell interesting, that's for sure...\" she mused. She pressed Walter for several more juicy details, then went into her own adventures. \"I saw some naughty stuff. There were these two skinny gay guys walking close, trying to hide they had their hands down each other's pants. Squeezin' their junks. And there were these two kids? One tickled the other's nose with a feather, and the other one had to sneeze? But he held his nose so tight, it came out the other end! He blew the seat of his pants right out and sprayed down the aisle with snot!!\" She giggled so hard she bonked her noggin on the low ceiling.\n \nThe rabbit joined her in the giggling. \"Oh wow! I shouldn't be so surprised I guess, but the idea of that working is hilarious. Just,\" he made a fart sound and mimed something blowing out of his ass, \"and snot coming out of their butt. Man that'd feel weird.\" He chuckled some, then got on his knees and undid his overalls so he could show off his still cock-less crotch. \"Still no dick, by the way. It's kinda fun not being able to jerk off to all this crazy stuff. Still I've cummed like twice, but that's 'cause I cum real easy.\" He stuck out his tongue, then did his clothes back up.\n \n\"Yeah, you're like a squeeze bottle.\" She gave him a hug to see if cum would come out.\n \nWalter just blushed and made another fart sound before hugging Veronica back. \"I'm pretty sure my balls'll be like that down here. That's a thing I've always wanted, balls that fill up with jizz and will squirt out their content when squished.\" He reached down to cup his crotch. \"Also would be fun to have them big enough to sit on, but it'd sure making walking difficult.\"\n \nShe gave his crotch a quick honk. Squishy indeed. \"Good luck on reaching your dreams. Oh! Wanna know why I smell like pee?\" She sounded quite proud of this. She swept her arms up and over her body, ruffling through her hair, which still had a few glistening dewdrops at the tips.\n \nThe rabbit nodded. \"I was meaning to ask but got distracted. Did you get some old guy to wee in your face?\" He teased.\n \n\"Close! ...and he wasn't old!\" She pinched him. Then hugged herself and sighed in a dreamy way. \"He was this tall handsome fox in a trenchcoat. I perked up right when I saw him, since I figured he was probably naked underneath. Yup! My hypothesis was correct. He came by the meats and I peeked out. He spotted me, undid his buttons, and showed off the goods. Quite a specimen! He whispered that I'd be very pretty to pee on, and that made my heart flutter. I thought of how happy the unicorn at the arcade was. So I just closed my eyes and made a nice target. Next thing I know, I'm shivering as all this nice warm water flows all over me! Felt really tickly in my hair! He peed a LOT, too! All over the ground beef 'n stuff.\" She suddenly chortled. \"Someone's gonna have pee-meal bacon for dinner tonight.\"\n \n\"Oh god dammit!\" Walter chuckled, slapping the air in response to Veronica's pun. \"Sounds like a good time. Makes me wonder if that's a thing here, like... you can just look around for 'soiled' goods and then take those home to eat. Heck, someone bought the leftover poop the woman walked away with right off the floor when you came in here. Or, they put it in their cart, at least. Makes me wonder if they'd ring it up.\" He looked thoughtful, then stretched a bit.\n \n\"Would it be discounted because it fell on the floor?\" she wondered. \"That's unsanitary!\" A grin, and she licked her face with her foot-long tongue, tasting the stranger's salty pee. She sighed again, appreciating meeting several polite perverts in one day. \"Whattaya wanna do now? Just stay here and watch? Or go out looking for trouble?\"\n \n[Turn to page 35 to stay in the cubbyhole with Veronica.\nTo go out looking for trouble, turn to page 72.\nTo suddenly die for no reason, turn to 59]\n \nThe rabbit shrugged. \"Dunno. Hard to say. Will likely have all kinds of fun either way. But I guess I've been here long enough, should probably head out.\" He went to leave but then stopped. \"Oh hey, can you like... lick my face clean or something? Pretty sure there's a good bit of poo smeared on it, don't wanna attract any attention.\"\n \nA devilish smirk. \"I've got a better idea.\" She licked her thumbs, then began brushing them softly around Walter's facial fur. Long, gentle, soothing strokes. Her green scaly lips were up close to his face. She hummed softly. She seemed to be face-painting. Sometimes she'd lick her thumbs again, and lick her lips at the taste. \"There!\" She rustled in her pocket, got out her phone and set up the front camera so Walter could see himself. \"Looks like natural markings now! You [i]could[/i] get clean. [i]Or[/i] you could walk around with some lady's poop on your face and see how long you get away with it!\"\n \nWalter's ears perked up and he blushed, giggling at the result. \"Oh wow, I'm surprisingly adorable. You should do my make-up more often.\" He gave her a bashful look, then a kiss on the cheek before crawling out into the open. If he'd still had a dick it would've been pretty hard knowing he had a woman's poo painted on his face, but instead his cock wound just leaked more jizz. \"So, uh... any preference on what section we should check out, or just walk until we see something?\" he asked.\n \n\"Uhhh...\" Veronica was still reeling from that kiss. Getting peed on was yiffy, but that moment of sweet affection touched her in a different way, and she was non-verbal for a bit. \"Um, you can choose, Walter,\" she said shyly.\n \nHe thought for a bit, then shrugged. \"Eh, let's check out the baked goods. Maybe we can find some snacks to pick up. I'm in the mood for farts... I mean tarts.\" He giggled at his Freudian slip, then looked around at the signs to see where the baked goods were.\n \n\"We can just wander around till we get there,\" she suggested. Her scaly little paw closed around his, and she led him out of produce with a skip in her step.\n \nThe aisles were tall and oddly narrow, giving plenty of good cover for any covert activities one might think of. Plus there were lots of chest-high displays of parmesan cheese, scouring pads, Oreos, or whatever. Walter and Veronica passed down the middle of the store, glancing here and there. All surface normality, of course. But that guy over there might have been groping his daughter as he held her up to pick out her cereal. And those two tigers were definitely sneaking a blowbob behind the tower of granola bars. Veronica [i]eep[/i]ed as something shot in front of her. Turned out to be a toddler with a slab of meat in his pants that could give a grown woman a heart attack.\n \nWalter was paying a lot more attention to the people than the products. He kept getting close to people, trying to dare himself to do something, but he just couldn't manage it. Not out in the open, anyway. His heart rate picked up too much and he squirreled away from it. \"Man, it's hard being naughty when everyone can see you like this,\" he whispered to Veronica, giving her hand a squeeze.\n \n\"Then we'll just have to find a place to batten down our hatches. Nice of them to provide so many. Oh!\" She'd happened to look up, and noticed that there were a plethora of trapdoor ceiling tiles that people could peek from, as well as wiring and ductwork that could be perched on. A duck guy had his spirally dick in his hands, furiously wanking his quackpole.\n \nWalter waved at him in a conspiratorial manner. \"Alrighty. Not sure how to get into the ceiling like that, though. I'm not that dexterous. He looked around for something to climb on that looked stable enough. \"Always kinda had a fear of falling, honestly, so climbing isn't a skill of mine.\"\n \nAt the far wall, near the end of the meat counter, was a door with a gigantic sign with yellow and black warning tape around it: [b]CEILING AND ROOF ACCESS! FOR EMPLOYEES ONLY! REALLY! DON'T! DOOOON'T![/b]\n \nThe rabbit spotted this and gestured to it. \"Oh, well there you go then!\" He chuckled and shook his head. \"This place has thought of everything, hunh?\" He pulled Veronica in the direction of the door, making sure to keep his ears and eyes peeled for employees.\n \nShe followed him for a few steps, until she noticed the end of the far wall was where the baked goods began. \"Ooh! Wait! Why go up there with all the dust when we can shoplift muffins?\"\n \nWalter did a double take and then smacked his forehead. \"Right! Crap! I completely forgot that's where we were going in the first place. Derr.\" He made a silly face, then headed over to where it smelled undoubtedly of fresh bread and sex.\n \nPossibly because they were in Hell, where the concept of calorie-counting was as moot as could be, the bakery section of the Fooderia was actually larger than produce. Uncountable islands of muffins, cakes, cookies, scones, loaves, rolls, croissants, pretzels, doodads, and whammadoos were on display. All looking and smelling scrumptious. Along the wall were fresh-baked desserts, many with fanciful frosting. Conveniently enough, all the display tables were just the right height for someone to crouch down and duck underneath. Veronica dashed across to hunt lemon poppyseed muffins, her fave. She found a table with some nearby the display of single-serve mini cakes.\n \nMeanwhile Walter took in the sights and smells, regarding the area like a chapel almost. He'd never been a small person in life, largely in part to such confections. He followed his well-trained nose to the table festooned with tarts of all types. He looked around to make sure no one was looking before he grabbed a box of 1 dozen old fashioned pecan butter tarts, then ducked under the table to partake. He could feel the saliva running down his chin even with a belly full of poop from only a few minutes prior. He softly opened the box and surveyed his goods with stars in his eyes.\n \nVeronica joined him a second later, clutching a four-pack of muffins. And while they were in the familiar transparent plastic container, it didn't make violently loud creaking noises when she opened it! She was delighted at the thoughtfulness of this. Then she had a different thought, and reached up to pop her right eye out of its scaly container. She lifted it above the table, nodded, then popped it back in. \"The package I took is back already. Just as I suspected. Self-replenishing shelves. Matter's an illusion here, so why not? Means the employees never have to restock, and we don't have to feel guilty about being dirty little thieves!\" She tickled Walter's tummy.\n \nThe rabbit giggled until he farted, smacking at her hands playfully. \"Hehe! Yeah, I kinda figured. Everything's here for fun anyway, right? It's more about keeping up appearances and being enjoyable than being realistic. No sense bogging it down with details.\" He reached behind himself and shoved two fingers up his own butt, swirled them around, then quickly pulled them out and reached over to smear poo on one of Veronica's muffins. \"That's for the tickles, you meany.\" He winked at her, then licked his fingers clean and picked up a tart.\n \nShe regarded the poo for a moment. Then she carefully took a bite from the opposite side, just for flavor contrast. She nodded in appreciation. Then tried the poo side. \"Not bad. But the poppy seeds already add a contrasting bitterness. It'd be better on something chocolatey, where the flavors would mesh more. I ever tell you about my theory that part of why people like chocolate so much is that it reminds them of eating poop when they were babies?\"\n \nWalter was mid-way through his first ear-twisting tart, his eyes watering and his chews deliberately slowed. He barely registered anything of what the chameleon girl had said until he finally finished it, then it all rushed into his perception like the light on an intersection turning green. \"Mm? Oh, no you didn't, though I guess it kinda makes sense?\" He scratched his head, giving it some thought. \"I mean, visually it's pretty obvious, especially with Tootsie Rolls, but beyond that I can't say. I always preferred sweeter chocolates, honestly. White chocolate's my favorite.\" He bit into another tart and sent himself back around the rollercoaster of deliciousness.\n \n\"Poo can be sweet,\" she countered. \"Though that might just be me, since mine all gets swizzled together. She poked some fingers in her cloaca to get a good smear for Walter's tart. \"How's that?\"\n \nWalter thought about it. \"I guess all's possible down here.\" He took a bite, chewed it up good and slow, then swallowed. \"Definitely not bad, but not as good. I think the food here is probably as perfect as it'll get.\" He dipped a couple fingers back in his bum to give himself a smear on on a tart and tried that. He then nodded mid-mouthful. \"Okay yeah, no, yours is better on these.\"\n \nShe nodded, as if that made perfect sense. \"Mm-hmm. Butter tarts are a lightly sweet flavor, so just straight-up poop would overpower them. Needs some ladydew to cut it with.\" She finished muffin number one, then tugged Walter's sleeve when she noticed an ocelot lady walking by, with two extra little paws visible beneath her skirt.\n \nWalter looked over and found his heart as oddly warmed as his crotch. \"Awww, that's adorable! I wonder what the little guy's doing to his mommy under there,\" he said, putting his box down to silently slide over for a closer look.\n \nThe smaller paws certainly looked like the same species as the bigger ones. The ocelot was strolling casually, so Walter only got a short glance of a young kitten in a diaper keeping pace with her, at perfect height for his muzzle to align with her perineum, so he could sniff and lick to his heart's content.\n \nThe rabbit smirked to himself before getting down as low to the ground as he could, turned his head to look up, and then quickly stuck his head up under the skirt. He grabbed the hem to lift it a bit to give a better view.\n \nThe little one certainly had his tongue wigglin' in his mother's fragrant kitty cleft. When he spotted Walter, he got a jealous look in his eye. \"MY mama!\" he said, and swatted the bun's nose with a tickly tailtip.\n \nWalter [i]eep[/i]ed and pulled back, giggling in response. He slid back under the display table unable to stop from laughing. \"Awwwww, he's so protective!\" He snerked. \"Oh man, that was too damn cute. 'MY mama!'.\" He imitated the tail swipe with a flop of his hand, then finished his gigglefit with a sigh. \"Can't blame him though. Always wanted a mama to myself like that.\" He kept a smile, but he found himself staring off into the distance a bit, thinking about things.\n \nAnd Hell's Giving Force took notice.\n \nBecause it was only a few moments later, as a few more tarts and muffins met their end, that a gargantuan rear end became visible in Walter's peripheral vision. The term 'thunder thighs' was inadequate. This was a squirrel of substance. Her purple housedress was well-tailored for her mostly-normal top half, but stretched taut around her bottom, riding up so much, an inch more might've revealed some panties. She was a perfectly pear-shaped matronly rodentlady with fur the color of cinnamon and cream. Small round spectacles on her petite muzzle. Cute, prominent buckteeth. Hair in a bun. And, oddly, a scent of fresh-baked goodness that overpowered the bakery itself. No immediately apparent source, though.\n \nWalter did a slow double take, blinking at the size of the thighs he saw. He furrowed his brow, then gave Veronica a friendly tap, pointing for her to look. \"Oh man... those are some [i]gorgeous[/i] legs...\" he whispered. \"Like, normally at that size there'd be some kinda sag, or cottage cheesing, or something. But... man, she just looks round and snugglable...\" He stared for longer than he meant to before looking over to Veronica. He then sniffed the air and sighed warmly. \"Oh man... they must've brought out some fresh stuff 'cause that smell just tripled. [i]Mmmmmmmmm[/i]...\" He inhaled deeply, basking in the smell.\n \nBut as the squirrellady came closer and began perusing the tiny cakes, it became clearer that she was bringing the smell with her. Pound cake. Vanilla and spice. Fresh and warm and delicious. Was she wearing it as a perfume? The squirrelfemme didn't have a cart. Just a small purse she clutched in her paws. She bent over to look at the lower tier of cakes. This made her skirt ride up almost to the small of her back. Her cheeks were cartoonishly round. White panties with little cinnamon roll designs, straining to contain the buttitude, tore in places and let fluffy auburn fur poke through.\n \nThe rabbit openly gawked at her. He wasn't sure at all what she was doing, but the view he was being given was undeniable. He could feel himself being pulled outwards, the rest of the world melting away around that plump rump with that lovely tail hiked high above it. He snuck out from under the display and stood up, eyes never leaving his prize before he slowly approached, reached out, and just... hugged that big, fat ass with his face buried in her panties. There was nothing else he could do. He hoped she wouldn't mind.\n \n\"Oh!\" came a lovely, soft voice. Her first reaction was to lower her tail to conceal Walter beneath it, protecting him from getting caught. It was an oven-warm blanket of unbelievable softness. And her ass was heaven. Two perfect, spongy pillows. Oddly though, they didn't feel like a normal ass. There didn't seem to be any bone structure beneath, or muscle. Just squishable softness. Like a memory foam mattress. She whispered behind her, \"Seems I have a fan. Who is that back there?\"\n \nThe rabbit was lost in warmth. From almost head to toe none of him was visible. It was all soft, plush fuzz welcoming him into its embrace. He inhaled slowly, then exhaled slowly, over and over. Eventually he answered. \"Mm... Walter, ma'am...\" He spoke softly, almost sounding sedated. He certainly felt sedated. \"I, um... I think I'm in love with your butt,\" he mumbled, giving it a few licks and another deep sniff.\n \n\"Goodness!\" she exclaimed cutely. She appeared in her mid-forties, but also had a grandmotherly air about her. Plump and fun and indulgent. A paw reached around to Walter. \"Well, I think it's only fair for you to be introduced to the rest of me, young man. I'm Margaret Augustine Daffodil. Pleased to meet you. And you certainly seem pleased to meet me!\"\n \nWalter nodded, rubbing his face in her cinnamon overdrive bum. \"It's very nice to...\" [i][b]deep sniff[/b][/i] \"...meet you Miss Daffodil.\" He began rubbing his arms up and down her lovely thighs and backside, appreciating just how much give their was to her tremendous form. \"Um... sorry if hugging you like this was rude, or too...\" [i][b]another deep sniff[/b][/i] \"too forward, but... I really couldn't resist it. You just looked and smelled so... so...\" [i][b]another long, looooooong sniff[/b][/i], and a sigh that one might give if they were taking a leak after having held it for much too long.\n \nHe could hear the blush in her voice. \"That's quite all right, dear.\" She slapped her booty to give it a good, rippling jiggle. \"Would I have chosen this body if I didn't want to have that effect? Why not explore around in my panties? You might find something to snack on...\" she said cryptically.\n \nThe rabbit finished another deep inhale before realizing he hadn't bothered to move her panties at all. Heck, he could barely see between her cheeks at all! Spurred on by her suggestion, the pervy bunny pushed them aside and reached both hands into the cavernous cleavage between her legs, feeling the oddly soothing pleasure of the pressure they imposed. He felt upwards and forwards, hunting for her holes, or some other thing inside. Maybe she'd pooped herself? Maybe she was smuggling things in her panties, even though they'd clearly be crushed by her thighs? Either way, he certainly wanted to find out.\n \nMeanwhile, Veronica figured she might as well meet this mystery woman Walter was worshiping. She popped up and introduced herself. \"Good afternoon. Veronica Bisbee. I believe you're about to vacuum up my boyfriend.\"\n \nMargaret shook her hand and looked flustered. \"Oh, were you planning to consume him first?\"\n \nWalter could only hear murmurs. What he found in Miss Daffodil's panties was a round, rubbery, chewable-looking asshole. But what was behind it was puzzling. There was no hole! Rather, he could see through her anal ring to what looked like yellow insulation foam. No internal passage at all. No, wait... That's where the smell was coming from! Pound cake! She was MADE of the stuff, with a fur pelt on top like a costume!\n \nWalter stared in awe at this for several seconds before burying his muzzle right in there and giving it a lick. With just the faintest taste on his tongue, he quickly shoved his whole head forward and bared his blunt teeth to tear out a mouthful. He barely even bothered to chew it, instead rolling it around in his mouth before swallowing. He turned just enough to use the hole he'd made to get a bigger bite before eventually shoving his hand in and grabbing a fistful. He jammed that in his mouth before single-mindedly digging inwards, pulling himself up her ass to begin the insurmountable task of hollowing out that fatty, deliciousness within her.\n \nVeronica watched as Margaret began to make some very interesting faces. \"Oooh! OoooOOOOHhhHHHH!\" she warbled. \"Dear, I'd appreciate if you could give me some cover. I think your friend is about to journey inside me one way or another. You see, I'm made of cake.\"\n \nThe chameleon perked up. \"Cake?\"\n \n\"Mm-hmm. It's fun! And I smell nice all day. Plus I always have a treat at hand,\" she punned. She lifted off the skin of her paw to show it was all light, fluffy pound cake underneath. \"Care to try some?\" Veronica happily popped a finger in her mouth as she used her body and tail to conceal Walter's conspicuous wiggling and moaning.\n \nMeanwhile, Walter's mind was lost in indulgence, up to his hips in butthole beyond which was nothing but gorgeously delicious pound cake. He bit and ripped and tore out chunks, hollowing Miss Daffodil out like a snowbank.\n \nVeronica chatted with the charming squirrelette, who wiggled and jiggled and moaned and cooed intermittently. Sometimes Veronica rubbed her belly and could feel a bunny inside. She peeked under the squirrel's tail a few times to see Walter dwindling. She particularly liked looking back there to see two big fuzzy bunnyfeet slide in and vanish. Meanwhile, she helped Margaret shoplift several dozen cakes by shoving them up her cooch when no one was watching. Her skin was as stretchy as a latex glove. As Margaret explained, she was the pelt, and was full of whatever she felt like being filled with that day. She hadn't been in Hell long, but had thrown herself headlong into the fun and games.\n\nEventually Walter found himself resting inside Miss Daffodil's ass with a fat, bulging belly, breathing deeply. He'd eaten about three times his own teenaged bodyweight, and was reaching his limits. He was very close to falling asleep right then and there. A wet, reverberating belch sounded from him as he tore out a pillow's worth of Miss Daffodil's insides and fluffed it up to mindlessly fall asleep on.\n\n\n***\n\n\nWalter couldn't tell how long he'd slept for. all he knew was his belly was gone when he woke up. Heck, he couldn't even tell where he was! It didn't feel like any bed he'd ever seen. He would've gotten claustrophobic if it weren't for that warm, soothing smell around him. After a while he remembered what had happened and chuckled to himself. He sighed, then dug through the fluffy confectionery innards of Miss Daffodil in search of light. He eventually found a slit of it and burrowed down to promptly push his whole head out of the woman's pussy.\n \nShe let out a whoop. \"He's awake, Veronica!!\" she exclaimed.\n\nA moment later, green filled Walter's bleary post-nap vision. An enthusiastic chameleon smile. \"Oh HI, sleepyhead! I've been waiting ages for you to pop out! Wriggle yourself out of there! There's still some lemonade left!\" It was not difficult to, as Margaret's passage was lubed and getting wetter with butterscotch syrup.\n \nThe rabbit smiled and made a kissy face at Veronica before being told to wiggle his way out, which he promptly did his best to accomplish. He rocked back and forth, twisting himself left and right like a pet detective exiting a rhino. Eventually gravity picked up its end of the deal and Walter emerged, still clothed, but now heavily syruped. He laid on his back with a goofy grin, staring upwards. \"Hello world!\" He said with a slight mumble, \"Happy Birthday!\" He giggled at himself then looked around. \"So, how long was I out? Also where the heck are we?\"\n \nMargaret leaned over in her armchair towards the dripping, gooey bunkid. \"You spent so long in there, I finished my shopping and went home! Your girlfriend was very sweet and helped carry my bags. You're a lucky one.\"\n\nVeronica turned scarlet and wiggled. She and Walter had reverted to their normal attire, given they were long since out of range of the fun police. Private residences seemed to exist in the grey area between both Sunnyside and Turvytown.\n \nMargaret's house was straight out of a nostalgic fantasy. Tons of lacy coverings on the furniture. Decorative throw rugs. Cabinets full of knickknacks (with the occasional vibrator visible). One would have pictured the outside as a charming cottage in the forest with chirping birds on the eaves and a rainbow framing it. Though, given the dimensions, it was possibly in the same style of apartment complex Walter had materialized in. Maybe even the same one.\n \nWalter yawned and stretched, since he was able to do that better outside of the large woman. He then stood up and hugged Veronica, giving her a kiss on the cheek while simultaneously getting her all covered in goo. \"I guess I should get a good look at you now, Miss Daffodil, since all I've seen of you is your butt.\" He then slowly turned around to lay eyes on her, super curious about what she looked like from the front considering how lovely she was from behind.\n \nAs plump and sweet as a squirrel could be. Every part of her made one think of tasty bakery treats. Cheeks like muffin tops. Fur like cinnamon. A nose like a strawberry candy. And just the biggest, warmest, most welcoming smile. One would have never guessed from her innocent face and fluffy, tufted ears that she was such a fan of naughtiness, but having an image of sweetness just made the spice nicer.\n \nThe rabbit looked her over and found himself immediately blushing. He felt like a toddler meeting a new family member. He suddenly got all shy and kept glancing up at that cute, welcoming face, mumbling to himself as he toddled back and forth on his feet. \"Oh man... oh man, I... I was up your butt...\" he said with a gasp, covering his mouth. He couldn't help the giggles. \"I was in, um... oh gosh...\" He couldn't stop squirming. His heart felt like it was trying to lift him off the ground. Then he gasped and pointed at her. \"Wait! I came OUT...!\" he didn't finish the sentence, he just pointed at her crotch and put both hands on his face like a Home Alone screenshot. \"I... came out of... of...\" He bit his lip, then looked up at her with a somewhat pleading look. \"Can you... be m- my mommy?\" He was tearing up at the thought. It really did feel like his birthday at that point.\n \nA rush of emotions swirled over Miss Daffodil's face. She sat up straighter and enfolded her arms around the small bun. \"Well now... we've only just met... I hardly know you... I've always wanted though... Perhaps... I did just 'birth' you, technically... I don't know...\" She felt how much Walter was trembling. She pulled back to look in his face and saw nothing but sincerity. This was much more than just a bit of kinky roleplay. The boy looked like he was missing a piece of himself, and had finally found it. \"Let's say for now... I'm open to the possibility, young man.\"\n \nWalter looked a tad crestfallen, and hung his head only briefly. He nodded, then wiped his eyes. \"Yeah, that's... that's reasonable.\" He sniffled, then hugged her. \"Sorry, I just got super excited all of a sudden. I sure hope you'll give me your number, though. And, um, shoot, I really want to...\" He reached over and groped the big squirrel's chest, apropos of absolutely nothing. \"I, ah... I like groping boobs, heh.\" He gave a bashful grin.\n \nShe chuckled. \"You ARE a frisky little fellow! And I hope you notice, I didn't say 'no'. I only want to be certain before we take that step. Let's have some dinner and conversation first. I know more about you from your friend here than from you! By the way, are they to your liking?\" She grasped the bun's wrists and mooshed them deep into her bosom. They sank in like quicksand. She really was entirely boneless!\n \nWalter giggled like an idiot as his prospective mom-to-be shoved his hands deep into her almost literally plush chest. He looked away, then looked back, bit his lip, and nodded. \"Yeah, I really love how you feel. Would like bigger boobs, though. Big, weighty... miles of cleavage... like they're filled with some kind of thick, heavy liquid.\" He licked his lips, consciously keeping his eyes on her chest the whole time. He noticed he could feel his boner rubbing against his underwear, and briefly looked down to confirm he was fully intact once again.\n \nVeronica leaned over, noticing what he was noticing. \"Better watch out. I might dart in and toss that out the window again,\" she teased.\n \nMargaret tsk-tsked. \"I would hope you'd open it first. I wouldn't want to have to clean up broken glass.\"\n \nWalter cooed and wiggled at the teasing. \"No way, I wanna keep it this time! Maybe Miss- Hang on, how do you prefer to be referred to?\" he asked, suddenly realizing 'Miss Daffodil' might be a tad formal.\n \nShe blushed a bit. \"Well... if you [i]really[/i] want to call me Mom, I suppose I wouldn't mind. For the time being, of course.\"\n \nHe blushed and rocked back and forth somewhat, eventually taking his hands off her tits. \"Um... w-well, not yet. Don't wanna spoil that until it's official. Besides, I could always call you naughty things in the meantime.\" He gave a naughty giggle. \"Like 'sleeping bag', or something.\" Obviously he meant it affectionately. The idea of calling someone something rude but with the agreement that it was a term of endearment turned him on quite nicely.\n \nShe tittered. \"You're VERY naughty, aren't you! It might be fun, having an energetic, troublemaking boy around the house. Give me some exercise, at least.\"\n\nVeronica piped up, \"And I can be your sadistic hot babysitter!\" She grinned hugely and cracked an imaginary whip.\n\nIt was at that time Walter noticed her tail was missing. He quickly pointed it out. \"Hey, where'd the spiral on your butt go? Did a dog get it?\" he teased. Then he looked around. \"Actually speaking of dogs, did Joesy get everything we needed back to our place? I hope he knows where I am.\"\n \nThe little chameleon perked up. \"No problem! To answer out of order, we already met up in the checkout line. He was pretty envious of Miss Daffodil getting to eat you. He said he was fine on his own, and he was gonna put away the groceries and maybe get up the nerve to talk to that bat across the hall. As for my tail-\" She swiveled around, showing a perfect round slice where it had been removed. \"-just follow your nose!\"\n\nAt the mention of it, a scent of delicious roast chicken was noticeable in the air. \"I invited you both to dinner,\" Margaret said.\n\n\"And I volunteered!\" Veronica added. \"She's a really good cook!\"\n \nWalter nodded. \"Yeah, that makes a lot of sense, considering she's all full of food. Gotta be good at cooking and baking, right?\" He chuckled, rubbing a hand over the smooth area Veronica's tail had been attached to. \"And to be fair, she didn't eat me,\" he corrected, \"I crawled up her butt and fell asleep.\" He looked around for a place to sit afterwards, intending to laze about while the food cooked, probably chat with the big woman about heck knew what.\n \nMargaret noticed him looking about. \"Let's go in the kitchen where the good smells are.\" She took a full minute to heft her booty out of her specially-wide armchair. She seemed to be making a show of it. \"Oh dear, it's so big! Am I stuck again?\" she said playfully. She pulled her thiccness free with a mighty wobble and, perhaps on purpose, walloped Walter across the face as she turned around. It felt like a velvet wrecking ball.\n \nThe rabbit, who was busy taking in the show, got blindsided by the rump and ended up on the floor, giggling heavily. \"Oh man, you're like a giant living bounce house full of cake! You must be great at birthday parties.\" He quickly got back up and happily followed her colossal rear to the kitchen.\n \n\"I hadn't considered that! I haven't been here terribly long. Just a few weeks. Though it IS a fun thought. I can just imagining myself unzipping. 'Here I am, kids!!' Covered in icing and candles. Maybe I could even hide a few prizes in me. They'd probably devour me in seconds like a piranha swarm.\" Her blush showed she was quite interested in what that might feel like.\n \nMiss Daffodil's kitchen was larger than the living room, yet still felt cozy. Lots of homey touches. Decorative wall hangings and table cloths. Animal figurines. A huge variety of gleaming kitchenware. Plates and pots and pans of all sizes, including furson-sized. She directed Walter to where there was a pitcher of lemonade with enough left for another glass. \"I'm sure you must be thirsty after all that cake.\"\n \nHe hadn't thought of it until she'd mentioned it, but he nodded eagerly when he realized he most certainly was. \"Yeah, I ate like a pig in there, and didn't drink a drop. Surprised I didn't die from dehydration,\" he joked.\n \nVeronica blinked. \"You might've. How'd we even know?\"\n \nWalter considered. \"Hunh. Fair point!\"\n \nThe aroma of roasted tail was glorious. Sections of flayed green skin were hung up above the skink to dry. Veronica blushed, thinking, 'That's me up there!' She liked the idea of letting this nice lady do whatever she liked with her.\n\nMargaret briefly eclipsed the sun as she bent over to check the roast. \"So, young man, I've been having a very pleasant afternoon chat with dear Veronica. How about I get to know you as well?\" she asked as she poured out the lemonade for him. There were wheels of cut lemons floating in it. And amazingly, the glass was still chilly to the touch.\n \nWalter took a seat and sidled up next to Veronica, giving her a friendly one-armed hug. \"Heck yeah, I'll tell you anything you want to hear. Curious to ask a few questions myself.\" he said, nuzzling the chameleon's cheek.\n \nAnd so, Margaret asked Walter many questions about his life, his afterlife, and his preferences, both kinky and vanilla. All the while, Walter sipped his lemonade and answered said questions to the best of his ability. Meanwhile she puttered about, deciding what side dish would go best with chameleon, and settling on scalloped potatoes. \"Do you have any strict no-nos?\" she asked, meaning kinkwise.\n \n\"Well...\" he thought, \"cruelty is an instant no-no. Though normally-cruel acts done with the full consent and enjoyment of all involved is a big yes. Like... I dunno, beating someone up, or kicking their head around the room like a soccer ball. There's just something I love about removing all the bad things about something and everyone enjoying it.\" He took another sip. \"Diarrhea and period blood are my only real gross no's. Also earwax, now that I'm remembering it, forgot about that.\" He looked over at Veronica a bit sheepishly. \"Diapers are meh for me, it's more fun to poop where you're not supposed to. Uh... spanking is a BIG no-no for me for personal reasons.\" He took another sip. \"'More for the sake of more' is a complicated one. Used to get that a lot doing roleplays online. People would just keep shitting until the whole city was destroyed, or growing limbs until moving around became impossible to picture properly in my head. Those probably correspond here. Hmmm... anything else? Definitely want to be thorough... I'm not interested in huge size differences. Like, someone the size of a skyscraper playing with someone my size would be boring. That's pretty much it, I think.\" He took another sip.\n \nMiss Daffodil chuckled. \"I don't think any of that will be a problem. I'm not too different. I can enjoy a bit of mess, though I prefer to turn it into tasty foods if I can. For example...\" She squatted, and a bulge became visible in her panties. She sighed and pulled out a large soft pretzel, complete with those little cubes of salt. She placed it on the table for the kids to enjoy. \"I like trying new things. Especially if they're a little embarrassing or frightening at first. I think that's why I ended up here. As much as I enjoy having everything sweet and tidy, it's just so much fun when the opposite rolls in like a whirlwind! I'm open to just about anything you kids can think of to surprise me with. I hope you're up to the challenge.\"\n \nWalter blushed, reaching out for a bit of pretzel. \"I definitely like what you've got going on. I've got a ton of kinks myself. It makes me wonder what all you can do, being a pelt around stuffing and all.\" He sipped some lemonade and took another bite. \"Like... can you grow extra parts and stuff? Another head, or more arms? A third boob? Can you-\" he swallowed, then took another bite, \"-can you fart out of your mouth, or talk out of your butt? Move bits around, maybe?\" Another sip and swallow. \"I just really like women who have lots of control over their body, y'know?\"\n \nShe paused, and turned around to give him a look. \"Oh honey... You have no idea whose kitchen you're in, do you?\" With a huge smirk, she recalled something he'd said earlier. She closed her eyes and hugged herself, concentrating.\n\nWalter and Veronica saw her skin ripple. It went slack for a moment, as if her cake was sucked into an internal black hole, and then it began to fill again. There were sounds like an approaching flood. Then her already-mammoth thighs began to swell. And her belly. And her cheeks. And her boobs. A dark caramel-colored liquid began leaving a massive stain in her panties; front and back. The same substance leaked from her bellybutton and ears. When she shook her tummy, it sloshed like a kiddy pool. The smell was unmistakable: old-fashioned dark molasses. Thick as tar and sweet as maple syrup. \"How's this, sugar?\"\n \nWalter bit his lip and shuddered as he watched her fill out into a new shape and found himself most turned on by the leaking fluids, and her much larger chest. He was happy to see she'd kept a similar size and shape for her backside, of course. \"Hnnngh... it's leaking out everywhere on you...\" His nostrils flared as he sniffed the air, a hand in his pants. \"Um... yah, that's pretty awesome. Wet-and-messy stuff being one of my bigger kinks. I do think you're pretty much made for that. It's even coming out of your ears!\" He made a grunt and accidentally farted, making himself blush.\n \nShe smiled, proud of having such an effect on him. Then it became a devilish smirk. \"Goodness me, I've gotten my panties all dirty!\" She turned back to the counter and the potatoes she was slicing. As she leaned over, her panties were stretched thin as cheesecloth. The big sticky sweet stain was seeping through, soaking her from above her tailbase all the way down to her front waistband. Molasses was dripping in little dots from her mound and pattering on the floor. \"Well? Are you two going to be polite houseguests and help clean me up?\"\n \nWalter looked to Veronica before quickly slipping out of his chair and rushing over to the sloshy sticky squirrel woman. He immediately mashed his face between her ass and pussy, then started rubbing himself up and down on it. He was more spreading the molasses around than cleaning it up, but he doubted that would be an issue.\n \nThe cheeks were hefty and sloshed wherever he touched. Like the biggest, softest, warmest rubber hot water bottles. Miss Daffodil's mound stuck out noticeably. Moreso now that it was full and leaking. But in general it was just about the right size to cup with both hands. With every squeeze, more molasses oozed out, thickly, like pouring maple syrup on pancakes.\n\nHe kissed, licked, and gently chewed over whatever his mouth touched, sucking down that dark brown sludge. The flavor was something he'd never tasted before, but not something he disliked. If it meant getting messy with Miss Daffodil, then he'd have no issue consuming more of it.\n \nVeronica ducked back and forth, trying to figure out a way to puzzle her muzzle somewhere into Margaret's crack. The bunny was totally bogarting the area. She put her hands on her hips. But then her ingenious brain came up with another option. \"Oh! I'll bet your apron got all messy in front, too!\"\n \nThe busty squirrel nodded. \"It did! How thoughtful of you to notice.\" She made a welcoming gesture with her bloated, soft paw, beckoning the little chameleon to come slide in under her apron.\n\nVeronica nibbled her lip and skittered underneath. It was a perfect warm little sticky sleeping bag. The molasses had soaked through Margaret's housedress, and she could feel it getting in her hair. The aroma was enough to make her lightheaded. Halfway between caramel and maple syrup. Margaret helpfully tugged down her neckline, enabling Veronica to push her head in between tits as big as it was. Her green paws found their way to stretched-thin areola, each as big around as a bologna slice, pebbly with goosebumps, and with a firm, squirting nipple in the center as big as a cherry.\n \nWalter continued to indulge himself in the fat behind of the leaking squirrel, taking breaks only long enough to get another lungful of air before diving back in. Every now and then he'd let out a thick burp against Miss Daffodil's sensitive areas, making the molasses bubble up. His fur was covered in it, the rabbit using himself like the world's least effective dishrag.\n \nVeronica let her mouth wander to one of the nipples. Mmmmmm!! Sweet dark molasses, thick as barbecue sauce. Straight from the source. With a nice chewy, meaty nipple to nibble on too. She made sure to not neglect Miss Daffodil's other side, squeezing and massaging her right breast, feeling more molasses goop out rhythmically, dripping down between her splayed fingers.\n \nMargaret herself hummed to herself and continued her cooking prep. She had to reach a bit further past the chameleon in her dress, and keep her legs spread to accommodate the bunny, but that was fine. She was just enjoying the warm, motherly feelings of keeping children close and happy. She tried to keep her arousal down so she could at least finish her work before she hosed down Walter below.\n \nThe rabbit in question leaned back his head, thick ropes of dark brown glistening goop connected his once-white face to the large woman's nethers. He panted deeply, mouth in a constant open grin, globs dripping on his tongue from his teeth. Eventually he licked his lips and wiped a forearm across his face, then surveyed his efforts. Clearly he had done little to clean her, and the floor around him was covered in the stuff. Staring up at that gorgeous ass though, he suddenly blushed, and his shorts got a hard tent in the front. \"Um... Miss Daffodil?\" He spoke up in the way a shy child would when needing to ask to go to the bathroom.\n \n\"Mm?\" She paused in grating the cheese. \"Goodness, I'm surprised you can breathe down there, much less talk. What is it, dear?\"\n \nThe rabbit nearly glowed through the goo on his face. \"Can, um... could you, like... ffff-...\" He shuddered hard enough to flick molasses off himself as he forced the word out of his mouth, \"-ffffffaaarrrrrt on me? Please?\" He shoved a hand in his shorts, sloughing goop off the back and gripping his stiff member, then pointed his face up at that towering rump before him.\n \nShe mock-gasped. \"But that's DIRTY! And very stinky and impolite. Dearie me, how could you ask such a-\" [b]BLATTTTTTT![/b] She expertly caught the bunny off guard with a mighty foghorn blast. Hot hiney gas pummeled Walter in the face, pushing his fur back. Her anus opened and fluttered visibly, spattering dots of fragrant molasses all over his cheeks and whiskers. It was mostly that sweet, caramelized sugar smell, but there was just a bit of dirty, earthy aroma underneath to tingle his instincts.\n\nVeronica giggled at how the toot had made Miss Daffodil's tummy jiggle, as it mooshed her against the counter.\n \n\"Oh no! Now I'm [i]even messier[/i] back there!\" Margaret squeaked, clearly inflecting it with glee.\n \nAgain Walter shuddered, letting his legs go weak and the force of the fart to blow him over, causing him to splat against the floor. He came as he fell, writhing on the ground as his dick spewed out his heavily contrasting milky white goo. He then hugged himself, rocking back and forth as he giggled. \"Mmmmmm, big hot lady farted gooey stuff on me. Heeeeeee...\" It was somewhere between a squee and a sigh, and it was clearly a happy noise.\n \nMargaret released a few more aftershocks. Little '[b]brrt[/b]'s and '[b]frrt[/b]'s. Walter could feel a soft puff of warm air on his ears each time. \"No lying down on the job, mister!\" she told him with mock firmness, after letting him recover for a moment. \"Veronica's being a good little kitchen helper up here.\" She squished the little chameleon even flatter against the counter, enveloping her in suffocating soft tummyflesh and boobage. Veronica squealed in bliss. \"But I'm stickier than ever down in my bloomers. I think you should just drink straight from the tap, young man.\" And she pooted again to indicate exactly what she meant.\n \nWalter's ears perked up and he quickly stood and saluted. \"YES, Big Ma'am!\" he said eagerly. He stepped forward and used his hands to knead, squeeze, and finally spread those fat bum cheeks wide so he could take a good look at Miss Daffodil's asshole. He then leaned right in wiggling his face back and forth to press his mouth against that puckered hole. He gave a couple soft pats to signal he was ready.\n \nThe butthole was moist and rubbery, like the nozzle of a balloon. And then it widened considerably to allow a strong flow of oozy molasses through, so sweet it almost overloaded Walter's nerve endings. And yet, a bit of rank, nasty poo-flavor added a nice balancing bitterness. It felt like drinking from the hose in summer. He didn't even really have to swallow. The weight of the stuff slid right down his throat, like he was the water balloon being filled.\n\nMargaret grunted loudly at the pleasurable release. She braced herself against the counter and her knees wobbled. Veronica was nearly mashed flat as cardboard. Plenty of molasses pumped into her as well, but it had nowhere to go so she chose to vanish it rather than inflate.\n \nThe rabbit was happy to let his form deform around the increasing bellyful of thickness being released into him. He groaned both verbally and physically as his body stretched outwards and downwards. He looked like he somehow lacked a spine; perfectly round at the belly like that section of him was indeed a balloon. His little pufftail got lost in the bulging, covered by the muffintop of his all-encompassing gut. The color was even visible through his skin at the lowest parts, as though to emphasize just how thick and heavy it was inside him. All the while he made no effort to pull away, happy to take on all that Miss Daffodil would give him.\n \nThe ass-flavored squirrelsyrup kept on coming. The weight of it sank lower, flowing into Walter's balls and swelling them up with almost-painful pressure. But it was good, too. Like they wanted to pop and go sploosh. The incoming syrup forced splurts of bunnycum out too. The stain on the linoleum around Walter was obscene. Margaret and Veronica could both feel it creeping up the sides of their feet. Plus, the smell of Veronica's tail cooking continued to be heavenly.\n \nWalter's balls groaned and grew inside his garments, pushing them outwards until they were tight around their contents. Spurts of jizz soaked the front of his shorts and drooled down the fabric, spotting the heavy darkness on the floor. He could feel the pressure inside of them, how it pushed against its containment. He couldn't tell which would give out first, his clothes or his balls. Still his stomach grew, becoming obscenely large and hanging down enough that went he reached out to grope at it with his own hands, he was unable to reach the edge. Instead he bounced on his feet, making a lewd gurgling moan as he felt his skin stretch and his contents slosh. The strain was only slightly uncomfortable, just enough for his body to notify him he was reaching his limits... But he wasn't ready to stop.\n \nMargaret felt her inner reserves of molasses dwindling, but she didn't want to stop until she popped this bunny. So where could she get more fuel? Aha! With gentle paws, she held Veronica's head and began to guide it deeper. The little chameleon was surprised when the nipple she'd been drinking from suddenly inverted. Her face sunk into the areolae, then [b]pop[/b]ped inside, elastic like a shower cap. Margaret moaned loudly as she fed the young lass into her tit.\n\nVeronica didn't resist in the slightest. Her hair was all slicked back, so she slid in easy. The hungry boob gobbled her up with ease. Her feet lifted off the floor, toes curling in pleasure.\n \nWalter was beginning to feel it. He widened his stance to help make room for his balls, but the skin there and on his belly was starting to tear. It was shallow, but he could feel the long pinpricks of sinewy flesh letting go just on the outsides of his most taut areas. As such he simply sucked harder, eager to feel himself come apart. He somehow doubted he had any organs below his ribcage considering how uniform the stretching was. He wasn't sure being torn open would kill him, but that thought certainly wasn't enough to stop him from trying to do it anyway.\n \nVeronica's skinny legs slid inside Miss Daffodil's nipple, smooth as silk. The squirrel massaged the little chameleon's soft soles and helped guide them in. \"There we are. All inside, warm and safe.\" She murred at feeling the girl digest. Margaret braced herself to feel her new young friend burst all over her kitchen floor.\n\nVeronica was loving it, feeling herself melt like a candle, turning directly into more sweet, gooey molasses! Grinning, she let herself dissolve completely into warm, sticky liquid. Just letting herself flow. Feeling warm and safe. Drawing downwards, to where a hungry bunny was waiting.\n \nWalter whined for it. He needed it. If he could've talked he would've begged for it. Either way, it didn't take much longer. After a few particularly thick, warm, oddly fresh feeling mouthfuls stretched his throat out, there was one more mighty groan before the sound of wet leather tearing open. For one brief moment, there was a rush of molasses down his legs before his stomach tore open starting from the left side. The room flooded almost in slow motion from the rush of gloppy stuff that came out of the rabbit as his top half toppled backwards into it. He gurgled and coughed, eyes staring off int o nothing as he basked in such an odd sensation. It was like an exaggerated version of that feeling when you let go of a stretch that you'd been holding for a long while. Like bending over or sitting down when you'd been doing nothing but standing for the past three hours. He had trouble following the passage of time for a while as this all new sensation washed over him, allowing him to bask in it for as long as he pleased.\n \nThe feeling of the bunny bursting transferred over to Miss Daffodil, and at the same moment he popped, she climaxed. Bearing down hard, pushing out every last squirt of Veronica-now-just-molasses, bracing herself against the counter, legs barely keeping her upright. Lord, it felt so GOOD to squeeze out every last drop! She got sweat in her scalloped potatoes but barely cared.\n\nGlancing back, she saw that Walter was melting nicely, turning from a popped balloon into a vaguely bun-shaped stain with a goofy, adorable satisfied smile on his little bucktoothed muzzle. And there seemed to be a chameleon-shaped stain curled sleepily around him.\n\nMargaret nodded in satisfaction. \"Good kids. You can rest a while. Dinner will take a few more hours anyway.\" She took a deep breath and wobbled over to a chair to sit down. she'd squeezed out almost all her stuffing, and was now as skinny as a twig! \"Goodness, I'll have to fill up on cake again right away.\" And as if by magic, several pound cakes appeared on the table beside her.\n\n\n***\n\n\nWalter awoke some time later and yawned. He stretched his arms out and made a noise of curiosity as his hand bumped into the ceiling. The... carpeted ceiling? He furrowed his brow and looked up... Then realized his ears were both floppy, and pointed at the ceiling. He tensed them just to make sure they were indeed floppy initially, and he was surprised to see they barely moved. It was only when he looked down that has saw what was happening, and why he suddenly felt something very thick in his butthole.\n \nThe rabbit was in a closet. Not only that, but he was very clearly hung up in said closet. Not in any normal way, but by some kind of buttplug on a hanger. He could see several others, and they were of respectable sizes, clearly needing to be big enough to hold a person's weight as they hung upside down from them. Presumably, since he noticed Veronica in front of him somehow sleeping soundly with one of them buried in her throat. Walter found this as weird as he did arousing, of course, though he was having trouble figuring out how to get down without hurting himself. Eventually he just shrugged, unclenched, and fell loudly in a lump on the floor. \"Ow,\" he said, rolling into a sitting position against the back of the closet.\n \nThe thump roused Veronica. She made a muffled noise of confusion as her eyes rolled all around, finally centering on the thing she was impaled on. \"Grk! Gurk! Erk!\" Her arms flailed, indicating a desire for assistance.\n \nWalter quickly noticed this and crawled over to take hold of her waist and pull. But he didn't pull right away. He decided to give her a friendly groping of her crotch and butt with a lewd chuckle, and [i]then[/i] he pulled her down.\n \nShe gagged for a moment. \"Thanks for your- [i]KAK[/i] -timely assistance.\" She playfully reached out and turned his nose upside down like a TV knob. \"So what were we...\" She looked up. And blinked. She'd been hanging from a sex toy hanger that was like several rubber balls in a Christmas tree shape. \"Jeez, how did I swallow that? Or... Did we materialize here? Are we still at Miss Daffodil's place?\"\n \nHe looked around and shrugged. \"I think we did and are, yeah. I remember feeling all melty at the end there. Kinda wanted to see what it was like being a torn balloon from the chest down, but I ain't gonna complain.\" He pointed a thumb at the hanger he'd been on. \"Not sure how you managed to stay up on yours, but I woke up upside down on mine. Neat, if pretty weird, but that's Mizz Daffodil in a nutshell, eh?\"\n \nShe did a little drum riff, as that sounded like a sitcom line. Then she leaned her weight on him, ruffling her hair against his ears. \"We should probably go find her. Though... Dark closet. Both of us together. Wanna waste some time in here first?\"\n \nWalter giggled and wiggled his head against hers as well. Then he shook his head and stood up. \"Maybe another time. I'm eager to do more stuff together with Miss Daffodil. I admit I'm a bit smitten with her.\" It was hard to see the blush, but it was there. \"I mean, you're still my mouth-bummed girlfriend, but she's just so... [i]big[/i], y'know?\" He reached down to stroke himself and noticed he was naked from the waist down. And his balls were missing too. \"Hey, uh... did you steal my nuts while I wasn't looking?\" he asked, scratching his head. \"I've misplaced them, I think.\"\n \nThe little reptile rolled her eyes. \"Typical. Boys can't stop thinking about their newest toy! And no, I didn't take your balls. Though I should've!\" She relished giving a swat between Walter's legs. Mildly miffed, but admittedly eager to go play with the big momsquirrel too. She got to her feet. \"Allright. But you ought to at least give me a kiss.\" She raised her still-vacant tailstump, and her cloaca pooched her lips at him.\n \nThe rabbit felt a bit bad about saying no to her, but there was little he could do to fight his own nature to explore and indulge. When presented with the alternative though, he had zero qualms about it. \"Fuck yeah I'll give you a kiss!\" he said, quickly getting to his knees and digging his tongue up that lewd mouthy hole. He made out with it for a fair while, exaggerating his sloppy kissy sounds for his and her amusement alike.\n \n\"OH!!!\" Veronica was startled and quite gratified by his sudden enthusiasm! She had to brace herself against a shoe organizer. She grinned and giggled and wrapped her anal tongues around his, scraping it lightly with her teeth. To reward him, she let off a few farts, blowing back his muzzlefur. Quite stinky.\n \nWalter slurped and snuffled up them farts with gusto before eventually giving his girlfriend's butt tongues a quick nibble with his blunt teeth. He stood up, muzzle covered in saliva and buttmouth slime. \"Alright, well let's see if dinner's ready out there. I'm eager for a good piece of tail, aren't you?\" he winked at Veronica playfully.\n \n\"Sounds good. Plus I'm hungry.\" A quick swipe of her long tongue cleaned off his muzzle. She smiled. \"I'm delicious!\"\n \nShe opened the closet door, and unsurprisingly, they were in Miss Daffodil's bedroom. Anyone else would've been tempted to forget everything and immediately take a nap in that bed. Massive, with a poofy lavender comforter, uncountable pillows, and bedding so thick it'd swallow you up. Around the room were many photo portraits; presumably of loved ones back on Earth. A vanity with poufs and creams. Even a tidy little PC. The bun and liz didn't have to wonder where the kitchen was from here, as their noses pointed the way. The smell of roast tail was like a magnet.\n \nWalter all around, honestly impressed. It had a similar air to his grandparents' room when he was quite young, but much, much nicer. \"Is it... weird that I kinda wanna eat one of those poufs over there? Just to see what it tastes like?\" he asked. \"I mean, it's probably gonna taste like... chalk and fuzzy, but... well, they're not food, so...\" he trailed off then waved the thought away. \"Nah, another time. Let's go eat some you.\"\n \nVeronica tapped her lips. \"She [u]is[/u] made out of cake. How do we know all her makeup isn't condiments?\" She grabbed the pouf and thrust it at Walter. \"I dare you!\"\n \nHe stopped in his tracks and looked at her. He looked at the pouf and narrowed his eyes. \"Oh... fuck it, let's do this.\" He grabbed it from her and promptly stuffed it in his mouth.\n \nConfectioner's sugar! And the pouf itself was made of cotton candy!\n \nHis eyes lit up as the whole thing just melted in his mouth! Sure it was a bit dusty as he'd expected, but the sugaryness of said dust made it more than palatable. He gulped and gave a look of impressed enjoyment. \"Hunh. That could've tasted way worse. Makes me wonder what the rest of the stuff in here is made of.\" He said taking another quick look around.\n \n\"Huh. Pretty cool.\" Veronica stole a lipstick to snack on.\n \nThe livingroom was as they'd left it, and the kitchen was as sparkling clean as if a squirrel had never shat many gallons of molasses all over it. The floors weren't even sticky. A curlicue tail was fresh from the oven, cooling beside the stove. Slathered in with okra and onion and a barbecue rub. Plus a garnish of unidentified sliced round meats...\n\nThe scalloped potatoes were steaming hot and looked wonderful too. But Miss Daffodil was nowhere to be found. That is, until they heard a grunt and a plop from the little room beside the kitchen. \"In here, kids!\"\n \nWalter raised an eyebrow. \"So, she legit uses the bathroom on top of all that crazy stuff we did? Hunh.\" He gave Veronica a friendly nudge. \"What do you think she's pooping? Actual poop, or...?\" He gave a conspiratorial smirk that almost said 'Wanna bet on it?'.\n \n\"Only one way to find out,\" Veronica said, not much of a gambler. As she had been invited, she opened the door. Inside, Miss Margaret Daffodil was indeed on the pot. The room was as pristine a bathroom as any of them had ever seen. Clean white tile. Fluffy hand towels. A sink with spotless chrome. Little cows and marigolds on the wallpaper. And one squeezably corpulent squirrellady with her dress hiked up and her legs spread wide, doing her business on a toilet specially-made for her aircraft carrier thighs. Her blush was rosy pink. \"Come on in. No need to be shy,\" she said, and partly to herself, judging by her nervous giggle when they saw her. She opened her arms for a hug.\n \nThe rabbit's lack of pants showed his rising arousal as he hopped on over to Miss Daffodil and flopped into her softness. He took a big, deep, exaggerated sniff. \"Mmmmm, what'ya makin'?\" he teased with a wiggle of his butt.\n \nVeronica snuggled up to the opposite side and the big squirrel enfolded them both. Her plentiful bosom made a perfect pillow for the two little ones to rest their faces.\n\nWalter could smell her breath as she answered; a little like vanilla extract. \"What do you think I'd be making in the bathroom, you randy child?\" she teased. Then she clenched both kids close as she grunted, strained, and released. It sounded like a brick hitting the porcelain. But there was no expected stink. If anything, it smelled like walking into a bake shop.\n \nWalter giggled. \"If you weren't you, I'd say poop, but since you [i]are[/i] you it could be like... cinnamon buns, or jelly rolls, or... muffins, or something.\" He rubbed his face against the big warm squirrel boob before looking back up to her. \"Also don't call me Randy.\" He winked with a sly grin.\n \nVeronica closed her eyes to examine the scent more clearly. She inhaled deeply. Most prominent was the warm, happy smell of Miss Daffodil's fluffy fur. But there was also... \"Chocolate for sure. And... And milk?\"\n \nMargaret squeezed her again, pushed, and unleashed a quiet groan of deep satisfaction as she sent another deposit sliding out. \"Very perceptive,\" she whispered to Veronica, nearly panting. She kissed and nuzzled both kids' heads, loving the closeness of such intimacy in such a private, taboo place.\n \nThe rabbit also took a big whiff once again, but he was having difficulties differentiating the homey scent of the big squirrel and her delectable dook. \"Eh, I can't quite pick it out personally, but I won't complain. Smells great whatever it is. Of course, that's mostly 'cause I can smell you more than anything.\" He buried his face in her pliant flesh again, rubbing his nose in it like a big squishy pillow.\n \nMargaret giggled and nuzzled her little pink nose between his ears. \"I just sat down a moment ago to make some room before dinner. Then I heard you two pop back to life in my usual spot. No trouble, I hope?\"\n\nVeronica rolled her eyes and made a 'gagging on a cock' noise. \"Gee, none at all.\"\n \nThe naughty bun giggled. \"I wouldn't say it was much trouble per se, but we did wake up hanging from some suspiciously girthy clothes hangers.\" He nodded to Veronica. \"Hers was in her throat, but I was hanging from my butt.\" He gave it another cute wiggle.\n \n\"Oh my! Usually I just wake up standing. Maybe you didn't reach the floor, so that's all my closet could think of? I'm not entirely certain how things work around here yet.\" She gave a tush-wiggle. \"Now, if you two will let me get up, I'll reveal my toilet mystery. and we can begin dinner.\" She gave them a sly wink. \"Don't spoil your appetite!\"\n \nWalter backed up out of politeness and curiosity. \"Maybe the closet was just messing with us? I certainly didn't mind.\" He shrugged, then his ears stood bolt upright as a lewd idea hit him. \"Oh! I call toilet paper duty!\" He quickly shucked his shirt, the young rabbit standing there in all his pearly whiteness.\n \nVeronica snerked. \"Like the joke with the bear? I remember that one.\" She backed up too. Margaret grunted, and began the titanic struggle to lift her booty off the seat. It was a mighty, jiggly effort. She might have exaggerated it just a bit, for show. Veronica darted in behind her for a look, and had to lean on the wall from giggling.\n\nIt was a much wider than normal toilet bowl. Instead of water, it was full of milk! And bobbing around in it like apples in a washtub, were about a dozen dark chocolate cupcakes! Frosted and everything. Many were of abnormal shape; mashed together into plump, floating logs.\n\nThe bunny snuck a peek at the toilet as well. He oooohed at the contents. \"Oh man, your toilet's full of milk instead of water? Heck, that's a super fun idea! Makes me wonder if someone else [b]is[/b] your toilet, and they're like... all inanimate and what not. I knew a guy when I was alive who would've been super into that.\"\n\n\"It's just a normal commode,\" Margaret said. Then added a mildly-worried, \"...as far as I know.\" Turning, she bent over and showed off her rump. Aside from where the toilet seat had left a crease in her fur, her anus was smeared in a circle with thick, dark brown frosting and crumbs.\n\nWalter got up behind Miss Daffodil and gave a naughty giggle when he saw how smeared with brown stuff her butthole was. He attempted to jump up at it first, but it was a bit awkward. \"Uh... hey Miss Daffodil? Could you, like... pick me up and... y'know... rub me in your buttcrack, maybe?\" He willed himself to be light enough to pick up one handed, which also made him somewhat hollow, or at least mildly crumpleable. He kinda really wanted to get properly jammed in there and scrubbed around like actual toilet paper. It made his wiener drool just thinking about it.\n \n\"Oh! I suppose...\" Miss Daffodil was a bit hesitant, as it seemed a little rude. But the bun was super eager. So she hesitantly reached back and grabbed him with one hand. She was surprised when he crumpled a bit. But he'd asked, so she tried to think of him as just paper, and pushed him sort-of-shoulder-first into her butthole. It was a bit hard to aim at first. but she soon got the hang of it, smearing Walter's face and chest up and down across her asshole like a grocery scanner. Fudgey frosting stained his fur in long brown streaks. Involuntarily, little farts snuck out of her hole and into his nose.\n \nThe sounds he made were fascinating. He wiggled and cooed and almost purred as felt himself gently collapsing against that big rump, his body folding in completely unnatural ways. She could even feel his wiggling against her quite encouragingly as his fur got all dirty with her butt stuff.\n \nMeanwhile, Veronica was admiring the toilet. Which looked clean enough to eat out of. Or wide enough to swim in. 'Why not both?' she thought. She stepped a scaly little foot in and shivered at how cold the milk was. Then she climbed in all the way. There was just enough room to tuck in and sit cross-legged. The milk and 'poops' rose up to slosh over the rim a little. Veronica scooped up handful of milky, soggy, cupcake and crammed her mouth full. Delicious! She was eating right out of a toilet! Literally! She shuddered pleasurably at the thought of getting flushed down it and vanishing out of sight.\n \nWarm splurts hit Miss Daffodil's inner thigh and dribbled down it as Walter came, grunting and wheezing, sniffing and sighing afterwards. He shuddered, then snuggled his face against her bountiful pucker. \"Mmmmm... I love getting my fur all dirty. And I've always wanted to get used like toilet paper,\" he confessed. \"I don't wanna get thrown out or flushed, but just like... getting rubbed up a lady's buttcrack... It's so lewd!\" He giggled and wriggled happily in the fat squirrel's grip.\n \nShe beamed to see him so happy. \"I have a feeling you wouldn't mind much if I put you on the counter, flattened you with a rolling pin, and made you into a pair of fur panties.\"\n \nWalter's ears perked up and he pursed his lips with intrigue. He then grinned and nodded vigorously. \"Heck yeah! I'd be down to be your clothing for a day or two! That's be great fun! Though I don't know if I'd rather have my face in your butt crack, or facing forward in front of your, um... woman parts.\" He gave a lewd giggle.\n \n\"You could strrrrrrrretch your whole face out so it covered both!\" Veronica suggested, while knee-deep in a toilet.\n \nThe rabbit giggled. \"Yeah, probably. Or I could grow a second face and do it that way.\"\n \nThe little lizard pondered for a second what that might feel like, having two sets of noses and eyeballs and mouths.\n \nMiss Daffodil finally noticed where the little chameleon was. \"Get out of there, sillyhead! You'll be all drippy when we sit down to eat,\" she scolded with a giggle.\n\nVeronica nibbled her lip. \"Couldn't resist. It's soooo shivery cool in here! I wanna just slip down into the S-bend and stay there a while. It'd be especially nice after a hot day at the beach.\" She extricated her legs from the bowl, careful not to slop chocolate turds on the floor. She did dribble all over, but the floor sucked everything up like a hungry organism, which was kind of disconcerting. Veronica wiped herself off with a hand towel, then hopped out of the bathroom, lest she get absorbed too. Then she noticed Walter's condition and snorted into her hands. He was smeared all over his face, arms and torso, with actual creases in him like real toilet paper!\n \nHe stood there, happy with his new fur pattern, reaching down with one awkwardly creased arm to rub a chunk of the chocolate off and taste it. \"Mmmmmmmm, chocolate squirrel crap.\" He gave a lewd giggle then put his thumb in his mouth and blew. This caused his body to return to its normal, non-crumpled form, but it kept all the sweet smears and stains. \"Right! Now that we're alive again and you've got belly space for tail food stuff, let's go dig in!\" He jogged out of the room and headed straight for the kitchen, hopping his bare butt up into a seat and wiggling it in to get comfy.\n \n\"I've already had some 'tail food stuff',\" Veronica bragged, casting a naughty wink to Miss Daffodil.\n\nThe squirrelmarm followed both kids into the kitchen (and they heard the toilet burp distantly behind them). \"My head's still spinning a bit from how fast things change around here! This morning I was happy enough teasing peeping toms, and now I have two cute children eating my butt-muffins!\" She tittered. \"You were very comfortable toilet paper, by the way, Walter.\" She patted between his ears.\n\nHe beamed proudly. He felt so strangely fulfilled and useful, and the compliment was very pleasant icing on the usefulness cake for the bunny. \"Man, I gotta remember that. Being used in weird ways makes me feel, like... super good, and not even in a horny way!\" His little puff tail was jiggling back and forth fast enough it almost whirred.\n\n\"...And Veronica dear, I'm sure you'll make a perfect meal.\" The roast was cooling on the counter. Margaret gave it a poke. Just right! With oven mitts, she brought the tail and the taters to the table. \"Eat up! As much as you like! Give me a moment and I'll fetch something to drink.\" They saw her collect some glasses from a cupboard and duck into the bathroom. A moment later she brought back full glasses of milk and placed them before each plate.\n \nWalter politely thanked his host when she gave him his drink. He quickly portioned himself out some of his friend's well-cooked tail and some potatoes. He dug in eagerly and [i]mmmmm[/i]ed at the flavor. He also drank the milk, his wiener getting stiff knowing it was technically toilet water.\n \nMiss Daffodil took her time sitting down, while the kids were already digging in. That big ol' butt of hers was a chore to move around, but it was also fun being so aware of how unwieldy it was. Like trying to parallel park a Cadillac. She got herself settled on her creaking chair and fixed herself a plate. \"Praise Satan,\" she said politely before tucking in.\n\nWalter analyzed his meal. \"The scalloped potatoes aren't quite how my mom used to make them, but they're definitely good! And Veronica, you taste kinda like chicken, I think? Hard to say. Definitely a white meat.\" He took a few more bites, appreciating the new flavors. \n \nVeronica swallowed her mouthful of herself. \"Mmm-hm,\" she said to Walter. \"Pretty close. Reminds me of alligator, if you've ever had that.\"\n \nMargaret nodded. \"Not as dense though. You're young and springy.\"\n \nWalter considered that, then swallowed his mouthful. \"That does make sense. Reptiles would reasonably taste like other reptiles. I've never had gator though so I can't confirm that.\" He cut himself off another piece of tail, then got that on a fork with some scallop potatoes. He found they tasted alright together, but it wasn't anything to write home about. \"So, uh... while we're eating and what not, why not get to know each other a bit better, yeah?\" he asked, looking around at the other two. \"Like... is it too taboo to ask how you guys died? Or what you guys were like before?\" He felt he was being brave breaching the subject, but he was nervous as heck. He didn't want to ruin the vibe of the meal, but he was just so dang curious.\n \nMargaret tittered. \"Just standard deceased little old lady stuff, I'm afraid. Nothing exciting. My body got old and a disease came in and decided to set up shop.\" She made a finger-across-the-throat-and-tongue-sticking-out gesture. \"I have no regrets though. I lived a joyful life, had plenty of fun, got away with far too many farts in public places, and had plenty of time to prepare for my end.\" She took a sip. \"How about you, dear?\" she asked, patting Veronica's paw.\n \n\"Oh, well that's good.\" Walter looked to Veronica for her response.\n \nThe young chameleon was eating like she'd had an empty tank all day. Partly because she really loved potatoes, and partly because it was really exciting to see herself so lovingly prepared and delicious. She swallowed her latest gob of potatoes and squirmed a little in bashfulness. \"Me? Aw. I was a dumbass and broke my neck at the school pool. Swim class. I was petrified of doing a dive in front of so many people. So I hesitated, and kinda went sideways, and landed cheek-first on the railing of the low-dive board.\"\n \nWalter winced and drew in a sharp breath. \"Fuuuuuck, that's pretty brutal,\" he said, shaking his head. \"I can't imagine what those other kids went through from seeing that. Hopefully they came out okay.\" He had another mouthful, then took a sip of his toilet milk. \"Mine's probably... well, pretty embarrassing, actually.\" His cheeks went pink where they weren't already brown. \"I'd turned the gas on the stove on, but was super horny and didn't want to wait until I was done with the food to get off so, I uh...\" He gulped down some more food. \"I went into the living room of my tiny apartment and started browsing through porn. All kinds of weird stuff. Plum forgot the stove was even on! Last thing I remember was ogling some art of a woman walking around in public with a prolapse that went to her knees sticking out from under her skirt. Can't remember if anyone else the picture seemed to care, but that's when everything went blurry.\"\n \nVeronica laughed and squirted her milk through her teeth. \"Well no WONDER you got sent here!\" She gave him a little shove. \"And yeah, I probably traumatized a bunch of my classmates. Though I was also probably a punchline by the next day, so, eh. All I know is, I remember hitting, and then... You know when you all of a sudden get that really loud tinnitus out of nowhere? That. But my entire body FELT like that. And then I was kinda yoinked out before I even hit the water.\" She shrugged.\n \nMargaret made an 'oh you poor dear' sound and squeezed her shoulder.\n \n\"Well, at least none of us went with a struggle,\" Walter noted. He was getting pretty close to finishing his plate. \"Makes me wonder about Joesy though. And... well, everyone really. But that's a bit too much to ask.\" He sighed. \"Oh well. Plenty of time to ask later now that I'm here, I guess.\"\n \n\"It's a very popular question,\" Margaret said. \"I've already seen gaggles of ladies bragging to each other about, 'I died in the most HORRible way! Cancer just ate me up! In my brain and everywhere!' 'Oh but I died [i]worse![/i] My husband flew our Cessna into a cloudbank and hit a mountain goat!' 'Well, [u][i]I[/i][/u] was in the great Chicago fire!' Yak, yak, yak! Probably they all just keeled over on the toilet one morning.\"\n \nThe rabbit chuckled. \"Yeah, everyone wants to brag about anything they can. Kinda funny people would brag about how they died. Guess you get over that pretty quickly once you realize they're still plenty of living to do.\" He scraped up the last of his taters and ate them up before leaning back with a sigh, a pat on his belly, and a satisfied burp. \"Mmmmmm, lovely meal, Miss Daffodil. Compliments to both the chef, and the entrée.\" He gave Veronica a wink.\n \nShe grinned, elated. \"I'm really glad you like me!! ...As food, I mean! But, both ways, really. Like, you liked being TP, right? You said you liked feeling useful?\" Her smile got even bigger. \"That's [i]exactly[/i] how I feel about being food. It's really nice thinking that my meat can make someone happy. I hadn't even really thought about it before today but just... seeing my tail roasting in the oven... My tail! MY tail! And now it's in YOUR belly!\" She squeaked and hugged herself.\n \nWalter nodded vigorously. \"Oh don't you worry, I plan on getting cooked up good and proper at some point. I just like making people happy in general, and I know nothing feels quite like finishing up a big meal, so I wanna be eaten like this sometime too.\" He chuckled. \"Among lots of other things. I was a kinky weirdo when I was alive, so I've got a pretty extensive fetish bucket list that I'm already doing a great job of clearing.\"\n \n\"Do you have a fetish for buckets?\" Veronica asked blithely.\n \n\"Not yet,\" Walter replied.\n \n\"I'm almost not even sure what all my kinks are,\" she said with a daydreamy look. \"It's all very spontaneous. The whole concept of 'naughtiness' in general, I suppose? Maybe because I was so shy and perplexed when I was alive. Never quite sure about a lot of things. So now I just pinball around, finding whatever gets me hot. Though for sure, trying to find my way away from 'mortified embarrassed' towards 'sexy embarrassed'.\" She blushed.\n \nThe rabbit nodded. \"My kinks mostly revolved around exploring fantastical situations, doing things that simply weren't possible, exercising one's power as an artist or author to determine what rules reality followed in a given setting. Convenient then that I ended up in a Hell where all that stuff is more or less possible.\"\n \nMargaret put her elbows on the table and rested her chin in her palms. Her breasts spilled over the table's edge quite a bit. \"I get the impression everything here in Hell is convenient. I read the nice little handbook they gave me when I got here. There's miles and miles of different afterlives. Sunnyside and Turvytown are just two among many. And as for me, I was fairly straitlaced most of my life. Then I started hearing about scandalous things the young people were doing on television and in the movies. It started sparking my imagination. So every now and then, I'd see how far I could push people's impressions of me as a snow-white innocent. I'd slip an outrageous swear word into polite conversation and pretend not to know what it meant. \"I heard my grandson say it!\" Or I'd leave my underpants off when I went out in public, and make sure to sit on slat benches. Eventually I got a bit too bold and gained a reputation as a 'frisky old broad'.\" She smirked to herself. \"I was unattached by then. My husband had kept me under lock and key. When he passed I was bewildered for a while, and then felt like I finally had space to find myself.\"\n \nWalter found his eyes wandering to the cleavage that was on display, then glancing over to Veronica to see if she was looking too. \"You sounded like a pretty fun old lady, in one way or another. Doubt I would've been nearly as attracted to you while were alive, and vice versa. I was just a fat bearded guy. Not much to call home about. And yeah, not much into, like... octogenarians or whatever.\" He stuck his tongue out and winked at the big lady.\n \nShe took no offense. \"Exactly why I 'hit rewind' on myself.\" She rubbed her paws up and down her curvy bits. She heaved her boobs up, then let them fall back on the table with a spine-jangling [b]CLATTER[/b] of the plates and silverware. Little dots of milk appeared, seeping through her dress. \"Just the right age where I'm ripened to maturity. Catch me some young'uns who like a nice plump librarian type. Or feelin' hot for teacher.\" She squeezed her tremendous mammaries, squishing the cleavage up so high she might've been able to swallow her head.\n \nThe bunny watched, a hand going to his crotch as he did. \"Or who want a big cuddly sex mom to take care of them and stuff.\" He blushed and shivered. \"Incest is a concept I've always enjoyed 'cause of the taboo. You're not supposed to think your mom is sexy, or wanna fuck her. But that just makes it all the more fun, y'know?\" He said, licking his lips. \"Saying bad words like that is fun too, but I always struggle to say the sexier ones out loud. And naughty, usually mean pet names like slut, cumdump, cocksleeve... Other things about, like... lady parts and butts, heh.\" He blushed and moaned under his breath. \"I like being called stinky and gross and other stuff like that too. Degrading names said with love and kindness is so weirdly hot!\"\n \nMiss Daffodil turned quite pink. \"You may have to write down a list. I could certainly be into that, but I'd hate to be rude accidentally and say something that might hurt your feelings!\"\n \nVeronica was having a second helping of her rump. \"Like longears shovelteeth nodick stenchbunny?\"\n \nWalter eeped and cooed at each of the lewd names, and eventually he made that adorable sound of release as cum splashed the underside of the table and speckled the legs of the two ladies at the table. He flopped on the table, clattering his empty plate and silverware. \"Mmmmmmm, shovelteeth... stenchbunny... mmmmm, hmhmhmhmh...\" He arched his back and let out a wet fart to punctuate the last one, then seemed to suddenly regain awareness. He straightened himself up and his cheeks glowed like neon. \"Uh... yeah, like that. Bunny words, stink words... Words about how much I like letting people eat my, um... y'know.\" He averted his eyes and squirmed, obviously still quite aroused.\n \n\"Your cum? Your pee? Your poop? Your balls?\" the chameleon guessed with a gleam in her eye.\n \nWalter lowered his head with a shy smile, his ears flicking about nervously. \"M-my... my dick...\" he mumbled, wiggling adorably afterwards.\n \nVeronica's grin almost touched the back of her head. Paws on the table, Walter nonetheless felt scaly little digits reach their way along his crotch and dig hard into his sheath. His member was scooped out with ruthless efficiency. Then Veronica shifted sideways. Her chair squeaked as she bent her leg up underneath herself. Then there were chewing sounds.\n\n\"WHAT dick?\" she said.\n \nThe rabbit gave a rather girlish gasping moan when she tore his dick off. Another few spurts of cum came from what was left of the wound, and he flopped back on the table. \"Y-yeah... g-g-good... p-p-point...\" he panted, little pink hearts coming off his head like a cartoon character.\n \n\"Man, you're easy! My little dickless bunny. Just a hole for a crotch.\" She giggled to Miss Daffodil. \"You simply must have me over to babysit him as often as possible!\"\n \nWalter nodded, panting hard as he sat back up again. \"Yeah... yeah, that'd be rad.\" He leaned back in his seat and stretched. \"Damn, all this cumming is making me tired again. Might be time to head home soon.\" His ears drooped as he said it, looking up to Miss Daffodil. \"I really need to get your number so we can meet up again sometime.\"\n \nA muffled electronic voice peeped up from Walter's fur-pocket: \"Margaret Augustine Daffodil added to contacts.\"\n \nVeronica whipped out her phone. \"Ooh! Do that too!\" A moment later the squirrel was in her phone too. \"I think you're already in here, Walter...\" She scrolled a bit. \"Yeah, there you are. Maybe once I find out what noise you make when I yank your tail, I can have that as your ringtone.\"\n \nHe giggled, then yawned afterwards. \"Man, it has been a day and a half, I tell ya. Curious to see what'll happen tomorrow.\" He thought about it, then snapped his fingers. \"I think Joesy said something about going to school, maybe? That could be fun.\"\n \nMargaret was checking her little black book, and nodded in satisfaction as it added the two cubs. Their names and info appeared along with pencil-scratching sounds. \"Normally I'd ask you to stay for dessert, but you do seem tuckered out. And there's always tomorrow. Here, though.\" Her chair moaned as she scooted back and stood up. She bent over and pushed hard. Reaching back behind herself, she pulled a small umber loaf from her panties. \"There we are! Something to take with you! I hope you enjoy banana bread. I'm never quite sure what'll come out. Some days it's creamy eclairs. Other times when I'm constipated it's pumpernickel, or hard little Tootsie Rolls. Always brown though.\"\n \nWalter got down off his chair and walked over to the big squirrel woman. He bowed gratefully as he excepted her very slightly poo-scented loaf. He gave it a good sniff and mmmmmed. \"Yeah, I haven't had good banana bread in a long time! Thanks a bunch, Miss D!\" He stuffed it in his fur pocket and gave her leg a big hug since he couldn't hug her the whole way around... And so one of his hands could rub against her pussy.\n \nShe leaned over to envelop him in her breasts and nuzzle the top of his head. \"You're a very sweet, polite little filthy, naughty bunny,\" she teased. \"You're welcome to visit anytime you like.\"\n\nVeronica hopped up to join the hug too. \"Seeya, Walter. I've definitely got more ideas for us. Maybe we'll see each other at school? I've... kinda avoided going so far. Heh. But maybe I won't be such a spaz there this time around...\" She shrugged, cheeks bright pink.\n\nHe gave Veronica a big hug too, and a squeeze of her bumcheek. \"Don't worry, I look forward to seeing you again too,\" he told her, giving her a slightly blushy look. \"You are mine, after all, remember?\" He winked, then kissed her on the nose. He took one of the big squirrel's hands, his sheath empty and on display for all to see.\n \n\"A good education is important,\" Miss Daffodil scolded Veronica, with a tap on her nose. Then she led the kids through her apartment to the front door. \"Do you remember your apartment number?\" she asked Walter.\n \nHis ears perked up at the question. \"Oh, uh... Number 327? Though I can't quite remember the floor.\" He bit his lip, trying hard to think of it. \"3rd floor... maaayyyybe?\"\n \nMargaret opened her door, and Walter was surprised to see a hallway identical to his.\n\nVeronica gave him a 'lemme handle this' look. \"Find Joesy,\" she stated clearly into the hallway. At that, the whole thing began to spin in an alarming blur, like a giant roulette wheel. And it came to a stop right on 327.\n \nWalter hadn't been expecting the hall to suddenly zoop around all crazy-like. It made him slightly dizzy, but not enough to really bother him. \"Hunh, well that's convenient,\" he said as his apartment door came into view. \"I thought it was gonna be another trail to follow. This is lots easier.\"\n \nThe little chameleon nodded, proud of knowing stuff. \"Most things around here, there's the easy way, for when you actually want to get things done, and the fun way, where it takes longer and wacky shit can happen along the way.\" She tugged on Miss Daffodil's skirt. \"Speaking of that, I should probably get going too. You're super nice! And fun. And sexy. But, um, I've been bingeing this werewolf show before bed and I wanna squeeze another few episode in tonight.\"\n \nWalter's ears perked up when he heard mention of a TV show. \"Man, I haven't watched TV in forever,\" he mused. \"I wonder what TV shows are like in Hell? Maybe they'd be worth watching, since they're not constantly worried about profits and junk.\"\n \nMargaret answered, \"\"Absolutely there's shows here. We get all the best creative types after all. Special effects are much cheaper too. Maybe you and your wolf friend can watch some before you fall asleep.\" Then she patted Veronica's head. \"And it's perfectly fine if you go too, my darling. You kids have given me plenty of excitement already.\"\n \nThe grinning lizard vibrated a bit. \"When I go home, d'you think you can [i]flush[/i] me there in your cool toilet?\"\n \n\"I don't see why not,\" Margaret responded.\n \n\"SWEET!\" She rushed off on a beeline for the bathroom. A sploshing dunking sound was heard.\n \nMargaret chuckled. Then she stooped to give each bunny eartip a kiss. \"Run along little Walter. Don't want you falling asleep on the hallway rug.\" She honked his balls.\n \nThe rabbit giggled and [i]eep[/i]ed at the ball honking, then bowed slightly to Miss Daffodil. \"Thanks for having me. I'm really happy I met you. And Veronica. And Joesy.\" He looked away, rubbing his other arm. \"I can't imagine what my day would've been like if I hadn't met you guys. Might've been a lot scarier.\" He sighed. \"Well, no sense worrying about it. I'll call you some time. See you later, Big D.\" He held a hand up for a fist bump.\n \nShe looked a bit baffled. Cocked her head to the side. Then lifted her skirt and bonked her pantied pussy against his fist. \"Was that right?\"\n \nWalter's ears shot straight up and he gawked, jaw slack. \"Uh... from now on it is!\" he said, immediately sniffing his fist. It smelt of fur and honey.\n\nMiss Daffodil smiled at him. \"Goodnight then. See you tomorrow, perhaps? I have to go flush your girlfriend before she drinks all my milk.\" A fluttery giggle, and she shut the door.\n\nAnd so, Walter was left briefly alone in his new homeworld. He stood there for a good while, thinking about how much had happened that day. It was a tremendous amount compared to what he would've done topside. It took a pretty heavy yawn to knock him out of it, and he turned back to his door. He reached his hand out to the knob, but hesitated. 'Why do I feel like I'm about to wake up?' He thought to himself. 'Is it because I'm already so tired? It's making me afraid to go to sleep at all. I don't want to leave.' He sniffled lightly, then opened the door, walking through it into his new home. \"Hey Joesy, you around?\"\n\nThe hall was dark, but a light was on in the livingroom around the corner. A muffled sound came from the approximate area. Like someone speaking through a ball gag, perhaps? Some cushions and other debris had spilled into the hall. And was that blood!? Unbidden, the words 'HOME INVASION' sprung to Walter's mind, along with the image of his wolf roommate tied to a chair.\n\nQuickly he sprang to his friend's aid, having momentarily forgotten about the nature of the world he lived in. \"Joesy! Where are you? Are you okay?\" His voice had a fair amount of panic in it as he scanned the area, looking for signs of the wolfboy.\n\nAs Walter turned the corner, he was confronted with a homicide. Multiple homicides. Of the same person.\n\nIt looked as though someone had hooked up a lawn sprinkler to a blood bank. Every wall was splashed red. The carpet was soaked through. The ceiling was spattered. The TV was knocked over and cracked. Books were knocked off the shelves and swimming in puddles. Limbs and wings and torsos and boobs and genitals were all over the place, higgledy-piggledy. Certainly more than one furson's worth, yet they all belonged to the same individual. On the couch was perched a furiously blushing bespectacled bat head, ripped off at the neck with tatters of skin fluttering down.\n\nIn the midst of this knelt Joesy. Fur soaked and matted down. Ears flattened back in a perfect expression of 'puppy caught misbehaving'. He swallowed the chunk of ribcage he'd had crammed in his mouth a moment before.\n\n\"Uh... Hi, Walter. I, uh, I worked up the courage to go say hi to the girl across the hall.\"\n\nThe rabbit was [i]horrified[/i]. He'd never seen so much gore before! It made his head spin, his eyes darting from limb to puddle to limb to entrails to... whatever that bit in the corner was. He could feel himself getting queasy and weak kneed, starting to wobble and lose balance. He was too gobsmacked to say anything more than a few garbled sentences before he threw up and promptly blacked out, collapsing on the floor.\n\n\n***\n\n\nSome unknown time later, garbled voices swam through his ears to his brain. Light poked his eyelids. When he opened them, he saw a very-not-dismembered bat lady hovering over him and looking both comforting and excruciatingly mortified. Joesy was nearby with much the same expression, though he was also struggling badly not to laugh. The livingroom was back to its normal condition. Spotless. All the lights were on. There were pillows behind Walter's head and he was sitting up on the floor, propped up by the couch. The bat lady gently shook his shoulders. \"I am so, so SO sorry!\" she said. Her voice was whispery and shaky. She looked nervous enough to poof out of existence.\n\nWalter came to, bleary-eyed and confused. He blinked several times, trying to clear the swirling whatsits that were blocking his vision. He looked up at the bat lady with a furrowed brow. \"Uh... hi? Are you-\" Then his eyes shot wide and his pupils shrank. \"Oh holy shit! Fuck! We're in Hell! DUH!\" He smacked his forehead and cursed under his breath, rolling his eyes at himself and shaking his head. \"Right, that's totally something I could come home to, fuck! I was NOT prepared for that! God damn, I'm so sorry I acted that way, I just... I've never seen so much blood and bits all over the place before!\" He was panting and holding his chest, trying to calm himself down.\n\nJoesy had to physically hold his muzzle shut to keep from tittering.\n\nThe bat lady swatted him with her wings. \"You're so meeeeean!\"\n\nHe grinned at her. \"Yes.\"\n\nShe furrowed her brow a bit, but from her scent alone Walter could tell she was still very turned on. She cocked her head. \"You still have a little bit of me caught in your teeth there,\" she pointed out.\n\nJoesy's tongue went to work. Then he held out a paw to Walter. \"You good to stand up? Absolutely no hard feelings. I figured you'd spend the night at Ronnie's place, leaving us free to romp and frolic.\"\n\nThe rabbit took the offered hand and stood up fairly easily, though he was still a bit dizzy. He shook his head, trying to clear the cobwebs. \"Right, nah, we found this really hot squirrel woman with a big butt who, like...\" He thought for a bit then waved his hand, dismissing the thought. \"Nevermind, that'd take too long. You'll find out when you meet her. Anyway, we went to her place for dinner and lewd stuff, made a few messes, then I got tired and decided it'd be best to come home for the night. Y'know, get used to the place.\" He looked over to the bat lady and put a hand out for her to shake. \"Walter, by the way.\" He then looked at her chest and blushed. \"Also, uh... nice tits. If only because I've always wanted to say that to a woman and not have her slap me.\"\n\nFar from it; she turned bright red through her sandy fur and covered most of her face in her wings. She giggled. \"Your roommate is naughty,\" she squeaked to Joesy.\n\nBy now Walter could hear more of her accent. It was difficult to tell if it was more French or Russian.\n\nShe finally reached out a trembling wing for a pawshake as light as croissant dough. \"My name is Viktoria. You may call me Vivi. Your friend Joesy has been showing me a good time.\"\n\nWalter blushed as well, his sheath drooling from the peehole left behind after Veronica stole his wiener. \"I dunno about a good time, you seemed pretty torn up about it,\" he joked. \"Also you're fucking adorable. I love a girl who blushes a lot. [i]Also[/i] also, love the accent. Very exotic.\" He looked over to Joesy and gave him a thumbs up. \"You pick 'em good, bud.\"\n\nVivi hopped from foot to foot, barely able to deal with being the center of attention from two people.\n\nJoesy gave her a shoulder nudge. \"Tell 'im what you told me, hon. After I charmed my way inside and we were on the couch? I saw your DVD shelf?\"\n\nVivi was non-verbal for several moments, grinning and squeeeing and fidgeting. Finally she said to Walter, in a reciting tone, \"I like horror movies very much. I like to watch them, and pretend I am the victim, and hope the killer catches me! I get a thrill from it.\" She gave Joesy an adorable preyish look. \"This is why I was so shy when he move in. I am shy anyway. But then, big, tall, handsome predator across from me! Is too good to be true! 'Maybe he will eat me,' I think.\"\n\nWalter smirked at Joesy. \"You guys are just perfect for each other then, aren't ya?\" He chuckled. \"This place seems to love doing that. Good to meet you Vivi, and uh...\" he blushed again, \"maybe I'll take you apart sometime too, yeah? I do love the idea of prey eating people. So wonderfully against type, y'know?\"\n\nHer deep purple eyes sparkled. \"Ooooooh. I could enjoy this. Maybe the reverse too? I have never been a predator. Though, before today, I have never been prey either.\" The wispy fruit bat opened her mouth wide, showing her poky little teeth. \"Are not vampire fangs, but I could try?\"\n\nThe rabbit chuckled and opened his mouth in turn, showing off his blunt buck teeth. \"Yeah, I ain't got much for flesh ripping myself, but I'm sure I'll manage.\" He then gave a yawn and stretched. \"Damn, this day just keeps going on and on! I'm gonna sleep like a rock at this point.\" He looked Vivi over a bit, then nodded to her. \"Hey, uh... you mind showing me what you've got going on down there?\" He pointed at her crotch. \"Maybe around back, too? I mean, you can clearly see-\" He looked down and noticed his dick was still gone. \"Okay so, you can't see what I'm usually packing 'cause a friend ate it, but... well, I hope you don't mind me asking.\"\n\n\"Oh no!\" she peeped, and giggled into her wings. \"Nooooooo, I just couldn't!\" She looked to Joesy, and cast him an unmistakable 'please make me' look.\n\nThe wolf caught on and grinned, showing off all his teeth. His big paws peeled her wings away while she wiggled cutely. \"Go on ahead, Walt! Take a nice long look!\" He made sure Vivi was pinned in place by giving her a long, deep kiss.\n\nHer curlicue nostrils flared, taking in his puffs of hot wolf breath. She could still smell the carnage and it made her shiver deliciously. \"You make me so [i]frightened![/i]\" she mumbled to him with love and glee.\n\nWalter took in what he was seeing and chuckled, squatting down in front of Vivi. \"Well alright, if he says I can then I'm gonna.\" He reached out to the batgirl's crotch, feeling around with his fingers. \"Let's see what kinda warm, gooey thing you've got down here,\" he teased.\n\nIf a vagina can look shy, Viktoria's did. The mound was petite like a bunny tail spit down the middle. Her labia were tucked neatly inside. At Walter's poking, they engorged and unfolded, releasing a few drops of dew that slithered down his fingertips. A few inches further back lurked a butthole that looked considerably played with. Her cheeks were flattish, as was her bosom, since she was overall light and airy. But between them was a pudgy little pucker. Fairly loose to the touch. Looked like it had been pried open by toys and fingers plenty of times. Above it, a slender tail quivered, with webbing running along its sides to join her wings.\n\nWalter stuck his tongue out as he prodded his fingers around, not bothering to be delicate about it either. He just jammed them in wherever it felt like he could. \"Yup, she's wet as heck down here. She's lovin' this. That, or she pissed herself,\" he joked, moving his now very slick fingers to her backdoor and finding they slid in with surprisingly little resistance. He ears stood straight up and he whistled. \"Man, she's got a well practiced butt, that's for sure! I do love a lady who likes it up the bum, heh.\" He leaned in to give her pussy an encouraging kiss and lick.\n\nMuffled by her french kissing with Joesy, Vivi let out a shriek at being manhandled so brutishly. She certainly didn't pull away though. In fact, she lifted her leg to give Walter better access. He felt a dainty clawed foot perch on his back for balance. And when his tongue swiped her pussy, her cunny decided that what he'd said earlier was a good idea. A spurt of warm, tropical-scented bat pee shot out. It left a yellow streak down his chin and chest.\n\n\"Mmmmm!\" was his response as he pulled back a bit and licked his lips. \"She's a drink dispenser, too! Kinda fruity.\" He immediately went back in for more, sucking at her mound like a nursing babe while he drilled her butt with two, then three, then four fingers.\n\nHer butt flower opened up with no resistance. It was spongy and comfy. Slick with anal sweat. Viktoria's pee didn't have any of the overbearing saltiness that urine usually tasted of. Being a fruit bat, hers was naturally sweet, and made even more so by Hell's frisky magic. It tasted like pineapple and peach juice. Up above, she and Joesy were kissing violently. Moaning into each other's mouths. Battling with their long tongues. Vivi lifted her head to give him ample space to cup his big hand around her throat. Walter could feel her racing heartbeat in her veins.\n\nHe decided to help her out and nipped at her clit with his buck teeth. He gave it a quick squeeze, then licked over it, repeating this process once or twice while working his hand up her rump to the wrist. He hummed to himself as he played with her, enjoying the intimacy and the friendliness of the impromptu romp.\n\nJoesy opened his mouth as wide as a bear trap, showing Vivi his chompers. Her eyes were wide and she trembled all over as he framed his face in her teeth. Rotating his head back and forth, cupping her features, letting her feel the ivory points lightly touching her skin. She squealed and swooned and tipped her head back, giving him total access. Joesy clamped his jaws down, lightly, on her throat. They'd played through this for real multiple times tonight, while he chased her around the apartment and demolished the livingroom. Now it was fun to show restraint. To hover on the edge.\n\nWalter kept up his game of nibbling and licking until he had to pull away for a deep yawn. \"Damn... I'm really gettin' beat here, I don't think I can go much further tonight.\" He jammed his fist up Vivi's butt a couple more times before rather roughly yanking it out. He promptly stuffed it in his mouth, cleaning off whatever might've gotten on it in the meantime.\n\nThat yank did it. Vivi was on the verge from being held so wonderfully helpless in her predator's arms, and she was already a champion aficionado of ass play. Feeling a fist fly out of her fanny made her squeal and nearly crumple to the carpet. Her foot wobbled on Walter's back, but barely kept her upright. Joesy helped too, sweeping an arm around her back. A fang grazed her throat, drawing a tiny line of blood, which kicked off a second co-orgasm. She swept her wings tight around her wolf, gibbering and out of breath. \"Oh wolf... oh bunny...\"\n\nSaid bunny did his best to help her get steady as he stood up. \"Always happy to help.\" He yawned again and gave Joesy a pat on the rear. \"I'm gonna head off to bed, bud. I'll catch you tomorrow. You said something about school, right?\" he asked, wanting to make sure he wasn't mistaken.\n\nThe wolf was largely distracted by the quavering flower in his arms, making cute little murmurs as she held close to him and peed on the carpet. \"Huh? Yeah. School. Your phone oughtta wake you up, no worries. Or you'll hear me fuckin' around in the kitchen. Have a good night, man. I might... stay up a bit longer.\"\n\nVivi made a noise like something at crotch-level had given her a poke.\n\nWalter nodded and yawned again. He swore afterwards, frustrated by how tired he was, but there was little he could do to fight it. So much had happened to him already and it was only his first day in the Land Of The Dead. He shuffled his way into his room and gave a stretch, then shucked off his shirt.\n\nHe laid down in his bed and was half surprised to find some of his favorite stuffies he'd owned while he was alive. He found it odd that they'd show up, but he was happy to see them. He'd have a heck of a time sleeping without something to snuggle. He grabbed the blue alien one and hopped up under the covers, sighing. \"Fuck this place is weird.\"\n\nThe bed was like quicksand. Warm, comfy, soothing, cool, soft quicksand. So easy to sink into. The blankets and sheets seemed to hug him. The room was as chilly as he liked, since it was fun to snuggle up with a lot of blankets. Quiet, though he could hear distant thrums and thumps of other tenants all around him. It wasn't long before peaceful sleep enfolded him. And dreams with lots of butts and boobies.\n\n\n***\n\n\nDreamland took the rabbit on a long, lewd trip, though somehow much more relaxed than the day he'd had. His memory couldn't quite keep any of it. Though he found himself waking the next morning with a generous helping of morning wood.\n\nHe sat up and yawned, half expecting to see his old room, his overweight, middle aged body, his mediocre bed... but no, he was in the bedroom of the apartment him and Joesy lived in. He looked around, taking it all in, still feeling like it could all peel away at any second... But it didn't. He was well and truly dead. He was well and truly in Hell. And yet... He couldn't help feeling like he was cheating something somehow. It was an odd feeling, but he let it be. He gave a good stretch, then hopped on out of bed, heading to the bathroom to do his morning duties. But then he stopped, as he stood in the middle of the bedroom, shrugged, and just starting pissing as he stood there. He watched the yellow liquid splash on the floor and chuckled at his naughtiness. \"Heck yeah. I can do whateeeeeever I want now.\"\n\nEventually he flicked the last few drops off his wiener, didn't bother to wash his hands, and headed out to the living room.\n\nFrom there, the bun's ears could hear playful sounds emanating from the kitchen. Teasing wolfy growls. Fluttery accented laughter. And the smell of what was probably batbacon.\n\nWalter sighed to himself and just... took it all in. He never thought dying would make his life so much better, but then... maybe some fates are worse than death.\n\n\n***\n\n\nUnbeknownst to the bunny, a creeping paw turned the knob inside his closet. An eye flashed with a malicious gleam. The door opened slowly and a figure emerged, tip-toeing on the carpet in preparation for an ambush. The figure held a long black cylindrical weapon, with a lubed-up condom covering the tip. Grinning lips parted over buck teeth.\n\nFor it was none other than the snooping form of... [i]TRUANT OFFISA TIDDIES!!![/i]\n\n\n\n-------\nAlex Reynard: The end, shall we say?\n\nRobby Rourke: For now.\n\n[shakes hands]\n\n\n\n\n",
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Sunnyside & Turvytown
a Hellish RP
by Alex Reynard & Robby Rourke
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Walter stirred. His bed was oh so comfy, as it always was in the morning. He was all too familiar with that phenomenon, how hard it was to get comfortable when getting to sleep, but how everything seemed so perfect upon waking. He yawned... and furrowed his brow. His blurry mind couldn't quite put its finger on it, but something felt... off to him.
The rabbit was well into adulthood. Tubby around the middle and the backside. Brown-bearded with white fur and glasses. He lived alone, had a minimum wage job, and managed to pay his bills on time. He also spent his spare time playing video games, surfing the internet, watching videos, and masturbating to all kinds of strange, kinky things. On the outside he was as normal as he could be, but on the inside he was all kinds of lewd. He liked it that way, but he longed for a place where he could share that side of him without scaring off potential friends. You couldn't tell what someone was okay with just by looking at them, so it made it hard for him to confide in people. As such, he didn't have many friends, beyond those he'd met online.
But something... ah, his voice! When he yawned, something sounded different about it. It was... higher, maybe? He coughed, attempting to clear his throat, but that didn't seem to do anything. He sat up, rubbing his eyes before stretching and scratching his back.
Then he stopped.
Something else was really, really off.
He felt... out of proportion with himself somehow? Bits were shorter? Skinnier? It was confusing the hell out of him.
When he opened his eyes, as blurry as they were, they immediately shot wide.
Everything Was Red.
He looked around in a mild panic, not recognizing the room he was in at all. He whined softly, then looked down at himself and yelped! He was so small! Well, much smaller than he knew himself to be, at least. He whipped the blankets off and examined his arms, legs, and significantly less protuberant tummy. He felt his face, felt the beard and even the glasses he expected to, even though he knew he didn't go to sleep with them on.
And then, in a voice he hadn't heard in almost half his lifetime, he spoke.
"W-where the hell is the rest of me??"
Walter was not to receive an answer to this question in a timely fashion. As soon as he spoke, he was startled by a commanding female voice: "You slacker!! Get up out of that bed!!!" And as soon as this voice spoke, Walter's bed vanished, making him plummet a few feet and land on his bunny tush.
Walter nearly leapt off the bed from a sitting position and was shocked when he suddenly wumped onto the floor. His head whipped around to see where the hell that voice was coming from, and he yipped in shock when its source made itself present.
Suddenly he was not alone in the red room. It was still doorless and smooth all over, but now there was a beaver cop lady standing in it. Mid-twenties. Legs akimbo. One hand on hip, the other pointing a scolding finger at him. She had auburn fur, big buck teeth, a standard waffle-y tail, and a modest blue policewoman's uniform, except that her bountiful chest was straining the fabric to its limits. Her nipples were impossible to miss, leaving little wet circles in the cloth. Likewise her forearm-thick unerect member, highlighted against her latex-tight pants. Her badge was cartoonishly large, and read, 'OFFISA TIDDIES'.
"Loitering!" she accused. "And look at you now! Not a stitch of clothing on! Shaaaaaame! What do you have to say for yourself?"
His eyes went wide, taking in the form of this apparent caricature, becoming aroused in spite of the adrenaline pumping through his system. When the curvaceous beaver woman chastised him for being naked, he quickly covered himself, blushing deeply. He cowered and shivered slightly, heart beating a mile a minute in his chest. He stood up rather slowly before addressing his possible captor.
"I'm s-sorry miss, but... I don't know where I am! I don't know why I'm here, or... or why I look like this! I mean, I know I went to sleep naked, but I'm pretty sure I was taller, fatter, older, and slightly balding! I sound like a teenager! I look like a teenager!" he mumbled, "well, except for my beard," before continuing. "If I'd had the chance to get dressed I would've, but- HOLY FUCK THAT'S A COCK!" He pointed rather abruptly at it, with his other hand doing its best to hide his rigid shame. It took him another couple of seconds before he meekly apologized. "Oh shit... um... I didn't mean to blurt that out, I'm sorry."
The officer whipped an overflowing notepad off her utility belt and started writing on it while shaking her head. "Tsk tsk tsk. Nudity. Making up outrageous stories. Swearing! This is just too much. You are a fuzzy little menace to the community, that's what you are."
Walter tilted his head and gave a look of disbelief. "Wha... ?" He looked the beaver cop over and noticed her badge. This made his eyebrows rise with incredulous surprise. "Offisa... Ti-..." He pinched the bridge of his nose, wincing in disbelief and sudden frustration. "Okay, so... this is some kind of dream, or something? Or what, was I kidnapped and hooked up to some insane virtual reality machine? Is this some Chinese knockoff Matrix?" Midway through his spiel he remembered he was still naked, so he tried to keep a hand and a crossed leg over his junk while his free hand gesticulated. He was quite an animated talker.
At this, the beaverette's stern demeanor dropped a bit, suggesting it was only ever just a game. "Hmmmm... I suppose I can show some leniency, given your situation." She came closer and sat down on the square couchlike protrusion that had suddenly appeared from the red room's walls. She patted the space beside her for Walter to hop up. "Given that you're, y'know... dead. Do you remember how it happened?"
The rabbit was becoming more and more incredulous as more information was given to him. "Okay, yeah, no, I'm definitely not dead. If I were dead, I wouldn't be anything. Boom, poof! Gone to the Ether!" He wiggled the fingers on his free hand. "You're not gonna get me by thinking this is Limbo, or Purgatory, or some Great Beyond kind of junk." He looked around again. "Your effects guy is leaning WAY too hard on the red for this to be believable, honestly." Still, something felt incredibly off about all of it. His logical mind was clinging tightly to whatever it could of what he Knew to be True, while ignoring other factors, like his very obvious bodily changes.
The officer tilted her head, bemused by the challenge. "So. No more good cop then. Do you deny that on the night of the 19th, you cooked yourself up a nice steak with mashed potatoes, spent eight solid hours masturbating to drawings of prolapses- vaginal AND anal- while talking to friends, whereupon you told them you were "feeling a little sick and wanted to go to bed early"?"
Walter was mid "catching her in the act" pose when he stopped. His facial expression changed slowly to one of concentration, then to a very different kind of disbelief. The kind that one uses exclusively when they Know that what they've been told is True, but they don't WANT it to be. He blinked, shrinking back. He was beginning to fear what may have occurred. "I... Noooo... no, you don't, that-... that is NOT okay! You've got... y-you hacked the cameras in... in m-my..." He stopped. His monitors DIDN'T have cameras. He hadn't owned a laptop with a camera in it for more than five years. Plus, his webcam was disconnected when he wasn't using it, for this exact reason. But... "...On m-my PHONE! My phone! You're getting all this info through my phone! Are you with Rogers? I switched fucking YEARS ago, what could you possibly want??" He was getting desperate.
She ignored his tirade and put her hands on her hips. "You forgot to turn your stove off. Your gas stove. You weren't getting the flu, genius, you were breathing carbon monoxide."
Walter's eyes went wide. His jaw dropped. He cupped his hand over his mouth and his eyes went to the floor, flicking back and forth like he was reading it, searching it for the information he needed to be true...
...but he couldn't find it.
The beaver smirked. "Gotcha, didn't I?"
His head slowly shook. He mouthed the word 'no' a few times. He backed up to the wall and slowly slid down it. He stared off into the distance, running the events over in his mind again and again.
He Forgot To Turn The Stove Off.
He Wasn't Getting The Flu.
He Died In His Sleep While Jerking Off To Prolapses.
He was aghast. It was all True.
There was no other way.
He looked back up to the beaver, searching for mercy. He had no idea what his current circumstances even meant. Was she here to help, or to harm? Suddenly he gasped, and his voice cracked. His head shook. He began to cry mid sentence. "Oh my god I'm in Hellllllll..." He knew it. Nowhere else would be this red. And big ol' Offisa Tiddies was here to send him into eternal damnation for Sins Of The Flesh.
A wicked grin spread over her adorable brown fuzzy muzzle. She lifted her cute little cop cap up, and a disproportionate set of glossy black demonic horns emerged. "Not bad. I usually have to spell it out for the new fish. You might be a sharper tool than I figgered, rabbit."
Walter shrank back hard against the wall, a hand pushing out to ward her off. He knew there was nothing he could do to stop her, but his instincts were going crazy. He babbled incoherently; a general mix of words like 'no', 'please', 'don't', and phrases like "I didn't know any better", "I wasn't hurting anyone", and "it's not fair". There was nothing he could do to stop it from coming, but maybe, juuuust maybe, she'd show him mercy.
"No mercy for lawbreaking bunnies!" she said merrily, as if reading his mind. With effortless grace and strength, she darted out a paw and picked him up like he weighed no more than a tissue. "C'mere you. Your punishment starts now!" Walter felt himself forcefully draped across her lap and restrained with a gentle paw on his back, while the other one rustled around. "You're getting a spanking!" the officer declared with glee.
Walter's mind was forced back to a time long past, something he hadn't felt for two solid decades. The lap against his stomach, his bared bottom, the gentle hand on his back...
... the gentle hand?
He was a bit too panicked to process this information consciously, but it did help somewhat. He didn't struggle as hard as he would have otherwise, but he did mewl rather pathetically.
She enjoyed his frantic wiggles. Tensing up, she let fly with the first smack.
Walter had expected a flat palm leaving his hiney sore and pink. Instead what whapped into it was like a tube sock filled with rubber.
It struck him again. Not painful at all, just... odd. It made his buttocks jiggle. From her breathing, the officer was clearly enjoying herself.
Walter's crying... slowed down... and eventually stopped. He sniffled, but now he was more confused again. "What... what are you...?" He turned his head to see exactly what was happening.
Four petite fingertips gripped his cranium like iron. "Ah ah ah!" she sang. "No peeking!" The meaty tube kept impacting Walter's underage buns. Was it getting firmer?
He wasn't... entirely sure what she was hitting him with. Whatever it was it didn't exactly hurt. He wondered if maybe he should play it up like it did, else she might pull out a bigger, less floppy baseball b-
Walter immediately became aware that she was hitting him with her penis. This caused him to blush deeply and bite his lip. It also caused his previously shrunken boner to come back. He... well, he wasn't normally into spanking, but this was just the right flavor of weird. His rump was wobbling pleasantly, and as he'd noted it definitely didn't hurt. He also recovered very quickly from being in hopeless tears a moment ago.
He wasn't entirely sure what drove him to it, but he decided to press his luck. "Uh... for a denizen of Hell, this punishment isn't exactly very painful. It's... a bit demeaning sure, but it's not quite what I expected. I'm not complaining, of course."
"Naturally," she said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "This is the Naughty Level, junior. You've been quite the impish bunny, but certainly not evil. So we let the punishment fit the crime. I'm afraid you're in for quite a lot of red cheeks, thumping heartbeats and..." she clenched her thighs, trapping the tip of his cock between them and squishing it nicely. "...turgidness. Don't you think that's an appropriate sentence for a criminal-type like you?"
It wasn't quite a wince, but the bunny's face definitely wasn't one of solemn comfort when those thighs locked his dick down. He fought the urge to hump against her, still not entirely sure this place or this beaver lady was on the level. "Alright, well... that makes some kinda sense, I guess." He said, fidgeting, but finding himself surprisingly comfortable all things considered. "Still, is this really Hell? Like, 'Fire & Brimstone' Hell? Of all the things to be real, Hell is so-..." His brain suddenly realized a different equation didn't quite fit together. "Hang on, if you're hitting me with what I think you are, it's a whooooole lot longer than it was earlier," he commented.
"I'm just spanking you with my hand," she lied sweetly. "How could you possibly think anything different? Such a dirty mind!"
No hand in existence was shaped like that. Walter could damn near feel the veins in it. Plus there were little dots of precum landing on the floor. Judging by this, it was likely two feet or more.
"And, yes. Hell. Realer than real. Everyone's so skeptical these days. CGI has made everything more difficult to prove." She doffed her hat again and blasted a double plume of orange flame up into the ceiling; the curls of fire splashing against the featureless red plastic, causing no damage but looking really cool. And Walter couldn't deny the wave of heat he felt on his face.
He'd craned his neck up to look at it, and was duly impressed. "Fair enough. Mind you, I know this definitely isn't a movie, and you nailed it in one on Plausible Cause Of Death." He sighed. "That's really gonna suck for my online friends when they find out. But... well, I guess I'll see them again some day." He shrugged. Then he thought for a minute. "By the way, 'Offisa Tiddies'? Really?" He inflected the last word with the most incredulousness he could muster, trying to steal another glance over his shoulder.
Her eyes went wide. "How DARRRRE you call me that! No respect for an officer of the peace!" Her spanking doubled in speed. It was like being hit in the ass with multiple basketballs. "I'll have you know, you little hooligan, that I am a licensed and bonded Hellguardian of the realm, and my name is Velvetiron Clampanessa. Where would you ever get such a ridiculous idea as to call me 'Offissa Tiddies'!?"
Walter was now being whomped hard enough to bump him around quite well. His voice was warbled from it, and his dick was getting a half-decent incidental stroking in the meantime. "F-from y-your b-badge! It s-said Off-iff-issa Tidd-iddies!" he claimed.
Officer Clampanessa grew a few more arms long enough to scribble on her notepad. "More lying! You just never stop! Ooooh, so naughty! What AM I going to do with you? Have you no sense of decency?" Her pad and arms vanished so she could properly grip the 'couch', bite her lip, and suddenly deluge Walter's back in hot cinnamon roll icing. At least, that's what it felt like.
Walter gawked at the arm growth, a very noticeable pulse running through his now definitely drooling member. He looked away out of embarrassment, only to get practically covered in pleasingly steamy goo of some kind. He gave a low, muffled chortle, like Goofy when he'd get kissed by a pretty girl. He did so love the feeling of the slowly cooling slop spreading over and down his sides. It made him forget momentarily about his circumstances, and he reminded himself to do more wet & messy play in the-... Oh, right. Well, maybe the opportunity would come up? Who knew?
The beaverette stood and plucked Walter off her lap in one effortless motion, holding him up by his bunnytail. While normally this would be painful, it wasn't. Just a neutral tugging sensation. He rotated back and forth a bit, feeling droplets of warm goo slither and drip from his fur to land with loud PLAPs on the floor.
"The punishment seems ineffective. This bunny is still as naughty as ever. I guess I'll have to take more drastic measures. Like a permanent relocation to a rehabilitative community!" She tossed back her head and cackled maniacally (accompanied by actual thunderbursts in the background).
Then she leaned in and swiftly whispered, in a much gentler tone, "By the way, let me know if any of this stops being fun. Or if you have any questions. That's what I'm here for, after all." A soft kiss, then she straightened up and resumed the Bad Cop act.
The rabbit was rather disoriented being held upside down, but... something about it felt... oddly arousing to him. Being handled so easily, like he weighed so little, that the person holding him could very clearly do with him as she pleased. Again he blushed, deeper so when she gave him the little kiss. He cleared his throat and nodded, crossing his arms. He was happy he wasn't uncomfortable like that since he imagined it was a rather humorous pose. "So! Uh... rehabilitittty communitits... or... fuck, whatever you said; where is this place? How the hell do we get out of here?" He found the view quite appealing as well, looking up at Clampanessa's bosom from below.
She simply tilted her head and winked. At that, the entire red room suddenly burst open like a huge cardboard gift box. Bright sunshine slapped Walter in the face, and the sound of screeching tires. The room had unfolded in the middle of a busy small town main street! Still holding Walter, Velvetiron extended her other arm to direct traffic around them. Walter could definitely see that the people in the cars were gawking, giggling, and pointing at his nudeness.
He was rather shocked by the sudden reveal AND the loud noises the followed. He hid himself as well as he could, arms in front of his face, legs scrunched around to try and hide his junk. Nothing could be done about that rump of his though; tail raised and everything. People could probably see his butthole, even! The thought made him shudder, precum drooling off one of his thighs. There were so many people! There were all STARING at him! Some of them were giving that naughty, knowing giggle... He was irrevocably exposed to a presumably innocent public. He never knew why the idea of it turned him on so much, but it did. It also made his cheeks glow like bright pink neon lights.
Velvetiron might have been rotating him a little on purpose to show him off, or maybe it was just the wind. Over the din of cars and giggles, she welcomed him. "This, Walter, is your new home! Sunnyside! A city where everyone's normal. All the time. Or else!"
Walter was briefly distracted by a passing mouse girl who seemed to be hiding more than the usual number of bellybuttons under her shirt.
"That's where we come in. The Fun Police! We're here to stop you from having any. Too much naughtiness and we might just have to throw you in..." A melodramatically disgusted grunt (with maybe a hint of a grin?) "...Turvytown."
Walter was trying to listen, but his ears kept swiveling to catch comments. What could people be saying? Was he unclean? Could they see his penis? Could they see how aroused he was? His eyes were darting around from between gingerly spread fingers. He wasn't sure if he liked the sounds of Turvytown, but Sunnyside was going to give him severe palpitations! He might get to like it here, were he wearing some sort of clothing.
The officer showed no signs of allowing him to get covered up, almost as if she were enjoying his embarrassment! "It's like any other normal town here. Normal people, normal routines. Since you're just a tyke, you'll be going to school soon. Otherwise the truant officer might pay your ass a visit." There was no indication whether this was figurative or literal.
School? Oh goodness. "But... I'm thirty! Almost thirty-one!" he complained, getting another good view of the bottom of Clampanessa's tits. "I went through school more than a decade ago! I had a paying job! And where the heck am I gonna live?" He finally realized he didn't exactly have a home here from what he could tell.
She tapped him on the nose in reprimand. "Nope. You're about fifteen from what I can see. No arguments! You're off to Plainview High in the morning. In the meantime, do you think we should take this inside?" There were still definitely cars zipping past. On the sidewalks, some citizens were openly pointing and laughing, others were trying to avert their gazes. Some were 'smoothing out' their pants.
Walter wasn't entirely sure how he felt about this. He was getting a rather uncertain air of 'I'm totally gonna get inappropriate boners around kids' from this going to school idea. For a moment he thought the 'this' she was referring to was him and she was talking to someone else, but either way he nodded. "Yeah, let's go somewhere with fewer prying eyes, if you don't mind."
Officer Clampanessa nodded curtly. Then strode across the road to the sidewalk, causing a few accidents behind her. She didn't look back. As she carried Walter across town (her arm somehow never tiring), Walter heard soft footsteps. Behind him was a cute little coyote girl. She waved shyly.
Walter worried briefly about the crashes, covering his ears in fear before he realized if he was dead, then chances are so was everyone else. 'Hopefully it didn't hurt,' he thought. He opened his eyes to see the cute coyote girl, which made him tense up and cover his junk from her view as much as he could... but he did wave back. He could not lie: given the chance he'd appreciate seeing her naked.
The little Pred cutie giggled in an adorably innocent fashion. Then she looked around quickly, checking to make sure no one was observing. When the time was right, her finger darted out like a rock from a slingshot. Walter felt it swipe across his tailhole like a credit card. Then straight into her mouth it went, where she 'mmm'ed at the musky, cummy flavor.
Walter eeped and arced his back at the daring touch of his sensitive hole. Then his eyes went wide, his balls contracted, and he shot a streak of cum for a solid second. And then he went rather limp, murmuring incomprehensibly to himself about someone touching his butthole just so they could taste it. He was lost in that memory for a fair while, his cock drooling thick droplets of clear pre the whole time.
The coyote waved again, thanking the bunny for a treat, then ran off in a different direction to seek mischief elsewhere.
Clampanessa smiled proudly. She whispered, and Walter somehow heard it clearly over the bustle of the city. "I'm glad to see you playing nicely with others already. I think you've realized by now, this whole city is a game. There's rules and unwritten rules. I'll explain exactly as much as you want me to. Though, most furs enjoy bumping around, making mistakes, and figuring out the boundaries for themselves."
The bunny did little more than nod. "Uh-hunh..." He was practically leaving a trail of pink, puckered hearts.
***
Walter woke up in bed for the second time that day.
This time he was less disoriented, remembering his interactions with the busty beaverette right away. He could still smell her on his fur, for one. And he was still nekkid beneath his bedsheets. But they weren't his sheets. As he blinked and pulled himself sitting up, he realized he was in an apartment bedroom. Not his own, but similar dimensions. A nicer bed than his too. And, from the quiet sounds of whirring coming from the other room, he wasn't alone.
He couldn't remember much after his anal-assisted painting of the sidewalk, so it was possible Offisa Tiddies had brought him back to her place and tucked him in bed. Maybe for further shenanigans.
The rabbit surveyed his surroundings after he got out of bed, checking out any furniture he could find, opening drawers, peeking in closets. His ears stayed alert for the sounds of Velvetiron possibly walking in on him. He wondered if he'd be able to locate some clothing to wear.
The apartment turned out to be nicely furnished, and almost aggressively normal. It reminded him of a photo in a homewares catalog. Comfy floor rug, nice curtains. Drawers full of clothing. All of it in his size. Normal young boy clothes. No folded skimpy cop uniforms, lacy underthings, or padded handcuffs.
Rather convenient, he thought. He found a shirt, some underwear, and a pair of shorts that all fit surprisingly well. He looked himself over, finding it all to his approval. He dared not question the logic of it, knowing full well things were weird down here. They clearly knew he was coming, so there wasn't much sense asking why all those clothes fit him.
He walked to the bedroom door, placing his hand on the doorknob. He stopped, breathing deeply. 'Alright,' he thought to himself, 'let's walk on out there into... whatever it's gonna be. New "life", down in hell, in some place called Sunnyside, of all things'.
"Fuck this place is weird," he mumbled to himself as he opened the door and ventured outward.
Right down the short hallway (bathroom, closet, second bedroom; he noticed at a glance), he could see into a kitchen where a teenage wolf boy was sitting nude at a dining room table and eating a sandwich.
Walter stopped when he saw the other boy, wondering how he'd react. Clampanessa said something about things being normal and not normal... was nudity normal? Would he get punished? He also then remembered what his "punishment" had been and figured really, what was the worst that could happen? He shrugged it off and continued forth with just a smidgen of trepidation.
Once within the kitchen, he waved a bit nervously to the wolf boy. "Hey, uh... I woke up in a bed here. I think I'm probably supposed to be here, unless I'm not in which case I think I'm wearing your clothes, and I apologize for that." He scratched the back of his head and chuckled. "Walter, by the way," he added.
The predkid turned and arched an eyebrow, putting his hands stiffly on his hips. "And what the heck do you think you're doing in my house!?"
Walter stiffened. He looked around as though some object in the room would vouch for him. "I-... Offissa Tidd- I-I mean Clamp-a-peen- er..." He shook his head, waving his hands around like he'd walked through a cloud of Freudian Slipping Gas. Once he'd moved around enough to reset his brain he continued "That officer lady brought me here! At least... I think she did?"
The stern look broke, spreading into a wide, goofy, toothy grin. "I figured. They said I'd be getting a new roomie today. I'm just bustin' your nuts!" He guffawed, but snuck a quick look at Walter's area. "C'mon and sit down! I'm just having some lunch. Mi casa es su casa, apparently. I've only been here three days and it's definitely a relief having someone I can drop the act around." He took a messy bite of his baloney, mayo, and mustard. "I mean, I assume? You wouldn't BE here if you weren't a weirdo too, right?"
The bunny exhaled, letting all the nervous air out of his system before quickly taking up a seat across from the wolfkid. He didn't feel that hungry, so he just looked around while they talked. "Yeah, I'm... a bit of a weirdo," he said with a light blush in his cheeks. "I feel extra weird looking half my normal age and apparently having to go to school, but I'll probably get used to it eventually." He looked the other boy over, trying to get a feel for him. "So... what kinda weird are you, then? I'm getting a feeling this whole place is entrenched in, like... kink stuff, but I wanna make sure."
That grin again. In lieu of explaining in words, he reached over and stuck two fingers in the open mayo jar. "I'm Joesy, by the way." He reached back and, though there was no visual, from the sounds it seemed highly likely he had just stuffed his entire hand up his ass. It sounded like a very wet kiss. He rooted around a bit, tongue flopping out, until he found an object and removed it. Instead of shit, it was a big green deli pickle. He showed it off for a moment, then bit down with a 'crunch'.
Walter bit his lip and tried not to look nearly as turned on as he very clearly was by what was going on. Eventually he gulped, then nodded. "Ah... okay, so you're THAT kind of weird." He let it go for a bit before his blush deepened. "Yeah... yeah, that was... that was pretty hot... " he admitted, looking at the table. He leaned back and looked down at the tent in his shorts. "No real sense hiding what we're into, hunh?" he asked, looking back up at Joesy. "'Cause I'm... well... I've got a loooooong list of kinks personally, but somehow this place knew to put me in a place that would capitalize on my embarrassment. Lucky me, I guess?" He shrugged with an awkward, unknowing smirk.
"I think that's the point, bro. How much did your cop lady friend explain about the game here?" He took another bite, then offered some of the ass-pickle to Walter.
He took it, looking it over and sniffing it before tossing it in his mouth. "A bit. I get the idea we're supposed to be normal, and if we get caught being weird then stuff happens." He swallowed. "Can't be that hard, really. Mind you, some little girl just... um..." it made him blush and squirm just thinking about it. He cooed, then continued. "She rubbed my butthole, then licked her finger. So... I mean, there's clearly the want to be weird, but I can't see it being too hard to hide in all honesty."
Joesy nodded in great approval. Both at how quick this bun caught on, and at the acceptance of the ass-pickle. He reached into his magic butthole for a can of Pepsi and cracked it. Ice cold and dripping, just like out of the fridge. "Right on. The whole town's full of perverts, like us," a smile, "but we're not allowed to be. And for the same reason a chastity belt works. The more you can't, the more you want to. So, the unspoken rule is, you've gotta be hiding something all the time. Physically, usually. Lots of people try to have extra parts, or extra-big parts, and go out barely hiding them. Mine's relatively easy, but then, I'm just feeling things out myself. But I've always wanted an asshole the size of a frisbee that I could just pull stuff outta."
Walter shuddered lewdly at the description. "Yeah... yeah, I can see the appeal to that." He fidgeted, resisting an urge to touch himself. Then he figured... ah, to heck with it. He leaned back and sighed as he stuck his hand in his pants, massaging his needy, leaky prick. "You, uh... you'll tell me if I go too far with getting myself comfortable here, yeah?" he said, biting his lip. Then he chuckled. "Well okay, I doubt THIS is 'too much', but... if I ever get near there I... I might end up making a mess of the place, depending on what's available to do." He admitted. "I, uh... like me some pretty messy stuff. Gross things, too. Mostly girls doing them, but I'm flexible. Oh, and flexible girls, too." He cooed, eyes shut softly as he imagined Things. He was really getting comfy.
Joesy slurped. "Sounds like they did a good job pairing us up. My family was one of those 'keeping up appearances' ones. Nice house, spotless floors. God, just standing in the shower and shitting my underpants was SO liberating! Got in a freeway accident a few days ago, and man, I do NOT regret it." He gulped. "Passenger, by the way. I wasn't trying to suicide or kill people. I'm not like that. Although..." All his confidence evaporated and he was suddenly an embarrassed, wiggly pup. "I guess I should admit, if I'm fine with you being messy, I hope you'll be fine with me, um, wanting to eat you occasionally. I mean, no offense! Nothing mean about it. It's just... I'm a wolf. You're a plump, tasty-looking bunny."
Walter stared, then blinked. Then he blushed and looked rather sheepish. "You... Wait, that's a legit option?" It occurred to him he had no clue how it'd work, but if they were both dead anyway why wouldn't it be? "I mean, I've always had vore kinks of ALL kinds," he waved his free hand to emphasize the all, "but I never thought I'd actually get to try them out!" He considered it, feeling his heart race nervously. "Though... gimme a bit on that one. I might need to warm up to it. Get comfortable with other stuff. I've always had a thing about pain, so if it's gonna hurt, I'm probably not gonna be THAT into it. Still... fucking hell, I can't tell you how hot it is to be told how I taste or smell, and that someone actually LIKES my flavor..." He shivered and bucked instinctively into his hand. His tip was drooling quite nicely at all of this.
Joesy practically lit up like a Christmas tree. "Oh thank GOD!!" he bellowed, nearly melting in relief. "Or, I guess Satan? I dunno yet. But my dad was super big into 'You must respect Prey and not act like a stereotypical Pred!' For crying out loud, I like Prey just fine as friends. But they also smell sooooooo good! And if you like that stuff, Walter, we are seriously gonna get along fine. And I'm cool just teasing you for now. I'm pretty sure they're not big on pain down here. Oh! I should mention the punishments." He swigged his soda, then swallowed the can.
"If you get caught doing pervy stuff, anything can happen. Sometimes ninja guys jump out and paddle your ass with big pool noodles. Sometimes cops will pull down your pants. I saw them pee on a guy! From everything I can tell though, it's just in the spirit of fun. They embarrass you a bit, you go on with your day. But it's usually just enough that you wanna try not to be caught out."
The rabbit considered the idea and nodded. "Yeah, that makes sense. It's all for fun, from what I'm getting." He sighs, still milking his rod under the table. "Oh, Velvetiron mentioned, like... some other place, too? Turbo-Town?" He was pretty sure that wasn't it, but he hoped Joesy would know what he meant.
A knowing nod. "I, um, haven't had the courage to go over there yet, but I've heard of it. They speak of it in hushed whispers here. Like you'd talk about a leper colony. But that's all part of the act too. From what I gather, Turvytown's just like here, except the masks are off. You can fuck in the streets, spooge in baby carriages, eat your parents, anything you can think of. So like, if you get tired of keeping up the act over here, you can go over there and just let loose."
Joesy gave Walter another look, the way a diner regards a hamburger. "Also, ah, I'm pretty sure there's no more death here. But still, yeah, um, it'll probably take a little while before I could even try eating you. Or anyone. I'd need to see proof it's 'safe' first. I don't wanna hurt anyone. Just eat them."
Walter nodded. "Same here, honestly. There are so many things I've always wanted to try. And, oddly, I think I'd almost prefer checking out the other place first if that's what it's all about. Deep end first, get acclimated, jizz myself to skin and bones, then maybe try something a bit more 'normal'." He shrugged with one hand still buried in his shorts. "I feel like I've just woken up in the coolest wet dream ever. I wanna meet and make friends with as many weirdos as I can, take advantage of all this stuff before I wake up again, y'know?"
Joesy looked like this was just what he was secretly hoping to hear. "Awriiight! I guess I was kind of hoping you'd nudge me into it." He crammed the rest of his sandwich into his maw to finish it, and unsubtly showed off his pointy teeth to Walter. "Getting there is easy. Just go over to the front door. I'll catch up in a hot sec."
The rabbit blinked, shrugged, then hopped off his chair. He pulled his hand out of his shorts, a couple strings of pre-cum stuck to a shiny bit on his palm. He licked it, then wiped the rest on his shirt. "Always happy to help a guy out," he said as he headed to where he figured the front door was.
Walter heard the sounds of a very quick cleanup. Possibly Joesy throwing the dishes across the room into the sink. Then soon enough, here came the wolf boy, loping down the hall. He was about to detour to his room, then stopped himself. "I guess I don't need to put on clothes if we're going to... the other place." He was totally blushing. "So, okay! See that dial by the door? It's set to Sunnyside, so just open it up and have a look."
The rabbit nodded and did so, turning the doorknob and looking out into what he expected to just be the hallway of an apartment building, though he had no clue how this place even worked, so it was entirely possible he could end up being fifty feet up in air above a pool of sharks for all he knew.
Instead, it was quite similar to when the red room had opened up. There was Sunnyside in the merry afternoon. The door opened onto a short set of steps with a wrought iron railing. There was the street with cars humming past like busy bees. Across the street was a hardware store. While Walter hadn't made it a priority to study the kitchen he'd been in, there'd been a window behind him and, from memory of his peripheral vision, they had to have been on an upper floor.
He blinked. "Uh... well, that's... convenient, I guess. Hunh."
"Freaky, isn't it?" Joesy said. "Now turn the dial to Hallway."
Walter stepped back and closed the door. He leaned over a bit to inspect the dial, then turned it counter-clockwise until he found the Hallway option. This time the door- the exact same door- opened onto a perfectly nondescript apartment building hallway.
As if that wasn't startling enough, the tenant across the hall opened her door too to check what was going on. Walter caught just a flash of sandy fur as a glasses-wearing fruit bat popped her head out, then shyly back in with an "Eep!"
He blinked at that too, then shut the door. He chuckled, blushing. "Your, uh... your neighbor's pretty cute, not gonna lie." He then addressed the dial again, looking for something close to what he heard Clampanessa say earlier.
"I haven't met her yet. Same thing: she peeks, then vanishes. Maybe she's a ghost." He'd said it offhandedly, then chuckled at how stupidly accurate he'd accidentally been. "Anyway, you got it. That's the forbidden setting right there. I've been too nervous to try it so far. I heard some stuff about how, like, both towns overlap or something? Like, they exist in the same space? This building's both here and there too. So, at least it means we won't get lost over there."
Walter took a few deep breaths, staring at the doorknob. "That's good to hear then. I'm not really all that worried about causality and euclidean spacial reasoning right now. I'm just... trying to mentally prepare myself so I don't cum the moment I open the door." No sense being dishonest, he figured. After a bit, he closed his eyes, counted to three, and then opened the door, stepping confidently out into whatever lay beyond.
Joesy spaced out a bit at the big words, but then followed behind, grateful that his new Preybunny roommate had seemingly bigger cohones than him.
Outside was a riot. Loud music, sirens, cars screaming by at top speed, unidentifiable moans, and SMELLS! All sorts of odors a body- or several- might produce. Walter's nose involuntarily wrinkled, taking it all in. Right away, just behind the bushes at the side of the building, he could see a cat couple porking in the grass beside a picnic spread. Across the street, people were having a food fight in the parking lot of the hardware store. Walter saw a mother hippo french-kissing her toddler beside a mailbox. He saw a few friends waiting at the bus stop, talking casually while one of them squatted and took a shit.
Not a block away, a koala and fennec were holding each other nervously. Then together, arm in arm, they stepped out into oncoming traffic. POW. They were knocked sky high to land in a splattered heap across the median. They started immediately fucking. High as a kite on the adrenaline, they caressed each other's fascinatingly broken bodies all over, licking blood off each other, passionately kissing, and drilling their fingers into various wounds, getting muffled shrieks of enjoyment in response.
Walter could do little more than just... gawk. He could barely parse all of what he was seeing, but the blood pumping through his veins knew he wanted to be out in it. "Well... no time like the present to experience whatever the fuck THIS is." And so he walked forward.
Taking in all the sights, he quickly judged where he thought would be wisest to go. He saw the group of friends at the bus stop and figured they'd likely be the most helpful, even if one of them was popping a squat right then and there. He jogged lightly in their direction, looking over his shoulder to make sure Joesy was following. The rabbitboy reached out a hand for the wolf to take before looking back towards the others. He looked both ways very cautiously every now and then to check if anything seemed to be coming at them. Once he was certain he was within earshot, he called to the group. "Hey there! Sorry to bother you folks, but my friend and I are new to this place, and we'd like to get a kind of crash course on it ...though not nearly as literally as those two," he pointed to them, slightly grossed out by how graphic it was, but still clearly aroused. He also waved to the pooping person.
They were a quartet. From right to left: A fellow bunny guy in a tanktop and sandals, a pig lady and a lion guy who gave off a 'couple' vibe, and a multi-pierced rat dude who continued to poop.
"Oh sure!" the rabbit said. "Always glad to help some out-of-towners." He looked approvingly at Walter's bunnybits and Joesy's pointy teeth.
"Here, could you hold this for a sec?" The rat said offhandedly. Walter reflexively opened his hand, and a turd was tucked into it. It was in fact still coming out of the rat like an endless string of sausage links.
"Oh, sure," Walter said as he grabbed it reflexively, then did a double take. He scrunched up his nose, blushing deeply, but still holding onto it. "Y'know, that's... that's one thing I tried when I was alive. Hot in fantasy; much less so in practice. It, uh... the smell and, um... other aspects... Not as enjoyable for real as they are on the other side of a computer screen." He held the unbroken turd-link at arm's length.
The rat just rolled his eyes at Walter's newbieness. With the poop taken care of, he had his hands free to rustle in his jeans pockets for his bus pass.
Joesy leaned in over Walter's shoulders. "I dunno, bun. Smells kinda good to me. Kinda like food, almost." He was blushing to admit it, not wanting to perpetuate a canine stereotype.
Walter raised an eyebrow at the wolfboy, then looked at the poop in his hand. It was smudging on his fur in a way that was giving him a proper tent in his shorts. It made him squirm, but he brought it closer to his face for a sniff. He expected exactly what one would expect a person to when they lean in to sniff literal shit, and he prepared himself to recoil thusly.
It did smell like shit. But the odor affected him differently than he would have expected. It smelled dirty and stinky and naughty and fun. The way a stinky fart could make him wrinkle his nose but also giggle.
Over his shoulder, Joesy was salivating. "You gonna eat that or...?"
The rabbit scrunched up his face, but for an unexpected reason. He sniffed again. Then again. A big, DEEP sniff this time. His blush deepened. "Okay, this is... this is lewd as hell," he mumbled, finding himself legit enjoying the smell of the shit. He knew he didn't like it when he was alive, but... now he definitely did. He looked over to Joesy and handed the poop to him. "Nah, not... not yet. You go ahead. I gotta adjust mentally for a bit." He looked at his filth-stained hand once Joesy took the turd from him. He brought it up to his face and sniffed it. Then very gingerly he licked it. His cock was throbbing and drooling in anticipation.
It tasted like if a fart was candy. A dirty, almost savory, brownie flavor. Pretty good! Just unpleasant enough to remind him he was being extremely naughty, but also oddly appealing. On the other hand, Joesy was digging it so much he almost had pink hearts for pupils. The end of the long, ropy turd vanished into his mouth like the hose of a vacuum cleaner. He chewed with sloppy murmurs of enjoyment like he was facefucking a chocolate cake. The rat seemed bemused, and turned slightly in case the wolfguy wanted to nom it all the way to the source.
The pig and lion thought this was hot and started kissing sweetly. The tanktop bun laughed. "Looks like you two are getting a good intro already. We were headin' down to the arcade to play some games and get laid. You guys can come along if you want! Be happy to have you. Though if you don't have a bus pass, you gotta pay with your junk."
Walter's head whipped around mid-lick at that. He blinked. "Uh... Are you insinuating what I think you're insinuating?" he asked, quickly rubbing as much of the hand-shit onto his t-shirt as he could. "I... um... can I at least grow it back afterwards somehow?" He couldn't hide just how hot the idea was to him. A small, growing dampness was visible at the tip of his crotch-tent at the idea that he might get to experience something he'd always wanted to feel, and possibly more than once. He licked his suddenly dry lips, shivering at the aftertaste of the poop on them.
"Man, you're just jumpin' right INTO it!" The bunny chortled. "Naw, you just have to piss in it. Pee-powered engine, obviously. Though if you're eager to be a eunuch, just wait a while. Everything happens to everyone here eventually."
Walter's ears drooped and he hid his face behind his hands in embarrassment. He squirmed and mewled at having needlessly revealed his interest in such a strange kink. But... it was clearly accepted here. He wasn't afraid the other bunny was going to be weirded out since he simply wasn't.
The pig lady looked away from her kiss. "Uh huh. And the rule is, consent's a given. You can always say no-" she booped his nose with a trotter, "-but anyone can come up and do anything to you they like. Same rules apply to you too." She wiggled her tush, implying he might like to try something with her boyfriend standing right there watching.
That got Walter's mind wandering. He blinked, thinking of all that could be done to a person. "Wait... really?" he asked, a tad incredulously. "Anything is a pretty broad term. Anything includes licking and groping to shooting, stabbing, other particularly violent acts... uh..." he thought for a bit, then an odd thing occurred to him. "Wait, can... can people be changed here? Clampanessa grew extra arms at one point, I think? Not sure if that was just my eyes going blurry from the tears or if that actually happened."
She guffawed. "Changing? Nope, I'm pretty sure we can't do that!" Her nose turned into a tit.
Walter's eyes went wide and his mouth fell open at the boob-nose. His eyes drifted down to the pig girl's butt, and then to her boyfriend's face. A nervous, but mischievous grin slid its way over his own as he nodded, then got on his knees behind the pig girl. He was face-to-face with her butt, covered by her skirt. her curly tail poked out above it cutely. He gulped, psyching himself up for what he was going to do, then hooked his thumbs under the bottom of the pig girl's skirt and slowly lifted it. He was breathing quick and deeply, clearly excited about what he might find, though he was pretty sure he knew what would be under there.
Just the standard configuration for a girl, really. Anus and vulva. But both were so profoundly puffy they looked like gummi candies. Like she'd been getting sadistic on herself with a suction pump. Wrinkly and moist and damn near pulsing in time to the pig girl's heartbeat. She cooed cutely at Walter's boldness.
The lion had on naught but boots and undies. He held his girlfriend's shoulders and glared down at Walter, but with a challenging grin. Like, 'C'mon, I dare ya!'
Walter spread those cheeks and greedily eyed the holes on display, stars in his eyes at the sight before him. He licked his suddenly very moist lips, and leaned in to get a closer look. His hands worked at her rumpcheeks idly while he touched his nose to her puffy pucker. He rubbed his face in it before letting his warm tongue out to lick slooooowly up across it, paying attention to all the lewd little details. Then he wrapped his lips around it, his blunt buck teeth rubbing gently over the pooched out hole.
(Meanwhile Joesy was blissfully consuming an endless turd buffet out of the ratguy's well-tongued butthole. The rat barely reacted, checking his watch and fiddling with his phone.)
Walter mmmmmmed, drooling heavily, his cock doing likewise in his shorts. He briefly contemplated taking them off, or at least letting his cock out so he could properly touch himself. But with so many people around to see it... well, that'd just be so embarrassing! His hands stopped massaging long enough for him to very quickly reach down and undo his shorts, letting his musky, slimy, pink dick out for all to see. It wasn't particularly large, but it was certainly productive; drips of pre-cum already collecting on the sidewalk.
As Walter pawed and licked, the hog gal didn't bother containing her adorable piggy squeals. Her curly tail swished, mussing Walter's headfur. As her pleasure grew, her holes flexed and started dripping a thick slime that tasted like lemon lime soda. It gushed so much, Walter couldn't help getting it sloshed all over his muzzle, chin and cheeks, down the front of his chest. The lion was getting into it too, watching his girl's treasures be ransacked. He was jerking off also, pointing his big dick at Walter like aiming a shotgun.
The young bun was getting all kinds of messy. It made him moan, the feel of his shirt sticking to his fuzzy chest, of his face covered in the anal slime of the pig girl. He buried his face in her asshole, rubbing it around, getting it all over himself as he reached a hand down to stroke himself off. He didn't notice the lion of course, far too busy with his girlfriend's sloppy asshole to look anywhere else.
She came a few times, each time bellowing loudly, clutching herself to her lion lover, nuzzling her face against his furry chest. And with each orgasm, she blorted out a liter or so of soup-thick love goo onto the kneeling bunny. His fur was slicked down like he'd been bathing in hair gel. He didn't get any drier when the lion grunted deeply and sprayed ropes of jizz across the bunny's ears and back. Walter was practically glued to the sidewalk.
He lost himself to the throes of passion, feeling all that hot slop splash over him. He groaned, incidentally blowing bubbles in the thick slime on his face. As his own climax rose within him the rabbit dared to take his mouth off the deliciously hole in front of him and instead he bit down hard on the pig girl's left asscheek. He bit down as hard as he could, his smaller cock emptying buckets-worth of cum over the span of a couple of minutes, his balls plumping up visibly in the process, his libido enacting small alterations on him. When his orgasm subsided, he flopped down on the pavement, chewing idly on a mouthful of uncooked pork. He blushed, wiped some of the slime off his face and swallowed. "Uh... s-sorry about that... I got a tad carried away at the end there."
She was panting so much it took an effort to speak. "Nothing to apologize for, stranger! Why else do you think I'd make myself so delicious?"
The lion gave Walter a thumbs-up, not one for long speeches.
Walter was a mess, physically speaking. He looked himself over, noticing how slick he was. He looked like he'd participated in the lewdest Nickelodeon game show ever! He chuckled, reaching down to fondle his now plum-sized balls. They felt kinda squishy, and it made his dick squirt when he squeezed them. He slowly managed to stand up and figured he'd just kick his shorts off altogether. It felt nice having his junk out for people to see, like he was advertising it as a target for who knew what. He bit his lip, enjoying what he looked like, before suddenly he was clean again! But now his fur had a light greenish tinge where ever the pig girl's slime had touched, and he smelled noticeably of lime and just a bit like pig butt. It made him chuckle. "Okay, so apparently my subconscious is quite enjoying having control of things. No clue what it'll do, heh."
Joesy, meanwhile, was outright fucking the rat's asshole with his muzzle. It seemed breathing was optional here. The rat was playing Candy Crush.
Walter finally noticed what they were up to and gave an impressed whistle. "Man, and I thought I was into ass! Not gonna be able to get the smell of him off you any time soon, hunh?" he teased.
"Who'd WANT to?" the wolf managed to articulate with his mouth all the way inside a butthole.
Walter's ears noticed a rumble. The other bunny hooked a thumb over his shoulder. "Hey! Bus is coming! And right after you guys did. That seems par for the course here in the underworld. Oh and, if you wanted to get cleaned off, I had a nifty trick I could've shown you," he told Walter. "I'm into sizeplay," he hinted.
Walter looked over and saw the bus, then nodded to bunny guy. "Maybe later. Never know what might happen," he chuckled and winked, then blushed when he realized he'd just winked at a dude. He coughed, clearing his throat before patting Joesy on the shoulder. "Up time, bud. Bus is here."
It sure was. It was shaped like any normal city bus; same proportions and windows and tires and such. But it was an oddly shiny sheen all over. When it pulled up to the stop and the doors opened, Walter's nose recognized the smell of urinal pucks and wee-wee. The entire bus was porcelain!
Walter blushed at how much the smell of the bus excited him, considering what else he'd experienced just moments before.
Joesy's muzzle was utterly sopping with assgoo and shit-nuggets. He smelled interesting. And he was grinning ear to ear. He patted his tummy. "Good shit, bro."
The rat got on first, feeding tickets into the machine and pointing out his friends. Next was the pig and lion, arms around each other's waists. From his chewing, he might've tried a butt sample himself. The tanktop bunny pushed Walter and Joesy forward. "Don't be shy!"
Inside the bus sat a roly-poly wallaby in a cute grey uniform. "All aboard, you two. New arrivals? Hope you're full. The rule on this bus is, you've gotta pee your full fare," she said in a lilting Aussie accent.
Walter was about to say something, but then he felt a sudden weight in his lower stomach. He looked down to see it looked like he was hiding a fleshy, fuzzy water balloon under his young belly, and he had an almost painful need to piss. "Ooooookay, apparently I've got that covered!" He gave a nervous chuckle, then entered the bus and looked around. "Alright, so... how do we do this? Is there a machine for it, or...?"
She smiled sweetly at his not knowing how things worked. Joesy hopped up the steps and was doing the pee dance too. The wallaby just pointed to the interior.
Inside, everything was just as porcelain as the outside. The seats were all toilets or bidets: natch. Guardrails and handgrips were plumbing. On the floor were drains and channels and many stains. Kids were scooting urinal pucks back and forth like air hockey. And about five passengers were vigorously peeing. Some on the floor, some onto the walls. One lady sat on a bench and just let it flow out around her cheeks. An elephant boy in the back was peeing on a friendly jackal's lap.
Walter blushed at this, but he wasn't entirely surprised. "Wow, this is like some of the dreams I've had, except it's, like... expected to just pee anywhere." He bit his lip and looked down at his dick. It was stiff as a rock, like morning wood. He thought for a second that it was likely going to be hard to go, but then the flood gates opened and he was pissing in a high arc, like a drinking fountain filled with apple juice. He covered his face bashfully as he walked, letting his swaying and spraying cock lead the way. He was intrigued by the elephant boy, so he walked his way over to him, splashing everything in his path.
"Looks like you've got the knack! Hold onto something!" The tanktop bunny hardly had time to jump on as the driver started up the bus and pulled away. The movement jostled everyone's streams, so lots of people got splashed. Of course, this was part of the fun. An ocelot peed on Walter's feet, then tipped his hat. "Dreadfully sorry, dear chap. It happens."
Walter himself barely had time to grab a railing before the bus lurched forward, causing him to pee all over the elephant boy's back. He nodded to the ocelot with a polite chuckle. "No worries. I'm sure it'll, uh... ahem... stain nicely," he said, braving his social shyness to speak lewdly. It made him shiver nicely, his cock bumping into the elephant boy this time.
"Hey, a penis!" the kid said, and giggled. "I've got one too."
The jackal he was using for a seat added, "Yes and it's been soaking me since midtown." He nuzzled the elephant kid's head and turned the page in his soggy newspaper.
The boy looked down. "Yup. He's kinda drenched. But I've still gotta go. I like peeing on friends more than toilets. They're warm." He looked up at the bunnyboy, hinting with his cute naughty expression that he might like to give his lap a try next.
Walter chuckled, moving himself so he could pee on the jackal as well as he could with his rather upward-pointing stream. It ended up landing on the guy's head. "Shoot, I hope I don't get any in your eye," he said, doing his best to aim his steam towards the back of the jackal's head. Meanwhile, he reached over with his other hand to rub the elephant boy's head, ears, and the bridge of his nose where that signature trunk grew out of. "Well, I'm always down for getting messy. I get the feeling I'm gonna be all kinds of colors by the time I get home tonight."
The jackal just brushed his hand across the pee, slicking his hair back.
Joesy popped in for a sniff. "Hey, the kid can sit with both of us. My pants are dry too."
The elephant nodded, liking the idea, and also liking Walter's soft paw petting his pachyderm skin.
Walter nodded and scooted his way around to sit down a seat away, giving the phant kid space between them to do with as he pleased. He sighed, taking some time to really enjoy that feeling of letting your bladder go, even though he'd been doing it for almost a solid two minutes now. "There's a part of me that really doesn't want to admit just how much I'm enjoying all this so far," he scratched the back of his head bashfully. "But then, I get the feeling that's why I'm here? Officer Velvetiron didn't explain too much about how things work here, but I get the feeling it's not quite how anyone thought it would topside."
Joesy picked up the kid and 'flew' him around a few times before sitting him down between him and Walter. Both of their thighs got wet. This kid could pee out a bonfire. "I think yeah, Mister Bunny. I think we're sposto be naughty. Especially here in Turvytown!" He gave a trunk toot. "I don't think there's much other rules. Be nice to others when y'r having fun; that's about it. And I think we're safe from most bad stuff, so we can do what we want. Like, you could totally lick this bus all over 'n not get germs."
That thought got the bunny boy blushing for the umpteenth time. He could very easily get down on all fours and do just that. Hell, he could lay down on the floor and imitate a urinal cake if he wanted to! He might even be able to become a urinal cake if he really tried! Walter found himself subconsciously stroking his still streaming boner as he fantasized about his nigh unlimited naughty options (Naughptions). He decided against it eventually, not wanting to do everything on his first day. He'd just enjoy a sample platter of various weirdness and whatever might come his way. "Well, that's certainly nice of, uh... whoever actually runs the place. That one couple who got hit by that car earlier sure didn't seem too bothered by that, so I can't imagine there being much real consequence to things as long as everyone's okay with what's going on. That 'You Can Always Say No' thing is really considerate."
The boy nodded enthusiastically, his stream spraying all over Walter's white-furred bunny feet. "Yeah! It's scary, but it's actually really nice here! I've been dead about a month, I guess? I've even gotten snuffed a few times too!" he said proudly.
Walter raised an eyebrow. "Wait, how!? If you can't die, then... how do you get snuffed? Do you respawn like Mario, or what?"
This sent him into a tooting giggle fit. "Yeah! Just like a video game! 'Cept you've got the crown 'r the key 'r whatever it is that gives you infinite lives. You can even choose, like, if you wanna just pop back to life somewhere else, or stay and feel whatever someone's gonna do to you?" He held out his paw. "I'm Tom, by the way."
The rabbit happily took the hand and shook it. "Walter. Honestly, I'm... not that interested in dying myself, but... well, I could give it a shot sometime I guess." Then he chuckled, realizing his forgetfulness. "Well, again, I mean. On purpose this time. Though I think I'd prefer surviving and enjoying far more than I should be able to. Just being a head for a while could be nice, likely as a result of, uh... well... getting the rest of me cooked up to feed some folks a nice, hefty meal..." he averted his eyes with a shy grin. "Wouldn't mind trying some myself. Always wondered what I'd taste like." It was clear this was something he'd definitely thought of before, and likely quite affectionately.
Joesy, meanwhile, was sitting there listening and salivating so heavily it almost matched his pee stream. Quietly he said, "So I could really... eat a bunny..."
Said bunny was blushing like an Eat At Joe's sign. He nodded slowly. "Yeah... eventually. Some day. Once I've warmed my way up to it a bit more. This whole place still feels so super surreal to me, and I've got a lot of things I still want to do before I really sink my ankles in the deep end. Stuff with, uh... y'know... girls..." He kicked his feet which made his piss stream wobble.
The wolf teen grinned at Walter, showing a glint of predatory teeth. "Why not bring home a nice bunnygal and we'll have a double dinner date?" He slurped his chops.
Walter's ears perked up at the idea of eating a girl, especially one of his own species, and he gave it some honest consideration. "Wow... I guess we could, if we found someone who was into it. Maybe an older lady, too? Maybe someone who knows how to cook real good, 'cause I sure as heck don't know how." He gave a slight chuckle.
"Y-you could eat me too," the little elephant shyly offered. "I'm kinda chewy though."
Walter looked down at Tom. "Yeah, I can imagine you would be. You've got kind of a tough look to you. But hey, that's elephants, right?" He winked.
Tom snickered. "Yup. I got cooked at a luau once. They didn't have a piggy, but my mom said I was plump and tasty. So they stuck a big stick through me and put me on the fire till I was all relaxed and soft and smelled good. Then everyone ate me! It was really nice! They all said such nice things about how my meat tasted." By now the boy's paws had crept to his crotch, and his stream dropped to a dribble as he got harder and openly masturbated in front of these two strangers on a public bus.
The rabbit didn't notice at first, too zoned in on how Tom was talking about his meat and such, and how much that turned him on and made him wonder if people would enjoy eating his meat that much. After a bit he gasped and politely looked away when he realized the younger kid was clearly playing with himself. But then he remembered, and he slowly turned his head back, blood pumping adrenaline through his system as he openly watched the kid masturbate. It made him super horny too, though now he was beginning to stroke himself on purpose as opposed to the subconscious up and down motions he'd been doing before. He noticed it was making it harder to piss, but he wasn't too concerned about that. "Your mom, hunh? What's she like?" He prodded, having a particular interest in motherly types.
Tom blushed cutely. "She's the best! We both got blown'd up in a gas leak, then we came here and at first she insisted we stay in Sunnyside like," he put on a Mom-ish falsetto, "'Goodness gracious! I don't want you going anywhere NEAR those weirdos!' But I could see she was blushing all the time, and leaking around the house. Then she talked to some of the other moms from the PTA in private and they told her how it was totally normal to wanna do weird stuff, even with cubs." He squirmed and wiggled. "Mom really likes cuddling now. And playing with my trunk. And letting me see under her skirt 'n stuff."
Walter could not help himself. He was panting and quietly groaning to himself as he listened, getting pretty close to release already. "Cuddling and... and playing with your trunk, hunh? What's she do with it?" He asked rather breathlessly. He knew there had to be other eyes on him but he dared not look or it might throw him off. Thinking about it made him blush so deeply, and that just felt so, so good. "And, um... w-what... w-w-w-what do you see under... under her s-s-skirt?" He could barely talk right with how he was going at it right there beside this little elephant kid.
Tom seemed quite pleased at the power he had over a big grownup cub. Though he was nearly as shy as Walter, so it was hard to get the words out. "You know. Um. She puts my trunk between her, um, her boobs. Or sucks on it. Or has me, sometimes, um, give her a spanking." He giggled. "Just a little one. And under her skirt is her, uhhhhhhh, woman pussy. It's real big. There's folds and flaps and things, and it's always wet. She says she could sit on me and SCHLOORP me right up! I dunno if she will someday though. Might be neat."
Walter made some rather unbecoming noises before stretching his legs out, his toes splayed as wide as he could, and his dick launched rope after rope of semen across the porcelain piss-stained floor of the bus. His orgasm went on for a good while, his whole body shuddering every few seconds before he eventually loosened back up, laying back in his seat and panting contentedly. His dick stayed plenty hard though, and his balls had gone up in size. He could actually hear them gurgling. They sounded almost as pleased as he was, though his dick hadn't gotten any bigger. "phew... Thanks little guy. Your mom sounds super hot." He rubbed Tom's head affectionately, and only then did he look around to see if anyone had been watching.
Several people had been, but it was clear they'd enjoyed the show. Though someone cumming in public wasn't a big wow, just something to notice. Some of the kids who'd been kicking a urinal puck around pointed at Walter's output, giggling over the word 'spooge'.
Joesy had also been watching, and was rock hard and red as a sunset. He couldn't quite bring himself to touch it with a kid nearby, but it still stood up like a gear shift lever.
"Geeze louise!" Tom said. "I should introduce you to Mom! Seems like you'd like each other." He took out his phone (by reaching where a pocket would be if he'd had on pants). "Where's your phone? We'll share numbers."
Walter had an almost proud blush, though his inner shame gland was chastising him for jerking off with so many kids present. He was able to fend off any Bad Shame though, knowing full well what he very likely could have done there if he really wanted to. When Tom mentioned him having a phone he patted his hips and realized he'd forgotten his pants at the bus stop. And then he remembered that he'd died so he probably wouldn't have a phone at all. "Uh... not sure on the phone thing. Is that something we're supposed to get in the red room?"
Tom giggled and whapped Walter with his trunk. "Everyone gets a Hell-O-Phone! It answers questions. Just reach for it, d'oy!" He scraped up a handful of Walter's Jizz that had landed on his shins and tried it. "Mmmm. Not bad."
Walter wasn't entirely sure how that would work, but he tried it anyway. Sure enough, when he reached behind himself like a cartoon character he felt a phone appear in his hand. It was almost like someone was handing it to him, even. He wondered if that's how it actually worked and there were demons of some kind working round the clock to supply people their phones. He shrugged off the thought and opened up the list of contacts, finding a couple of options already in there, most notably OFFISA TIDDIES. 'Hunh. Convenient,' he thought.
Joesy stuffed a paw down the back of his pants and was quite startled to pull out a smartphone encased in plastic so red it was either solid ruby or blood. He held it up and poked it. "Huh. Do you got one too, Walt-" He looked to the side and blushed. "Oh. I see." He began tilting it this way and that, looking for buttons. "Never actually had one of these..." he muttered.
The phone whispered at him, "Pssst. You can just ask nicely."
Joesy sat up straight. "Oh! Um... Hey there, phone. Turn on?" The screen lit up. Joesy's tail wagged. "Damn! Lookit all the buttons. Is there a map of Turvytown in here I wonder?"
The phone beeped. "Affirmative. To bring up the map, simply cup a rabbit's balls." Joesy turned pink, but then reached over. "Hey, I'm just following orders," he told Walter. "Oo, fuzzy."
Walter's eyebrows went up when he heard the instructions, and he blushed when he felt Joesy's hands on his batch. He did spread to give easy access to the musky pouch though, for courtesy's sake. "Heh, yours is a bit more forward than mine is. Maybe mine's shy," he suggested, tickling the screen and making cute noises.
Walter's phone giggled, then displayed the message, "I HAVE A VIBRATE FUNCTION IF YOU ARE INTERESTED."
Joesy's phone told him, "Step two: look up the word 'gullible' in the dictionary."
The wolf started looking for a dictionary app, then blinked. "You're an asshole!" he said, laughing. Letting go of Walter's balls, he rubbed the guffawing phone against his butt for a few moments.
"Ooooooooh, I deserve this!" it said.
The bunny chuckled at how teasingly coy the wolfboy's phone was, and fiddled around with his until he found the vibrate function. He wasn't sure what to expect from it, but he figured it would do as it said to some degree at least. "I get the feeling these things do all kinds of stuff normal phones wouldn't," he posited. "They seem almost alive. Well, not alive alive, hell we aren't really that anymore ourselves, but... you know what I mean." He waved his hand dismissively.
"I AM AN A.I." Walter's phone displayed, seeming both proud and possibly offended at being mistaken for organic. It then hummed and buzzed, tingling his fingertips nicely. "I AM ALSO WATERPROOF AND CAN FIT INSIDE MOST ORIFICES. ...ALL OF THEM, IF YOU'RE TENACIOUS."
That gave Walter pause. "All of them. That seems... ominous, somehow?" He chuckled nervously, his penis giving a light throb at the many thoughts of what holes he could shove his vibrating phone into. He found the mental image of his hand up his nose to the wrist strangely appealing, but he resisted the urge. He wasn't entirely sure what was keeping from indulging in any and every kink, but he figured maybe if he went too quickly he'd get bored, and that'd be terrible. Then again, he'd be just as liable to get bored if he did nothing, so... He looked down at his dick, then at his phone. "Well... couldn't hurt too much to try, I, um, I guess..." He gulped slightly, then held his cock with one hand and his phone with the other, pressing on of the bottom corners to his piss slit. He took a few deep breaths and then pushed his phone against the quite slick hole.
The vibrations stirred Walter's dickmeat like mashed potatoes. Seeming to purr, the little red phone sunk in almost alarmingly fast. Walter's cock stretched like a sweater sleeve. Cartoon hearts showed up on the phone screen. The vibrations were like a million tiny massaging fingers.
The naughty rabbit was shocked by how easy it was to make his cock's slit stretch wide enough to fit his phone! He'd expected much more resistance, but it wasn't long before the flat, purring rectangle (and two of his fingers) were held snugly inside his cock as deep as he could push them. He leaned back, feeling his whole waist shiver with the hum of the phone's vibration function, and he idly slid his fingers up and down in his piss hole. "Ooooooookaaaaayyyyyy, that was... eye-opening," he said with a somewhat nervous sigh. He pulled his fingers out with a wet schlorp, leaving his phone somewhere just below the base of his cock. He also sucked his fingers clean, expecting just the taste of cum, but also getting plenty of what his mind clearly knew was his own piss flavor. That made him blush as well, like most things he'd done that day.
"Hey!!"
Walter's ears perked up and he looked around confusedly. "Um, yes?"
It was the bunny in the tanktop from the bus stop. "You guys wanna keep on dickin' around with your phones or follow us to the arcade?" He reached up and pulled the piss-soaked rope to request a stop.
Tom bounced up and down. "That's where I'm goin' too!"
Walter blushed. "Oh, right. Good point." He stood up and looked over at the other bunny with a naughty look on his face. He looked around as though to check no one was watching, then got his hand right up against the rabbit dude's asscrack and felt around for his hole. He wanted to see if everyone was as loose as his dick seemed to be.
The other rabbit wiggled. "Geez... You lose your wallet or something?" His ring opened as easily as a rubber bag and allowed Walter's hand to 'schoooop' right in. But then, with a naughty grin, the rabbit clamped down hard. Walter was handcuffed to a butt!
Tom laughed his trunk off. Joesy wondered if Walter was gonna get sucked up and disappear.
Walter gave a quiet, naughty giggle under his breath and then a louder yelp when he found his hand locked inside that pliant hole! He did give it a few half-hearted yanks, but he wasn't too concerned about getting it out.
The big porcelain bus coasted to a smooth stop and the doors opened.
"I'm Allstar, by the way. And yer comin' with me, newbie." The tanktop rabbit got up and yanked Walter along with him as he headed to the street. The inside of Allstar's bunnycavern was sticky, squishy, and all around a lovely warm sensation.
All he could say was "Um, alr-r-right!" as he was dragged along rather awkwardly. He found it felt really neat when he flexed his fingers, or opened his fist while it was inside there, the other bunny's anal cavity happily stretching around his digits. He did feel pretty silly being walked into an arcade by his arm like it was a leash, but all that did was make his dick spit and wiggle happily.
Tom waved adorably to the busdriverlady as he exited, along with Joesy and Allstar's friends. All except the rat guy. Halfway down a fat panda's throat, he called out, "I'll catch you guys later! Looks like I'm gonna spend the evening digesting." He looked back down at his phone as the panda used a single finger to nudge him all the way in and out of sight. "BELLLCH".
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The arcade was almost too blazing to look at. A black UFO-shaped building with angular blue and violet neon squiggles all over. It was actually firing real lasers at random into the parking lot, making tiny flaming craters. Customers who got zapped tended to 'Yipe!' and jump a few feet, but laugh it off afterwards and keep on walking. The huge cursive logo read BABYLON DREAMS.
Walter nodded to the bus driver and quickly looked away, trying to keep his balance while hunched over with his hand up another dude's ass. He stared in awe at the building for a little while before a laser zooped someone and fried their fur. He figured it'd be wise to stay behind Allstar properly so as to avoid the pew pew. "So, uh... lots of girls come here too, right?" he asked with a nervous chuckle. "I just, uh... well, y'know... I don't want to seem too eager but... yeah..." He scratched back of his head while continuing to walk awkwardly. (Walkwardly)
"You'll get your fill, hotshot," Allstar promised.
The group headed for the entrance. The lion guy swung his girlfriend around to angle her titties for a laser blast. ZOT! She squealed and slapped at him playfully. Walter caught the scent of grilled porkchops.
His cheeks went pink as he sniffed the air. It made his tummy rumble, reminding him he hadn't eaten anything since that morning. Heck, had he eaten anything then either? His memory was bad enough he honestly couldn't remember. Either way, he'd have to get something to eat inside.
Right at the door, one could tell this was an adult establishment. Yet there was no guards shooing young Tom away, and he showed no reluctance to enter. Two huge black onyx statues made an arch: male and female demons in full nude display. Maybe petrified exhibitionists?
Walter briefly admired the female statue, and even reach out to caress a leg before being pulled along into the main building.
Inside, like many arcades, it was dark and the games themselves lit the building. It was also packed and noisy! Walter saw plenty of normal games: stand-up cabinets, basketball shoot, skeeball, claw machines. But there were also more... interactive games. There were upright booths, like at a carnival midway, where furs were locked in and signs told patrons what to do. "FUCK ME TO DEATH!" "TICKLE ME TILL I PEE!" "FEED ME TILL I BURST!" etc. Definitely screams coming from those, but they were the kind of overwhelmed, joyful, terrified ones a furson might hear on a rollercoaster. The bun also saw a huge tubular tank where furs were pumping in water to see who could be first to drown the beautiful swimming catgirl dancing in a bikini inside.
"Catch you later, newbie. I'm gonna run amok," Allstar said. "You can follow or do your own thing." With that, he clenched hard and grunted. Walter felt intense squeezing around his wrist, and then his hand simply melted off like warm cheese. He felt it slide up deep inside the other bun's rectum and be absorbed. "Have fun!"
Walter expected to have his hand and upright stature returned to him, but found himself only receiving one of the two. Though he certainly didn't mind the weird feeling of his wrist simply pulling away from the rest of his gooified hand. He stared at the stump in fascination before realizing it was his left. "Shoot, I need that one!" He shook the arm a few times, wondering how he might get it back. "Gonna be hard to flirt with cute girls if I'm missing my dominant hand," he mock-complained. "Oh well, it'll grow back. Or hang on, uh..." He looked down at his cock and then blushed before dipping a few fingers in his cumslit, then his thumb, then the rest of that hand so he could quite audibly pull his phone out of his dick. "Hey phone," he said shyly, "how do I regrow my hand?"
Joesy leaned over. "Actually, do you mind...?" He looked like he very much wanted to nibble on the gooey, taffy-like end of Walter's wrist.
"Hmm?" Walter didn't catch on right away, but once he did he figured, heck, why not? "Sure, go nuts." He pushed the melty stump at his buddy and looked around, surveying the scene, checking out the locals, and scoping any weirdos who might be in the vicinity.
Groaning like this was paradise, Joesy grabbed Walter's wrist and gave it a huge lick. The flesh came away with ease. He wagged his tail and moaned at the taste. "Mmmmmm, I'm eating a bunnnnyyy..."
Meanwhile Walter's phone had given him instructions with diagrams. "YOUR BODY IS NOW A PROJECTION OF YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS. MORE THAN ILLUSION, BUT LESS THAN SOLID. TO REPAIR AN INJURY, SIMPLY WILL IT TO BE SO. ALTHOUGH YOU MAY WANT TO WAIT UNTIL THAT WOLF FINISHES OR YOU'LL HAVE TO DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN."
Joesy let go and politely burped. "That's -that's enough for now. I'm still kinda weirded-out by actually EATING someone else. But MAN, that was COOL!" His tail wagged up a storm. "Thanks, Walt! You're tasty as fuck!"
Walter had to admit, the feeling of being licked like that, and the knowledge that his friend was indeed eating his flesh made him blush real deep. It made his dick drool, too. He read the instructions while biting his lip, doing his best to make sense of them. It was certainly reasonable what his phone was telling him, but he definitely felt solid.
Either way, once Joesy was done he gave his arm another wiggle, and found his hand quickly regrew. He also gave a bashful giggle at the mention of how he tasted, then he cleared his throat and straightened up. "Alright, so... I'm, uh... kinda mostly here to see about meeting some hopefully weird ladies. You're welcome to follow along, but I won't stop ya if there are some games you'd rather play. I've got you in my phone now, so you can ring me when you're ready to go home, or I can ring you?"
Tom jumped at Joesy and hugged his leg. "I wanna see Mista Wolf eat some more people! Let's go to the food court!"
Joesy blushed and squirmed. "Welp, guess I got decided for me. Good luck, roomie. We'll run into each other later. Maybe you'll be on the menu." He winked. Tom tugged Joesy away, pointing with his trunk to the far corner where big neon snacks were flicking on and off.
From behind Walter came a shout. "Say, bunboy! Rabbits are sposta be good at this!" He swiveled, and it was coming from the FUCK ME TO DEATH! booth. A rather battered ratlady was chained up, spread-eagle, on a seat that cushioned her spine. She looked pretty crumpled, but absolutely up for more rock 'n roll. Her grin was wide and challenging. Her pussy drooled with copious fluids.
Walter's ears swiveled toward the sound of the voice before the rest of him followed suit. He looked the lady over and winced slightly. She looked like hell, but it was hard to argue she was clearly enjoying herself. "Eh, no thank you. Not what I'm in the mood for, sorry." He did his best to be polite, walking off the other way and looking around.
(As Walter vacated, the lion guy from the bus leapt in to take his offered place, and was soon bludgeoning the ratlady internally while she and the pig girl cheered him on.)
He started to feel butterflies in his stomach. If he actually met some weird girls, what was he even gonna do? How would he know they'd be into him enough to let him do things to them? What if he just wasn't their type? He anxiety was starting to get to him, but he figured he'd stomp that fire out once he got to it. He wondered what kind of girls visited a place like this, what sort of games they'd play, what they'd look like, even how old they'd be considering that seemed to kind of be up in air around here. He still wasn't used to looking literally half his age.
Looking around was enough to make his head spin. The TICKLE ME girl had big soft mousefeet pointed at him. A teen brunette chameleon was scoring high at a shooting game with her tush outthrust. Three young deer siblings were helping each other cheat at skeeball. And a violet-eyed kneeling unicorn looked up at him sweetly with a sign behind her that said 'Public Restroom'.
Walter surveyed his options, feeling a bit nervous about considering them "his options". It made him feel like a pervert. ...Aaaaand that made his dick twitch. He walked over and ruffled the unicorn girl's hair and booped her nose. "Not yet, but as soon as I have to go, I'm gonna get you all kinds of poopy," he said with a blush. He considered the deer siblings, but he didn't want to get that complex right away. Instead he walked over to the chameleon girl, keeping his distance from her, and remaining plenty quiet. He looked around as though he figured someone might catch him before very slowly approaching her from behind. He bent over slightly to get a nice look under her tail. What would he do from there? Well, it'd depend on what he saw. He licked his lips in lewd anticipation as he drew ever closer.
Little did he know, chameleons have independent eyeballs. Veronica had noticed the flustered, shy, horny rabbit and was hoping he might notice her too. Subtly, she uncoiled her long green tail. Her buns were clad in very tight jean shorts, but to make room for her wide tailbase there was a ripped slit that went down a little farther than it needed to. Walter could juuuust see the horizontal slit of her cloaca.
Walter thought it was his luck that had her lifting her tail and showing off the slightest hint of a hole in the rear, and he gasped when he saw an unfamiliar set of what he suspected was genitalia. Didn't look like a butthole, but hey, who knew?
Then suddenly it burped, blasting a small cloud of pizza odor onto his nose.
He gave a slight yelp as it suddenly gassed him, his cock delighted at the sound and smell of the warm gust in his face. He fell back on his rear in surprise, his dick squirting a couple ropes of cum in response as he shuddered lewdly. 'Oh god, she... She farted on me? Or...' "Wait, what was that?" he asked aloud, sniffing the air. "Smells like... pepperoni. Hunh."
"Oh my GOD I am so sorry!" she squealed. She stiffened up, a bit paralyzed by her gaffe, but still managing to keep one eye on the game and her finger on the trigger of her ridiculously-pink plastic shotgun. "Ummmm. Hi. Veronica. And you didn't hate that, right? I hope not?"
The rabbit blushed up at her, then looked down at his drooling dick. "I, uh, um..." He scratched the back of his head bashfully. "N-no I didn't hate it. Like... a lot. I a lot didn't hate it." Beating around the bush felt like not admitting he really liked having a cute girl blow gas in his face.
"Oh good! And you're...?" She was either a year older than him, or just beanpole-ish for her age. Her sky-blue blouse was wispy and as loose as her shorts were tight, meaning that anyone could peek at her through the openings. Her hair was a big fluffy mop that looked like it'd be fun to run one's fingers through. Her lizzardy snout was petite and her eyes were pretty freakin' huge.
He reached up to take her hand, both in greeting and also to help him up. "Horny. Er- Walter, I mean. It's my first day and I'm... exploring the locals, you could say." He blushed, looking her over, particularly her chest. He noticed the loose ares in her blouse and kept leaning to the side to see if he could peek through them.
She did not mind. In fact, she seemed to glow with happiness that a cute bunboy was enjoying her looks. She nodded and spoke with a little nervous tremble. "I hardly ever leave Sunnyside. This is as deep as I've ever gone into Turvytown before. Plus, um..." She paused to steel herself before confessing. "And my butt's got a mouth in it!!" she declared, then carefully peeked to see if he was running away in horror.
Walter froze at those words and shuddered, giving a rather undignified moan at the thought of it. "You... you've got a mouth... in your b-butt?" he asked, his cock visibly throbbing. "Ooooooohhhhhh ffffffuck that's sexy..." he mumbled, idly touching himself. "Man, I gotta do something like that sometime."
Veronica practically melted from relief. "Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod! You're the first furson I've actually TOLD! I've been walking around for weeks like this, kinda scratching at my jeans to make the hole a little wider, hoping someone'd notice- TERRIFIED someone'd notice!" She was sweating bullets.
Walter could smell it; kind of a dry, spicy aroma. Not bad.
Still quivering, Veronica turned back to her game, pointing her tush straight at Walter. "Um, maybe you could help? I'm not very good at this game..." (An easy perception check would show that this was a lie, as her score was impressive even despite her bunny distraction) "...So maybe you could, um..." She shifted her hips. "H-hold me from behind? To help steady my aim, yeah?"
Walter liked this girl; she was the right kind of weird for him. He nodded, then stepped up behind her. His dick fit nicely under her tail. "Um, y-yeah. Hold you from behind... yes." He gulped, feeling the slick tip of his dick rubbing along her scales. He worked his hips around, squatting slightly, trying to line up his pink stiffness with wherever her mouth butthole thing was. His blood was rushing through his veins, his breath was quick and shallow, and his legs felt clammy. He was totally about to get an anal blow job in public! He was almost ready to cum right then and there!
Veronica leaned way over, resting her elbows on the game cabinet. She kept on plugging tin cans and bandits. She was blushing a deep emerald green. She wriggled back, slotting Walter's cock in between her firm cheeks like two denim couch cushions. The scales underneath weren't hard and scratchy. More like a waxy, pliant softness. They parted easily, and Walter could feel a sideways set of teeth open slowly to allow him entrance.
"Oooooohhhh fuck... oh fuck, that's teeth. That's definitely teeth right up under her tail... oh fuck... fffffucking heck I'm so fucking turned on right now..." he mumbled to himself, sweating buckets, smelling like jizz and onions with all the cum he'd pumped out already that day. His libido was burying the needle on his sex-o-meter, and he was getting his Super Horny Urges. He bit his lip, starting to rock his hips back and forth. "Hey, uh... I've only been here a while, but I've seen and done some, uh, weird and... kinda maybe violent stuff?" he admitted nervously. "I saw this one couple get slammed by a car, then they started, like, going at each others' wounds and junk. So, um..." he gulped. "C-could you... could you help me out with something I've always wanted to actually feel?" he was still humping into her, but he was acutely aware of the teeth rubbing against his stiff, spongy cock.
"M-maybe?" she said, playing at coyness but sounding eager. "We really shouldn't be doing anything naughty right now. I have to focus on my game," she blatantly lied. But her asshole gave him an indirect answer. It was shaped on the outside like any normal cloaca, and inside like any normal mouth -at least any normal sideways one. Except there was no top or bottom jaw. Each side had something slippery and prehensile that began to lick around his delicious meat.
Walter had been paying too much attention to the teeth to notice the slipperiness on either side of his dick, but once he did notice it was hard for him to pay attention to much else. "Hhhhnnnngh, fuck... It's so slimy in there. It's like you've got two tongues or something. What is up with that?" he asked, now grinding his hips against hers in a way that alternated rubbing his drooling, pulsing penis against either side of her vertical cloaca mouth.
A gigantic neon exclamation point practically lit up above her head. "Y-you can fe-feel those!?" she yelped. "Um. They're in there because... because..." She shut her eyes tight. "Because I like to taste my p-poops!!" she squeaked. Just confessing such an intensely dirty, naughty thing out loud, in public, and to a hot guy, was enough to make her clench and cum, widening the wet stain on the front of her jean shorts.
Walter himself shuddered as well, hearing the cute chameleon girl admitting something so gross. He bucked in against her rather roughly, grunting and panting. "Fuck... fuck, that's... that's too fuckin' cute. Too sexy!" He moaned, hurrying up his rhythm. He was getting close, his cock as hard as a stick of rubber. He bit his lip, whining as he blushed deeply and let rip with his own embarrassing detail. "P-please! Bite my cock off! Rip it right off! Bite into it and PULL! I wanna feel my dick being torn off!!" Now it was his turn to be worried he'd ruined the moment, but he was too far gone to do anything else but hump until he came.
Veronica was practically crying at hearing him actually compliment her deeply hidden shame. Her heart was flushed with love for this bunny. And thought she wasn't normally the carnivorous type, no way was she gonna deny him his secret desire after his acceptance of hers! Still concentrating on the shooting game for the sheer thrill of challenging herself, she moaned and clenched down as hard as she could with her bootyteeth. She sometimes chewed her turds before spitting them into the toilet, and often ate meals from the other end, so this wasn't entirely new. But she was unprepared for the primal, almost frightening thrill of feeling warm, living flesh shred open, blood bursting out like cum. Her teeth tore and pulled, separating the cockmeat into swallowable chunks. She demolished his head and ripped savagely at the shaft, feeling the engorged inner chamber rock hard, feeling his hips still involuntarily thrusting to feed her even more! She moaned even louder. Jesus Christ, she had no idea how GOOD bunnymeat tasted!!
Walter screamed out, groaned and humped wildly into that gnashing buttmouth, his orgasm causing all kinds of milky white warmth to shoot out amongst the Tarantinoesqe geyser of blood. He came the whole time his dick was being chewed up, and he could feel his balls growing yet again, now like a pair of squishy oranges between his thighs. His legs gave out when his climax ended and he fell back onto his rump with a thump. His mouth and eyes were agape as he stared down at the tattered stump that was his dick: raw and pink with rivulets of red leaking from it. Much less than one would expect now that he was done cumming. The little stump still throbbed and leaked pre though as his nuts gave a gurgling purr of satisfaction.
Panting hard, Veronica turned around to admire her handiwork (buttiwork?). She shivered at the sight of the bleeding cock-nub she'd reduced Walter's organ to. "Wowwww... I really did that? I mean, I can still taste it in my butt. Yummy, by the way. But... dang! And it didn't hurt?" she squeaked, looking apologetic. "I mean, I can SEE the cum all over the place, I just..." she tapped her fingertips together nervously, "...wanna be sure."
Walter stared at where his dick used to be, but he nodded, then quickly shook his head. "N-no, no pain... Well, not enough to actually hurt hurt, but... God that felt so weirdly good and... and right!" He blushed deeply, reaching down to rub his fingers over the raw flesh. Then he winced, but got another messy squirt of cum out of it for his troubles. "This is something I've literally dreamed of experiencing. Not these exact circumstances, but, like, a girl just... eating my, um... my dick like that." His mouth curled up into a smile as he looked up to Veronica. "It tasted real good, you said? I'm, uh... heh, really happy to hear that. And, um... super turned on."
The cute chameleon visibly relaxed. "Sweet! I liked it too. Felt kinda badass. But yeah, I'm a noob at this too." She glanced back at the shooting game with one eye. "Oh COOL! Look! I'm fourth on the leaderboard! Not bad for someone playing while gettin' it up the butt, huh?" She gave Walter a proud grin.
The rabbit chuckled, and was honestly impressed. "Yeah, that's pretty good. You must get it up the butt a lot to be able to keep that kind of composure, yeah?" He teased. "Here, help me get up." He held out a hand to her.
She giggled and took his paw. Blushing at holding a boy's hand, and knowing how odd that was after she'd just nommed his pecker with her assmouth. "So... you wanna go poop in the unicorn?" she asked, her tummy rumbling audibly.
Walter blinked and blushed, then bit his lip. His own stomach rumbled as well, though it was more out of hunger than a need to dump. "Oof... well, I'll definitely come over and watch, but I haven't had anything to eat myself since I, uh... well, this morning anyway." He looked over at the deer kids still playing skeeball and hmmmed. "Y'know... I've always wondered what it'd be like to eat someone..." he wondered aloud. "Think they'd mind?" He asked, sticking a thumb in the direction of the kids.
Veronica bit her lip, looking excited by the thrill of something so naughty. The deer siblings only looked about five or six. "Geez! Eating kids is, like, fairy-tale level evil shit, y'know? But we're already in Hell..." She giggled. "Let's go ask 'em!"
Walter gave a naughty chuckle. "Man, I have no clue how they'll even react," he said as he walked towards them. His penis wound was still clearly on display, and part of him felt oddly proud of that. "Knowing this place, they could end up being super eager about it and try to jump down my throat or up my... I dunno, any hole, really." He looked over at Veronica, pink in his cheeks as he reached over to rub her back and tail. "You look really cool, by the way. Don't think I've ever seen a chameleon before. It's a neat body."
She practically cocooned herself with her arms and tail, blushing. "Aw, really? Got made fun of a lot for it when I was alive." She gave him a dazzling grin in gratitude.
As the pair headed over to the deer kids, they heard them squabbling over whose turn it was to throw the skeeball. "Nooooo, you went the time after Jay! So it's her turn now!" "Nuh UH! It's mine! You're a REE-tard!" "Gimme that ball, both of you!" None of this was said with any real malice, as all three were on the verge of giggling. They'd been cheating for quite a long time, as evidenced by the looping coils of tickets one of the brothers held, and the fact that their sister was still perched on top of the machine, ready to catch the balls and drop them in the 500 slot.
"Hey, uh, you guys sure seem to be having fun, hunh?" Walter called to them once he was close enough. "I don't mean to interrupt- Okay well, I guess I do, but..." he cleared his throat and started again. "I'm feeling quite hungry, and I haven't eaten since this morning." He smiled at them, wondering if they'd infer his intentions.
The two boydeers stopped tugging the skeeball back and forth between them and just stared at Walter for a bit. "Food court's over there, duh," one of them said, pointing.
The other grinned. "Or I could pick a big booger for ya! Could put it on a bun! Boogerburgers!" This got them both chanting 'boogerburgers' for a moment.
Veronica giggled into her paws. "Actually, he was wondering if any of you would mind being his lunch!" she said boldly.
Walter simply blushed, one of his hands reaching down to rub a finger over his sensitive pink dicknub. "Um... yeah... I wanted to, uh... eat one or two, or... maybe all of you in... some manner, heh..." he felt so awkward asking to eat a bunch of what he assumed were first graders, but it was turning him on so damn much it was hard not to show it.
The trio of cervines all burst out in giggles. "But you're a BUNNY!" the sister shouted. "We're not carrots!" one of the brothers said. None of them looked shocked or horrified by the idea; they were just teasing him.
"He's probly just trying to steal our tickets," the other brother said.
"ARE you!? Cuz if you are, we'll have you arrested! By, like, the army!"
"How about I promise I'll hold onto your tickets while you get scarfed?" Veronica offered, crossing her heart.
Walter felt oddly intrigued and turned on by the idea of being arrested by the army. He was confused by it, and it clearly showed in his cheeks, picturing them cuffing him up and then doing things to him. Like stuffing him full of equipment, using him as a backpack. He shook the thought of his head and clarified for the kids. "No no, I don't care about the tickets. I just... well... wanna eat some kids," he admitted, making himself shiver. "I've never done it before. That, and I kinda want to see how far some of my holes'll stretch." He could barely believe he was telling this to kids he'd never even met! He couldn't help but think about how perverted it all was, making his stumpy wiener squirt on one of the boys by accident.
"HEYYY!" he shouted, flicking it off while his other two sibling guffawed.
The sister atop the skeeball machine jumped down, landing on the board hard enough to nearly crack it with her hooves. "Allright, Sir Bunnypred. Maybe we WILL let you eat us. Might be fun. We could crawl around in you like the place with all the tunnel slides."
One of the brothers pointed to Walter's crotch. "I can already see his ball pit." This had them convulsing and nonverbal with laughter for a couple of minutes.
The rabbit blushed deeply, his blood pumping through him and making him giddy with excitement. He was surprisingly enjoying all of what was going on, especially the bit where they pointed right at his exposed junk and made it clear they could see it. He was discovering he had one heck of an exhibitionist kink, showing off his bits to these kids. He already knew he was going to have an awfully naughty time in Sunnyside, trying to flash children his bits without getting caught.
Sister doe regained her composure first. "I'm Jay. That's Magnus. That's Owen." The boys made introductions by walking over and sniffing, ogling, and poking Walter and Veronica all over, obviously finding them interesting. Owen tugged Veronica's tail to see it uncurl. Magnus jiggled Walter's belly and tee-hee'd. Jay shoved him out of the way and smiled up at Walter with big innocent little girl eyes. "So if we're your snacks, what're you gonna do for us, huh?" she asked challengingly, hoping he'd come up with a fun answer.
Walter hadn't considered that. What would he let these kids do, or what would he do for them? He had to admit it made sense, considering he was asking to eat them, but what was an equivalent to that? "Uh... well..." He hmmmed and tapped his chin before blushing and giving a nervous chuckle. "I could... give you guys my phone number and, like, offer to be your... slave, maybe? I'd have to come to where ever you were when you called and do whatever you told me to, or let you do whatever you wanted to me? Or, like... I could be a big, living plushie for you?" It was all he could think of at the moment, but then he added in "Or a, um, a sex toy?" That made his stump squirt again, getting Jay in the chest this time.
She positively radiated glee at the idea of having a subby fun babysitter to torture to her heart's content. Beaming, she stuck a finger in the bloody cum, licked it off, stuck out her paw and shouted, "DEAL!!"
Both her brothers looked up. "Huh!?" "Sis, what'd you just get us into?"
She pointed at Walter's belly. "THIS! Now jump in his mouth and be food!"
Magnus just shrugged in a, 'Well, we already won about a thousand tickets here anyway, might as well try something new' way. He reached up to stick both his hands in Walter's mouth and reached way down his throat.
Owen handed the tickets to Veronica so he could gawk.
Walter also wasn't quite aware what he'd gotten himself into, but he figured it couldn't be terrible. He had to bend forward a bit, but he was surprised by both the kid's blase eagerness, and his own throat's ability to stretch around two kid hands. His mouth was stretched around the arms, lips and cheeks looking a bit goofy, and his jaw having popped open like a snake. He lowered his head further, making a gurgling 'aaaaahhhh' sound between gulps. He wasn't even sure he needed to gulp, but it was fun feeling his throat ripple around the kid's limbs either way. His tongue licked over him, finding him oddly tasty for a furry, uncooked chunk of live meat. It made his stomach growl quite loudly in anticipation for its incoming meal.
Jay reached out to rub that tummy. "Ooooh, Magnus, it WANTS you!" she cooed. She reached down to knead at her dress, excited by the sight of her brother going in, anticipating his inevitable disappearance.
Magnus blushed a lot, but did his best to be a good meal. He let Walter's esophagus take hold of him, dipping his head and nuzzling between Walter's lips. With not much effort he wriggled his whole head in. He kicked his legs a bit. "Hey, could someone gimme a push?" he asked.
"Happy to!" Veronica said. She pocketed the tickets, squatted, tooted, and made her hands a stepstool.
"Thanks!" Magnus said as he stepped up and started leveraging his shoulders in. His t-shirt tasted of nacho crumbs and cheese, plus an enjoyably savory flavor of boysweat. He was as tasty as he was cute.
Walter was leaning forward, his eyes looking about at the others, his hands on his neck, feeling the moving bulges. He gave a light shiver when he heard Veronica toot, his cockbump giving another squirt of jizz. He mumbled something around the meal in his mouth before giving another sizable gulp. It was absolutely fascinating, feeling his throat muscles stretch and form around the kid inside it, gripping and pushing his body down every now and then. His tongue slathered over what it could reach, enjoying the textures as much as the flavors. He was in a squatting position with his tail instinctively raised. He grabbed Magnus' butt and pushed on it, but not before wiggling a hand down his pants to feel around the kid's buttcrack like a pervert.
The young buck got quiet at that, but wiggled back against Walter's paw, a little embarrassed to admit how nice that felt.
Veronica took the opportunity to lean around and scope out Walter's wiggly tail. Owen was idly toying with his junk with his paw in his undies. Jay however was tapping her chin and looking at Walter's altered crotch with an eeeeevil smirk. "This oughtta be pretty slick from all the stuff that keeps comin' outta it." She reached out to wrap her hands around the nub and squeezesquish it. Then she experimented to see if a finger would fit into the pisshole. Quite easily. Would two fingers? Her eyes sparkled to see her whole hand vanish in the latex-stretched stub cock.
Walter hadn't been paying much attention to the others, too busy rubbing that young boy bum and teasing the butthole he found therein, prodding at it with a couple fingers to see if it would stretch as easily as his cock. He gave a heavily muffled yelp and a moan when he felt an intrusion into his stubbed wiener though, rocking his hips against it lewdly. This also caused him to arc his back, picking Magnus up and letting gravity help out with the swallowing of the deer boy.
He heard a muffled "Whoaaa!" from Magnus as he suddenly slid in much easier. The little deer positioned his arms to brace and guide himself into a comfortable position. His cute hooves were kicking as he wriggled to get himself inside even quicker.
Sensing they might vanish soon, Veronica leaned close to sniff and nuzzle Magnus' cute boy buttcheeks. Tee-heeing when his teardrop tail tickled her nostrils.
They did indeed disappear quite quickly as Walter gave a gravity-assisted gulp, the boy's hips disappearing into his mouth. The rabbit blushed deeply as he worked his flat tongue over Magnus' crotch, tasting and feeling it in his mouth before swallowing again. It did not take long for Walter to be standing there with just a couple of hooves sticking out of his mouth which he decided to whip his phone out and get a winking selfie of for... later use, most likely. He had never been one for that sort of vanity, but he had to admit he didn't want to turn up an opportunity for good fap fodder.
Jay was meanwhile sliding her arm in and out of Walter's urethra like a pinball machine piston. Goo was sloshed all over her shirt up to her shoulder. She was definitely enjoying the slippery sensation.
With one last gulp Magnus was swallowed whole, his hooves making a pleasant bulge in the bunny's throat. Walter patted his stomach and realized it wasn't nearly as big as he expected it to be. It was definitely bigger, and he could clearly see bulges in it made by the deer boy, but they were somehow much smaller than they should've been. "Hunh... TARDIS belly? Neat!" he said before giving a thick, loud, wet belch. "Oof, 'scuse m-" and then he let out an equally loud and wet fart which made him eep! in surprise and blush deep crimson. "... yeah, excuse that too, I guess."
Owen took initiative to grab his sister's head and force it down near Walter's butt so she could get a stinky faceful. "AWAUGHH!" she yelped, and pummeled her brother a bit. Not too effective, as her hand was trapped in Walter's urethra by her wrist. "Ooooh! You dickdozer! Just for that, you're going in his butt!"
"No way!!" Owen protested. "I'm not into poop."
"You're gonna BE it," she countered.
"That's different," he insisted.
The doe thought a bit. "Allright then. What about up his nose? Go live with the other boogers!"
Owen grinned. "Yeah, I like that!" He dove for Walter's face. "Right or left nostril?" he asked.
Walter couldn't stop blushing at all the attention he was getting, not to mention the fist into detached dick. "Ooof... ummm... left, please," he said, flaring his nostrils and sniffing the air of his beefy breath and butt scents. He was oddly proud of how much he liked his own stink.
Meanwhile, Magnus was settling in. It was super comfy in here. Hot too, so he took off his clothes, tucking them into a portal that would deposit them in his bedroom. Now nekkid, he squirmed around and enjoyed the soft tummy lining.
Veronica had her tail curled between her thighs, getting it wet. "Gawd, not right now cuz I wanna watch, but I think maybe I might get inside you sometime too..."
Owen's little hoof-fingers were not gentle as they probed right into Walter's nose and yanked the nostril wide. He giggled like a nut as he shoved his whole head in like stuffing it in a rubber glove. He even exhaled and watched the skin stretch thin like bubblegum.
Walter moaned, which sounded odd due to his stretched nostril, but it was painfully obvious he was loving every second of having himself stretched like that. His mind went a bit haywire with the feelings, and his heavy nuts gurgled loudly before gushing out thick, musky cum around Jay's wrist. He
The little doe sputtered a bit at the suddenness. It was like having her hand stuck in an exploding water pipe. "Ugh! Geez, some guys just can't hold it in! I guess I have to go in now 'cuz I'm definitely not gonna be able to wash this off!" She squeezed her arm in to the shoulder, reaching around inside Walter's right nut (which now had much more room for her). She knelt on the carpet and slid her other hand in alongside the first. Owen took advantage of this by using her back as a stepstool to force his shoulders into Walter's sinuses.
The rabbit was in some kind of warped, perverse sensory heaven, his brain going off like fireworks inside his head as he kept periodically gushing out even more cum on Jay. Meanwhile, whenever he had enough conscious thought to do so, he'd inhale sharply, attempting to snort Owen up like a massive booger.
"SNOT!" Owen shouted, giggling wildly. "Eeeeew, it's all over!" Clearly delighted, as most young boys are by bodily fluids. He wriggled his arms in like putting on a sweater, then used them to push hard and yank his torso in deeper.
As before with his brother, Veronica gave him a boost. She also helped herself to his cute tush. She nuzzled his waistband down with her snout and poked around the fluffy buns. Owen's weenie got stiffer at that.
Jay meanwhile was stretching Walter's cockhole open wide enough to look down the whole length into the reddish pink interior. "Wow, I'm going in there..." she marveled.
She was rewarded with another thick gush of jizz, all over her face this time, like she was staring into a Nickelodeon Gak cannon. Walter's knees were getting weak, and his hands were too busy spasming and wiggling to actually grab or push on anything, so he had to rely on the kids for getting themselves inside him, save for the intermittent snorting of Owen. The rabbit had no idea if the deer boy would end up in his belly with his brother, or if he'd get stuck in his head, but he was curious to find out. Or, would be at least, once his mind stopped burying the needle on sensations.
Sensing Walter's wobbliness, Veronica decided to be helpful again by taking Owen's legs and guiding him in like holding a wheelbarrow's handles. This also meant she could shove in his butt with her face.
Walter felt a cubdick brush against his lips, then tasted several spurts of cum. (Buckkake, if you will.)
With all the jizz flooding out, Jay couldn't keep her muzzle inside for very long before snorting and sniffling and pulling back. "Allright, FINE then!" she shouted. Determined not to be beaten by no penis, she did a very acrobatic twist and went from kneeling to swinging her legs under and in front of her, all while never letting go of the inside of his cock. Walter was then treated to the feeling of four limbs shoved into his pickle all at once.
The bun began experiencing a dip in his mental overstimulation, not unlike one tends to get on certain thrill rides. He had enough wherewithal to look down at the rump sticking out of his nose, and the girl face shoved into said rump. He could also feel Jay trying valiantly to shove her way down his cocknub. One hand went to the boy in his face, the other to the girl in his dick, and he barely managed to utter the words "Oh my god this is legit happening right now," before the stimulation peaked again with Jay's maneuver. His hips shuddered and he involuntarily thrust them forward. This action caused his peehole to loosen and basically gulp the doe girl in so her thighs, ass, and lower back were all that was left outside of his body. She was now hanging there in a rather awkward way, but the rabbit's cock knew what it wanted. He could feel it somehow swallowing her up inch by inch like a snake, even either rivulets of thick cum drooling down her body.
"Bout time..." Jay purred to herself at the cock stopped spurting onto her and acted like a proper entrance. She ducked her head into the peehole and shivered pleasantly at feeling the warm meat draw her in like the totally best sleeping bag.
Owen's cock was in the way of him getting up Walter's nose, though. It was either going to get severely bent back, or would need to be removed, but Walter was in no mental state to take note of this.
Veronica noticed the dilemma with Owen's weener. Helpful as always, she got a gentle grip on it and swung it around to tuck it between Walter's lips (giving it a few tugs first, natch). She giggled at seeing the boy go all wiggly from the stimulation.
Walter's mind was just aware enough of having a spongy, warm piece of meat in his mouth to start chewing and biting into it, attempting to sever as much as possible before swallowing it down. He wasn't aware enough to really know what it was, or to properly appreciate the flavor and texture, but there would be other times for that. As such the bunny's blunt buck teeth gnawed through the tough todger, tearing it off rather roughly before his tongue subsequently slid it back and down his throat, likely to end up in his belly along with Magnus.
Owen wiggled like a motherfucker. His moans echoed inside Walter's sinuses as he came blood and cum all over the bunny's lips and shirt. That was enough to propel him much faster down the slimy passage, like a greased tube slide. His butt stretched Walter's nostril ridiculously for a second, and then there were just two kicking boy legs descending.
Magnus was chillin' in the stomach and getting pleasantly melty. Something fell on his head. Even in its mauled condition he recognized it as his brother's dick. "Cool. ABC gum!" He popped it in his mouth and chewed it up some more.
With both of the youngsters more than two thirds of the way inside of him, Walter's brain started coming back into focus. He shook his head, feeling the extra weight of Owen's legs sticking out of it (but not the extra weight of the rest of the boy's body inside him). He looked down at it and gave a nasally chuckle before grabbing the deer kid's ankles and shoving him the rest of the way in, at least up to the ankles. Then he pulled out his phone again to snap a couple more lewd pics. "Man, I wonder if there's, like... some kind of online place I can send these for people to jerk off to," he said as he put his phone away. He then pressed a finger over his unstretched nostril and promptly snorted Owen's feet up like a dangling booger. From there, he reached down to Jay's butt and... well, had some fun. He really could not resist dipping a couple of fingers into her butthole and swirling them around, then using that as extra leverage to shove her the rest of the way into his overstretched cumslit. He slid his fingers in and out of his nubby cock-leavin's before pulling them out entirely, choosing to leave Jay's adorable tail sticking out. He'd leave it up to her if she'd want to pull it all the way in.
Oddly enough, she didn't end up going into either of his balls. Instead she found herself in a chamber of amber liquid that smelled heavily of a urinal, for... obvious reasons.
"You don't know about the infernet!?" Veronica asked incredulously. She explained, as Owen got himself wriggled into place in a delightfully gooey capsule hotel room, and as Jay just luxuriated in the cock-warmth squeezing her tight all around. "It's Hell's internet. You've got it on your phone already, I'm sure. Here..." She took out her own and scrolled a bit. "Gurglr's got a nice selfie site, Mevour." She tapped her phone to Walter's like clinking wine glasses. "There! Uploaded. Welcome to stardom, Walter." She kissed his cheek, then reached down to feel the big stretched-thin bulge in his cock that Jay was making. She also twiddled the doe's cute tail.
Walter cooed at the touch of his sensitive bits, wrapping an arm around his new companion. "To be fair, I know about the internet, I just wasn't sure if Hell would have something like that," he explained. "Then again, it's had everything else so far, so I guess it's reasonable that it would." He shrugged. He looked Veronica up and down, smiling a bit shyly. "Man, eating those kids must've done something to my head, 'cause we feel such a natural pair right now. I literally just met you, and now we're buddy-buddies." He giggled, giving her a squeeze. "I've gotta show you off to Joesy. He keeps things in his butt, by the way, so you guys can bond over having weird tushes."
She blushed and swiveled, deeply pleased at having made a friend so easily. "I'm glad, Walter, that we met. And sure I'd like to meet your friend." She smirked. "And it's inFERnet, silly! Like inferno. As if they'd pass up a pun here!"
Walter smacked his forehead. "Oh doy, my bad. Didn't see the dingle on the 'f' in the word bubble," he said, jokingly pointing above her head.
Jay's tail was meanwhile vanishing from sight. One can only stay parked for so long inside a slippery penis. She ended up entirely in a bubbly warm jacuzzi. Not too stinky, or at least not enough to outweigh the luxurious feeling of slipping into a hot bath. She signed in pleasure and let herself melt away into liquid.
Then Walter rubbed his belly and licked his lips. He looked down at himself, impressed. "I can hardly believe I have, like... maybe twice my weight in deer inside me right now! Apparently my body's way bigger on the inside or s-" He let out a cheek-rippling belch that visibly stretched his lips and jaw. "...something. Phew! That was a big one! Felt great too. Speaking of which, uh, don't mind me." He lifted a leg and let out a blatting brass note that ruffled a nearby plant. He chuckled and blushed. "You, uh... you'll probably notice I like being, um... gassy... and stinky," he said, his cock nub throbbing and squirting.
Veronica pinched her nose. "Peee-yew!" she said playfully. "I guess I don't mind. So long as you don't mind my, um, down-under halitosis." She laughed hard enough to snort. "Hey! Let's go feed that unicorn! I'll bet you've got LOTS of poop for her now!"
Walter's tummy rumbled as if on cue. He looked around a bit, his blush deepening. "One sec, I just... I'm in a mood to test my boundaries so I just gotta... do a thing. I'll be right back..."
He scurried off to the plant he'd farted at then looked around to make sure no one was watching. Then he turned around and squatted, lining his butt up just right. He grunted, and with surprising speed, deposited a turd pile right behind the flower pot.
He then hurried back over to Veronica. "Sometimes you just get the urge to be super naughty," he said, attempting to explain his mischievous deed. "Hopefully if this place has a janitor they enjoy finding, uh... presents left by guests. But yes, let's go use that toilet!" he said rather loudly, hoping the unicorn would hear him.
Veronica snorted into her paws. "You're so weeeeeird! You just ATE three kids, and now you're getting off to something as banal as poopin' on the floor!?" she teased. "Next thing you'll tell me, you'd like to have regular P in V sex with me-" she said, them immediately turned scarlet.
Totes embarrassed, she rushed off to the "restroom" and pulled her pants down. The unicorn's eyes went wide, but she was good at her job and didn't spill a clump as a few bucketloads of chunky-peanut-butter-consistency chameleon shit suddenly violated her pretty white muzzle. She chewed contentedly as Veronica emptied herself out.
Walter followed her over to the unicorn and sat back, intending to wait his turn to use her, but watching and smelling the air was so lewd to him that he managed to regrow his penis. He blushed and kicked a foot bashfully before considering the idea of regular ol' sex. "Eh... yeah, not really? I've had normal sex back when I was alive and it was cool, but not nearly as fun as just, well, jerking off while watching weird porn, y'know?"
Veronica looked crestfallen. "Oh. But, um, erm, uh uh uh, you wouldn't mind jerking off to weird porn with ME, would you?" she asked. "I could grow a penis if you wanted," she added bashfully.
Walter chuckled. "Well duh! And heck, I'd pork any of your holes, honestly. The weirder the better!" He said as he shivered, giving another sniff of the air. "But normal vanilla D in P sex is just... not that exciting to me. I'm too pervy, I guess."
"Okay!!!" she said, lighting back up. Reassured that she wasn't being rejected, she gleefully blasted another few gallons of poo into the overwhelmed-but-not minding unicorn. The giddy chameleon stepped away, letting the last of her mushy load fall onto the floor in a brown line. She pulled up her jean shorts and panties without wiping, then smoothed them out tight. This left a noticeable dark diamond on the denim.
The unicorn girl was left with a cone of poo emerging from her lips, which she daintily nibbled away. Paws in her lap. Very professional. The poopstains trickled down her fur to the drain in the floor, leaving her pristine again for her next use. She smacked her lips and looked at Walter with a, 'May I be of service, sir?' expression.
The rabbit nodded to her and got up. He squatted in front of her, pressing his ass out towards her face, and grunted. He out a thick, wet fart. It made him giggle and blush before grunting again, this time pushing out a proper log of shit for the toiletcorn. He also started pissing in a low arc since he definitely needed to do that too, probably releasing Jay in the process. He blushed when he realized it was all just puddling on the floor, but that made his weenie stiff, causing the arc of pee to rise.
A voice arose from the puddle on the floor. "Awwwwwww! I was just getting all cozy." From within the wet spot rose a bubble. Then it grew more defined. Jay composed herself as a perfect pee sculpture. Transparent and gleaming like gold.
"You're beautiful!" Veronica complimented, gasping.
Jay just nodded like, 'of course'. Like honey-colored glass, she stretched and admired her new self. As Walter peed into her, it finished her shape even more, like filling a glass or shading a sketch. She was missing a leg though. "C'mon, you bunny! Hurry up so I don't have to hop!"
He did do as requested, his piss stream spraying faster as he grunted and sighed, depositing even more crap into the unicorn's mouth in the process. "Hunh... well, I guess your brother's just getting deposited into this nice toilet here," he said, gesturing towards the girl whose mouth he was pooping into.
She seemed very happy with the compliment, and was quite tickled that she was eating someone, as opposed to just recycled food.
"As for your other brother... I guess I could blow my nose super hard to get him out?" he pondered.
However, from within Walter's sinuses a voice echoed (very tickly) "Noooooo! It's warm in here! And slimy! I wanna stay!"
Walter giggled. "Alright, you can stay. I'll keep you as my personal nose goblin for a while," he teased.
"Fuck yeah," Owen said, and Walter could feel him rolling around and getting snuggly.
The bun rubbed his rump against the unicorn's face as he continued to fill her with shit. He could tell he'd almost deposited all of Magnus, and hoped he enjoyed the next belly as much as he likely enjoyed the first.
Jay leaned in on tiptoe and yelled into Walter's nose, smushing his cheeks, "Okay, fiiiiine! But me'n Magnus are gonna run off with all the tiiiiiickets!!" She made a 'hand 'em over' gesture to Veronica, who remembered the handfuls of skeeball tickets and handed them over. Crinkled and now pee-stained from Jay's damp paw, but presumably still usable.
The poonicorn suddenly gave Walter's bottom a double-tap, indicating she needed just a second for a timeout.
The crapping rabbit obliged. He pinched off the loaf he was depositing and took a step forward. One could easily see the brown smear between his asscheeks that was left behind. "What's up, toilet?" he asked, mildly concerned but still wanting to tease her.
She held up a finger: 'Wait a sec'. She blinked. Her tummy rumbled audibly. Then she belched at full power, mouth wide open. In the middle of it, Magnus could be heard shouting, "KEEP 'EM, JAY! THIS PLACE IS GREAT!!" A monsoon of poopbreath rolled out of the lovely unicorn's mouth towards everyone's noses. Veronica sniffed with a pleased smile.
The poonicorn regained her composure, then gave her belly a pat to thank its occupant for the nice compliment. After, she gestured at Walter: 'Bring it on in again!' She licked her lips.
The rabbit shrugged and chuckled, sniffing the air deeply of the smell of his own poop. He planted his rear back down in the toilet girl's face and let rip another wet fart, followed by yet more shit. "Aaaahhhh... Man this feels good. Naked from the waist down, taking a dump in front of my new friend, with a fresh new boner 'cause the poopin' just feels so darn good!" He wiggled his butt with a slight moan. "Of course, admitting that I'm getting hard from all this just makes it even hotter, heh. Especially knowing you're not gonna, like... run away screaming, or blackmail me, or break all contact with me. It's so..." he sighed and farted a few times, dropping the last nuggets down the unicorn's gullet, "... freeing. I can just be the weirdest, grossest me I want to," he said as he stood up.
Veronica nodded at everything Walter was saying. "Uh-huh! Dunno if it's harder for girls in general, or just me, but I was such a clean freak when I was alive. SO scared someone would find out I liked being dirty!!"
Meanwhile Jay was dancing around, waving the tickets and singing. "All the prizes for meeee!! For MEEEE!!!" Cuz my stinky brothers wanna be boogers 'n poop! Boogers 'n poop! Boogers 'n POOP!" Her dance sprinkled pee droplets everywhere and left cute round hoofprints.
Walter looked back at the girl whose mouth he'd just shat in and leaned to the side, trying to get a look at her crotch. He wanted to know what she had down there.
The poonicorn sighed happily at feeling so full. She noticed where Walter's gaze was directed. Shyly, she leaned back to show a perfectly smooth, genderless crotch. Smooth as porcelain, like a toilet should be. Grinning, she pointed a hoof at a small sign beside her: "No Talking Or Genitals For Our Facilities While On Duty". She blushed a deep pink at how much the chastity drove her crazy.
Walter smirked, and scritched her head. "Good little toilet. I was looking for some pussy to sniff, but I'll have to check elsewhere. Thanks for eating my filthy shit," he said with a chuckle. He walked back over to Veronica while watching Jay celebrate her get. He shook his head. "Crazy kids. Glad they've got somewhere to have fun, though." He wrapped an arm around the chameleon's shoulders and sighed. "I feel... almost drunk on how much freedom I have. Do anything, go... well, maybe not anywhere, but anywhere within reason. Should at least go check out what Joesy's up to." He pulled his phone out and grew an extra thumb on his free hand so he could type without talking his arm off Veronica. Took some finagling, but he managed it. Then he put it back and the extra thumb fell off. "So I forget, did you mention having a roommate?"
Before the chameleon could answer, Jay rammed herself between the two grownups and hugged them. "Thanks for holding my tickets! Thanks for turning me into pee!" She did a little twirl, splashing them both with fragrant gold water. "I look really pretty like this! See the lights all reflecting off me?" She bounced in place, then pointed towards the prize claim area. "Bye!! Thanks!! I'm gonna go get a BOWIE KNIFE!!!" She sped off like a little doe rocket.
Veronica shook her head at the sheer volume. She turned to tickle gently under the poonicorn's chin, making her all wiggly. "A roommate? Naw. I've been holed up, almost petrified, for weeks now. Just masturbating 24/7, thinking about all the stuff I could do if I ever got up the guts."
Walter rubbed the sprinkles of piss into his fur, knowing they smelled like him anyway. "Ah, yeah. My short term memory's been shit since I got here. Too much stuff going on to remember the little details properly," he admitted. "Good to know, though. And glad to see you managed to get out and about so you could experience all this stuff. I kinda spent forever masturbating about it when I was alive, so I just went right at it, heh." He looked around, checking to see what attractions he could spy from where he was. He'd told Joesy to come meet them by the toilet girl whenever he finished up doing what he was doing, and he wanted to see what he could do in the meantime. "Not sure how much more crazy shit I want to do before heading home for the day. Starting to wonder what it's like over in Sunnyside what with all their rules and stuff."
At the mention of food, Veronica felt a bit tummyrumbly. She had just emptied herself out, after all. She wrapped her arms around Walter's bicep and tugged him to follow her to the food court. "Oh, I can tell you ALL about Sunnyside! I haven't been, like, barricaded in my apartment this entire time."
Walter was surprised by the yoink, but he quickly got his bearings. He waved to the toilet and pulled out his phone to correct what he'd sent to Joesy, switching the meeting place to the food court. His stomach also grumbled, conveniently enough. It felt weird considering he literally just ate three children, but to be fair, he had also expelled two of them. Of course, being dead meant he could eat and poo at his leisure since neither was strictly necessary, but it was going to take some getting used to.
Veronica explained. "The deal is, when you go out, you have to be totally, entirely, superdeluxe normal all the time. But of course, for weirdies like us, that's like having a chastity belt on. So everyone you see is all... fidgety. Always keeping an eye out for the Fun Police. Always looking for little nooks to dash off and do something bad in. I've spotted so many people boinking in semi-public. And got my panties all wet watching them! Haven't got caught yet, but I've seen it happen to some people!"
"Yeah, so I've heard. I'm guessing getting caught just means you get spanked with dicks or something?"
She grinned obscenely. "Oh, they're waaaay more devious than that! 40 swats with the paddle. Soap in the mouth. Forced enemas. Forced crossdressing. Superglue your lips to someone else's. Sharpie a new name across your forehead. Call up your parents and tell them what you've been caught doing." She paused. "Assuming they're dead, of course."
Walter chuckled at some of those punishments, but blushed a ton at the last one, his dick giving a hearty squirt at the thought. "I, uh... I think I'd rather find someone who could pretend to be my mom, honestly. My parents are happily married and so vanilla that ice cream companies buy their sweat to flavor the stuff." He thought for a bit on that one and figured it made enough sense to pass. "I do love me some lewd incest, though. Maybe I'll find a sex mom down here someday." He chuckled and stroked himself as he walked, imagining the sound of some MILF's voice on the phone, all shocked that her perfect son had done, and what she'd do to him when he got home.
"Momma's boy, huh? I was always a bit of a daddy's girl, so maybe we could 'get adopted' together sometime?"
He blushed at being called a momma's boy, knowing full well it was true. "Heh, could be good fun."
By now they were near the food court. An eye-searing riot of diagonal angles, flashing bulbs, menu signs, and dancing neon foodstuffs. Everything you could imagine wanting was here. The lines moved quick. Some of the booths were automatic. People were either paying in meat (often cocks) or little brass poker chip things. "I wanna stuff my craw with nachos! How's that sound?" Veronica asked.
Walter looked around the food court with his mouth agape, salivating heavily. There was just so much to choose from! "Oh man... Well, I'm a burger guy, personally. Burger and fries with wa-" He stopped. He'd been going with almost no soda for several years before he kicked it. Now he could dive right back into that sugary goodness no questions asked! The look on his face showed just how naughtily happy he was. "Oh god, I can drink ssssooooooooo much soda now! Fuck, it's been a while since I drank that stuff without feeling like I was sneaking it! I'mma get a 7up IV drip!" He pumped his fist a few times in excitement. "Though, wait... I'm seeing people handing out brass coin thingies. Where do you get those?"
Veronica helpfully pointed out a soda fountain nearby where the cups were 12oz, 20oz, 48oz, 320oz, 800oz, and then just a hose that came down from the ceiling that you could suck on for hours. "I'm gonna guess you mean the TurvyTokens. On the other side we've got SunnyBucks. If you feel like having a job, you can earn 'em. For, like, if you wanna feel like a productive member of society."
Walter's ears perked up at that. "Wait, really? Oh neat." He smiled, looked at the floor and kicked a foot. "Honestly, that's something I've always wanted to do, just... live a normal life in a super kinky world. Mostly just to see if I could do it, but also because that's hot as fuck to me." He chuckled shyly. "No clue where I'd want to work, though. Working fast food down here would probably be a lot more fun than it was topside, but I'm not sure I'd want to go right into that. Figure I'll give school in Sunnyside a shot for a while. Also guessing theft is a huge no-no, so I'mma be paying for meat with meat." He slapped his belly. "Hope I got enough to cover a few meals. I wanna binge on burgers, fries, and soda!"
"Aw, thanks! Yer a sweetie!" Veronica hugged him while scouting around with her opposite eye for a place with burgers and nachos. There: just across the way! She led him across the sticky tile floor, their paws touching all sorts of leftovers. "Yeah, theft is a "no no", but this is Turvytown! You can do ANYTHING! They can always just will more food into existence. The rules are here for knowing you can break 'em." She abruptly turned and booped his snoot. "There's only one REAL rule here," she said authoritatively. "I read up on all this for days 'n days before I came here. The rule is, "You Can Always Say No". Meaning, go ahead and try anything you want. Consent's implied. But if someone says no, you have to stop. Or more likely they'll say the city's safeword: "My teacup is full". If you get a 'no', you can ask if they're just playing. But teacups are final."
Walter contemplated the idea. "I meant stealing people's tokens, but I guess stealing the food would technically be an option. Just not sure how much of myself I'm willing to give away right now. Maybe I'll save actual binge eating for when I've got the cash to fund it." He chuckled. "And the safeword's a good idea. Some folks are into rape play and other things like that. But for now, let's get in line." He said before biting his lip. "And, uh... maybe there'll be some nice, stinky pussies to sniff since I seem to be in a mood for that, heh," he admitted.
She gave a snort like, 'ExCUSE me? Who's standing right next to you!?' In annoyance, she ripped off her cloaca like velcro and shoved it right at his nose.
Walter eeped and giggled ,lapping at it with his tongue and giving it a few deep sniffs. "I mean, your cloaca's great and all, but I'm looking for full on mammalian pussy." He gave a rather vulgar hand motion to accentuate that whatever he wanted, he wanted it to be a handful. "Nothing against the lizardy bits, just... species bias, I guess?" He shrugged, then peeled the cloaca off his face and dropped it in his mouth, chewing heavily on it like it was gummi candy. "No hard feelings, of course." He swallowed, then gave a burp that smelled like fish.
She rolled her eyes. "Geez louise!" She looked down at her crotch and narrowed her eyes at it, mumbling something. Magical fur appeared. "There! Get your nose down there, Mr. Picky Eater!" She now had a perfectly rodentish mound of plumpness and fur. It looked quite unwashed.
Walter blushed and bowed slightly in thanks. "Heh, appreciated." He sheepishly got on his knees and wrapped his arms around Veronica's thighs, burying his nose in her new pussy. He rubbed it around and inhaled deeply of its rank funk. He even snorted up some of the juices and hoped Owen would enjoy the slimy additions.
The chameleon shuddered and turned various colors. "Hhhhrnngh! You're not sposta be enjoying it! I'm punishing you for being such a rudebunny!" Her knees quivered. She grabbed the back of his head and mashed it in, barely conscious enough of her surroundings to nod for other arcade-goers to skip ahead in line.
(Walter did actually hear a sleepy voice from within his sinuses. "...Mom?")
Said rudebunny's muzzle got shoved right up in that hole, so he licked all over its insides, making sure to rub his nose against the ridged upper area that was a lady's G-spot. He giggled at the sound inside his own head and the super lewd implications of it. He slurped and snorted up more and more stinky slimy pussy juice, and belched wetly right against Veronica's cervix. He wasn't sure how this was meant to be a punishment, but he wanted to make it up to her for not immediately considering her as an option.
The chameleon was loving the perfect convex curve of Walter's muzzle. She ground against it like she was trying to pillow-suffocate him. All of a sudden, an enormous queef backhanded him: BLART. It vibrated her labia against his fur and sprinkled him with cunnydroplets.
That just made him moan and grind in harder! It also made his cock squirt across the ankles of a passerby. Walter redoubled his efforts, determined to eat out his new friend until she came all over him, or her vaginal muscles caved in his skull, whichever happened first.
Veronica clutched the bases of his bunny ears like handlebars and damn near impaled herself on him. She let out adorable gaspy moans for any passersby to hear. She lifted up a leg and locked it around Walter's left shoulder and upper back. A succession of smaller queef aftershocks blew Walter's nostrils open. Her pussy drooled copiously down his shirt collar.
Walter shifted himself so he was on one knee and used the extra leverage to start thrusting his head up into her pussy, stretching it out more and more until the base of his ears were rubbing against the outer labia. He kept sniffing, snorting, sucking and gulping, while also rubbing his head around her inner walls, no doubt driving her crazy. He even kissed her cervix before belching loudly right up into it. He had no clue how that'd feel, but he hoped it'd be good!
Veronica was so overwhelmed, it was just another amazing sensation among many. She was panting, clutching him, using her leg to latch him in inescapably. Saliva trickled down her lips. Her hair was a brown blur. Someone passing by leaned in for a french kiss and she pawed at him for a bit, enjoying the taste of secondhand funnel cakes, before snapping back to Walter. Clenching hard, she leaned way over, actually able to nuzzle his headfur. With a shriek, she came. Her new pussy spasmed, gushed, then clamped down so hard it tore his bunnymuzzle clean off like a paper mask!
Walter was rewarded for his efforts in a shower of goo, and a high-pressure head wrapping. He managed to get out a bit, but Veronica's pussy clamped hard on his muzzle, causing him to fall on his back with a pink, slimy hole in his face with a tongue hanging out. He crossed his eyes to look at it, and attempted to say the words "Eww, gross!" but it came out super weird. As such, he merely squinted and grunted, causing himself to fart dryly, but also to regrow his muzzle, which popped into existence as he passed gas. "Heh, that's a real snapper y'got there! Nearly took my whole darn face off!"
Veronica tried to respond, but was panting too hard. She looked like a truck crash on legs. But satisfied! She took a deep breath to calm her racing heart. A last shudder sent a squirt of goo bullseyeing between Walter's eyes. She reached down and pulled the bunny snout out of her snatch. Then she spun and flopped towards the snack bar. Elbowing the current customer aside, she slapped Walter's former body part down on the counter. "Big plate 'a nachos. Cheeseburger. Fries. Two sodas." With her order placed, she staggered back to Walter, yanked him off the floor by his ears and damn near tore his head in half kissing him with all her gratitude.
Walter was shocked so little would get so much, but he guessed it was more for the fun than actual value. He stretched a bit while he was down there and was surprised when he got yanked up by the ears, making an eep and biting his lips. His dick squirted, and he made a mental note to remember he quite liked being handled thusly. When she kissed him he was shocked by the force of it, and wasn't sure if he should kiss back with equal force or just let her do her thing, but it felt like she was trying to jam her face down his throat through his teeth. When she finally let go, he took a few deep, panting breaths and gave her a thumbs up. "Glad you liked it!"
She reached around and honked his tail. "You're a fun bun for sure." She also gave him a swift, playful spank as she passed by. "I gotta go sit down! Take that as a compliment," she grinned. "Get our food and I'll find a seat."
As she scoped out the tables, their order was already being set down on a tray at the counter. The fat kitty behind the counter had some kind of milking machine on his nips, which appeared to connect to the mustard and ketchup dispensers.
Walter eeped again at the tail honking and butt slapping. "Alright, I'll be right back." He giggled to himself inwardly and sniffed the air, still able to smell her pussy on himself. He scurried over to grab the food and stopped briefly to stare at the guy's chest. "Wow... that's a hot idea!" He looked down at his burger and took the top off, seeing it lacked the requisite mustard and ketchup. He wondered if the cat guy had done it on purpose. "Could you, uh... dispense some of those for me, on my burger?" he asked, nodding to the cat man's nips.
He grinned like the Cheshire cat, then grabbed his mantits and roughly squashed them around in his paws, making immensely satisfied faces. The mustard and ketchup dispensers started flowing, so Walter would have to quickly insert his burger.
He did so, picking up the top bun for the ketchup, and the bottom bun with the fixin's for the mustard. He did his best to stay in line with the stuff so as not to miss any, then nodded and said "When!" before smooshing the sides together and splattering the condiments in his face and on the cat dude. He just giggled and then thanked the guy before running back to where Veronica was sitting.
The cat guy moaned really loud.
Meanwhile, one well-satisfied chameleon was draped over her chair, letting her pussy vent steam. Zipper wide open, shorts tugged down where anyone could get a look. "Oh good! My nachos! Gimme. My fuel tank's on E after that." She made little chameleon-grabby motions.
The rabbit chuckled as he sat down, then handed her over her plate of noms. He took his own, then sniffed the air. Blushing, he looked under the table and gave a naughty giggle. "Y'know, it amazes me that I can do something like ruin your cunny with my face, and have it rip my nose off, then only minutes later I can still get that perverse enjoyment of peaking at your girlparts under the table." He bit into his burger, talking with his mouth full. "I hope I never get bored of the little things."
"You shouldn't," she said, and stuffed a nacho in her mouth. She talked with her mouth full with wild abandon. "F'm what I read, Hell'sh like that. S'not like Earth with diminifing returnsh. Whatev'r you wanna be naughty, stays naughty." She swallowed. "Like f'rinstance..." She stood up and pulled her shorts down to her knees. Then she took the plate of nachos and SAT on it, with a smile of total enjoyment. Soon there were crunching, chewing sounds. She blushed pink, anticipating Walter's reaction.
Walter was finding himself oddly turned on by watching her eat with her mouth open. He knew that would normally annoy him, but the idea of reveling in the disobedience of it was making it so strangely sexy. Plus he started it, really. But when Veronica sat on the plate and he could clearly hear her butthole eating the food, he shuddered, groaned, and he came on the spot. It wasn't his biggest one, but it was pretty decent, like someone had quickly turned a milk hose off and on again a few times under the table. He blushed deeply at having jizzed without any physical stimulation, and his nuts gurgled happily. They were grapefruit sized, and they smooshed comfortably against his thighs. "That, um... fucking hell that's so damn sexy..." he mumbled bashfully to her. "Huge butt lover, anything with butts is the absolute best, Veronica."
She squirmed in delight at his appreciating, smearing cheese and chili all over her cute green tush. "Thanks! Wanna share?" She stood up with an audible 'squooorch'ing sound. The cheese stretched and broke off into curly strings. She climbed up onto the table like a cat and turned around, presenting green soft scales covered in a total mess of melted cheese, smashed chips, beans, olives, and chilies. She slurped from her soda and tossed him a wink. "I love sharing my food..." she purred.
Walter grinned and nodded, and was just slipping off his chair when she got up on the table. His eyebrows went up and he slowly sat back down, grinning like an idiot, his boner as raging as ever. He leaned forward and started licking over her cute cheeks, rubbing his buck teeth over them now and then, appreciating the greasy aromas. He also took the opportunity to dip his nose down to her plush pussy for another deep sniff before coming back up and stuffing his tongue in her butt mouth. He wrapped his lips around hers and sucked, hoping to get a couple mouthfuls of ABC nachos as well.
Veronica slurped hard on her drink to avoid groaning too loud. She loved playing with her own butt, but having someone else play with it was even better! She playfully smooshed her cheeks over Walter's face and teased his hair with her curly tail. She wrapped it gently around the back of his head to pull him closer. She pooted right in his mouth and it tasted spicy.
Walter could taste the toot and it made him wriggle against her. He sucked on her butt tongues for a while longer while petting her affectionate tail, before pulling away and sitting back in his chair. He let out a wet, ass-and-chili-flavored belch, then patted his belly. "Delicious rump you got there. Can it burp too, by the way? I mean, I know it can fart, but can it give those big, hearty, resonant belches too?" He wondered, his cock practically pissing out pre-cum.
"Oh gosh, I have no idea! I've never tried such a dirty thi-" BRRRRRRRARRKK Her ass unleashed a typhoon that blew his ears straight back. It smelled delicious. She guffawed so hard she made the table shake. "Ha HAA!! Of course I've practiced that!"
Walter almost fell over, and his cock could be heard squirting the underside of the table for the duration of the butt burp. His balls purred delightedly afterwards. "Woof! Fucking hell that's sexy!" He shuddered and stroked his still rock hard dong.
She giggled some more and 'cleared her throat'. "Oh! Mind if I taste your burger while I'm up here?"
"Yeah, by all means, taste away! Have some fries, too. Heck, drink some of my soda with your butthole, drink soda from both ends! Celebrate your freaky body!" He was all kinds of happy about the new friend he'd made.
It took some tongue-curling effort, but she was able to aim her ass enough to pick up a french fry. She was quite proud of herself when she got it all chewed up and vanished.
Walter clapped and nodded out of respect for such a feat. "I'm impressed, I was expecting you to sit down on them more, but that definitely worked. With enough practice I bet you could cut and eat steak with your ass!" He chuckled at the mental image of it.
"Steak...?" she thought, and wondered to herself how to accomplish such a feat. "Okay, that was really hard with me trying to look over my shoulder to point my butt. Maybe you could feed me?" She reached back and mushed her plump cheeks in her paws, giving ample entrance to her holes.
When Veronica gave him such open access to her backside, the pervy bun couldn't do much more than stare at it for a while. "Dear god, that's a really sexy view..." He shook his head, almost in disbelief before fishing his phone out. "One sec, putting this on the infernet, definitely," he framed the chameleon butt just right, gave a "Say cheese!", waited for the response, then clicked the pic. Satisfied, he put his phone away and picked up a few fries, feeding them to the butthole.
She blushed quite a bit at hearing the camera click, then shivered at thinking of all the pervs who'd be seeing her naked butt! "I hope I don't have any food stuck in my teeth," she fretted. The fries were nice and warm. "Gimme a bite of your burger too. Hurry up, or I might take some fingers too," she teased.
Walter giggled at the thought, then realized he was missing a golden opportunity. He whipped his phone out again and set it to record video instead, then spoke loud and clearly. "Hey Naughty Level! This is my- uh... is girlfriend okay?" he asked, suddenly more nervous than he expected to be.
Her head popped up. "Really? So soon!? Of COURSE it's okay!!" In a fit of excitement, she lunged backwards for a perfectly-aimed smooch; lips-to-lips. Her tail swished in happiness.
The rabbit was caught off guard, his phone unable to catch the initial moment of the butt kiss, but he quickly turned it towards himself to show him having a romantic lip lock with his now-girlfriend's cheesy butt. He then broke it off with a dopey giggle and cleared his throat. "Alright, alright, first day in hell and I've already got a girlfriend. This is pretty rad." He continued filming. "Alright, this is my girlfriend, and she's got a mouth for a butthole! Well, mostly. Anyway, here's a video of her taking a bite of my burger!" He picked up said burger which already had a couple bites out of it, then turned his phone so it could catch the footage. He brought it up between her cheeks teasingly slow, but then pressed part of it to it. "Hey, you mind spreading your cheeks so the pervs at home can get a better look?"
"BUTT of course!" Veronica said, and snerked. She bent down, resting her head on the table, and used both hands to really dig in and spread her jiggly ass. Her emerald scales caught tiny glints from all the neon lights. Several furs around them in the food court were watching or taking snapshots too. Veronica played to the camera, chomping off a big bite, then chewing it with gusto, gnashing her teeth and licking her puckered lips with her tongues.
"Ain't that gorgeous? Listen to that bum chew!" Walter got the camera in real close to get the sounds and the sights in high detail, then pulled it back slowly. "What a lovely lizard rump, hunh? And now it's mine! Well, ours, let's be honest. If she wants to let some other guy feed or fuck it, I ain't gonna stop her!" He said with a shrug. "Actually I think that's pretty hot. Sharing is caring, as they say. You thoughts, Ver?"
She rubbed her cheek on the tabletop. "Oooooh, I'm conflicted! Hearing you say 'That's mine!' makes my cunt flutter. Gives me the good tingles. On the other hand, letting someone else play with it might make you mad with jealousy and desire, so that could be fun too!" She giggled.
Walter raised an eyebrow, then gave a quick sign off to his phone before speaking in hushed tones. "Wait, me saying you're mine turns you on?" He spoke in hushed tones, like a kid who thought if someone overheard him they'd take his favorite toy away. "Like... all of you, or just part of you? And do you mean... to do whatever I want with, or just... we're a couple sort of thing?" His mind was racing with lewd ideas, though he wasn't sure how many of them he'd actually do.
"Oh geez..." She covered her face in her curled paws cutely. "Um, all of it. ALL of that! Everything you just said. Just... to feel wanted is amazing. Desired. We can be a couple. Or you could write your name on my butt. Or eat me. Or, um, whatever crazy ideas you can come up with!" She shuddered. It was both frightening and freeing to totally hand over the reigns to him like that, and trust that whatever he'd do would be enjoyable for them both.
Walter nodded excitedly as he listened, but he had some concerns. "So... what if I want to do things with other people, too? Like, I love the idea of just... doing things with random people I don't know. Sniffing them, crawling up inside them, or biting parts of them off..." he trailed off, thinking about what other things he'd do, but then gestured the thought away. "BUT, I'd always come back to you. You'd be my favorite personal toy to do whatever I wanted with between the possibly hundreds of random floozies and johns that pulled my whim at any given moment. Is that something you'd be okay with? 'Cause I really don't want you to get upset about stuff. That'd really suck. So if you're not into that then... well, we'll figure something out at least. I'm willing to compromise if need be." He felt weird talking about that sort of thing, but he also felt good being so open about it.
"I appreciate your honesty. And yeah, that's cool. So long as you're fine with me doing the same. I'm pretty sure neither of us woulda ended up here if we weren't variety junkies. I mean, we've got a whole hugeass afterlife to explore!" She suddenly snorted. "...Pun not intended, but enjoyed." She wiggled her tush some more. "Ooh, let's try soda from both ends!" She took a slurp on her drink and winked her asshole.
The rabbit smiled warmly, nodding as he held his drink up to Veronica's mouthy bumhole. "Really feels good to hear it. I was so weirdly worried about it. "I mean, you're really hot and cute and all that, but you're not a sexy mom, or her toddler, or, like... a nonev squirrel, or..." He sighed and chuckled, shaking his head. "I think you get the idea. You're also only one person, so it'd be hard to have a gangbang with just the two of us." He picked up what was left of his burger and literally shoved it down his throat so far his fist made a bulge in his neck. When he pulled it back out it was all slobbery. He admired the shiny sliminess for a few seconds before slapping his new girlfriend's green ass to wipe it off.
Her legs were getting shaky from staying perched on the chair, hovering over the table for so long. But still, Veronica found the fortitude to concentrate just enough to give her buttmouth a larynx and a pair of eyes on either cheek. Just long enough to say. "Hey, I dunno. We could try cloning sometime!"
Walter gasped and snerked at the sight, covering his mouth as he giggled. "Man, that's pretty hot, but it's way goofier than it is sexy." He sat back in his chair and stretched, looking about. "Well, I think it's about time we get out of here. I wonder where Joesy is..."
"Just watching the show." The wolfboy had a big goofy grin on his muzzle, both at startling the bun and appreciating Veronica's hiney. Joesy was carrying a certain little elephant boy in the crook of one arm.
"Hi!" Tom said, waving happily. "I'm food!" He had the whole top of his head glazed in icing and cinnamon sugar. Joesy took another bite of his elephant ears.
The rabbit's ears perked up and his head snapped around with a surprised look, then one of happy recognition. "Hey! Man, you were just waiting for me to say something, weren't you?" He shook his head, then nodded to Tom. "Oh hey, dessert. Get some sweet stuff on your trunk, I wanna bite the end off it," he said, gesturing for the youngster to feed him.
Tom giggled a whole lot. "SEE, Joesy!? HE's not shy!" He grinned at Walter as he dipped his trunk in the icing on his forehead and helpfully extended it. "I hadda ask him like a quadbillion times to get him to start eatin' people. Finally we found a game where you gotta eat the most mice."
The wolf blushed. "I only got two down. They were cheering me on and everything. Jaw was just shaking too much from, 'But it's not NICE to prey on others, Joesy'!"
Walter gave Tom a quick thanks before grabbing the phant boy's trunk, stuffing it in his mouth, biting down into that thick, rubbery flesh with his own blunt bunny teeth, and giving it a hard yank. It made his head whip back when the tearing flesh finally gave way, but it was little price to pay for such a delectable treat. "Eh, y'get used to it. It's always kinda been a kink for me, so it didn't take me long to give in to it once I found out you could do it any time you want down here." He chewed the big chunk of gray and sweetness with his mouth open, letting the nub-nosed boy see what he was doing to what used to be part of him. "I ate a couple deerkids, too. Well, sort of. One up my nose, the other went up my wiener." He swallowed, then burped wetly.
Joesy leaned close in amazement at this revelation, as if he could see the deer kids still moving around inside the bun like a rubber sack. His cheeks were bright red. His expression showed squirming envy. He grumbled, "Well sure it's easy for YOU, bun! Didn't have your dad leaning over you all the time telling you how wolves have to play nice all the time, when my classmates all smell like cupcakes!"
The rabbit smirked at Joesy. "Yeah, being a Prey will do that. But come on, a natural herbivore that eats people? You gotta admit, that's pretty hot." He chuckled, then blushed a bit. "Man, being down here's really bringing me out of my shell. It's really fun to just... talk about stuff like this right out in the open where anyone else can hear." He looked around before raising his voice to a mild shout. "I want to let a nonev squirrel eat my penis!" This made his blush deepen even further as he hid his muzzle in his hands like a kid who'd done something naughty.
Veronica had gotten herself down off the chair and turned around by now. Her buttmouth gave a series of hiccuping burps and leaked drool all over the chair. "These two are super cute, Walter. They both your roommates?"
"Oh, yeah Joesy's my room mate. This is Veronica, guys. She's my girlfriend! Either one of you wanna fuck her?"
Veronica squealed in pleasurable embarrassment and hunched over, reflexively covering her naughty bits. "Geeez, Walter!" She was cringing but also grinning hugely and giggling. She looked up to Joesy, who gave her a 'Not bad. I sure would' look.
Walter gave a confident chuckle and hugged Veronica to him with one arm. "Man, I could even give you some kinda lewd nickname... like cum licker, or something," he joked, kissing her on the cheek.
She squirmed and turned crimson.
Tom said, "My mom says I'm too little to fuck anyone but her until I'm older." But his smirk suggested this was more of a suggestion than a hard rule. His voice also sounded a bit pinched from his lack of a trunktip. "By the way, didja like it, mister bunny? Did it have any snots in it?" He chortled.
"Tasted great little guy! Not sure on the snots though. Lots of other flavors messin' around. Couldn't tell if it was snotty. Probably was though." He licked his lips and rubbed his belly. "So, I think we're all good here. Any of you guys got anywhere you wanna head to next?"
"I still wanna play games!" Tom said. He wriggled down from Joesy's arm and shook the floor from his little elephant feet landing. He glomped the wolf's leg in a hug. "Thanks a lot f'r eating my ears! Don't be shy! It's fun! Friends are food!"
Joesy blushed and patted the boy's head affectionately, getting a sticky hand. "Thanks for getting me to try it. Maybe I'll come by sometime and cook you up. Maybe your mom too!" He licked his lips, thinking of all that nice plump roasted meat.
Tom gave the wolf another squeeze, then darted to Walter and Veronica, nuzzling and groping around both of them as well. "I'm gonna stay here. See ya later! Here, have some of me too!" He wiggled his ears indicating they should tear off what was left and enjoy.
Walter was becoming quite quick to indulge in the resident weirdness, so he promptly reached out, put a hand on Tom's head, then grabbed his ear with the other before giving a surprisingly strong tug on it. The sound of tearing flesh made his bunny dick leak a few drops of pre on the floor, and he kindly bowed to Tom. "Great meetin' you bud. And eatin' you too!" He took a big bite out of the ear and tipped it to the phant like one might tip their glass to acknowledge someone's comment.
Veronica also liberated an ear and nibbled, making 'Mmmm!' sounds. Tom looked delighted. It had felt as satisfying as pulling apart velcro. "Thanks! Bye! Thanks!" Then he toddled off towards the arcade cabinets. He gave his head a shake to grow all his bits back, and flung dollops of icing on several people. He used a lady's skirt for a towel to wipe his face off. She gave him a playful butt-to-face bump to shoo him off.
Joesy plopped down in a chair between Walter and Veronica. He looked relieved, like a weight was off his shoulders. "There's something just plain great about finally doing something you've been scared of all your life. And in this place, I can! Like, without consequences! I can bite down and there's no screaming and crying and calling the cops. I don't wanna hurt anyone. I just wanna y'know, be wolfy." A thought occurred. "Speaking of food, I doubt it's what you two had in mind, but I was thinking of picking up some groceries. The apartment's getting bare. Especially now that there'll be a pudgy bunny in it." He gave Walter's deer gut a poke.
The rabbit giggled, playfully smacking at Joesy's hand as his belly gurgled. "Y'know, I'm weirdly down for that! As dull as grocery shopping always was when I was alone, I gotta see what it's like here!" He gave a naughty grin and wrung his hands together. "Oh man, I wonder if I can just, like... shove a cereal box up some girl's butt? You think she'd notice?" He was surprisingly excited, considering the usual banality of the destination's usual condition in the land of the living. "Will we be taking another bus to get there? I get the feeling they're not all piss buses. Curious what else we might see. Damn, I feel like such a tourist!" he laughed, then gave a contented sigh... Then he farted. "Woops, s'cuse me. Burgers and elephant."
Joesy looked to Veronica to answer the question, picking up a vibe that she seemed to have been here longer. Longer than three days at least.
"There's lots of transportation, but mostly just what I've read about on my phone," she said. She casually reached up and pulled it out from under one of her big chameleon eyelids. "Buses. There's a subway. We could just walk and see what happens to us along the way. Or hitchhiking!" She shivered at the possibilities. Then she sat bolt upright as a naughty idea struck her.
She leaned forward with a naughty, challenging smile. "Though... are we talking about getting groceries here... or in Sunnyside?"
Walter felt himself reflexively gasp at her tone alone, then he blushed when he realized what that would entail. "Oh god... we totally could, couldn't we?" He looked to Joesy, wanting to gauge his reaction. "I mean, it's not like we'd actually get into any REAL trouble... right?" He was clearly nervous, but his visible hard-on showed just how excited he was too.
The wolf blanched. "Technically, no, but... But I'm so horrrrrny right now!" he whined.
Veronica was nearly vibrating. "Yes! Me too! That's what makes it so fun! I mean, we're pretty much bound to get caught. That'll make it even hotter!"
The wolf squirmed and squirmed, but did not veto the idea.
Veronica grabbed Walter's arm and rubbed her cheek on the fluff. "Let's do it! Right now! I can't believe I'm even suggesting such a thing, but I think you give me courage, Walter."
The bunny boy took inventory of all the risks he figured would be involved, then nodded with a look of determination on his face. "Alright. Let's do it. Let's go grocery shopping... in Sunnyside!" He pumped a fist in the air valiantly, then took three steps forward before stopping to look back at the others. "Wait, don't we have to, like... get dressed and stuff first? Or... wasn't there something about that place having daily or weekly normalcy rules?"
Joesy stood up too. His body language was still hesitant, but he wanted to be bold too. "We could... just go over like this, and see what happens to us?" That would be quite a spectacle. He was dripping with icing and boy blood, Veronica had ass and pussy slime trails all down her legs, and Walter was practically a modern art masterpiece with all his stains.
Walter blinked, considering the idea. He turned to Joesy with a look of near awe. "Oh fuck... Dude, that's a great idea!" He stroked his chin, eyes flitting back and forth as he ran over his thoughts. "We go over there like this, maybe get punished, maybe just... get picked up by someone, and they sort of orient us to what's going on over there. They'd give us appropriate clothes and everything! And it'd get the idea of being punished out of the way real quick, just rip the band-aid off on it!" He planted his fist in his palm in an authoritative manner. "Alright then, that's what we'll do. We'll walk over there like this and just... see what happens! Don't even bother being stealthy, just... nngh... let the people stare and gawk and... yeah..." He blushed deeply, the thought of 'Normal Folks' seeing him all heavily stained as he was, knowing full well what he was covered in, and what was inside of him. His wiener squirted some pre-cum on a passing fellow.
(The passing fellow did not notice. He was headed off to the TEST YOUR STRENGTH booth where a squirrel guy was hooked up to e-stim equipment, and arcade patrons tried to light him up with their swings.)
"Cool! Let's go get punished!" Veronica said, with a tingly quaver in her voice. She took Walter's hand gently in his and headed for the arcade's exit.
Joesy swiveled his head at all the fucking and messing continuing to go on, but knew he could always come back later. "We've got a whole eternity, after all," he muttered.
At the entrance, two lesbian fruit bats came in. Wing-in-wing and joined at the facial piercings. Walter ogled them briefly, asking to and then giving one a boobhonk.
He could see outside: the same deep purple night the region had been when he arrived. Veronica waited until the door closed, then reached out to swiftly turn a knob that might have been mistaken for a thermostat.
He waited tentatively, his little bunnytail twitching and his ears swiveling reflexively, his heart thump-thump-thumping in his chest.
When she opened the door, Walter was hit with a faceful of sunny yellow sunshine!
He had to squint and put a hand up, his eyes clearly not ready for that kind of lighting change. Still, he stepped forward and followed his girlfriend over the threshold, on towards a place of far, far more rules than the one they'd left.
***
The trio exited the arcade, and when Veronica pulled the door shut behind them, it ceased to exist. When they all stopped blinking, they saw that the landscape remained fundamentally the same on the other side, but with interesting changes. Such as, the arcade was now a very family-friendly outdoor church carnival. Balloons and clowns and face-painting and circus tents and games and food and other wholesome activities, with religious symbology everywhere. All the furs were dressed in their Sunday best, and sometimes the ruffles covered interesting bulges.
Walter was breathing in audible gulps of air. He had to look down to make sure his heart wasn't visibly smashing its way out of his chest. He grabbed a hand from each of his friends and then looked to each of them. His brain was going haywire on him, giving him so many conflicting signals. He looked around at the many crosses and such, his face screwing up in mild confusion. "Oh god... the other side to Turvytown... is Catholic?" He didn't know why that particular detail messed with his head, but the idea of a place in Hell adorned heavily with those particular symbols seemed ironic as heck.
"Not quite," Veronica corrected, brushing the hair from her eyes which she had wisely used as makeshift sunglasses. "It's kind of... cartoon religion? If that makes sense? Exaggerated and obnoxious. So you wanna corrupt it."
Joesy nodded. "So, like the animated Christmas specials on VHS my family used to watch."
"Exactly!" Veronica agreed. "Imagine taking all those squeaky-clean blue-eyed children in the backroom and making 'em fuck."
Walter's lips pursed and his ear twitched. He nodded slowly. "Okay... okay, I follow, I follow." He looked over at the crowd of folks, licking his lips. "So... okay... how do we want to do this? Go as long as we can until we get caught or just, like... go in all oogy-boogy and hump things until the cops arrive?" he asked, looking back and eyeing up a plump beaver woman in a sundress.
"Or, you can get CAUGHT RIGHT NOW!!!" With a triumphant cackle, the beaver woman whirled around, ripping off her tearaway sundress and fat suit underneath, revealing the pristine navy blue uniform of... OFFISA TIDDIES!
Joesy immediately dropped to his knees and put his wrists out to be cuffed. "Oh shit! Don't kill us!!"
"OH YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!" Walter's prey instinct kicked in and he bolted, doing a surprisingly fast about-face and then sprinting away with the speed only a rabbit's legs could give. Every now and then he'd hop left or right, but he never looked back.
Velvetiron's eyes twinkled with glee that the bun was not going to make this easy. That meant more fun! "Not so fast, you sinful evildoer!!" Carnival-goers began looking around, shocked and gasping, to see who was transgressing. Some of them covertly rubbed their crotches when Clampanessa's head was turned. Rather than give chase, the beavercop planted herself in a stance and reeled back her right arm like a fishing rod, then sent it whipping forward, the arm extending like an endless furry grappling hook. Or a bunny-seeking missile.
Walter did his honest best, but realworld speed wasn't gonna beat cartoon physics. He yelped (and peed a little) when he felt the literal long arm of the law clamp down on his tail hard enough to keep him in place. Only then did he look back, getting to see just how screwed he was. She hadn't moved an inch! She'd just stretched her arm at him! Some part of his brain felt cheated, but the rest of it was damn near thankful the chase had been cut short. Still he struggled against the arm, at least for the first several feet. After that he was too busy panting and trying to catch his breath from the sudden burst of exertion.
Officer Clampanessa turned her left nipple into a crank handle and began rotating it, dragging the poor caught bunny back to face justice. Her uniform was much longer and more modest now, yet also tighter. The crisp seams hugged her athletic curves. And it made the club-length chub in her pants extremely noticeable.
Veronica had been watching, and now figured she was already in enough trouble, she might as well add to it by getting close and hugging the beavergal's leg to rub her scaly cheek all up and down that firm, heartbeat-pounding khaki-wrapped length. She nuzzled it and sniffed deeply. "Mmmm, musky cop odor," she murmured.
Velvetiron pretended not to notice, as she had a bunny to deal with. She dangled him effortlessly in the air above her face. "I knew it!" she boomed gleefully. "Not in town even twenty-four hours, and already up to no good! LOOK at you! Not only naked, but covered in- What are these stains!?" She sniffed. "My goodness! Filthy! You're a filthy, dirty bunny, letting your nice white fur get all messy like this!" Her speech was loud enough to be heard by pedestrians a block away.
The rabbit squirmed, causing himself to twist back and forth on his tail uncomfortably, but that somehow added to the hotness of the whole debacle. He groaned, splayed his toes, hid his face in his hands, and his cock drooled long, dangling drips of pre-cum. He was on display for everyone to see, covered in all manner of gross stuff, and he smelled like a dumpster someone had been using as a toilet! And he LOVED how embarrassing it all was! His face was lit up like a pink neon sign, and he was sweating heavily. He couldn't wait to see what ol' OFFISA TIDDIES would do to him.
Folks gathered around to gawk and point at the naughty bun. Walter could hear their laughter at his stinky nudeness. Velvetiron twirled him back and forth. "Such filth belongs in the rubbish bin, don't you think? Why, here's one right here!" she said, and looked directly at Joesy.
The wolf looked up in alarm, then quickly connected the dots.
Her evil grin faded just long enough to give him a quick, 'If you're okay with this?' glance.
He gulped, hesitated a bit, but then nodded. He'd wanted his first time eating Walter to be someplace private, but having it thrust upon him in public was terrifically exciting.
Clampanessa stomped on the end of the wolf's tail and the whole top of his head swung open, just like a kitchen trash can lid. Walter was held above a circle of teeth and saliva.
The rabbit looked around at all the people, eyes darting from one to another. He waved at a particularly cute otter girl before he heard mention of a trash can. He whipped his head around looking for it before he looked down and saw the gaping jaws of his friend. His blush deepened and his dick dripped pre onto Joesy's waiting tongue. "Oh crud... you're gonna shove me right in there, aren't you??" He spoke in a gasping, breathy tone, half nervous, half excited about his apparent 'punishment'. He was gonna get swallowed whole! He'd had bits of himself eaten, but he'd never been in a belly before!
"Just a quick run through, to get you properly cleaned up," she reassured. Then she cast an eye down to where Veronica was still lost in worshiping her bulge. "And don't think I've forgotten about YOU, you naughty lawbreaker!" Before the chameleon could even 'eep', Velvetiron's beaver tail reshaped into a huge waffley hand and gripped her around the middle like a toy doll. The Hellguardian readjusted her grip on Walter's tail, then dunked him down Joesy's open throat like a donut in a coffee cup. The wolf's esophagus was now completely around his head!
Walter gulped, then took a deep breath as his whole head was engulfed in his wolf friend's throat with an audible glrk! It felt so weird to the rabbit, his head surrounded by tight, slick warmth. But he wasn't feeling claustrophobic at all. It made him moan, which in turn vibrated the walls of Joesy's esophagus. The naughty bun even found himself reaching down (from his perspective) to stroke his own boner!
Muffled, he could hear from outside, "Your degeneracy knows no bounds!" He even heard some passers-by laughing at the show. "Well let's fix that," Clampanessa said. "Get in there!" Before he could wonder what that meant, Walter felt his asshole violently intruded-upon by what felt exactly like a chameleon's head.
That caused an immediate reaction as his legs straightened out, his toes splayed out, and his balls contracted, shooting out lengthy rope after rope of cum from his little dick. Having such a sensitive backdoor mixed well with sudden large insertions through it. After a full minute's worth of jizzing, the rabbit fell slack, panting heavily on air that didn't exist, basically inhaling a bit of Joesy's inner throat and causing the bulge in the wolf's neck to show a surprisingly detailed outline of the bunny boy's teeth.
Officer Clampanessa was noticeably derelict in her stern punishment to allow time for the bun boy to come and recover. Also to allow Veronica's little scaly paws to sneak around to her cloaca and pummel it lovingly. When the beaver felt they'd enjoyed themselves enough, she tensed her arm and punched down HARD on Veronica's cloaca, turning the girl into a boxing mitt. She powered through, forcing both bunny and chameleon through Joesy's intestinal tract in one power-packed punch, turning them both into a flood of fudgey warm shit. Joesy came buckets on the sidewalk as his anus stretched to pass two whole fursons' worth of wolf manure.
Walter was very quickly subjected to one of the oddest feelings he could ever have experienced, being squished so tightly, and then turned to smelly mush in the blink of an eye. It happened slowly enough that he could feel the whole process, but so fast that it like something between diving into seltzer water, and getting shoved through a blender. Parts of his head in particular ended up further ahead of the rest of their partner, like his eyes and ears, one of which he could feel nearby what he was pretty sure was his belly button. Meanwhile his legs came apart in several places, getting thoroughly mixed up with Veronica's mass to the point where it felt more like he had a swiss cheese snake tail than proper legs. When the cool air hit him, his form shuddered, splutting and plapping against the pavement. Once he was all out, his eyeballs rather cartoonishly appeared on top and opened, looking bleary and unfocused. He couldn't talk (most of his mouth was somewhere touching a lung), and he couldn't hear (he had no idea where either of his ears were), but he could clearly see the crowd laughing, gawking, and sneakily touching themselves.
Veronica was similarly discombobulated. Joesy was laid out flat like a pelt on the sidewalk, head swimming from sensory overload, tail up in the air, hindquarters a brown mess, and cum gluing his stomach fur.
"There we go! Punishment accomplished!" Clampanessa said cheerfully. "Now let's just make you lot of criminal scum presentable." From seemingly nowhere she drew a brass nozzle and pointed it at the two piles of poop and a wolf. "You get to drink from the FIRE HOSE!!"
Ice cold water gushed out, blasting all three perpetrators into smears. Onlookers yelped and scrambled to get out of the way of the deluge. Some got soaked, revealing pointy nipples. Some got their pans splashed, and were then chased after by the Fun Police for peeing their pants in public.
Walter attempted to gasp in shock when the cold water hit him, but lacking a mouth he was unable to. It wasn't until a few seconds later that he managed to turn over onto his stomach and crawl to his hands and knees panting. He looked down at the ground where he respawned and noticed it was bone dry, as was he. The bunny sat up on his knees and looked down at himself. "Ugh... this is just SO not me..."
When Veronica realized she had a head again, and a body, and eyes to blink, she looked at herself and her friends, and nearly shrieked. Somehow they had been reconstituted in the most humiliating pastel school uniforms ever! She was in a bubblegum-pink jumper with a pleated skirt and poofy frilly bloomers. And her hair was in pigtails! With bows!! Walter and Joesy were wearing sky-blue overalls with embroidered duckies on the front. Both had cute little neckties and neatly-combed hair.
Velvetiron could barely contain her chortles. "Much better!"
Walter was pulling at the oddly comfortable clothes. They hugged a bit tight in the crotch and butt, but the rest of it fit exactly as his liked. Too bad he looked like a suburban mom's toddler out for a day at the park. Eventually he stood up and looked back at his friends, then to Clampanessa. He waved to her, his other hand scratching the back of his head. "Thanks for that. Really, ah, washed the naughtiness right out of me!" he lied. "In the meantime, we were heading out for groceries. Could you please point us to the nearest grocery store?"
She gasped lightly in approval at this sudden change of attitude. "Why yes, young man! The Knowledge Of Good And Evil Mart is right over there. Or a little further ahead, you can see the sign of the Galaxie Fooderia just above the roof of Niceburger. I'm very glad to see you've chosen to walk the straight and narrow path from now on." She leaned closer to whisper, "...And even more glad to see you having fun and making friends. Keep it up, Walter."
The rabbit blushed and bowed. "Gee thanks ma'am!"
She turned to the wolf. "Ditto to you, Joesy," she whispered. "And keep your nose clean," she added, as she swiped her cleavage across his muzzle.
He'd been petrified in horror at his sissy clothing, but the boob-touch left him speechless in a wholly different, much more enjoyable way.
Walter walked over to the other two to hold their hands and walk towards their destination. "Alright, well that was wild as heck. Bet it felt real intense for you, eh?" He said to Joesy with the wiggle of an eyebrow.
The wolf teen was still pretty addled from getting his nose boobied, on top of everything else. "I feel reborn," he gurgled.
Veronica twirled over to the boys, enjoying how it made her pigtails fly up in the air. "You guys look ridiculous! Maybe instead of groceries I should read you a storybook and feed you milk bottles!" She tickled under their chins.
Walter stuck his tongue out at her. "Nah, I'm not into that stuff. Well, not normally. Might let Tom's mom do that, but that's different. Also, you'd look real good with a fat set of, uh..." he looked around before whispering, "boobs, in that outfit."
Veronica looked down at her mostly-flat lizard chest. "Huh? Never saw much practical use for them. Aside from making boys stupid, of course." She patted her ass cheeks with both hands. "Besides, I already got these! Anyway, yeah, let's go defile these cutesy costumes, and then I'll help you carry your foods back to your apartment," she said with a hint of implication.
It made sense that, while Turvytown was cloaked in naughty nightness, Sunnyside was eternally sunny. The day was bright with bustling small town sounds, birds chirping, children laughing, groans of repressed lust, etc.. Some furs looked like they were enjoying the pleasant day unironically, but plenty more seemed blushy and fidgety. Some were tugging too-short clothing down to conceal their bits. Some were furtively looking around for a secluded place to find some relief. Some of the bushes were wiggling. A crocodile lady was crossing the street in a voluminous dress, which was kind of shaped like her husband hidden underneath and breastfeeding.
Walter found himself blushing and having to fix his overalls a bit as he saw the various people walking about. He could tell some of them were barely hiding their sexiness, and others were nearly flaunting it, daring someone to call out their prominent and bizarre bulges. He openly gawked at the croc lady, smacking his dry lips in her direction as they passed. "Man... How is this place somehow MORE lewd than Turvytown? There's this... electric feeling in the air, y'know?" He looked the other way and saw a squirrel woman bending down rather demurely to smell some flowers. He tried to crane his head around to see up her skirt but couldn't quite manage it. "The urge to just... run over and shove my face under someone's skirt is really up there, too. I wanna see if any girls got wieners, or extra bits all snugged up in their panties." His tightly hugged cock throbbed in his pastel outfit.
Joesy followed behind, nodding strenuously at everything Walter was saying. "I think I get the genius of this place. You can do whatever you want in Turvytown, but then you come here and gotta NOT do that. So it's like it refills your 'this is dirty' meter."
Veronica nodded and consulted something on her phone. "I agree. And plus, if you really wanna be openly lewd here, you could become an imp. Not sure how though. Nothing says, so maybe it's just random?"
The rabbit turned to look at Veronica with a raised eyebrow. "Imp, hunh? What do they do? Also," he switched to a whisper, "do you think some folks might allow you to do stuff as long as you don't rat them out and vice versa? Like... ask someone to eat their poo?"
"There's always a risk in that!" Veronica said authoritatively. "They might say yes and drag you behind a dumpster for some fun. Or they might rat you out anyway, since that's what gets them off. Good thing I spent all that time huddled in my room reading the handbook, huh?"
Walter nodded. "Yeah, I kinda figured. There must be a ton of people here with all kinds of kinks. Exhibitionists wanting to do lewd things in public where they know they're not supposed to, voyeurs who wanna see that stuff, or just see people get punished. Not just the underlying filth and weirdness kinks, but the bigger blanket ones, too." He looked over and saw a smiling lioness standing with her lower half covered by a bush in a wooden planter. He watched her for a while, unsure if she was actually doing anything naughty on the other side of the obstruction, or if she just happened to be standing there.
Veronica nodded, happy to see he was a quick study. "And as for an imp, I think I see one." As the boys turned their heads, she quickly swiveled them back around manually. "Don't look!! They're "not really there"," she said, making quote marks in the air with her fingers. "So if you notice them you're Being Weird and might get punished."
Walter did his best to see if he could find the imp in his peripheral vision while giving a mild mannered look around.
Something furtive and purple was sneaking around the park, heading towards the squirrel lady. Joesy tried to appear as if his attention was on some passing clouds. The purple thing turned out to be a mouse kid, hued all over like he was made of purple plastic, with devil horns and a pointy tail. He ran up to the squirrel's bum and motorboated her cheeks like he was apple bobbing. She clapped a paw over her mouth to keep from yelping. Sweat dripping down her face, she tried her best to keep up the appearance of merely appreciating the flowers as the imp sniffed and snorted and licked and humped her leg and did basically anything he felt like with her lower body.
Walter couldn't help but give sideways glances at it every couple of seconds, but he kept his head facing just forward enough so he wasn't actively looking at it. Once the incident was out of eyeshot he leaned over to Veronica to whisper at her "But how do they know what they're doing is okay with the person if the person has to pretend not to notice it?" He could feel his dick still very warm and stiff in his clothes, pulsing at the thought of being targeted by an imp, or some day getting to be one himself.
Veronica nodded. "Uh huh. I might've mentioned the safeword at the arcade. If there's ever anything you don't want, just say, "My teacup is full." That'll always be respected. But the general idea is, it's more fun to just let stuff happen and give it a fair try before saying no." She tittered at seeing the imp finish up with the squirrel, then casually pull off her tail to wipe his crotchmess off with. He kept it for a scarf as he pranced away to go cause more mischief. The squirrel lady started fingering her tailless rump and the little itchy nub left now.
Walter nodded, agreeing with the sentiment of the rule. "Yeah, that makes sense. Mind you, I'm feeling really voyeury right now. I wanna snoop on people, see if I can spot people being weird, or showing off what they're hiding. Maybe someone'll have a thing like you, eh?" he elbowed Veronica softly with a wink. "Would love to watch a lady just slip something under her skirt for it to disappear, leave a trail of crotch goo as she walked." He was gazing off into the distance like a corporate manager imagining how much money a new wing on their mall would make.
"Why wait?" the chameleon said with a smirk. She turned back, "Hey Joesy! Find me something to fit in me. Anything! Your choice."
The wolfboy's eyebrows went up. He'd still been preoccupied with imp thoughts. He cast his eyes around. A fire hydrant? Nah, she wouldn't be able to take that with her. A brick? Too boring. Then he noticed some kids nearby scooting around an RC car. He snickered. He elbowed Veronica, who got the idea and knelt as if she were tying her shoe.
"Okay, but you guys gotta cover for me somehow!" she hissed as she began tugging her bloomers down. Making an inviting tunnel to drive a car into.
Walter raised an eyebrow then blushed, looking around. "Um, alright... ah..." he was happy Joesy had seen the racecar, 'cause the best thing he could find was a raccoon in a frilly dress on a tricycle. He nodded to Veronica and moved up beside her, looking down at his phone. He figured while they setting up might be a good time to check out some other functions on it. Maybe it had a remote camera? That would make snooping a whole lot easier, but with less of a chance to get caught. What about a sort of Sunnyside weirdo dating app? Or would that just be a great way to get caught doing weird things? Hmmm...
The AI noticed his intent. The screen flashed, "YOU MAY WISH TO TRY HUSHFUK: SUNNYSIDE'S NUMBER ONE COVERT INDISCRESTION CONNECTION APPLICATION."
While Walter was blocking the view, Joesy went over to the kids to get them in on the idea. They assured him they could get another car easy, so it didn't matter if they 'lost' this one. Everyone scouted around for police activity. A burly bulldog in blue was patrolling a few blocks away but seemed more interested in some fidgeting in a phone booth. The kid with the remote lined up his shot. Veronica whispered, "Walter, hold my paw so I don't scream my head off when it goes in."
The rabbit was a bit busy downloading and flipping through the HushFuk app he'd just been suggested, but he caught the gist in time to reach down and give Veronica a hand to grip. "Feel free to not be gentle, I'm sure it won't hurt me that bad." He actually wasn't that sure, but it was a day of risks so heck, why not? In the meantime he got back to looking at all kinds of soccer/church mom-looking folks with pics of themselves revealing their tits to a camera. One chick even had three boobs! Nice.
Veronica fumed a little. "Excuse me! Here I am trying to be nice and you're voyeuring in the wrong direction, you dick! Now look at me take a car up my ass or I'll..." she fumbled. "...I won't pull your dick off!"
Walter had a pursed lips look as he spied a mom with her kid also naked in the pic before doing a double take. He blushed deeply and grinned sheepishly. "S-sorry! I just... I got so caught up in trying to look distracted that I, uh... got distracted. My bad! Eyes firmly locked on lizard butt now! Thanks for getting me out of my phone." He dutifully looked right down at Veronica's lovely, weird butthole, doing his best to ignore his insistent boner, and its no doubt leaky neediness.
She noticed it leaving a wet spot soaking through his overalls, and nodded. "Better." A quick check for cops, then she gave a thumbs-up to the remote control kid.
From across the street came the squeal of a little electric motor and the scrape of tires on asphalt. The little dune buggy rocketed across the empty street, locked on target.
Veronica could feel her cloaca lubricating itself in readiness. She needed Walter's hand to steady her both emotionally and physically, as her knees were getting weak from anticipation.
Finally, the little car revved and pumped its shocks to hop the curve and hit her lizardhole like an arrow.
Veronica bit down a scream. It was sudden, hard, jagged, and much bigger than anything she'd ever taken up there before! She immediately stood up and had to lean on Walter for support, crying and panting from the intensity in her sore puss.
Walter caught her swiftly and gave a shudder, his mental library of pornographic images getting updated with a lovely little video of an RC car schlooping up a lizard pussy. He gently humped against her, panting slightly as he played it back in his head a few times, then kissed her cheek. "Excellent, Ver. Great start. Thanks for indulging me a bit there." He straightened up his overalls and noticed a cool wetness at his crotch. He looked down to see a wet spot the size of a loonie right at the tip of his dick bulge, which was right above his left thigh. He blushed at it, then tried to ignore it. Maybe no one would notice? "Well, let's get going then. Lots more stuff to see at the grocery store."
The little lizard panted hard. "Yes. Groceries. Though I think you're going to have to prop me up like a crutch." She groaned suddenly and Walter could hear loud, angry digestion sounds going on in her tummy. Metal and plastic being crushed.
Joesy came running up from where the kids were high-fiving. "Are you allright!?"
She nodded weakly. "Sure, crutch number two." She draped herself over his and Walter's shoulders, letting them bear her weight. She shuddered and a back wheel fell out from under her dress to clack on the sidewalk, dripping with goo. "Let's go. Quick." A piece of bent fender fell out next.
The rabbit's ear twitched when he heard the gurgling, grinding sounds, so he looked down in time to see the slimy wheel fall out and bounce. He bit his lip and shivered, then looked forward. "Alright, that's two really hot mental porn videos I got out of this. Sick. If there's anyway to upload those to my phone somehow, that'd be awesome, but I get the feeling even this place can't do that." He and Joesy held Veronica up fairly easily, allowing her ample time for recovery.
His phone pipped. The screen read: "YOU'D BE SURPRISED. SIMPLY INSERT ME IN YOUR EAR HOLE FOR DIRECT UPLOAD."
Walter's eyes went wide and he pulled his phone out. He then rather roughly jammed it in his earhole, making him go a bit braindead for a second. Once his functions returned he pulled the phone out, looked around, then held it in front of Veronica's mouth. "Here, suck the earwax off this for me?"
"Eeeew! Teacup!" she yelped. "Don't ask me to explain it, but even though poop is fine, earwax tastes nasty to me. Maybe with some acclimation therapy but not right now."
He immediately jerked the phone away from her, his ears drooping. "Oh wow, sorry about that! I'll make a mental note for the future. You want it, Joesy?"
"Heck, I'll do it. I've eaten the rest of you anyway." Joesy took the phone and slurped it clean. He made a strange face. "Yeah, Veronica, alright, I get it. That's an acquired taste." He wrinkled his nose. "Reminds me of cheese rinds."
Walter nodded, then put his phone away. "Yeah, I never liked it much either. Guess I should've figured that would be a pretty rare one." He gave a sheepish chuckle, then readjusted Veronica's lean on him.
"Don't mind nibbling these though," she said, and reached up to brush a soft bunny ear across her lips. "Mmmm." She hiccuped and dropped half a motor and some assorted plastic fragments, all dripping. A pigeon flew down and started pecking one quizzically.
The bunny heard the motor hit the ground and looked down at it, blushing and giggling to himself at the knowledge of where it had been. He hoped the pigeon enjoyed the liquids all over it. His ears instinctively twitched at being moved around by someone else, but he let it happen. The sensitivity of them made him tweak out when Veronica got her lips on them, his head shaking. "Let's get a move on for now, don't wanna get tailed by Officer Boobsalot with all that stuff falling out of you."
Joesy's ears perked. He'd been transfixed by Veronica's moist aromas. "Right! Right, we were gonna get food. Uh..." He felt around for his phone. He tapped it and held it horizontally, enunciating, "Dammit, grocery store."
The phone peeped. Dammit, the virtual assistant, chimed, "The nearest supermarket is only three blocks away." And a red dotted line was projected on the sidewalk ahead.
Walter raised an eyebrow at the indicator that came up on the ground. "Hunh. Should've figured the phones would be able to do magic stuff like that." He tilted his head and stroked his chin as he walked. He then took his phone out. "Hey, uh... phone? Can you like... materialize objects out of thin air?"
The wolf teen chuckled at the bun's unfamiliarity with technology. He held up his phone again. "Dammit, what's the weather like?"
She replied, "It is 72 degrees Fahrenheit and sunny, as it always is in Sunnyside. Duh."
He cast a look at Walter, hoping he'd pick up on it.
It took the rabbit longer than he liked to admit to parse that the Dammit in spoken sentence wasn't the same dammit one would emit when asking the void where the hell his keys had run off to. He smacked his forehead. "Man, that's a... oh, right. Hell. Damn it. Nevermind, was gonna say the name was obtuse but whatever." He cleared his throat. "Dammit, can you materialize objects out of thin air? Like... a ball, maybe?" He kept having to check that he was following the dotted line properly while they walked.
The same pleasant electronic voice issued from Walter's phone. "As all you see around you is the construction of willpower, yes, I technically could borrow some of yours to do as you have requested. But the spontaneous creation of matter would completely fuck the economy. Or the illusion of one."
Walter blinked. "... Ah. Fair point. Had not considered that." He nodded. "Thanks, uh... Dammit. You've been very helpful." He then put the phone away. "Yeah heck, that makes a lot of sense. Why go out to the grocery store when your phone can just make the food itself?"
Veronica snickered. "Once we all get good at personal portals and hammerspace, you won't need to ask your phone to make stuff for you." That sparked an idea. She reached behind Walter's ear and pulled out a little white object, like a Grandpa doing a magic trick. It had PRP written on it.
Walter reached up behind his ear to check if anything else was there, then realized what had likely been done.
"Pussy repair pill," she explained. She gulped it, then looked all around for nosy busybodies. All she saw was a couple of naughty eyes in a bush, which was probably fine. The chameleonlass tail curled up as she grunted, bore down, and expelled the rest of the RC car in one immensely-satisfying SPLOOSH of toy parts and vadge goo. "UHHHHHGGHHNN! MUCH better!"
Walter watched it all happen. He gave a slight shudder and coughed once the thing came out. "Yeah, that's... that's definitely hot. Mind you there's been very little I've seen here that I'm not into so that's not exactly news." He smiled sheepishly, then continued walking along. "Really curious to see the folks there, what they might be doing. Wait, do we actually have groceries to go there for?" he asked, turning to Joesy.
"Yeah. Fridge 'n cabinets were stocked when I arrived, and I've eaten pretty much all of it by now. So... bread, sandwich stuff, cereal, frozen dinners. If you wanna just walk around lookin' up skirts, I'll take the cart and do the actual shopping," he offered.
The pervy rabbit's cheeks went pink and he gave a quick look around, a mischievous grin on his face and a bit of a bulge in his front. "Like, seriously? You're cool with that? Are... are other people cool with that? 'Cause uh... yeah, I'd kinda really like to just... y'know..." he gave a lecherous giggle, then cleared his throat. "Uh. Sure, if you don't mind. I'll do the proper shopping next time, then."
Joesy shrugged. "I mean... that's pretty much the point of this place, far as I can tell. Imps get to fuck around with impunity-" He paused, then realized the pun and snorted. "But yeah, what's the fun of covering up your sins if no one's ooglin' for 'em?" He gave his cock a honk.
***
Up ahead, the supermarket came into view. The Galaxie Fooderia took up most of a block, and was allover powder blue and chrome. A set of atomic rings encircled the place. It was as retrofutristic as one could hope for. Patrons were parking their cars and pushing their carts. Signs in the windows advertised sales. Aside from the lumpiness underneath various clothing, or drippings down pants legs, it all looked fairly normal.
Walter gawped in awe of the place at first. He'd never seen anything like it outside of some neat paintings here and there on the internet. "Woah... They don't skimp on detail here, hunh?" He said, catching a glimpse of a lady whose blouse didn't seem to fit right. Sadly he lost track of her when he realized the ill-fitting garment might've been covering more boobs than normal, and admonished his reflexes being set to "don't stare". He tried to train himself otherwise as he walked in the front door. 'Right... wanna keep my eyes on whatever seems interesting.' He thought to himself. 'Staring isn't impolite here, people are generally into it. They'll let me know if they're not. Then again, they probably wouldn't be wearing skirts and such if they didn't want some pervert to look up under them...'
Veronica smirked. "It's fun seeing you tying yourself up in knots like this. Oh! I almost forgot!" Quick as a wink, she plunged her hand down his pants and got a handful of weener.
The next thing Walter knew, he was seeing it go flying off across the parking lot. The bit of bunny lay on the concrete, getting stepped on.
Veronica hid her chortles in her scaly paws. "That's for staring at your phone while I was taking a car up the puss!"
Walter froze solid when she shoved her hand down his pants, nearly melted for a brief second, then yelped out in rapturous shock as what was left of his crotch made a mess in his pants like marshmallow foam. It made his knees go week, and he hobbled around briefly. "Right! I d-deserve... th-that, yes..." he coughed, patted himself off, then did his best to stand up straight. "Alright, so now I've got nothing down there but a sensitive wound to touch while I, ah... peep a bit. Fair. Quite fair." He nodded to her. "I'll make sure to pay significantly more attention to your lewdness in the future. Lesson learned."
She put her hands on her hips, like she'd seen dominatrixes do in pornos. "And you better not forget it! Ha HA!" She giggled. "Now quick, let's mix with the crowd. A buncha people probably spotted us doing that."
And indeed, several shoppers were casting glances of shock or envy or 'ooh you naughty bunny' at Walter's crotch. He quickly looked around, blushed, blew a kiss at some lady, then jogged off after the naughty chameleon.
He found Veronica near the gumball machines at the entrance. Some kids were flocked around, amassing cheap plastic prizes, which gave her cover as a tall, sweating, nervous-looking antelope guy with his hands in his pockets needfully indicated his crotch towards her.
She rolled her eyes. "Oh, allright." Repeating her trick, she unbuckled his slacks as quick as possible and reached for the prize.
The antelope guy looked rapturous as she penectomized him.
Walter ducked the onrushing cockmissile.
"Hey! You're Being Weird!" a store employee shouted.
Walter's ears went up when the guy said it and he immediately did his best to look Completely Normal.
Veronica's scales turned bright red. She grabbed Walter's arm. "C'mon!" She tugged him towards produce.
The employee started to chase them, but the de-penised antelope guy covered their escape, letting himself get caught instead. The employee pulled his pants down and all the clerks pointed and laughed at him. Much blushing commenced.
The rabbit covered his mouth with his other hand as he was yanked along, doing his best not to attract further attention. Once in the clear he found himself panting, his heart racing, veins full of adrenaline. "Alright, that was pretty close!" He whispered. The bunny jumped around a bit, punching the air, trying to get the zip out of his system. "I know the punishments aren't really punishing, but damn it feels neat to escape the fuzz!"
Veronica was flushed and beaming too. She had ducked behind a display of apples. "Yeah! I get the feeling that's half the fun of being here!" Her scales turned redder as someone who was actually shopping came around and almost bumped into her. "Oop. Let's not be in people's way." She directed Walter with a squeeze of his cockless crotch. Then she did a double-take. "...Have your balls been getting bigger?"
He nodded then eeped as his leftovers squirted in his pants. "Uh... probably! Believe it or not that happened to me a few times when I was alive. Mostly during puberty. It's been years. Never went to the doctor for it, but now that I think of it that was probably a legit condition back then. Now it's ah... probably 'cause I'm super horny and I don't have anything down there with any proper 'getting off' receptors." He shrugged. "Then again, it could just be this place in general, who knows?" He blushed, imagining himself having to walk around with tightly bound watermelons under his shorts.
"Better keep an eye on 'em. someone around here might wanna take home some fuzzy kiwifruit."
Walter gave a sheepish chuckle and a small salute.
The interior of the Galaxie looked abut as expected. A normal supermarket, with some fifties-inspired architecture. Lots of arcs and chrome. Stars on the ceiling. Fiberglass mascot statues of astronauts holding foodstuffs. The produce section was a minor labyrinth. Aisles of veggies just high enough to make good spots for covert peeking.
The rabbit looked around at the selection of goods, seeing some things he definitely didn't recognize, realizing they were likely local fruit for people significantly less local to where he used to live. He then spotted a suspiciously convenient place to hide himself under the cucumbers. He smirked. "You can follow me if you like, or go about your own fun, that's completely up to you. I'm gonna head over there-" he stuck a thumb at his intended destination, "-and spy on any ladies who come by. Honestly, I've always wanted to do stuff like this so don't mind my newbie excitement." He then quickly scurried over, keeping low and tiptoeing. You could almost hear the pizzicato strings.
"Allright. Hmmm..." Veronica scanned around. The deli was near enough that they could poke up their heads and spot one another. "I'm gonna go hide by the meat, and see if I can spot some! Enjoy your cukes!" Her tail swished, brushing teasingly against various legs as the little chameleon scampered off.
Walter waved at her as she left, and politely stared at her ass the whole way. Then, giggling to himself with a hand down his pants, rubbing the oddly textured area where his cock used to be, noticing a particular string of skin that hadn't torn off entirely, he hid in the shadows.
It wasn't too much longer before a wolf with a cart came by. Bending low, Joesy whispered, "Tuck your ears in. Also, you want ice cream?"
The rabbit gave a whispered "shoot!" and did so. "Heck yeah, cookies and cream please. Oh, and if they have any with chunks of banana in it, I'd love that. Like, peanut butter and banana flavor. I don't know if it exists on Earth, but maybe it'll exist here!"
"Worth a shot!" Joesy replied. "Good luck peepin'. I'm gonna go follow that bushy tail over there to the frozen aisle..." He moseyed off after a hyena lady with a lovely brush in back, and what looked like a duffel bag of tennis balls in front.
Walter snuck a thumbs up out at him, and took a peek himself before slipping back under cover. The idea that he couldn't tell if those were testicles or actual tennis balls, or even some manner of wildlife, got him all excited in his cock wound.
It was cool amongst the cucumbers. Walter could hear lulling muzak from the speakers above, the pleasant chatter of customers, and the squeak of cart wheels. It wasn't too much longer before a couple came close enough for the bun to eavesdrop.
"...so they're not REAL babies, right?" a man nervously whispered.
Quavering a bit, a woman answered, "No! We're dead, silly! No one can get pregnant in the afterlife. At least, not unless someone crawls up there."
A pause. "So... your belly... that's!?"
A titter. "No, no. I'm not quite stretchy enough yet. You can have, like, a fake pregnancy. Like baby dolls."
More nervousness crept into the man's voice. "S-so... I could fuck them?"
A conspiratorial purr. "If you must. Could pop 'em like water balloons if you like. Right after they come out."
A rather helpless moan, accompanied by sounds of liquid.
Walter's tucked in ears picked up every word the two shared, and it gave him such a shudder. His heart was beating fast enough that he was almost afraid they'd hear it... but then he noticed the woman was standing right in front of him. Legs on either side oh so perfect, and clearly close enough for him to get a good look! She must've been reaching particularly far for something. Barely able to believe he was about to do it, the adorable pervert gulped, then leeeaaaaaned forward, keeping his ears down so they wouldn't brush against the woman's leg. He then turned his head around and looked right up her skirt! He could feel the cum leaking out over the sensitive pink flesh that indicated where his cock used to be.
Sweet Jesus, she was pregnant. Her tummy hovered over her mound like a zeppelin over a football stadium. And her panties were working overtime. So strained and soaked they looked like wet paper towel. Walter wasn't sure of the woman's exact species, but some kind of feline. He could see spots on her legs. Also, her mons was slightly agape, as if she was on the verge of dropping a litter at any moment.
If he hadn't already been white, he would've gone such from what he saw. His politeness instinct was ringing every alarm it could at him, telling him he was seeing something utterly sacred, and that he should immediately look away for the sake of the woman and the man he was quite sure was his husband!
But another part of him... one bubbling and brewing below...
... He reached a hand up, slowly, shakily, ever so tentatively... then quickly ran it up the curve of her slightly open hole, collecting the nectar there, before zipping back out of view and to the side. Lucky for him beneath the produce it was almost like a fort with little doors set strategically for just such naughtiness. It was also much too dark to see into the far corners without some kind of flashlight. He huddled himself there and shakily sniffed his finger. Then licked it. He promptly came, depositing another cummy mess in his undies. He'd done it! And hopefully not for the last time. He really hoped the lady didn't mind.
He saw her change posture slightly, and make a quizzical mew, as if she wasn't sure what had just happened.
Walter was awash in bliss, but his keen ears picked this up. He was overlooked! She'd barely noticed! 'Good gravy... What more could I have done?' He speculated. '...What more could I do?'
Clearly it was a matter of reading the situation, and he'd learn through taking chances, making mistakes, and (quite hopefully) getting messy. Either way, he inched back to where he was and watched those legs, licking his lips as he spotted each drop of feminine effluence hit the immaculate tiled floor.
A pair of jeans came close to her, and there were fabric sounds of a hug. Her significant other leaned in close, and Walter just barely overheard, "I want to fuck all your babies, my dear. To bits. To jelly. As many as you can make. I want to pump 'em in and snuff 'em out. Like a factory. Fuck their little tiny kitten bodies to oblivion."
From her shivers, and the droplets appearing on the floor beneath her, it was clear she approved of the idea. She began a prolonged purr.
Unfortunately for the bun, the couples' conversation drifted out of earshot as they strolled on towards the potatoes. He couldn't overhear whatever topic they continued to.
A moment later though, a furtive little chihuahua kid came darting in, dropped to all fours, and started licking the floor in bliss. He shivered at the taste. Then glanced sideways and noticed Walter. "Heh." He shared a 'courtesy among perverts' nod.
The rabbit gave him a grin and a wink. "I touched a pussy!" He whispered to the kid, giving him a good luck thumbs up.
"I stole one!" the kid replied, and rustled in his shorts pocket before briefly flashing a still-very-alive-looking vagina that had been popped off like a Mr. Potato Head part. He stuffed it back out of sight quick, lapped at the tiles again, and darted the fuck out of sight.
Walter gasped! 'Oh!' He thought, 'THAT'S what more I could do!' He dipped back into the darkness a bit, keeping the idea in mind. He dipped his hand back into what was now a soupy, musky mess of jizz, and occupied himself for a bit just rubbing it around while watching out the hole.
A few minutes passed. All the other shoppers that passed by were either wearing pants or other unpeekable garments. Walter did spot a stallion concealing a few extra arms under his polo shirt, which he covertly used to squeeze some avocados. He did have fun eavesdropping on the other folks, hearing little snippets of their afterlives here and there. Gave him time to properly recover after such a lovely start to his lewdness. He was rarin' and ready once the next lady in a dress came up though.
Then here came a slender sleek sea lion lady in a sundress. Aha! And she was headed for the cukes!
He wasn't sure how far he was gonna go with her, but he really wanted to test himself. He swiveled his ears around and listened closely while he very carefully crawled up to the hole.
As she was by herself, there wasn't much conversation. But from the 'ooh's and 'mm-hmms', it did seem likely she was not buying cucumbers to put inside her orally. She stood perfectly positioned in front of where Walter was crouched. He hem of her orange dress hung a foot above the floor.
It was far enough up that a rabbit could lay on their back and look up, which... He considered the idea, then chuckled quietly to himself. He reached up and plucked his own ears off so they wouldn't poke out, then laid down on his back, enjoying the coolness of the floor. Then he slid himself out so he was right between her legs staring up between them. He licked his lips and pre-emptively opened his mouth in case anything dripped down.
To his surprise, someone was looking back at him.
The sea lion was definitely not wearing panties. Her mound was about as big as a split coconut. And on either side of her parted lips were two mildly-surprised eyes.
Beside him Walter's ears sprung stiff as he gasped, wide eyed! He quickly reached his hand to his face to raise a finger, making a 'Sh!' gesture, then mouthed the word "Please". He hoped she'd get the message. There was no way she'd rat him out anyway, he could easily rat her out right back! Well, unless she wanted to get caught, of course. But then, would she go with such an easily hideable change? Either way, his cheeks were a rosy pink as he looked up at this bizarre sight.
The woman didn't flinch. Didn't react at all. That's when Walter noticed the eyes looked rather male. From within the pussy came a deep voice. "Occupied."
"Is someone down there, honey?" the sea lion asked, sounding bemused.
Again Walter's eyebrows raised. "Oh!" He whispered. "Oh cool! That's so hot!" He squeed to himself then realized. "Shoot, um... Sorry for staring at your wife's pu-... um... at you, I guess? Hehe..." He gave an anxious chuckle, biting his lip.
Two paws lifted up the dress in front. "What a polite little pervert," she said with a sunny smile. "Would you like to see me poop?"
Walter very nearly ducked back under the display before he realized she was being nice. He blushed and waved at her when she addressed him, then nodded eagerly when she offered such a lewd thing to him so casually. He quickly shoved his hands in his pants and even opened his mouth as wide as he could, showing off his tongue, the back of his throat, and his blunt, almost cartoonish buck teeth.
The sea lion seemed delighted to have an audience. "Oh! He's a lively one, isn't he?" Her vagina gurgled agreement. She let her dress back down and scuttled closer to the vegetable shelves, where she tried to look like she was simply picking out produce. "Get ready for a smelly one, hon..." she whispered to her hubby. Her curvy, furless thighs quivered as she spread her legs and flexed her cheeks. Her dark pucker flexed like a kissing mouth. Smells did indeed come out. Stinky, pungent, noiseless toots. Nose-wrinkling for sure, but somehow changed from back on Earth. Same aroma, but easier to appreciate.
And that the rabbit did! Walter's nostrils visibly flared, his eyes crossed slightly, and he very nearly moaned, but he kept his focus on that hole (glancing occasionally to giggle at the Husband Bulge upon her crotch). He couldn't see past her dress, but imagining her simply picking up the various cucumbers and pretending not to shit on a boy's face made his balls gurgle, and his cock wound squirt.
The inanimate hubby watched and strained his peepers as much as he could. His wife's butthole opened up like a flower, and out came a glistening fudge submarine. Chunky like good dark chocolate. And again, it was definitely, unmistakably, the smell of poop. Even a little fishy, given the species of its creator. But Walter's senses weren't saying, 'Beware! Danger! Sickness!' More like, 'Say, that's interesting. Let's investigate!' And soon they would, as the turd was easing out, slick with ass goo, growing longer and longer like a second tail. The husband-pussy blew a whistle, impressed.
It suddenly occurred to the boy, his mouth agape and his eyes appreciating the coming snack, that he was being watched. He'd known the eyes were there obviously, but the whistle from the pussy man clicked it in his head that he had an audience for all this. He didn't know either of their names, but he was literal inches from ingesting this woman's feces while her better half looked on from above. It made his whole face glow pink, and it made him shiver, but he kept his mouth wide open. He even flicked his tongue as if to give the crap a 'come hither' gesture.
The sea lion made cute little straining groans. Her athletic calves pulsed, keeping her from wobbling. And the poop showed no sign of stopping. Defying physics, it emerged a full foot long. Then more! It was going to connect perfectly from ass to mouth! How was her butt manufacturing all this!? The tip of the swaying shit swiped by Walter's buckteeth, leaving a tiny brown stain. A moment later, it had plopped into his mouth like a pacifier.
Walter watched in rapt anticipation, becoming more and more impressed by the sight crawling its way towards him. When he felt it touch his tooth he leaned his chin up to lightly lick his tongue at the tip. It tasted like every time he'd tasted shit, even those times he'd tried it when he was alive... but the difference between then and this time, and the times from earlier that day was the generous magic of Hell. He loved it, its bitterness, its ickyness, its everything. He reached his lips up and sucked on it as it lowered, mmmmming lewdly around it, slurping it into his throat once it got down there. He made his throat open up to accept the turd, not wanting to ruin its perfection by breaking it off. Instead he planned on deepthroating the entire log all the way down, or at least until it succumbed to gravity... IF it succumbed to gravity rather.
This turd was no quitter. And neither was the sea lion producing it. Though she was starting to shake and wobble a bit. Her asshole was absolutely having a good time, getting stretched around a girthy pooprope of excellent size. Hubby was having fun too. Walter felt fragrant drops of womanly juice spatter on his whiskers. The poop in his mouth was as wide as a decent celery stalk. Knobby, firm, bumpy, pebbly. Quite pleasantly textured for the tongue.
Walter did his best not to gulp too much. Again, he didn't want to break it or pull it apart, but he wanted to enjoy as much of it as he could as fast as he could. His tongue rubbed against it back and forth, pressed as hard against it as he could while also not threatening its structural integrity. He brought a cum-slick hand up to his throat and rubbed over the moving bulge, further turned on by how much detail he could pick out through the fur and skin. 'God, what am I doing? How terribly awful is this?' He thought. 'But it's just so damn hot, how could I resist? I can't believe I'm a part of this!'
"HEY!" shouted a nasal voice, startling all three perverts involved. There were sounds of squeaky shoes approaching. "Ma'am! You have been acting quite strangely! Is there something wrong? Are you... shoplifting!?" If Walter looked way up, he might have been able to see the polished shoes of a store employee, wagging their finger at his generous butt benefactor.
The sea lion lady's voice was wavering from pleasure and heavy breathing. "N-n-no, sir! I'm f-fine! J-just, you know-w, rather sel-lective about what I f-feed my kids, that's all! Ar-re these locally grown?" Amazingly, she continued to poop, even under the eye of the normalcy police.
The rabbit froze up, ready to break and run, but the voice above him of the nice lady feeding him her poop told him he was safe for the time being. But he didn't know how long she could keep up the act. He was as impressed as he was turned on by her ability to continue shitting while being reprimanded by someone who could get her into an awful lot of 'trouble'. At that point he made the decision to start swallowing properly, now actively pulling at the log of shit with his throat muscles. He wasn't sure if it would break, and he wasn't sure how the woman would react, but part of him (the really naughty part) wanted to test her. He hoped it made it just that much harder to keep her composure as his gulps actively yanked the poo out of her.
Hubby didn't say much, but he was definitely enjoying the show. Possibly egging Walter on. Hard to tell with just eyeballs on a vulva.
Regardless, the store clerk badgered the sea lion a bit more before it became clear she'd have to move on. "Yes, I th-think these will do nicely for my s-salad," she said, overly loud, in an 'I hope you get the hint' tone. She sashayed her hips and the turd broke off. It was exactly like cutting a rope backstage to drop a sandbag. Two feet of hefty caca smacked Walter in the face with enough force to make him dizzy for a second.
Walter didn't respond quite quickly enough, his head bounced against the floor as the shit landed on him. It fell over his eyes (he thankfully managed to close them in time) so he didn't know if anyone could see him, but he pulled his hands out of his pants and pushed against the backside of the display's skirt walls to slide himself back into hiding. He then quickly sat up, hastily smeared the shit on himself while trying to get as much of it in his hands as he could, then forced it all into his mouth at once. His lips and cheeks stretched garishly, and he swallowed hard enough that he was afraid he'd choke, but somehow the whole bulge slowly shoved its way down. It got through just in time before he blacked out, landing in his gut like a full diaper in a garbage can, and he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
Through a haze, Walter beheld the employee walking away stiffly, and the sea lion lady heading off too. She ducked down juuust enough to give him a tiny wave. Then as she took her cart and headed towards chips and mixed nuts, a brown inch could be seen swaying just barely visible below the hem of her sundress. Like a clock pendulum.
The rabbit waved at the lady as she left. Once the ordeal was done, he grabbed his detached ears and stuck them back on. He didn't know if they were on the right sides, but it felt okay either way. He also hoped the staining on his face wasn't too terrible, else leaving the place unmolested by authorities would likely be difficult.
As the sea lion turned a corner out of sight, her poo broke off and a thick line of it fell to the linoleum floor with a PLAP like someone dropping a yardstick. It was highly visible. In the chilly air of the produce section, steam was visible coming off its magnificent length.
Before anyone could call for cleanup in aisle one, a ferret guy passed by and put it in his cart.
From the direction of the meat department, a little chameleon was heading over with a 'What just happened?' look on her face.
Walter peeked out and waved Veronica over before quickly ducking back out of sight again. He had such details to share with her!
Veronica was obviously in high spirits, and did a partial powerslide into the nook beneath the cucumbers, colliding with Walter pleasantly. Warm scales bumped into bunny fur. "Hi there! Seems like we both had fun!" She sniffed, then waved a paw in front of her nose. "Whew! Stinky breath!" She was one to talk though, as she had a noticeable urinal-y aroma.
Walter let out a rather thick belch after she sniffed at him. It smelled remarkably like a length of cod rolled in manure. "Yeah, I've been up to no good under here. I hope my face doesn't look too bad." It was dark under the display, but once their eyes adjusted it was possible to see some detail. "Oh, I touched a woman's pussy without her knowing. That was pretty exciting. Also the woman whose shit I ate had her husband as her pussy. He could talk and everything; it was really neat!" His tail was wiggling as he spoke.
The little reptile looked contemplative for a moment, wondering what it'd be like to be someone else's body part. "It'd smell interesting, that's for sure..." she mused. She pressed Walter for several more juicy details, then went into her own adventures. "I saw some naughty stuff. There were these two skinny gay guys walking close, trying to hide they had their hands down each other's pants. Squeezin' their junks. And there were these two kids? One tickled the other's nose with a feather, and the other one had to sneeze? But he held his nose so tight, it came out the other end! He blew the seat of his pants right out and sprayed down the aisle with snot!!" She giggled so hard she bonked her noggin on the low ceiling.
The rabbit joined her in the giggling. "Oh wow! I shouldn't be so surprised I guess, but the idea of that working is hilarious. Just," he made a fart sound and mimed something blowing out of his ass, "and snot coming out of their butt. Man that'd feel weird." He chuckled some, then got on his knees and undid his overalls so he could show off his still cock-less crotch. "Still no dick, by the way. It's kinda fun not being able to jerk off to all this crazy stuff. Still I've cummed like twice, but that's 'cause I cum real easy." He stuck out his tongue, then did his clothes back up.
"Yeah, you're like a squeeze bottle." She gave him a hug to see if cum would come out.
Walter just blushed and made another fart sound before hugging Veronica back. "I'm pretty sure my balls'll be like that down here. That's a thing I've always wanted, balls that fill up with jizz and will squirt out their content when squished." He reached down to cup his crotch. "Also would be fun to have them big enough to sit on, but it'd sure making walking difficult."
She gave his crotch a quick honk. Squishy indeed. "Good luck on reaching your dreams. Oh! Wanna know why I smell like pee?" She sounded quite proud of this. She swept her arms up and over her body, ruffling through her hair, which still had a few glistening dewdrops at the tips.
The rabbit nodded. "I was meaning to ask but got distracted. Did you get some old guy to wee in your face?" He teased.
"Close! ...and he wasn't old!" She pinched him. Then hugged herself and sighed in a dreamy way. "He was this tall handsome fox in a trenchcoat. I perked up right when I saw him, since I figured he was probably naked underneath. Yup! My hypothesis was correct. He came by the meats and I peeked out. He spotted me, undid his buttons, and showed off the goods. Quite a specimen! He whispered that I'd be very pretty to pee on, and that made my heart flutter. I thought of how happy the unicorn at the arcade was. So I just closed my eyes and made a nice target. Next thing I know, I'm shivering as all this nice warm water flows all over me! Felt really tickly in my hair! He peed a LOT, too! All over the ground beef 'n stuff." She suddenly chortled. "Someone's gonna have pee-meal bacon for dinner tonight."
"Oh god dammit!" Walter chuckled, slapping the air in response to Veronica's pun. "Sounds like a good time. Makes me wonder if that's a thing here, like... you can just look around for 'soiled' goods and then take those home to eat. Heck, someone bought the leftover poop the woman walked away with right off the floor when you came in here. Or, they put it in their cart, at least. Makes me wonder if they'd ring it up." He looked thoughtful, then stretched a bit.
"Would it be discounted because it fell on the floor?" she wondered. "That's unsanitary!" A grin, and she licked her face with her foot-long tongue, tasting the stranger's salty pee. She sighed again, appreciating meeting several polite perverts in one day. "Whattaya wanna do now? Just stay here and watch? Or go out looking for trouble?"
[Turn to page 35 to stay in the cubbyhole with Veronica.
To go out looking for trouble, turn to page 72.
To suddenly die for no reason, turn to 59]
The rabbit shrugged. "Dunno. Hard to say. Will likely have all kinds of fun either way. But I guess I've been here long enough, should probably head out." He went to leave but then stopped. "Oh hey, can you like... lick my face clean or something? Pretty sure there's a good bit of poo smeared on it, don't wanna attract any attention."
A devilish smirk. "I've got a better idea." She licked her thumbs, then began brushing them softly around Walter's facial fur. Long, gentle, soothing strokes. Her green scaly lips were up close to his face. She hummed softly. She seemed to be face-painting. Sometimes she'd lick her thumbs again, and lick her lips at the taste. "There!" She rustled in her pocket, got out her phone and set up the front camera so Walter could see himself. "Looks like natural markings now! You could get clean. Or you could walk around with some lady's poop on your face and see how long you get away with it!"
Walter's ears perked up and he blushed, giggling at the result. "Oh wow, I'm surprisingly adorable. You should do my make-up more often." He gave her a bashful look, then a kiss on the cheek before crawling out into the open. If he'd still had a dick it would've been pretty hard knowing he had a woman's poo painted on his face, but instead his cock wound just leaked more jizz. "So, uh... any preference on what section we should check out, or just walk until we see something?" he asked.
"Uhhh..." Veronica was still reeling from that kiss. Getting peed on was yiffy, but that moment of sweet affection touched her in a different way, and she was non-verbal for a bit. "Um, you can choose, Walter," she said shyly.
He thought for a bit, then shrugged. "Eh, let's check out the baked goods. Maybe we can find some snacks to pick up. I'm in the mood for farts... I mean tarts." He giggled at his Freudian slip, then looked around at the signs to see where the baked goods were.
"We can just wander around till we get there," she suggested. Her scaly little paw closed around his, and she led him out of produce with a skip in her step.
The aisles were tall and oddly narrow, giving plenty of good cover for any covert activities one might think of. Plus there were lots of chest-high displays of parmesan cheese, scouring pads, Oreos, or whatever. Walter and Veronica passed down the middle of the store, glancing here and there. All surface normality, of course. But that guy over there might have been groping his daughter as he held her up to pick out her cereal. And those two tigers were definitely sneaking a blowbob behind the tower of granola bars. Veronica eeped as something shot in front of her. Turned out to be a toddler with a slab of meat in his pants that could give a grown woman a heart attack.
Walter was paying a lot more attention to the people than the products. He kept getting close to people, trying to dare himself to do something, but he just couldn't manage it. Not out in the open, anyway. His heart rate picked up too much and he squirreled away from it. "Man, it's hard being naughty when everyone can see you like this," he whispered to Veronica, giving her hand a squeeze.
"Then we'll just have to find a place to batten down our hatches. Nice of them to provide so many. Oh!" She'd happened to look up, and noticed that there were a plethora of trapdoor ceiling tiles that people could peek from, as well as wiring and ductwork that could be perched on. A duck guy had his spirally dick in his hands, furiously wanking his quackpole.
Walter waved at him in a conspiratorial manner. "Alrighty. Not sure how to get into the ceiling like that, though. I'm not that dexterous. He looked around for something to climb on that looked stable enough. "Always kinda had a fear of falling, honestly, so climbing isn't a skill of mine."
At the far wall, near the end of the meat counter, was a door with a gigantic sign with yellow and black warning tape around it: CEILING AND ROOF ACCESS! FOR EMPLOYEES ONLY! REALLY! DON'T! DOOOON'T!
The rabbit spotted this and gestured to it. "Oh, well there you go then!" He chuckled and shook his head. "This place has thought of everything, hunh?" He pulled Veronica in the direction of the door, making sure to keep his ears and eyes peeled for employees.
She followed him for a few steps, until she noticed the end of the far wall was where the baked goods began. "Ooh! Wait! Why go up there with all the dust when we can shoplift muffins?"
Walter did a double take and then smacked his forehead. "Right! Crap! I completely forgot that's where we were going in the first place. Derr." He made a silly face, then headed over to where it smelled undoubtedly of fresh bread and sex.
Possibly because they were in Hell, where the concept of calorie-counting was as moot as could be, the bakery section of the Fooderia was actually larger than produce. Uncountable islands of muffins, cakes, cookies, scones, loaves, rolls, croissants, pretzels, doodads, and whammadoos were on display. All looking and smelling scrumptious. Along the wall were fresh-baked desserts, many with fanciful frosting. Conveniently enough, all the display tables were just the right height for someone to crouch down and duck underneath. Veronica dashed across to hunt lemon poppyseed muffins, her fave. She found a table with some nearby the display of single-serve mini cakes.
Meanwhile Walter took in the sights and smells, regarding the area like a chapel almost. He'd never been a small person in life, largely in part to such confections. He followed his well-trained nose to the table festooned with tarts of all types. He looked around to make sure no one was looking before he grabbed a box of 1 dozen old fashioned pecan butter tarts, then ducked under the table to partake. He could feel the saliva running down his chin even with a belly full of poop from only a few minutes prior. He softly opened the box and surveyed his goods with stars in his eyes.
Veronica joined him a second later, clutching a four-pack of muffins. And while they were in the familiar transparent plastic container, it didn't make violently loud creaking noises when she opened it! She was delighted at the thoughtfulness of this. Then she had a different thought, and reached up to pop her right eye out of its scaly container. She lifted it above the table, nodded, then popped it back in. "The package I took is back already. Just as I suspected. Self-replenishing shelves. Matter's an illusion here, so why not? Means the employees never have to restock, and we don't have to feel guilty about being dirty little thieves!" She tickled Walter's tummy.
The rabbit giggled until he farted, smacking at her hands playfully. "Hehe! Yeah, I kinda figured. Everything's here for fun anyway, right? It's more about keeping up appearances and being enjoyable than being realistic. No sense bogging it down with details." He reached behind himself and shoved two fingers up his own butt, swirled them around, then quickly pulled them out and reached over to smear poo on one of Veronica's muffins. "That's for the tickles, you meany." He winked at her, then licked his fingers clean and picked up a tart.
She regarded the poo for a moment. Then she carefully took a bite from the opposite side, just for flavor contrast. She nodded in appreciation. Then tried the poo side. "Not bad. But the poppy seeds already add a contrasting bitterness. It'd be better on something chocolatey, where the flavors would mesh more. I ever tell you about my theory that part of why people like chocolate so much is that it reminds them of eating poop when they were babies?"
Walter was mid-way through his first ear-twisting tart, his eyes watering and his chews deliberately slowed. He barely registered anything of what the chameleon girl had said until he finally finished it, then it all rushed into his perception like the light on an intersection turning green. "Mm? Oh, no you didn't, though I guess it kinda makes sense?" He scratched his head, giving it some thought. "I mean, visually it's pretty obvious, especially with Tootsie Rolls, but beyond that I can't say. I always preferred sweeter chocolates, honestly. White chocolate's my favorite." He bit into another tart and sent himself back around the rollercoaster of deliciousness.
"Poo can be sweet," she countered. "Though that might just be me, since mine all gets swizzled together. She poked some fingers in her cloaca to get a good smear for Walter's tart. "How's that?"
Walter thought about it. "I guess all's possible down here." He took a bite, chewed it up good and slow, then swallowed. "Definitely not bad, but not as good. I think the food here is probably as perfect as it'll get." He dipped a couple fingers back in his bum to give himself a smear on on a tart and tried that. He then nodded mid-mouthful. "Okay yeah, no, yours is better on these."
She nodded, as if that made perfect sense. "Mm-hmm. Butter tarts are a lightly sweet flavor, so just straight-up poop would overpower them. Needs some ladydew to cut it with." She finished muffin number one, then tugged Walter's sleeve when she noticed an ocelot lady walking by, with two extra little paws visible beneath her skirt.
Walter looked over and found his heart as oddly warmed as his crotch. "Awww, that's adorable! I wonder what the little guy's doing to his mommy under there," he said, putting his box down to silently slide over for a closer look.
The smaller paws certainly looked like the same species as the bigger ones. The ocelot was strolling casually, so Walter only got a short glance of a young kitten in a diaper keeping pace with her, at perfect height for his muzzle to align with her perineum, so he could sniff and lick to his heart's content.
The rabbit smirked to himself before getting down as low to the ground as he could, turned his head to look up, and then quickly stuck his head up under the skirt. He grabbed the hem to lift it a bit to give a better view.
The little one certainly had his tongue wigglin' in his mother's fragrant kitty cleft. When he spotted Walter, he got a jealous look in his eye. "MY mama!" he said, and swatted the bun's nose with a tickly tailtip.
Walter eeped and pulled back, giggling in response. He slid back under the display table unable to stop from laughing. "Awwwww, he's so protective!" He snerked. "Oh man, that was too damn cute. 'MY mama!'." He imitated the tail swipe with a flop of his hand, then finished his gigglefit with a sigh. "Can't blame him though. Always wanted a mama to myself like that." He kept a smile, but he found himself staring off into the distance a bit, thinking about things.
And Hell's Giving Force took notice.
Because it was only a few moments later, as a few more tarts and muffins met their end, that a gargantuan rear end became visible in Walter's peripheral vision. The term 'thunder thighs' was inadequate. This was a squirrel of substance. Her purple housedress was well-tailored for her mostly-normal top half, but stretched taut around her bottom, riding up so much, an inch more might've revealed some panties. She was a perfectly pear-shaped matronly rodentlady with fur the color of cinnamon and cream. Small round spectacles on her petite muzzle. Cute, prominent buckteeth. Hair in a bun. And, oddly, a scent of fresh-baked goodness that overpowered the bakery itself. No immediately apparent source, though.
Walter did a slow double take, blinking at the size of the thighs he saw. He furrowed his brow, then gave Veronica a friendly tap, pointing for her to look. "Oh man... those are some gorgeous legs..." he whispered. "Like, normally at that size there'd be some kinda sag, or cottage cheesing, or something. But... man, she just looks round and snugglable..." He stared for longer than he meant to before looking over to Veronica. He then sniffed the air and sighed warmly. "Oh man... they must've brought out some fresh stuff 'cause that smell just tripled. Mmmmmmmmm..." He inhaled deeply, basking in the smell.
But as the squirrellady came closer and began perusing the tiny cakes, it became clearer that she was bringing the smell with her. Pound cake. Vanilla and spice. Fresh and warm and delicious. Was she wearing it as a perfume? The squirrelfemme didn't have a cart. Just a small purse she clutched in her paws. She bent over to look at the lower tier of cakes. This made her skirt ride up almost to the small of her back. Her cheeks were cartoonishly round. White panties with little cinnamon roll designs, straining to contain the buttitude, tore in places and let fluffy auburn fur poke through.
The rabbit openly gawked at her. He wasn't sure at all what she was doing, but the view he was being given was undeniable. He could feel himself being pulled outwards, the rest of the world melting away around that plump rump with that lovely tail hiked high above it. He snuck out from under the display and stood up, eyes never leaving his prize before he slowly approached, reached out, and just... hugged that big, fat ass with his face buried in her panties. There was nothing else he could do. He hoped she wouldn't mind.
"Oh!" came a lovely, soft voice. Her first reaction was to lower her tail to conceal Walter beneath it, protecting him from getting caught. It was an oven-warm blanket of unbelievable softness. And her ass was heaven. Two perfect, spongy pillows. Oddly though, they didn't feel like a normal ass. There didn't seem to be any bone structure beneath, or muscle. Just squishable softness. Like a memory foam mattress. She whispered behind her, "Seems I have a fan. Who is that back there?"
The rabbit was lost in warmth. From almost head to toe none of him was visible. It was all soft, plush fuzz welcoming him into its embrace. He inhaled slowly, then exhaled slowly, over and over. Eventually he answered. "Mm... Walter, ma'am..." He spoke softly, almost sounding sedated. He certainly felt sedated. "I, um... I think I'm in love with your butt," he mumbled, giving it a few licks and another deep sniff.
"Goodness!" she exclaimed cutely. She appeared in her mid-forties, but also had a grandmotherly air about her. Plump and fun and indulgent. A paw reached around to Walter. "Well, I think it's only fair for you to be introduced to the rest of me, young man. I'm Margaret Augustine Daffodil. Pleased to meet you. And you certainly seem pleased to meet me!"
Walter nodded, rubbing his face in her cinnamon overdrive bum. "It's very nice to..." deep sniff "...meet you Miss Daffodil." He began rubbing his arms up and down her lovely thighs and backside, appreciating just how much give their was to her tremendous form. "Um... sorry if hugging you like this was rude, or too..." another deep sniff "too forward, but... I really couldn't resist it. You just looked and smelled so... so..." another long, looooooong sniff, and a sigh that one might give if they were taking a leak after having held it for much too long.
He could hear the blush in her voice. "That's quite all right, dear." She slapped her booty to give it a good, rippling jiggle. "Would I have chosen this body if I didn't want to have that effect? Why not explore around in my panties? You might find something to snack on..." she said cryptically.
The rabbit finished another deep inhale before realizing he hadn't bothered to move her panties at all. Heck, he could barely see between her cheeks at all! Spurred on by her suggestion, the pervy bunny pushed them aside and reached both hands into the cavernous cleavage between her legs, feeling the oddly soothing pleasure of the pressure they imposed. He felt upwards and forwards, hunting for her holes, or some other thing inside. Maybe she'd pooped herself? Maybe she was smuggling things in her panties, even though they'd clearly be crushed by her thighs? Either way, he certainly wanted to find out.
Meanwhile, Veronica figured she might as well meet this mystery woman Walter was worshiping. She popped up and introduced herself. "Good afternoon. Veronica Bisbee. I believe you're about to vacuum up my boyfriend."
Margaret shook her hand and looked flustered. "Oh, were you planning to consume him first?"
Walter could only hear murmurs. What he found in Miss Daffodil's panties was a round, rubbery, chewable-looking asshole. But what was behind it was puzzling. There was no hole! Rather, he could see through her anal ring to what looked like yellow insulation foam. No internal passage at all. No, wait... That's where the smell was coming from! Pound cake! She was MADE of the stuff, with a fur pelt on top like a costume!
Walter stared in awe at this for several seconds before burying his muzzle right in there and giving it a lick. With just the faintest taste on his tongue, he quickly shoved his whole head forward and bared his blunt teeth to tear out a mouthful. He barely even bothered to chew it, instead rolling it around in his mouth before swallowing. He turned just enough to use the hole he'd made to get a bigger bite before eventually shoving his hand in and grabbing a fistful. He jammed that in his mouth before single-mindedly digging inwards, pulling himself up her ass to begin the insurmountable task of hollowing out that fatty, deliciousness within her.
Veronica watched as Margaret began to make some very interesting faces. "Oooh! OoooOOOOHhhHHHH!" she warbled. "Dear, I'd appreciate if you could give me some cover. I think your friend is about to journey inside me one way or another. You see, I'm made of cake."
The chameleon perked up. "Cake?"
"Mm-hmm. It's fun! And I smell nice all day. Plus I always have a treat at hand," she punned. She lifted off the skin of her paw to show it was all light, fluffy pound cake underneath. "Care to try some?" Veronica happily popped a finger in her mouth as she used her body and tail to conceal Walter's conspicuous wiggling and moaning.
Meanwhile, Walter's mind was lost in indulgence, up to his hips in butthole beyond which was nothing but gorgeously delicious pound cake. He bit and ripped and tore out chunks, hollowing Miss Daffodil out like a snowbank.
Veronica chatted with the charming squirrelette, who wiggled and jiggled and moaned and cooed intermittently. Sometimes Veronica rubbed her belly and could feel a bunny inside. She peeked under the squirrel's tail a few times to see Walter dwindling. She particularly liked looking back there to see two big fuzzy bunnyfeet slide in and vanish. Meanwhile, she helped Margaret shoplift several dozen cakes by shoving them up her cooch when no one was watching. Her skin was as stretchy as a latex glove. As Margaret explained, she was the pelt, and was full of whatever she felt like being filled with that day. She hadn't been in Hell long, but had thrown herself headlong into the fun and games.
Eventually Walter found himself resting inside Miss Daffodil's ass with a fat, bulging belly, breathing deeply. He'd eaten about three times his own teenaged bodyweight, and was reaching his limits. He was very close to falling asleep right then and there. A wet, reverberating belch sounded from him as he tore out a pillow's worth of Miss Daffodil's insides and fluffed it up to mindlessly fall asleep on.
***
Walter couldn't tell how long he'd slept for. all he knew was his belly was gone when he woke up. Heck, he couldn't even tell where he was! It didn't feel like any bed he'd ever seen. He would've gotten claustrophobic if it weren't for that warm, soothing smell around him. After a while he remembered what had happened and chuckled to himself. He sighed, then dug through the fluffy confectionery innards of Miss Daffodil in search of light. He eventually found a slit of it and burrowed down to promptly push his whole head out of the woman's pussy.
She let out a whoop. "He's awake, Veronica!!" she exclaimed.
A moment later, green filled Walter's bleary post-nap vision. An enthusiastic chameleon smile. "Oh HI, sleepyhead! I've been waiting ages for you to pop out! Wriggle yourself out of there! There's still some lemonade left!" It was not difficult to, as Margaret's passage was lubed and getting wetter with butterscotch syrup.
The rabbit smiled and made a kissy face at Veronica before being told to wiggle his way out, which he promptly did his best to accomplish. He rocked back and forth, twisting himself left and right like a pet detective exiting a rhino. Eventually gravity picked up its end of the deal and Walter emerged, still clothed, but now heavily syruped. He laid on his back with a goofy grin, staring upwards. "Hello world!" He said with a slight mumble, "Happy Birthday!" He giggled at himself then looked around. "So, how long was I out? Also where the heck are we?"
Margaret leaned over in her armchair towards the dripping, gooey bunkid. "You spent so long in there, I finished my shopping and went home! Your girlfriend was very sweet and helped carry my bags. You're a lucky one."
Veronica turned scarlet and wiggled. She and Walter had reverted to their normal attire, given they were long since out of range of the fun police. Private residences seemed to exist in the grey area between both Sunnyside and Turvytown.
Margaret's house was straight out of a nostalgic fantasy. Tons of lacy coverings on the furniture. Decorative throw rugs. Cabinets full of knickknacks (with the occasional vibrator visible). One would have pictured the outside as a charming cottage in the forest with chirping birds on the eaves and a rainbow framing it. Though, given the dimensions, it was possibly in the same style of apartment complex Walter had materialized in. Maybe even the same one.
Walter yawned and stretched, since he was able to do that better outside of the large woman. He then stood up and hugged Veronica, giving her a kiss on the cheek while simultaneously getting her all covered in goo. "I guess I should get a good look at you now, Miss Daffodil, since all I've seen of you is your butt." He then slowly turned around to lay eyes on her, super curious about what she looked like from the front considering how lovely she was from behind.
As plump and sweet as a squirrel could be. Every part of her made one think of tasty bakery treats. Cheeks like muffin tops. Fur like cinnamon. A nose like a strawberry candy. And just the biggest, warmest, most welcoming smile. One would have never guessed from her innocent face and fluffy, tufted ears that she was such a fan of naughtiness, but having an image of sweetness just made the spice nicer.
The rabbit looked her over and found himself immediately blushing. He felt like a toddler meeting a new family member. He suddenly got all shy and kept glancing up at that cute, welcoming face, mumbling to himself as he toddled back and forth on his feet. "Oh man... oh man, I... I was up your butt..." he said with a gasp, covering his mouth. He couldn't help the giggles. "I was in, um... oh gosh..." He couldn't stop squirming. His heart felt like it was trying to lift him off the ground. Then he gasped and pointed at her. "Wait! I came OUT...!" he didn't finish the sentence, he just pointed at her crotch and put both hands on his face like a Home Alone screenshot. "I... came out of... of..." He bit his lip, then looked up at her with a somewhat pleading look. "Can you... be m- my mommy?" He was tearing up at the thought. It really did feel like his birthday at that point.
A rush of emotions swirled over Miss Daffodil's face. She sat up straighter and enfolded her arms around the small bun. "Well now... we've only just met... I hardly know you... I've always wanted though... Perhaps... I did just 'birth' you, technically... I don't know..." She felt how much Walter was trembling. She pulled back to look in his face and saw nothing but sincerity. This was much more than just a bit of kinky roleplay. The boy looked like he was missing a piece of himself, and had finally found it. "Let's say for now... I'm open to the possibility, young man."
Walter looked a tad crestfallen, and hung his head only briefly. He nodded, then wiped his eyes. "Yeah, that's... that's reasonable." He sniffled, then hugged her. "Sorry, I just got super excited all of a sudden. I sure hope you'll give me your number, though. And, um, shoot, I really want to..." He reached over and groped the big squirrel's chest, apropos of absolutely nothing. "I, ah... I like groping boobs, heh." He gave a bashful grin.
She chuckled. "You ARE a frisky little fellow! And I hope you notice, I didn't say 'no'. I only want to be certain before we take that step. Let's have some dinner and conversation first. I know more about you from your friend here than from you! By the way, are they to your liking?" She grasped the bun's wrists and mooshed them deep into her bosom. They sank in like quicksand. She really was entirely boneless!
Walter giggled like an idiot as his prospective mom-to-be shoved his hands deep into her almost literally plush chest. He looked away, then looked back, bit his lip, and nodded. "Yeah, I really love how you feel. Would like bigger boobs, though. Big, weighty... miles of cleavage... like they're filled with some kind of thick, heavy liquid." He licked his lips, consciously keeping his eyes on her chest the whole time. He noticed he could feel his boner rubbing against his underwear, and briefly looked down to confirm he was fully intact once again.
Veronica leaned over, noticing what he was noticing. "Better watch out. I might dart in and toss that out the window again," she teased.
Margaret tsk-tsked. "I would hope you'd open it first. I wouldn't want to have to clean up broken glass."
Walter cooed and wiggled at the teasing. "No way, I wanna keep it this time! Maybe Miss- Hang on, how do you prefer to be referred to?" he asked, suddenly realizing 'Miss Daffodil' might be a tad formal.
She blushed a bit. "Well... if you really want to call me Mom, I suppose I wouldn't mind. For the time being, of course."
He blushed and rocked back and forth somewhat, eventually taking his hands off her tits. "Um... w-well, not yet. Don't wanna spoil that until it's official. Besides, I could always call you naughty things in the meantime." He gave a naughty giggle. "Like 'sleeping bag', or something." Obviously he meant it affectionately. The idea of calling someone something rude but with the agreement that it was a term of endearment turned him on quite nicely.
She tittered. "You're VERY naughty, aren't you! It might be fun, having an energetic, troublemaking boy around the house. Give me some exercise, at least."
Veronica piped up, "And I can be your sadistic hot babysitter!" She grinned hugely and cracked an imaginary whip.
It was at that time Walter noticed her tail was missing. He quickly pointed it out. "Hey, where'd the spiral on your butt go? Did a dog get it?" he teased. Then he looked around. "Actually speaking of dogs, did Joesy get everything we needed back to our place? I hope he knows where I am."
The little chameleon perked up. "No problem! To answer out of order, we already met up in the checkout line. He was pretty envious of Miss Daffodil getting to eat you. He said he was fine on his own, and he was gonna put away the groceries and maybe get up the nerve to talk to that bat across the hall. As for my tail-" She swiveled around, showing a perfect round slice where it had been removed. "-just follow your nose!"
At the mention of it, a scent of delicious roast chicken was noticeable in the air. "I invited you both to dinner," Margaret said.
"And I volunteered!" Veronica added. "She's a really good cook!"
Walter nodded. "Yeah, that makes a lot of sense, considering she's all full of food. Gotta be good at cooking and baking, right?" He chuckled, rubbing a hand over the smooth area Veronica's tail had been attached to. "And to be fair, she didn't eat me," he corrected, "I crawled up her butt and fell asleep." He looked around for a place to sit afterwards, intending to laze about while the food cooked, probably chat with the big woman about heck knew what.
Margaret noticed him looking about. "Let's go in the kitchen where the good smells are." She took a full minute to heft her booty out of her specially-wide armchair. She seemed to be making a show of it. "Oh dear, it's so big! Am I stuck again?" she said playfully. She pulled her thiccness free with a mighty wobble and, perhaps on purpose, walloped Walter across the face as she turned around. It felt like a velvet wrecking ball.
The rabbit, who was busy taking in the show, got blindsided by the rump and ended up on the floor, giggling heavily. "Oh man, you're like a giant living bounce house full of cake! You must be great at birthday parties." He quickly got back up and happily followed her colossal rear to the kitchen.
"I hadn't considered that! I haven't been here terribly long. Just a few weeks. Though it IS a fun thought. I can just imagining myself unzipping. 'Here I am, kids!!' Covered in icing and candles. Maybe I could even hide a few prizes in me. They'd probably devour me in seconds like a piranha swarm." Her blush showed she was quite interested in what that might feel like.
Miss Daffodil's kitchen was larger than the living room, yet still felt cozy. Lots of homey touches. Decorative wall hangings and table cloths. Animal figurines. A huge variety of gleaming kitchenware. Plates and pots and pans of all sizes, including furson-sized. She directed Walter to where there was a pitcher of lemonade with enough left for another glass. "I'm sure you must be thirsty after all that cake."
He hadn't thought of it until she'd mentioned it, but he nodded eagerly when he realized he most certainly was. "Yeah, I ate like a pig in there, and didn't drink a drop. Surprised I didn't die from dehydration," he joked.
Veronica blinked. "You might've. How'd we even know?"
Walter considered. "Hunh. Fair point!"
The aroma of roasted tail was glorious. Sections of flayed green skin were hung up above the skink to dry. Veronica blushed, thinking, 'That's me up there!' She liked the idea of letting this nice lady do whatever she liked with her.
Margaret briefly eclipsed the sun as she bent over to check the roast. "So, young man, I've been having a very pleasant afternoon chat with dear Veronica. How about I get to know you as well?" she asked as she poured out the lemonade for him. There were wheels of cut lemons floating in it. And amazingly, the glass was still chilly to the touch.
Walter took a seat and sidled up next to Veronica, giving her a friendly one-armed hug. "Heck yeah, I'll tell you anything you want to hear. Curious to ask a few questions myself." he said, nuzzling the chameleon's cheek.
And so, Margaret asked Walter many questions about his life, his afterlife, and his preferences, both kinky and vanilla. All the while, Walter sipped his lemonade and answered said questions to the best of his ability. Meanwhile she puttered about, deciding what side dish would go best with chameleon, and settling on scalloped potatoes. "Do you have any strict no-nos?" she asked, meaning kinkwise.
"Well..." he thought, "cruelty is an instant no-no. Though normally-cruel acts done with the full consent and enjoyment of all involved is a big yes. Like... I dunno, beating someone up, or kicking their head around the room like a soccer ball. There's just something I love about removing all the bad things about something and everyone enjoying it." He took another sip. "Diarrhea and period blood are my only real gross no's. Also earwax, now that I'm remembering it, forgot about that." He looked over at Veronica a bit sheepishly. "Diapers are meh for me, it's more fun to poop where you're not supposed to. Uh... spanking is a BIG no-no for me for personal reasons." He took another sip. "'More for the sake of more' is a complicated one. Used to get that a lot doing roleplays online. People would just keep shitting until the whole city was destroyed, or growing limbs until moving around became impossible to picture properly in my head. Those probably correspond here. Hmmm... anything else? Definitely want to be thorough... I'm not interested in huge size differences. Like, someone the size of a skyscraper playing with someone my size would be boring. That's pretty much it, I think." He took another sip.
Miss Daffodil chuckled. "I don't think any of that will be a problem. I'm not too different. I can enjoy a bit of mess, though I prefer to turn it into tasty foods if I can. For example..." She squatted, and a bulge became visible in her panties. She sighed and pulled out a large soft pretzel, complete with those little cubes of salt. She placed it on the table for the kids to enjoy. "I like trying new things. Especially if they're a little embarrassing or frightening at first. I think that's why I ended up here. As much as I enjoy having everything sweet and tidy, it's just so much fun when the opposite rolls in like a whirlwind! I'm open to just about anything you kids can think of to surprise me with. I hope you're up to the challenge."
Walter blushed, reaching out for a bit of pretzel. "I definitely like what you've got going on. I've got a ton of kinks myself. It makes me wonder what all you can do, being a pelt around stuffing and all." He sipped some lemonade and took another bite. "Like... can you grow extra parts and stuff? Another head, or more arms? A third boob? Can you-" he swallowed, then took another bite, "-can you fart out of your mouth, or talk out of your butt? Move bits around, maybe?" Another sip and swallow. "I just really like women who have lots of control over their body, y'know?"
She paused, and turned around to give him a look. "Oh honey... You have no idea whose kitchen you're in, do you?" With a huge smirk, she recalled something he'd said earlier. She closed her eyes and hugged herself, concentrating.
Walter and Veronica saw her skin ripple. It went slack for a moment, as if her cake was sucked into an internal black hole, and then it began to fill again. There were sounds like an approaching flood. Then her already-mammoth thighs began to swell. And her belly. And her cheeks. And her boobs. A dark caramel-colored liquid began leaving a massive stain in her panties; front and back. The same substance leaked from her bellybutton and ears. When she shook her tummy, it sloshed like a kiddy pool. The smell was unmistakable: old-fashioned dark molasses. Thick as tar and sweet as maple syrup. "How's this, sugar?"
Walter bit his lip and shuddered as he watched her fill out into a new shape and found himself most turned on by the leaking fluids, and her much larger chest. He was happy to see she'd kept a similar size and shape for her backside, of course. "Hnnngh... it's leaking out everywhere on you..." His nostrils flared as he sniffed the air, a hand in his pants. "Um... yah, that's pretty awesome. Wet-and-messy stuff being one of my bigger kinks. I do think you're pretty much made for that. It's even coming out of your ears!" He made a grunt and accidentally farted, making himself blush.
She smiled, proud of having such an effect on him. Then it became a devilish smirk. "Goodness me, I've gotten my panties all dirty!" She turned back to the counter and the potatoes she was slicing. As she leaned over, her panties were stretched thin as cheesecloth. The big sticky sweet stain was seeping through, soaking her from above her tailbase all the way down to her front waistband. Molasses was dripping in little dots from her mound and pattering on the floor. "Well? Are you two going to be polite houseguests and help clean me up?"
Walter looked to Veronica before quickly slipping out of his chair and rushing over to the sloshy sticky squirrel woman. He immediately mashed his face between her ass and pussy, then started rubbing himself up and down on it. He was more spreading the molasses around than cleaning it up, but he doubted that would be an issue.
The cheeks were hefty and sloshed wherever he touched. Like the biggest, softest, warmest rubber hot water bottles. Miss Daffodil's mound stuck out noticeably. Moreso now that it was full and leaking. But in general it was just about the right size to cup with both hands. With every squeeze, more molasses oozed out, thickly, like pouring maple syrup on pancakes.
He kissed, licked, and gently chewed over whatever his mouth touched, sucking down that dark brown sludge. The flavor was something he'd never tasted before, but not something he disliked. If it meant getting messy with Miss Daffodil, then he'd have no issue consuming more of it.
Veronica ducked back and forth, trying to figure out a way to puzzle her muzzle somewhere into Margaret's crack. The bunny was totally bogarting the area. She put her hands on her hips. But then her ingenious brain came up with another option. "Oh! I'll bet your apron got all messy in front, too!"
The busty squirrel nodded. "It did! How thoughtful of you to notice." She made a welcoming gesture with her bloated, soft paw, beckoning the little chameleon to come slide in under her apron.
Veronica nibbled her lip and skittered underneath. It was a perfect warm little sticky sleeping bag. The molasses had soaked through Margaret's housedress, and she could feel it getting in her hair. The aroma was enough to make her lightheaded. Halfway between caramel and maple syrup. Margaret helpfully tugged down her neckline, enabling Veronica to push her head in between tits as big as it was. Her green paws found their way to stretched-thin areola, each as big around as a bologna slice, pebbly with goosebumps, and with a firm, squirting nipple in the center as big as a cherry.
Walter continued to indulge himself in the fat behind of the leaking squirrel, taking breaks only long enough to get another lungful of air before diving back in. Every now and then he'd let out a thick burp against Miss Daffodil's sensitive areas, making the molasses bubble up. His fur was covered in it, the rabbit using himself like the world's least effective dishrag.
Veronica let her mouth wander to one of the nipples. Mmmmmm!! Sweet dark molasses, thick as barbecue sauce. Straight from the source. With a nice chewy, meaty nipple to nibble on too. She made sure to not neglect Miss Daffodil's other side, squeezing and massaging her right breast, feeling more molasses goop out rhythmically, dripping down between her splayed fingers.
Margaret herself hummed to herself and continued her cooking prep. She had to reach a bit further past the chameleon in her dress, and keep her legs spread to accommodate the bunny, but that was fine. She was just enjoying the warm, motherly feelings of keeping children close and happy. She tried to keep her arousal down so she could at least finish her work before she hosed down Walter below.
The rabbit in question leaned back his head, thick ropes of dark brown glistening goop connected his once-white face to the large woman's nethers. He panted deeply, mouth in a constant open grin, globs dripping on his tongue from his teeth. Eventually he licked his lips and wiped a forearm across his face, then surveyed his efforts. Clearly he had done little to clean her, and the floor around him was covered in the stuff. Staring up at that gorgeous ass though, he suddenly blushed, and his shorts got a hard tent in the front. "Um... Miss Daffodil?" He spoke up in the way a shy child would when needing to ask to go to the bathroom.
"Mm?" She paused in grating the cheese. "Goodness, I'm surprised you can breathe down there, much less talk. What is it, dear?"
The rabbit nearly glowed through the goo on his face. "Can, um... could you, like... ffff-..." He shuddered hard enough to flick molasses off himself as he forced the word out of his mouth, "-ffffffaaarrrrrt on me? Please?" He shoved a hand in his shorts, sloughing goop off the back and gripping his stiff member, then pointed his face up at that towering rump before him.
She mock-gasped. "But that's DIRTY! And very stinky and impolite. Dearie me, how could you ask such a-" BLATTTTTTT! She expertly caught the bunny off guard with a mighty foghorn blast. Hot hiney gas pummeled Walter in the face, pushing his fur back. Her anus opened and fluttered visibly, spattering dots of fragrant molasses all over his cheeks and whiskers. It was mostly that sweet, caramelized sugar smell, but there was just a bit of dirty, earthy aroma underneath to tingle his instincts.
Veronica giggled at how the toot had made Miss Daffodil's tummy jiggle, as it mooshed her against the counter.
"Oh no! Now I'm even messier back there!" Margaret squeaked, clearly inflecting it with glee.
Again Walter shuddered, letting his legs go weak and the force of the fart to blow him over, causing him to splat against the floor. He came as he fell, writhing on the ground as his dick spewed out his heavily contrasting milky white goo. He then hugged himself, rocking back and forth as he giggled. "Mmmmmm, big hot lady farted gooey stuff on me. Heeeeeee..." It was somewhere between a squee and a sigh, and it was clearly a happy noise.
Margaret released a few more aftershocks. Little 'brrt's and 'frrt's. Walter could feel a soft puff of warm air on his ears each time. "No lying down on the job, mister!" she told him with mock firmness, after letting him recover for a moment. "Veronica's being a good little kitchen helper up here." She squished the little chameleon even flatter against the counter, enveloping her in suffocating soft tummyflesh and boobage. Veronica squealed in bliss. "But I'm stickier than ever down in my bloomers. I think you should just drink straight from the tap, young man." And she pooted again to indicate exactly what she meant.
Walter's ears perked up and he quickly stood and saluted. "YES, Big Ma'am!" he said eagerly. He stepped forward and used his hands to knead, squeeze, and finally spread those fat bum cheeks wide so he could take a good look at Miss Daffodil's asshole. He then leaned right in wiggling his face back and forth to press his mouth against that puckered hole. He gave a couple soft pats to signal he was ready.
The butthole was moist and rubbery, like the nozzle of a balloon. And then it widened considerably to allow a strong flow of oozy molasses through, so sweet it almost overloaded Walter's nerve endings. And yet, a bit of rank, nasty poo-flavor added a nice balancing bitterness. It felt like drinking from the hose in summer. He didn't even really have to swallow. The weight of the stuff slid right down his throat, like he was the water balloon being filled.
Margaret grunted loudly at the pleasurable release. She braced herself against the counter and her knees wobbled. Veronica was nearly mashed flat as cardboard. Plenty of molasses pumped into her as well, but it had nowhere to go so she chose to vanish it rather than inflate.
The rabbit was happy to let his form deform around the increasing bellyful of thickness being released into him. He groaned both verbally and physically as his body stretched outwards and downwards. He looked like he somehow lacked a spine; perfectly round at the belly like that section of him was indeed a balloon. His little pufftail got lost in the bulging, covered by the muffintop of his all-encompassing gut. The color was even visible through his skin at the lowest parts, as though to emphasize just how thick and heavy it was inside him. All the while he made no effort to pull away, happy to take on all that Miss Daffodil would give him.
The ass-flavored squirrelsyrup kept on coming. The weight of it sank lower, flowing into Walter's balls and swelling them up with almost-painful pressure. But it was good, too. Like they wanted to pop and go sploosh. The incoming syrup forced splurts of bunnycum out too. The stain on the linoleum around Walter was obscene. Margaret and Veronica could both feel it creeping up the sides of their feet. Plus, the smell of Veronica's tail cooking continued to be heavenly.
Walter's balls groaned and grew inside his garments, pushing them outwards until they were tight around their contents. Spurts of jizz soaked the front of his shorts and drooled down the fabric, spotting the heavy darkness on the floor. He could feel the pressure inside of them, how it pushed against its containment. He couldn't tell which would give out first, his clothes or his balls. Still his stomach grew, becoming obscenely large and hanging down enough that went he reached out to grope at it with his own hands, he was unable to reach the edge. Instead he bounced on his feet, making a lewd gurgling moan as he felt his skin stretch and his contents slosh. The strain was only slightly uncomfortable, just enough for his body to notify him he was reaching his limits... But he wasn't ready to stop.
Margaret felt her inner reserves of molasses dwindling, but she didn't want to stop until she popped this bunny. So where could she get more fuel? Aha! With gentle paws, she held Veronica's head and began to guide it deeper. The little chameleon was surprised when the nipple she'd been drinking from suddenly inverted. Her face sunk into the areolae, then popped inside, elastic like a shower cap. Margaret moaned loudly as she fed the young lass into her tit.
Veronica didn't resist in the slightest. Her hair was all slicked back, so she slid in easy. The hungry boob gobbled her up with ease. Her feet lifted off the floor, toes curling in pleasure.
Walter was beginning to feel it. He widened his stance to help make room for his balls, but the skin there and on his belly was starting to tear. It was shallow, but he could feel the long pinpricks of sinewy flesh letting go just on the outsides of his most taut areas. As such he simply sucked harder, eager to feel himself come apart. He somehow doubted he had any organs below his ribcage considering how uniform the stretching was. He wasn't sure being torn open would kill him, but that thought certainly wasn't enough to stop him from trying to do it anyway.
Veronica's skinny legs slid inside Miss Daffodil's nipple, smooth as silk. The squirrel massaged the little chameleon's soft soles and helped guide them in. "There we are. All inside, warm and safe." She murred at feeling the girl digest. Margaret braced herself to feel her new young friend burst all over her kitchen floor.
Veronica was loving it, feeling herself melt like a candle, turning directly into more sweet, gooey molasses! Grinning, she let herself dissolve completely into warm, sticky liquid. Just letting herself flow. Feeling warm and safe. Drawing downwards, to where a hungry bunny was waiting.
Walter whined for it. He needed it. If he could've talked he would've begged for it. Either way, it didn't take much longer. After a few particularly thick, warm, oddly fresh feeling mouthfuls stretched his throat out, there was one more mighty groan before the sound of wet leather tearing open. For one brief moment, there was a rush of molasses down his legs before his stomach tore open starting from the left side. The room flooded almost in slow motion from the rush of gloppy stuff that came out of the rabbit as his top half toppled backwards into it. He gurgled and coughed, eyes staring off int o nothing as he basked in such an odd sensation. It was like an exaggerated version of that feeling when you let go of a stretch that you'd been holding for a long while. Like bending over or sitting down when you'd been doing nothing but standing for the past three hours. He had trouble following the passage of time for a while as this all new sensation washed over him, allowing him to bask in it for as long as he pleased.
The feeling of the bunny bursting transferred over to Miss Daffodil, and at the same moment he popped, she climaxed. Bearing down hard, pushing out every last squirt of Veronica-now-just-molasses, bracing herself against the counter, legs barely keeping her upright. Lord, it felt so GOOD to squeeze out every last drop! She got sweat in her scalloped potatoes but barely cared.
Glancing back, she saw that Walter was melting nicely, turning from a popped balloon into a vaguely bun-shaped stain with a goofy, adorable satisfied smile on his little bucktoothed muzzle. And there seemed to be a chameleon-shaped stain curled sleepily around him.
Margaret nodded in satisfaction. "Good kids. You can rest a while. Dinner will take a few more hours anyway." She took a deep breath and wobbled over to a chair to sit down. she'd squeezed out almost all her stuffing, and was now as skinny as a twig! "Goodness, I'll have to fill up on cake again right away." And as if by magic, several pound cakes appeared on the table beside her.
***
Walter awoke some time later and yawned. He stretched his arms out and made a noise of curiosity as his hand bumped into the ceiling. The... carpeted ceiling? He furrowed his brow and looked up... Then realized his ears were both floppy, and pointed at the ceiling. He tensed them just to make sure they were indeed floppy initially, and he was surprised to see they barely moved. It was only when he looked down that has saw what was happening, and why he suddenly felt something very thick in his butthole.
The rabbit was in a closet. Not only that, but he was very clearly hung up in said closet. Not in any normal way, but by some kind of buttplug on a hanger. He could see several others, and they were of respectable sizes, clearly needing to be big enough to hold a person's weight as they hung upside down from them. Presumably, since he noticed Veronica in front of him somehow sleeping soundly with one of them buried in her throat. Walter found this as weird as he did arousing, of course, though he was having trouble figuring out how to get down without hurting himself. Eventually he just shrugged, unclenched, and fell loudly in a lump on the floor. "Ow," he said, rolling into a sitting position against the back of the closet.
The thump roused Veronica. She made a muffled noise of confusion as her eyes rolled all around, finally centering on the thing she was impaled on. "Grk! Gurk! Erk!" Her arms flailed, indicating a desire for assistance.
Walter quickly noticed this and crawled over to take hold of her waist and pull. But he didn't pull right away. He decided to give her a friendly groping of her crotch and butt with a lewd chuckle, and then he pulled her down.
She gagged for a moment. "Thanks for your- KAK -timely assistance." She playfully reached out and turned his nose upside down like a TV knob. "So what were we..." She looked up. And blinked. She'd been hanging from a sex toy hanger that was like several rubber balls in a Christmas tree shape. "Jeez, how did I swallow that? Or... Did we materialize here? Are we still at Miss Daffodil's place?"
He looked around and shrugged. "I think we did and are, yeah. I remember feeling all melty at the end there. Kinda wanted to see what it was like being a torn balloon from the chest down, but I ain't gonna complain." He pointed a thumb at the hanger he'd been on. "Not sure how you managed to stay up on yours, but I woke up upside down on mine. Neat, if pretty weird, but that's Mizz Daffodil in a nutshell, eh?"
She did a little drum riff, as that sounded like a sitcom line. Then she leaned her weight on him, ruffling her hair against his ears. "We should probably go find her. Though... Dark closet. Both of us together. Wanna waste some time in here first?"
Walter giggled and wiggled his head against hers as well. Then he shook his head and stood up. "Maybe another time. I'm eager to do more stuff together with Miss Daffodil. I admit I'm a bit smitten with her." It was hard to see the blush, but it was there. "I mean, you're still my mouth-bummed girlfriend, but she's just so... big, y'know?" He reached down to stroke himself and noticed he was naked from the waist down. And his balls were missing too. "Hey, uh... did you steal my nuts while I wasn't looking?" he asked, scratching his head. "I've misplaced them, I think."
The little reptile rolled her eyes. "Typical. Boys can't stop thinking about their newest toy! And no, I didn't take your balls. Though I should've!" She relished giving a swat between Walter's legs. Mildly miffed, but admittedly eager to go play with the big momsquirrel too. She got to her feet. "Allright. But you ought to at least give me a kiss." She raised her still-vacant tailstump, and her cloaca pooched her lips at him.
The rabbit felt a bit bad about saying no to her, but there was little he could do to fight his own nature to explore and indulge. When presented with the alternative though, he had zero qualms about it. "Fuck yeah I'll give you a kiss!" he said, quickly getting to his knees and digging his tongue up that lewd mouthy hole. He made out with it for a fair while, exaggerating his sloppy kissy sounds for his and her amusement alike.
"OH!!!" Veronica was startled and quite gratified by his sudden enthusiasm! She had to brace herself against a shoe organizer. She grinned and giggled and wrapped her anal tongues around his, scraping it lightly with her teeth. To reward him, she let off a few farts, blowing back his muzzlefur. Quite stinky.
Walter slurped and snuffled up them farts with gusto before eventually giving his girlfriend's butt tongues a quick nibble with his blunt teeth. He stood up, muzzle covered in saliva and buttmouth slime. "Alright, well let's see if dinner's ready out there. I'm eager for a good piece of tail, aren't you?" he winked at Veronica playfully.
"Sounds good. Plus I'm hungry." A quick swipe of her long tongue cleaned off his muzzle. She smiled. "I'm delicious!"
She opened the closet door, and unsurprisingly, they were in Miss Daffodil's bedroom. Anyone else would've been tempted to forget everything and immediately take a nap in that bed. Massive, with a poofy lavender comforter, uncountable pillows, and bedding so thick it'd swallow you up. Around the room were many photo portraits; presumably of loved ones back on Earth. A vanity with poufs and creams. Even a tidy little PC. The bun and liz didn't have to wonder where the kitchen was from here, as their noses pointed the way. The smell of roast tail was like a magnet.
Walter all around, honestly impressed. It had a similar air to his grandparents' room when he was quite young, but much, much nicer. "Is it... weird that I kinda wanna eat one of those poufs over there? Just to see what it tastes like?" he asked. "I mean, it's probably gonna taste like... chalk and fuzzy, but... well, they're not food, so..." he trailed off then waved the thought away. "Nah, another time. Let's go eat some you."
Veronica tapped her lips. "She is made out of cake. How do we know all her makeup isn't condiments?" She grabbed the pouf and thrust it at Walter. "I dare you!"
He stopped in his tracks and looked at her. He looked at the pouf and narrowed his eyes. "Oh... fuck it, let's do this." He grabbed it from her and promptly stuffed it in his mouth.
Confectioner's sugar! And the pouf itself was made of cotton candy!
His eyes lit up as the whole thing just melted in his mouth! Sure it was a bit dusty as he'd expected, but the sugaryness of said dust made it more than palatable. He gulped and gave a look of impressed enjoyment. "Hunh. That could've tasted way worse. Makes me wonder what the rest of the stuff in here is made of." He said taking another quick look around.
"Huh. Pretty cool." Veronica stole a lipstick to snack on.
The livingroom was as they'd left it, and the kitchen was as sparkling clean as if a squirrel had never shat many gallons of molasses all over it. The floors weren't even sticky. A curlicue tail was fresh from the oven, cooling beside the stove. Slathered in with okra and onion and a barbecue rub. Plus a garnish of unidentified sliced round meats...
The scalloped potatoes were steaming hot and looked wonderful too. But Miss Daffodil was nowhere to be found. That is, until they heard a grunt and a plop from the little room beside the kitchen. "In here, kids!"
Walter raised an eyebrow. "So, she legit uses the bathroom on top of all that crazy stuff we did? Hunh." He gave Veronica a friendly nudge. "What do you think she's pooping? Actual poop, or...?" He gave a conspiratorial smirk that almost said 'Wanna bet on it?'.
"Only one way to find out," Veronica said, not much of a gambler. As she had been invited, she opened the door. Inside, Miss Margaret Daffodil was indeed on the pot. The room was as pristine a bathroom as any of them had ever seen. Clean white tile. Fluffy hand towels. A sink with spotless chrome. Little cows and marigolds on the wallpaper. And one squeezably corpulent squirrellady with her dress hiked up and her legs spread wide, doing her business on a toilet specially-made for her aircraft carrier thighs. Her blush was rosy pink. "Come on in. No need to be shy," she said, and partly to herself, judging by her nervous giggle when they saw her. She opened her arms for a hug.
The rabbit's lack of pants showed his rising arousal as he hopped on over to Miss Daffodil and flopped into her softness. He took a big, deep, exaggerated sniff. "Mmmmm, what'ya makin'?" he teased with a wiggle of his butt.
Veronica snuggled up to the opposite side and the big squirrel enfolded them both. Her plentiful bosom made a perfect pillow for the two little ones to rest their faces.
Walter could smell her breath as she answered; a little like vanilla extract. "What do you think I'd be making in the bathroom, you randy child?" she teased. Then she clenched both kids close as she grunted, strained, and released. It sounded like a brick hitting the porcelain. But there was no expected stink. If anything, it smelled like walking into a bake shop.
Walter giggled. "If you weren't you, I'd say poop, but since you are you it could be like... cinnamon buns, or jelly rolls, or... muffins, or something." He rubbed his face against the big warm squirrel boob before looking back up to her. "Also don't call me Randy." He winked with a sly grin.
Veronica closed her eyes to examine the scent more clearly. She inhaled deeply. Most prominent was the warm, happy smell of Miss Daffodil's fluffy fur. But there was also... "Chocolate for sure. And... And milk?"
Margaret squeezed her again, pushed, and unleashed a quiet groan of deep satisfaction as she sent another deposit sliding out. "Very perceptive," she whispered to Veronica, nearly panting. She kissed and nuzzled both kids' heads, loving the closeness of such intimacy in such a private, taboo place.
The rabbit also took a big whiff once again, but he was having difficulties differentiating the homey scent of the big squirrel and her delectable dook. "Eh, I can't quite pick it out personally, but I won't complain. Smells great whatever it is. Of course, that's mostly 'cause I can smell you more than anything." He buried his face in her pliant flesh again, rubbing his nose in it like a big squishy pillow.
Margaret giggled and nuzzled her little pink nose between his ears. "I just sat down a moment ago to make some room before dinner. Then I heard you two pop back to life in my usual spot. No trouble, I hope?"
Veronica rolled her eyes and made a 'gagging on a cock' noise. "Gee, none at all."
The naughty bun giggled. "I wouldn't say it was much trouble per se, but we did wake up hanging from some suspiciously girthy clothes hangers." He nodded to Veronica. "Hers was in her throat, but I was hanging from my butt." He gave it another cute wiggle.
"Oh my! Usually I just wake up standing. Maybe you didn't reach the floor, so that's all my closet could think of? I'm not entirely certain how things work around here yet." She gave a tush-wiggle. "Now, if you two will let me get up, I'll reveal my toilet mystery. and we can begin dinner." She gave them a sly wink. "Don't spoil your appetite!"
Walter backed up out of politeness and curiosity. "Maybe the closet was just messing with us? I certainly didn't mind." He shrugged, then his ears stood bolt upright as a lewd idea hit him. "Oh! I call toilet paper duty!" He quickly shucked his shirt, the young rabbit standing there in all his pearly whiteness.
Veronica snerked. "Like the joke with the bear? I remember that one." She backed up too. Margaret grunted, and began the titanic struggle to lift her booty off the seat. It was a mighty, jiggly effort. She might have exaggerated it just a bit, for show. Veronica darted in behind her for a look, and had to lean on the wall from giggling.
It was a much wider than normal toilet bowl. Instead of water, it was full of milk! And bobbing around in it like apples in a washtub, were about a dozen dark chocolate cupcakes! Frosted and everything. Many were of abnormal shape; mashed together into plump, floating logs.
The bunny snuck a peek at the toilet as well. He oooohed at the contents. "Oh man, your toilet's full of milk instead of water? Heck, that's a super fun idea! Makes me wonder if someone else is your toilet, and they're like... all inanimate and what not. I knew a guy when I was alive who would've been super into that."
"It's just a normal commode," Margaret said. Then added a mildly-worried, "...as far as I know." Turning, she bent over and showed off her rump. Aside from where the toilet seat had left a crease in her fur, her anus was smeared in a circle with thick, dark brown frosting and crumbs.
Walter got up behind Miss Daffodil and gave a naughty giggle when he saw how smeared with brown stuff her butthole was. He attempted to jump up at it first, but it was a bit awkward. "Uh... hey Miss Daffodil? Could you, like... pick me up and... y'know... rub me in your buttcrack, maybe?" He willed himself to be light enough to pick up one handed, which also made him somewhat hollow, or at least mildly crumpleable. He kinda really wanted to get properly jammed in there and scrubbed around like actual toilet paper. It made his wiener drool just thinking about it.
"Oh! I suppose..." Miss Daffodil was a bit hesitant, as it seemed a little rude. But the bun was super eager. So she hesitantly reached back and grabbed him with one hand. She was surprised when he crumpled a bit. But he'd asked, so she tried to think of him as just paper, and pushed him sort-of-shoulder-first into her butthole. It was a bit hard to aim at first. but she soon got the hang of it, smearing Walter's face and chest up and down across her asshole like a grocery scanner. Fudgey frosting stained his fur in long brown streaks. Involuntarily, little farts snuck out of her hole and into his nose.
The sounds he made were fascinating. He wiggled and cooed and almost purred as felt himself gently collapsing against that big rump, his body folding in completely unnatural ways. She could even feel his wiggling against her quite encouragingly as his fur got all dirty with her butt stuff.
Meanwhile, Veronica was admiring the toilet. Which looked clean enough to eat out of. Or wide enough to swim in. 'Why not both?' she thought. She stepped a scaly little foot in and shivered at how cold the milk was. Then she climbed in all the way. There was just enough room to tuck in and sit cross-legged. The milk and 'poops' rose up to slosh over the rim a little. Veronica scooped up handful of milky, soggy, cupcake and crammed her mouth full. Delicious! She was eating right out of a toilet! Literally! She shuddered pleasurably at the thought of getting flushed down it and vanishing out of sight.
Warm splurts hit Miss Daffodil's inner thigh and dribbled down it as Walter came, grunting and wheezing, sniffing and sighing afterwards. He shuddered, then snuggled his face against her bountiful pucker. "Mmmmm... I love getting my fur all dirty. And I've always wanted to get used like toilet paper," he confessed. "I don't wanna get thrown out or flushed, but just like... getting rubbed up a lady's buttcrack... It's so lewd!" He giggled and wriggled happily in the fat squirrel's grip.
She beamed to see him so happy. "I have a feeling you wouldn't mind much if I put you on the counter, flattened you with a rolling pin, and made you into a pair of fur panties."
Walter's ears perked up and he pursed his lips with intrigue. He then grinned and nodded vigorously. "Heck yeah! I'd be down to be your clothing for a day or two! That's be great fun! Though I don't know if I'd rather have my face in your butt crack, or facing forward in front of your, um... woman parts." He gave a lewd giggle.
"You could strrrrrrrretch your whole face out so it covered both!" Veronica suggested, while knee-deep in a toilet.
The rabbit giggled. "Yeah, probably. Or I could grow a second face and do it that way."
The little lizard pondered for a second what that might feel like, having two sets of noses and eyeballs and mouths.
Miss Daffodil finally noticed where the little chameleon was. "Get out of there, sillyhead! You'll be all drippy when we sit down to eat," she scolded with a giggle.
Veronica nibbled her lip. "Couldn't resist. It's soooo shivery cool in here! I wanna just slip down into the S-bend and stay there a while. It'd be especially nice after a hot day at the beach." She extricated her legs from the bowl, careful not to slop chocolate turds on the floor. She did dribble all over, but the floor sucked everything up like a hungry organism, which was kind of disconcerting. Veronica wiped herself off with a hand towel, then hopped out of the bathroom, lest she get absorbed too. Then she noticed Walter's condition and snorted into her hands. He was smeared all over his face, arms and torso, with actual creases in him like real toilet paper!
He stood there, happy with his new fur pattern, reaching down with one awkwardly creased arm to rub a chunk of the chocolate off and taste it. "Mmmmmmmm, chocolate squirrel crap." He gave a lewd giggle then put his thumb in his mouth and blew. This caused his body to return to its normal, non-crumpled form, but it kept all the sweet smears and stains. "Right! Now that we're alive again and you've got belly space for tail food stuff, let's go dig in!" He jogged out of the room and headed straight for the kitchen, hopping his bare butt up into a seat and wiggling it in to get comfy.
"I've already had some 'tail food stuff'," Veronica bragged, casting a naughty wink to Miss Daffodil.
The squirrelmarm followed both kids into the kitchen (and they heard the toilet burp distantly behind them). "My head's still spinning a bit from how fast things change around here! This morning I was happy enough teasing peeping toms, and now I have two cute children eating my butt-muffins!" She tittered. "You were very comfortable toilet paper, by the way, Walter." She patted between his ears.
He beamed proudly. He felt so strangely fulfilled and useful, and the compliment was very pleasant icing on the usefulness cake for the bunny. "Man, I gotta remember that. Being used in weird ways makes me feel, like... super good, and not even in a horny way!" His little puff tail was jiggling back and forth fast enough it almost whirred.
"...And Veronica dear, I'm sure you'll make a perfect meal." The roast was cooling on the counter. Margaret gave it a poke. Just right! With oven mitts, she brought the tail and the taters to the table. "Eat up! As much as you like! Give me a moment and I'll fetch something to drink." They saw her collect some glasses from a cupboard and duck into the bathroom. A moment later she brought back full glasses of milk and placed them before each plate.
Walter politely thanked his host when she gave him his drink. He quickly portioned himself out some of his friend's well-cooked tail and some potatoes. He dug in eagerly and mmmmmed at the flavor. He also drank the milk, his wiener getting stiff knowing it was technically toilet water.
Miss Daffodil took her time sitting down, while the kids were already digging in. That big ol' butt of hers was a chore to move around, but it was also fun being so aware of how unwieldy it was. Like trying to parallel park a Cadillac. She got herself settled on her creaking chair and fixed herself a plate. "Praise Satan," she said politely before tucking in.
Walter analyzed his meal. "The scalloped potatoes aren't quite how my mom used to make them, but they're definitely good! And Veronica, you taste kinda like chicken, I think? Hard to say. Definitely a white meat." He took a few more bites, appreciating the new flavors.
Veronica swallowed her mouthful of herself. "Mmm-hm," she said to Walter. "Pretty close. Reminds me of alligator, if you've ever had that."
Margaret nodded. "Not as dense though. You're young and springy."
Walter considered that, then swallowed his mouthful. "That does make sense. Reptiles would reasonably taste like other reptiles. I've never had gator though so I can't confirm that." He cut himself off another piece of tail, then got that on a fork with some scallop potatoes. He found they tasted alright together, but it wasn't anything to write home about. "So, uh... while we're eating and what not, why not get to know each other a bit better, yeah?" he asked, looking around at the other two. "Like... is it too taboo to ask how you guys died? Or what you guys were like before?" He felt he was being brave breaching the subject, but he was nervous as heck. He didn't want to ruin the vibe of the meal, but he was just so dang curious.
Margaret tittered. "Just standard deceased little old lady stuff, I'm afraid. Nothing exciting. My body got old and a disease came in and decided to set up shop." She made a finger-across-the-throat-and-tongue-sticking-out gesture. "I have no regrets though. I lived a joyful life, had plenty of fun, got away with far too many farts in public places, and had plenty of time to prepare for my end." She took a sip. "How about you, dear?" she asked, patting Veronica's paw.
"Oh, well that's good." Walter looked to Veronica for her response.
The young chameleon was eating like she'd had an empty tank all day. Partly because she really loved potatoes, and partly because it was really exciting to see herself so lovingly prepared and delicious. She swallowed her latest gob of potatoes and squirmed a little in bashfulness. "Me? Aw. I was a dumbass and broke my neck at the school pool. Swim class. I was petrified of doing a dive in front of so many people. So I hesitated, and kinda went sideways, and landed cheek-first on the railing of the low-dive board."
Walter winced and drew in a sharp breath. "Fuuuuuck, that's pretty brutal," he said, shaking his head. "I can't imagine what those other kids went through from seeing that. Hopefully they came out okay." He had another mouthful, then took a sip of his toilet milk. "Mine's probably... well, pretty embarrassing, actually." His cheeks went pink where they weren't already brown. "I'd turned the gas on the stove on, but was super horny and didn't want to wait until I was done with the food to get off so, I uh..." He gulped down some more food. "I went into the living room of my tiny apartment and started browsing through porn. All kinds of weird stuff. Plum forgot the stove was even on! Last thing I remember was ogling some art of a woman walking around in public with a prolapse that went to her knees sticking out from under her skirt. Can't remember if anyone else the picture seemed to care, but that's when everything went blurry."
Veronica laughed and squirted her milk through her teeth. "Well no WONDER you got sent here!" She gave him a little shove. "And yeah, I probably traumatized a bunch of my classmates. Though I was also probably a punchline by the next day, so, eh. All I know is, I remember hitting, and then... You know when you all of a sudden get that really loud tinnitus out of nowhere? That. But my entire body FELT like that. And then I was kinda yoinked out before I even hit the water." She shrugged.
Margaret made an 'oh you poor dear' sound and squeezed her shoulder.
"Well, at least none of us went with a struggle," Walter noted. He was getting pretty close to finishing his plate. "Makes me wonder about Joesy though. And... well, everyone really. But that's a bit too much to ask." He sighed. "Oh well. Plenty of time to ask later now that I'm here, I guess."
"It's a very popular question," Margaret said. "I've already seen gaggles of ladies bragging to each other about, 'I died in the most HORRible way! Cancer just ate me up! In my brain and everywhere!' 'Oh but I died worse! My husband flew our Cessna into a cloudbank and hit a mountain goat!' 'Well, I was in the great Chicago fire!' Yak, yak, yak! Probably they all just keeled over on the toilet one morning."
The rabbit chuckled. "Yeah, everyone wants to brag about anything they can. Kinda funny people would brag about how they died. Guess you get over that pretty quickly once you realize they're still plenty of living to do." He scraped up the last of his taters and ate them up before leaning back with a sigh, a pat on his belly, and a satisfied burp. "Mmmmmm, lovely meal, Miss Daffodil. Compliments to both the chef, and the entrée." He gave Veronica a wink.
She grinned, elated. "I'm really glad you like me!! ...As food, I mean! But, both ways, really. Like, you liked being TP, right? You said you liked feeling useful?" Her smile got even bigger. "That's exactly how I feel about being food. It's really nice thinking that my meat can make someone happy. I hadn't even really thought about it before today but just... seeing my tail roasting in the oven... My tail! MY tail! And now it's in YOUR belly!" She squeaked and hugged herself.
Walter nodded vigorously. "Oh don't you worry, I plan on getting cooked up good and proper at some point. I just like making people happy in general, and I know nothing feels quite like finishing up a big meal, so I wanna be eaten like this sometime too." He chuckled. "Among lots of other things. I was a kinky weirdo when I was alive, so I've got a pretty extensive fetish bucket list that I'm already doing a great job of clearing."
"Do you have a fetish for buckets?" Veronica asked blithely.
"Not yet," Walter replied.
"I'm almost not even sure what all my kinks are," she said with a daydreamy look. "It's all very spontaneous. The whole concept of 'naughtiness' in general, I suppose? Maybe because I was so shy and perplexed when I was alive. Never quite sure about a lot of things. So now I just pinball around, finding whatever gets me hot. Though for sure, trying to find my way away from 'mortified embarrassed' towards 'sexy embarrassed'." She blushed.
The rabbit nodded. "My kinks mostly revolved around exploring fantastical situations, doing things that simply weren't possible, exercising one's power as an artist or author to determine what rules reality followed in a given setting. Convenient then that I ended up in a Hell where all that stuff is more or less possible."
Margaret put her elbows on the table and rested her chin in her palms. Her breasts spilled over the table's edge quite a bit. "I get the impression everything here in Hell is convenient. I read the nice little handbook they gave me when I got here. There's miles and miles of different afterlives. Sunnyside and Turvytown are just two among many. And as for me, I was fairly straitlaced most of my life. Then I started hearing about scandalous things the young people were doing on television and in the movies. It started sparking my imagination. So every now and then, I'd see how far I could push people's impressions of me as a snow-white innocent. I'd slip an outrageous swear word into polite conversation and pretend not to know what it meant. "I heard my grandson say it!" Or I'd leave my underpants off when I went out in public, and make sure to sit on slat benches. Eventually I got a bit too bold and gained a reputation as a 'frisky old broad'." She smirked to herself. "I was unattached by then. My husband had kept me under lock and key. When he passed I was bewildered for a while, and then felt like I finally had space to find myself."
Walter found his eyes wandering to the cleavage that was on display, then glancing over to Veronica to see if she was looking too. "You sounded like a pretty fun old lady, in one way or another. Doubt I would've been nearly as attracted to you while were alive, and vice versa. I was just a fat bearded guy. Not much to call home about. And yeah, not much into, like... octogenarians or whatever." He stuck his tongue out and winked at the big lady.
She took no offense. "Exactly why I 'hit rewind' on myself." She rubbed her paws up and down her curvy bits. She heaved her boobs up, then let them fall back on the table with a spine-jangling CLATTER of the plates and silverware. Little dots of milk appeared, seeping through her dress. "Just the right age where I'm ripened to maturity. Catch me some young'uns who like a nice plump librarian type. Or feelin' hot for teacher." She squeezed her tremendous mammaries, squishing the cleavage up so high she might've been able to swallow her head.
The bunny watched, a hand going to his crotch as he did. "Or who want a big cuddly sex mom to take care of them and stuff." He blushed and shivered. "Incest is a concept I've always enjoyed 'cause of the taboo. You're not supposed to think your mom is sexy, or wanna fuck her. But that just makes it all the more fun, y'know?" He said, licking his lips. "Saying bad words like that is fun too, but I always struggle to say the sexier ones out loud. And naughty, usually mean pet names like slut, cumdump, cocksleeve... Other things about, like... lady parts and butts, heh." He blushed and moaned under his breath. "I like being called stinky and gross and other stuff like that too. Degrading names said with love and kindness is so weirdly hot!"
Miss Daffodil turned quite pink. "You may have to write down a list. I could certainly be into that, but I'd hate to be rude accidentally and say something that might hurt your feelings!"
Veronica was having a second helping of her rump. "Like longears shovelteeth nodick stenchbunny?"
Walter eeped and cooed at each of the lewd names, and eventually he made that adorable sound of release as cum splashed the underside of the table and speckled the legs of the two ladies at the table. He flopped on the table, clattering his empty plate and silverware. "Mmmmmmm, shovelteeth... stenchbunny... mmmmm, hmhmhmhmh..." He arched his back and let out a wet fart to punctuate the last one, then seemed to suddenly regain awareness. He straightened himself up and his cheeks glowed like neon. "Uh... yeah, like that. Bunny words, stink words... Words about how much I like letting people eat my, um... y'know." He averted his eyes and squirmed, obviously still quite aroused.
"Your cum? Your pee? Your poop? Your balls?" the chameleon guessed with a gleam in her eye.
Walter lowered his head with a shy smile, his ears flicking about nervously. "M-my... my dick..." he mumbled, wiggling adorably afterwards.
Veronica's grin almost touched the back of her head. Paws on the table, Walter nonetheless felt scaly little digits reach their way along his crotch and dig hard into his sheath. His member was scooped out with ruthless efficiency. Then Veronica shifted sideways. Her chair squeaked as she bent her leg up underneath herself. Then there were chewing sounds.
"WHAT dick?" she said.
The rabbit gave a rather girlish gasping moan when she tore his dick off. Another few spurts of cum came from what was left of the wound, and he flopped back on the table. "Y-yeah... g-g-good... p-p-point..." he panted, little pink hearts coming off his head like a cartoon character.
"Man, you're easy! My little dickless bunny. Just a hole for a crotch." She giggled to Miss Daffodil. "You simply must have me over to babysit him as often as possible!"
Walter nodded, panting hard as he sat back up again. "Yeah... yeah, that'd be rad." He leaned back in his seat and stretched. "Damn, all this cumming is making me tired again. Might be time to head home soon." His ears drooped as he said it, looking up to Miss Daffodil. "I really need to get your number so we can meet up again sometime."
A muffled electronic voice peeped up from Walter's fur-pocket: "Margaret Augustine Daffodil added to contacts."
Veronica whipped out her phone. "Ooh! Do that too!" A moment later the squirrel was in her phone too. "I think you're already in here, Walter..." She scrolled a bit. "Yeah, there you are. Maybe once I find out what noise you make when I yank your tail, I can have that as your ringtone."
He giggled, then yawned afterwards. "Man, it has been a day and a half, I tell ya. Curious to see what'll happen tomorrow." He thought about it, then snapped his fingers. "I think Joesy said something about going to school, maybe? That could be fun."
Margaret was checking her little black book, and nodded in satisfaction as it added the two cubs. Their names and info appeared along with pencil-scratching sounds. "Normally I'd ask you to stay for dessert, but you do seem tuckered out. And there's always tomorrow. Here, though." Her chair moaned as she scooted back and stood up. She bent over and pushed hard. Reaching back behind herself, she pulled a small umber loaf from her panties. "There we are! Something to take with you! I hope you enjoy banana bread. I'm never quite sure what'll come out. Some days it's creamy eclairs. Other times when I'm constipated it's pumpernickel, or hard little Tootsie Rolls. Always brown though."
Walter got down off his chair and walked over to the big squirrel woman. He bowed gratefully as he excepted her very slightly poo-scented loaf. He gave it a good sniff and mmmmmed. "Yeah, I haven't had good banana bread in a long time! Thanks a bunch, Miss D!" He stuffed it in his fur pocket and gave her leg a big hug since he couldn't hug her the whole way around... And so one of his hands could rub against her pussy.
She leaned over to envelop him in her breasts and nuzzle the top of his head. "You're a very sweet, polite little filthy, naughty bunny," she teased. "You're welcome to visit anytime you like."
Veronica hopped up to join the hug too. "Seeya, Walter. I've definitely got more ideas for us. Maybe we'll see each other at school? I've... kinda avoided going so far. Heh. But maybe I won't be such a spaz there this time around..." She shrugged, cheeks bright pink.
He gave Veronica a big hug too, and a squeeze of her bumcheek. "Don't worry, I look forward to seeing you again too," he told her, giving her a slightly blushy look. "You are mine, after all, remember?" He winked, then kissed her on the nose. He took one of the big squirrel's hands, his sheath empty and on display for all to see.
"A good education is important," Miss Daffodil scolded Veronica, with a tap on her nose. Then she led the kids through her apartment to the front door. "Do you remember your apartment number?" she asked Walter.
His ears perked up at the question. "Oh, uh... Number 327? Though I can't quite remember the floor." He bit his lip, trying hard to think of it. "3rd floor... maaayyyybe?"
Margaret opened her door, and Walter was surprised to see a hallway identical to his.
Veronica gave him a 'lemme handle this' look. "Find Joesy," she stated clearly into the hallway. At that, the whole thing began to spin in an alarming blur, like a giant roulette wheel. And it came to a stop right on 327.
Walter hadn't been expecting the hall to suddenly zoop around all crazy-like. It made him slightly dizzy, but not enough to really bother him. "Hunh, well that's convenient," he said as his apartment door came into view. "I thought it was gonna be another trail to follow. This is lots easier."
The little chameleon nodded, proud of knowing stuff. "Most things around here, there's the easy way, for when you actually want to get things done, and the fun way, where it takes longer and wacky shit can happen along the way." She tugged on Miss Daffodil's skirt. "Speaking of that, I should probably get going too. You're super nice! And fun. And sexy. But, um, I've been bingeing this werewolf show before bed and I wanna squeeze another few episode in tonight."
Walter's ears perked up when he heard mention of a TV show. "Man, I haven't watched TV in forever," he mused. "I wonder what TV shows are like in Hell? Maybe they'd be worth watching, since they're not constantly worried about profits and junk."
Margaret answered, ""Absolutely there's shows here. We get all the best creative types after all. Special effects are much cheaper too. Maybe you and your wolf friend can watch some before you fall asleep." Then she patted Veronica's head. "And it's perfectly fine if you go too, my darling. You kids have given me plenty of excitement already."
The grinning lizard vibrated a bit. "When I go home, d'you think you can flush me there in your cool toilet?"
"I don't see why not," Margaret responded.
"SWEET!" She rushed off on a beeline for the bathroom. A sploshing dunking sound was heard.
Margaret chuckled. Then she stooped to give each bunny eartip a kiss. "Run along little Walter. Don't want you falling asleep on the hallway rug." She honked his balls.
The rabbit giggled and eeped at the ball honking, then bowed slightly to Miss Daffodil. "Thanks for having me. I'm really happy I met you. And Veronica. And Joesy." He looked away, rubbing his other arm. "I can't imagine what my day would've been like if I hadn't met you guys. Might've been a lot scarier." He sighed. "Well, no sense worrying about it. I'll call you some time. See you later, Big D." He held a hand up for a fist bump.
She looked a bit baffled. Cocked her head to the side. Then lifted her skirt and bonked her pantied pussy against his fist. "Was that right?"
Walter's ears shot straight up and he gawked, jaw slack. "Uh... from now on it is!" he said, immediately sniffing his fist. It smelt of fur and honey.
Miss Daffodil smiled at him. "Goodnight then. See you tomorrow, perhaps? I have to go flush your girlfriend before she drinks all my milk." A fluttery giggle, and she shut the door.
And so, Walter was left briefly alone in his new homeworld. He stood there for a good while, thinking about how much had happened that day. It was a tremendous amount compared to what he would've done topside. It took a pretty heavy yawn to knock him out of it, and he turned back to his door. He reached his hand out to the knob, but hesitated. 'Why do I feel like I'm about to wake up?' He thought to himself. 'Is it because I'm already so tired? It's making me afraid to go to sleep at all. I don't want to leave.' He sniffled lightly, then opened the door, walking through it into his new home. "Hey Joesy, you around?"
The hall was dark, but a light was on in the livingroom around the corner. A muffled sound came from the approximate area. Like someone speaking through a ball gag, perhaps? Some cushions and other debris had spilled into the hall. And was that blood!? Unbidden, the words 'HOME INVASION' sprung to Walter's mind, along with the image of his wolf roommate tied to a chair.
Quickly he sprang to his friend's aid, having momentarily forgotten about the nature of the world he lived in. "Joesy! Where are you? Are you okay?" His voice had a fair amount of panic in it as he scanned the area, looking for signs of the wolfboy.
As Walter turned the corner, he was confronted with a homicide. Multiple homicides. Of the same person.
It looked as though someone had hooked up a lawn sprinkler to a blood bank. Every wall was splashed red. The carpet was soaked through. The ceiling was spattered. The TV was knocked over and cracked. Books were knocked off the shelves and swimming in puddles. Limbs and wings and torsos and boobs and genitals were all over the place, higgledy-piggledy. Certainly more than one furson's worth, yet they all belonged to the same individual. On the couch was perched a furiously blushing bespectacled bat head, ripped off at the neck with tatters of skin fluttering down.
In the midst of this knelt Joesy. Fur soaked and matted down. Ears flattened back in a perfect expression of 'puppy caught misbehaving'. He swallowed the chunk of ribcage he'd had crammed in his mouth a moment before.
"Uh... Hi, Walter. I, uh, I worked up the courage to go say hi to the girl across the hall."
The rabbit was horrified. He'd never seen so much gore before! It made his head spin, his eyes darting from limb to puddle to limb to entrails to... whatever that bit in the corner was. He could feel himself getting queasy and weak kneed, starting to wobble and lose balance. He was too gobsmacked to say anything more than a few garbled sentences before he threw up and promptly blacked out, collapsing on the floor.
***
Some unknown time later, garbled voices swam through his ears to his brain. Light poked his eyelids. When he opened them, he saw a very-not-dismembered bat lady hovering over him and looking both comforting and excruciatingly mortified. Joesy was nearby with much the same expression, though he was also struggling badly not to laugh. The livingroom was back to its normal condition. Spotless. All the lights were on. There were pillows behind Walter's head and he was sitting up on the floor, propped up by the couch. The bat lady gently shook his shoulders. "I am so, so SO sorry!" she said. Her voice was whispery and shaky. She looked nervous enough to poof out of existence.
Walter came to, bleary-eyed and confused. He blinked several times, trying to clear the swirling whatsits that were blocking his vision. He looked up at the bat lady with a furrowed brow. "Uh... hi? Are you-" Then his eyes shot wide and his pupils shrank. "Oh holy shit! Fuck! We're in Hell! DUH!" He smacked his forehead and cursed under his breath, rolling his eyes at himself and shaking his head. "Right, that's totally something I could come home to, fuck! I was NOT prepared for that! God damn, I'm so sorry I acted that way, I just... I've never seen so much blood and bits all over the place before!" He was panting and holding his chest, trying to calm himself down.
Joesy had to physically hold his muzzle shut to keep from tittering.
The bat lady swatted him with her wings. "You're so meeeeean!"
He grinned at her. "Yes."
She furrowed her brow a bit, but from her scent alone Walter could tell she was still very turned on. She cocked her head. "You still have a little bit of me caught in your teeth there," she pointed out.
Joesy's tongue went to work. Then he held out a paw to Walter. "You good to stand up? Absolutely no hard feelings. I figured you'd spend the night at Ronnie's place, leaving us free to romp and frolic."
The rabbit took the offered hand and stood up fairly easily, though he was still a bit dizzy. He shook his head, trying to clear the cobwebs. "Right, nah, we found this really hot squirrel woman with a big butt who, like..." He thought for a bit then waved his hand, dismissing the thought. "Nevermind, that'd take too long. You'll find out when you meet her. Anyway, we went to her place for dinner and lewd stuff, made a few messes, then I got tired and decided it'd be best to come home for the night. Y'know, get used to the place." He looked over to the bat lady and put a hand out for her to shake. "Walter, by the way." He then looked at her chest and blushed. "Also, uh... nice tits. If only because I've always wanted to say that to a woman and not have her slap me."
Far from it; she turned bright red through her sandy fur and covered most of her face in her wings. She giggled. "Your roommate is naughty," she squeaked to Joesy.
By now Walter could hear more of her accent. It was difficult to tell if it was more French or Russian.
She finally reached out a trembling wing for a pawshake as light as croissant dough. "My name is Viktoria. You may call me Vivi. Your friend Joesy has been showing me a good time."
Walter blushed as well, his sheath drooling from the peehole left behind after Veronica stole his wiener. "I dunno about a good time, you seemed pretty torn up about it," he joked. "Also you're fucking adorable. I love a girl who blushes a lot. Also also, love the accent. Very exotic." He looked over to Joesy and gave him a thumbs up. "You pick 'em good, bud."
Vivi hopped from foot to foot, barely able to deal with being the center of attention from two people.
Joesy gave her a shoulder nudge. "Tell 'im what you told me, hon. After I charmed my way inside and we were on the couch? I saw your DVD shelf?"
Vivi was non-verbal for several moments, grinning and squeeeing and fidgeting. Finally she said to Walter, in a reciting tone, "I like horror movies very much. I like to watch them, and pretend I am the victim, and hope the killer catches me! I get a thrill from it." She gave Joesy an adorable preyish look. "This is why I was so shy when he move in. I am shy anyway. But then, big, tall, handsome predator across from me! Is too good to be true! 'Maybe he will eat me,' I think."
Walter smirked at Joesy. "You guys are just perfect for each other then, aren't ya?" He chuckled. "This place seems to love doing that. Good to meet you Vivi, and uh..." he blushed again, "maybe I'll take you apart sometime too, yeah? I do love the idea of prey eating people. So wonderfully against type, y'know?"
Her deep purple eyes sparkled. "Ooooooh. I could enjoy this. Maybe the reverse too? I have never been a predator. Though, before today, I have never been prey either." The wispy fruit bat opened her mouth wide, showing her poky little teeth. "Are not vampire fangs, but I could try?"
The rabbit chuckled and opened his mouth in turn, showing off his blunt buck teeth. "Yeah, I ain't got much for flesh ripping myself, but I'm sure I'll manage." He then gave a yawn and stretched. "Damn, this day just keeps going on and on! I'm gonna sleep like a rock at this point." He looked Vivi over a bit, then nodded to her. "Hey, uh... you mind showing me what you've got going on down there?" He pointed at her crotch. "Maybe around back, too? I mean, you can clearly see-" He looked down and noticed his dick was still gone. "Okay so, you can't see what I'm usually packing 'cause a friend ate it, but... well, I hope you don't mind me asking."
"Oh no!" she peeped, and giggled into her wings. "Nooooooo, I just couldn't!" She looked to Joesy, and cast him an unmistakable 'please make me' look.
The wolf caught on and grinned, showing off all his teeth. His big paws peeled her wings away while she wiggled cutely. "Go on ahead, Walt! Take a nice long look!" He made sure Vivi was pinned in place by giving her a long, deep kiss.
Her curlicue nostrils flared, taking in his puffs of hot wolf breath. She could still smell the carnage and it made her shiver deliciously. "You make me so frightened!" she mumbled to him with love and glee.
Walter took in what he was seeing and chuckled, squatting down in front of Vivi. "Well alright, if he says I can then I'm gonna." He reached out to the batgirl's crotch, feeling around with his fingers. "Let's see what kinda warm, gooey thing you've got down here," he teased.
If a vagina can look shy, Viktoria's did. The mound was petite like a bunny tail spit down the middle. Her labia were tucked neatly inside. At Walter's poking, they engorged and unfolded, releasing a few drops of dew that slithered down his fingertips. A few inches further back lurked a butthole that looked considerably played with. Her cheeks were flattish, as was her bosom, since she was overall light and airy. But between them was a pudgy little pucker. Fairly loose to the touch. Looked like it had been pried open by toys and fingers plenty of times. Above it, a slender tail quivered, with webbing running along its sides to join her wings.
Walter stuck his tongue out as he prodded his fingers around, not bothering to be delicate about it either. He just jammed them in wherever it felt like he could. "Yup, she's wet as heck down here. She's lovin' this. That, or she pissed herself," he joked, moving his now very slick fingers to her backdoor and finding they slid in with surprisingly little resistance. He ears stood straight up and he whistled. "Man, she's got a well practiced butt, that's for sure! I do love a lady who likes it up the bum, heh." He leaned in to give her pussy an encouraging kiss and lick.
Muffled by her french kissing with Joesy, Vivi let out a shriek at being manhandled so brutishly. She certainly didn't pull away though. In fact, she lifted her leg to give Walter better access. He felt a dainty clawed foot perch on his back for balance. And when his tongue swiped her pussy, her cunny decided that what he'd said earlier was a good idea. A spurt of warm, tropical-scented bat pee shot out. It left a yellow streak down his chin and chest.
"Mmmmm!" was his response as he pulled back a bit and licked his lips. "She's a drink dispenser, too! Kinda fruity." He immediately went back in for more, sucking at her mound like a nursing babe while he drilled her butt with two, then three, then four fingers.
Her butt flower opened up with no resistance. It was spongy and comfy. Slick with anal sweat. Viktoria's pee didn't have any of the overbearing saltiness that urine usually tasted of. Being a fruit bat, hers was naturally sweet, and made even more so by Hell's frisky magic. It tasted like pineapple and peach juice. Up above, she and Joesy were kissing violently. Moaning into each other's mouths. Battling with their long tongues. Vivi lifted her head to give him ample space to cup his big hand around her throat. Walter could feel her racing heartbeat in her veins.
He decided to help her out and nipped at her clit with his buck teeth. He gave it a quick squeeze, then licked over it, repeating this process once or twice while working his hand up her rump to the wrist. He hummed to himself as he played with her, enjoying the intimacy and the friendliness of the impromptu romp.
Joesy opened his mouth as wide as a bear trap, showing Vivi his chompers. Her eyes were wide and she trembled all over as he framed his face in her teeth. Rotating his head back and forth, cupping her features, letting her feel the ivory points lightly touching her skin. She squealed and swooned and tipped her head back, giving him total access. Joesy clamped his jaws down, lightly, on her throat. They'd played through this for real multiple times tonight, while he chased her around the apartment and demolished the livingroom. Now it was fun to show restraint. To hover on the edge.
Walter kept up his game of nibbling and licking until he had to pull away for a deep yawn. "Damn... I'm really gettin' beat here, I don't think I can go much further tonight." He jammed his fist up Vivi's butt a couple more times before rather roughly yanking it out. He promptly stuffed it in his mouth, cleaning off whatever might've gotten on it in the meantime.
That yank did it. Vivi was on the verge from being held so wonderfully helpless in her predator's arms, and she was already a champion aficionado of ass play. Feeling a fist fly out of her fanny made her squeal and nearly crumple to the carpet. Her foot wobbled on Walter's back, but barely kept her upright. Joesy helped too, sweeping an arm around her back. A fang grazed her throat, drawing a tiny line of blood, which kicked off a second co-orgasm. She swept her wings tight around her wolf, gibbering and out of breath. "Oh wolf... oh bunny..."
Said bunny did his best to help her get steady as he stood up. "Always happy to help." He yawned again and gave Joesy a pat on the rear. "I'm gonna head off to bed, bud. I'll catch you tomorrow. You said something about school, right?" he asked, wanting to make sure he wasn't mistaken.
The wolf was largely distracted by the quavering flower in his arms, making cute little murmurs as she held close to him and peed on the carpet. "Huh? Yeah. School. Your phone oughtta wake you up, no worries. Or you'll hear me fuckin' around in the kitchen. Have a good night, man. I might... stay up a bit longer."
Vivi made a noise like something at crotch-level had given her a poke.
Walter nodded and yawned again. He swore afterwards, frustrated by how tired he was, but there was little he could do to fight it. So much had happened to him already and it was only his first day in the Land Of The Dead. He shuffled his way into his room and gave a stretch, then shucked off his shirt.
He laid down in his bed and was half surprised to find some of his favorite stuffies he'd owned while he was alive. He found it odd that they'd show up, but he was happy to see them. He'd have a heck of a time sleeping without something to snuggle. He grabbed the blue alien one and hopped up under the covers, sighing. "Fuck this place is weird."
The bed was like quicksand. Warm, comfy, soothing, cool, soft quicksand. So easy to sink into. The blankets and sheets seemed to hug him. The room was as chilly as he liked, since it was fun to snuggle up with a lot of blankets. Quiet, though he could hear distant thrums and thumps of other tenants all around him. It wasn't long before peaceful sleep enfolded him. And dreams with lots of butts and boobies.
***
Dreamland took the rabbit on a long, lewd trip, though somehow much more relaxed than the day he'd had. His memory couldn't quite keep any of it. Though he found himself waking the next morning with a generous helping of morning wood.
He sat up and yawned, half expecting to see his old room, his overweight, middle aged body, his mediocre bed... but no, he was in the bedroom of the apartment him and Joesy lived in. He looked around, taking it all in, still feeling like it could all peel away at any second... But it didn't. He was well and truly dead. He was well and truly in Hell. And yet... He couldn't help feeling like he was cheating something somehow. It was an odd feeling, but he let it be. He gave a good stretch, then hopped on out of bed, heading to the bathroom to do his morning duties. But then he stopped, as he stood in the middle of the bedroom, shrugged, and just starting pissing as he stood there. He watched the yellow liquid splash on the floor and chuckled at his naughtiness. "Heck yeah. I can do whateeeeeever I want now."
Eventually he flicked the last few drops off his wiener, didn't bother to wash his hands, and headed out to the living room.
From there, the bun's ears could hear playful sounds emanating from the kitchen. Teasing wolfy growls. Fluttery accented laughter. And the smell of what was probably batbacon.
Walter sighed to himself and just... took it all in. He never thought dying would make his life so much better, but then... maybe some fates are worse than death.
***
Unbeknownst to the bunny, a creeping paw turned the knob inside his closet. An eye flashed with a malicious gleam. The door opened slowly and a figure emerged, tip-toeing on the carpet in preparation for an ambush. The figure held a long black cylindrical weapon, with a lubed-up condom covering the tip. Grinning lips parted over buck teeth.
For it was none other than the snooping form of... TRUANT OFFISA TIDDIES!!!
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Alex Reynard: The end, shall we say?
Robby Rourke: For now.
[shakes hands]
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