A fifth grader steps through the big double doors and lets the sunshine outside catch on his soft, white fur. The sound of the bell has brought him freedom once again, and he can say farewell to Holton County Elementary School for the long weekend ahead. Monday is a holiday, fortunately enough.

The wind blows through little Tommy's big floppy bunny ears as he makes his way across the parking lot and heads out to the sidewalk. A few of his friends are aroud on their own walks home or to their preferred after school activities, and he gives each of them a wave as he passes by. He could hardly be happier.

As he walks down the sidewalk, however, he unknowingly gains a tail, and not the small cottonball kind attached to his butt. The small town has dense tree coverage around between the buildings, providing pleasant shade to young children and easy cover for those who prey on them. A certain fox falls into the latter category.

James doesn't expect the little boy to be particularly observant, a trait children are not generally known for having, but he does stick to the shade and keep behind trees when he can as he stalks his victim to be. It'd be a shame to get caught just shy of an opportunity like this, of course.

The little boy makes his way towards the local park. His girlfriend Melissa accepted his playground proposal just a week ago, and they've been spending time there every day since together, at least when the weather permits. She lives closer to the park than he does, so her parents offered to give her some snacks to bring. A few bags of chips and bottles of water with a beach towel to sit on probably doesn't quality as a proper picnic, but it's just as good as the real deal as far as the two of them are concerned.

When Tommy arrives at the park in the shady spot they usually share, he finds Melissa already waiting for him. James finds a good spot to hide nearby. A nice, thick tree will do to obscure him, and having a nice view of the nearby lake from behind it and a trash can beside it makes a plausible enough spot for someone to stand and enjoy the nice weather. He expects to need no excuse, though; it's a quiet corner of the park. Nobody will find out what happened to them.

"Melissa!" Tommy greets her loudly, both of them giggling uncontrollably as she greets him return, giddy just at the sight of each other.

Melissa holds a towel and an old Halloween candy bucket full of their snacks for the evening. "Mom got those cheddar chips you liked so much. She got us some candy as well since they were on sale today!" Melissa says excitedly. She's similar to Tommy in appearance, though with a pattern of brown spots. She wears a hand-sewn dress with a few stains in contrast to Tommy's store-bought t-shirt and jeans. 

"Here," Melissa lays out a towel, and they both take a seat on it. Tommy goes straight for a chocolate bar.

"Did you see that big cloud this morning?" Melissa asks, "I think it looked like a dinosaur!"

"No, but I don't think I watch the clouds as much as you, Melissa," Tommy replies, his gaze turning skyward. The clouds are very pretty, when he stops to look at them.

The two continue their chatter as James peers out at them.

GRWWWWLLLLLL

"Did you hear something?" Melissa asks.

"No, I don't think I- Oh my gosh!"

OMPHF

Tommy is shocked as all at once a fox descends upon Melissa and instantly stuffs her head into his maw. James' stomach was giving him away, but he really didn't want to wait much longer to strike anyway.

GULP NOMPHF ULP

The little boy feels glued to where he sits as he watches his girlfriend vanish before her eyes. Her clothes are hastily torn off of her and left shredded on the ground as James works her into his maw as quickly as he can. In a few short, terrifying seconds, she's gone.

GRRRWWWLLGGG GLRRRGRRRLLLL

As soon as the little obstacle between James and his prize is taken care of, his attention shifts entirely away from the girl, even as she struggles desperately but futily inside of his now bloated gut. His eyes are only on little Tommy, and they're full of carnal desire.

Tears form in Tommy's eyes, and he quivers in place holding his hands in front of him as though they could possibly protect him from the ravenous stranger. James does not relent.

He grabs the boy and holds his head against his squirming gut. Muffled pleas come from Melissa inside as she struggles uselessly against James' merciless stomach.

GURRRGGGGLE GLRRRFFFF

Tommy feels something poke his tummy when James pulls down his pants. The fox is already at full mast; his insatiable lust for bunny boys like Tommy had taken over from the moment he laid eyes on the unprepared fifth grader.

The fox pulls off his own shirt, ill-fitting over his bunny bloated gut, and starts working Tommy's clothes off immediately after. The little boy sobs as James wrenches his arms around to work his shirt off of him. "Wh-Why are you doing this to me?" he cries. An ammonia stench tickles James' nose as a large wet spot stretches from Tommy's crotch down his pant legs.

"Why's a little boy like you with some stupid bitch when you should be riding my cock?" the predatory fox responds. He mutters similar such phrases under his breath as he removes the bunny's soaked jeans. "-Belong on my dick." "Shouldn't be walking around with a girl like that-" "-Meant to be my fucking toy." Tommy can make out little of it over his own sobs.

James grapples the boy to the ground the instant he's gotten all of his clothes off of him. He lays on his back and holds the boy face-up on top of him for easy fondling. "Let me show you what you really want," the fox says as he runs his hands over the contours of Tommy's child body.

After a little general groping and feeling, James slides one hand down to get a feel of Tommy's balls. He lifts up one arm and tucks the boy's head beneath into his armpit; with his mouth held shut between the underside of James' arm and the side of his torso, Tommy is forced to breathe in through his nose, taking in the full brunt of the predator's scent.

James continues through his idea of foreplay quickly, his arousal urging him along. He turns little Tommy around , the boy's ass to James' chin and his face positioned perfectly to be stuffed into James' taint. The fox takes some time to enjoy himself, groping the bunny's cheeks and taking a good whiff of his butt while forcing Tommy to smell his. 

Poor Tommy feels as though he might vomit; if the smell of ball sweat pooling right where his nose is pressed weren't bad enough, he's downwind of the rising stench from the fox's ass as well. James hasn't wiped once today, and it isn't difficult for the little boy to tell.

All this groping and molesting and the smell of the man especially have made Tommy a sobbing mess, shaking uncontrollably, but it's only the beginning of his suffering. As far as James is concerned, this is all just an appetizer for him.

Tommy is maneuvered around despite his squirms and struggles as James sits up against the tree he'd hidden behind before and puts Tommy on his lap. The little boy can feel James' erect shaft between his back and the fox's belly. He wails into a hand James places over his muzzle at the sensation of the fox's cock pulsing against him, yearning for him.

SPLAP

The little boy lets out a pained yell that is smothered by James' hand as he's suddenly lifted up and shoved down onto the fox's shaft. It penetrates deep inside of him, stretching him out in ways he's never felt before.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

James lifts the boy up and slides him back down on his shaft, subtly scooting his hips back and forth in the same rhythm. Not only does the motion feel amazing for James, but squeezing his full gut and rubbing the bunny up and down it only speeds up its churning of the panicked child inside.

Raping Tommy in this way is a bit of a workout for the fox with the bunny's weight alone, even when not considering the boy's struggles. His overwhelming desire more than enables him to keep going, though. Tommy will have no mercy today.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

"How's this feel, brat?" James asks between breaths, "Enjoying it yet? This is what you're meant for." Tommy can only squirm and cry in response. He wouldn't be capable of words right now even if James weren't covering his mouth. The fox doesn't pause his rape for even a moment. Tommy gets no chance to so much as catch his breath as his hole is violated in ways he's much too young to understand.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

"If you aren't feeling good from it yet, I'll just have to keep going~" James leans forward a little to speak into the bunny's ears, which bob up and down with the rest of him as he's forced to ride the fox's cock. "I know you like it, even if you don't think so yet. Let's make sure you love it~" 

Tommy has paid little attention to the gurgling gut behind him with his mind occupied with his own violation except for when a stray kick from Melissa hits him in the back. He hasn't felt one for a while now, though. In fact, James' gut has grown concerningly still.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

James pays no mind to the girl digesting inside of him. His eyes are only for the bawling bunny boy bouncing on his dick. "Just say it. Say you love it! Tell me how much you love cock," the fox demands.

"I-I- N-No please!" Tommy babbles.

"That is not what I told you to say," James responds. His gut has grown completely still, Melissa very much deceased, and his cock is now spattered with Tommy's shit. He pushes Tommy off of him onto the ground, deciding to finish in a different position.

Tommy is rolled over into a face-up position on the towel where he was meant to share a picnic with Melissa. James straddles him, facing the opposite direction. Tommy closes his eyes and tries to turn his head away as the fox's shit-covered cock hangs over him, the smell overwhelming his senses, but James won't let him get out of it that easy. 

The fox jerks one leg to the side to knock into Tommy's head and force him to face upwards again. He slides his cock into the boy's mouth before he can make another move to try and escape.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

James meanwhile tilts his head down to get a good whiff of Tommy's balls. It's a bit awkward and strains his back just a little due to the difference in size between him and the fifth grader, but he makes it work. It's worth it. It's all worth it.

Tommy is overwhelmed with the taste of his own shit, which more or less covers up the taste of the stranger's cock, though he occasionally catches a hint of it. The scat all gradually rubs off into his mouth as James slides his cock in and out. Tommy wishes there were anything he could do to fight back, but he can't get out from under the weight of a fully grown fox, especially when James holds onto his ankles to make it that much harder for him to escape.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

"C'mon, you just gotta confess. Tell me how much you love it. I won't judge~" James reaches for the boy's balls to fondle them as he continues taking in his scent. The little boy certainly isn't erect, but frankly it's up in the air if he's even able to get an erection at such a young age.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

Tommy tries to cry out, to his mommy, to anyone who might be nearby, anyone who could save him, but his mouth is stuffed more than full. Nobody will hear the poor boy. He's potently aware of the remains of his playground lover sloshing against his chest with each descent James makes into his maw.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

Lost in the intense lust of his rape, James becomes more passionate and aggressive as he nears orgasm. "I'm gonna cum down your throat, you're not going to spit up any of it, and you're going to tell me how much you love it. Got it? You'd better if you know what's good for you."

The cub continues to struggle and pushes up against him with renewed vigor at these words, but to no avail. His meager attempts to fight back only arouse James more.

PLAP PLAP SPLRRLRTT

James pumps a hot, heavy load into Tommy. His cock reaches so far down his helpless victim's throat that he couldn't keep from swallowing it if he tried. A wave of euphoric gratification overtakes the fox as he orgasms and pumps his seed into the little boy. It takes a moment or two of letting the feeling wash over him before he lets out a small sigh and pulls his cock out of Tommy's mouth.

Tommy begins to cry harder now that the breath he has to cry with isn't be restricted by James' dick. He sobs violently, now with added wretching from the sickly feeling he gets thinking about the bodily fluids he was forced to ingest.

His pathetic display spares him none from the predator who pulls him up into his lap, now facing towards him. The front of Tommy's body up to his chin is pressed against the sloshing gut that already claimed the life of his girlfriend.

James forcefully pushes Tommy's chin up, as if he could possibly look him in the eye with how much he's crying. His tone is deeply sinister and threatening, "Now say it. Say it and mean it."

Tommy is sobbing so hard that the effort required to push out the words he'd already be so uncomfortable saying feels herculean. Terrified for his life, however, he manages to choke out a weak, "I-I- mmngh- I- love- c-cock..."

James shoves the boy to the ground. "I said to say it like you mean it!"

Sweet, innocent Tommy is left weeping into his hands on the ground, convulsing violently. He babbles out a series of "I love cock" and "I mean it" and "I'm sorry" mixed together, slurred, and stuttered out over and over in his terror.

"Is 'I'm sorry' what I asked of you?" James asks rhetorically, picking up Tommy by the armpits.

The boy's head hangs low, and his body is mostly limp. He's crying too hard to respond, but it doesn't matter what he would say anyway. Such a soft, young, innocent bunny boy is too appetizing to escape as anything but a mound of fox shit; his fate was sealed the moment James laid eyes on him.

OMPHG- ULP

James stuffs the boy's head into his maw, folding his ears over backward in the process. His tears add a delicious salty tang to his flavor. The fox is sure to lap them all up before another swallow intakes his shoulders.

GULP

The predatory fox is slower and more methodical with swallowing Tommy than he was with the girl. He savors his flavor and takes the time to give his body one last grope and feel as it disappears gradually into his maw. His chest and upper arms are inside now.

ULK GULP

Another swallow brings Tommy in past his abdomen. James tilts his head up to make swallowing his meal easier, though he doesn't lift his chin all the way up; wouldn't want to make this too quick.

The fox gives Tommy's asscheeks a final squeeze and spread with his fingers before they slip into his maw and disappear down his gullet. Just the boy's legs remain.

SCHLLLRRRRP

Tommy doesn't kick so much as twitch and convulse as the last of him is devoured. He doesn't have that much fight left in him. He doesn't have any, in fact. His upper half has already curled up inside, and he's found himself curled around Melissa's skull. Her soupy remains surround his entire body.

ULP GWRRGGGGLE GLRRRRGGGGGGG

The last of Tommy is finally swallowed down. James smacks his gurgling gut in satisfaction, though next to no movement comes from the fifth grader inside. Tommy has practically shut down by now. He'll be shut down for good soon.

James whistles to himself in satisfaction at his cruel misdeeds as he puts his clothes back on. He doesn't linger at the scene of his passionate crime once he's clothed again.

The crickets chirp loud that night outside James' bathroom window. Their song is overshadowed, however by noises perhaps more crude.

GWRRGGGGGG

"Hghh, feels like you two are about ready to come out, huh?" James takes a seat on the porcelain throne.

FBLRBLRRLRLTLRTTTT PFFFFRRRR BLRFLRLRLRRRT FBLRR

A dense snake of shit encrusted with bunny boy bones splashes into the toilet. The mass of melted children coils around and sloughs down its own sides to fill out the space of the bowl. In less than a minute, it is completely filled.

BLRBRLRRRTTTT PFFFRRRRBLLL BLRRRRFFFFTTTT

The brown mound begins to seep out over the edges of the bowl, spilling onto the floor. "Glad I stocked up on cleaning supplies- Hng- You kids are making a mess."

The scat piles up, along with what smaller bones are able to filter out. Most of childrens' skeletons remain in the bowl, however, forcing more shit to flow out to the ground in order to fit inside.

BLRRLRBLRRTTTT FBLRRF

The fox's dump ends with two skulls sliding out of his ass one by one. Each produces a sudden influx of scat flowing out over the edges as it displaces the fecal filth filling the bowl.

When James is finally emptied, he stands and turns to admire his handiwork for a moment. Two large mounds cover the floor beside the toilet, as though it were built into the side of a muddy hill. A large mass of bones pokes out of the bowl, a grave for two condensed into the space of the fox's toilet.

"You were a good boy, little bunny, satisfied me real well. Think you made for a better dump, though."