It's just past Noon at Holton County Middle School. Children chat in the hall between classes, barter with trading cards, and covertly scribble down the answers from each others' homework. 

The tardy bell's gradual approach runs the corridors emptier and emptier as the next class grows near. With fewer eyes outside the classrooms to fall upon him, a certain fox in a janitor's stolen uniform slips into the building.

James licks his lips as he walks. He briefly glances into classrooms of delicious little bunnies as he passes, but he can't risk dwelling in the windows for long. Most teachers wouldn't fall for his disguise as easily as the little ones do.

He stalks into another hall with his bushy tail swishing behind him, where he encounters a striking scene. He stops and peers around a corner to avoid being spotted before he's ready to make a move.

SMACK

"Late again, fatass?" a bunny boy in a band tshirt and ripped jeans taunts a younger classmate.

The other bunny is only eleven years old. He's a very heavy-set boy, and he's currently on the ground. His fourteen-year-old peer's leg is outstretched, having just tripped him. 

The chubby bunny huffs for breath as he pushes himself slowly to his feet. He's already exhausted from trying to make it to class on time, which he's once again failed to do.

"Y-You're late, too!" the little boy says. His eyebrows are furled angrily, but there are tears in his eyes.

"Cuz I don't give a shit, dumb fuck," the older boy replies. "I could lap the whole building twice before you made it to your next class," he continues with a laugh, "Unless that class was Lunch."

The younger boy sputters and tries to make some retort, but his bully doesn't relent. He yanks down his victim's pants, exposing his doughy buttcheeks to the open air, and he promptly runs off around the corner on the opposite end of the hall from James. He's wont to avoid any teachers catching him exposing his classmate, after all.

The eleven-year-old struggles to pull up his ill-fitting pants, and the moment he's again decent, he runs the other way, fully bawling. He doesn't even notice the fox in faculty clothing as he runs by.

James grumbles at the display he's just witnessed, and after a moment, he turns to follow the young bully.

The fourteen-year-old makes his way to a back door of the school and slips outside, reaching into his pocket for something. James smiles. There will be nobody around to witness what he's about to do.

The fox follows him out, where he soon finds him at the back of the building alone. He's smoking a cigarette, evidently content to skip whatever class is going on right now.

The young boy jolts upright seeing someone in school faculty uniform coming towards him, but he soon relaxes his posture. His father is the principal, and he always lets him off the hook in times like this. Unfortunately for him, James' wrath is not something his dad can save him from.

SLAM

James grips the boy by the front of his shirt and slams him against the wall. "Oh you've been a bad, bad boy~" he says with a menacing twinge to his voice, "Someone has to punish you for this~"

The young bully is caught entirely off-guard by this. This is his school. His father owns the place. He's untouchable here. The thought of any faculty member daring to lay a hand on him was unthinkable, but now here he is, thrust against the wall by a man in a janitor's uniform.

While the bunny boy stammers, James undoes his pants with one hand and rubs it against the boy's front. The fox breathes heavily down onto his face.

"Y-You can't- My dad's gonna fire you! You- fucking sick bastard-"

James only laughs. He doesn't dignify the kid's threat with a retort.

SPLAP

Instead, he lowers the boy down forcefully, enough that he can shove his cock into his mouth. He thrusts his hips forward with force, slamming the back of his head into the cold brick wall.

PLAP SLAP PLAT

James grunts and huffs with twisted satisfaction as he gives the child bully a brutal pounding. The boy struggles and tries to get his arms between himself and his aggressor, but James is ruthless. Each hard, fast thrust disorients him. Every violent plap is forceful enough that it risks concussion.

"Still think what you did was funny?" James snarls and watches the teen choke and gag and sputter on his cock, "How does it feel on the other end of being violated, punk?"

PLAT PLAP PLAP

The bully turned victim has his vision go fuzzy, what little of the world he can get a view of around the thrusting hips of the fox distorted by head trauma and the blur of tears. Pathetic, horrible choking noises escape his throat around James' cock as he struggles to breathe or cry for help. James drinks it all in as he facefucks the young teen.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

Tufts of fluffy white fur with faint red stains are left on the wall where the boy's head impacts it over and over. James shows no sign of relenting, only reveling in his perverted justice.

A tooth clatters to the ground, painted red with a small amount of the boy's blood.

SLAP PLAT PLAP

"Your throat has such a nice grip," James moans as he continues forcing himself upon the bunny, "I like your mouth a lot better with dick going into it than with words coming out of it~"

Even the bully's choking has grown weak. If blunt force weren't enough to cause injury to the now helpless boy, oxygen deprivation certainly does the trick. Heavy tears run dampen the fur covering the bunny's face.

PLAP PLAT PLAT

"Mmm~ Almost there~" James feels himself getting closer and closer to orgasm.

The fourteen-year-old bunny doesn't respond. His eyes are growing cloudy. Somewhere in his mind, though, he finds a faint spark of hope that the fox will finish with him soon then go on his way and leave him be.

PLAP PLAT SPLRRRRT

With another hard shove into the boy's mouth, James finally climaxes, getting his sweet wave of pleasure as his seed pumps directly down the bunny's throat. The fox leans over his victim and basks in the feeling for a moment. The boy's choking and struggles are barely noticeable beyond the extra stimulation they provide in James' afterglow.

When the fox finally pulls out, the boy falls immediately to his knees and is left coughing up spunk. The bunny is barely conscious, hammered within an inch of his life by the violent rape. He struggles to even breathe, and he holds onto his faint, dire hope that the supposed janitor will be satisfied and leave him there.

HOUMPH

No such luck.

With the bunny boy's head in his maw, James lifts him off the ground as stuffs him down his gullet, one hard gulp at a time. Still dazed from the assault, his prey puts up no resistance. His last false hope is dashed.

GULP ULP GLK

In a few quick jolts, the boy disappears from the outside world, left as a weakly squirming mass filling the fox's engorged, round gut. James lets out a content sigh as he feels the bunny settle in inside of him.

GWRRGGGGLE GLRRRRGGGG

He spends a little time rubbing over and massaging his belly full of bunny boy breakfast. He indulges himself in the feeling of each little curve and edge of his prey's body being potently felt where the skin of his belly is pressed between his hand and his prey. 

Then, he turns and walks again toward the back entrance of the school. The boy's discarded cigarette smolders into nothing but ash on the pavement behind him.

The hour isn't yet up. The fox has a little over thirty minutes before he has to worry too much about looking inconspicuous in the halls. He hefts his heavy gut along past rows of classroom doors, just out of sight of anyone who happens to be peering out at the time, his belly barely below each door's singular window.

James carries himself and his prey down the hall in the direction the bullied bunny boy had run after the initial incident. It isn't too long before the sound of heavy, choking sobs catches his ear, which he's quickly able to pinpoint as coming from the boys' bathroom just to his right.

When he enters, he finds roughly the sight he was expecting. The chubby bunny is sat against the far wall, wailing into his hands.

GURRRGLE GLORP

With his belly full of beaten bully, the fox approaches slowly and tactfully. He reaches out gently to touch the boy's shoulder.

"Hey, now, it's okay. There's no need to cry. You're beautiful, just as you are," James says in as soothing a voice as he can make.

"Y-You're just- saying that," the boy replies between heavy sobs. He has yet to even look up at the predator kneeling before him.

"Shhhh... I promise you I'm not. Ease out of your hands. I have something to show you," the fox responds.

Hesitantly, the boy moves his shaking hands, rubs the tears from his eyes, and looks up at the sight of his captive bully struggling weakly in James' gut. "I-Is that..." he trails off and sniffles.

"I saw what he did to you. That wasn't right. I can promise you he won't ever do it again, though, not when my guts have turned him into as much of a piece of shit as he behaved~"

After a moment to find his words, the little boy manages a small smile. "Th-Thank you. Nobody's ever d-done something like this for me. My teachers just tell me to stop whining..."

The fox pats the boy gently on the head, "Well, it's a kindness you deserve."

The melting bully kicks and squirms, but he does little aside from jostle his gastric prison around like a big, round mass of gelatin. 

GLRRRGGGGG GWRRRFFFFG

The fat bunny laughs a little, watching his bully slowly begin to lose shape. "I- should I uhm, repay you somehow?" the boy asks, nervous and not quite managing to make eye contact.

"Well, there is one thing I'd like from you~" James replies, standing to his feet and gently pulling up the boy from the ground, "Can you turn around and pull your pants down for me? I promise I won't laugh. I just want to see your beautiful body~"

"O-Oh- uhm-" the boy quivers a little. Given the pantsing he'd just received in the hallway before, he's not thrilled at the prospect, but no one will see him in here. The nice man had taken care of his bully for him...

FWUMP

With some reluctance, the little boy drops his pants and again reveals his fluffy white cheeks. James smiles and licks his chops at the sight of his plump, round ass. He gropes the bunny's pudgy buns and brings his nose in close.

After a quick sniff, he stuffs his muzzle between the boy's cheeks to better drink in the smell. His tailhole isn't quite filthy, but a lot of stink is trapped in the little bunny's soft fur.

The boy quivers a little, potently uncomfortable with the situation as each breath James takes washes over his hole. He can feel the fox's full gut rubbing up slightly against his legs as well, squished beneath his body where he's crouched down. His belly isn't moving as much now.

James continues breathing in the scent of the little boy's rectum. His voice makes the boy jump a little when he finally breaks the silence. "Hm, did you have biscuits and gravy last night?" he asks.

"I- uhm... Y-Yeah, I did..." the little boy replies.

"I could tell~" James says simply.

After a few more moments, he gives the boy's anus a firm lick. The boy whimpers a little from the unexpected touch, but he stands there and lets it happen. Surely he owes it to the man who ate his bully.

A couple licks later, James wriggles his tongue inside. He begins lapping at the eleven-year-old bunny boy's prostate, giving him an intense feeling he's never felt before. His whimpers turn to shaky moans, and his knees start to tremble.

"M-Mister that feels- R-Really weird, but... I kinda like it..." the boy says awkwardly. James silently delights in the boy's acceptance of his actions and continues working his magic on his rear.

PFFRRRRBLT

Not long into the intense rimming, an uncontrollable wave of flatulence rolls out and washes over James' face. With his butt being played with like this for the first time, it would've been impossible for the little boy to stop it. "O-Oh no- I'm so sorry, Mister..." he says ashamedly.

"Mmm~" James drinks in the scent and removes his tongue briefly to respond, "No sorries, now~ I'm having my fun, don't you worry~"

PFFRRRT FFFRRRPT

James continues his fun, poking his tongue at the boy's prostate again and again while he moans with the incredible feeling he's never had before. More brief bursts of gas escape until, minutes later, the fox is ready to move on.

SLOSH GWRRRRRRG

His stomach sloshes around as he gets up. His prey has stopped moving, but the former bully's body is still somewhat solid. 

The pantsless kid in front of him feels a heavy pressure applied to his back as James gets himself in position, squishing his gut between himself and the boy in the process.

"Trust me, this is going to feel real good. Promise~" James says to the bunny as he puts one hand on his shoulder and uses the other to guide his cock into his loosened tailhole.

PLAP PLAT PLAT

The fox, while he certainly has some force behind his thrusts to satiate his overwhelming lust, isn't nearly as rough now as he was with the older boy who's currently working through his intestines as semi-solid slop.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

The little bunny moans and quivers, feeling the overwhelming force of the fox upon him, used in all the right ways to pleasure him in a way he's never experienced before. James' thick shaft stretches out his rear end and squishes his prostate hard. Within minutes, he's on the verge of his first ever orgasm.

PLAT PLAP PLAT

James is enjoying himself just as much. While the brown snake he turned the other boy into approaches the end of its journey, he approaches climax. He lets his hands wander over the body of the little bunny as he continues slamming into him. His cock throbs hard enough for the boy to distinctly feel it pulsating inside him.

PLAP PLAP SPLRRRPT

James has his second orgasm of the day with his second fluffy white bunny boy of the day, and he grips the boy tightly for a moment while bucking his hips against his chubby cheeks to stimulate himself further in the afterglow. His breath comes out hot and heavy. The boy is left gasping, still processing what just happened. A small string of cum drips down the bathroom wall in front of his small, mid-puberty dick.

PFFFRRRR

The fox finally pulls out, but a loud fart and a pressure at his backside calls him back to arousal. It's time to let out his prey.

He steps into the largest of the stalls and takes a seat on the toilet, beckoning the little boy to follow him.

CLICK

He latches the door afterward.

"Do you, uhm- Am I supposed to watch you poop?" the boy asks a little uneasily.

FBLLRRFPT PLOP

As the first chunk of digested bully finds its new home in the shitter, James guides the little boy's mouth down to his cock, which is already rock solid again.

"I just want you to do me one more little favor~" James says, "Just go ahead and work your mouth on it. You can treat it like a popsicle~"

The request is a little odd to the young boy, and James' meat still tastes like the inside of his butthole. He doesn't want to refuse, though. The fox had devoured his bully, and he'd shown him pleasure like he'd never felt before. He dutifully starts to slurp away as James has his dump, feeling deeply indebted to him.

FBLRRRBLRFT PLRRBT FBLRRRRBLLT

The overwhelming stench of shit seeps out of the toilet bowl into the air as more and more muck pours out of James' rear end. The clanking and pattering of bones against porcelain is muffled by the squelching of shit settling in beneath.

James pats the boy on the head reassuringly as the bowl rapidly fills with filth. The bunny dutifully slurps away at his cock, even when the smell makes him start to gag.

FBLRRRT PLRRFFT BLRRBLRRRBLT

Once he feels the turd pile pushing against his bare ass from below, the bowl at capacity, James stands, bringing the bunny boy's head up a little higher with him to allow him to continue his job. He leans his rear end over the bowl and piles on more shit and bones while bucking his hips just slightly into the eleven-year-old's mouth.

FBLRRBLRRRT FBLRRF BLRRBLRRRL PFRRRBT

A dozen ribs add to the pile, followed by a femur. The jumbled up remains of the bellied bully plop out onto the mass. 

Most of a skeleton is loosely packed into a heavy mound of shit that rises unevenly out of the bowl. Vertebrae and phalanges dot the fecal filth like sprinkles on a chocolate cupcake. 

Each sizeable log and bone sends a small spray of horrible fluid in all direction, though it mainly lands on James' legs and the stall walls.

FBLRRRBLRRT SPLAT SPLRRRFT

The bully's skull emerges last, the cherry on top of the reeking sundae that slowly sloughs downward as filth seeps between bone and settles lower. At the same time, James finds his third orgasm, giving his new friend the taste of salty fox spunk, which he quickly swallows.

James opens the stall door and pulls his pants back up. The little boy staggers out and gasps for breath, though the air outside the stall is only marginally less rancid than that within. The stench of shit has penetrated every inch of the bathroom, and when the bell rings, it'll be gagged about and remarked upon even in the halls outside.

"Well, I ought to get going~" James says as he steps out. He certainly isn't lying; he's lingered at the scene of the crime for long enough.

"Oh O-Okay," the boy says. He sounds audibly a little conflicted.

James ruffles the fur of the fat bunny's head. He pulls a sharpie out of his back pocket and hastily writes something on a square of toilet paper.

"Here. You kids have smart phones these days, right? You just give me a ring if anyone else picks on you," James says, "Or if you'd just like some fun~"

"Okay!" the boy replies, still a bit nervous but now excited as well.

"Now you go on to class," the fox says as he walks out the door, "Goodbye, cutie~"

"Uhm- G-Goodbye!" the boy replies.

James makes his way out of the building minutes before the next bell, huffing with satisfaction. He lays his hand idly over the bulge of his phone in his front pocket as he walks.

He eagerly awaits the next time it rings.