[url=https://inkbunny.net/s/805387]Part 1[/url]

The screen faded back to the studio. The fox in the suit waited for the musical sting to fade before addressing the audience again. ”Welcome back! Our next video is from England. But a word of warning, it's a bit rough. So if you're squeamish about blood, you may want to look away for the next couple minutes. Remember, if it gets too heavy, you can always change your TV subtitles to the special 'censor' track to cover the screen until our next part.”

The camera view changed and the fox turned. ”But now, without further ado, here's the lovely couple from London.”

The screen faded to black and then faded in to reveal the white tiles of a spacious shower. In view stood a red fox girl of about fourteen, naked and holding her large stomach with her hands. Next to her stood a very similar looking fox boy, maybe a year younger. The boy was holding his hand behind his back.

The fox girl smiled at the camera. ”Hi! I'm Emily!”

”And I'm Lucas!” said the boy next.

”He's my brother.” The girl looked down and lifted her stomach with her hands a bit. ”And this is his son!” 

The brother looked at them, then to the camera as he pulled his hand from behind his back, holding a large kitchen knife. ”And I'm going to give them a snuffbortion!” He held the knife up for the camera for a moment, then turned to face her. ”Ready?”

She turned her belly towards her brother and nodded excitedly. She bit her lip nervously as he ran the knife along her pregnant belly. He caressed it up and down, up and down, stroking her white bellyfur with the edge of the blade. 

She held her eyes closed with anticipation. “Do it.” she whispered barely audibly to the camera. Her body tensed as she felt the knife's tip stop above her navel.

“AAAH!”

The blade effortlessly sunk into her belly. She bowed down deeply in recoil. Her brother held the blade in for a second, then pulled it out. Her whole body quivered as she breathed ragged. She held her stomach, grasping around the wound. Red blood stained her white fur.

“I can... feel... him moving.” she gasped between each word. She looked up at him and smiled painedly. “Again.”

She yelped in pain as the knife pushed in again. She staggered back to lean against the shower wall. He followed her, not letting the knife come out. She gasped with the pain, but he held it firmly for a moment more. But then, instead of pulling out he twisted the handle. She screamed at the top of her lungs. He twisted it some more, and her legs gave out. She collapsed down, sitting on the floor as the knife came out.

She fully cradled her stomach with her arms as her whole stomach stained red. A small rivulet ran across the tiled floor towards the drain. Her whole body shivered as she whimpered and gasped.

He kneeled down next to her and gently touched her cheek with his hand. She looked at him and managed to smile weakly between her breaths.

“I can... feel... him... ah... weakening...” Her stomach and chest convulsed as she coughed up a little blood. “Fi—fi-finish... him.” She let her hands drop down to her sides to expose her stomach for the last stab.

He held the knife over her belly. With a slow smooth motion he pushed it in. She screamed with each inch the blade sunk into her. This time he let go and left the knife in, sticking out from her.

She touched the handle weakly, but left it alone. Her head was nodding as her strength was weakening. “He... ah! He just... died. Ohh...” She nodded at him weakly. “F...fuck me... to death.”

He pulled on her legs, helping her lying down on the floor on her back. His cock was super hard as he positioned himself between her legs. He lowered himself on top of her, the knife still between them, as he maneuvered his cock into her.

She gasped and screamed with each of his thrusts, with pleasure and pain. Each thrust the knife shifted inside her, cutting her insides. He was thrusting faster, she was screaming louder, until, he pushed deep into her, and her whole body convulsed and she screamed with orgasmic pleasure. 

She breathed deep a few times, then her head lolled to the side, and she was still. He collapsed on top of her body, drained himself.

They lay there for a minute as the screen slowly faded to black.

Then it was back to the studio with the fox announcer who was looking at the large screen at the back. “Intense.” He turned back to the cameras with a look of admiration on his face. “I hope you all had recorders ready. You rarely see such passion!”

Then, like flipping a switch, the camera angle changed and he switched back to his announcer voice. “Next another break, but don't go away. We'll be going to Sweden on World's Snuffiest Home Videos! Right after these messages...”