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  "description_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>More of Firros and Renee doing their thing.<br /><br />Remember when I said things would be straightforward after the last time these two met?<br /><br />...<br /><br />Hah. </span>",
  "writing": "     Renee's ears twitched as she caught the sound of something scuffling nearby. She checked her \nphone for the time. Still ten minutes before eight, when she'd be fair game for prowling carnivores. \nThe rabbit picked up her pace. This wasn't her neighbourhood, and though she was legally not fair \ngame yet there were still predators around who would be willing to try and snare her a few minutes \nearly, breaking the law rather than risking letting a hunt fail. \n     As she passed one of the houses, a movement caught her gaze and she realized she was being \nwatched by an older looking snow leopard woman sitting on her porch. Seeing that she had been \nnoticed, the large felid gave the small rabbit a warm smile. \n     'A little late to be so far from home, isn't it?' The leopard asked in a sweet voice. \n     'I'm actually visiting a friend two houses up.' Renee replied. \n     'Oh, the cheetah?' The woman asked. 'Ferra... Firros?' \n     'Right.' Renee nodded. 'Firros. You know him?' \n     'I do.' The snow leopard nodded. 'I don't want to seem rude, but it's getting very close to eight. \nYou might want to scoot into his house before an opportunistic large cat decides to \"invite\" you into \ntheirs.' \n     Laughter came from Renee's left, and she turned and saw Firros watching her from his own front \nyard. 'In case you can't tell, Renee? She's talking about herself. But you can keep chatting if you \nwant. Mira is a delight to talk to.' \n     'Oh, you flatterer.' The leopard laughed. 'Renee is it? Maybe we can keep talking another time.' \n     'Sure...' Renee nodded with a slow sigh. 'I'll give you a wave next time I'm in the area.' She hurried \nalong after that, following Firros as the cheetah walked slowly back into his own house. Her \nadrenalin had surged a bit with the cheetah's casual mention of Mira's true intentions, and she was \nreminded of the tendency of cats to be deceptively charismatic. \n     Once inside, Firros gestured her to his living room. She climbed up onto the gigantic sofa and laid \nherself out on one of the cushions while she waited for the large cat to return. She took a moment \nto examine her outfit, a red loose-fitting top that exposed her abdomen and arms, and tight jean \nshorts that stopped just above her knees. Not overdone, but not too plain. The top was certainly \nprovocative in its looseness and the shorts did much to expose her figure. It was certainly fancier \nthan the cargo shorts and no top that Firros always seemed to opt for. \n     'Comfy?' His voice startled her and she looked up. His upside-down face stared back at her with a \ncoy smile and he watched as she rolled herself upright and scooted herself closer to him. \n     'So...' She began. 'You said something about a double date? Who's the other couple?' \n     'Oh, I should have been clearer...' Firros explained with a slow blink. 'I meant that I organized a \ndate for each of us.' \n     'But I don't like blind dates.' Renee said, disappointed. 'And I like you. You know that.' \n     'Humour me.' Firros smirked. 'Because I'm sure when I introduce these two, you'll have another \nexcuse too.' \n     'Well, I'm not into girls either if that's what you're getting at.' Renee smirked. \n     'Oh, you can read me like a book.' Firros rolled his eyes. 'What if they were girls willing to do \nanything you wanted?' \n     'Are you exploiting that website again?' Renee asked with a sly grin and narrowed eyes. \n     'Exploiting?' Firros feigned insult for a moment then laughed. 'Oh please, anyone who signs up on \nPred-Date knows exactly what they're signing on for. You don't agree to date someone capable of \nswallowing you alive if you're not willing to risk the possibility of it happening.' \n     Renee's grin faded and her eyes narrowed further. 'You're not... you're not taking me the least bit \nseriously then, are you?' She sat herself up and turned around, staring back at him. \n     Firros sighed and his smile faded. 'I've already told you that I'm not going to commit to a romantic \nrelationship with you. And I have already told you why. The fact that you continue to come here, to \ncall me, to try and goad me into getting any closer to you than I am? You are taking your life into \nyour own hands, and sooner or later you will be cat food.' \n     Renee took a slow deep breath and kept silent for a few moments before meeting his eyes. 'Fine \nthen. Who are these two girls we're gonna... play, with?' \n     'They're upstairs already.' Firros nodded. 'The spare room. Wanna bounce yourself up there or \nwanna let me carry you?' \n\n     Renee nuzzled close to Firros' shoulder as he climbed the stairs, cradling her in one arm. Despite \nhis words, she relished the feeling of being so close to hm. Once at the top of the stairs, she looked \nahead to where she knew the spare room to be.  \n     As Firros stepped into the room, the rabbit turned her head and glanced at the two mice, one \ngrey and one white, sitting a few inches apart on the spare bed. She spun in mid-air as Firros \ndropped her and stumbled before catching herself on the edge of the bed. As her chin landed on the \nmattress, one of the mice women had stepped forward. \n     'Hi there.' She said with a smile. She was the grey furred, with tied back silver hair and vibrant \nblue eyes. Her dress was blue to match her eyes and short to expose the shape of her legs. 'My \nname is Donna. You're Renee, right?' \n     'Yes.' Renee pulled herself higher, now leaning much closer and above the mouse woman in a \nmanner that would have been intimidating were she on the other side of such a facing. 'So, you \nagreed to a blind date with a carnivore?' \n     'Yes...' Donna replied, unafraid. 'Firros told me you were a bunny rabbit. I thought he was just \nbeing cute. So, you're... really a carnivore?' \n     'Oh yes.' Renee grinned. The pair of them looked to the side as Firros leaned down onto the bed \nand offered his hand to the second mouse. \n     'We'll give you the room.' He remarked. 'Donna, you may want to say goodbye to May now.' \n     'That seems a rather clear declaration of your intent.' Donna raised an eyebrow. \n     Firros laughed. 'I'm leaving my options open. It's Renee I'm predicting here.' \n     'Ohh?' Donna flustered very briefly. 'So... this may be my last night?' \n     Renee ran one of her claws through the neatly tied hair atop the mouse's head and cut loose the \nsmall thread that held it back. As Donna's hair unfurled around her face, she began to blush through \nthe fur of her cheeks. \n     Firros stepped through the door and clicked it shut behind him, leaving the rabbit and mouse \nalone in the room. Renee climbed up onto the cheetah sized bed, laying herself down with her \nabdomen close to where Donna stood. Donna was visibly awed by Renee's relatively imposing yet \nshapely figure and her legs quivered with the sensation taking place between them. \n     'S-so...' The mouse began nervously. 'Should I slip into something more comfortable? Like... your \npants?' \n     'You'll stay out of there.' Renee replied, using a hand to press Donna into the soft fur of her belly \nbefore rolling onto her back. 'There's only one destination for you tonight.' \n     'Not yet!' Donna protested, pushing vainly against the rabbit's hand. 'Can't we... have some fun \nfirst? Maybe get... to know each other a little?' \n     Renee raised an eyebrow and let her lips curl into a small smirk. Her head was back on the \nmattress, not looking at Donna but she could feel the mouse squirming between her palm and her \nbelly. And it felt good. It felt... powerful. 'We could, I guess. But you're not going below my belt, and \nnothing you say or do is going to save you tonight.' \n     'That's fine, really!' Donna called, barely managing to get herself halfway out from under the \nrabbit's hand and calling up to her. 'Why don't you... make yourself more comfortable?' \n     Renee sighed, making Donna giggle as the belly she was sprawled atop suddenly rose and fell.  \nShe lifted her hand and allowed the mouse to revel in the soft fur and gentle movements of the \nlarger woman's now slower breathing. As she felt Donna enjoying herself, Renee slipped her arms \nout of her top's sleeves. The garment felt pointless now, and she was far less self-conscious about \nher breasts than she was about her hip region. \n     'So...' Donna began, stepping onto Renee's chest and leaning lightly onto the soft mound that was \nthe rabbit's left breast. 'I hear you have a thing for Firros there. Wanna talk about it?' \n     'Not really.' Renee retorted, glancing downwards as the mouse's hand gently came to rest on her \nnipple. 'And not with you.' \n     'Are you sure?' Donna asked, beginning to slowly caress Renee. 'I think I know what it's like to be \nattracted to someone so much larger. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to be here with you, but... he \nis something else entirely. Can you just imagine that...' \n     'I said I don't want to talk about it!' Renee sat upright, causing Donna to fall onto the mattress \nbetween her legs. 'It's... it's frustrating! He won't take me seriously, he won't listen to how I feel and \nhe won't... he won't...' She began to pant a little, her frustration bringing her to the verge of tears. \n     'Tell me!' Donna called up to her, unfazed by the potential danger she was putting herself in. \n'Come on Renee. Just... vent. Tell me everything. It's like I'm gonna tell anyone else. Right?' \n     Renee sighed, then scooped the mouse into her hands and lifted her close to her face. 'I want him \nto see me as an equal. I want to be like him.' \n     '...Like him?' Donna stood shakily between Renee's palms. 'You mean... you want to be a \ncarnivore? And you want him to see you as one? Is that what you're saying?' \n     'It sounds so... basic, when you say it like that!' Renee sighed. 'I just feel like I should never have \nbeen born as a rabbit. And I want so much to be something else that the thought of... the thought of \nbecoming... prey...' \n     'Oh...' Donna nodded slowly. 'Would it be wrong of me to presume that you are... afraid?' \n     'I guess not.' Renee scowled. \n     'I'm sorry.' Donna replied, reaching up and placing her hand either side of Renee's lips. 'I can't \nfully relate to your fear of this. I mean, I do get the fear of the whole dying thing, but everything else \nthat comes before that? I can't resist. I've... I've been trying to work up the courage to commit to \nthis for so long, knowing it would be the last thing I ever do. I don't know what it's like to be afraid of \nthis anymore.' \n     Renee opened her mouth slightly and exhaled, watching as best she could as Donna squinted her \neyes and trembled, trying hard to peer between the rabbit's lips. 'I don't... I don't think I can ever be \nlike him...' \n     Donna's tiny hands caressed Renee's lower lip, coaxing the tongue to jut out and lick her slowly \nover her face. 'Ohh yesss... Is it time?' The ecstasy was plain in her voice. \n     'I guess so.' Renee replied softly. She opened her mouth a little wider and stuck her tongue out \nfurther. She felt Donna's dress land in her palm a moment before the mouse's naked body splayed \nonto her tongue. This was an unusual flavour, one that Renee quickly attributed to Donna's \neagerness and probable arousal. \n     Donna squirmed and panted in delight as a wave of Renee's hot and wet breath washed over her \nand the tongue slowly withdrew into the rabbit's mouth. The sight before her was imposing, but \ncertainly not as much as a feline's mouth. The mouse had come close to this fate several times \nbefore, but never imagined it would finally play out with someone who was not even supposed to be \na predator! \n     Renee's mouth was smaller and the archway at the back of her throat looked tighter. Even the \nteeth were a different shape, much closer to her own buck teeth and molars than the longer fangs \nand smaller incisors that she would have seen in the cheetah's jaws. But it didn't bother her. Donna \nwas already imagining how much more intimate Renee's stomach would be, smaller and tighter \nwhere she'd be able to curl up and enjoy her last moments alone before nature's course took her life \nfrom her. \n     Renee's tongue slowly swished the mouse around her mouth, between her teeth to be smooshed \ninto the slimy and warm surface of the rabbit's cheek before being pulled back to the centre.  \nDonna's limbs flailed uselessly against the slick surfaces of the tongue, the teeth, the palate and the \nsurface inside the cheeks without any friction at all as more of Renee's drool clung to her fur and \nskin. \n     Donna felt her heartbeat racing with each moment, each movement of the rabbit's powerful \ntongue and each smack of the lips just beside her. The light came and went with each motion, \nilluminating the mouth around and behind her in brief but wondrous flashes of primal splendour. \nOnly the mouse's tail was still partially hanging outside, and the realization of that prompted Donna \nto pull it inside completely. \n     The mouse's loins burned with desire and unfettered arousal. But Renee was not interested in \nDonna's enjoyment, for her this was a power trip, a way to defy nature's intent for herself by \nelevating her own place on the food chain. Donna's satisfaction was secondary at best. \n     Renee curled her tongue under Donna and hoisted the mouse deeper into her mouth, bringing \nthe mouse's head tantalizingly close to her flexing throat and uvula. The light was dim, but enough \nto fuel Donna's growing excitement. The mouse began to pant more rapidly, feeling the smooth and \nslick tongue beginning to rise beneath her legs. \n     She slid deeper with that motion and in the next moment the light began to fade. The heat had \nbecome much more intense this close to Renee's gullet and the noise of each breath resounded \nheavily in Donna's ears. The sheer imposing reality of the situation was pushing Donna to the brink \nof climax with barely a stroke of Renee's tongue having passed across the mouse's groin. \n     Renee closed her lips and tilted back her head. She felt the final frantic squirms od Donna in her \nmouth as she swallowed, sending the mouse partially into her throat. Donna's movements were of \nexcitement rather than fear and this made her slightly more difficult to swallow than her last victim \nwho had been genuinely terrified of their impending fate. \n     She swallowed again, this time succeeding and relishing the feeling of Donna sliding down her \ngullet. The lesser size difference made it much easier for Renee to tell when Donna had plopped into \nher previously empty stomach. She let herself fall onto her back and rested a hand on her belly, \nsmiling to herself briefly before the moment passed. \n\n     She let herself lay there for twenty minutes. Donna's movements inside her had slowed down \ndramatically in that time and it occurred to her that the meagre air supply in her stomach would be \ndiminished greatly by now if not gone. This time had felt different. The last person she had \nconsumed had greatly feared his fate, but Donna's excitement at the prospect seemed to rob the act \nof its usual thrill. She had aroused herself even thinking about this in the past, but in her mind her \nprey had always been... fearful. \n     Perhaps it was more than simply the act itself that fuelled Renee's desire. Perhaps she needed her \nprey to be scared for this to work? She wondered how Firros was going with May and rolled her \nhead to look at the spare room's door. Would it have been long enough for the cheetah and mouse \nto have finished their own games? Or should she keep waiting? \n     A sudden wave of jealousy flooded her mind and her wistful expression turned into a scowl. Why \ndid Firros insist that he could not date her, and yet he was happy to entertain a mouse? Even if May \nwas doomed as a result, the cheetah had always been able to resist his predatory urges towards \nRenee. \n     She bounced herself off the bed and onto the floor with a soft thud. She approached the door, \nreaching up and quietly pulling it open. As she stepped out into the hallway and looked towards the \ncheetah's own bedroom. She spared a glance to her top still on the bed. The night air was cold, but \nnot enough to worry about putting her clothes back on. \n     Renee tried to quieten her breathing despite her heartbeat beginning to race. She was on her \ntoes as she approached the door, leaning in close and resting a hand on the wooden surface. \nSteeling her nerves, she stepped closer and pressed an ear to the door. And all she could hear was \nsilence. \n     The door suddenly opened and she fell inside. Landing on a mass of soft fur and being lifted \nimmediately up, Renee realized that Firros had somehow heard her. \n     'Well look at you.' He remarked, lifting her up to his face with his right hand gripping her loosely \naround her waist. She managed a sheepish grin as her eyes managed to focus on his smirking \nexpression. 'Am I right to guess that Donna is here?' He tapped her belly with the forefinger of her \nfree hand and she blinked slowly before giving a small nod. \n     'And what about... May?' Renee asked. 'Did you...?' \n     'No, actually.' Firros replied. 'She's asleep in my sock drawer. I let her play and entertain her \nfantasies, but ultimately, she decided that she'd rather live. And I was okay with that.' \n     'Why?' Renee asked. 'A cat letting a mouse go is almost comical.'\n     'Well...' Firros shrugged. 'It's not like a mouse would be as filling to someone my size as, say, a \nrabbit now would she?' \n     'I... guess not.' Renee replied, squirming nervously at the implication. 'It's just so weird to see you \nnot doing something so obvious...' \n     'I've spared you every time you come here, and you still think it's weird?' Firros responded, \nseeming to become slightly irritated at the suggestion. 'Do you have any idea what you put me \nthrough when you parade yourself through my door, take off your clothes in front of me and flirt \nwith me? You literally present your body to me in some vain hope of appealing to me sexually. I have \ntold you that this won't work, and I have told you why.' \n     'I know...' Renee protested. 'But... I just wanted to-' \n     'No!' Firros snarled now, his teeth bared and his eyes now narrowing in an aggressive glare. His \nhand released her, making her drop to the floor and fumble back onto her rear. He was looming over \nher a split second later, his relatively slender yet massive form almost forming a cage of his limbs \nwith his face directly above hers. \n     'What are you doing?' She asked fearfully. \n     'I'm denying my basic urges.' The cheetah retorted. 'And I'm doing it for your benefit. Do you \nwanna know why I dislike this situation so much?' \n     'W-why?' Renee asked, feeling her fear rise as the cheetah leaned down closer to her. \n     'Because you choose this.' He growled. 'I can't. You want to be a carnivore? That's fine. Whenever \nit becomes inconvenient, you can buy yourself a salad and it'll all be fine until you find your next \nopportunity. An actual carnivore does not live with this luxury. I cannot survive on salads. I need to \nmake sure I eat meat on a daily basis or my body fails. I get sick.'\n     'But... you can buy meat now...' Renee replied. 'That doesn't mean-'\n     'Of course.' Firros cut her off. 'A carnivore's instinct is always there. I wanted to eat May. No, I \nneeded to eat May. Just like I feel the need to eat you. I'm not making a choice that feels right to me, \nyou understand? You choose to eat these mice because you want to be something you weren't born \nas. And that's... that's fine, I suppose. But you need to understand that I do not have that luxury. \nEvery time I choose to spare you, or spare someone else? It drastically reduces the survival odds of \nthe next person I find myself in a position to hunt.' \n     Renee felt her cheeks burning with fear and shame. She had idolized the idea of being a carnivore, \nof being equal and even in a relationship with one. But she had failed to truly consider what such a \nthing would be like from the other side. She had been so... inconsiderate. Was that who she was? \nWas that why she could end the lives of smaller rodents so easily? \n     'I can... I can still call you a friend.' Firros said softly, shifting himself backwards so that he was \nsitting on the floor propped against his bed. 'But you flaunting what you think is some equal footing \nyou have is only going to work against you. And this flirting, and... this!' He gestured to her topless \nform, prompting her to cover her nipples. 'It needs to stop.' He concluded. \n     'A-alright.' Renee blinked back tears as her new reality began to sink in. 'I'm sorry, I had no idea \nwhat I was doing...' \n     'This probably needs to be the last time you spend the night here.' Firros added. 'At least for a \nwhile until I can put my own head back together.' \n     Renee stood, still covering herself with her left arm now across her chest. 'I'll go back to the other \nroom now.' She slowly turned and reached for the door to pull it closed behind her as she left. The \nbig cat watched her go without another word, his eyes reflecting the soft light almost eerily in the \nmostly dark room. \n     Once she was back in the spare room, she climbed onto the bed and pulled her top back on. \nSuddenly she no longer felt as safe as she had before. She tried to put the fear and the guilt from her \nmind and let herself fall asleep, but then a new question arose. Was she feeling guilty for what she \nhad put Firros through? Or for the lives she had ended in the pursuit of her misguided sense of \nidentity?  \n",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee&#039;s ears twitched as she caught the sound of something scuffling nearby. She checked her <br />phone for the time. Still ten minutes before eight, when she&#039;d be fair game for prowling carnivores. <br />The rabbit picked up her pace. This wasn&#039;t her neighbourhood, and though she was legally not fair <br />game yet there were still predators around who would be willing to try and snare her a few minutes <br />early, breaking the law rather than risking letting a hunt fail. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As she passed one of the houses, a movement caught her gaze and she realized she was being <br />watched by an older looking snow leopard woman sitting on her porch. Seeing that she had been <br />noticed, the large felid gave the small rabbit a warm smile. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;A little late to be so far from home, isn&#039;t it?&#039; The leopard asked in a sweet voice. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;I&#039;m actually visiting a friend two houses up.&#039; Renee replied. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Oh, the cheetah?&#039; The woman asked. &#039;Ferra... Firros?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Right.&#039; Renee nodded. &#039;Firros. You know him?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;I do.&#039; The snow leopard nodded. &#039;I don&#039;t want to seem rude, but it&#039;s getting very close to eight. <br />You might want to scoot into his house before an opportunistic large cat decides to &quot;invite&quot; you into <br />theirs.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Laughter came from Renee&#039;s left, and she turned and saw Firros watching her from his own front <br />yard. &#039;In case you can&#039;t tell, Renee? She&#039;s talking about herself. But you can keep chatting if you <br />want. Mira is a delight to talk to.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Oh, you flatterer.&#039; The leopard laughed. &#039;Renee is it? Maybe we can keep talking another time.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Sure...&#039; Renee nodded with a slow sigh. &#039;I&#039;ll give you a wave next time I&#039;m in the area.&#039; She hurried <br />along after that, following Firros as the cheetah walked slowly back into his own house. Her <br />adrenalin had surged a bit with the cheetah&#039;s casual mention of Mira&#039;s true intentions, and she was <br />reminded of the tendency of cats to be deceptively charismatic. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Once inside, Firros gestured her to his living room. She climbed up onto the gigantic sofa and laid <br />herself out on one of the cushions while she waited for the large cat to return. She took a moment <br />to examine her outfit, a red loose-fitting top that exposed her abdomen and arms, and tight jean <br />shorts that stopped just above her knees. Not overdone, but not too plain. The top was certainly <br />provocative in its looseness and the shorts did much to expose her figure. It was certainly fancier <br />than the cargo shorts and no top that Firros always seemed to opt for. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Comfy?&#039; His voice startled her and she looked up. His upside-down face stared back at her with a <br />coy smile and he watched as she rolled herself upright and scooted herself closer to him. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;So...&#039; She began. &#039;You said something about a double date? Who&#039;s the other couple?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Oh, I should have been clearer...&#039; Firros explained with a slow blink. &#039;I meant that I organized a <br />date for each of us.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;But I don&#039;t like blind dates.&#039; Renee said, disappointed. &#039;And I like you. You know that.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Humour me.&#039; Firros smirked. &#039;Because I&#039;m sure when I introduce these two, you&#039;ll have another <br />excuse too.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Well, I&#039;m not into girls either if that&#039;s what you&#039;re getting at.&#039; Renee smirked. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Oh, you can read me like a book.&#039; Firros rolled his eyes. &#039;What if they were girls willing to do <br />anything you wanted?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Are you exploiting that website again?&#039; Renee asked with a sly grin and narrowed eyes. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Exploiting?&#039; Firros feigned insult for a moment then laughed. &#039;Oh please, anyone who signs up on <br />Pred-Date knows exactly what they&#039;re signing on for. You don&#039;t agree to date someone capable of <br />swallowing you alive if you&#039;re not willing to risk the possibility of it happening.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee&#039;s grin faded and her eyes narrowed further. &#039;You&#039;re not... you&#039;re not taking me the least bit <br />seriously then, are you?&#039; She sat herself up and turned around, staring back at him. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Firros sighed and his smile faded. &#039;I&#039;ve already told you that I&#039;m not going to commit to a romantic <br />relationship with you. And I have already told you why. The fact that you continue to come here, to <br />call me, to try and goad me into getting any closer to you than I am? You are taking your life into <br />your own hands, and sooner or later you will be cat food.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee took a slow deep breath and kept silent for a few moments before meeting his eyes. &#039;Fine <br />then. Who are these two girls we&#039;re gonna... play, with?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;They&#039;re upstairs already.&#039; Firros nodded. &#039;The spare room. Wanna bounce yourself up there or <br />wanna let me carry you?&#039; <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee nuzzled close to Firros&#039; shoulder as he climbed the stairs, cradling her in one arm. Despite <br />his words, she relished the feeling of being so close to hm. Once at the top of the stairs, she looked <br />ahead to where she knew the spare room to be.&nbsp;&nbsp;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As Firros stepped into the room, the rabbit turned her head and glanced at the two mice, one <br />grey and one white, sitting a few inches apart on the spare bed. She spun in mid-air as Firros <br />dropped her and stumbled before catching herself on the edge of the bed. As her chin landed on the <br />mattress, one of the mice women had stepped forward. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Hi there.&#039; She said with a smile. She was the grey furred, with tied back silver hair and vibrant <br />blue eyes. Her dress was blue to match her eyes and short to expose the shape of her legs. &#039;My <br />name is Donna. You&#039;re Renee, right?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Yes.&#039; Renee pulled herself higher, now leaning much closer and above the mouse woman in a <br />manner that would have been intimidating were she on the other side of such a facing. &#039;So, you <br />agreed to a blind date with a carnivore?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Yes...&#039; Donna replied, unafraid. &#039;Firros told me you were a bunny rabbit. I thought he was just <br />being cute. So, you&#039;re... really a carnivore?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Oh yes.&#039; Renee grinned. The pair of them looked to the side as Firros leaned down onto the bed <br />and offered his hand to the second mouse. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;We&#039;ll give you the room.&#039; He remarked. &#039;Donna, you may want to say goodbye to May now.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;That seems a rather clear declaration of your intent.&#039; Donna raised an eyebrow. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Firros laughed. &#039;I&#039;m leaving my options open. It&#039;s Renee I&#039;m predicting here.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Ohh?&#039; Donna flustered very briefly. &#039;So... this may be my last night?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee ran one of her claws through the neatly tied hair atop the mouse&#039;s head and cut loose the <br />small thread that held it back. As Donna&#039;s hair unfurled around her face, she began to blush through <br />the fur of her cheeks. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Firros stepped through the door and clicked it shut behind him, leaving the rabbit and mouse <br />alone in the room. Renee climbed up onto the cheetah sized bed, laying herself down with her <br />abdomen close to where Donna stood. Donna was visibly awed by Renee&#039;s relatively imposing yet <br />shapely figure and her legs quivered with the sensation taking place between them. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;S-so...&#039; The mouse began nervously. &#039;Should I slip into something more comfortable? Like... your <br />pants?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;You&#039;ll stay out of there.&#039; Renee replied, using a hand to press Donna into the soft fur of her belly <br />before rolling onto her back. &#039;There&#039;s only one destination for you tonight.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Not yet!&#039; Donna protested, pushing vainly against the rabbit&#039;s hand. &#039;Can&#039;t we... have some fun <br />first? Maybe get... to know each other a little?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee raised an eyebrow and let her lips curl into a small smirk. Her head was back on the <br />mattress, not looking at Donna but she could feel the mouse squirming between her palm and her <br />belly. And it felt good. It felt... powerful. &#039;We could, I guess. But you&#039;re not going below my belt, and <br />nothing you say or do is going to save you tonight.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;That&#039;s fine, really!&#039; Donna called, barely managing to get herself halfway out from under the <br />rabbit&#039;s hand and calling up to her. &#039;Why don&#039;t you... make yourself more comfortable?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee sighed, making Donna giggle as the belly she was sprawled atop suddenly rose and fell.&nbsp;&nbsp;<br />She lifted her hand and allowed the mouse to revel in the soft fur and gentle movements of the <br />larger woman&#039;s now slower breathing. As she felt Donna enjoying herself, Renee slipped her arms <br />out of her top&#039;s sleeves. The garment felt pointless now, and she was far less self-conscious about <br />her breasts than she was about her hip region. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;So...&#039; Donna began, stepping onto Renee&#039;s chest and leaning lightly onto the soft mound that was <br />the rabbit&#039;s left breast. &#039;I hear you have a thing for Firros there. Wanna talk about it?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Not really.&#039; Renee retorted, glancing downwards as the mouse&#039;s hand gently came to rest on her <br />nipple. &#039;And not with you.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Are you sure?&#039; Donna asked, beginning to slowly caress Renee. &#039;I think I know what it&#039;s like to be <br />attracted to someone so much larger. Don&#039;t get me wrong, I&#039;m happy to be here with you, but... he <br />is something else entirely. Can you just imagine that...&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;I said I don&#039;t want to talk about it!&#039; Renee sat upright, causing Donna to fall onto the mattress <br />between her legs. &#039;It&#039;s... it&#039;s frustrating! He won&#039;t take me seriously, he won&#039;t listen to how I feel and <br />he won&#039;t... he won&#039;t...&#039; She began to pant a little, her frustration bringing her to the verge of tears. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Tell me!&#039; Donna called up to her, unfazed by the potential danger she was putting herself in. <br />&#039;Come on Renee. Just... vent. Tell me everything. It&#039;s like I&#039;m gonna tell anyone else. Right?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee sighed, then scooped the mouse into her hands and lifted her close to her face. &#039;I want him <br />to see me as an equal. I want to be like him.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;...Like him?&#039; Donna stood shakily between Renee&#039;s palms. &#039;You mean... you want to be a <br />carnivore? And you want him to see you as one? Is that what you&#039;re saying?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;It sounds so... basic, when you say it like that!&#039; Renee sighed. &#039;I just feel like I should never have <br />been born as a rabbit. And I want so much to be something else that the thought of... the thought of <br />becoming... prey...&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Oh...&#039; Donna nodded slowly. &#039;Would it be wrong of me to presume that you are... afraid?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;I guess not.&#039; Renee scowled. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;I&#039;m sorry.&#039; Donna replied, reaching up and placing her hand either side of Renee&#039;s lips. &#039;I can&#039;t <br />fully relate to your fear of this. I mean, I do get the fear of the whole dying thing, but everything else <br />that comes before that? I can&#039;t resist. I&#039;ve... I&#039;ve been trying to work up the courage to commit to <br />this for so long, knowing it would be the last thing I ever do. I don&#039;t know what it&#039;s like to be afraid of <br />this anymore.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee opened her mouth slightly and exhaled, watching as best she could as Donna squinted her <br />eyes and trembled, trying hard to peer between the rabbit&#039;s lips. &#039;I don&#039;t... I don&#039;t think I can ever be <br />like him...&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Donna&#039;s tiny hands caressed Renee&#039;s lower lip, coaxing the tongue to jut out and lick her slowly <br />over her face. &#039;Ohh yesss... Is it time?&#039; The ecstasy was plain in her voice. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;I guess so.&#039; Renee replied softly. She opened her mouth a little wider and stuck her tongue out <br />further. She felt Donna&#039;s dress land in her palm a moment before the mouse&#039;s naked body splayed <br />onto her tongue. This was an unusual flavour, one that Renee quickly attributed to Donna&#039;s <br />eagerness and probable arousal. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Donna squirmed and panted in delight as a wave of Renee&#039;s hot and wet breath washed over her <br />and the tongue slowly withdrew into the rabbit&#039;s mouth. The sight before her was imposing, but <br />certainly not as much as a feline&#039;s mouth. The mouse had come close to this fate several times <br />before, but never imagined it would finally play out with someone who was not even supposed to be <br />a predator! <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee&#039;s mouth was smaller and the archway at the back of her throat looked tighter. Even the <br />teeth were a different shape, much closer to her own buck teeth and molars than the longer fangs <br />and smaller incisors that she would have seen in the cheetah&#039;s jaws. But it didn&#039;t bother her. Donna <br />was already imagining how much more intimate Renee&#039;s stomach would be, smaller and tighter <br />where she&#039;d be able to curl up and enjoy her last moments alone before nature&#039;s course took her life <br />from her. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee&#039;s tongue slowly swished the mouse around her mouth, between her teeth to be smooshed <br />into the slimy and warm surface of the rabbit&#039;s cheek before being pulled back to the centre.&nbsp;&nbsp;<br />Donna&#039;s limbs flailed uselessly against the slick surfaces of the tongue, the teeth, the palate and the <br />surface inside the cheeks without any friction at all as more of Renee&#039;s drool clung to her fur and <br />skin. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Donna felt her heartbeat racing with each moment, each movement of the rabbit&#039;s powerful <br />tongue and each smack of the lips just beside her. The light came and went with each motion, <br />illuminating the mouth around and behind her in brief but wondrous flashes of primal splendour. <br />Only the mouse&#039;s tail was still partially hanging outside, and the realization of that prompted Donna <br />to pull it inside completely. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The mouse&#039;s loins burned with desire and unfettered arousal. But Renee was not interested in <br />Donna&#039;s enjoyment, for her this was a power trip, a way to defy nature&#039;s intent for herself by <br />elevating her own place on the food chain. Donna&#039;s satisfaction was secondary at best. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee curled her tongue under Donna and hoisted the mouse deeper into her mouth, bringing <br />the mouse&#039;s head tantalizingly close to her flexing throat and uvula. The light was dim, but enough <br />to fuel Donna&#039;s growing excitement. The mouse began to pant more rapidly, feeling the smooth and <br />slick tongue beginning to rise beneath her legs. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She slid deeper with that motion and in the next moment the light began to fade. The heat had <br />become much more intense this close to Renee&#039;s gullet and the noise of each breath resounded <br />heavily in Donna&#039;s ears. The sheer imposing reality of the situation was pushing Donna to the brink <br />of climax with barely a stroke of Renee&#039;s tongue having passed across the mouse&#039;s groin. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee closed her lips and tilted back her head. She felt the final frantic squirms od Donna in her <br />mouth as she swallowed, sending the mouse partially into her throat. Donna&#039;s movements were of <br />excitement rather than fear and this made her slightly more difficult to swallow than her last victim <br />who had been genuinely terrified of their impending fate. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She swallowed again, this time succeeding and relishing the feeling of Donna sliding down her <br />gullet. The lesser size difference made it much easier for Renee to tell when Donna had plopped into <br />her previously empty stomach. She let herself fall onto her back and rested a hand on her belly, <br />smiling to herself briefly before the moment passed. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She let herself lay there for twenty minutes. Donna&#039;s movements inside her had slowed down <br />dramatically in that time and it occurred to her that the meagre air supply in her stomach would be <br />diminished greatly by now if not gone. This time had felt different. The last person she had <br />consumed had greatly feared his fate, but Donna&#039;s excitement at the prospect seemed to rob the act <br />of its usual thrill. She had aroused herself even thinking about this in the past, but in her mind her <br />prey had always been... fearful. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Perhaps it was more than simply the act itself that fuelled Renee&#039;s desire. Perhaps she needed her <br />prey to be scared for this to work? She wondered how Firros was going with May and rolled her <br />head to look at the spare room&#039;s door. Would it have been long enough for the cheetah and mouse <br />to have finished their own games? Or should she keep waiting? <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A sudden wave of jealousy flooded her mind and her wistful expression turned into a scowl. Why <br />did Firros insist that he could not date her, and yet he was happy to entertain a mouse? Even if May <br />was doomed as a result, the cheetah had always been able to resist his predatory urges towards <br />Renee. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She bounced herself off the bed and onto the floor with a soft thud. She approached the door, <br />reaching up and quietly pulling it open. As she stepped out into the hallway and looked towards the <br />cheetah&#039;s own bedroom. She spared a glance to her top still on the bed. The night air was cold, but <br />not enough to worry about putting her clothes back on. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee tried to quieten her breathing despite her heartbeat beginning to race. She was on her <br />toes as she approached the door, leaning in close and resting a hand on the wooden surface. <br />Steeling her nerves, she stepped closer and pressed an ear to the door. And all she could hear was <br />silence. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The door suddenly opened and she fell inside. Landing on a mass of soft fur and being lifted <br />immediately up, Renee realized that Firros had somehow heard her. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Well look at you.&#039; He remarked, lifting her up to his face with his right hand gripping her loosely <br />around her waist. She managed a sheepish grin as her eyes managed to focus on his smirking <br />expression. &#039;Am I right to guess that Donna is here?&#039; He tapped her belly with the forefinger of her <br />free hand and she blinked slowly before giving a small nod. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;And what about... May?&#039; Renee asked. &#039;Did you...?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;No, actually.&#039; Firros replied. &#039;She&#039;s asleep in my sock drawer. I let her play and entertain her <br />fantasies, but ultimately, she decided that she&#039;d rather live. And I was okay with that.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Why?&#039; Renee asked. &#039;A cat letting a mouse go is almost comical.&#039;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Well...&#039; Firros shrugged. &#039;It&#039;s not like a mouse would be as filling to someone my size as, say, a <br />rabbit now would she?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;I... guess not.&#039; Renee replied, squirming nervously at the implication. &#039;It&#039;s just so weird to see you <br />not doing something so obvious...&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;I&#039;ve spared you every time you come here, and you still think it&#039;s weird?&#039; Firros responded, <br />seeming to become slightly irritated at the suggestion. &#039;Do you have any idea what you put me <br />through when you parade yourself through my door, take off your clothes in front of me and flirt <br />with me? You literally present your body to me in some vain hope of appealing to me sexually. I have <br />told you that this won&#039;t work, and I have told you why.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;I know...&#039; Renee protested. &#039;But... I just wanted to-&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;No!&#039; Firros snarled now, his teeth bared and his eyes now narrowing in an aggressive glare. His <br />hand released her, making her drop to the floor and fumble back onto her rear. He was looming over <br />her a split second later, his relatively slender yet massive form almost forming a cage of his limbs <br />with his face directly above hers. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;What are you doing?&#039; She asked fearfully. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;I&#039;m denying my basic urges.&#039; The cheetah retorted. &#039;And I&#039;m doing it for your benefit. Do you <br />wanna know why I dislike this situation so much?&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;W-why?&#039; Renee asked, feeling her fear rise as the cheetah leaned down closer to her. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Because you choose this.&#039; He growled. &#039;I can&#039;t. You want to be a carnivore? That&#039;s fine. Whenever <br />it becomes inconvenient, you can buy yourself a salad and it&#039;ll all be fine until you find your next <br />opportunity. An actual carnivore does not live with this luxury. I cannot survive on salads. I need to <br />make sure I eat meat on a daily basis or my body fails. I get sick.&#039;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;But... you can buy meat now...&#039; Renee replied. &#039;That doesn&#039;t mean-&#039;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;Of course.&#039; Firros cut her off. &#039;A carnivore&#039;s instinct is always there. I wanted to eat May. No, I <br />needed to eat May. Just like I feel the need to eat you. I&#039;m not making a choice that feels right to me, <br />you understand? You choose to eat these mice because you want to be something you weren&#039;t born <br />as. And that&#039;s... that&#039;s fine, I suppose. But you need to understand that I do not have that luxury. <br />Every time I choose to spare you, or spare someone else? It drastically reduces the survival odds of <br />the next person I find myself in a position to hunt.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee felt her cheeks burning with fear and shame. She had idolized the idea of being a carnivore, <br />of being equal and even in a relationship with one. But she had failed to truly consider what such a <br />thing would be like from the other side. She had been so... inconsiderate. Was that who she was? <br />Was that why she could end the lives of smaller rodents so easily? <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;I can... I can still call you a friend.&#039; Firros said softly, shifting himself backwards so that he was <br />sitting on the floor propped against his bed. &#039;But you flaunting what you think is some equal footing <br />you have is only going to work against you. And this flirting, and... this!&#039; He gestured to her topless <br />form, prompting her to cover her nipples. &#039;It needs to stop.&#039; He concluded. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;A-alright.&#039; Renee blinked back tears as her new reality began to sink in. &#039;I&#039;m sorry, I had no idea <br />what I was doing...&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#039;This probably needs to be the last time you spend the night here.&#039; Firros added. &#039;At least for a <br />while until I can put my own head back together.&#039; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Renee stood, still covering herself with her left arm now across her chest. &#039;I&#039;ll go back to the other <br />room now.&#039; She slowly turned and reached for the door to pull it closed behind her as she left. The <br />big cat watched her go without another word, his eyes reflecting the soft light almost eerily in the <br />mostly dark room. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Once she was back in the spare room, she climbed onto the bed and pulled her top back on. <br />Suddenly she no longer felt as safe as she had before. She tried to put the fear and the guilt from her <br />mind and let herself fall asleep, but then a new question arose. Was she feeling guilty for what she <br />had put Firros through? Or for the lives she had ended in the pursuit of her misguided sense of <br />identity?&nbsp;&nbsp;<br /></span>",
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