Renee blinked herself awake and turned her head slowly to her left. The familiar sight of her own 
bedroom was slowly coming into focus as her eyes adjusted to the dark. It must still be early. 
Fumbling across her bedside cabinet, her hand eventually found her phone and she tapped the 
screen. It lit up dimly, illuminating the time across its screen. It was only a few minutes after 4am. 
     The rabbit sighed and pushed herself upright. She had woken with a drop of adrenalin that 
wouldn't disappear in a hurry, something or other in the dream she had been having had shaken her 
awake. It had something to do with Dezmond, but that was as much as she could remember. The 
raccoon had taken her to Smalltown Nightlife on a date, the pair had shared a fantastic night 
together, and he had dropped her off home mid-morning the next day. But he had also revealed that 
in the course of his job monitoring the security cameras where they both worked, he had caught on 
to her unusual habit of playing the carnivore.  
     He revealed that it was exactly this habit that had drawn him to her, the idea of dating a rabbit 
that chose to be a predator was one he admitted was intriguing. Still, the way he had lured her to 
such a place to extract her confession had taken her completely off guard, and had definitely cost 
him a few points of trust. He seemed to acknowledge this however, and agreed to give her the rest 
of yesterday to think about it. He was going to call her back sometime today. 

     Unable to get back to sleep, Renee spent most of the morning exercising in her living room to 
light music. Most people believed that rabbits were naturally athletic, and to a degree it was true. 
There was nothing however to stop any of them from pushing themselves to higher limits, and she 
suspected the same was true of anyone, even the largest felids. 
     By 9am she had finished and was making herself a light breakfast of salad mix and a coffee. She 
had just sat down on her living room sofa and reached for her television remote before the intercom 
to her front door buzzed. She sat her bowl to one side and pulled her phone from her pocket. She 
opened the app that allowed her to connect to the front door and was greeted by Dez, the raccoon 
slightly crouched so his eye level was in line with the camera. 
     'Hello.' He said, realizing the camera was on. 'I was... going to give you more time but I honestly 
couldn't help myself. Is it alright if I come in?' 
     'I...' Renee replied hesitantly. 'Dez. I thought you were going to call before you came here.' 
     'I'm sorry.' He shrugged and gave an apologetic smile. 'I could come back later if you prefer?' 
     Renee sighed. 'No, never mind.' She slid herself off the couch and approached the door, trying to 
compose herself. She put a smile on her face and opened the door. 
     Dez was there, crouched down so his head was below her doorway and wearing simple jeans and 
a white shirt. There was a small satchel of black affixed to his belt. 'I'm sorry again for not calling 
ahead, but I figured the time wasn't really going to make a difference.' 
     'How bold.' Renee remarked, gesturing the raccoon to step inside. 'But I suspect you may be right. 
I was a little caught off guard, but I did have fun the other night. I think I can move past you spying 
on me and try to make this work.' 
     'Technically I was doing my job.' Dez replied as he crawled in on all fours to avoid hitting his head 
on the ceiling. He sat on her living room floor, waiting for her to close the door and join him nearby 
on her couch. As she sat and leaned forward, their eyes met at the same level and neither of them 
could help but let a small smile cross their faces. 
     'Alright, I admit it.' Renee replied. 'I do like you. But no more sneaky stuff. If you honestly do want 
to keep seeing me, I want you to be open and honest. I want to be able to trust you, and I want you 
to be able to trust me. No secrets, okay?' 
     Dez nodded slowly and then smiled. 'Alright. Honesty? You are the most beautiful little bunny I 
have ever laid my eyes on.' 
     'Oh?' Renee raised an eyebrow. 'You know I've tangled with predators before, Dez. So, I do know 
that you finding me attractive doesn't necessarily mean...' 
     'Right.' Dez nodded, shuffling closer to the couch and bringing his face closer to hers. 'That is true, 
I'll admit. My mind is divided. A small part of me says to eat you, but the stronger voice in me says to 
kiss you instead. So, how lucky do you feel?' 
     Renee felt her cheeks and ears turning red. As her ears folded back behind her head timidly, her 
lips pursed and she couldn't help leaning a little bit closer. Surely he was just exaggerating his 
feelings, there was no way he'd actually eat her during daylight hours? And he'd already proven his 
infatuation with her and forgone the perfect opportunity to make a meal of her on their first date 
night. 
     'Suddenly shy?' He whispered. 
     'No...' She replied, allowing herself only enough time for one more deep breath and closed her 
eyes before almost tipping herself off the couch to allow their lips to meet. She felt his hands on 
either side of her chest, wrapped around her and almost cupping her breasts as he held her to 
prevent her slipping off the couch. 
     Their kiss grew more involved by the moment and Renee felt her heart racing as her tongue 
caressed the much larger one between his lips. She was under no illusion as to how vulnerable she 
was this moment. His grip on her torso was secure, and her forward leaning position would make 
the effort he needed minimal to propel her right between his teeth. 
     But the moment was perfect. Her own arms reached up, her hands kneading through the fur of 
his cheeks and only pulling the pair closer. She was completely at his mercy, and she had never been 
so utterly transfixed. 
     Eventually, the kiss came to an end and Dez gently set her back upright on the couch. 'So, I guess 
the kiss won out.' 
     'I had complete faith in you.' Renee grinned. 'You're a good kisser.' 
     'You are too.' The raccoon smiled. 'That was very enjoyable.' 
     Renee shuffled to the edge of the couch again and rested her left foot on his thigh. 'Is it because 
I'm a good kisser, or because I tasted so good?' 
     'Well...' Dez took a deep breath. 'A little of both to tell the truth. Maybe it's just my infatuation 
talking, but you taste as amazing as you look.' 
     'I...' Renee paused, swallowing with nervousness at his words. 'If we do this, how long do you 
think we can last?' Her blue eyes locked with the green of his and his smile softened to a look of 
deep concerned thought. 
     'I like you, Renee.' He answered after a few moments. 'I think this could easily turn into 
something real between us. And I want to give that every chance to happen. If I make you 
uncomfortable at any point, you are free to tell me so and walk away.' 
     Renee nodded slowly as the smile returned to his lips. 'So... What's in that little bag of yours?' 
     'Oh?' Dez raised an eyebrow and put a hand on the satchel on his belt. 'This is a present for you 
actually, have you... had breakfast yet?' He lifted the small bag after unclipping it from his belt and as 
he held it in his palm, Renee noticed a slight motion in the side of the fabric. 
     'It's daylight.' Renee replied, realizing exactly what Dez had brought. 'This isn't legal.' 
     'It is legal to consume scavengers if they refuse to seek citizenship.' Dez corrected her, slowly 
unzipping the small satchel and dumping its contents into his left hand. Renee watched as a small 
mouse girl landed on his palm, shaking her head disoriented as she tried to push herself upright and 
let her eyes adjust to the sudden light. 
     'Oww...' She muttered. Her fur was mostly brown with near white cream-coloured patches 
around her shoulders and torso. Her only clothing was two small pieces of rag that she wore in a 
manner similar to underwear, covering her chest and her waist. Her hair was black, cut short and 
messy and Renee glimpsed panicked blue eyes widening in fear as the rodent realized where she 
was. 
     Dez cupped his fingers as the mouse began to reorient herself, ready to hold her fast if she tried 
to jump. 'So, how about it?' He asked. 
     Renee took another look at this mouse. The rodent was small, momentarily prompting the rabbit 
to wonder if she was even an adult. A glance to the mouse's midsection dissuaded that idea with a 
glimpse at her definitely developed breasts. She may not have been very old, but she was an adult at 
least. 
     Given her disposition towards mice, Renee found herself wondering why the thought had even 
occurred to her, then realized that she had never been faced with the option of consuming a mouse 
that was younger than maturity. She knew that true blooded carnivores were far less affected by the 
age of their prey, but Renee had yet to test her resolve to that extent. In any case, that was a 
concern for another time. 
     Dez moved his hand a bit closer as Renee lifted her own, their eyes meeting and a smile crossing 
both their lips as her hand gripped her prey. 

     Susu trembled as the rabbit's hand loomed over her. She still didn't fully understand what was 
going on. She had lived her whole young life as a scavenger, abandoning any notion of trying to join 
the charade the felids called "society." Even when the cats had invited the smaller beings to join as 
equals, Susu hadn't been fooled. All it had meant was that the hunters would have an easier time 
finding their prey. 
     As the rabbit's fingers curled around her, locking her into their grip, Susu found herself wondering 
what had gone wrong. She'd heard the pair's conversation from within the raccoon's satchel, Dez 
the raccoon appeared to have some infatuation with this rabbit, Renee? And was offering the mouse 
as some sort of gift? Didn't he know that rabbits were herbivores? Was Susu meant to be some sort 
of pet? A slave? Was that something these larger folk did now?  
     She was lifted from the raccoon's palm and brought closer to Renee's face. The rabbit leaned a bit 
closer and lifted her chin, and Susu had only a split second to process what she was seeing before 
the tongue slipped through those lips and lapped across the mouse's torso and face. 
     'H-hey!' Susu squeaked. 'W-what are you doing? You're a rabbit! You're a vegetarian!' 
     Renee's lips curled into a smile before parting again and this time Susu was subjected to a wave of 
hot wet breath before the tongue lapped across her again, much slower this time. As the mouse 
flailed uselessly to try and push it away, Renee's grip tightened, forcing the air from her lungs. 
     The tongue pulled away, leaving Susu's fur dripping and matted across her chest and face. She 
was trying to pant but managed only shallow breaths from between Renee's grasp. 'P-please...' She 
looked up into the blue eyes, feeling tears well up in her own. 'Don't do this to me...!!!' 
     The mouse had barely finished her sentence before Renee was stuffing her into her mouth. Her 
vision was almost completely cut off by darkness, but the movements of Renee's lips allowed 
intermittent bits of light to illuminate her terrifying surroundings. The rabbit's teeth were largely 
flat, but still had visibly sharp edges. There was no safe means by which Susu could halt her 
movement, and as Renee's hand pushed her further inside she felt her face pushed into the slimy 
flesh of the rabbit's soft palate and her hands slipped into the beginning of the throat. 
     A blast of hot, humid and unpleasant smelling air washed over her as the rabbit exhaled, the lips 
parting slightly around Susu's legs as Renee inhaled moments after. The motion momentarily lit up 
the damp mouth, illuminating the tight chasm of the throat around the mouse's slipping and shaking 
hands and the archway of flesh leading to the uvula just before her terrified whimpering face. 
     Everything tilted and the rabbit's surprisingly large and strong tongue squeezed her body against 
the ridged roof of her mouth. The same motion also caused the soft palate around Susu's top half to 
feel as though it was closing in and she squeaked in horror as she felt herself slip slightly closer to 
the quivering throat and uvula before her. 
     'NO!' Susu screamed. 'Not like this, no, please no!' The motion had left her whole body covered in 
the rabbit's saliva but for the tip of her tail and her feet still in the much cooler air outside. Renee's 
voice suddenly echoed around her in a soft moan of pleasure. The sound was still deafening in here, 
and was followed by a disgusting series of wet smacks and slurps as Renee began to move her 
tongue, running it across Susu's body with more enthusiasm. 
     It was as if the mouse's terrified scream had been exactly the invigoration she wanted. Panic had 
gripped Susu now, her limbs beginning to move more frantically in an effort to somehow break 
herself free. It didn't matter. While the rabbit was a vegetarian biologically, her mouth had near 
perfect control over the squirming morsel of meat it now found itself in possession of. Susu couldn't 
push herself backwards in any way that Renee couldn't immediately counter or predict, leaving the 
mouse with one terrifying conclusion; Renee had done this before. 
     'Oh no...' Susu whimpered as the tilt happened again, bringing her almost directly above the 
opening that would lead to her doom. From here, every motion that the mouse attempted had the 
same result. Every squirm, every attempt to push back would simply make her slip deeper. Renee's 
lips closed, enveloping her in darkness again. Another slip and she felt the rabbit's uvula slap onto 
her head and slip past as she slid deeper. 
     She could feel the flesh of Renee's gullet press in around her hands, and another wave of stinking 
humid air stung her eyes and nose. Everything became wet, loud, crushing pain for a moment as 
Renee made her first genuine swallow. The cooler outside air was no longer reaching Susu's tail or 
feet, and the crushing confines of the throat were now pinning her arms together and pressing her 
shoulders into her torso. She could barely move, barely breathe and knew it would only be another 
moment before-
     'GLLLKK.' Renee swallowed again, and this time there was nothing to stop Susu from succumbing 
to the merciless musculature of the rabbit's upper digestive tract. Rings of muscle pressed in on her 
in a rhythmic pattern that propelled her downwards, her saliva matted fur perfectly lubricated 
against the slimy walls of the tube of pulsating flesh. Susu's tears were lost amid the build-up of 
these fluids as they were pushed before her. 
     Suddenly there was a brief resistance against her hands, arresting her momentum. The mouse 
heard another disgusting wet squelch as the tightness in the tube ahead released, and her progress 
continued. In the next few moments her arms were able to move again as the tube had reached its 
end and opened up. 
     Susu felt her hands dip into a viscous, lumpy mess of hot fluids. Moments later her head followed 
through the opening and she was assailed by a stench that was worse than vomit. Her momentum 
buried her arms, followed by her head and shoulders beneath the vile semi-liquid mess and she 
flailed desperately to right herself. Only once her legs had been squeezed through and dropped was 
she able to pull her head back above the surface, now covered in the slimy gastric juices and small 
chunks of whatever Renee had put in here before her. 
     The mixture clung to her fur, stinging her squeezed shut eyelids as well as her ears and nose. It 
stung to breathe and her hands tried desperately to clear the slick juices from her nose and mouth 
so she could breathe without inhaling the disgusting burning mess. Rivulets of thicker slime, mixed in 
with whatever these floating chunks were, had matted her hair across her face and made the task 
much more difficult. 
     Everything moved continuously. The heartbeat was audible from above and every pulse made the 
fluids ripple. Her feet, somewhere beneath this pungent morass, slipped with every attempt to gain 
purchase and keep herself above the acid's surface. Even her claws, covered with the disgusting 
slime, only slipped across the creased and slick surface with every attempt to claw her way higher. 
No... This was it. There was nothing she could do... 

     Renee sighed as she felt her prey slip into her belly. The squirming had been feeble, but every bit 
as pleasant and empowering to her as it had been from her previous forays into filling the predator 
role. She ran her tongue across her teeth and felt a few strands of loose fur that the mouse had lost. 
It wouldn't matter, she'd wash that down with the next thing she drank. 
     'So...' Dez leaned forward, catching her attention again. 'That was certainly interesting to see. Did 
the little one taste good?' 
     Renee smiled and slid herself off the couch, setting her rear onto the raccoon's thigh before 
leaning herself against his chest. 'I don't think I have the right tongue to fully enjoy their flavour. But 
the power fix was perfect.' 
     'Goood.' Dez replied, wrapping his arms around her and leaning backwards. Renee squeaked 
slightly in surprise as she found herself lying on top of his chest and belly while his hands gently 
caressed her shoulders and back. 
     She relaxed after a few moments, the fur under his shirt making for a soft place to rest her head 
even as it slowly rose and fell with his breathing. His warm embrace of her was more comfortable 
than she expected and despite being completely at his mercy... she felt safe.