Independence Day (Cooking vore including gore, scat after the full line of ----, lots of M/M sex) Relaxing nude on a bed, a lithe rat named Giles played idly with a semi-hardon. As he watched his lover step out of the bathroom, freshly showered, he grinned. "Looking good, Nick! Get yourself cleaned out OK?", he asked as he examined the boar closely. Nick was a rather large and husky boar, sporting a half-hard cock himself. "Yep. The juice fast definitely helped with that...", said Nick, referring to the five days he'd spent without eating solid food. He then grabbed a large package of razors and shaving cream, as well as some electric razors. "Now for the tough bit." Giles grinned and got up. "Yeah, this is going to be a job...but you'll be worth it. I can't wait to sink a tooth into that ass of yours.", he said as he switched on the electric clippers and started shaving off the topmost fur. "You're gonna be delicious, babe." Nick seemed thoughtful. "Babe? I wonder if that's how Babe ended up..." His voice trailed off as he thought about the movie, continuing to shave himself. "Either way, this is going easier than expected. It's hard to believe how much fur you have, though, until it's on the floor." Giles chuckled. "We're only half done, now...", he said as he sprayed a large pouf of foam into one paw. "Now to get a bit closer..." Nick smiled. "Yep. Be sure to get every nook and cranny - you wouldn't want to get hair in your food." After a few solid hours of shaving, the boar was completely devoid of hair, from the tips of his ears all the way down to his hooves. He flexed and struck a pose, his muscles bulging and matching nicely with his beer gut. "What do you think, dear?", asked the boar, knowing the answer. "Scrumptious. You're going to be sensational...", said Giles. "Now, come over and give me one last sendoff. Fuck me like you did when we first got married!" Nick grinned even more widely, pouncing the lithe rat in the bed and easily slipping his cock into the rat's stretchy hole. "You got it, honey. I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you're gonna still be feeling it as I turn on the spit tomorrow!" The hairless boar was merciless in fucking the smaller rat, who loved it. Giles loved being penetrated deep, and Nick took joy in watching his cock bulge out from the lithe fur's tummy. After several minutes of good, hard pounding, both furs shot their load, Nick's going deep inside his lover and Giles' spraying the ceiling with seed. They cuddled each other and tried to go to sleep, but both were far too excited for that - they ended up fucking at least 4 more times over the course of the night. -------The next day------- Nick plundered through the kitchen, grabbing sauces and checking on side items. "It was great of your Mom to send over some potato salad for the cookout! I always loved her cooking...", he said as he set out a few things. "Yep! She wishes she could come, but she's going to be sharing a spit with Dad out in the Carribean. They promised to have a friend send some pictures!", said Giles, pulling out a nice contingent of knives. "Ooh, I can't wait to see that...", said Nick, "I didn't realize your Dad was a preyboy." Giles chuckled. "First of all, I don't think you'll be able to see the pictures from the picnic table. As for Dad...he's not, but Mom really wanted to, and he's getting up there in age - he decided it'd be best to use his meat while he's still in his prime." ------ A few hours later ----- Guests had arrived and were mingling over drinks and appetizers. Giles was sporting an apron emblazoned with "Eat the cook!", while Nick was completely nude, taking great joy in showing off various cuts of meat for the guests. Without his fur, his muscles were on full display, and he ended up giving more than a few of the guests a good hard fucking or a ride on his hole. Eventually, it was time for the main attraction. Nick went inside, took a quick shower to get the cum off, then climbed up onto a picnic table, lying on his back. "I thought you'd all like to see every step of the preparations...", said Giles as he sharpened a knife on the pole. "We'll start with the gutting, then we'll be stuffing Nick (In a different way than you've all been stuffing him!), spitting him and putting him over the fire. Should take several hours, so if you want to try to find ways to make the wait interesting, I don't think anybody would mind.", he smirked, eying some of the cockbulges in the audience. Nick added, "Yep! Happy Fourth, everybody! Thanks for coming out, I've been wanting this for a long time, and I'm really excited!" Giles brought the tip of his knife down to the bottom of the boar's ribcage. "Any last words before the cutting, dear?" Nick looked thoughtful for a few minutes. "Bon appetite! Be sure to not let me burn! Other than that, I'm just meat now!" Giles smiled, a little bit bittersweet, but his cock was rock-hard, as was Nick's. He plunged the knife into Nick's ample belly and cut downwards, then started pulling out entrails and adding them to a very large bowl. He was careful to leave the heart, lungs and prostate, though, so that Nick could enjoy his time on the spit. Nick gasped and panted. The pain was great, but he'd been prepared for it. As a total masochist, he loved every moment of it, from the first swipe of the knife too the last chop removing his small intestines. He loved it even more when Giles started taking great handfuls of stuffing and cramming it into his empty stomach cavity, then sewing it up. He felt like he was going to burst, he was so full. Next, the spit. Giles brought over a huge pole made of aluminum and lined it up with Nick's hole. He slid it in and asked, "How are you feeling, hon?" As the pole slid further and further through the stuffing, Nick groaned. "It...it hurts, but it feels amazing. I don't know what you did, but you're hitting all the right....gack!" He gurgled as the pole started to come up through his esophagus and out the mouth. The boar just grinned around the pole, the bloody red tip dripping as it exited his maw. Next, Giles staked Nick's wrists and ankles to the spit, piercing them with a pole and fastening it tight. With several friends, he managed to put Giles over the fire and get the motor started to keep him turning, so that he'd cook evenly. Giles was in heaven. He started pulling himself back and forth on the spit, fucking himself hard with every stroke. He gasped as he started to cum when the basting brush worked over his cock, mixing barbecue sauce and seed in a delicious combination. Nick smiled as he saw Gilees fucking a cute steer. He wondered if the predatory mouse would be having beef for dinner soon, or if he'd be the one riding the spit next time. For his part, Giles loved letting Nick watch him enjoy himself. The party served a second purpose - letting him test out potential new lovers. After all, he'd need a new husband after this whole thing was over. The rat got fucked until his hole was dripping and pounded his own cock into countless furs in reckless abandon, stopping every now and then to slather the twitching boar with more barbecue sauce, taking pleasure in hitting special spots that he knew the boar loved. After his sixth orgasm. Nick started to slow down. He felt his muscles starting to weaken, to become more tender. He smelled a delicious smell - himself. He was in heaven as he began setting a slower, more steady pace. Noticing this, Giles grabbed a knife and said, "Just like I promised, let me get you a taste of yourself...." He sliced off a nipple and placed it onto the boar's tongue. Nick licked at the morsel. It was exquisite. Well-marbeled, juicy, the barbecue sauce playing against the wonderful pork notes. He was delicious, just as he'd always dreamed of. As he drifted out of consciousness and into the great kitchen in the sky, his only regret was that he wouldn't be able to taste whoever Giles hooked up with next. A few hours later, Giles and the other assembled furs pulled Nick off of the fire and put him on a bed of lettuce. Pulling out the pole, the group marveled at how amazing he looked. Giles grinned as he climbed up on the table and said, "So, as I get one last chance at this fine boar ass, you can all enjoy a hearty meal. Be sure to give him a kiss if you enjoyed it!" The rat started fucking the corpse slowly as he cut off slices and handing them to guests, then slicing off the boar's cock once he was finished. It didn't take long for Nick to be reduced to a pile of bones and a head. ----The next day---- Giles woke up and stretched, patting his slightly-full belly as he got out of bed, admiring the steer he had just slept with. It was odd being on top that much, but he was sure he could get used to it. He checked his e-mail - Nick's leather and mounted head was ready for pickup. Smiling, the rat made a note to pick both up later. The leather would make a fine belt and wallet, and Nick would look fantastic next to Giles' 5 exes above the fireplace. -------------------------------------------------------------- There was one last thing to do; his final fuck with Nick. Giles went to the bathroom and sat upon the toilet, pulling out a sexy photo he'd taken of the boar. He slowly pawed as his bowels went to work. He groaned as a massive log pressed at his prostate, causing him to leak pre. "Wonderful, love...even as shit, you still really know how to fuck me.", he said, grunting, as he sent another one into the toilet. It took 3 flushes for the rat to get all of Nick out of him. The rat blew a kiss to the toilet. "Goodbye, love. You were an amazing fur, delicious, and I hope you enjoy floating in my septic tank as much as I enjoyed putting you there!"