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The large wolf pressed into the cool house, huffing as\nher bare shoulders had their fur pulled up to standing on edge in the cool air, the black tank top\nbarely helping her against the chilling air.\n\nRoxy adjusted her loose grey jeans, a sizable bulge growing as those piercing amber eyes\nfell onto the bunny’s sleeping form. Boots softly stepping across hardwood flooring as she\napproached Monica, snickering quietly to herself while setting the bag of Wendy’s off to the\ncoffee table. Sighing while casing off her jeans and freeing her throbbing thorn, Roxy began to\nwiggle herself up under the sleeping rabbit.\n\nMonica barely stirred as her head found a new pillow in the form of Roxy’s large breasts,\ntenderly nuzzling into the warmth with a light muttering of whatever fluttery dream was rattling\naround in her mind. Monica rested on the soft grey wolf while lazily throwing her arms around\nRoxy ina sleepy haze, the wolf snickering quietly as her shemale shaft continued to rise into the\nair between those meaty bunny thighs. The eager wolf wedged her muzzle into the large bunny\near, whispering a hushed melody to attempt to wake up Monica without startling or scaring the\nsleepy rabbit.\n\nWith little response besides a sleepy huff, Roxy’s paws began to slowly feel over\nMonica’s body, rolling against her plush fur under the lab coat. Sighing with pleasure, the wolf\ngently groped the bunny butt, squeezing it lightly and getting a little gasp of pleasure from the\nsteadily awakening rabbit. The throbbing wolf dick peering between the brown thighs of Monica\nmade a tent in the cutely sprawled out lab coat, steadily hardening with each little squeeze, the\nsounds from the bunny fueling the aroused fire.\n\nThere was a somewhat unspoken agreement between the pair where breeding in sleep\nwas okay, as long as it didn’t end up in Monica getting her tail-hole knotted. Roxy kept to this,\nslowly reaching down to press her dick to the dead tired bunny who seemed almost like a corpse,\nthe red tip finding its way towards the soft folds of Monica’s cunt. The slow, aching penetration\nwas almost enough to shoot the bunny awake, gasping and lightly nuzzling back into those CC\nsized breasts of the wolf-herm.\n\nSleep was rapidly fading as more and more of the seven-inch dick eased deeper and\ndeeper into the cavernous folds of Monica’s heated muff, getting the bunny’s green eyes to\nsleepily blink open for barely a moment. Upon seeing the grey fluff, assuming it’s the throw\npillow, Monica gingerly nuzzled back into it while lightly backing up on the large dick prodding\ninto her body. “Noooo...” The brown bunny sleepily called out to whatever dream force she\n\fassumed responsible, “No touchie....” Monica yawned softly while relaxing, her senses still\nrather dulled from rest.\n\nThe wolf, however, was taking the sleeping bunny in stride while pressing the rather fat\nknot to her folds, starting to get a nice and quick thrusting going. Monica in turn was jolted\nawake as the large force in her body pulled out and pressed back in, white paws pressing against\nthe couch and Roxy, faltering a bit before steadying herself. Dark green eyes opening wide as\ndinner plates while staring into the magenta eyes of her canine partner. A lustful pant cooed from\nthe pair as Monica’s cheeks flushed with blush, Roxy’s maw turning and twisting into a smirk.\n\nAccepting the situation within a moment, Monica cuddled back up to Roxy’s firm tits,\nlightly kissing them through the black tank top while the meaty shaft roughly prodded her\nfurnace like cunt. The wolf responded with a soft grope on the bunny’s plump rear, getting\nMonica to moan heatedly into the breasts as Roxy snickered and laughed under her.\n\n“Well, good morning. I got here a minute ago, with no answer at the door. So, I let\nmyself in and I couldn’t resist getting a piece of this A Plus meat.” The rough shemale groped\nthe other cheek in return, the bunny lightly bucking with a dreamy whine of pleasure.\n\nMonica moaned hotly, gripping into the grey fur while thrusts happened every single\nsecond the large wolf was pounding away into her now dripping cunt. “Th-thank you for taking\nmy cunt over my ass, at least~” Monica panted out, biting into the fabric of the tank top witha\nmuffled groan of bliss.\n\n“Shhh~” Roxy cooed with a low growl, moving one of her paws to press the bunny’s face\ndeeper into the cleavage. “I like it when you’re a corpse, Monica~ And don’t worry, I got you...\nmmm...” The wolf’s easy growling and teasing was broken by a stifled moan, attempting to\nshove in deeper with the expanding knot straining at the lips of the bunny. “I-I, yea, I got you\nsome food we can share. Only after, though~”\n\nThe orgasm was just subtle and sweet, not as pronounced as it would be with most, but it\nwas just as much pleasure for both as the large knot swelled past the juicy rabbit cunt lips.\nMonica was basically screaming a moan in pleasure while getting lightly suffocated in the\nplump, plush breasts, melting like warm chocolate in the larger wolf’s grasp. As the red flesh\ndisappeared within the sweet white furred muff, the pair were tied together by their heat and lust.\n\nThe almost pleasureless orgasm slowly subsided as Monica was left huffing on Roxy’s\nchest, shifting her position to wrap those brown and white arms around the large woman’s neck\nin a tight hug. “N-now to wait a half hour to really... do business?” She sighed out, resting her\nhead on the sizable tits.\n\nNodding absently, Roxy began to pull the bunny up with her to sit up on the couch.\nMonica yawned while sleepily clinging to the large wolf, the lab coat serving as a pitiful cover\nfor them both. The sweet little cuddly aftermath lasted a handful of minutes as the two got their\nbearings and caught their breaths, Monica slowly pressed back on the knotted dick, huffing as it\nremained stuck in her. The pair exchanged small talk, cuddling together while sharing the\n\fcontents of the Wendy’s bag together, Monica feeding Roxy a few fries and vice versa for a\nveggie burger for the near starving rabbit.\n\nSooner than they knew, the knot was deflating and the bunny was quick to try to pull off,\nsighing as the large meat fell from her folds with a wave of potent cum following soon after.\n“Pff, I guess Pll get to clean THIS mess when you go. Regardless....” Monica trailed off with a\nsoft, panting lull in her voice, standing and brushing herself off, stretching with a few joints\npopping as she groaned with tension being released. “Would you like to talk business of guts and\nthat gross stuff?”\n\nThe wolf having her own seed splashing out onto her crotch and the couch huffed, laying\nback while lightly rubbing the still somewhat swelled knot. Roxy looked up to the bunny\nstretching and showing off that supple and lithe body, smiling lightly as she was wanting to talk\nbusiness after a good fucking. “I do like guts and gross stuff.” The wolf teased as she sat up,\neasing to stand “Well, you said something about saving their hearts, if I recall? Really gonna\nmake art projects from them like a psycho?” Roxy didn’t bother dressing for the fact that the\nwolf dick was still prominently out of her sheath, having foresight to know it would be used\nagain within the hour.\n\nAs Roxy stood and stretched herself, Monica was off throwing away the useless remains\nof the fast food they devoured like beasts, the little cotton tail poking from the lab coat as she\nwalked off. “Oh, hush. You know I do this... weird stuff. Remember when I kept the eyes of\nSarah?” She said simply and bluntly, easing her quick form over towards the door of the\nbasement once more. The wolf let out a satisfied huff and a roll of her eyes, crossing her arms\nover her chest.\n\nThe lock gave way as the pair pressed down into the cool aired basement, the two\ngruesomely mutilated corpses resting on the table together just as Monica left them. Roxy gave a\nbit of a whistle while seeing the state they were in, the bunny swapping to be more businesslike\nand leaped to action, walking towards the bucket of organs collected from the pair of corpses\nresting idly on the table. Easing the heavy metal container up towards the wolf who was busy\ninspecting the area, the steely eyed Monica whistled lightly to get her attention once more with a\nlight scowl.\n\n“Tm in a bit of a rush to keep working on their bodies, so... in all honesty, it was a good\nbreak, but I would like to get the deal done?” Monica suggested with a little teasing snarl,\nhearing her own edge and attempting to soften it within the same breath.\n\nRoxy’s equally steely gaze turned down to the bunny, a bit of a dominant prowess\nshowing in those steely magenta eyes while taking the bucket and setting it aside. “Well, bun,\nwhat’s the point of having corpses if you don’t play with them?” She said gently with a lustful\nlull, easing in closer and using her height to attempt to intimidate the bunny, feral instincts rising\nin her with the smell of dried blood in the air.\n\nRetreating back and pressing her rear to the table that held Alice’s corpse prominently,\nMonica turned to the red fluffed body and then back to focusing on the large grey wolf with an\n\fsubtly fearful expression. “What exactly are you suggesting? Changing the deal, I-I would\nguess?” She stated lowly, shooting back while easing the cold corpse of Trace from the floor to\nher lap. “If I were to assume, you'd like to breed with some dead bodies?”\n\nA sly, toothy grin came crawling across Roxy’s face as she eased in, pressing her sheath\nagainst the weasel’s flaccid dick, pressing the empty corpse into Monica’s front. “Well, what is it\nthey say about smart bunnies? If I were to have it my perfect way, I’d get first dibs on your body,\nbut I can deal with your friends instead. Maybe Ill get you suck the tip as I knot their holes.”\n\nIf the corpse could blush, Trace would be blushing like the bunny holding him with arms\nfirmly placed around his chest. “W-well, uh...” The strong, flirtatious threat sent Monica\nfumbling with words, hugging the empty weasel closer to her form. “May I... get a moment to\nput in a brace? I took out both of their spines and, well, they'll collapse without it. If I had more\ntime and energy to prep them for use, I would’ve done it, but...” She began to sloppily explain.\n\n“Fine.” The wolf huffed softly, letting a powerful paw caress the blushing bunny’s cheek\nin an aggressive yet tender way. “Make it quick, we need to work on a deal later for me getting\nyour dead ass to fuck like a onahole.” Roxy teased, pressing with her full weight over the weasel\nto press a rough kiss against Monica’s lips. The heated and loving kiss made the bunny grasp\nTrace tighter, like a child holding a plush toy, but also got arousal flowing in her cum soaked\nloins.\n\nNodding swiftly and wiggling out from under Roxy, Monica set up the pair of corpses to\nbe lying face down on the table. The wolf took more of a backseat at this point, easing off to\nallow Monica to work more in peace while eyeing the little storage closet in the back.\nMeanwhile to her prodding search, the busy brown bunny began to bop around the cool\nbasement to find whatever she needed to fix up the bodies for a good bit of use.\n\nSteely green eyes began to look over the bodies, pulling out a tape measurer to properly\nget the dimensions of the area between ribcage and pelvis at the most realistic stretch. Digging\naround in her tool box, Monica produced one steel frame with a curve that fits the general shape,\nfour sturdy posts to provide a bit of help for the sheer weight it'll keep up. First, she began to\nwork on Trace with an easier form to work with, slotting in the frame and using a screw driver in\norder to fit it to size. The steel pressed in between the two sets of bones, setting it in a sturdier\nspace while also keeping it open for anything to fit inside.\n\nThe bunny sighed, fidgeting around in her tool drawer a bit more, attempting to find a\nsecond frame in order to use to no avail. Popping her joints for a moment and a quick look at the\nclock shown she’s been working for five or so minutes, having made good progress with fitting\nthe frame for work. Clearing her throat and getting to work, she began to set in a bit of superglue\nin order to attach it more permanently to the weasel’s bones, spritzing a bit of accelerator to\nmake the glue dry faster. Doing a test fit to make sure everything was fine, Monica tugged the\nloose flesh of his back over the frame, seeing the skin lined up as perfect as possible to the other\nside.\n\f“Okay.” Monica groaned out, pulling the now noticeably heavier weasel into her lap sat\nup straight, no longer falling so the ribcage sat on his pelvis. “Rox? Would you like to take him\nnow?”\n\nThe wolf turned back from the closet which she was attempting to get a peak of what was\ninside. Facing Monica and Trace’s corpse, Roxy smiled slowly while walking over, the large\nshemale slowly easing the weasel up to his feet. “Mmm, well, I’m guessing his tail hole’s pretty\ntight? Regardless, looks like a good fuck regardless~” Roxy cooed lightly, slowly pulling\nTrace’s limp arms around her neck in a hug with the dead.\n\n“Well, I’m glad you like him so far. I still need to work on the face, primarily getting the\neyes replaced with glass ones.” The bunny stated dryly while inspecting her own work, easing up\nbehind Trace’s corpse and embracing him with the wolf, feeling the metal cage in his belly with\na soft, prideful churr. “Roxy, what was it you suggested on doing earlier? Me sucking something\nwhile you fuck something else? Still want to do that?” The now eager and heated bunny said, the\njoy of working on such a fun project getting her in the mood to bend to whatever her partner’s\nwill was, a bit of a mischievous smirk on her cute little face.\n\nRoxy was already taking the moment into her grasp, lifting one of the weasel’s plush\nthighs and pressing her growing wolf-meat dick towards the pillow-like butt. Huffing out a little\nlaugh as Monica eased away, watching the dick poke into the asshole, the wolf growled lowly\nwhile easing the pointed red tip within that plush rear. Sighing and grumbling, Roxy steadily\npressed in more and more with the loose hole barely pressing against the rather thick shaft.\n“Well?” The wolf growled lowly as her thick cock began to press into the empty space where\nTrace’s bowels would be, moving from the cool flesh to the cool air. “Aren’t you going to get\ndown and suck on it? Go on, stick your head in his stomach, I don’t think he minds.” She teased\nwhile grabbing the corpse’s chin, starting to do some baby talk to it, “You don’t mind, don’t you,\nsweet little corpse?”\n\nAs the herm laughed a bit at her own joke, Monica was obeying quite eagerly while\nmoving the brown furred flesh aside, pressing her head into the empty space of Trace’s body. A\nlustful moan came as her face pressed against the cool yet still moist interior of the weasel,\nslowly allowing her tongue to lick his flesh. With Roxy’s inpatient growl overhead, Monica\nsighed while easing down to the living and warm cock, giving it a little kiss on its head now\ncovered in messy precum.\n\nAs the bunny began to press down further and further down the shaft, she eventually\nkissed the other side of the asshole currently being pressed up against a rather thick and powerful\nknot on the other end. Roxy playfully bucked a bit, sending Monica gagging within Trace as the\ncock prodded down the rabbit’s throat a bit more. Sighing, the bunny kept rather still in Trace’s\ninnards as the wolf began to pound with a slow and steady momentum, pulling out of the limp\ncorpse just to ram it all back in within a second. Every heated thrust sent the corpse jolting up a\nbit before laying back on Roxy’s soft chest, the wolf constantly needing to readjusting him while\nthe tailhole was steadily getting ruined posthumously.\n\fHeated and lustful gasps and groans filled the air, the sheer majority coming from the\nwolf currently turning the live bunny and dead weasel into her fuck toys for the night. The thick\nand powerful shaft continued to pull in and out of the corpse as well as the bunny’s maw, Roxy\nsteadily heating up while ramming that knot against the hole again and again, primal urges\nslowly taking over. “M-Monica...” She growled out while pulling back and ramming forward\nwith a forceful jolt to the corpse. “I-I’m gonna destroy your toy~” She growled fiercely while\nshe pulled out towards the tip once more, the bunny slightly confused while emerging from\nwithin the body.\n\nAs she exited, Monica saw what Roxy was meaning as the knot instantly rammed in,\nsplattering the innards of Trace with white wolf spunk. Although that’s where she stopped with\nMonica, this wolf was still eager for more when it came to the limp weasel, two hands grasping\nthe hip and ass roughly while pulling the somewhat heavy corpse higher up. The knot began to\nexit while swelling up, Roxy starting to knot fuck the limp corpse as that asshole was made\nlooser and looser, the thick red and white dick bounding in and out at such a rapid pace that flesh\nbegan to tear. The weasel jolted and bounced like in a rodeo, laying back in a position that\nlooked rather uncomfortable, one of Roxy’s hands pulling up the corpse once more.\n\nThe bunny stood back; pure awe, fear, and arousal exploding as so many emotions began\nto take shape from the intense breeding display before her. As Roxy pulled Trace in for what\nMonica assumed to be a kiss, the rabbit gasped sharply as the wolf knotted for the fifth and final\ntime, powerful jaws biting down into the cold throat of the weasel. Watching with wide eyes and\nblushing cheeks, Monica found her hand reaching down to her previously cum soaked folds\nwhile the sharp and easily distinguishable sound of bone snapping filled the air, the wolf\nshattering the neck vertebra in the weasel.\n\n“T-I...” Monica began to speak hesitantly while Roxy’s paws began to cut into the near\nbloodless corpse, sweet red flesh being revealed in the weasel’s plump butt. “W-well, uh... I-\nI...” The flustered bunny could barely respond to the barbaric, arousing display of power. The\nwolf steadily bit away at the neck before the head came rolling off, landing on the floor with a\nmeaty thud. Blushing a vibrant pink while looking at Roxy and what remains of Trace’s cold\ncorpse, Monica jerked her fingers away from her dripping cunt and focused on buttoning her lab\ncoat back in place in a feeble attempt to hide her rather pungent arousal from the wolf.\n\n“You what? Spit it out.” Roxy said with a soft huff, sitting on the metal chair with the\nbrown corpse in her lap, glimpses of the large swelled knot being able to be seen from the cut in\nthe back of the headless corpse. “You're a horny rabbit wanting to be next?” The wolf teased,\nlaying back and slouching in the chair, licking her paws clean of the very light blood splattered\non those rough claws. From the intensifying blush on the bunny in question, Roxy gave a bit of a\njoking growl while licking her lips to make it even worse, forcing Monica to blush so red that it\ncould be confused for a stop sign.\n\nThe bunny turned away ina flustered huff while being teased, starting to case the red\npanda corpse to herself while taking a seat at the metal desk. There was no response as the bunny\nidly ran her paw over the cold slit in across Alice’s back, the empty cave being the same as\n\fTrace’s. Monica attempted to even think how to go about fixing her up while also blocking out\nthe erotically threatening shemale across the room. “W-well, Rox.” She stated with a slight\nwaver in her tone while beginning to pile through her equipment hidden away in the desk, “I was\ngoing to say try to be gentle, but I guess... it’s a little late for that.” There was a soft and passive\nedge to her tone, but also the general aura of arousal and fear still heavy in her words while she\nconfronted the powerful wolf.\n\nA howling laugh came as Roxy began to actively lick and kiss the bitten neck, slobbering\nwhere the head last was to tease the rabbit. “Well, what, want me to pay you with a meal of your\nfriends’ organs? Doubt you can stomach it.” The wolf huffed out with a slight sneer in her tone,\nMonica’s ears perking up as her body curled in on itself, frustrated but also trying not to laugh at\nthe blunt pun. Seeing her leverage, Roxy began to press on the opening, holding the knotted\ncorpse close. “What? Starting to wish you cut me up about now so you don’t have to digest these\njokes I’m pullin’ out of my bowels?” She forcefully joked, but it didn’t have nearly the same\neffect as the accidental pun.\n\n“R-Roxy, please just... just stop, please, those puns are just... cold knives IN my ears.”\nMonica winced out, smiling enough to hurt, a light whine of a stifled laugh signaling to Roxy the\nminor success she had. “Just, uh... please enjoy his corpse? How does it feel?” The bunny said\nturning around, attempting to change the subject. Upon seeing them, she flushed once more upon\nseeing the large wolf from a downward angle, the ruined corpse of her partner in her grasp.\nVibrant green eyes expanded wider while looking up at it, a bit of a hesitation in her throat while\nsquirming in place. noticing the claw and teeth marks, Monica briefly awed sheer power that\nwould’ve been needed to sever the head so perfectly and carve such deep cuts.\n\nThe large herm slowly leaned down, Trace’s arms flopping slightly back in an\nuncomfortable position as Roxy eased in close to Monica, almost nose to nose. There was a light\ngrowl rumbling through the air, instilling an aroused fear Monica while the wolf began to tease\nagain. “He’s cold, soft, and rather loose; good enough to make me cum. I really wish I had your\nsoft flesh on my dick and in my mouth, Monica.” Roxy spoke gently and coolly, licking the\nshocked bunny’s cheek briefly while allowing her a good view of the powerful jaws, just to\nattempt to terrify and turn on the shocked rabbit. “If I could be honest, tt was more your licks and\nsucks that made me cum nice and hard~”\n\nMonica lagged in her work with the limp corpse of Alice in her lap, frozen looking away\nfrom the large wolf with a brightly blushing face. The limp and spineless red panda fell over the\nrabbit’s shoulder, her head laying there while lazily looking up at Roxy and the headless body of\nTrace. “R-Roxy...” Monica spoke softly, a clear lull of what even to say to the large wolf that\nwas just making her swoon so effortlessly with her aggressive yet fun nature. “C-can you...\nplease get me the metal brace out of him? Unless you want to ruin Alice, too, then never mind.”\n\nThe clarity the rabbit expressed in attempting to act indifferent to Roxy’s teasing while\nnot-so-secretly enjoying them, the wolf huffed lightly while leaning in and pushing the weasel’s\ncorpse up to the red panda. “Only if my little bunny would give me a kiss before I start tearing\nup your weasel to be just thin strips of weasel-bacon~” She cooed happily with pursed lips. As\n\fshe awaited her kiss, the pair of corpses accidentally kissed, the cool stump of Trace’s neck\npressing to Alice’s face in a tired and loose kiss on the visible vertebra of his spine.\n\nAs the wolf teased more and more, Monica’s fur and hair started to stand on end with\neach succulent syllable that slide ever so delicately from the savage Roxy. Turning silently to\nface her, blush filling in the fluff of her cheeks, the bunny slowly eased up and pressed an\naffectionate kiss onto the wolf’s awaiting lips. Roxy recoiled slightly for a moment before easing\none of her paws onto the cheek of the bunny, Monica doing the same while pressing into the\nloving embrace of their warm lips. The rabbit slowly cased the panda off her lap, letting the\nreddish-brown body fall to the tarp. Swiftly throwing both of her lab coat covered arms around\nthe large herm’s neck, Monica opened her maw to allow the wolf to prod and taste her sweet\ninnards, at least down her throat.\n\nAs the heat between both of them grew, Roxy’s dick still firmly wedged in Trace’s ass\nthrobbed hard, the knot refusing to give way as her extra paw began to slide down her front\ntowards the weasel’s rear. Monica attempted to pull away for a moment to catch her breath,\nbeing shoved back into the wolf’s thick scent in the same motion while the wolf began to pinch\nand cut through the asshole of the corpse properly wedged on her dick. Slowly, the corpse was\npulled away and equally dropped to the floor, landing on its severed head while the musky scent\nof Roxy’s arousal more clearly filled the air. The powerful wolf took the freeing feeling and ran\nwith it, shoving her thick tongue into Monica’s mouth while making the rabbit gasp and moan in\nthe heated scene, having her throat almost tongue fucked!\n\nRoxy took a step closer while running her claw down the inner edge of Monica’s lab\ncoat, running over each ribbon of her corset piercings while firmly pressing her high heeled boot\ndown on the weasel’s rear. With the new angle, Monica began to stand into Roxy’s kiss,\nwiggling in closer to the warm shemale’s body with light, muffled moans falling free from her\nlips. It was too much for her, the once simple kiss becoming more of a make out session at this\npoint! There was no real logical way to complain, even with work done. The musk of her partner\nbegan to cloud her mind in a sweet obedience. Sighing dreamily, the feeling of Roxy’s powerful\ntongue thrash around within her smaller maw, Monica unable to help her loins becoming wet\nwith arousal once more.\n\nForcing herself away, Monica pressed one of her hands to Roxy’s maw, looking away\nand panting heavily. Embarrassment was clear on her face and in every little huff she made,\nslowly coming back to her senses while looking up at the wolf, trying to hie the dreamy sheen in\nher eyes by acting more professional. “R-Roxy... th-that was nice, but I need to... get Alice all\nsituated, please.” The tired and sexually frustrated rabbit began to slowly press again, resting her\nslobber covered maw into the warm cleavage of the large wolf.\n\nSighing while drooling herself, Roxy couldn't help but to pet the little bunny with her\nface in her firm tits, smiling lightly while looking down at her. “Okay, okay, I get it. How about I\ngive you another good fucking before you get to work again? Another hard knotting and I'll let\nmy little, adorable slut bunny do her work~” The wolf filled with heat began to lean down,\nslowly licking the inner fluff of Monica’s ear, making her squirm and moan as the sensitive flesh\n\fwas teased. And just like that, the bunny was nodding while the wolf began to feel and grope the\nplush bunny butt.\n\nRoxy broke the warm embrace, stepping on Trace’s corpse and over Alice’s, then\nplopping herself on the metal chair Monica was working on earlier in the day. Patting her lap, a\nsweet little cloud of steamy, canine heat and musk rising from her cock and balls, a bit of drool\nlanding on the tip. The scene was a painted image of pure desire, the large and inviting form\ncalling Monica to meet her.\n\nThe lustful magenta eyes and little gesture was enough to really understand what to do\nfor the bunny, feeling a rather similar arousal. Slowly, she began to wiggle herself onto the large\nwolf's body, turning her back to Roxy while the heavy paws began to grasp her hips. A little\ngasp came as Monica had the warm tip of the canine cock shoved into her asshole this time\naround, shuddering with pleasure while feeling her innards being happily poked!\n\n“That’s it, that’s a good bunny~” Roxy growled with a playful tone, toying with that\nthick and plush bunny butt. “Go on, bounce on it.” She spoke with such a gentle and dominating\ntone, purely intoxicating to the rabbit as she began to obey. Slowly pressing down further to the\npoint that her tailhole rested on Roxy’s fat knot, the little rabbit let out a moan almost craving an\nbegging for more!\n\n“Y-yes, ma’am~” Monica churred with a sultry edge, starting to pull up the slick red\ndick, grunting lightly while slowly pushing back down in a huff. “C-can you set Alice on the\ntable?” She asked softly, planting her paws on the rough paws of Roxy on her hips, slowly\nbouncing up and down on the dick with her feet on the edges of the chair.\n\nGrunting while leaning over, the wolf drew the corpse of the red panda over and set her\non the metal table before the breeding pair. A soft, meaty thud came as her paws returned to the\nbunny’s hips, giving a nice hard buck into the little cock sleeve of a rabbit while moaning in\npleasure. “Mhmm, I should’ve tried your tailhole way earlier~ Perfect and tight.” She spoke\nsweetly, teasing the bunny by growling sweetly into her ear, nipping at the sensitive fluff.\n\nMonica gasped sweetly while getting the hard buck deep into her body, making a little\nbulge in her stomach while easing back into the wolf. “Th-thanks, Roxy, please go nice and easy\non me? A-at least for now?” She said with a slightly erotic yet nervous tone in her voice,\ndropping her weight down once more while the thick knot slammed against her sensitive tailhole.\n\n“Pfff~” Roxy blew a raspberry into Monica’s ear, giving it a brief kiss while pulling nice\nand hard on her hips, making the bunny’s belly bulge more prominent as the knot threatened its\nlittle visit into the rabbit hole. “I know you like it rough and you can take a good bit of pain, so\nI’m not too worried.” The wolf was indifferent as Monica huffed sweetly, unable to really claim\nthat Roxy was wrong in stating it. Suddenly, the claws began to dig into her sensitive flesh more,\nthe wolf artificially making Monica move faster.\n\n“A-ah!~” Monica moaned sweetly while feeling the claws pull her up and down at a\nmore feverous rate, feeling her insides being fucked nice and hard. “R-Roxy! D-don’t... don’t\n\fstop, please...~” The bunny swiftly melted while getting the hard fucking, the bulge emerging\nevery now and then as the wolf thrusted deeper and deeper into that malleable bunny butt.\n\nRough paws grasped at Monica’s hips, claws digging into the sweet and squishy flesh\nwhile drawing a few rogue drops of blood. The bunny, too caught up in the lust and heat,\ncouldn’t care about the blood dripping down the side of her leg. Craving, desiring moans from\nthe two women filled the air, the pair of corpses forced to watch as Monica got her tight tailhole\npounded by the powerful wolf! Gasping as her eyes exploded wide open, Monica felt the potent\nknot press into her folds, slowly inflating while spurting a weaker load from Roxy’s still rather\nfull balls. Those pretty green eyes rolled back in her head while pleasure filled her, Roxy’s snout\nbeing shoved into her ear to lick and bite her sensitive spots. All the little, light teasing touches\nover her form made the bunny cum without a single touch to her cunt, a soft mist like spray\ntrickling down the shemale’s legs.\n\nPleasure overwhelmed the sweet little bunny, almost making her black out for a moment\nwhile held in close by the powerful wolf. The pair huffed in unison, the pleasure starting to be an\nintoxicating experience. Monica was the first to act, bouncing back quickly while turning on the\nimmobilizing knot, facing Roxy just enough to plant a loving kiss onto her lips. Sighing and\nlaughing softly, Monica eased back into the warm chest of the wolf, who’s bloodied paws began\nto wrap possessively around the little rabbit.\n\n“Tl just...” Monica began with a tired sigh of pleasure, nuzzling into the woman’s grey\nfurred shoulder, placing a small kiss on it. “I'll just rest here for a moment... work will come\nlater, I just want to relax on you, Roxy....”\n\nThe wolf smiled while slowly petting the bunny’s head, leaning back in the chair, Roxy\ngroaned. “I swear, I can just breed you all day, but this cuddling is just... the best. Even if we’re\nnot facing each other.” As she laid there with the warm and nuzzling rabbit in her grey arms, the\nshemale began to slowly drift off as Monica sat firmly on the knotted dick, a sizable bulge\npresent in her belly.\n\nIt took around about half an hour for the bunny to stir back to work, huffing sweetly\nwhile still feeling the knot having tied itself deep within her warm asshole. Monica’s ears were\ntickled by the heavy snoring of her living seat Roxy, feeling the wolf’s chest rise and fall witha\nsweet snore that almost sounded like a playful snarl or growl. As the scene became clear to\nMonica again, the rabbit yawned softly while leaning back into the warm fluff of Roxy, dark\ngreen eyes cast down on Alice’s corpse just on the table before her.\n\nA light sigh came out as she eased off the comfy chest of the sleeping wolf, using all her\nweight and energy to scoot the metal chair with their two forms closer to the metal desk without\nwaking her partner. The bulge in her stomach made it hard for Monica to focus while grasping\nonto the cold body of Alice, huffing while her face softly rested on the plush, chilled breasts.\nAlice made no fuss, as if she would care weather alive or dead, but Monica eased away as fast as\nshe landed on it. Slowly, the paws covered with dry blood began to flip the red panda over on her\n\fstomach, sighing with a loud huff while seeing the slit neatly down her back, the lack of a spine\nof her previous work session before a... “distraction” came in.\n\nDark green eyes slowly looked over towards Trace’s mangled corpse on the ground a\ngood bit away, the shiny metal cage between his nbs and pelvis glinting out in the light of the\ndesk lamp. A low sigh came as Monica stretched, attempting to reach the weasel’s leg in order to\ndrag him over to scavenge the support from his body. She was unable to reach him by half a foot,\nthe knot and sleepy wolf lessening her range of movement. Grunting and straining, Monica\nended up barely snagging the brown fur, tugging him an inch before losing her grasp. It took\nanother minute of constant straining, half leaning over the floor for Trace’s corpse to be easily\naccessible by the bunny. Pulling the empty yet still weighty corpse into her lap, Monica let the\nstump of the decapitated stump rest on Alice’s body, slowly opening up the back and looking at\nthe spots of glue connecting the metal to bone.\n\nEasing a surgical scalpel into her hand, the rabbit swiftly cut through the drying glue,\nleaving the cage in her hands again. Gently setting the brown furred corpse down towards the\ntarp covered ground, he crumped up like a busted accordion. Sighing heatedly with the effort\nexpended on the little task already, Monica brushed her hair aside while shifting her focus on\nAlice’s sweet body once more. Smiling, Monica began to ease the cage into the space of her gut,\npressing the metal so it would fit snuggly to her ribs and pelvis like she did for Trace. A new bit\nof fresh glue was applied as she huffed quietly, starting to slowly sit the red panda up in her lap,\nlooking at the soft and tired looking face.\n\nThe lull of the head, the lifeless eyes, the open jaw... none of it appealed to the bunny\nwho looked a bit disgusted with the unworked expression of a soon-to-be-doll. The agile blade of\nthe scalpel was slowly run along the back of Alice’s neck, Monica churring softly and muttering\nsweet nothings, forcing the red panda to turn around with her open back to her. “Alice...” she\ncooed lightly while looking at the freshly exposed vertebra, running a white paw over each\nboney structure. “I don’t like how much your head falls to the side while you sit up. Your\nposture’s worse now than it was when you were breathing, somehow.”\n\nWith the joke not having anyone laugh, the wolf of a seat just huffing warm snores into\nthe otherwise cool air, Monica began to dig in her tool set with Alice propped up with one arm.\nSteadily casing an articulated shaft, starting to slowly ease it towards the useless spinal cord,\nsquinting while shoving it in. The muddled grey cord bulged as the metal structure steadily\npierced up higher and higher, Monica having to hold Alice with her legs and keep the head\nstraight with her off hand to make sure it set correctly.\n\nMetal scratched against the very base of the panda’s skull; a subtle, wet squish as flesh\nbetween metal and bone was squeezed. Carefully, Monica allowed the head to hang free, seeing\nhow well it stayed up, a satisfied smile on the rabbit’s face upon seeing Alice sitting up without\nher head slipping to the side! Pressing against the back of red head, Monica watched as her new\ndoll leaned forward, her head reacting naturally with her paw and being positioned in a new\nstance. Snickering, the rabbit pulled Alice’s skull back to a fully upright stance, pressing a lustful\nkiss to her cheek. With cach movement, there was a faint ratcheting sound as the articulated bar\n\fadjusted to the new position, the bunny not minding it while forcing the red panda to face her\nonce more.\n\nA simple and teasing boop went to Alice’s cold nose, the bunny smiling wide while\nstaring into those green, lifeless eyes. “Well, Alice, what would you like next? Would you like\nme to make your maw work better or your eyes?” She spoke as if not expecting an answer,\nrunning her paw over the cold cheek of her willing victim.\n\nWithout any answer of Alice’s preference, the bunny began to press the scalpel close to\nthe pretty woman’s eye. Slow and steady, Monica pressed into the flesh of the tear-duct and\nwiggling toward the sclera, reaching back into the skull and cut the connecting cord keeping the\neye in place. The eye came loose as the blade was pulled away, the sensitive structure squishing\nlightly in the bunny’s paw as Alice’s inactive brain was barely visible through the opened socket.\nThe process was repeated for the other beautiful eye, Monica setting the pair of perfectly usable\neyes aside while reaching into a prepared jar, pulling a pair of glass eyes from the same jar.\n\n“These were meant for Trace, since I would’ve chosen him as a cuddle toy over you, but\nseeing as he’s... more mangled than I planned for....” The bunny trailed off, slowly wiggling the\nfirst glassy eye into the socket; flesh squished and squirmed to her touch, a loud and sudden\nshlick coming as it popped into place. It looked real enough, the polished surface being a stand in\nfor the moisture live eyes had. Regardless of whatever missing realism, Monica was satisfied and\nbegan to slip the second eye into place, looking into the glassy eyes with a wide smile.\n\nSlowly, the bunny leaned in, licking the glass eyes sexually while testing the knot in her\ntailhole, whining lightly as it was barely deflated after all this time! Setting aside the annoyance\nof being bound to this spot by a living, sensitive object, Monica began to pet and rub Alice’s soft\nhead, churring sweetly. “My my, you’re shaping up to be a good toy~ I'd love to stuff you full\nof, well, stuffing. Your stomach, despite the metal, would be so fun to squish and lay on~” As\nthe rabbit fantasized and spoke her desires to the mindless doll, her hands began to explore the\nopen back of the red panda. Feeling over each and every rib with a sweet lust in her motions, the\nrabbit’s paw slowly slipped lower and grasped the plush rear in her greedy grasp.\n\nAfter a rather brief kiss on the loosely held maw, the bunny’s other hand pressed up to\nthe maw to feel the individual teeth. Shoving her hand further, Monica pressed against the\nmuscles that held the jaw closed while alive. Churring with a curious sound, she began to dig\ninto her drawer, shoving Alice to lay partially on the table before them. The angle of holding the\nsubject in her lap was awkward, yes, but it felt nicer and far more intimate to the rabbit to be\nsandwiched between a sleeping wolf and a ‘sleeping’ red panda.\n\nA pair of spring systems were pulled from the drawer, slowly being placed where the\ntendons rested. The rabbit whistling softly to herself as the metal was temporarily tacked in place\nwith a metal pin. Allowing the jaw to naturally move without the interference of her hand,\nMonica was pleased of the simple motion of the jaw half closed with a single spring in. The\nbunny began to shift away once more to get the matching spring set as well as a screwdriver and\nfour screws. A simple little press of the spring into place and screws digging into flesh and bone\nto hold firm for the time being. The process took a handful of minutes before the springs were\n\fproperly locked in place. Alice’s jaw, now firmly closed when not held, opened easily with\nMonica’s fingers dug into her lip, barely any pressure parting the cold maw. A churring snicker\ncame from the rabbit, who began to feel along her corpse doll’s maw again.\n\nAround the time the bunny was finishing up the doll’s touchups, she sat up with the dick\nin her body, huffing breathlessly as the knot pressed firmly on the inner edge of her tailhole. As\nAlice was resituated onto the metal work table, Monica tugged hard at the knot. Little regard was\nshown for Roxy as the irritation it caused in the bunny being unbearable over twenty minutes! It\ntook a hard tug, but the partially inflated knot fell from her rabbit hole as Monica stood up fast,\npractically falling against the desk with the corpse. The heavily sleeping wolf grunted and briefly\nstirred, sighing and laying back in the metal chair, going back to sleep with a faint snore.\n\nThen, Monica began the second to last production phase of the doll: the fun of simply\nstuffing the toy! The bunny began to wiggle around her entire basement workshop, searching and\nfinally pulling a sizable bag of firm stuffing out from the closet. Blowing dust off of it briefly,\nshe walked over to Alice, grasping handfuls and shoving them into her open back. Slowly filling\nthe back of her corpse with each individual tuft of stuffing, steadily filling up the ribcage before\nworking downwards from there. Overstuffing just enough, Monica began to take up needle and\nthread, steadily running the slim, piercing tool through flesh with a warm red-orange string,\nstitching the back together with a slow, methodical, professional nature. With the open cunt not\nhaving a womb to flow into, that served as a good breeding sleeve as well as an area to replace\nstuffing from without pulling out all the stitching! For the time being, the bunny was done,\ntaking her new toy into her arms and carrying her out of the drab and cold basement up towards\nthe living room, once again collapsing almost completely naked on the couch with only a lab-\ncoat and boots on, clinging lustfully to the red-panda snuff doll.\n\nAs the day went on into the late afternoon, the bunny was slowly stirred awake by the\nsizzling sound and succulent smell of flesh being cooked in her own kitchen. At first, Monica\nignored the smell and sound, burying her face into the corpse doll’s soft breasts while almost\nshoving away the rest of the world. For a moment, a yawn and hesitated gasp came, the bunny\nsitting up with a huff while looking down towards the kitchen, her lab coat open to expose her\nwhite front to the slowly warming house.\n\nDown the way from the faux leather couch sat in the middle of the living room, Roxy was\nseen completely naked in front of the stove. A steam stream rising from her work, magenta eyes\nfixated away from the bunny and red panda doll. Next to the large grey wolf herm was the\nbucket previously used to hold the organs for transportation, although from the looks of it...\nsome of the organs were already ripped out of the metal container.\n\nAs Monica yawned once more, Roxy’s ears perked up and made her look down towards\nthe bunny with her cunt pressed to the corpse’s chest, a warm and sly smile appearing on the\ncanine’s maw. “Oh, slept well, again? You need rest, honestly, ‘cause you keep passing out and\nwaking up again and again.” The wolf scolded while huffing, taking the currently used pan and\n\fpulling it away, showing the contents of a kidney frying in the cast iron object, being placed back\non the stove.\n\nThe bunny slowly stood, leaving Alice to lay in what looked like a rather uncomfortable\nposition while making her way over towards the chef of a wolf. Although she never said, Monica\nfound the skill Roxy put into preparing any meal, weather for her carnivorous appetite or not,\nwas just a terrifying sight to see as a prey species herself. As she pressed towards Roxy, Monica\ntook a tired look into the halfway filled bucket, huffing heavily while pulling away from the\nbloody and messy scene.\n\n“How long have I been asleep this time?” Monica sighed with a little yawn peppering the\nend of the brief sentence. The sluggish green eyes lazily looking over to the stove covered with\npans and pots, all four eyes of the stove cranking away a roaring heat to cook whatever feast the\nwolf was preparing for herself.\n\nMoving her large paw from the pan, Roxy pet the brown bunny before pulling her close\nto her breasts, starting to tease the rabbit by momentarily choking her. “Just long enough for me\nto get a good meal made. Probably gonna spend the weekend here, just so you know. Not like I\neven need a change of clothes.” The wolf joked a bit, squeezing Monica’s head tigter between\nher arm and breast.\n\nThe tired rabbit retreated halfheartedly while being pulled and squeezed, an adorable\nsqueak sounding off from the embarrassed bunny. “P-please take showers at least?” Monica said\nlightly while shoving away from the larger wolf, sighing a bit overdramatically. “And, well, I\nguess I’ll go on and take Alice outside to make sure she stays more... preserved. What did you\ndo with the rest of Trace, Rox? Throw him away?”\n\nTurning away, the large wolf pointed over to the couch with Alice’s contorted body, the\nruined brown furred corpse of Trace laying on the top of the couch, shoved off to the side to be\nout of the way. “Was honestly expecting you to wake up and accidentally make that thing fall on\nyou, but... yea. Not missing anything else besides the head and the guts. Prepping his kidney\nright now, actually.” Roxy stated bluntly while patting Monica’s head. The wolf began to lean in,\npulling Monica into a kiss in order to tease the tired bunny, forcing her to wake up while slipping\nthe rough canine tongue into her mouth. “I'll bring some food down to you, just get to work\nagain.”\n\nShe couldn’t just turn down an excuse to start feeling over Alice’s corpse once more in\norder to make sure it was perfectly preserved more-so than just being stuffed with cotton. Quietly\nblushing and storming off, the rabbit began to pull the surprisingly heavy snuff doll up into her\narms once more, holding her bridal style. “Anything you want to do with his corpse? It’s all\nyours, honestly, since you ‘re the one to tear it up.” Monica said accusingly to Roxy while\nwalking towards the basement.\n\n“Oh, yea, I planned to get him turned into a punching bag and speed bag set. Well, the\ntorso for the punching bag, and the head for the speed bag.” Roxy spoke quickly, looking over to\n\fMonica with a little wink. “Don’t be afraid to suck him off one last time, or make that dick into a\nhandle. Just....”\n\nThe bunny rolled her eyes, pulling the door open with her free hand while starting to\nwalk down the stairs, the corpse bouncing lightly in her arms. “Yes, I know, just be creative with\nwhatever Ill be doing with it. I’ll just come up and get his body after this, then” The bunny said\nidly while pulling the weight of Alice down towards the door, holding her up as best she could\nwhile fumbling with the handle for a moment\n\nAs Monica left Roxy to making her kidney breakfast, the bunny huffed and struggled\nupon pulling the freshly stuffed doll down into the cool room. Setting Alice down on the table\nfor a moment to situate herself, the bunny popped her back with a heavy huff, wrapping her arms\naround the doll. Heaving the cotton filled doll up into her arms once more, setting her limp body\nin place to be locked back in those shackles hanging from the ceiling, Monica huffed while\npulling away, seeing the red panda suspended fully by her wrists.\n\nThe brown rabbit eased away, finally buttoning the lab coat up all the way to be safe with\nthe coming events, rolling the sleeves down to protect her forearms. While pulling on a pair of\nlatex gloves over her white furred hands, Monica began to open up the little windows in the\nbasement, allowing some fresh air to flow through the room. Sliding a respirator over her white\nmaw and tightening it in place, the bunny began to ease a clear preservation solution from her\ntable, holding it and priming it with a little twist of the nozzle.\n\nA clean, clear mist of the special compound began to flow out over Alice’s body like a\nwarm summer shower after a day at the beach, the wet solution quickly setting as a temporary\nfirmness in the red-orange fur. Spritz after spritz, Monica eased around the living doll while\nmaking sure to get every nook and cranny, pressing those rather sexy legs apart and spraying a\nhealthy dose around the fluff of her cunt and inner thighs. As it landed on the Alice’s fur, it dried\nrather rapidly while the bunny eased away, snickering lightly behind the muffling respirator.\n\nThe fur of the red panda glistened in the light bathing in around her body from the\noutside world and the singular light fixture above her head, making her body seem to glow in the\nwarmth of it all. Satisfied, the bunny began to unhook the woman from her restraints, laying her\nface down on the table with a sneer, prodding her fingers deep into Alice’s exposed hole. “You\nknow, Alice,” Monica began to speak while the latex covered fingers prodded deeper into her. “I\nmight need to install a fake vagina, just so a dick’s not going in cotton. Should I have thought\nabout that before? Yes.” She spoke to herself with a huff of disappointment, lightly rubbing her\nother hand in Alice’s back.\n\nWhile the bunny slowly peeled herself away with a little glance over the doll of a woman\nlying on the table, she started her search for a penetrative sort of sex toy, one in a rather... pink\nand fleshy color. Upon finding one, Monica sat down by Alice, starting to cut the ends of the\nsilicon toy to line it up with the cunt as well as give space for cum and stuffing. As the silicon\nfuck toy was cut to fit within the red panda’s body, Monica began to slowly slide it in through\nAlice’s vaginal lips, creating a noticeable bulge as the overflow of cotton began to slowly settle.\nAs the fleshy tube was pushed all the way inside, a light was flipped on as the bunny took the\n\fred-orange thread and needle, carefully stitching it to the corpse’s own cunt, keeping the strokes\nshort and tight.\n\nAs the thread was tied in a neat bow, Monica looked over Alice’s pretty body, patting the\ndoll’s ass with a little smile to herself. All that needed to be done was just to allow the fur to\nsettle back to its smooth texture with time, the preserving compound making the usually plush\nfur feel like trimmed pine needles. The bunny huffed while pulling her new doll into her arms,\nsetting her over on the metal chair where she was first bled out.\n\nFinishing her work with Alice, the bunny walked off up the stairs, huffing while\nunbuttoning her lab coat once more and presenting her bare chest and belly to the warm world\nagain. Balling up the used latex gloves and dropping them in the trash, Monica looked over to\nsee Roxy greedily chowing down on the prepared organs that had an intoxicating smell of blood\nand grease rising in the air. The pair shared only a glance, the bunny quickly moving on while a\nshudder went down her pierced back, white paws slowly scooping up the headless corpse of\nTrace. As the weasel was pulled into her grasp, she swiftly retreated back into the basement.\n\n“Monica,” Roxy called out with food still in her mouth, a hungry gulp coming from the\nwolf as the bit of kidney disappeared down her throat. “Just so you know, I left his head on the\nfloor. Didn’t touch it. Also, would you like some?”\n\nThe teasing little offer made the bunny huff snobbishly, starting to press into the cold\nbasement once more. “Thanks, I could’ve slipped on it earlier. But no, I won’t have any, you\nknow my stomach can’t exactly handle meat. Especially red meat, like that.” Looking over her\nshoulder with a sly look on her face, the bunny continued. “Unless you want to see me vomiting\nlike a firchose by the time I get back?”\n\nAs that sarcastic jab slashed through the warm air of the kitchen, Roxy matched it was a\nheavy laugh. “Just go back to work, I’ll finish it by myself, grass eater.” As soon as she finished,\nthe wolf took another hungry bite of the flesh, Monica rolling her eyes and dipping away once\nmore into the cool basement, idly closing the door behind her.\n\nCarrying the headless corpse of Trace, Monica brought him over to the table, setting his\nrather ripped body to show off the rough spots where Roxy made a point of brutalizing the\nalready dead weasel. Whistling softly while prodding her finger in one of the claw marks, the\nsheer depth of it made her shudder; cool, bloodless flesh of where it was parted by an ebony\nclaw. It was simply just another thing to fix up. The bunny easing the needle over to her side as\nwell as some medical glue and brown thread. The glue was spurted in each of the three claw\nmarks, the fourth not requiring due to its shallowness of the pinky claw’s slash. As each wound\nwas flooded with the glue, Monica’s agile white paws began to make the thread dip and dive\nbetween the sides of each gnash, stitching it up with simple and quick motions.\n\nAs the little bit of cleanup on the body itself was complete, the bunny sat Trace’s body up\nto sit up as straight as possible, running her fingers over the rough bite of where Roxy\ndecapitated him. Sighing softly with a faint disappointment, Monica slashed a slim knife over all\nof the sharp fleshy inconsistencies. After little progress, she decided after three minutes of work\n\fto just cut lower completely. Finding one of the vertebrae and pressing the blade to its top edge,\nMonica began with long, swift, trailing cuts across the weasel’s neck, sawing a flat disk of flesh\noff and leaving the rest of it looking rather flat.\n\nWith the simple cuts, Monica shifted the arms above the neck, taking both of Trace’s\nbrown paws into her soft grasp, slowly wiggling his cold hands to interlock as if holding his own\nhand. Uncapping a black marker with her teeth and idle hand, Monica marked where each of his\nfingers lined up when his hands were held together, locations to put little magnets. After the\nmarks were made, the bunny cut into the marks, making small divots. Then she slid little\nneodymium magnets into each and every fingertip until all cuts in his fluff had a similar magnet\nburied under flesh, sealed up with medical glue alone. With the new structure, Trace’s corpse\ncould be hung separate from a regular punching back while also being able to be restrained on\none.\n\nAs the body cleanup was looking rather finished to her decree, Monica forced his paws to\ngrasp onto the chains hanging from the ceiling, the magnets working like a dream while holding\nhim up without slipping! Granted, no stuffing or extra additive was put in Trace’s gapping\nemptiness of a belly; no sand or form of firmer stuffing. Monica’s attention was turned to the\nweasel’s head, laying limply on the ground with tired eyes open, a faint smile on the lifeless\nhead.\n\nWhile Monica lifted the weasel’s face off the ground, a similar issue to the body was\ninstantly noticeable while looking at the jagged rip of where his head originally attached to his\nbody. Due to the lack of space to remove more material, the bunny tightened Trace’s head ina\nclamp for a sort of transfusion of parts. Slowly drizzling medical glue, the bunny aligned the\nfleshy disk to his neck, pressing with a soft squish to make a barely noticeable seem. Stitching it\nrather quickly to ensure it will stay closed, Monica sighed while petting his head now free from\nthe clamp. Looking down at the brown head, she attempted to decide on how to empty it of all of\nits contents before an obvious answer presented itself.\n\nCutting out the two eyes was a usual practice for her, like what she did for Alice, but she\nbegan to wriggle and squirm the blade in deeper. The brain rattling around within the skull\nwould cause too much randomness for use as a speed bag, thus it needed to be removed. As the\nblade slowly glided along each and every section of it, the pink, grey, and ripped up brain was\nput into a disposal bucket, the bunny looking rather proud of her work once more. Magnets were\nplaced in his ears as well as mouth, similar to how it was done with his hands, the ears to act as a\nsupport and the mouth to seal it closed while giving the option of opening it.\n\nAs the bunny finished up preparing the head, she huffed while drawing out a heavy bag\nof sand from the back corner of the closet. Opening it up had a flume of loose sand flying up into\nthe air, a few grains forcing the rabbit to sneeze while she hid her face. Grasping the cup within\nit and filling it, she turned to the empty head. The sand was fed through Trace’s empty eye\nsocket first, slowly filling up his head with cup after cup of sand, having to be turned over onto\nthe back of his head to get it all to settle properly. Upon finishing with the sand, little plastic\n\fgreen eyes were shoved into place, strong enough to withstand a direct hit as well as flexible\nenough to bend to said hard-hits.\n\nThe bunny pressed in, slowly turning the now rather weighty head upside down, once\nagain making marks with the black marker once again, marking a circle of dots on the fleshy\nunderside. Heaving the head up and pressing it on its body, forcing the excess ink to get\ntransferred to it, Monica took Trace’s head and set it down in her lap. Magnets, again, were sewn\ninto the soft and sensitive flesh of his neck, being forced in with a blade and sealed tight with\nthat medical glue once more. The process was repeated on Trace’s body, the matching set being\nput together as the rather strong and powerful magnets held the heavy head to the body.\n\nSand was mostly needed only in Trace’s torso; each cup of sand was poured into his\nback, flowing down like water and filling the cavity to keep his body from collapsing in on itself.\nThere was some stitching needed to keep all of the sand that cascaded into his body from\nescaping and spilling out. Brown thread was darting up the incision over the back, sealing up his\nbody once more with swift stitches up the gnash. As it was finished, Monica took a step back,\nlooking over the entire situation with a forced big-picture idea, her green eyes running over cach\nand every element of the head and its matching body with a critical eye.\n\nA hushed snicker came from Monica as she finished her last project for the day, easing\nout of the basement and towards Roxy, who was now napping on the couch. The wolf’s eyes\nstirred lightly as the brown bunny began to make herself known, a large yawn showing off the\ncanine’s teeth as Monica came closer. “So, Roxy, I finished fixing him up. If you want, I can\nhelp you take both parts to your car?” The seemingly static and lifeless air was almost\nsuffocating in a sense, the rabbit’s nose leading her away to the fridge and opening it to pull out a\nvibrant red apple.\n\n“Already?” The wolf sighed heavily, laying back dramatically. “You finished, so you’re\nforcing me out?” Roxy teased while slowly rolling over onto her belly, a little stretch making her\nback pop with a satisfying sound. “I’m just gonna get a look at what you did, first.” The wolf\nsnarled while pulling herself up from the couch, the red panda corpse rolling to fill the space\nfrom the large shemale.\n\nTurning towards the wolf, the bunny hesitantly reached out to stop her as Roxy was\nalready walking towards the chilling basement. Monica swiftly picked up the pace to follow,\nhungrily biting into the apple for a moment while quickly sliding down the stairs to watch the\ntowering wolf stare at the hanging corpse. Strong paws grasped Trace’s head, pulling it off with\na simple snap of the magnets, a low huff coming as the wolf while setting the weighty skull aside\nonto the table, where it kept an upright position. The rabbit could only watch as the somewhat\ntired and sluggish wolf reached back, giving a solid punch to the fleshy punching bag. A heavy\nthwack filled the air, the clattering of chains settling as the corpse lifelessly relaxed into position\nfor another hit, which quickly followed.\n\nA minute or so passed until Roxy was satisfied, grasping the weasel’s dead body to stop\nit from swaying. “Okay, yea, that’s good.” She huffed with a lustful and aggressive tone, heaving\nthe corpse’s arms off of the chains and onto her shoulder, dragging Trace away from the\n\fbasement. “Well, do you want me out of your hair at this point? Maybe I'll drop by for another\npickup within the week.” She teased, glaring magenta eyes towards the rabbit hinting at\nsomething far more mischievous.\n\nMonica couldn’t really react other than snagging the decapitated head and bringing it\nwith her to chase after the large yet fast wolf. “At least take the head with you!” The rabbit\nwhined while casting the apple aside, carrying the severed head like it’s a football.\n\nOnce back in the living room, Roxy quickly turned around and grasped at the bunny’s\nears with her free arm, pulling Monica into a heated kiss for barely a moment. The wolf’s tongue\nprodded lightly into the rabbit’s maw, forcing her to blush a brighter red than the apple. A thick,\nsuffocating warmth crossed over the bunny while melting into the kiss, her tongue lulling out of\nher maw after the quick embrace.\n\n“Tl get tt when I come back. Maybe Ill drag you off, too, if you’re not lucky.” The wolf\nteased, booping the bunny’s nose before easing away. Getting her own pants on and slipping the\nweasel’s body away in a simple body bag, getting up and walking out to her car. Monica was left\nstanding there, partially in a daze, a slight hunger in her stomach while watching the wolf drive\noff. Holding Trace’s severed and lifeless head, she sighed while petting it, walking over to the\nhalf-eaten lunch Roxy left behind.\n\f","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Snuff-Story-Chapter-2
Time ticked on for hours on as the bunny dressed only ina slightly wet and bloody lab
coat slept on the faux-leather couch, head buried firmly in the plush throw pillow. The weighty
knocking of her partner in the dirty business went unnoticed by the sleeping bunny, a rather
frustrated herm wolf on the other side of the stark white door. Roxy stood for a moment, shifting
an overfilled Wendy’s bag under her arm before unlocking the door with a key, forgoing the
niceties of awaiting permission to enter. The large wolf pressed into the cool house, huffing as
her bare shoulders had their fur pulled up to standing on edge in the cool air, the black tank top
barely helping her against the chilling air.
Roxy adjusted her loose grey jeans, a sizable bulge growing as those piercing amber eyes
fell onto the bunny’s sleeping form. Boots softly stepping across hardwood flooring as she
approached Monica, snickering quietly to herself while setting the bag of Wendy’s off to the
coffee table. Sighing while casing off her jeans and freeing her throbbing thorn, Roxy began to
wiggle herself up under the sleeping rabbit.
Monica barely stirred as her head found a new pillow in the form of Roxy’s large breasts,
tenderly nuzzling into the warmth with a light muttering of whatever fluttery dream was rattling
around in her mind. Monica rested on the soft grey wolf while lazily throwing her arms around
Roxy ina sleepy haze, the wolf snickering quietly as her shemale shaft continued to rise into the
air between those meaty bunny thighs. The eager wolf wedged her muzzle into the large bunny
ear, whispering a hushed melody to attempt to wake up Monica without startling or scaring the
sleepy rabbit.
With little response besides a sleepy huff, Roxy’s paws began to slowly feel over
Monica’s body, rolling against her plush fur under the lab coat. Sighing with pleasure, the wolf
gently groped the bunny butt, squeezing it lightly and getting a little gasp of pleasure from the
steadily awakening rabbit. The throbbing wolf dick peering between the brown thighs of Monica
made a tent in the cutely sprawled out lab coat, steadily hardening with each little squeeze, the
sounds from the bunny fueling the aroused fire.
There was a somewhat unspoken agreement between the pair where breeding in sleep
was okay, as long as it didn’t end up in Monica getting her tail-hole knotted. Roxy kept to this,
slowly reaching down to press her dick to the dead tired bunny who seemed almost like a corpse,
the red tip finding its way towards the soft folds of Monica’s cunt. The slow, aching penetration
was almost enough to shoot the bunny awake, gasping and lightly nuzzling back into those CC
sized breasts of the wolf-herm.
Sleep was rapidly fading as more and more of the seven-inch dick eased deeper and
deeper into the cavernous folds of Monica’s heated muff, getting the bunny’s green eyes to
sleepily blink open for barely a moment. Upon seeing the grey fluff, assuming it’s the throw
pillow, Monica gingerly nuzzled back into it while lightly backing up on the large dick prodding
into her body. “Noooo...” The brown bunny sleepily called out to whatever dream force she
\fassumed responsible, “No touchie....” Monica yawned softly while relaxing, her senses still
rather dulled from rest.
The wolf, however, was taking the sleeping bunny in stride while pressing the rather fat
knot to her folds, starting to get a nice and quick thrusting going. Monica in turn was jolted
awake as the large force in her body pulled out and pressed back in, white paws pressing against
the couch and Roxy, faltering a bit before steadying herself. Dark green eyes opening wide as
dinner plates while staring into the magenta eyes of her canine partner. A lustful pant cooed from
the pair as Monica’s cheeks flushed with blush, Roxy’s maw turning and twisting into a smirk.
Accepting the situation within a moment, Monica cuddled back up to Roxy’s firm tits,
lightly kissing them through the black tank top while the meaty shaft roughly prodded her
furnace like cunt. The wolf responded with a soft grope on the bunny’s plump rear, getting
Monica to moan heatedly into the breasts as Roxy snickered and laughed under her.
“Well, good morning. I got here a minute ago, with no answer at the door. So, I let
myself in and I couldn’t resist getting a piece of this A Plus meat.” The rough shemale groped
the other cheek in return, the bunny lightly bucking with a dreamy whine of pleasure.
Monica moaned hotly, gripping into the grey fur while thrusts happened every single
second the large wolf was pounding away into her now dripping cunt. “Th-thank you for taking
my cunt over my ass, at least~” Monica panted out, biting into the fabric of the tank top witha
muffled groan of bliss.
“Shhh~” Roxy cooed with a low growl, moving one of her paws to press the bunny’s face
deeper into the cleavage. “I like it when you’re a corpse, Monica~ And don’t worry, I got you...
mmm...” The wolf’s easy growling and teasing was broken by a stifled moan, attempting to
shove in deeper with the expanding knot straining at the lips of the bunny. “I-I, yea, I got you
some food we can share. Only after, though~”
The orgasm was just subtle and sweet, not as pronounced as it would be with most, but it
was just as much pleasure for both as the large knot swelled past the juicy rabbit cunt lips.
Monica was basically screaming a moan in pleasure while getting lightly suffocated in the
plump, plush breasts, melting like warm chocolate in the larger wolf’s grasp. As the red flesh
disappeared within the sweet white furred muff, the pair were tied together by their heat and lust.
The almost pleasureless orgasm slowly subsided as Monica was left huffing on Roxy’s
chest, shifting her position to wrap those brown and white arms around the large woman’s neck
in a tight hug. “N-now to wait a half hour to really... do business?” She sighed out, resting her
head on the sizable tits.
Nodding absently, Roxy began to pull the bunny up with her to sit up on the couch.
Monica yawned while sleepily clinging to the large wolf, the lab coat serving as a pitiful cover
for them both. The sweet little cuddly aftermath lasted a handful of minutes as the two got their
bearings and caught their breaths, Monica slowly pressed back on the knotted dick, huffing as it
remained stuck in her. The pair exchanged small talk, cuddling together while sharing the
\fcontents of the Wendy’s bag together, Monica feeding Roxy a few fries and vice versa for a
veggie burger for the near starving rabbit.
Sooner than they knew, the knot was deflating and the bunny was quick to try to pull off,
sighing as the large meat fell from her folds with a wave of potent cum following soon after.
“Pff, I guess Pll get to clean THIS mess when you go. Regardless....” Monica trailed off with a
soft, panting lull in her voice, standing and brushing herself off, stretching with a few joints
popping as she groaned with tension being released. “Would you like to talk business of guts and
that gross stuff?”
The wolf having her own seed splashing out onto her crotch and the couch huffed, laying
back while lightly rubbing the still somewhat swelled knot. Roxy looked up to the bunny
stretching and showing off that supple and lithe body, smiling lightly as she was wanting to talk
business after a good fucking. “I do like guts and gross stuff.” The wolf teased as she sat up,
easing to stand “Well, you said something about saving their hearts, if I recall? Really gonna
make art projects from them like a psycho?” Roxy didn’t bother dressing for the fact that the
wolf dick was still prominently out of her sheath, having foresight to know it would be used
again within the hour.
As Roxy stood and stretched herself, Monica was off throwing away the useless remains
of the fast food they devoured like beasts, the little cotton tail poking from the lab coat as she
walked off. “Oh, hush. You know I do this... weird stuff. Remember when I kept the eyes of
Sarah?” She said simply and bluntly, easing her quick form over towards the door of the
basement once more. The wolf let out a satisfied huff and a roll of her eyes, crossing her arms
over her chest.
The lock gave way as the pair pressed down into the cool aired basement, the two
gruesomely mutilated corpses resting on the table together just as Monica left them. Roxy gave a
bit of a whistle while seeing the state they were in, the bunny swapping to be more businesslike
and leaped to action, walking towards the bucket of organs collected from the pair of corpses
resting idly on the table. Easing the heavy metal container up towards the wolf who was busy
inspecting the area, the steely eyed Monica whistled lightly to get her attention once more with a
light scowl.
“Tm in a bit of a rush to keep working on their bodies, so... in all honesty, it was a good
break, but I would like to get the deal done?” Monica suggested with a little teasing snarl,
hearing her own edge and attempting to soften it within the same breath.
Roxy’s equally steely gaze turned down to the bunny, a bit of a dominant prowess
showing in those steely magenta eyes while taking the bucket and setting it aside. “Well, bun,
what’s the point of having corpses if you don’t play with them?” She said gently with a lustful
lull, easing in closer and using her height to attempt to intimidate the bunny, feral instincts rising
in her with the smell of dried blood in the air.
Retreating back and pressing her rear to the table that held Alice’s corpse prominently,
Monica turned to the red fluffed body and then back to focusing on the large grey wolf with an
\fsubtly fearful expression. “What exactly are you suggesting? Changing the deal, I-I would
guess?” She stated lowly, shooting back while easing the cold corpse of Trace from the floor to
her lap. “If I were to assume, you'd like to breed with some dead bodies?”
A sly, toothy grin came crawling across Roxy’s face as she eased in, pressing her sheath
against the weasel’s flaccid dick, pressing the empty corpse into Monica’s front. “Well, what is it
they say about smart bunnies? If I were to have it my perfect way, I’d get first dibs on your body,
but I can deal with your friends instead. Maybe Ill get you suck the tip as I knot their holes.”
If the corpse could blush, Trace would be blushing like the bunny holding him with arms
firmly placed around his chest. “W-well, uh...” The strong, flirtatious threat sent Monica
fumbling with words, hugging the empty weasel closer to her form. “May I... get a moment to
put in a brace? I took out both of their spines and, well, they'll collapse without it. If I had more
time and energy to prep them for use, I would’ve done it, but...” She began to sloppily explain.
“Fine.” The wolf huffed softly, letting a powerful paw caress the blushing bunny’s cheek
in an aggressive yet tender way. “Make it quick, we need to work on a deal later for me getting
your dead ass to fuck like a onahole.” Roxy teased, pressing with her full weight over the weasel
to press a rough kiss against Monica’s lips. The heated and loving kiss made the bunny grasp
Trace tighter, like a child holding a plush toy, but also got arousal flowing in her cum soaked
loins.
Nodding swiftly and wiggling out from under Roxy, Monica set up the pair of corpses to
be lying face down on the table. The wolf took more of a backseat at this point, easing off to
allow Monica to work more in peace while eyeing the little storage closet in the back.
Meanwhile to her prodding search, the busy brown bunny began to bop around the cool
basement to find whatever she needed to fix up the bodies for a good bit of use.
Steely green eyes began to look over the bodies, pulling out a tape measurer to properly
get the dimensions of the area between ribcage and pelvis at the most realistic stretch. Digging
around in her tool box, Monica produced one steel frame with a curve that fits the general shape,
four sturdy posts to provide a bit of help for the sheer weight it'll keep up. First, she began to
work on Trace with an easier form to work with, slotting in the frame and using a screw driver in
order to fit it to size. The steel pressed in between the two sets of bones, setting it in a sturdier
space while also keeping it open for anything to fit inside.
The bunny sighed, fidgeting around in her tool drawer a bit more, attempting to find a
second frame in order to use to no avail. Popping her joints for a moment and a quick look at the
clock shown she’s been working for five or so minutes, having made good progress with fitting
the frame for work. Clearing her throat and getting to work, she began to set in a bit of superglue
in order to attach it more permanently to the weasel’s bones, spritzing a bit of accelerator to
make the glue dry faster. Doing a test fit to make sure everything was fine, Monica tugged the
loose flesh of his back over the frame, seeing the skin lined up as perfect as possible to the other
side.
\f“Okay.” Monica groaned out, pulling the now noticeably heavier weasel into her lap sat
up straight, no longer falling so the ribcage sat on his pelvis. “Rox? Would you like to take him
now?”
The wolf turned back from the closet which she was attempting to get a peak of what was
inside. Facing Monica and Trace’s corpse, Roxy smiled slowly while walking over, the large
shemale slowly easing the weasel up to his feet. “Mmm, well, I’m guessing his tail hole’s pretty
tight? Regardless, looks like a good fuck regardless~” Roxy cooed lightly, slowly pulling
Trace’s limp arms around her neck in a hug with the dead.
“Well, I’m glad you like him so far. I still need to work on the face, primarily getting the
eyes replaced with glass ones.” The bunny stated dryly while inspecting her own work, easing up
behind Trace’s corpse and embracing him with the wolf, feeling the metal cage in his belly with
a soft, prideful churr. “Roxy, what was it you suggested on doing earlier? Me sucking something
while you fuck something else? Still want to do that?” The now eager and heated bunny said, the
joy of working on such a fun project getting her in the mood to bend to whatever her partner’s
will was, a bit of a mischievous smirk on her cute little face.
Roxy was already taking the moment into her grasp, lifting one of the weasel’s plush
thighs and pressing her growing wolf-meat dick towards the pillow-like butt. Huffing out a little
laugh as Monica eased away, watching the dick poke into the asshole, the wolf growled lowly
while easing the pointed red tip within that plush rear. Sighing and grumbling, Roxy steadily
pressed in more and more with the loose hole barely pressing against the rather thick shaft.
“Well?” The wolf growled lowly as her thick cock began to press into the empty space where
Trace’s bowels would be, moving from the cool flesh to the cool air. “Aren’t you going to get
down and suck on it? Go on, stick your head in his stomach, I don’t think he minds.” She teased
while grabbing the corpse’s chin, starting to do some baby talk to it, “You don’t mind, don’t you,
sweet little corpse?”
As the herm laughed a bit at her own joke, Monica was obeying quite eagerly while
moving the brown furred flesh aside, pressing her head into the empty space of Trace’s body. A
lustful moan came as her face pressed against the cool yet still moist interior of the weasel,
slowly allowing her tongue to lick his flesh. With Roxy’s inpatient growl overhead, Monica
sighed while easing down to the living and warm cock, giving it a little kiss on its head now
covered in messy precum.
As the bunny began to press down further and further down the shaft, she eventually
kissed the other side of the asshole currently being pressed up against a rather thick and powerful
knot on the other end. Roxy playfully bucked a bit, sending Monica gagging within Trace as the
cock prodded down the rabbit’s throat a bit more. Sighing, the bunny kept rather still in Trace’s
innards as the wolf began to pound with a slow and steady momentum, pulling out of the limp
corpse just to ram it all back in within a second. Every heated thrust sent the corpse jolting up a
bit before laying back on Roxy’s soft chest, the wolf constantly needing to readjusting him while
the tailhole was steadily getting ruined posthumously.
\fHeated and lustful gasps and groans filled the air, the sheer majority coming from the
wolf currently turning the live bunny and dead weasel into her fuck toys for the night. The thick
and powerful shaft continued to pull in and out of the corpse as well as the bunny’s maw, Roxy
steadily heating up while ramming that knot against the hole again and again, primal urges
slowly taking over. “M-Monica...” She growled out while pulling back and ramming forward
with a forceful jolt to the corpse. “I-I’m gonna destroy your toy~” She growled fiercely while
she pulled out towards the tip once more, the bunny slightly confused while emerging from
within the body.
As she exited, Monica saw what Roxy was meaning as the knot instantly rammed in,
splattering the innards of Trace with white wolf spunk. Although that’s where she stopped with
Monica, this wolf was still eager for more when it came to the limp weasel, two hands grasping
the hip and ass roughly while pulling the somewhat heavy corpse higher up. The knot began to
exit while swelling up, Roxy starting to knot fuck the limp corpse as that asshole was made
looser and looser, the thick red and white dick bounding in and out at such a rapid pace that flesh
began to tear. The weasel jolted and bounced like in a rodeo, laying back in a position that
looked rather uncomfortable, one of Roxy’s hands pulling up the corpse once more.
The bunny stood back; pure awe, fear, and arousal exploding as so many emotions began
to take shape from the intense breeding display before her. As Roxy pulled Trace in for what
Monica assumed to be a kiss, the rabbit gasped sharply as the wolf knotted for the fifth and final
time, powerful jaws biting down into the cold throat of the weasel. Watching with wide eyes and
blushing cheeks, Monica found her hand reaching down to her previously cum soaked folds
while the sharp and easily distinguishable sound of bone snapping filled the air, the wolf
shattering the neck vertebra in the weasel.
“T-I...” Monica began to speak hesitantly while Roxy’s paws began to cut into the near
bloodless corpse, sweet red flesh being revealed in the weasel’s plump butt. “W-well, uh... I-
I...” The flustered bunny could barely respond to the barbaric, arousing display of power. The
wolf steadily bit away at the neck before the head came rolling off, landing on the floor with a
meaty thud. Blushing a vibrant pink while looking at Roxy and what remains of Trace’s cold
corpse, Monica jerked her fingers away from her dripping cunt and focused on buttoning her lab
coat back in place in a feeble attempt to hide her rather pungent arousal from the wolf.
“You what? Spit it out.” Roxy said with a soft huff, sitting on the metal chair with the
brown corpse in her lap, glimpses of the large swelled knot being able to be seen from the cut in
the back of the headless corpse. “You're a horny rabbit wanting to be next?” The wolf teased,
laying back and slouching in the chair, licking her paws clean of the very light blood splattered
on those rough claws. From the intensifying blush on the bunny in question, Roxy gave a bit of a
joking growl while licking her lips to make it even worse, forcing Monica to blush so red that it
could be confused for a stop sign.
The bunny turned away ina flustered huff while being teased, starting to case the red
panda corpse to herself while taking a seat at the metal desk. There was no response as the bunny
idly ran her paw over the cold slit in across Alice’s back, the empty cave being the same as
\fTrace’s. Monica attempted to even think how to go about fixing her up while also blocking out
the erotically threatening shemale across the room. “W-well, Rox.” She stated with a slight
waver in her tone while beginning to pile through her equipment hidden away in the desk, “I was
going to say try to be gentle, but I guess... it’s a little late for that.” There was a soft and passive
edge to her tone, but also the general aura of arousal and fear still heavy in her words while she
confronted the powerful wolf.
A howling laugh came as Roxy began to actively lick and kiss the bitten neck, slobbering
where the head last was to tease the rabbit. “Well, what, want me to pay you with a meal of your
friends’ organs? Doubt you can stomach it.” The wolf huffed out with a slight sneer in her tone,
Monica’s ears perking up as her body curled in on itself, frustrated but also trying not to laugh at
the blunt pun. Seeing her leverage, Roxy began to press on the opening, holding the knotted
corpse close. “What? Starting to wish you cut me up about now so you don’t have to digest these
jokes I’m pullin’ out of my bowels?” She forcefully joked, but it didn’t have nearly the same
effect as the accidental pun.
“R-Roxy, please just... just stop, please, those puns are just... cold knives IN my ears.”
Monica winced out, smiling enough to hurt, a light whine of a stifled laugh signaling to Roxy the
minor success she had. “Just, uh... please enjoy his corpse? How does it feel?” The bunny said
turning around, attempting to change the subject. Upon seeing them, she flushed once more upon
seeing the large wolf from a downward angle, the ruined corpse of her partner in her grasp.
Vibrant green eyes expanded wider while looking up at it, a bit of a hesitation in her throat while
squirming in place. noticing the claw and teeth marks, Monica briefly awed sheer power that
would’ve been needed to sever the head so perfectly and carve such deep cuts.
The large herm slowly leaned down, Trace’s arms flopping slightly back in an
uncomfortable position as Roxy eased in close to Monica, almost nose to nose. There was a light
growl rumbling through the air, instilling an aroused fear Monica while the wolf began to tease
again. “He’s cold, soft, and rather loose; good enough to make me cum. I really wish I had your
soft flesh on my dick and in my mouth, Monica.” Roxy spoke gently and coolly, licking the
shocked bunny’s cheek briefly while allowing her a good view of the powerful jaws, just to
attempt to terrify and turn on the shocked rabbit. “If I could be honest, tt was more your licks and
sucks that made me cum nice and hard~”
Monica lagged in her work with the limp corpse of Alice in her lap, frozen looking away
from the large wolf with a brightly blushing face. The limp and spineless red panda fell over the
rabbit’s shoulder, her head laying there while lazily looking up at Roxy and the headless body of
Trace. “R-Roxy...” Monica spoke softly, a clear lull of what even to say to the large wolf that
was just making her swoon so effortlessly with her aggressive yet fun nature. “C-can you...
please get me the metal brace out of him? Unless you want to ruin Alice, too, then never mind.”
The clarity the rabbit expressed in attempting to act indifferent to Roxy’s teasing while
not-so-secretly enjoying them, the wolf huffed lightly while leaning in and pushing the weasel’s
corpse up to the red panda. “Only if my little bunny would give me a kiss before I start tearing
up your weasel to be just thin strips of weasel-bacon~” She cooed happily with pursed lips. As
\fshe awaited her kiss, the pair of corpses accidentally kissed, the cool stump of Trace’s neck
pressing to Alice’s face in a tired and loose kiss on the visible vertebra of his spine.
As the wolf teased more and more, Monica’s fur and hair started to stand on end with
each succulent syllable that slide ever so delicately from the savage Roxy. Turning silently to
face her, blush filling in the fluff of her cheeks, the bunny slowly eased up and pressed an
affectionate kiss onto the wolf’s awaiting lips. Roxy recoiled slightly for a moment before easing
one of her paws onto the cheek of the bunny, Monica doing the same while pressing into the
loving embrace of their warm lips. The rabbit slowly cased the panda off her lap, letting the
reddish-brown body fall to the tarp. Swiftly throwing both of her lab coat covered arms around
the large herm’s neck, Monica opened her maw to allow the wolf to prod and taste her sweet
innards, at least down her throat.
As the heat between both of them grew, Roxy’s dick still firmly wedged in Trace’s ass
throbbed hard, the knot refusing to give way as her extra paw began to slide down her front
towards the weasel’s rear. Monica attempted to pull away for a moment to catch her breath,
being shoved back into the wolf’s thick scent in the same motion while the wolf began to pinch
and cut through the asshole of the corpse properly wedged on her dick. Slowly, the corpse was
pulled away and equally dropped to the floor, landing on its severed head while the musky scent
of Roxy’s arousal more clearly filled the air. The powerful wolf took the freeing feeling and ran
with it, shoving her thick tongue into Monica’s mouth while making the rabbit gasp and moan in
the heated scene, having her throat almost tongue fucked!
Roxy took a step closer while running her claw down the inner edge of Monica’s lab
coat, running over each ribbon of her corset piercings while firmly pressing her high heeled boot
down on the weasel’s rear. With the new angle, Monica began to stand into Roxy’s kiss,
wiggling in closer to the warm shemale’s body with light, muffled moans falling free from her
lips. It was too much for her, the once simple kiss becoming more of a make out session at this
point! There was no real logical way to complain, even with work done. The musk of her partner
began to cloud her mind in a sweet obedience. Sighing dreamily, the feeling of Roxy’s powerful
tongue thrash around within her smaller maw, Monica unable to help her loins becoming wet
with arousal once more.
Forcing herself away, Monica pressed one of her hands to Roxy’s maw, looking away
and panting heavily. Embarrassment was clear on her face and in every little huff she made,
slowly coming back to her senses while looking up at the wolf, trying to hie the dreamy sheen in
her eyes by acting more professional. “R-Roxy... th-that was nice, but I need to... get Alice all
situated, please.” The tired and sexually frustrated rabbit began to slowly press again, resting her
slobber covered maw into the warm cleavage of the large wolf.
Sighing while drooling herself, Roxy couldn't help but to pet the little bunny with her
face in her firm tits, smiling lightly while looking down at her. “Okay, okay, I get it. How about I
give you another good fucking before you get to work again? Another hard knotting and I'll let
my little, adorable slut bunny do her work~” The wolf filled with heat began to lean down,
slowly licking the inner fluff of Monica’s ear, making her squirm and moan as the sensitive flesh
\fwas teased. And just like that, the bunny was nodding while the wolf began to feel and grope the
plush bunny butt.
Roxy broke the warm embrace, stepping on Trace’s corpse and over Alice’s, then
plopping herself on the metal chair Monica was working on earlier in the day. Patting her lap, a
sweet little cloud of steamy, canine heat and musk rising from her cock and balls, a bit of drool
landing on the tip. The scene was a painted image of pure desire, the large and inviting form
calling Monica to meet her.
The lustful magenta eyes and little gesture was enough to really understand what to do
for the bunny, feeling a rather similar arousal. Slowly, she began to wiggle herself onto the large
wolf's body, turning her back to Roxy while the heavy paws began to grasp her hips. A little
gasp came as Monica had the warm tip of the canine cock shoved into her asshole this time
around, shuddering with pleasure while feeling her innards being happily poked!
“That’s it, that’s a good bunny~” Roxy growled with a playful tone, toying with that
thick and plush bunny butt. “Go on, bounce on it.” She spoke with such a gentle and dominating
tone, purely intoxicating to the rabbit as she began to obey. Slowly pressing down further to the
point that her tailhole rested on Roxy’s fat knot, the little rabbit let out a moan almost craving an
begging for more!
“Y-yes, ma’am~” Monica churred with a sultry edge, starting to pull up the slick red
dick, grunting lightly while slowly pushing back down in a huff. “C-can you set Alice on the
table?” She asked softly, planting her paws on the rough paws of Roxy on her hips, slowly
bouncing up and down on the dick with her feet on the edges of the chair.
Grunting while leaning over, the wolf drew the corpse of the red panda over and set her
on the metal table before the breeding pair. A soft, meaty thud came as her paws returned to the
bunny’s hips, giving a nice hard buck into the little cock sleeve of a rabbit while moaning in
pleasure. “Mhmm, I should’ve tried your tailhole way earlier~ Perfect and tight.” She spoke
sweetly, teasing the bunny by growling sweetly into her ear, nipping at the sensitive fluff.
Monica gasped sweetly while getting the hard buck deep into her body, making a little
bulge in her stomach while easing back into the wolf. “Th-thanks, Roxy, please go nice and easy
on me? A-at least for now?” She said with a slightly erotic yet nervous tone in her voice,
dropping her weight down once more while the thick knot slammed against her sensitive tailhole.
“Pfff~” Roxy blew a raspberry into Monica’s ear, giving it a brief kiss while pulling nice
and hard on her hips, making the bunny’s belly bulge more prominent as the knot threatened its
little visit into the rabbit hole. “I know you like it rough and you can take a good bit of pain, so
I’m not too worried.” The wolf was indifferent as Monica huffed sweetly, unable to really claim
that Roxy was wrong in stating it. Suddenly, the claws began to dig into her sensitive flesh more,
the wolf artificially making Monica move faster.
“A-ah!~” Monica moaned sweetly while feeling the claws pull her up and down at a
more feverous rate, feeling her insides being fucked nice and hard. “R-Roxy! D-don’t... don’t
\fstop, please...~” The bunny swiftly melted while getting the hard fucking, the bulge emerging
every now and then as the wolf thrusted deeper and deeper into that malleable bunny butt.
Rough paws grasped at Monica’s hips, claws digging into the sweet and squishy flesh
while drawing a few rogue drops of blood. The bunny, too caught up in the lust and heat,
couldn’t care about the blood dripping down the side of her leg. Craving, desiring moans from
the two women filled the air, the pair of corpses forced to watch as Monica got her tight tailhole
pounded by the powerful wolf! Gasping as her eyes exploded wide open, Monica felt the potent
knot press into her folds, slowly inflating while spurting a weaker load from Roxy’s still rather
full balls. Those pretty green eyes rolled back in her head while pleasure filled her, Roxy’s snout
being shoved into her ear to lick and bite her sensitive spots. All the little, light teasing touches
over her form made the bunny cum without a single touch to her cunt, a soft mist like spray
trickling down the shemale’s legs.
Pleasure overwhelmed the sweet little bunny, almost making her black out for a moment
while held in close by the powerful wolf. The pair huffed in unison, the pleasure starting to be an
intoxicating experience. Monica was the first to act, bouncing back quickly while turning on the
immobilizing knot, facing Roxy just enough to plant a loving kiss onto her lips. Sighing and
laughing softly, Monica eased back into the warm chest of the wolf, who’s bloodied paws began
to wrap possessively around the little rabbit.
“Tl just...” Monica began with a tired sigh of pleasure, nuzzling into the woman’s grey
furred shoulder, placing a small kiss on it. “I'll just rest here for a moment... work will come
later, I just want to relax on you, Roxy....”
The wolf smiled while slowly petting the bunny’s head, leaning back in the chair, Roxy
groaned. “I swear, I can just breed you all day, but this cuddling is just... the best. Even if we’re
not facing each other.” As she laid there with the warm and nuzzling rabbit in her grey arms, the
shemale began to slowly drift off as Monica sat firmly on the knotted dick, a sizable bulge
present in her belly.
It took around about half an hour for the bunny to stir back to work, huffing sweetly
while still feeling the knot having tied itself deep within her warm asshole. Monica’s ears were
tickled by the heavy snoring of her living seat Roxy, feeling the wolf’s chest rise and fall witha
sweet snore that almost sounded like a playful snarl or growl. As the scene became clear to
Monica again, the rabbit yawned softly while leaning back into the warm fluff of Roxy, dark
green eyes cast down on Alice’s corpse just on the table before her.
A light sigh came out as she eased off the comfy chest of the sleeping wolf, using all her
weight and energy to scoot the metal chair with their two forms closer to the metal desk without
waking her partner. The bulge in her stomach made it hard for Monica to focus while grasping
onto the cold body of Alice, huffing while her face softly rested on the plush, chilled breasts.
Alice made no fuss, as if she would care weather alive or dead, but Monica eased away as fast as
she landed on it. Slowly, the paws covered with dry blood began to flip the red panda over on her
\fstomach, sighing with a loud huff while seeing the slit neatly down her back, the lack of a spine
of her previous work session before a... “distraction” came in.
Dark green eyes slowly looked over towards Trace’s mangled corpse on the ground a
good bit away, the shiny metal cage between his nbs and pelvis glinting out in the light of the
desk lamp. A low sigh came as Monica stretched, attempting to reach the weasel’s leg in order to
drag him over to scavenge the support from his body. She was unable to reach him by half a foot,
the knot and sleepy wolf lessening her range of movement. Grunting and straining, Monica
ended up barely snagging the brown fur, tugging him an inch before losing her grasp. It took
another minute of constant straining, half leaning over the floor for Trace’s corpse to be easily
accessible by the bunny. Pulling the empty yet still weighty corpse into her lap, Monica let the
stump of the decapitated stump rest on Alice’s body, slowly opening up the back and looking at
the spots of glue connecting the metal to bone.
Easing a surgical scalpel into her hand, the rabbit swiftly cut through the drying glue,
leaving the cage in her hands again. Gently setting the brown furred corpse down towards the
tarp covered ground, he crumped up like a busted accordion. Sighing heatedly with the effort
expended on the little task already, Monica brushed her hair aside while shifting her focus on
Alice’s sweet body once more. Smiling, Monica began to ease the cage into the space of her gut,
pressing the metal so it would fit snuggly to her ribs and pelvis like she did for Trace. A new bit
of fresh glue was applied as she huffed quietly, starting to slowly sit the red panda up in her lap,
looking at the soft and tired looking face.
The lull of the head, the lifeless eyes, the open jaw... none of it appealed to the bunny
who looked a bit disgusted with the unworked expression of a soon-to-be-doll. The agile blade of
the scalpel was slowly run along the back of Alice’s neck, Monica churring softly and muttering
sweet nothings, forcing the red panda to turn around with her open back to her. “Alice...” she
cooed lightly while looking at the freshly exposed vertebra, running a white paw over each
boney structure. “I don’t like how much your head falls to the side while you sit up. Your
posture’s worse now than it was when you were breathing, somehow.”
With the joke not having anyone laugh, the wolf of a seat just huffing warm snores into
the otherwise cool air, Monica began to dig in her tool set with Alice propped up with one arm.
Steadily casing an articulated shaft, starting to slowly ease it towards the useless spinal cord,
squinting while shoving it in. The muddled grey cord bulged as the metal structure steadily
pierced up higher and higher, Monica having to hold Alice with her legs and keep the head
straight with her off hand to make sure it set correctly.
Metal scratched against the very base of the panda’s skull; a subtle, wet squish as flesh
between metal and bone was squeezed. Carefully, Monica allowed the head to hang free, seeing
how well it stayed up, a satisfied smile on the rabbit’s face upon seeing Alice sitting up without
her head slipping to the side! Pressing against the back of red head, Monica watched as her new
doll leaned forward, her head reacting naturally with her paw and being positioned in a new
stance. Snickering, the rabbit pulled Alice’s skull back to a fully upright stance, pressing a lustful
kiss to her cheek. With cach movement, there was a faint ratcheting sound as the articulated bar
\fadjusted to the new position, the bunny not minding it while forcing the red panda to face her
once more.
A simple and teasing boop went to Alice’s cold nose, the bunny smiling wide while
staring into those green, lifeless eyes. “Well, Alice, what would you like next? Would you like
me to make your maw work better or your eyes?” She spoke as if not expecting an answer,
running her paw over the cold cheek of her willing victim.
Without any answer of Alice’s preference, the bunny began to press the scalpel close to
the pretty woman’s eye. Slow and steady, Monica pressed into the flesh of the tear-duct and
wiggling toward the sclera, reaching back into the skull and cut the connecting cord keeping the
eye in place. The eye came loose as the blade was pulled away, the sensitive structure squishing
lightly in the bunny’s paw as Alice’s inactive brain was barely visible through the opened socket.
The process was repeated for the other beautiful eye, Monica setting the pair of perfectly usable
eyes aside while reaching into a prepared jar, pulling a pair of glass eyes from the same jar.
“These were meant for Trace, since I would’ve chosen him as a cuddle toy over you, but
seeing as he’s... more mangled than I planned for....” The bunny trailed off, slowly wiggling the
first glassy eye into the socket; flesh squished and squirmed to her touch, a loud and sudden
shlick coming as it popped into place. It looked real enough, the polished surface being a stand in
for the moisture live eyes had. Regardless of whatever missing realism, Monica was satisfied and
began to slip the second eye into place, looking into the glassy eyes with a wide smile.
Slowly, the bunny leaned in, licking the glass eyes sexually while testing the knot in her
tailhole, whining lightly as it was barely deflated after all this time! Setting aside the annoyance
of being bound to this spot by a living, sensitive object, Monica began to pet and rub Alice’s soft
head, churring sweetly. “My my, you’re shaping up to be a good toy~ I'd love to stuff you full
of, well, stuffing. Your stomach, despite the metal, would be so fun to squish and lay on~” As
the rabbit fantasized and spoke her desires to the mindless doll, her hands began to explore the
open back of the red panda. Feeling over each and every rib with a sweet lust in her motions, the
rabbit’s paw slowly slipped lower and grasped the plush rear in her greedy grasp.
After a rather brief kiss on the loosely held maw, the bunny’s other hand pressed up to
the maw to feel the individual teeth. Shoving her hand further, Monica pressed against the
muscles that held the jaw closed while alive. Churring with a curious sound, she began to dig
into her drawer, shoving Alice to lay partially on the table before them. The angle of holding the
subject in her lap was awkward, yes, but it felt nicer and far more intimate to the rabbit to be
sandwiched between a sleeping wolf and a ‘sleeping’ red panda.
A pair of spring systems were pulled from the drawer, slowly being placed where the
tendons rested. The rabbit whistling softly to herself as the metal was temporarily tacked in place
with a metal pin. Allowing the jaw to naturally move without the interference of her hand,
Monica was pleased of the simple motion of the jaw half closed with a single spring in. The
bunny began to shift away once more to get the matching spring set as well as a screwdriver and
four screws. A simple little press of the spring into place and screws digging into flesh and bone
to hold firm for the time being. The process took a handful of minutes before the springs were
\fproperly locked in place. Alice’s jaw, now firmly closed when not held, opened easily with
Monica’s fingers dug into her lip, barely any pressure parting the cold maw. A churring snicker
came from the rabbit, who began to feel along her corpse doll’s maw again.
Around the time the bunny was finishing up the doll’s touchups, she sat up with the dick
in her body, huffing breathlessly as the knot pressed firmly on the inner edge of her tailhole. As
Alice was resituated onto the metal work table, Monica tugged hard at the knot. Little regard was
shown for Roxy as the irritation it caused in the bunny being unbearable over twenty minutes! It
took a hard tug, but the partially inflated knot fell from her rabbit hole as Monica stood up fast,
practically falling against the desk with the corpse. The heavily sleeping wolf grunted and briefly
stirred, sighing and laying back in the metal chair, going back to sleep with a faint snore.
Then, Monica began the second to last production phase of the doll: the fun of simply
stuffing the toy! The bunny began to wiggle around her entire basement workshop, searching and
finally pulling a sizable bag of firm stuffing out from the closet. Blowing dust off of it briefly,
she walked over to Alice, grasping handfuls and shoving them into her open back. Slowly filling
the back of her corpse with each individual tuft of stuffing, steadily filling up the ribcage before
working downwards from there. Overstuffing just enough, Monica began to take up needle and
thread, steadily running the slim, piercing tool through flesh with a warm red-orange string,
stitching the back together with a slow, methodical, professional nature. With the open cunt not
having a womb to flow into, that served as a good breeding sleeve as well as an area to replace
stuffing from without pulling out all the stitching! For the time being, the bunny was done,
taking her new toy into her arms and carrying her out of the drab and cold basement up towards
the living room, once again collapsing almost completely naked on the couch with only a lab-
coat and boots on, clinging lustfully to the red-panda snuff doll.
As the day went on into the late afternoon, the bunny was slowly stirred awake by the
sizzling sound and succulent smell of flesh being cooked in her own kitchen. At first, Monica
ignored the smell and sound, burying her face into the corpse doll’s soft breasts while almost
shoving away the rest of the world. For a moment, a yawn and hesitated gasp came, the bunny
sitting up with a huff while looking down towards the kitchen, her lab coat open to expose her
white front to the slowly warming house.
Down the way from the faux leather couch sat in the middle of the living room, Roxy was
seen completely naked in front of the stove. A steam stream rising from her work, magenta eyes
fixated away from the bunny and red panda doll. Next to the large grey wolf herm was the
bucket previously used to hold the organs for transportation, although from the looks of it...
some of the organs were already ripped out of the metal container.
As Monica yawned once more, Roxy’s ears perked up and made her look down towards
the bunny with her cunt pressed to the corpse’s chest, a warm and sly smile appearing on the
canine’s maw. “Oh, slept well, again? You need rest, honestly, ‘cause you keep passing out and
waking up again and again.” The wolf scolded while huffing, taking the currently used pan and
\fpulling it away, showing the contents of a kidney frying in the cast iron object, being placed back
on the stove.
The bunny slowly stood, leaving Alice to lay in what looked like a rather uncomfortable
position while making her way over towards the chef of a wolf. Although she never said, Monica
found the skill Roxy put into preparing any meal, weather for her carnivorous appetite or not,
was just a terrifying sight to see as a prey species herself. As she pressed towards Roxy, Monica
took a tired look into the halfway filled bucket, huffing heavily while pulling away from the
bloody and messy scene.
“How long have I been asleep this time?” Monica sighed with a little yawn peppering the
end of the brief sentence. The sluggish green eyes lazily looking over to the stove covered with
pans and pots, all four eyes of the stove cranking away a roaring heat to cook whatever feast the
wolf was preparing for herself.
Moving her large paw from the pan, Roxy pet the brown bunny before pulling her close
to her breasts, starting to tease the rabbit by momentarily choking her. “Just long enough for me
to get a good meal made. Probably gonna spend the weekend here, just so you know. Not like I
even need a change of clothes.” The wolf joked a bit, squeezing Monica’s head tigter between
her arm and breast.
The tired rabbit retreated halfheartedly while being pulled and squeezed, an adorable
squeak sounding off from the embarrassed bunny. “P-please take showers at least?” Monica said
lightly while shoving away from the larger wolf, sighing a bit overdramatically. “And, well, I
guess I’ll go on and take Alice outside to make sure she stays more... preserved. What did you
do with the rest of Trace, Rox? Throw him away?”
Turning away, the large wolf pointed over to the couch with Alice’s contorted body, the
ruined brown furred corpse of Trace laying on the top of the couch, shoved off to the side to be
out of the way. “Was honestly expecting you to wake up and accidentally make that thing fall on
you, but... yea. Not missing anything else besides the head and the guts. Prepping his kidney
right now, actually.” Roxy stated bluntly while patting Monica’s head. The wolf began to lean in,
pulling Monica into a kiss in order to tease the tired bunny, forcing her to wake up while slipping
the rough canine tongue into her mouth. “I'll bring some food down to you, just get to work
again.”
She couldn’t just turn down an excuse to start feeling over Alice’s corpse once more in
order to make sure it was perfectly preserved more-so than just being stuffed with cotton. Quietly
blushing and storming off, the rabbit began to pull the surprisingly heavy snuff doll up into her
arms once more, holding her bridal style. “Anything you want to do with his corpse? It’s all
yours, honestly, since you ‘re the one to tear it up.” Monica said accusingly to Roxy while
walking towards the basement.
“Oh, yea, I planned to get him turned into a punching bag and speed bag set. Well, the
torso for the punching bag, and the head for the speed bag.” Roxy spoke quickly, looking over to
\fMonica with a little wink. “Don’t be afraid to suck him off one last time, or make that dick into a
handle. Just....”
The bunny rolled her eyes, pulling the door open with her free hand while starting to
walk down the stairs, the corpse bouncing lightly in her arms. “Yes, I know, just be creative with
whatever Ill be doing with it. I’ll just come up and get his body after this, then” The bunny said
idly while pulling the weight of Alice down towards the door, holding her up as best she could
while fumbling with the handle for a moment
As Monica left Roxy to making her kidney breakfast, the bunny huffed and struggled
upon pulling the freshly stuffed doll down into the cool room. Setting Alice down on the table
for a moment to situate herself, the bunny popped her back with a heavy huff, wrapping her arms
around the doll. Heaving the cotton filled doll up into her arms once more, setting her limp body
in place to be locked back in those shackles hanging from the ceiling, Monica huffed while
pulling away, seeing the red panda suspended fully by her wrists.
The brown rabbit eased away, finally buttoning the lab coat up all the way to be safe with
the coming events, rolling the sleeves down to protect her forearms. While pulling on a pair of
latex gloves over her white furred hands, Monica began to open up the little windows in the
basement, allowing some fresh air to flow through the room. Sliding a respirator over her white
maw and tightening it in place, the bunny began to ease a clear preservation solution from her
table, holding it and priming it with a little twist of the nozzle.
A clean, clear mist of the special compound began to flow out over Alice’s body like a
warm summer shower after a day at the beach, the wet solution quickly setting as a temporary
firmness in the red-orange fur. Spritz after spritz, Monica eased around the living doll while
making sure to get every nook and cranny, pressing those rather sexy legs apart and spraying a
healthy dose around the fluff of her cunt and inner thighs. As it landed on the Alice’s fur, it dried
rather rapidly while the bunny eased away, snickering lightly behind the muffling respirator.
The fur of the red panda glistened in the light bathing in around her body from the
outside world and the singular light fixture above her head, making her body seem to glow in the
warmth of it all. Satisfied, the bunny began to unhook the woman from her restraints, laying her
face down on the table with a sneer, prodding her fingers deep into Alice’s exposed hole. “You
know, Alice,” Monica began to speak while the latex covered fingers prodded deeper into her. “I
might need to install a fake vagina, just so a dick’s not going in cotton. Should I have thought
about that before? Yes.” She spoke to herself with a huff of disappointment, lightly rubbing her
other hand in Alice’s back.
While the bunny slowly peeled herself away with a little glance over the doll of a woman
lying on the table, she started her search for a penetrative sort of sex toy, one in a rather... pink
and fleshy color. Upon finding one, Monica sat down by Alice, starting to cut the ends of the
silicon toy to line it up with the cunt as well as give space for cum and stuffing. As the silicon
fuck toy was cut to fit within the red panda’s body, Monica began to slowly slide it in through
Alice’s vaginal lips, creating a noticeable bulge as the overflow of cotton began to slowly settle.
As the fleshy tube was pushed all the way inside, a light was flipped on as the bunny took the
\fred-orange thread and needle, carefully stitching it to the corpse’s own cunt, keeping the strokes
short and tight.
As the thread was tied in a neat bow, Monica looked over Alice’s pretty body, patting the
doll’s ass with a little smile to herself. All that needed to be done was just to allow the fur to
settle back to its smooth texture with time, the preserving compound making the usually plush
fur feel like trimmed pine needles. The bunny huffed while pulling her new doll into her arms,
setting her over on the metal chair where she was first bled out.
Finishing her work with Alice, the bunny walked off up the stairs, huffing while
unbuttoning her lab coat once more and presenting her bare chest and belly to the warm world
again. Balling up the used latex gloves and dropping them in the trash, Monica looked over to
see Roxy greedily chowing down on the prepared organs that had an intoxicating smell of blood
and grease rising in the air. The pair shared only a glance, the bunny quickly moving on while a
shudder went down her pierced back, white paws slowly scooping up the headless corpse of
Trace. As the weasel was pulled into her grasp, she swiftly retreated back into the basement.
“Monica,” Roxy called out with food still in her mouth, a hungry gulp coming from the
wolf as the bit of kidney disappeared down her throat. “Just so you know, I left his head on the
floor. Didn’t touch it. Also, would you like some?”
The teasing little offer made the bunny huff snobbishly, starting to press into the cold
basement once more. “Thanks, I could’ve slipped on it earlier. But no, I won’t have any, you
know my stomach can’t exactly handle meat. Especially red meat, like that.” Looking over her
shoulder with a sly look on her face, the bunny continued. “Unless you want to see me vomiting
like a firchose by the time I get back?”
As that sarcastic jab slashed through the warm air of the kitchen, Roxy matched it was a
heavy laugh. “Just go back to work, I’ll finish it by myself, grass eater.” As soon as she finished,
the wolf took another hungry bite of the flesh, Monica rolling her eyes and dipping away once
more into the cool basement, idly closing the door behind her.
Carrying the headless corpse of Trace, Monica brought him over to the table, setting his
rather ripped body to show off the rough spots where Roxy made a point of brutalizing the
already dead weasel. Whistling softly while prodding her finger in one of the claw marks, the
sheer depth of it made her shudder; cool, bloodless flesh of where it was parted by an ebony
claw. It was simply just another thing to fix up. The bunny easing the needle over to her side as
well as some medical glue and brown thread. The glue was spurted in each of the three claw
marks, the fourth not requiring due to its shallowness of the pinky claw’s slash. As each wound
was flooded with the glue, Monica’s agile white paws began to make the thread dip and dive
between the sides of each gnash, stitching it up with simple and quick motions.
As the little bit of cleanup on the body itself was complete, the bunny sat Trace’s body up
to sit up as straight as possible, running her fingers over the rough bite of where Roxy
decapitated him. Sighing softly with a faint disappointment, Monica slashed a slim knife over all
of the sharp fleshy inconsistencies. After little progress, she decided after three minutes of work
\fto just cut lower completely. Finding one of the vertebrae and pressing the blade to its top edge,
Monica began with long, swift, trailing cuts across the weasel’s neck, sawing a flat disk of flesh
off and leaving the rest of it looking rather flat.
With the simple cuts, Monica shifted the arms above the neck, taking both of Trace’s
brown paws into her soft grasp, slowly wiggling his cold hands to interlock as if holding his own
hand. Uncapping a black marker with her teeth and idle hand, Monica marked where each of his
fingers lined up when his hands were held together, locations to put little magnets. After the
marks were made, the bunny cut into the marks, making small divots. Then she slid little
neodymium magnets into each and every fingertip until all cuts in his fluff had a similar magnet
buried under flesh, sealed up with medical glue alone. With the new structure, Trace’s corpse
could be hung separate from a regular punching back while also being able to be restrained on
one.
As the body cleanup was looking rather finished to her decree, Monica forced his paws to
grasp onto the chains hanging from the ceiling, the magnets working like a dream while holding
him up without slipping! Granted, no stuffing or extra additive was put in Trace’s gapping
emptiness of a belly; no sand or form of firmer stuffing. Monica’s attention was turned to the
weasel’s head, laying limply on the ground with tired eyes open, a faint smile on the lifeless
head.
While Monica lifted the weasel’s face off the ground, a similar issue to the body was
instantly noticeable while looking at the jagged rip of where his head originally attached to his
body. Due to the lack of space to remove more material, the bunny tightened Trace’s head ina
clamp for a sort of transfusion of parts. Slowly drizzling medical glue, the bunny aligned the
fleshy disk to his neck, pressing with a soft squish to make a barely noticeable seem. Stitching it
rather quickly to ensure it will stay closed, Monica sighed while petting his head now free from
the clamp. Looking down at the brown head, she attempted to decide on how to empty it of all of
its contents before an obvious answer presented itself.
Cutting out the two eyes was a usual practice for her, like what she did for Alice, but she
began to wriggle and squirm the blade in deeper. The brain rattling around within the skull
would cause too much randomness for use as a speed bag, thus it needed to be removed. As the
blade slowly glided along each and every section of it, the pink, grey, and ripped up brain was
put into a disposal bucket, the bunny looking rather proud of her work once more. Magnets were
placed in his ears as well as mouth, similar to how it was done with his hands, the ears to act as a
support and the mouth to seal it closed while giving the option of opening it.
As the bunny finished up preparing the head, she huffed while drawing out a heavy bag
of sand from the back corner of the closet. Opening it up had a flume of loose sand flying up into
the air, a few grains forcing the rabbit to sneeze while she hid her face. Grasping the cup within
it and filling it, she turned to the empty head. The sand was fed through Trace’s empty eye
socket first, slowly filling up his head with cup after cup of sand, having to be turned over onto
the back of his head to get it all to settle properly. Upon finishing with the sand, little plastic
\fgreen eyes were shoved into place, strong enough to withstand a direct hit as well as flexible
enough to bend to said hard-hits.
The bunny pressed in, slowly turning the now rather weighty head upside down, once
again making marks with the black marker once again, marking a circle of dots on the fleshy
underside. Heaving the head up and pressing it on its body, forcing the excess ink to get
transferred to it, Monica took Trace’s head and set it down in her lap. Magnets, again, were sewn
into the soft and sensitive flesh of his neck, being forced in with a blade and sealed tight with
that medical glue once more. The process was repeated on Trace’s body, the matching set being
put together as the rather strong and powerful magnets held the heavy head to the body.
Sand was mostly needed only in Trace’s torso; each cup of sand was poured into his
back, flowing down like water and filling the cavity to keep his body from collapsing in on itself.
There was some stitching needed to keep all of the sand that cascaded into his body from
escaping and spilling out. Brown thread was darting up the incision over the back, sealing up his
body once more with swift stitches up the gnash. As it was finished, Monica took a step back,
looking over the entire situation with a forced big-picture idea, her green eyes running over cach
and every element of the head and its matching body with a critical eye.
A hushed snicker came from Monica as she finished her last project for the day, easing
out of the basement and towards Roxy, who was now napping on the couch. The wolf’s eyes
stirred lightly as the brown bunny began to make herself known, a large yawn showing off the
canine’s teeth as Monica came closer. “So, Roxy, I finished fixing him up. If you want, I can
help you take both parts to your car?” The seemingly static and lifeless air was almost
suffocating in a sense, the rabbit’s nose leading her away to the fridge and opening it to pull out a
vibrant red apple.
“Already?” The wolf sighed heavily, laying back dramatically. “You finished, so you’re
forcing me out?” Roxy teased while slowly rolling over onto her belly, a little stretch making her
back pop with a satisfying sound. “I’m just gonna get a look at what you did, first.” The wolf
snarled while pulling herself up from the couch, the red panda corpse rolling to fill the space
from the large shemale.
Turning towards the wolf, the bunny hesitantly reached out to stop her as Roxy was
already walking towards the chilling basement. Monica swiftly picked up the pace to follow,
hungrily biting into the apple for a moment while quickly sliding down the stairs to watch the
towering wolf stare at the hanging corpse. Strong paws grasped Trace’s head, pulling it off with
a simple snap of the magnets, a low huff coming as the wolf while setting the weighty skull aside
onto the table, where it kept an upright position. The rabbit could only watch as the somewhat
tired and sluggish wolf reached back, giving a solid punch to the fleshy punching bag. A heavy
thwack filled the air, the clattering of chains settling as the corpse lifelessly relaxed into position
for another hit, which quickly followed.
A minute or so passed until Roxy was satisfied, grasping the weasel’s dead body to stop
it from swaying. “Okay, yea, that’s good.” She huffed with a lustful and aggressive tone, heaving
the corpse’s arms off of the chains and onto her shoulder, dragging Trace away from the
\fbasement. “Well, do you want me out of your hair at this point? Maybe I'll drop by for another
pickup within the week.” She teased, glaring magenta eyes towards the rabbit hinting at
something far more mischievous.
Monica couldn’t really react other than snagging the decapitated head and bringing it
with her to chase after the large yet fast wolf. “At least take the head with you!” The rabbit
whined while casting the apple aside, carrying the severed head like it’s a football.
Once back in the living room, Roxy quickly turned around and grasped at the bunny’s
ears with her free arm, pulling Monica into a heated kiss for barely a moment. The wolf’s tongue
prodded lightly into the rabbit’s maw, forcing her to blush a brighter red than the apple. A thick,
suffocating warmth crossed over the bunny while melting into the kiss, her tongue lulling out of
her maw after the quick embrace.
“Tl get tt when I come back. Maybe Ill drag you off, too, if you’re not lucky.” The wolf
teased, booping the bunny’s nose before easing away. Getting her own pants on and slipping the
weasel’s body away in a simple body bag, getting up and walking out to her car. Monica was left
standing there, partially in a daze, a slight hunger in her stomach while watching the wolf drive
off. Holding Trace’s severed and lifeless head, she sighed while petting it, walking over to the
half-eaten lunch Roxy left behind.
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