Loving Lustful Sacrifice It was a quiet night on the summer solstice, a full moon rising in the air as the witching hour approached. As the big, bright moon rose in the sky, a fox quietly slipped off away from the town, covered in a dark cloak to hide her vibrant orange fur and the skimpy outfit underneath. She was darting away towards a cozy little cottage on the very edge of the forest, the home of the little coven she attended. Whispering the secret phrases at the door with the head witch of the coven, the vixen was whisked inside with a quick hand, the door slamming shut behind her. Within the candle light, there was a circle drawn in on the ground out of ground rye and wheat, the head witch of the coven standing before the fox in nothing but black lingerie and high heels. Satin lace clung to the taller bunny's body with a simple bra, a garter belt, panties, and stockings, added bridal gloves going up to her elbows. The rabbit smiled and moved in close, feeling her hands within the vixen's cloak to rub against her orange, soft sides. A quiet churr of pleasure came from the brown and white bunny as she held the witch close, her emerald eyes tracing up and down the fox's body. "H-hi, Monica, are we... still up for the harvest ritual?" The nervous vixen asked, keeping her cloak around her scantily clad body while gazing into the bunny's eyes. "I've, uh... made a few preparations, as you told me..." Her small voice was adorable with how terrified, yet excited she was, the conflicting flavors making the moment a special kind of sweet. The vixen was bent over, her arms around her stomach to quell the butterflies in her belly, adverting her gaze after seeing the head witch look over her form. "So, you're completely ready for tonight, Roxanne?" The bunny sighed softly, bringing the girl into a tight hug, cuddling together with breasts squishing against each other. "You're going to be a lovely sacrifice, dear, but only if you're truly ready to give your spark of life up for an amazing harvest. If you want, I could bring your soul back here so we can talk during it? Watch your body be played with and hear how I enjoy your limp corpse?" Her soft words were contrasted with the starkly different context, twirling her fingers over the soft fox's fluff, feeling similar lingerie on her form and snickering softly. A low whine of pleasure came from Roxanne as she pushed off her hood, revealing her brown locks and eager, jade eyes. "Y-yes, Monica, I'm just a little nervous to how much it'll hurt...." She replied, pressing herself in close to the bunny. "I even got the lingerie you wear for myself. The heels, too...~ F-fuck, I hope this is as fun as it seems...." Groaning lustfully, she pressed into Monica and held onto her, slowly letting her cloak slip off and reveal her shoulders. Quiet snickers came from the bunny as she rolled her hands over the fox's shoulders, taking the long dark cloak off of the vixen before her. "I see that, Roxanne, and you look lovely in it~" Monica teased her fellow witch, reaching down and giving her garter belt strap a slight pull to make it snap to her thigh. "In that case, go on and get in the middle of the ritual, dear. I'll get the ceremonial dagger and the book of incantations to keep you tethered here just a bit longer." Monica leaned in and nuzzled against Roxanne's soft lips, embracing her in a lustful kiss while squeezing the fox close to her. "And, well, this is your last chance to back out. From how eager you sound, I doubt you want to, but just in case... I gotta hear it now, Roxanne." There were no words as the vixen slipped into the ritual circle of grains, shuddering as she slipped down to sit in the middle, her heels clacking against the wooden floor. With a quiet nod, Monica gave Roxanne a soft head pat and walked away, obtaining the materials they needed. The pair were alone in this small cottage, the rabbit's quiet rustling around for her equipment the only noise in the entire building, other than the anxious and excited breaths of the vixen. As the candles burned down, the bunny witch returned and set aside a book, sliding out a long and curved dagger for Roxanne to see before flipping to the page for talking to the dead. Moving into the circle along with the willing sacrifice, Monica let out a soft sigh while embracing her from behind in the circle of grains. A lustful sound echoed into Roxanne's ear, the rabbit slowly drawing the ornate blade across the black lace covering the vixen's chest, threatening to begin early. The warm embrace of death was around the shivering vixen, pleasurable nervousness radiating through her body as Monica held the blade closer, almost tearing the lace bra. Silver metal pressing into the sensitive tit of the willing victim, getting a joyous little squeal coming from her as she began to squirm in pleasure, backing into the one killing her. "Shh~" Monica cooed into Roxanne's ear, her free hand rubbing along her panty covered slit. "Just calm down and take long, deep breathes, Roxanne ~ Relax and feel the warmth of me around you, deep and slow breathes~" The rabbit beckoned the fox to fall into a relaxing trance like state, gentling fingering the vixen's moist hole. "I'm going to count down from five, okay? Once I hit zero, the knife's going straight for your heart and it'll sting for a moment, just a small moment. Does that sound good, my little vixen toy?" Monica churred lovingly into Roxanne's ear, giving it a soft kiss while tracing the pointed blade around the fluffy chest. Panting heavily, the eager vixen could barely pull her jade eyes away from the silver blade teasing her closer and closer to the one killing blow her skimpy body needed. "O-okay, yea, that sounds... good, Monnie...~" Roxanne moaned softly, pressing up into the blade while her needy cunt was played with. Moving her own hand down, she began to pull her black panties aside and thrust her fingers into the pale furred slit, letting out a loving gasp. "I-I'm ready, just... mmm... f-fuck...~" Her erotic noises stirred pleasure in the bunny as well, the blade lightly dancing and severing a few furs from the fox's front. "Five~" Monica whispered like whispering a dirty secret in the dead of night, holding the vixen close like a well-loved plush toy, muzzle pressed ever so close to her ear. "Four~" Her words edged Roxanne closer and closer to the bliss of the piercing blade, a deadly venom mixed with pleasure and pain. "Three~ Halfway there, Roxanne, you're doing great~" The bunny was encouraging, thrusting three of her fingers in nice and deep into the warm honey pot of the vixen's cunt. "Two~ So close, aren't you~?" Monica let out a little giggle while shoving her fingers down to the knuckle within Roxanne's warm cunt, mashing her thumb against the sensitive clit. Before the last poisonous syllable came falling from the bunny's maw, the silver blade ripped through fabric and flesh on a bee line towards the heart! Blood splattered across the dark bridal glove of the head witch as she delt the final blow to her underling, sending her to death within seconds. "One~ Good girl, Roxanne, good girl~" She spoke and gave a kiss to the shocked fox's head. Roxanne huffed loudly as the blade slammed into her chest, mouth going agape with her tongue lulling out of her maw and dripping saliva onto her plump chest. The pleasure the lovely vixen felt exploded with the simple thrust of the blade, an orgasm spewing from her thoroughly pleasured cunt as her legs spasmed in the moments before death. One of her gloved paws reached up to grab hold of the blade, perhaps in a weak attempt to wrench it free with Monica's hand on it, eventually giving in to just have it rest against her superior's paw lovingly. As the loving words encouraging her to slip away came to Roxanne's ear, the fox slowly let her jade eyes flutter closed, her breathing slowing as she relaxed and went limp against the rabbit who stabbed her heart. Holding her close like a lover would, the rabbit softly nibbled at the warm neck of the limp vixen's corpse. The warmth was nice, watching the blood dribble down Roxanne's orange and white front to eventually splash against the cum coated cunt, pooling on the wood beneath them. Monica giggled into the fox's ear as she slowly drew out the blade, a splash of blood covering her gloved paw. The lapine lovingly licked the blade clean and cast it aside, falling out of the ritualistic circle of grains and moving her paws back to the corpse of her willing sacrifice for the harvest. "Oh, Roxanne, you're such a pretty little fox~" The bunny cooed lovingly, casting her gaze away towards the book of incantations. "Let's see here..." Monica groaned as she craned her head over the circle to look at the pages, trying to make out the words from so far away. Clearing her throat, she began the incantation spell to summon Roxanne's spirit back to watch the fun, speaking it in a sing-song voice. "Yesterday the moonlight came and whisked you away~ There you walked your path, but to here you sway~" Monica held the corpse close as she rocked, continuing the soft summoning song. "Step out of the dark and into this light~ Come now o' spirit, please hear my plight~ A song to the grave, especially for you~ Now come home to me and make these words true~!" As the incantation was spoken into the air, the bloodied gloves of the bunny rolling across Roxanne's plush body, a soft green glow appeared from the closed eyes of the vixen. Slowly, the corpse's spirit was pulled from the body in a ghostly form, being partially transparent and in a faded jade hue. The ghost was completely naked, the only defining feature of her form being the large gash in her chest where the murdering blade went in. Monica smiled as she saw the incantation worked, picking up one of the limp arms and waving towards Roxanne's spirit as it appeared before her, hovering over the circle. "Hi, Roxanne ~ Welcome back~" Monica cooed lovingly, dropping the vixen's arm. The bunny reached out towards the ethereal spirit and brushed her fingers through the transparent ghost of the fox in her arms, sighing softly. "So? What does it feel like? Books can only tell you so much about what death feels like." The lapine spoke gently and like this was a normal occurrence, snickering as the soft hiss of Roxanne's corpse pissing filled the air. "Oh, look at that, rigor mortis set in already." A low groan came from the vixen floating in the air, the spirit struggling to focus while grabbing ahold of her temples. "H-huh? It... already happened? I'm dead? Gods, my head...." Roxanne opened her eyes slowly, looking towards the rabbit and her own corpse, gasping while seeing how she was sprawled out with piss and blood pooling beneath her body. Lingering closer to her body, her ethereal green hand touched and went through the orange furred cheek. "O-oh, wow... I, uh... I look good, don't I? Oh, okay, that feels weird." Roxanne quickly pulled her hand away from her limp body, looking towards Monica. "O-oh, right, uh... well... I have a splitting headache and, well... I feel oddly warm?" The bunny nodded and smiled, looking at the spirit before her with overwhelming joy at the incantation working and bringing her willing victim back from the grave for some fun. "That's what I've read. Well, I hope you enjoy the show, you sexy little fox~" Monica teased, pulling the flopping head of Roxanne's corpse in close, giving her limp lips a lustful kiss, not even breaking her gaze from the wide eyes of the ghostly fox. With a light giggle, the rabbit shoved her tongue deep into the vixen's limp maw, wrestling with the soft and floppy tongue just to tease the spirit watching her own corpse get played with. Sharping moaning, Roxanne's ghost moved almost effortlessly through the air, her hands reaching to her crotch and breast to squeeze them, not attempting to gain any pleasure from physical objects. She prodded her own wound where Monica stabbed her heart while squishing a tit, watching as the bunny held and gently touched the floppy corpse. With gravely pleasure, the spirit moaned and groaned in her enthusiasm, eyes permanently gazing towards her summoner and her own body. Wishing to put on a lovely show for the murdered fox, Monica's hands began to slip along Roxanne's sides, streaking blood down her left. Silent except for a loving groan, the rabbit dug her hands in between the plush thighs and slowly spread them, making the high heels of the corpse brush over the grain ritual circle. Drunk on the pleasure of enjoying the body and the show, Monica could only giggle as Roxanne's spirit watched vigilantly, barely even noticing or caring that the ritual was disrupted! All the bunny could think of in her necrophiliac stupor of pleasure was pulling her paw up and slapping it down onto the vixen's cunt, getting a sharp moan from the spirit watching. "O-oh, yes, more! Show me more! Defile my body!" Roxanne's ghost screamed from the corner of the room, her voice echo-y and distant as she spoke. Pleasurable bliss had her by the collar as well, not even noticing from her vantage point that the ritualistic circle was broken. "Strip me and use me like a fuck toy!" Her words continued with a high of lust in her voice, begging for the pleasurable touch. Giggling softly, Monica undid the garter belt straps and began to strip off the panties from the piss-soaked cunt. "Aw, you make such a good argument for why I should take your corpse and make it into my little doll for the night~ You might as well see me cum on your corpse, shouldn't you?" The bunny continued to strip the vixen from bra to garter belt, leaving the stockings, gloves, and heels on her corpse. "Nothing but a little dress up doll for me, aren't you, hun? Aw, look at you, masturbating as someone takes control of your helpless body~" Monica continued to tease Roxanne as she spoke, spreading the vixen's cunt nice and wide for her to see. The teasing words got the fox's spirit to blush and grow flustered, halting for a moment as the teasing phrases sent shudders into her injured heart. Mouth agape, the ghostly vixen slipped in closer and closer, looking at her own corpse and the teasing rabbit witch who held it close. Observing it like an interested viewer to a special show, Roxanne gasped as Monica shoved the corpse towards her, making the two foxy maws intercept as the spirit passed through it. With the encouragement of a little eyebrow wiggle, the bunny sat back with fingers in the corpse's maw, allowing the ghost to smooch herself, despite going through the cooling flesh of her own mouth. Monica smiled and pet the corpse's head as she watched the ghost unsuccessfully make out with her body. "Good girl~ You like how sexy your corpse looks, don't you? Here, step aside for a moment, let me move it." The bunny demanded briefly, slowly moving the orange furred corpse down and flipping it onto the bare white and orange belly. With a gesture, the bunny invited Roxanne to come forward and kiss her, even though they both knew that the spirit would easily pass through the bunny and leave no touch, other than a cooling temperature. Regardless, the ethereal lips of the vixen were pressed to the rabbit's lips in a loving kiss, the corpse's face shoved into Monica's moist cunt in an effort to masturbate using the limp body. Thrusting her hips into the fox's body, the lapine let out lustful moans while grinding the relaxed face into her crotch, looking through the spirit before her as they attempted to kiss. Roxanne's ghostly lips felt cool to her, chilling the bunny's flesh as the pair kissed, one of the ghost's paws reaching down to hold the rabbit's hand as she forced the limp body to her crotch. There was barely a care of the ritual being destroyed further and further, the high heeled feet of the vixen's body kicking one of the lit candles to the ground. Smoke rose from the fallen, snuffed out candle as the pair continued to play, one out of the grave and the other beyond it, the smoke getting stirred from the eager fox's ethereal tail. Grains of the ritual were scattered and splashed around, almost like a tornado hit the room. Cooled blood and piss that now stained the corpse's belly was being smeared along the ground in a dark, mostly red pool Passion was almost a physical object between the pair, one of Monica's hands attempting to wrap around the waist of the ghostly vixen before her, only being enveloped in the cooled spirit's form. Roxanne in turn wiggled her fingers through the chest of the rabbit, reaching and feeling the warm, beating heart of the bunny before her. Quivering and gasping, the lapine shuddered from the chill in her heart, her eyes fluttering closed as she enjoyed the presence of her dead pupil, her toes curling in her heels as she was lovingly teased by death. By now, Monica's hands curling into the fox corpse's brown locks have forced the head into the sweet bunny folds again and again, coating the face with the rabbit's arousal like makeup. "Mmmm...~ You feel so warm, miss Monica...~" Roxanne moaned out lovingly while entwinning her ethereal hand with her mistress's hand, feeling how she guided the corpse. "It's like... I can feel the warmth of your soul in you, too~" The echoing vixen's voice graced the rabbit's ears like an intoxicating poison. "You just... feel so nice to touch and feel your heat, even if I can't feel your body as well...~" She whispered with a shy sigh. Monica would lean away, her head falling between two lit candles while roughly grinding her hips along the dead fox's face. "F-fuck...~" She moaned out, only replying in pleasured moans while attempting to get the corpse to eat out her needy slit. "I just... mmm... gotta cum on you and put you... f-fuck... back to sleep~" The bunny's tongue lulled out as she got closer and closer to orgasm with the dead fox between her plush thighs. The spirit followed the rabbit as she laid down, Roxanne's faded green form floating barely a centimeter above the bunny. "Do you... have to put me away again?" She said with a disappointed whine in her voice, putting both of her hands on the candles around Monica, snuffing out the flames as whisps of smoke flows into her ethereal body. "I want to stay here with you and feel your warmth forever and ever~ A warm cuddle bunny and her cold, ghostly fox~" Roxanne fantasized aloud to the rabbit, oner of her smoke-filled hands reaching down to press into her ethereal folds, releasing a moan right into Monica's face. "I-I...~" She began, opening her eyes to stare into the vixen's face, completely filled of lust and the heat of pleasured passion. The rabbit let out a shuddering moan as she pressed the snout of the corpse into her glistening cunt, closing her eyes and tossing her head aside. "M-maybe just for a minute... so I can bring you back and keep you here~" Monica groaned in pleasure, gasping as she pushed the corpse deeper into her warm folds and whining in orgasmic pleasure, coating the orange furred face with her cum. As the rabbit was getting herself off with the fox's remnants, Roxanne's spirit was enjoying her own ethereal body while drifting ever so close to the bunny's body. It was all the encouragement she needed from her witchy bunny that things will be okay and she would be able to watch all the fun rituals that Monica would do from beyond the grave. Pleasure rolled into the vixen's body, enveloping her jade hued spirit as her fingers went through the transparent cunt, edging herself to orgasm while seeing her corpse's face get coated in bunny cum! "Y-yes, yes, take me as your trophy! Leave my body whole, take my soul for your pleasure! F-fuck, keep my body, too!" Roxanne screamed in her echoing voice, moaning a she orgasmed in her own lustful encouragement. As both of the women were in their lustful bliss of afterglow, the spirit slowly lowered onto the living witch's body, enveloping her in the blanket of her cool ectoplasm. It was a clunky, beyond the grave embrace as Monica's arms lightly flopped along her stomach and through Roxanne's spirit, her thighs squeezing around the dead fox's head. With a light groan, the lapine pulled the corpse onto her stomach, allowing the bloodied chest to rest against her body. Roxanne didn't mind at all as any of this was happening, simply existing in her own joy while pressed close to the warmth of the living rabbit witch, her quick beating heart like calming waves to her ear. "Mmmm...~" The vixen moaned lustfully, pressing her chilled form to the warmth of the rabbit, basking in the heat. "Th-thank you for sacrificing me and playing with my body...~" Roxanne whispered quietly, the echo less noticeable as she calmed down. Quietly groaning, Monica sat up with the corpse laid out across her arms, going through the chilled air that was the spirit's form. "Shh, shh...~ I liked it, too~ I just... ugh... need to get your body preserved if we're keeping it around." The bunny witch sighed as she heaved the fox corpse up, attempting to stand with her heels making it hard for a moment. The vixen's corpse was heavy for the rabbit, digging her heels into the wood flooring to get traction while dragging the corpse out of the ruined circle. By the casual way Monica did this, Roxanne's watchful ghost could imply that she did this a lot or was treating it like a drunk, passed out person. As the foxy body was dropped onto a table, limbs sprawled out in uncomfortable looking positions, the rabbit grunted as she went towards the book on the ground. It took barely a moment for the bunny to turn her flustered pleasure into a precise focus, not even taking a second for her to flip to a new page in the grimoire and turn back towards the body. Monica cleared her throat while placing one of her gloved hands onto the belly of Roxanne's limp, lifeless body. "The rumbling earth once stole you away~ But no more, neither tomorrow nor today~" The rabbit continued the incantations, her gloved hand rolling along the orange and white fluff of the body. "Steel yourself, cooling form~ Your heat is gone, never again warm~ Surrender yourself all to me~ I'll make the rot never touch thee~" A warm glow came from the rabbit's hand as she read from the book the practiced lines, a faint orange glow enveloping the corpse in a protective spell. The bunny sighed as she finished it, setting aside the book with her back turned to Roxanne's ghost, almost forgetting about her lingering behind her. Monica gingerly lowered herself onto the mostly naked fox corpse, nuzzling her face into the plush breasts with a loving groan, planting a soft kiss to the knife wound at the lower edge of the left tit. Watching from the side, Roxanne's lingering spirit watched as the bunny enjoyed her body, holding back the love lust building in her ethereal throat. The jade-colored ghost watched as Monica's hands curled behind the limp corpse, wrapping it up in a loving hug and sliding her hands up the back of the body, gently caressing the dead fox. Roxanne saw as Monica started to turn, watching her movements as those emerald eyes sparkled with a warm pleasure of the moment, no words shared between the dead and living. The rabbit crouched down, spreading her legs while gathering the garments tossed aside in the lustful scene just moments before, taking them back to the limp corpse. With a gentle touch, her gloved hands slowly dressed Roxanne's helpless body; slipping on the panties, bra, and garter belt with a methodical focus, like dressing a doll. The vixen's spirit watched from the sidelines as her body was clothed in the black lingerie, watching Monica's hands roll over her body again and again while redressing the corpse. "Monica?" Roxanne's echoing voice made the rabbit jump a little, her fur standing on end as she whipped around towards the fox. "Do you... like dressing up my body? Does it feel nice to touch me and have me... completely to yourself?" Her erotic words flooded the air as she floated over closer to the rabbit, reaching out her jade, ectoplasm hands towards the lapine in a hug. It took a moment longer for the flustered bunny to answer, her eyes wide while feeling the enthusiasm come at her like a blizzard. "O-oh, sorry, I, uh... forgot you were still... watching... that." Monica answered and slowly backed up, her butt touching against the wet cunt of the corpse. "And, uh... why wouldn't I like it? All you are right now is just... a fleshy, very realistic doll. Maybe I'll take you to bed and put your body in pretty dresses before ripping them off and humping you again and again~" With the confirmation, the foxy ghost slowly pressed her cool ectoplasm into the warm bunny's form, giving her a hug that made the lapine shiver with a moan. With the lustful scene reigniting within the rabbit's mind, Monica groaned as she pulled the redressed corpse of Roxanne into her arms, putting the cooling flesh in the spirit. One of the bunny's hands held the head up, kissing against the cold dead lips as she held the corpse close, forcing the spirit to overlap with it. The bliss of an eternal fox to tease and talk to as a spirit could wait for a moment, all Monica wanted to do was make love to the vixen through the medium of her floppy corpse, clouding the lapine's judgement and focus. Roxanne after only a moment of the make out session began to whine in her echoing voice, begging wordlessly to have the final steps taken. It took hardly a second for Monica to come to her senses, listening to the lovely groaning whines of the vixen and letting out a long sigh, her tongue leaving a trail of saliva in the corpse's maw. The rabbit heaved the corpse close and began to walk away with it, shuddering and almost falling after passing through the cool vixen's ghost. As the corpse was lugged across the room, carried in the rabbit's arms like holding a passed-out friend, the bunny struggled to keep the fox in her grasp while opening a door. Soft grunts and groans came as Monica eventually pushed the door open with Roxanne's shoulder, sighing as the corpse's head lulled to the side and craned the neck in a painful position. With the flight of stairs ahead, the bunny took it slow while carrying the corpse to not slip, fall, and become a corpse herself. Each step that Monica took in her heels was thought out as she moved, allowing the dangling arms of the fox's body to uselessly slap against her back as she ascended to her room. "Okay... uff..." Monica groaned while forcing her bedroom door open, shoving the fox corpse in and tossing it aside onto the dark green bed. "Are you... still there? F-fuck, your corpse is heavy..." She complained momentarily while lighting a candle on the bedside table, looking around to see if Roxanne's spirit was lingering around her room. The ghostly green glow came from the doorway as the ghost phased through it effortlessly, inserting herself into the head witch's bedroom. It was dark and covered in all sorts of occultic things, the one main thing out of place being a cute plush dog that the corpse's head rested upon. Making herself known, Roxanne hovered a few feet away from Monica, her ethereal form directly against the wall as she waved. "P-please do what you need to and forget about me," Roxanne began with an excited flair to her echoing voice, "I'm just going to watch until you say otherwise." The vixen stayed off to the side, watching as Monica did her work. The bunny, acknowledging the fox, went to the rather cluttered desk and opened a drawer, pulling out a quartz like crystal tied in a necklace. She slowly drew it out and laid it on the plush chest of Roxanne's corpse, pressing it right between the breasts. Quick steps to the bookcase on one wall and Monica was scanning over the books again and again, pulling out a dark leather tome and reading it, flipping between pages in quiet observation. The witching bun pulled out multiple powders and oils, systematically dropping them onto the crystal between the plush boobs of Roxanne's body. With a quiet yawn, Monica turned to the ghost and gestured towards the body. "If you can, focus on the crystal and try to connect with it. It should serve as a vessel, now that I've prepared it." Her words were sleepy, as if she was completely ready to go to bed with a corpse and her plush toy. A quiet nod came as Roxanne did just that, her green glow slowly fading as her spirit slipped within the crystal and was set in her new vessel, a little crystalline home for her. After seeing it work, Monica smiled and put the necklace around the corpse's neck, then groaning as she flopped into bed right next to it. The rabbit slowly wrapped her limbs around the cold corpse, drawing it close to her body and staring into the relaxed face of the vixen. Blowing out a candle, Monica gave Roxanne's limp lips a loving kiss and pulled the blankets over their lingerie covered forms for a good night's sleep.