    Janice bounced eagerly down the stairs between the top and middle balconies of Club Meat Grinder, perky breasts jiggling and pierced nipples sparkling in the light. Huge green eyes took in everything with happy excitement, the slender red panda girl doing a twirl just for the fun of it as she stepped down onto the second floor. The momentum of her spin made her whirl about faster as she drew in her fluffy tail, hugging it to her bare chest like a favorite stuffed toy as she peeked over its tip with mischievous glee. Her dreams were about to come true, and this lovely place was going to make it possible. 

    Doing a half-dance as she hummed to herself, the young teen made her way toward the Toybox quadrant with a childish skip to her steps that her body indicated she ought to have outgrown. A filled out ass and set of hips swayed with every step, shapely thighs soft with short fur and slick along the inside with trickling wetness. Letting go of her tail, she swished the thick brush of fur behind her as she entered the forest of dildos and underbrush of deadly toys that was the Toybox.

    When Janice had taken her final, irreversible steps into Club Meat Grinder, she had been looking for one thing and one thing only. She was a girl with a singular interest, something she'd dedicated her life to, and soon would dedicate her death to as well. 

    Dogs.

    It was an obsession particularly deep rooted in the red panda, so intrinsic she barely even questioned it. As a younger child, Janice grown up with a feral dog as her constant companion, the puppy given to her as a newborn. She'd spent her formative years playing with it every day, training it and loving it. She'd never flinched from its sloppy wet kisses, never been bothered by cleaning up after it. Her sweet puppy had slept in her bed beneath the blankets with her at night, staying always by her side, comforting her when she was sad and barking in excitement when she triumphed. 

    In return, she'd pet and hugged her puppy, loved it and fed it, protected it from anything that might hurt it. She had shown it as much love and devotion as it showed her, the emotions feeling natural to her when directed at the animal. And when her poor dog had grown old enough to feel horny, humping everything in sight with desperate whines, she'd been determined to learn how to relieve his discomfort. 

    A few months of experimentation and wide-eyed internet research had subsequently lead the five year old Janice to develop an overpowering kink for canine bestiality, her daily play and nightly cuddles with her dog taking on new meaning and new pleasures as she learned to suck, stroke, and squeeze his knotted cock with her mouth, hands, and holes, both dog and girl training themselves to copulate in mutual comfort. Before long even the barest sight of his red rocket would set her slit to soaking, Pavlovian response training her cunt to always be ready to be her best friend's bitch. The red panda's early childhood became centered around the joy and ecstasy she got from feeling his knot swell in her, hearing his happy whining as she milked burning hot seed from his doggy balls. Love and lust beyond her years became ingrained into Janice, pounded into her soul by the beautiful red cock of her dog.

    Sadly, dogs don't live forever. Much to the sorrow of the mostly innocent child, she lost the love of her young life barely a week after she turned 10, crying for days as she ached in loss and need. In her grief, she turned to anything that might make her feel like he used to make her feel, seeking out other canines to rut the sadness out of her. Neighbors were more than happy to let her walk their dogs, hoping it'd console the child to be near their friendly mutts. She'd take their leashes with a sly smile, leading a veritable pack of puppies before her as they all walked along to whatever private place she'd picked out. 

    There, the preteened Janice would strip and spread herself, smiling as her smell enticed the half-trained dogs to come and use her. Breathing the musk of their precum as shafts slid from sheaths, warmth and pleasure would replace the ache of loss as she took the dogs into her mouth and holes. Every dog would get a turn, filling her up until her slit was red and stretched, legs quivering from multiple orgasms as the dogs roughly and mercilessly fucked her to the point of torture by overstimulation. If that didn't sate her, she'd even sneak out at night to crawl into the neighbor's doghouse, riding him while she moaned quietly in the dark. 

    Eventually the need to console herself faded, and her canine sluttery became simply part of who she was. Not a day went by where she didn't feel the familiar swelling sensation of a knot inflating in her hand or in one of her holes, even going to school with a thermos full of milked canine seed to drink at lunch, telling her friends it was cream of mushroom soup. Doggy cum became a constant presence in her belly and womb, the scent of it on her fur like perfume, comforting to her by how it reminded her of her beloved companion and happier days of youth.

    As she grew, even this level of debauchery stopped being enough for the young girl. While her friends began to grow interested in breeding with their middle school classmates, Janice was starting to realize how much she liked the dogs that weren't as gentle as the good boys as she'd previously played with. The scrape of claws across her back or a sharp-toothed muzzle gripping the back of her throat turned her on more than she could understand, the feeling of being hurt by a dog making her feel like nothing more than a mutt herself, a submissive bitch to be knotted and used. She loved it, and tried to find more, pushing her boundaries in the search for the thrill of danger and degradation. 

    Eventually, Janice realized her true desires, searching online for porn on a night where she hadn't been satisfied by the three gentle mutts she'd found to pump her holes. On accident, she clicked a video with an innocuous seeming thumbnail only to watch in shock as she saw a young herm being completely torn apart by dogs. The canine futa was set upon by the wild mutts, her muzzle stuffed and pussy knotted while the rest of the pack started to tear at her belly and breasts, turning her into food, into prey. The girl's own knot had inflated, sticky seed shooting onto the ground to mix with her blood as her throat was torn out.

    Janice came over and over to that video as she looped it, fingering herself until her wrist started to ache, then finding a toy so she could ride it. Nothing had ever turned her on more than imagining her body being eaten by the animals she so loved, so desired. Her masochism matured into full-fledged snuff fetishism, and she began to try and entice dogs to kill her the very next day. To her immediate disappointment, the mild-mannered mutts wouldn't bite. She'd been too sweet to them for the neighborhood dogs to want to do anything but nip, their killing instinct unable to be directed at the red panda that gave them so much pleasure. Even the rougher, worse behaved canines she knew were hesitant, biting but not going for the kill no matter how much she teased. For a while, she contented herself with that, letting them chew on her during their mating, all the while wishing for more.

    Then, she'd finally heard about this place. Club Meat Grinder, where any cub with deadly desires could find their perfect final fuck, no matter what it was they wanted. The video she'd watched had been recorded here, and so she knew this was where she could find dogs trained to rip and tear as they rutted, where she could die in agony while feeling that sweet pleasure of mating with mutts. As soon as she could she'd hopped on a bus to the city, finding her way down to this hidden place of snuff and hedonism. The first and only question she'd asked the tour guide at the entrance had been simple, direct.

    "Where do you keep the dogs?"

    This was where she'd been pointed. The back wall of the Toybox came into Janice's view as she stepped around a row of huge rainbow-painted cocks, her eager grin growing at the sight of the kennels. The cage full of canines reeked of all the familiar scents she loved, her black-tipped nose lifting in the air as she closed her eyes in appreciation, taking a deep breath of the smell of dog musk and cum. A shiver ran through her, making her tail quiver before she firmed her resolve and approached the metal bars of the large cage.

    Immediately dogs turned heads and noses towards her, every variety of big and brutal breed represented among the over a dozen animals she saw. Some came up to the edge of the cage, barking at her, tails wagging as they smelled her arousal. She smiled, holding out a hand to pet them, as she always did. Dogs always seemed to like her, even one's she'd never-

    Teeth sank around one of her fingers, ripping her left pinky off as she reached for the head of a calmly staring mastiff. The culprit, an excitable pit bull she would have bet money was a sweet and playful boy, quickly bolted down the entire digit. Janice was left to stumble back, staring at her savaged hand, shock making her heart race as she felt the pain start to sink in. Blood bubbled from the small stump, sharp pulsing agony lancing down the nerves of her arm to the beat of her heart. 

    A strange smile curled her lips as trembling took hold of her, adrenaline thrilling in her veins as she used her intact hand to slowly rub her slit. It felt better than normal, her body's pain response making it hypersensitive, compounding her growing arousal so the simple touch felt so good that she almost couldn't make herself stop as she came to terms with what had just happened. Yes, these dogs were a very different sort than the ones she was used to. Vicious. Trained to go for blood. 

    Feeling her pierced nipples swell to hardness, Janice breathed in quick shallow breaths as she scanned the bars of the cage for a way to open it up and get in, wanting to be savaged by all these brutal dogs at once. Abusing her clit, she whined as she saw the only unlocked entrance was way up high, meant for cubs to be thrown in without risking the dogs getting out. Bones about the floor of the large kennel showed that not a few had perished in the way she wanted, but she couldn't climb up without being lifted. The bars of the cage were vertical, slick with blood and humidity so as to be impossible to scale. Between them, the gaps allowed just enough room that Janice was tempted to try and slip in, though she knew she wouldn't fit. Her hips were too wide, butt too thick. Perhaps if she'd been younger, less developed...

    Scanning the kennel for a way up, her eye caught on an inconspicuous set of hinges practically hidden within the construction of one of the bars. Her arousal was pushing her to frustration, needy lust burning in a warm tension that fluttered like flames in her lower belly. Pulling at the cage where the hinges seemed to indicate a door, she grunted, her slender arms unable to budge the heavy metal construction. The new made stump bumped against the solid metal, pain snapping through the flesh like an echo of the bite that had maimed her. 

    Childish tears of frustration leaked from Janice's eyes as she yanked over and over in futile effort, her emotions running high with the endorphins and adrenaline and pain all twirling through her brain. All she wanted was to feel the sweet release of doggy jaws tearing off her flesh, her bitch pussy and mouth used one last time before she came and became dog food. Why couldn't she just have that without any more work? It wasn't fair! She stomped a foot in childish petulance, feeling a hot flush of anger and arousal all through her body, arms aching and missing finger throbbing. 

    "Need a hand, sweetie?" A warm feminine voice came from behind the red panda, long smooth fingers stroking along her tail in a way that soothed away some of her spiteful mood. Whirling around, Janice looked up in consternation at a tall iguana woman, her deep green scales glinting prettily in the club lights as she gave the little girl a sharp-toothed smile. A respectable bust curved out her lighter colored belly and chest, tattoos across her skin making a pattern that pointed to a wide pink slit between her legs. With colorful spikes sweeping down the center of her skull like a punk mohawk, the nude stranger seemed somehow... cool. Janice found herself embarrassed at being seen acting how she had in front of this lady, wanting to impress her for some reason. 

    Fur blushing an even deeper shade, the red panda nodded her head, noticing with mingled pleasure and surprise that the woman was still touching her. Talon-tipped fingers trailed over her ass, squeezing it lightly, making her want to squeak. Despite how many dog cocks she'd sampled, Janice was still a virgin when it came to fucking other furs. It was something she'd never minded until this moment...

    "More like a finger, maybe," she muttered shyly, rubbing her ruined hand and forcing a smile. The iguana laughed as she saw the joke, and Janice grinned in earnest, the rest of her frustrated mood washing away at the sound.

    "Well, in either case, how about I open that for you a crack? Only a little, mind, or else the dogs will get out. That's why we're supposed to use the hole up there to throw you in, but... honestly, I've never preferred that method. No fun really. In fact, if you like, I could even close it with your back half still sticking out... maybe help you enjoy your final moments that much more." A devious gleam entered the iguana's gaze, and she extended a long reptilian tongue, stretching it so far she could trace Janice's lips while the two of them stood a foot apart from each other. Retracting the pink protrusion, she added, "After all, sending little snuff sluts like you to a happy death is what I'm here for." 

    Blushing even harder, Janice nodded eagerly, caught up in the woman's charisma. There was also the thought of how that tongue would feel, moving through her body with the intent to please, something she had never gotten from her animal lovers... After all, if she was about to be snuffed, she should try a few things for the first time in her final moments. 

    "O-okay," Janice murmured, approaching the bars and shakily lowering herself onto her knees. "Just, um, open it when you're ready and I'll... lean over for them to... get at me." She swallowed, the heat that had been filling her up feeling like it had begun to boil over, her previous impatience now combined with a sudden focus. Her eyes were locked on the dogs waiting just on the other side of the bars, green eyes staring at their cocks. Their vividly red shafts seemed more real than anything else, her mind entranced by the patterns of veins, head filled with the scent of their musky precum.

    The door opened. As if in a trance, Janice came close to the narrow gap, the bars having moved apart just enough for her to fit. She leaned over, eyes still unable move from the huge dog cocks as her hands touched the floor, leaving her on all fours as the door closed just above her hips. Steel bars pressed against either side of her waist, holding her in place. There was a click as the door latched, locking her in.

    At the sound, the waiting dogs came forward, barking and snapping at each other as each of them tried to mount her face at once. Paws scrabbled at her shoulders, and Janice's eyes closed as she reveled in the feeling of so many canine cocks pushing at her face as the dogs fought for her mouth, their shafts smearing her with their scent and bouncing against her face. She let out a pathetic whimper as taloned hands gripped and spread her ass, ready for the pleasure and pain, ready for her mouth to be raped and her body to be chewed.

    What she wasn't ready for, what she hadn't expected in the slightest, was the feeling of a hot, living cock prodding at her asshole. Her eyes opened wide, but all she could see was the bellies and legs of the dogs trying to thrust themselves into their new bitch toy. She twisted, yelping as her virgin pucker was spread apart, throbbing flesh pushing inside. It hurt, burned, stretched her so fast she thought she'd tear. Tears leaped from her eyes and she bit her lip to hold back a scream as she finally got herself turned so she could see who was fucking her.

    It was the iguana. The same scaled woman before was smiling at her, long tongue hanging from her mouth as she concentrated on pushing her hips closer and closer towards Janice's ass, filling up the the red panda's guts with the huge cock she'd somehow hidden. Her wide pink 'pussy' had apparently been a subtle sheath, the woman somehow managing to suppress any erection until the right moment to surprise her prey. Her talons bit into Janice's flesh, piercing and hooking into her shapely ass to give her a good grip as the woman giggled at her stunned expression.

    "Sorry sweetie, I just love the look I get when I whip it out all unexpected!" The iguana winked, grunting as she thrust a little deeper before continuing. "Don't worry... you'll enjoy this even more than I will. Now go play with the puppies, pet. Let me take care of things back here..."

    Despite the sharp stretching pain pushing deeper and deeper inside her, Janice couldn't help but obey. Her slit was soaking wet beneath her increasingly wide ass, the heat of the agony only further feeding the flames of lust inside her. Once her shock faded, the dog slut instincts she'd spent her whole life cultivating began to take hold once more, and she turned back to the pack of eager puppies. Letting the iguana reaming her ass become nothing but background sensation, she focused on the buffet of canine cocks arrayed before her. Reaching out, she stroked two rough-furred bellies, fingers trailing downward as she felt the dogs respond to her touch, tightly gripping their shiny smooth shafts. Yips of pleasure rewarded her, making her feel a glow of joy and satisfaction. 

    Starting to stroke the two dogs in time, she used the technique she'd learned was best, tight as she could manage and very fast. Both animals stopped snapping at the others, starting to twitch their flanks in response to her, paws pressed against her back. She couldn't see their faces, but just knowing she was being a good bitch for them was enough. The poor pups must have so many inexperienced snuff toys tossed in here for them to rip apart, girls and boys who'd never even mated with a dog before. Janice was determined to give the entire pack such good memories of her that for the rest of their lives they'd get excited just seeing a red panda walk by, remembering her and how good she'd made them feel, how tasty her meat had been.

    Feeling the iguana's cock finally fully bury itself within her, Janice opened her mouth to let out a moan. The tip poked inside at strange places, so deep she thought it might tear through her... the idea was exciting, the feeling of her ass being slowly broken by the unexpected fucking doing more for her pleasure than she'd expected. Yet before she could get lost in the feeling of that full length of throbbing shaft, her attention was taken up by the sudden presence of a dog dick sliding through her open lips, intoxicatingly strong precum pouring onto her tongue. She whined in her best impression of a good bitch as her entire mouth was filled, one of the mutts finally having displayed dominance and taken possession of her open hole. Warm rough fur pressed against her face, more paws resting weight on her bowed back as the cock pushed down her throat. She sucked it eagerly, suppressing her gags as she'd learned how to for this very purpose, giving the massive dog the best blowjob she was sure he'd ever receive. 

    Tongue swirling, throat squeezing, Janice pumped her hands over the warm cockflesh of the two canines to either side of her, servicing three dogs at once with expert ease. This was no different from the doggy gangbangs she'd done for years, though she was spared having to coerce the pups to cooperate in raping her. Yet... it wasn't perfect. Her missing pinky throbbed, reminding of her why she was here, at this place of death and pleasure. Reminding her of how short a time she had left to enjoy this.

    Suddenly picking up the pace, Janice rapidly stroked one dog until she felt the warm spray of dog cum coating her arm and shoulder, some splattering satisfyingly onto her face. Giving the swollen knot a parting squeeze, she let go and reached to one of her own pierced nipples, gripping the diagonal metal stud. The little bit of flesh was hard, so sensitive she moaned through the dog dick jammed down her throat, the simple touch buzzing with ecstasy. Her fingers found the right grip, her ass squeezing on the iguana's cock in anticipation before she ripped the piercing out. 

    Pain overwhelmed her breast, blood dripping down as she gasped and choked, the agony more intense than she'd expected. Her nipple felt like it was screaming in pure torment, torn nearly in half. The bloody bit of metal slipped from her fingers as she was forced to hold herself up to keep from collapsing, muscles going weak. It hurt worse than anything she'd ever felt... but she loved it. 

    As the second dog she'd been stroking unloaded onto her, Janice let go of the pulsing, squirting cock, squeezing her own ripped nipple, each twinge of pain as her fingertips slipped in the bloody wound somehow addictive to her. She pulled the ruined bit of her, happy tears streaming down her cheeks and mixing with the dog cum plastered around her chin. This was only the beginning, only the first taste. The dogs were catching the scent of blood.

    The very same two that she'd jerked off were now nuzzling at her chest, sniffing, licking her torn breast. She let go of herself, shuddering in pained ecstasy as saliva burned in the raw wound, thrusting her hips back against the cock slowly pumping into her ass. The iguana was watching the show, taking her time, but Janice wanted her to go harder, faster. To make the little red panda scream in pleasure as she was rutted, broken, eaten. To die no longer a virgin, to make her cum around a stranger's cock while strange dogs ripped at her.

    Teeth sank into her bloodied breast, Janice's eyes opening wide as she spasmed. This was it. Her body began to jerk as the dog biting her snarled and worried at her chest, exhilaration flowing through the girl as she felt her flesh being yanked, the connection of muscle to muscle, of flesh to body slowly starting to give. The dog buried in her throat climaxed, and she gulped down the seed eagerly, the hot thick cum flowing down into her belly while the knot popped out of her lips. 

    Groping blindly, disoriented in her excitement, Janice ran a hand down her own sweaty body to rub at her crotch, feeling how her asshole above was stretched tight around the cock pushed into it. Another dog began to bite her, and between the two sets of jaws gripping at her breast, she immediately felt it start to rip in half. The pain of puncturing teeth bled away into insignificance as she felt the magnificent sensation of fatty flesh splitting, blood splattering the ground as she groaned and grunted around the canine still unloading into her mouth. The taste and smell of dog cum was all she thought about, the only thing filling her mind beyond the sensation of her breast becoming dog food. Two uneven chunks of her tit tore free, the pain from them disappearing into a sense of mutilated nothingness as she lost the nerve endings there, the separate pieces of meat already being chewed and swallowed by the happy dogs.

    Salty seed spilled out her mouth as Janice tried to cry out, cumming with a suddenness that left her unable to breathe. Startled, the mutt mating with her face pulled out, letting her moan of joy fill the kennels as her shuddering body strained at the bars keeping her from sliding into the cage. Her savaged breast felt like it was on fire, other dogs starting to bite at the remaining one even as she climaxed, adding to her pleasure. The iguana was ramming her asshole so hard and fast she could feel things breaking inside her, blood leaking out around the cock tightly squeezed between her supple asscheeks. Squirt sprayed around her fingers as she rubbed her slit, barely needing to touch herself to sustain the wave of ecstasy that was carrying her away, making everything in the world seem unimportant except the things making her feel so sweet, so naughty, so happy. She loved these dogs, loved their dicks, loved dying. 

    Her stomach was swelling up, feeling tight and hot in a way that wasn't just perceived. The sensation confused her for a moment until she became aware of the iguana's shaft, flexing and pulsing inside her stretched asshole. The tight seal it made prevented the climaxing lizard's cum from leaking out of the little red panda, pressure building up in her gut until it ached, then agonized, sharp pain pushing at the inside of her belly until finally something gave.

    Janice screamed as her stomach split, soft brown fur tearing along the middle of the taut stretched skin. The two dogs pulling at the remains of her breasts like chew toys let go, stepping back and licking their lips in uncertainty as a wave of cum and organs fell from the red panda's split belly, her midsection suddenly feeling weak and empty as she panted following the orgasmic rupture. Her vision swam as she stared down at her own intestines hanging from her stomach, a shaky smile forming on her lips as the dogs started to sniff at her insides, biting and pulling at loops of her guts. The tugging sensation wasn't painful at all, almost pleasant... like stretching after a long sleep.

    Raising her head as wet noses nuzzled around her abdominal cavity, Janice looked up to see a familiar canine face. The same pit bull that had stolen her finger was panting with a huge doggy smile on its face as it sat before her, stiff cock pointed up between its forelegs. Trying to speak, Janice found herself gurgling, mouth full of dog cum still. Taking a breath with difficulty, she swallowed, a splatter of seed leaking out of her open belly a moment later. One shaking hand reached for the dog's cock, grabbing it as she cooed to the mutt, drawing it towards her gently.

    "C-come here, boy. Good boy, good... Come here and fuck me, good, good..." As she spoke in a soothing tone, the dog stood, raising itself up and putting its forepaws onto her shoulders. The iguana was seemingly gone, her cock missing from inside Janice's body. It made her feel strangely empty, her gaping ass leaking cum and blood in a tickling stream down her twitching slit. But there was still this nice doggy, smelling so nice as it rubbed its cock over her face, its belly fur warm on her forehead. "Good doggy... put it in. Fuck me. Fuck your bitch one last time," she mumbled, trying to guide the pup in with her tongue. It finally found the right spot, sliding into her stretched throat completely with a single jerk of its flanks. A soft hum of pleasure left the red panda as the dog began to rut.

    Closing her eyes, Janice floated in a sea of sexual pain. Her world narrowed down to the sensations of her breasts and belly being eaten, teeth tearing away pieces of her that stopped being able to feel as they parted with her body. Her ribs were bare, stomach skin torn almost completely away, leaving her feeling hollow and exposed. Every inch of naked muscle throbbed in pain to the beat of her heart. Her pulse was growing slower and slower... like a clock winding down. Compared to that, the rapid pumping beat of the pit bull mounting her and raping her mouth seemed so fast, so alive. So much more meaningful. She was just dog food, giving herself up to make a few animals a little happier, debasing her body for them and loving every moment.

    With the last of her strength, Janice pushed at the bars of the cage, weakly trying to shove the bottom half of herself inside. She didn't want to deny the dogs the meat of her ass and thighs, didn't want to leave any part of herself that these dogs couldn't desecrate. Hopefully, once she was only bones, they'd piss on her to mark their territory. That'd be nice... a final touch to her existence as a canine slut.

    Struggling, still focused on sucking off the pitbull on top of her, Janice whined again as she found herself too weak to break her hips and force her body into the cage. A dog tore a strip of flesh off her insides, leaving a burning stretch of bleeding agony, but also somehow robbing her of all sensation in her left leg. It went limp, depriving her permanently of any chance to find a way to push herself into the kennel completely. 

    Just before she could give up, Janice felt the return of a familiar pair of taloned hands, pressing and shoving at her rear. Cum leaked out as they heaved against her supple ass, and the red panda wiggled frantically, loose guts swinging from her belly and dogs growling at her as she moved. Trying to get through the bars was nowhere near as painful as the teeth chewing at her soft insides, but it still ached, hurting more and more as the force increased. 

    There was a snap, and a feeling of folding. Janice's pelvis gave in in the most peculiar sensation of her life, cleanly broken bones collapsing together to leave her hips strangely angled, but narrow enough to finally slide through the bars. Joy overrode pain as Janice finally wriggled her dying body through and into the kennels, fully joining the countless numbers of cubs that had died in this place. As a beautiful reward for her trials, the pitbull chose that moment to finally cum into her weakly sucking muzzle, his knot swelling within her jaw and locking his shaft inside her throat.

    Disoriented, Janice tried to swallow the cum, but instead found herself breathing, drawing the hot sticky load into her lungs. Choking, she tried to correct herself, but then realized there was no point. There was nothing more for her to do. If the dogs wanted to rut her more, they now had her pussy and ass as well as her mouth, and didn't seem to mind mounting corpses. She could die, fulfilled. Satisfied with her snuffing.

    Janice breathed again, coughing once at the feeling of potent dog seed pouring through her lungs. It had nowhere to go. She couldn't have inhaled anyway, her throat blocked by the canine shaft that was making her throat bulge, knot forcing her jaws open so wide they hurt. Her vision was going dark, but she tried to inhale anyway, straining to bring some of the air in the kennels through her nose. Partially successful, she closed her dimming eyes, focusing on that scent while her body ran out of oxygen and blood. That comforting smell of dog, so sweet to her, reminding her of happiness and love and pleasure. 

    With her half eaten body dangling limply from the pit bull's crotch, other dogs nuzzling at her open belly and beginning to sniff interestedly at her slit, the little red panda let go of life, trusting her corpse would be well used. Hours would go by before someone finally dragged her corpse from the cage, cum and blood making a trail across the Toybox as they took her to the inner edge of the balcony. Despite her ravaged state, a smile of contentment could still be seen on her stiff, stretched lips, lingering even as she was tossed down for her bones and gristle to be destroyed at the bottom of Club Meat Grinder.

    

    

