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The enticing sight awakens in him an entirely different, more carnal kind of hunger, and he jumps at the opportunity presenting itself. After all, it has been some time since he’d indulged in more than a meal. \n\n[b]Author’s Note[/b]\nHello, everyone! Here it is, my first foray into hard vore, alongside some other indulgent fetishes. I hope those of you into this sort of thing enjoy it! For everyone else, probably for the best if you turn back: it gets brutal. Definitely be mindful of the tags.\n","description_bbcode_parsed":"Summary
While hunting for tasty morsels to fill his rumbly belly, a juvenile vulpix stumbles upon a tepig at her most vulnerable. The enticing sight awakens in him an entirely different, more carnal kind of hunger, and he jumps at the opportunity presenting itself. After all, it has been some time since he’d indulged in more than a meal.
Author’s Note
Hello, everyone! Here it is, my first foray into hard vore, alongside some other indulgent fetishes. I hope those of you into this sort of thing enjoy it! For everyone else, probably for the best if you turn back: it gets brutal. Definitely be mindful of the tags.
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If that wasn’t perfect enough, she was [i]female[/i], and her uniquely feminine aroma stirred another kind of hunger within his sheath, temporarily beating out even his belly’s desperate cries.\n\nIt had been a while since he’d indulged in [i]more[/i] than a meal. \n\nThe unaware tepig kept her backside toward him, revealing plump, juicy hindquarters that left him salivating. She appeared well-fed, which meant she was probably owned by a Catcher. Catcher-raised food always tasted the best, Mother having brought him and his siblings plenty over the seasons. \n\nHe kept his nostrils flared as he stalked around the cleaning, taking care not to step out of the grass as he sniffed and snuffed. The stench of Catcher permeated the clearing, the worrying scent making him move with extra care. If the Catcher was upwind, he wouldn’t know it was coming until it was too late. \n\nBut he was just so hungry… and her rump looked ravishing. \n\nDaisy hummed happily as she sniffed the pretty flowers. She wasn’t very good at telling them apart by sight, but a few more sniffs confirmed their identities: lilacs. She loved lilacs. \n\nHer trainer took her out for a walk today because of how nice out it was. So nice. She loved it when it was just the two of them, traveling the world, having fun. But nature called, and she had a shy bladder. It took a bit of charades to get her trainer to understand, allowing her to wander off just far enough so she could pee in peace, which was also far enough she hopefully couldn’t be heard. She’d be mortified if her trainer listened to her go.\n\nAfter rolling around in her favorite patch of flowers—[i]sorry pretty flowers[/i]—Daisy squatted above them and, feeling the pressure ramp up, relaxed her muscles, sighing in relief as the floodgates cinched open, unleashing from her young slit a yellow-tinted stream. It glistened in the air, before impacting the flowers with a harsh, sputtering splash. \n\n“Mhm… that's nice...” She adjusted her stance and pushed, groaning softly as the flow increased to a light roar that sent her crotch tingling. The warmth of pee dribbled across her folds, leaking down her rightmost hindleg. She hoped her trainer wouldn't be too mad at the mess.\n\nBlake watched with rapt attention as the tepig, unaware of her dangerous audience, watered the flowers, curly tail hiked over her back, showing off everything she had to offer to the starving predator. He could tell what was going to happen even before the golden stream began, but when it did… oh, the scent! It was the ambrosia of heat, signaling her fertility to everyone nearby. This little tepig was older than he thought. Maybe even his age! \n\nHe'd have been glad for a playmate if other, more fulfilling activities hadn't been on his mind. \n\nUnable to resist any longer, especially not with his prey putting on such a lovely show, Blake crept out of the grass and stalked toward the peeing tepig. One paw at a time, inch by inch, he moved closer, enjoying the kinky sights and even kinkier scents along the way. His belly rumbled something fierce; the scent of heat hung heavy in the air, deepening the other kind of hunger. His favorite kind of hunger.\n\nHe was behind her now, so close to the tepig’s glistening stream that cascaded down from her plump, heat-ridden pink folds like a waterfall. He’d never seen a tepig’s sex before. They reminded him of vulpix females while in heat. Pointed at the tip, swollen around the edges, so much [i]meat[/i] he could almost taste it. Its main difference was the location. Unlike what he saw during curious glimpses under his sisters' and mother's tails, her delicious snatch hugged close to her anus, so close the two openings nearly touched. The shape was exotic, too, with a single deep canyon digging through the entirety of slit, ending with a subtle dip instead of with a forked path at the top, those plump folds squeezed so tightly inward he couldn’t help but imagine how snug they'd feel wrapped around his knot. \n\nThese differences only added to her appeal, and the urge to lean in and take her softest parts into his mouth before she finished peeing nearly overpowered him. But he resisted, if barely, and instead tensed his muscles for the kill. He waited for the perfect opportunity, the perfect moment. She let out a satisfied sigh as the flow slowed to a trickle, became distracted as she shook her rump to scatter any lingering droplets, then— there!\n\nBlake pounced.\n\nThe tepig only managed a panicked squeal before his jaws found their way around the side of her neck. Her weak attempts to shake him off proved futile, the piglet's lack of exercise catching up with her. She wasn’t a fighter. She was a common pet. \n\n“Scream again and I bite harder,” he said around his mouthful of swine. The threat was heavily muffled, but she nonetheless went quiet, save for soft sniffling. “Good girl. Mhm, can't wait...”\n\nDaisy had never been more scared. A stranger was on top of her, biting her, threatening to [i]hurt[/i] her. Why was he doing this? What did she ever do to him? She didn't know, and that terrified her more than anything. Marissa would know what to do. Her trainer was strong, brave. She'd save her. But if she screamed again, he'd bite down harder. She knew what that meant. Knew what would happen, and deep down in her core, she knew she wouldn't survive.\n\nShuffling onto her back, Blake wasted no time lining himself up with his prize. The angle was different than with a fellow vulpix—he missed quite a few times, his only practice being that one time with his favorite sister—and he grew frustrated as his tapered tip poked and prodded her entrance without entering, those slippery, plump folds deforming but not yielding to his shaft, proving more resistant than he expected. It felt good, just not nearly as good as the squishy heat he was looking for. Growling with frustration, he bit down harder, the tepig responding with a squeal of pain and even more thrashing. \n\nHe usually loved it when they squirmed, but all it did now was make penetrating her all the more difficult. \n\nDaisy was crying, hurt and confused and unsure about the new, tingly feelings under her tail. Why was he touching her there? That place was private! The bite on her neck hurt a lot, she didn't know anything could hurt so much. Eyes burning as hot tears spilled down her cheeks, she choked out, \"P-please, stop h-hurting me!\" He ignored her, focusing all his attention on trying to penetrate his temporary toy and future prey. \n\nAfter a few moments of eager thrusts, his tip finally caught against the soft cleft of her piggy mound. Properly lined up, muscles tense with anticipation, Blake slammed forward with triumph, claiming the now-squealing tepig with a mighty, wet schlorp. Her heat-soaked insides gripped him with a unique, slippery friction, her warm and squishy walls squeezing, never letting up, as though her body was trying to coax cum out of him instead of spasming from the shock of sudden penetration. The only reason he fit at all was the lubrication she so generally provided.\n\nHe [i]savored[/i] his conquest. The way her body pressed flush to his fur, the textured warmth of her young vagina, continuing to flutter around him in stunned awe at this traumatic invasion. He especially loved her rapid heartbeat, how it throbbed along her inner walls. A wonderful contrast to how deathly still she held, terrified of what he was doing to her. \n\nEncouraged by her submission, Blake tensed his hinds and started to hump with quick, urgent motions, pulling out before slamming back inside, closing his eyes as he enjoyed those quivering walls tugging him on the exit, only to squeeze oh-so-perfectly on the following plunge. He didn’t have long before the crying tepig’s master realized her ‘potty break’ wasn’t going so well, so he knew he had to be quick. Each and every slap of their crotches had to drive him closer to the edge. \n\nThe tepig squirmed throughout the harsh pounding, unused to another invading such a sensitive spot. “Stop… please... That's my peepee… feels w-weird...” \n\nHis ears flicked to show he heard, but his only other response was to bite down harder and hump more frantically. He was close, his knot nearly fully expanded inside the obviously virgin tepig. She was so very tight and so perfect, there was no chance she’d ever had a dick inside her before.\n\n[i]Slap. [/i]\n\n[i]Slap. [/i]\n\n[i]Slap. [/i]\n\nDaisy whimpered, unable to understand what was happening. He was going to eat her, right? Then why was he doing [i]this[/i]? It felt wrong, it felt weird, but above all, she felt [i]wonderful[/i]. Full. So, so full. It had hurt at first. Oh, had it hurt! But as he kept going, burying his rigid warmth deeper into that special squishy place she wasn’t aware she had, that quickly changed, the pain lessened to a dull ache. Her tummy grew increasingly warm and tingly, while her crotch felt like it was being stretched over and over, the squishy sounds under her tail echoing in her ears. Where once there was only pain, now there was pleasure. So much pleasure. More pleasure than her virgin mind could comprehend. \n\n[i]So… full. So… tingly. Gonna… gonna… Oh. OH! [/i]\n\nSuddenly, the tepig shuddered, and her hot insides collapsed around him, squeezing tight. She squealed again, but this was no squeal of pain. It was… pleasure? Taking a gamble, Blake let go of her neck, and asked, “What the— are you actually cumming from this?!\"\n\nA happy squeal was her only reply. Her textured tunnel continued to collapse around him, letting him feel each and every bump and ridge, her muscles squeezing his growing knot as though trying to get him to follow her into bliss. She looked over her back and when their eyes met, he knew without a doubt she was cumming. The glazed and satisfied look she gave him was probably one of the hottest things he'd ever seen. \n\nCould he still eat her? He had given her pleasure… and the worst he’d done so far was some bite marks on her neck. He could stop, pretend this was all a game, maybe even be friends with her if she was dumb enough. At the very least he could reuse her a few more times. She’d been a good lay, and he had been very lonely lately. \n\nThen his stomach growled, and he knew he couldn’t wait. He wanted to taste her blood when he came.\n\nDeciding that the best mercy would be to bite down mid-orgasm, Blake closed his mouth around her neck again... \n\n“W-wait, owww, stop, what are you—”\n\n...and bit down. Hard. Liquid warmth filled his mouth, splashing against his tongue, signaling to his taste buds of the meal to come, blood dribbling down his chin. Her insides spasmed to a completely different rhythm as he crushed her throat between his jaws. It was a familiar feeling, a pleasant feeling. The thrill of a successful hunt blending with the satisfaction of claiming a mate. Nothing could feel more [i]right[/i]. \n\nDaisy went from experiencing the grandest pleasure of her life, to the worst agony imaginable in the span of a second. She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t think. Knives invaded her throat, stabbing her in every direction—it hurt so, so much. Nothing had hurt this badly, she didn’t think anything [i]could[/i] hurt this badly. She tried to cry out. For her trainer. For him to let her go. Anything to stop the pain.\n\nThe pain didn't last. What was an eternity of feeling her throat be crushed swiftly bled into an instant of woozy confusion. Of feeling sick to her stomach, nothingness encroaching upon the edges of her vision as dizziness struck her like a body slam. Her mind grew sluggish, her thoughts scattered, and thinking at all was like grasping smoke with her paws. She felt like she was rising, the world falling, her eyes locked on a pretty flower that blurred through her tears.\n\nBut as she grew lightheaded, one thing stood out. One anchor to the world, piercing through her the increasingly muffled darkness. Pleasure. Wave after wave. Pulsing through her loins, cascading through her belly, a pleasant warmth that never weakened. Focused at her girl parts, caused by the boy part inside her, throbbing away. \n\nIt was peaceful. Something to drift off to. A feeling she never wanted to end. A moment that lasted the rest of her eternity.\n\nBlake didn't last long. Her body felt too perfect, dying under him like that. Being assaulted by these sensations was too much. He came with a groan, the first of many spurts filling his lover-turned-dinner. A seasoning he couldn’t wait to taste the results of. \n\nThe tepig couldn’t squeal anymore as she stilled under him, her throat filled with blood as she drowned in her own fluids. Even her contractions began to relax. Which was a shame: it had felt quite lovely feeling her squeeze around his aching knot. \n\nThe pulse that had been a constant in her pussy stopped. She twitched occasionally, proving that her young body was still alive enough to trigger random muscle movements, but that was the extent of her motions. Where before was a cute little tepig, eyes bright with life, now only meat remained. \n\nMeal secure, Blake leaned down and began biting into her soft, warm underbelly. He dug in with enthusiasm, burying his muzzle into the hole he’d made in her gut, tasting her hot blood and delicious fat. Past those first few layers were her organs, the pressure in her belly causing her intestines to spill out of the hole he'd made. This only worsened as he widened the wound, until the entirety of her guts began to seep out like the ropes Catchers sometimes employed. \n\nHe wasn't too big a fan of intestines, so he kept them intact and nosed them aside, only giving them a curious lick before indulging in more interesting organs. His favorite organs. First, he found the largest in her gut, a delicacy rich with flavorful flesh he couldn’t wait to sink his teeth into. More blood oozed around his jaws as he tore off chunks of her liver and swallowed, purring as the rich, earthy taste of that peculiar morsel burst across his tongue. \n\nThe starving vulpix devoured the organ in a little under a minute, barely chewing as he inhaled chunks after chunk, feeling his otherwise poor, empty belly finally begin to distend. He licked his chops when he was finished, cleaning the coppery twang splattered across his snout. So much food, and there was plenty much more left to go!\n\nBlake settled on her kidneys next. It took a bit of digging to find, but once he did, they didn't last long. He gulped them down whole, shuddering as the large lumps, one after another, slid down his gullet and into his awaiting gut. They tasted a little like urine, which itself tasted like heat, a flavor which had his knotted cock jerking with renewed life. He was a little disappointed at how easily they went down, though, and so decided to savor the next part. He knew exactly which place to start!\n\nUntouched thus far, her female organs called to him, well hidden within her guts. But with a bit of shuffling around, and by feeling for his cock from within, he found them. The vulpix didn’t know that it was called a uterus, or that the 'horns' on either side attached by fleshy membranes were ovaries, only that it connected to her squishy tunnel and the thought of eating them while knotted sounded like loads of fun. He started with her ovaries, and like the kidneys, they went down easily, a flavor like meaty eggs washing over his palette. He liked eggs. \n\nOnce her ovaries were safely in his tummy, Blake appraised the real prize: her little uterus. He licked it to sample its tangy flavor, then wasted no time bitting into the tough organ, teeth digging through thick red muscle, the taste of iron and femininity bursting across his tongue. But he didn’t tear chunks from it. Not yet. It wasn’t very large, about the size of her empty bladder, and he probably could have torn it from her body and swallowed it whole. But he took his time, eating a hole into the previously fertile organ that he filled with each pulse of his cock.\n\nIt was time for his favorite thing.\n\nShaking with anticipation, Blake shuffled his hips forward and pushed his thin, tapered tip through her relaxed cervix. With his muzzle, he dug in deeper, until his own seed splattered against his tongue, telling him he was in position. He licked himself, shuddering at the warm feeling of his own slippery tongue lapping at his tip as the rest of him was buried deep inside a tight female. It was a unique sensation not experienced in any other way, and he couldn’t get enough of it.\n\nHe knew this was the place where babies were made. He’d once found a bunch of little rattata inside a raticate’s belly, stretching this strange organ to its limits. They were delicious, little bite-sized snacks that couldn't fight back, even as they struggled. He gulped them down whole and squirming, each one tickling him just right on the way down. Perhaps next time he’d play with them too.\n\nFeeling her pussy’s grip loosening, Blake knew he wouldn’t have long before he popped out, so he carefully—extremely carefully around his tip—used his teeth to cut around her cervix. Once nearly a whole circle had been sliced out, he grasped the little piece of flesh between his teeth and yanked, tearing it from her vagina. He immediately swallowed the tasty morsel, but he didn’t stop there. Now he could do what he came all this way for: he opened wide and slurped his still-spurting cock fully into his mouth, forcing his muzzle deep into her vagina through the wrong direction. \n\nWith a tight, warm muzzle wrapped snugly around his shaft, it was almost as though his meal’s vagina had suddenly returned to life. It was a nice thought, a sexy thought, and closing his eyes almost let him imagine it, but the taste of his own cock splattering his tongue shattered the illusion. Still, it was a unique feeling he couldn’t quite get enough of. He growled happily, squirting down his throat, swallowing his own seed, tingles traveling down his spine from the pleasure of experiencing both oral and vaginal simultaneously.\n\nHe wished the moment could last forever. \n\nReality had other plans.\n\n“DAISY!” shrilled a young woman. “DAISY, NO! Get away from her, you freak!”\n\nBlake, startled, pulled hard away from his meal, yanking himself out of his own maw in the process. His visibly dick twitched and spurted through the opening in his meal’s womb—what was left of it, anyway—the watery fluid mixing with her blood. The loss of such tight heat was regrettable, but with the return of the tepig’s catcher, escape was his only option. She’d probably kill him!\n\nHe tried to yank his knot away, only to yelp as her vulva hugged him tightly, too tightly. Panic set in. The catcher was only a few feet away. She looked scared, confused, and tears welled up in her eyes. But more than that, she was livid. She seemed to be struggling with what to do. He knew that wouldn’t last. Soon, the anger would turn to action. He had to get away before that happened. He had seconds. \n\nThinking fast, Blake reached down to Daisy’s vulva and carefully, though swiftly, bit into the plump flesh. The flavor of young, fertile pussy soon transitioned into the richness of meat and blood, until he had eaten through enough of her folds to feel himself sliding out. He didn’t savor his freedom: the moment he was free, he swallowed his mouthful of feminine lips and dashed away into the tall grass, cock bouncing against his belly and squirting onto the grass. He regretted that he couldn't have eaten more: he had been looking forward to sinking his teeth into her bladder next. \n\nAs he made his getaway, the vulpix paid little mind to the wailing trainer breaking down upon the sight of her precious pet’s mangled body.","writing_bbcode_parsed":"A young vulpix crept through the tall grass, tummy rumbling as he searched for his next meal. It had been ages since Blake caught anything filling, the best he could get were scraps from a larger predator’s catch. It had been like this ever since being kicked out of his den, his life a constant struggle to find food. He desperately needed something, anything, to satiate his crying belly. Perhaps rattata? They were tasty. He’d be happy with a rattata.
He sniffed around for a few more minutes, only for his ears to perk as he caught the scent of something delicious. Not rattata: this was much better than that.
Keeping his chest low and tails flat to the ground, Blake carefully peeked out of the tall grass. His stomach cheered at what he saw: a tepig was right there, rolling around in the flowers without a care in the world. If that wasn’t perfect enough, she was female, and her uniquely feminine aroma stirred another kind of hunger within his sheath, temporarily beating out even his belly’s desperate cries.
It had been a while since he’d indulged in more than a meal.
The unaware tepig kept her backside toward him, revealing plump, juicy hindquarters that left him salivating. She appeared well-fed, which meant she was probably owned by a Catcher. Catcher-raised food always tasted the best, Mother having brought him and his siblings plenty over the seasons.
He kept his nostrils flared as he stalked around the cleaning, taking care not to step out of the grass as he sniffed and snuffed. The stench of Catcher permeated the clearing, the worrying scent making him move with extra care. If the Catcher was upwind, he wouldn’t know it was coming until it was too late.
But he was just so hungry… and her rump looked ravishing.
Daisy hummed happily as she sniffed the pretty flowers. She wasn’t very good at telling them apart by sight, but a few more sniffs confirmed their identities: lilacs. She loved lilacs.
Her trainer took her out for a walk today because of how nice out it was. So nice. She loved it when it was just the two of them, traveling the world, having fun. But nature called, and she had a shy bladder. It took a bit of charades to get her trainer to understand, allowing her to wander off just far enough so she could pee in peace, which was also far enough she hopefully couldn’t be heard. She’d be mortified if her trainer listened to her go.
After rolling around in her favorite patch of flowers—sorry pretty flowers—Daisy squatted above them and, feeling the pressure ramp up, relaxed her muscles, sighing in relief as the floodgates cinched open, unleashing from her young slit a yellow-tinted stream. It glistened in the air, before impacting the flowers with a harsh, sputtering splash.
“Mhm… that's nice...” She adjusted her stance and pushed, groaning softly as the flow increased to a light roar that sent her crotch tingling. The warmth of pee dribbled across her folds, leaking down her rightmost hindleg. She hoped her trainer wouldn't be too mad at the mess.
Blake watched with rapt attention as the tepig, unaware of her dangerous audience, watered the flowers, curly tail hiked over her back, showing off everything she had to offer to the starving predator. He could tell what was going to happen even before the golden stream began, but when it did… oh, the scent! It was the ambrosia of heat, signaling her fertility to everyone nearby. This little tepig was older than he thought. Maybe even his age!
He'd have been glad for a playmate if other, more fulfilling activities hadn't been on his mind.
Unable to resist any longer, especially not with his prey putting on such a lovely show, Blake crept out of the grass and stalked toward the peeing tepig. One paw at a time, inch by inch, he moved closer, enjoying the kinky sights and even kinkier scents along the way. His belly rumbled something fierce; the scent of heat hung heavy in the air, deepening the other kind of hunger. His favorite kind of hunger.
He was behind her now, so close to the tepig’s glistening stream that cascaded down from her plump, heat-ridden pink folds like a waterfall. He’d never seen a tepig’s sex before. They reminded him of vulpix females while in heat. Pointed at the tip, swollen around the edges, so much meat he could almost taste it. Its main difference was the location. Unlike what he saw during curious glimpses under his sisters' and mother's tails, her delicious snatch hugged close to her anus, so close the two openings nearly touched. The shape was exotic, too, with a single deep canyon digging through the entirety of slit, ending with a subtle dip instead of with a forked path at the top, those plump folds squeezed so tightly inward he couldn’t help but imagine how snug they'd feel wrapped around his knot.
These differences only added to her appeal, and the urge to lean in and take her softest parts into his mouth before she finished peeing nearly overpowered him. But he resisted, if barely, and instead tensed his muscles for the kill. He waited for the perfect opportunity, the perfect moment. She let out a satisfied sigh as the flow slowed to a trickle, became distracted as she shook her rump to scatter any lingering droplets, then— there!
Blake pounced.
The tepig only managed a panicked squeal before his jaws found their way around the side of her neck. Her weak attempts to shake him off proved futile, the piglet's lack of exercise catching up with her. She wasn’t a fighter. She was a common pet.
“Scream again and I bite harder,” he said around his mouthful of swine. The threat was heavily muffled, but she nonetheless went quiet, save for soft sniffling. “Good girl. Mhm, can't wait...”
Daisy had never been more scared. A stranger was on top of her, biting her, threatening to hurt her. Why was he doing this? What did she ever do to him? She didn't know, and that terrified her more than anything. Marissa would know what to do. Her trainer was strong, brave. She'd save her. But if she screamed again, he'd bite down harder. She knew what that meant. Knew what would happen, and deep down in her core, she knew she wouldn't survive.
Shuffling onto her back, Blake wasted no time lining himself up with his prize. The angle was different than with a fellow vulpix—he missed quite a few times, his only practice being that one time with his favorite sister—and he grew frustrated as his tapered tip poked and prodded her entrance without entering, those slippery, plump folds deforming but not yielding to his shaft, proving more resistant than he expected. It felt good, just not nearly as good as the squishy heat he was looking for. Growling with frustration, he bit down harder, the tepig responding with a squeal of pain and even more thrashing.
He usually loved it when they squirmed, but all it did now was make penetrating her all the more difficult.
Daisy was crying, hurt and confused and unsure about the new, tingly feelings under her tail. Why was he touching her there? That place was private! The bite on her neck hurt a lot, she didn't know anything could hurt so much. Eyes burning as hot tears spilled down her cheeks, she choked out, "P-please, stop h-hurting me!" He ignored her, focusing all his attention on trying to penetrate his temporary toy and future prey.
After a few moments of eager thrusts, his tip finally caught against the soft cleft of her piggy mound. Properly lined up, muscles tense with anticipation, Blake slammed forward with triumph, claiming the now-squealing tepig with a mighty, wet schlorp. Her heat-soaked insides gripped him with a unique, slippery friction, her warm and squishy walls squeezing, never letting up, as though her body was trying to coax cum out of him instead of spasming from the shock of sudden penetration. The only reason he fit at all was the lubrication she so generally provided.
He savored his conquest. The way her body pressed flush to his fur, the textured warmth of her young vagina, continuing to flutter around him in stunned awe at this traumatic invasion. He especially loved her rapid heartbeat, how it throbbed along her inner walls. A wonderful contrast to how deathly still she held, terrified of what he was doing to her.
Encouraged by her submission, Blake tensed his hinds and started to hump with quick, urgent motions, pulling out before slamming back inside, closing his eyes as he enjoyed those quivering walls tugging him on the exit, only to squeeze oh-so-perfectly on the following plunge. He didn’t have long before the crying tepig’s master realized her ‘potty break’ wasn’t going so well, so he knew he had to be quick. Each and every slap of their crotches had to drive him closer to the edge.
The tepig squirmed throughout the harsh pounding, unused to another invading such a sensitive spot. “Stop… please... That's my peepee… feels w-weird...”
His ears flicked to show he heard, but his only other response was to bite down harder and hump more frantically. He was close, his knot nearly fully expanded inside the obviously virgin tepig. She was so very tight and so perfect, there was no chance she’d ever had a dick inside her before.
Slap.
Slap.
Slap.
Daisy whimpered, unable to understand what was happening. He was going to eat her, right? Then why was he doing this? It felt wrong, it felt weird, but above all, she felt wonderful. Full. So, so full. It had hurt at first. Oh, had it hurt! But as he kept going, burying his rigid warmth deeper into that special squishy place she wasn’t aware she had, that quickly changed, the pain lessened to a dull ache. Her tummy grew increasingly warm and tingly, while her crotch felt like it was being stretched over and over, the squishy sounds under her tail echoing in her ears. Where once there was only pain, now there was pleasure. So much pleasure. More pleasure than her virgin mind could comprehend.
So… full. So… tingly. Gonna… gonna… Oh. OH!
Suddenly, the tepig shuddered, and her hot insides collapsed around him, squeezing tight. She squealed again, but this was no squeal of pain. It was… pleasure? Taking a gamble, Blake let go of her neck, and asked, “What the— are you actually cumming from this?!"
A happy squeal was her only reply. Her textured tunnel continued to collapse around him, letting him feel each and every bump and ridge, her muscles squeezing his growing knot as though trying to get him to follow her into bliss. She looked over her back and when their eyes met, he knew without a doubt she was cumming. The glazed and satisfied look she gave him was probably one of the hottest things he'd ever seen.
Could he still eat her? He had given her pleasure… and the worst he’d done so far was some bite marks on her neck. He could stop, pretend this was all a game, maybe even be friends with her if she was dumb enough. At the very least he could reuse her a few more times. She’d been a good lay, and he had been very lonely lately.
Then his stomach growled, and he knew he couldn’t wait. He wanted to taste her blood when he came.
Deciding that the best mercy would be to bite down mid-orgasm, Blake closed his mouth around her neck again...
“W-wait, owww, stop, what are you—”
...and bit down. Hard. Liquid warmth filled his mouth, splashing against his tongue, signaling to his taste buds of the meal to come, blood dribbling down his chin. Her insides spasmed to a completely different rhythm as he crushed her throat between his jaws. It was a familiar feeling, a pleasant feeling. The thrill of a successful hunt blending with the satisfaction of claiming a mate. Nothing could feel more right.
Daisy went from experiencing the grandest pleasure of her life, to the worst agony imaginable in the span of a second. She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t think. Knives invaded her throat, stabbing her in every direction—it hurt so, so much. Nothing had hurt this badly, she didn’t think anything could hurt this badly. She tried to cry out. For her trainer. For him to let her go. Anything to stop the pain.
The pain didn't last. What was an eternity of feeling her throat be crushed swiftly bled into an instant of woozy confusion. Of feeling sick to her stomach, nothingness encroaching upon the edges of her vision as dizziness struck her like a body slam. Her mind grew sluggish, her thoughts scattered, and thinking at all was like grasping smoke with her paws. She felt like she was rising, the world falling, her eyes locked on a pretty flower that blurred through her tears.
But as she grew lightheaded, one thing stood out. One anchor to the world, piercing through her the increasingly muffled darkness. Pleasure. Wave after wave. Pulsing through her loins, cascading through her belly, a pleasant warmth that never weakened. Focused at her girl parts, caused by the boy part inside her, throbbing away.
It was peaceful. Something to drift off to. A feeling she never wanted to end. A moment that lasted the rest of her eternity.
Blake didn't last long. Her body felt too perfect, dying under him like that. Being assaulted by these sensations was too much. He came with a groan, the first of many spurts filling his lover-turned-dinner. A seasoning he couldn’t wait to taste the results of.
The tepig couldn’t squeal anymore as she stilled under him, her throat filled with blood as she drowned in her own fluids. Even her contractions began to relax. Which was a shame: it had felt quite lovely feeling her squeeze around his aching knot.
The pulse that had been a constant in her pussy stopped. She twitched occasionally, proving that her young body was still alive enough to trigger random muscle movements, but that was the extent of her motions. Where before was a cute little tepig, eyes bright with life, now only meat remained.
Meal secure, Blake leaned down and began biting into her soft, warm underbelly. He dug in with enthusiasm, burying his muzzle into the hole he’d made in her gut, tasting her hot blood and delicious fat. Past those first few layers were her organs, the pressure in her belly causing her intestines to spill out of the hole he'd made. This only worsened as he widened the wound, until the entirety of her guts began to seep out like the ropes Catchers sometimes employed.
He wasn't too big a fan of intestines, so he kept them intact and nosed them aside, only giving them a curious lick before indulging in more interesting organs. His favorite organs. First, he found the largest in her gut, a delicacy rich with flavorful flesh he couldn’t wait to sink his teeth into. More blood oozed around his jaws as he tore off chunks of her liver and swallowed, purring as the rich, earthy taste of that peculiar morsel burst across his tongue.
The starving vulpix devoured the organ in a little under a minute, barely chewing as he inhaled chunks after chunk, feeling his otherwise poor, empty belly finally begin to distend. He licked his chops when he was finished, cleaning the coppery twang splattered across his snout. So much food, and there was plenty much more left to go!
Blake settled on her kidneys next. It took a bit of digging to find, but once he did, they didn't last long. He gulped them down whole, shuddering as the large lumps, one after another, slid down his gullet and into his awaiting gut. They tasted a little like urine, which itself tasted like heat, a flavor which had his knotted cock jerking with renewed life. He was a little disappointed at how easily they went down, though, and so decided to savor the next part. He knew exactly which place to start!
Untouched thus far, her female organs called to him, well hidden within her guts. But with a bit of shuffling around, and by feeling for his cock from within, he found them. The vulpix didn’t know that it was called a uterus, or that the 'horns' on either side attached by fleshy membranes were ovaries, only that it connected to her squishy tunnel and the thought of eating them while knotted sounded like loads of fun. He started with her ovaries, and like the kidneys, they went down easily, a flavor like meaty eggs washing over his palette. He liked eggs.
Once her ovaries were safely in his tummy, Blake appraised the real prize: her little uterus. He licked it to sample its tangy flavor, then wasted no time bitting into the tough organ, teeth digging through thick red muscle, the taste of iron and femininity bursting across his tongue. But he didn’t tear chunks from it. Not yet. It wasn’t very large, about the size of her empty bladder, and he probably could have torn it from her body and swallowed it whole. But he took his time, eating a hole into the previously fertile organ that he filled with each pulse of his cock.
It was time for his favorite thing.
Shaking with anticipation, Blake shuffled his hips forward and pushed his thin, tapered tip through her relaxed cervix. With his muzzle, he dug in deeper, until his own seed splattered against his tongue, telling him he was in position. He licked himself, shuddering at the warm feeling of his own slippery tongue lapping at his tip as the rest of him was buried deep inside a tight female. It was a unique sensation not experienced in any other way, and he couldn’t get enough of it.
He knew this was the place where babies were made. He’d once found a bunch of little rattata inside a raticate’s belly, stretching this strange organ to its limits. They were delicious, little bite-sized snacks that couldn't fight back, even as they struggled. He gulped them down whole and squirming, each one tickling him just right on the way down. Perhaps next time he’d play with them too.
Feeling her pussy’s grip loosening, Blake knew he wouldn’t have long before he popped out, so he carefully—extremely carefully around his tip—used his teeth to cut around her cervix. Once nearly a whole circle had been sliced out, he grasped the little piece of flesh between his teeth and yanked, tearing it from her vagina. He immediately swallowed the tasty morsel, but he didn’t stop there. Now he could do what he came all this way for: he opened wide and slurped his still-spurting cock fully into his mouth, forcing his muzzle deep into her vagina through the wrong direction.
With a tight, warm muzzle wrapped snugly around his shaft, it was almost as though his meal’s vagina had suddenly returned to life. It was a nice thought, a sexy thought, and closing his eyes almost let him imagine it, but the taste of his own cock splattering his tongue shattered the illusion. Still, it was a unique feeling he couldn’t quite get enough of. He growled happily, squirting down his throat, swallowing his own seed, tingles traveling down his spine from the pleasure of experiencing both oral and vaginal simultaneously.
He wished the moment could last forever.
Reality had other plans.
“DAISY!” shrilled a young woman. “DAISY, NO! Get away from her, you freak!”
Blake, startled, pulled hard away from his meal, yanking himself out of his own maw in the process. His visibly dick twitched and spurted through the opening in his meal’s womb—what was left of it, anyway—the watery fluid mixing with her blood. The loss of such tight heat was regrettable, but with the return of the tepig’s catcher, escape was his only option. She’d probably kill him!
He tried to yank his knot away, only to yelp as her vulva hugged him tightly, too tightly. Panic set in. The catcher was only a few feet away. She looked scared, confused, and tears welled up in her eyes. But more than that, she was livid. She seemed to be struggling with what to do. He knew that wouldn’t last. Soon, the anger would turn to action. He had to get away before that happened. He had seconds.
Thinking fast, Blake reached down to Daisy’s vulva and carefully, though swiftly, bit into the plump flesh. The flavor of young, fertile pussy soon transitioned into the richness of meat and blood, until he had eaten through enough of her folds to feel himself sliding out. He didn’t savor his freedom: the moment he was free, he swallowed his mouthful of feminine lips and dashed away into the tall grass, cock bouncing against his belly and squirting onto the grass. He regretted that he couldn't have eaten more: he had been looking forward to sinking his teeth into her bladder next.
As he made his getaway, the vulpix paid little mind to the wailing trainer breaking down upon the sight of her precious pet’s mangled body.","pools_count":0,"title":"More Than a Meal","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"text/rtf","pagecount":"1","rating_id":"2","rating_name":"Adult","ratings":[{"content_tag_id":"4","name":"Sexual Themes","description":"Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal","rating_id":"2"},{"content_tag_id":"5","name":"Strong Violence","description":"Strong violence, blood, serious injury or death","rating_id":"2"}],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"t","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"0","views":"175"}