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^w^\n\nThis story is mainly involves Crushing, Blood and Hard Vore, so not really for the easily squeamish. >w>;\n\nThis story involves two of diablo_the_rex characters, Dras (blue raptor) and a generic Red Raptor.\n\nThe main scene of this story is based off of an animation created by Diablo, found here in his gallery: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/4764151/\n\nRated Adult for Gorey Violence, Fatal Crushing and Hard Vore.\n\nDras and Red Raptor are © to diablo_the_rex https://www.furaffinity.net/user/diablotherex\n\nSummary:\n\nA VPD (Vore Police Department) agent is sent to a newly open night club to investigate some strange disappearacnes and getting more than he bargained for... ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "New Story! ^w^

This story is mainly involves Crushing, Blood and Hard Vore, so not really for the easily squeamish. >w>;

This story involves two of diablo_the_rex characters, Dras (blue raptor) and a generic Red Raptor.

The main scene of this story is based off of an animation created by Diablo, found here in his gallery: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/4764151/

Rated Adult for Gorey Violence, Fatal Crushing and Hard Vore.

Dras and Red Raptor are © to diablo_the_rex https://www.furaffinity.net/user/diablotherex

Summary:

A VPD (Vore Police Department) agent is sent to a newly open night club to investigate some strange disappearacnes and getting more than he bargained for... ", "writing": "It had been a few months since it opened its doors to the public, the ‘Raptor Stomp’ night club. It’s first few weeks were a great hit with the locals, all manner of species, from all walks of life coming to the club for its ‘unusual’ entertainment, but it wasn’t until a month of it being open that a gradual shift in the clientele began, more and more Scaled species, raptors, in particular went in with the mammalian species starting to dwindle as more went in than came back out. A second month of this went on until it got to the point where very few mammalian patrons went in at all and strange disappearances began cropping up around the city, disappearances which baffled the regular police force, at which point the case was turned over to the VPD, a special task force that was created to deal with vore and, unusual, fetish based cases.\n\nThis case fit the profile of a Vore case, little to no remains of the victims found, the authorities only being notified of the disappearances by loved ones, flat mates or the boss of the victims when they didn’t show up work for days at a time. While the regular authorities had come up empty with their investigation, due to lack of evidence, the VPD open their own enquiry into the ‘Raptor Stomp’ night club, sending one of their best operatives to investigate.\n\nThe tall Fox had been waiting for an assignment like this, going undercover into a hostile situation, it got his blood pumping, his colleagues believing this was due to the excitement of cracking his first big case, not that he was a rookie in the VPD, he having been with the Task Force for a good three years and had helped greatly in solving smaller, similar cases to this one, no. The reason he was excited about this case, was the stories he’d heard about this place from Vore related forums and blogs he had read about it, keeping this, and his being a Voreaphile, a secret from his colleagues and for good reason, one of the main requirements of being an operative with VPD was to NOT be interested in Vore, which he had lied about on his application.\n\nHe felt that it was well worth the risk however, as he finds himself outside the club in front of the double doors and a long line of scaled patrons waiting in line. The Fox quirks a brow at the length of the line outside the doors, clearly this place was ‘quite’ popular, he began to head to the back of the line before low, gruff sounding voice makes him jump, “Hey there fuzzy, you can go on in if ya want.” The voice comes from one of the large bouncers at the door, a massive 10 foot tall, anthro T-Rex. Blushing slightly, the Fox nods his appreciation to the large Rex as he heads inside, unknown to him, the Rex watches him go in, a smirk across his scaled lips before turning back to the line and letting some of the scaled patrons pass as well.\n\nInside the club there was an over powering reptilian scent in the air which almost made the fox, hold a paw to his nose, but resists the temptation out of common courtesy. Heading over to the bar first to gather some Intel on the establishment, his presence in the club was far from unnoticed, many of the scaled patrons looking at him with smiles as he takes a seat at the bar, which he finds most unnerving. Ordering a drink or two so’s not to raise suspicion, he begins questioning the bar tender about the club which he seemed more than happy to divulge to him, the Fox didn’t need to show his badge in order to ‘loosen the bar tenders tongue’, but when it came to the odd goings on around the club, the Bartender’s demeanour changed dramatically, refusing to answer anymore, forcing the Fox to reveal his badge and break his cover in order to get the info he wanted. But the reaction he got from this was a sly smile from the Raptor Bartender, he leaning in and whispering to the Fox, “You really want to know? Then asssk ‘Little Red’ or ‘Big Blue’, they’ll ‘happily’ tell you what you want to know.” The Raptor says in slight hissing lisp which the fox believed most Reptiles had, with a few exceptions.\n\nHearing a loud woot erupt from the crowd suddenly, the Fox looking around to the main stage of the club to see a large, Blue Raptor with a row of Blue feathers along the centre of his head to the small of his neck, almost like a Mohawk of feathers. The lights suddenly dim and then two spotlights turn on and aim at the blue Raptor, he motioning off stage, as if signalling to stagehand whom instantly appears and dragging a tied up Feline anthro behind him to the stage and laying it down in front of the Raptor. The fox assumed that this had to be ‘Big Blue’, watching what happened next with awestricken attention, watching as Blue raised his foot above the poor feline’s small legs and brings it down upon them slowly, applying gentle pressure upon them, like a pneumatic press crushing down upon an object of some description, an audible crackling and crunching of bones resonating off the walls around the suddenly silent room only to be followed by a roar of applause by the gathered patrons, both sat at the tables and standing at the stage.\n\n“Impresssive... isssn’t he?” asks a hissing voice from behind the Fox, this made the fox jump suddenly, he having been so enthralled with the actions of the large Raptor on stage. Looking around to see who had spoken to him only to be met a tall Red scaled Raptor sporting a friendly smile. The fox is a little nervous at first but responds in time, “Oh, err... yes, yes he is.” He stammers slightly to the Red Raptor, another loud crack and crunching of bone grabs his attention once more, watching as ‘Blue’, literally’ began walking over the feline slowly, pressing down with his full weight on the small, fragile limbs of the bound and gagged cat, wriggling slightly in pain. “He likesss to go ssslow with his partnersss, Makesss the show a little more lively for the watchers, don’t you think?” the Red Raptor asks, speaking again, forcing the Fox to split his concentration between watching and speaking to the other Raptor, “Oh, yes, yes I agree.” he says with a visible blush, “I, I can’t help wonder, what he must be going through though, the cat I mean.” He says, speaking to the Raptor but watching the performance.\n\nRed has a smile on his face, what the Bartender told him about the Fox was true, he was hooked, he couldn’t tear away from the performance, as everyone else was, deciding to see how far he could take this, Red leans his snout next to the Fox’s ear and whispers, “Pain... excruciating, pain. That’sss what it feelsss like to be crushed under the feet of large Raptor like him.” He says in tease, noticing the Fox’s blush getting deeper and the evident goose bumps of his fur standing on end, “Mind you... I’m no slouch either.” He adds. This statement from Red making the fox turn his full attention to the Red Raptor, noticing for the first time that he was only four inches taller than himself at 7 feet tall but a good 9 feet in length due to his long tail, “I, I take it you’re ‘Little Red’? You’re taller than I expected.”\n\nRed grunts at the mention of his given ‘stage name’ but manages to keep his friendly demeanour toward the Fox, draping a toned arm around his shoulder and walking with him to the private rooms, “Well, I prefer jussst ‘Red’, the ‘little’ part is only due to being of average height for my speciesss, and in comparison to ‘Big Blue’s’ 9 feet height.” He explains to the Fox, whom nods in understanding as they continue down a corridor, the pair leaving the main the club behind and come to a curtained off area, “Thisss isss my persssonal entertaining quarters.” He hisses out with a smile, pulling back the red, silk curtain to reveal a large, wooden barrel in the centre of the room and seating accommodations, currently empty, around the rim of the hexagonal room. \n\nThe Fox noticing that, beneath the barrel, the floor is stained Red from dried blood, Red walks over to the barrel, the claws of his digi-grade feet click and scrape along the tiled floor of the room, “Thisss... is my performance apparatus, I know, it’sss just an ordinary barrel, but it’sss what I do with it that makesss it entertaining,” he says proudly, the Fox stepping forward up to it timidly and looking inside, the bottom of the barrel as well as its walls are stained red, the same as the floor. He blushes in excitement at the thought of what went on inside this barrel but one obvious thing comes to mind, “You, you crush the Vic- ‘partner’ inside here?” he asks, stumbling with his words.\n\nRed smiles at this Fox’s nervousness and nods, “I do indeed, I push them down with one foot and then climb in, after that, I begin stomping down on the ‘partner’ inssside until they’re good and pulped up, and then...” he says with a wide grin, “I gulp down the pulped up remains like a blood slushy.” He says with sinister intent to the Fox. These comments from the Raptor make the Fox weak at the knees; blush out in force on his cheeks as he can only imagine how many victims had met their end this way at the hands... well... ‘Feet’ of this Raptor alone, well, now there will be one more, “C-cr-crush me...” The fox says, gulping to steady his nerves, “I’d like to be next... Crush me.” He repeats, a little surer of himself this time.\n\nRed’s smile only grows wider at this, unexpected, request from the Fox, draping his arm over the fox’s shoulder once more, “Sssilly Foxy, I intended to the whole time.” He says with a toothy grin which makes the Fox shiver once more, only now realising that he had no say in the matter, no matter if he wanted it or not, “Oh, ok... what do I do?” he asks. Red grabbing the Fox’s waist firmly and lifting him, surprisingly easily, onto the lip of the barrel, “Jussst lay back over the barrel’s opening, relax, and I’ll do the ressst.” He says, lust beginning to grow in his eyes, he could tell just by looking at this Fox’s body that he’d get a good meal from him, not to mention a good crushing session, watching as the Fox lays his back over the Barrel’s wide opening, Red lifting his left foot over the Fox with a grin and placing it atop his abdomen, the foot is big enough to cover the entirety of his stomach and most of his chest, preparing to push down and begin the crushing process.\n\nGulping nervously, a feint shivering running all over the Foxes body, which could be misinterpreted as fear of what was to come next, but was actually deep excitement on the Fox’s part, the touch of ‘Red’s’ scaled feet and sharp claws baring down upon his torso sends waves of pleasure through him, looking up to see lustful fire in the Raptor’s eyes still, giving a nod to the Raptor to indicate his readiness. Red needed no such signal, as he merely grins widely and pushes down hard upon the Fox’s stomach, a slight grunt coming from him as he’s forced down to the bottom of the barrel, his spine bent in such a fashion that it would prove useless to try and get out, he was firmly wedged inside now. Making no regard to the ‘victim’ beneath his foot, ‘Red’ puts all his weight upon the fox, hearing him grunt and choke as his ribcage become heavily compressed momentarily and he brings his other foot inside, bring it down hard on the fox, hear a slight crackle of the Fox’s vertebrae compacting under his weight.\n\nWith a final glance down upon the fox under his feet, ‘Red’ lifts a foot up, bringing his knee to a 90 degree angle and proceeds to bring it down hard upon the Fox. Aloud crackle of breaking bones sounds out with a pained yell from the Fox, his right arm and side shattered and compacted heavily, the pain was indeed ‘excruciating’ he could feel blood trickling out of numerous holes in his side when broken ribs had punctured the skin. The Fox would not have time to get used to his wounds before ‘Red’ raises his right foot a knee to a right angle once more and brings it down hard onto his left side, A loud gargling yell coming from the Fox with his left arm, side and part of his thigh is broken and shattered. Red revelled in the succulent sounds of his prey crunching beneath his feet and massive weight, he always savoured the first two ‘stomps’ the most, as these fresh crunches were always the loudest.\n\nBelieving he’d waited long enough, he continues and began to stomp down repeatedly with his feet, one step, then the next, the Foxes responses becoming less and less noticeable, groaning out as his legs fall into the voids that Red’s feet make when they retreat, only to come back, crushing down on his legs, the sounds of breaking bone and squishing flesh being music to the ears of the large, Red Raptor, closing his eyes and hissing happily as he continues to stomp in bliss, the fox’s feet, once seen poking over the top of the barrel quickly disappear into its depths as they too become crushed under strong raptor feet, endless squishing and squelching sounds emanating from the bottom of the barrel, blood starting to seep out of the cracks in the wood the barrel is made from. Believing that his meal had been ‘processed’ enough, Red lifts his right foot out of the barrel, doing the same with the left and peers into the barrel to admire his handiwork, “Mmmm, yesss, such a fine batch of grapes you were Foxy.” Red hisses in tease and proceeds to lift the barrel up, and looking inside once more, licking his lips, “And now for my Foxy ‘Blood-shake’.” He chuckles, opening his wide, sharp toothed lined mouth and tilting the Barrel into his wide jaws.\n\nThe Fox Slurry making a gradual descent downwards to the lip of the barrel, pouring out of it as if it were indeed a liquid straight into the waiting jaws of the Red Raptor, glugging happily the instant the Fox Slurry entered his mouth and throat, taking quick and loud gulps, trying to catch as much of the slurry as he could, but still some of it dribbled down the sides of his mouth and onto the floor, certainly not as messy as his feral kin, but still poor table manners as Red continued to glug and gulp down the remains of the VPD agent. Lasting a whole other minute before the last of the pulped up Fox drops into Red’s mouth, having made a sticky mess of himself, but, as far as he was concerned, it had been well worth it, “Mmmm, delicious, been a while since I had Fox, and such a large one too.” He says, looking down at himself and frowns slightly, “Great... I deffinately need a shower.” He says, heading out back to the staff showers with a largely distended gut. Returning to the bar and slapping the bloodied ‘VPD’ Badge on the counter, “He has been taken care of.” Red says to the bartender with toothy grin and patting his distended, gurgling gut firmly, to which the Bartender grins back and nods, getting back to serving customers, the Fox ‘VPD’ agent never to be heard from again...\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "It had been a few months since it opened its doors to the public, the ‘Raptor Stomp’ night club. It’s first few weeks were a great hit with the locals, all manner of species, from all walks of life coming to the club for its ‘unusual’ entertainment, but it wasn’t until a month of it being open that a gradual shift in the clientele began, more and more Scaled species, raptors, in particular went in with the mammalian species starting to dwindle as more went in than came back out. A second month of this went on until it got to the point where very few mammalian patrons went in at all and strange disappearances began cropping up around the city, disappearances which baffled the regular police force, at which point the case was turned over to the VPD, a special task force that was created to deal with vore and, unusual, fetish based cases.

This case fit the profile of a Vore case, little to no remains of the victims found, the authorities only being notified of the disappearances by loved ones, flat mates or the boss of the victims when they didn’t show up work for days at a time. While the regular authorities had come up empty with their investigation, due to lack of evidence, the VPD open their own enquiry into the ‘Raptor Stomp’ night club, sending one of their best operatives to investigate.

The tall Fox had been waiting for an assignment like this, going undercover into a hostile situation, it got his blood pumping, his colleagues believing this was due to the excitement of cracking his first big case, not that he was a rookie in the VPD, he having been with the Task Force for a good three years and had helped greatly in solving smaller, similar cases to this one, no. The reason he was excited about this case, was the stories he’d heard about this place from Vore related forums and blogs he had read about it, keeping this, and his being a Voreaphile, a secret from his colleagues and for good reason, one of the main requirements of being an operative with VPD was to NOT be interested in Vore, which he had lied about on his application.

He felt that it was well worth the risk however, as he finds himself outside the club in front of the double doors and a long line of scaled patrons waiting in line. The Fox quirks a brow at the length of the line outside the doors, clearly this place was ‘quite’ popular, he began to head to the back of the line before low, gruff sounding voice makes him jump, “Hey there fuzzy, you can go on in if ya want.” The voice comes from one of the large bouncers at the door, a massive 10 foot tall, anthro T-Rex. Blushing slightly, the Fox nods his appreciation to the large Rex as he heads inside, unknown to him, the Rex watches him go in, a smirk across his scaled lips before turning back to the line and letting some of the scaled patrons pass as well.

Inside the club there was an over powering reptilian scent in the air which almost made the fox, hold a paw to his nose, but resists the temptation out of common courtesy. Heading over to the bar first to gather some Intel on the establishment, his presence in the club was far from unnoticed, many of the scaled patrons looking at him with smiles as he takes a seat at the bar, which he finds most unnerving. Ordering a drink or two so’s not to raise suspicion, he begins questioning the bar tender about the club which he seemed more than happy to divulge to him, the Fox didn’t need to show his badge in order to ‘loosen the bar tenders tongue’, but when it came to the odd goings on around the club, the Bartender’s demeanour changed dramatically, refusing to answer anymore, forcing the Fox to reveal his badge and break his cover in order to get the info he wanted.  But the reaction he got from this was a sly smile from the Raptor Bartender, he leaning in and whispering to the Fox, “You really want to know? Then asssk ‘Little Red’ or ‘Big Blue’, they’ll ‘happily’ tell you what you want to know.” The Raptor says in slight hissing lisp which the fox believed most Reptiles had, with a few exceptions.

Hearing a loud woot erupt from the crowd suddenly, the Fox looking around to the main stage of the club to see a large, Blue Raptor with a row of Blue feathers along the centre of his head to the small of his neck, almost like a Mohawk of feathers. The lights suddenly dim and then two spotlights turn on and aim at the blue Raptor, he motioning off stage, as if signalling to stagehand whom instantly appears and dragging a tied up Feline anthro behind him to the stage and laying it down in front of the Raptor. The fox assumed that this had to be ‘Big Blue’, watching what happened next with awestricken attention, watching as Blue raised his foot above the poor feline’s small legs and brings it down upon them slowly, applying gentle pressure upon them, like a pneumatic press crushing  down upon an object of some description, an audible crackling and crunching of bones resonating off the walls around the suddenly silent room only to be followed by a roar of applause by the gathered patrons, both sat at the tables and standing at the stage.

“Impresssive... isssn’t he?” asks a hissing voice from behind the Fox, this made the fox jump suddenly, he having been so enthralled with the actions of the large Raptor on stage. Looking around to see who had spoken to him only to be met a tall Red scaled Raptor sporting a friendly smile. The fox is a little nervous at first but responds in time, “Oh, err... yes, yes he is.” He stammers slightly to the Red Raptor, another loud crack and crunching of bone grabs his attention once more, watching as ‘Blue’, literally’ began walking over the feline slowly, pressing down with his full weight on the small, fragile limbs of the bound and gagged cat, wriggling slightly in pain. “He likesss to go ssslow with his partnersss, Makesss the show a little more lively for the watchers, don’t you think?” the Red Raptor asks, speaking again, forcing the Fox to split his concentration between watching and speaking to the other Raptor, “Oh, yes, yes I agree.” he says with a visible blush, “I, I can’t help wonder, what he must be going through though, the cat I mean.” He says, speaking to the Raptor but watching the performance.

Red has a smile on his face, what the Bartender told him about the Fox was true, he was hooked, he couldn’t tear away from the performance, as everyone else was, deciding to see how far he could take this, Red leans his snout next to the Fox’s ear and whispers, “Pain... excruciating, pain. That’sss what it feelsss like to be crushed under the feet of large Raptor like him.” He says in tease, noticing the Fox’s blush getting deeper and the evident goose bumps of his fur standing on end, “Mind you... I’m no slouch either.” He adds. This statement from Red making the fox turn his full attention to the Red Raptor, noticing for the first time that he was only four inches taller than himself at 7 feet tall but a good 9 feet in length due to his long tail, “I, I take it you’re ‘Little Red’? You’re taller than I expected.”

Red grunts at the mention of his given ‘stage name’ but manages to keep his friendly demeanour toward the Fox, draping a toned arm around his shoulder and walking with him to the private rooms, “Well, I prefer jussst ‘Red’, the ‘little’ part is only due to being of average height for my speciesss, and in comparison to ‘Big Blue’s’ 9 feet height.” He explains to the Fox, whom nods in understanding as they continue down a corridor, the pair leaving the main the club behind and come to a curtained off area, “Thisss isss my persssonal entertaining quarters.” He hisses out with a smile, pulling back the red, silk curtain to reveal a large, wooden barrel in the centre of the room and seating accommodations, currently empty, around the rim of the hexagonal room.

The Fox noticing that, beneath the barrel, the floor is stained Red from dried blood, Red walks over to the barrel, the claws of his digi-grade feet click and scrape along the tiled floor of the room, “Thisss... is my performance apparatus, I know, it’sss just an ordinary barrel, but it’sss what I do with it that makesss it entertaining,” he says proudly, the Fox stepping forward up to it timidly and looking inside, the bottom of the barrel as well as its walls are stained red, the same as the floor. He blushes in excitement at the thought of what went on inside this barrel but one obvious thing comes to mind, “You, you crush the Vic- ‘partner’ inside here?” he asks, stumbling with his words.

Red smiles at this Fox’s nervousness and nods, “I do indeed, I push them down with one foot and then climb in, after that, I begin stomping down on the ‘partner’ inssside until they’re good and pulped up, and then...” he says with a wide grin, “I gulp down the pulped up remains like a blood slushy.” He says with sinister intent to the Fox. These comments from the Raptor make the Fox weak at the knees; blush out in force on his cheeks as he can only imagine how many victims had met their end this way at the hands... well... ‘Feet’ of this Raptor alone, well, now there will be one more, “C-cr-crush me...” The fox says, gulping to steady his nerves, “I’d like to be next... Crush me.” He repeats, a little surer of himself this time.

Red’s smile only grows wider at this, unexpected, request from the Fox, draping his arm over the fox’s shoulder once more, “Sssilly Foxy, I intended to the whole time.” He says with a toothy grin which makes the Fox shiver once more, only now realising that he had no say in the matter, no matter if he wanted it or not, “Oh, ok... what do I do?” he asks. Red grabbing the Fox’s waist firmly and lifting him, surprisingly easily, onto the lip of the barrel, “Jussst lay back over the barrel’s opening, relax, and I’ll do the ressst.” He says, lust beginning to grow in his eyes, he could tell just by looking at this Fox’s body that he’d get a good meal from him, not to mention a good crushing session, watching as the Fox lays his back over the Barrel’s wide opening, Red lifting his left foot over the Fox with a grin and placing it atop his abdomen, the foot is big enough to cover the entirety of his stomach and most of his chest, preparing to push down and begin the crushing process.

Gulping nervously, a feint shivering running all over the Foxes body, which could be misinterpreted as fear of what was to come next, but was actually deep excitement on the Fox’s part, the touch of ‘Red’s’ scaled feet and sharp claws baring down upon his torso sends waves of pleasure through him, looking up to see lustful fire in the Raptor’s eyes still, giving a nod to the Raptor to indicate his readiness. Red needed no such signal, as he merely grins widely and pushes down hard upon the Fox’s stomach, a slight grunt coming from him as he’s forced down to the bottom of the barrel, his spine bent in such a fashion that it would prove useless to try and get out, he was firmly wedged inside now. Making no regard to the ‘victim’ beneath his foot, ‘Red’ puts all his weight upon the fox, hearing him grunt and choke as his ribcage become heavily compressed momentarily and he brings his other foot inside, bring it down hard on the fox, hear a slight crackle of the Fox’s vertebrae compacting under his weight.

With a final glance down upon the fox under his feet, ‘Red’ lifts a foot up, bringing his knee to a 90 degree angle and proceeds to bring it down hard upon the Fox. Aloud crackle of breaking bones sounds out with a pained yell from the Fox, his right arm and side shattered and compacted heavily, the pain was indeed ‘excruciating’ he could feel blood trickling out of numerous holes in his side when broken ribs had punctured the skin. The Fox would not have time to get used to his wounds before ‘Red’ raises his right foot a knee to a right angle once more and brings it down hard onto his left side, A loud gargling yell coming from the Fox with his left arm, side and part of his thigh is broken and shattered. Red revelled in the succulent sounds of his prey crunching beneath his feet and massive weight, he always savoured the first two ‘stomps’ the most, as these fresh crunches were always the loudest.

Believing he’d waited long enough, he continues and began to stomp down repeatedly with his feet, one step, then the next, the Foxes responses becoming less and less noticeable, groaning out as his legs fall into the voids that Red’s feet make when they retreat, only to come back, crushing down on his legs, the sounds of breaking bone and squishing flesh being music to the ears of the large, Red Raptor, closing his eyes and hissing happily as he continues to stomp in bliss, the fox’s feet, once  seen poking over the top of the barrel quickly disappear into its depths as they too become crushed under strong raptor feet, endless squishing and squelching sounds emanating from the bottom of the barrel, blood starting to seep out of the cracks in the wood the barrel is made from. Believing that his meal had been ‘processed’ enough, Red lifts his right foot out of the barrel, doing the same with the left and peers into the barrel to admire his handiwork, “Mmmm, yesss, such a fine batch of grapes you were Foxy.” Red hisses in tease and proceeds to lift the barrel up, and looking inside once more, licking his lips, “And now for my Foxy ‘Blood-shake’.” He chuckles, opening his wide, sharp toothed lined mouth and tilting the Barrel into his wide jaws.

The Fox Slurry making a gradual descent downwards to the lip of the barrel, pouring out of it as if it were indeed a liquid straight into the waiting jaws of the Red Raptor, glugging happily the instant the Fox Slurry entered his mouth and throat, taking quick and loud gulps, trying to catch as much of the  slurry as he could, but still some of it dribbled down the sides of his mouth and onto the floor, certainly not as messy as his feral kin, but still poor table manners as Red continued to glug and gulp down the remains of the VPD agent. Lasting a whole other minute before the last of the pulped up Fox drops into Red’s mouth, having made a sticky mess of himself, but, as far as he was concerned, it had been well worth it, “Mmmm, delicious, been a while since I had Fox, and such a large one too.” He says, looking down at himself and frowns slightly, “Great... I deffinately need a shower.” He says, heading out back to the staff showers with a largely distended gut. Returning to the bar and slapping the bloodied ‘VPD’ Badge on the counter, “He has been taken care of.” Red says to the bartender with toothy grin and patting his distended, gurgling gut firmly, to which the Bartender grins back and nods, getting back to serving customers, the Fox ‘VPD’ agent never to be heard from again...

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