CHARACTERS: Spool (she/her): A lively bnuuy, caught having fun outside her burrow. Silly bun! Peat (he/him); Her partner. Loves dandelion roots and Spool. Mal (he/him): A fatal predator having some fun~ This story was sponsored by an anonymous contributor <3 If you’d like to help sponsor more writing and comics like this one, you can see and contribute to ongoing projects at subscribestar.adult/foxyoreos :3 Quality Time by foxyoreos *** Mal huffed a little as he swung his leg over and straddled her. “She” (Mal hadn't asked her name) was a plump female doe that Mal had caught cuddling with her partner in some bushes. Mal had already eaten her partner, but enjoying his meal had left Mal feeling oh so horny, and when it came her turn he couldn’t help but hold her down and let her feel her partner die. He played with his stomach for a while and ground against her while he waited for his tum to do its job – teasing her with her partner’s frantic struggling until a solid belch finally silenced the struggling meat within. And after that, well. There was just no way he could swallow her without a few good fucks now~ She was adorable, already wet and ready from his grinding; and her panicked struggles only made her dripping cunt feel more inviting to him. It was one of the things Mal loved best about bunnies. No matter how scared or unhappy they were, their bodies were almost literally built for sex. Mal knew just how to push a bunny so their body would betray them – male or female it didn’t matter, their ass and cunt would twitch and squeeze, involuntarily welcoming his loads even as the bunnies themselves whimpered – humiliated, scared, but also oddly bashful and embarrassed. It was part of why he liked fucking his prey so publicly – making sure that they noticed the terrified eyes of the other prey watching from behind a bush. It was so rare to see a bunny self-conscious about their sex. But Mal knew how to make them blush. Fuck, she was positively dripping now~ His cock slid effortlessly through her folds, and in one smooth motion he was down to the top of his knot. She felt incredible – cozy but not too tight, involuntarily soaking both of their fur in feminine juices, as her body prepared her against her own will to be taken and bred. She was a bitch in heat, soft, warm motions and presses pushing her further and further into her involuntary role – to be fucked, abused, and eaten~ Mal took things slowly and let her enjoy the helpless feeling. His fox tummy was bulging out and she was whimpering beneath it. She was perfect. Mal’s previous meal was all slop now, he wasn’t sure exactly when that had happened. But his stomach hung over his prey like a heavy pillow and the post-meal buzz was beginning to hit just right~ He flopped back over onto his side and let out a sigh of pleasure – lifted the leg so any prey nearby could see her, fully exposed, nothing but an object – his object. *Pop!* went the knot, and Mal murred in pleasure, nestling his cock into the entrance to her cervix. She winced in pain, but her cunt didn’t care, squirting and squeezing down while Mal let out little splurts of pre into her womb, massaging back and forth, his paw tracing lightly over the bulge. She made a soft noise that was halfway between a word and a whine, begging him to stop. Good; Mal liked when they started to beg~ He licked her softly and humped a little harder. A soft, seductive whisper in her ear, “don’t worry, after a while you’ll get used to this, and then it’ll only sting~” *Slurp, lick* “You’re a tasty little bitch, you know~” His breath smelled a little musky. She could smell her partner’s scent in his throat and it felt oddly comforting. But there was something else in there as well; something that she was less familiar with but knew instinctively – an acidic, smothering smell of death. She felt like it was pulling her in, pulling her deeper – she belonged to it. She was going to die covered in it. “Pretty little prey slut~” Mal’s voice snapped her back to reality. He was cooing at her, his paws were all over her, she was fully exposed to the entire forest. “Aren’t you just the cutest slut”, he taunted. “All out in the open, anybunny here can see just how you cum for me.” Mal wrenched his knot out of her (enjoying the timid squeak she made when he did) and then plunged his cock into her ass without hesitation. He was close to cumming and was ready to get home, so he didn’t feel the need to draw the rest of her abuse out. He fucked her, hard, until he began to squirt and then aggressively knotted her. He yawned, bored, and trotted back to his den with his prey behind him, only pausing to occasionally swing his trophy back and forth a little in display whenever he noticed a critter watching nearby. It was both for her benefit as well as theirs. Mal liked when the prey he caught knew what was going to happen to them. *** Mal’s cave was spacious, dry, and littered with the bones of hundreds of victims: bunnies, mice, chipmunks, moles, and even birds. There was a smaller collection of otter skulls over to the side that Mal was particularly proud of. The fox flopped down onto a pile of half-digested pelts and tiny bones, rolled over onto his back and hilted her again. She was so cute~ He’d pulled out the knot so he could carry her inside himself. But he was itching to get it back inside of her. For a while they simply fucked while Mal worked out a bit more of his horny energy, then once he had filled up her womb with fox cum, he pulled her close for aftercare. “Mmm, good little bunny slut~ Who’s my little prey bitch?” Mal was all cozy energy now, happy, satisfied, basking in the glow of a meal and a good fuck. All baby talk and soft kisses. “You don’t even struggle when I rub inside you now, do you?~ Didn’t I tell you you’d get used to it.” His tongue ran over her face. “I know it still hurts a little, doesn’t it?~ But you’re my good, well behaved little bunny.” *Kiss, lick, mlem~* “You little bunnies are always better behaved with cummies in them, aren’t you?” She whimpered, but didn’t protest otherwise. Alone in the cave, there was no need to put on a show, no need to be suave. Mal could freely enjoy himself with only the dead eyes of his previous victims watching on. And his future victim, who was all his, and was going to do exactly what he wanted her to do. She was so hot like this; the more Mal played with her, the more turned on by her he got. Her toes did little spreading motions whenever she was in pain, and she would paw at the air a little when he brushed against her cervix. And whenever she whimpered, her nose wrinkled. Little adorable details. Each prey was unique. Mal huffed and panted over her head, lapping up her taste and scent. “I’m going to keep on fucking you, ’kay?” Mal winked at her and went back to cuddling. “And I’m so sowwy, but some of it might hurt you really fucking bad~” She made a small noise that Mal loved. “Aww, I know, I know~ But don’t worry, you’re a good bunny, right? So you can take it.” Mal grinned sadistically and burped. “Because if you’re not a good bunny, then I can make this all hurt much, much worse.” Mal bucked forward and pushed hard against her cervix until her eyes went wide. “You’re not a bad bunny, are you?” He let go, then thrust again. Her toes did the cute little spread again. “Are you a bad bunny?” She opened her mouth to reply but he interrupted her with kisses. “Don’t worry, if you are bad I’ll just hurt you until you’re good again~” *Slurp, lap* “Good bunnies make me cum~” *Thrust* “So you don’t have to worry, just enjoy the ride~ I’ll make sure you’re good. Because if you’re ever not making me cum, then I’ll just hurt you until I-” His tip slipped through the entrance to her womb and she squeezed down, her whole body tensing in pain, and he let her involuntary contractions milk another thick load out of him. “Goooood bunny~ See what I mean?” He giggled. “Aww, cutie~ Cuddle time again, and then I’ll rape you more, okay?” In her pain, she was huddling even closer to him. Aftercare was her reward for being violated; after a few more sessions she’d be practically fawning over him, desperate to please him just to make it stop. She’d be clinging to any ounce of pleasure that he could provide. “Good bunny~” He rolled over and went back to petting her. She panted at his side. “Let’s cuddle for a while, and then I’ll fuck your other hole again~” “Mmmph~ you know,” Mal teased while his tongue worked down her neck, “normally at this point I’d belch out the skull of your.. friend? Partner? But fucking you felt so good that I just let him stew for far too long, and now I’m afraid that his skull is going to have to come out the other end~” He yawned and gave her a good look down his throat. “I’m torn about what to do with your bones, actually~” He could tell he was getting to her because of the way she squirmed deeper into his fur, like she was trying to hide from his voice inside of him. *Lick, lick~* “It might be nice for me to reunite the two of you. I could eat you soon, and then let you out together~ Doesn’t that sound romantic?” *Slurp, lick, kiss* “But you’re so hot, I might want to fuck you longer~ And I bet your skull would be so cute inside my cave. Can you imagine yourself, buried underneath a pile of bones and fur? Your fur underneath another bunny, my cum dripping down on top of you, just like it’s dripping down onto the bunnies under you? I bet you can! Does it make you a little blushy, thinking about my balls swinging over you, cum dripping down your face? Witnessing another bunny just as vulnerable as you are?” “Heh, I’ll bet you’ve never really studied bunny bones up close, have you?” Mal reached out and pulled over a skull and slipped it into her arms and she recoiled. All of the sex had driven her fight out of her, but this brought it back. This was death, literally inside of her arms, she couldn’t touch it, she needed it to not be there she couldn’t she couldn’t she couldn’t she couldn- *** Mal growled. It was a low, dangerous sound, filled with teeth, and Spool immediately knew that she had fucked up. His claws dug into her skin and held her still, his mouth slipped around her muzzle and his breath suddenly felt hotter. In this entire time, since catching them, since murdering her lover, since raping her again and again – this was the first time that she had felt him angry, and it terrified her. She had slipped into a daze before, her mind had shut out what was happening to her, she had started to enjoy the way his fur rubbed against hers, press into his soft stomach for comfort when it hurt too bad. But the growl reminded her exactly what the creature holding her down was, that he was not her relief from her pain but the source of it. And she realized that none of his earlier words were idle threats. Spool realized that she was scared of death, but she was even more afraid of him. She let the skull slip between her paws and hugged it to her: obedient, compliant, anything to save her from the teeth scraping her throat. Mal’s voice was no longer teasing, the hint of malice never left it. “Kiss it.” She rubbed her nose against its dead cheeks. “No. Use your tongue.” She did. It tasted very subtly like copper. She made out with it like a lover. The fox braced her to the ground than ripped his knot out. She did her best not to wince – she had the feeling that he didn’t want that now. Mal smiled at her, no more affection and no more play, just pure cruelty. “Hug it. Cuddle it. You’re gonna get fucking acquainted with that skull.” “Pretend that it’s whoever the fuck I’m turning into shit right now.” Spool held the skull like it was a security blanket. It felt cold, and smooth, and it smelled like the inside of a fox. It looked like it was laughing at her. She raised her tail just like a good bunny would. And tried to keep her eyes forward. The fox slipped his cock into her ass. Rougher. Less playful. Punishment. The skull was underneath her, she tried to brace herself against it. Every time he thrust her face was driven into it, and it was staring at her. Thrust. Thrust. Death. Death. He hilted her and then came inside, then ripped his knot out once again. She saw stars, but didn’t cry because he hadn’t told her to. She stared into the skull’s eyes. Death. His cock was still splurting out cum and he dragged it over her soft fur and across the skull. Death. That was going to be her. She was going to be dead, grinning, bleached bones with cum dripping down her- The penis slid through the back of the skull and poked out of its jaw, and then it brushed against her mouth. In any other situation she would have frozen up, unable to make her body perform the task that was being asked of her. But the thought of denying the monster that was looking down at her was even more unthinkable. She felt oddly disconnected from herself as she opened her mouth and slipped it over the tip, letting the warm semen fill her mouth and slip down her throat. She ran her tongue back and forth across it. She felt like she was in a small room, piloting her body remotely. Thoughts registered but didn’t connect. The taste and texture, the way it throbbed against her tongue. She dutifully pushed her head down; she’d never be able to take his entire length, but she could get deep enough that her nose pressed against the skull’s. That seemed to calm him down a little. She looked up at him, scared to maintain eye contact, but desperately communicating: “I’m a good bunny, I’m a good bunny, I’ll do whatever you ask, you don’t have to punish me I won’t complain, I’m good, I’m obedient, I’m good, I’m..” she broke off eye contact and focused only on pleasuring his cock and gulping down his seed. Mal patted her head, affectionately, and let her continue until he had finished cumming, then had her lick up and down the cock until it was clean and shiny again. She was eager to please now, so he let her. And once he was satisfied, he pulled her forward and lay her down on her back between his paws and explored her body with his tongue. “There we go, that wasn’t too hard, was it~”, he purred. She was sitting still, barely struggling even though Mal knew that she must be terrified to be this close to his teeth again. “See? You do know how to behave. And to think, I didn’t even have to get you acquainted with my ass~” His tongue was all over her; he was drooling over her. And his breath was her entire world. “I think I’ve made up my mind though: you’re cute but I think you’ll be cuter buried beneath my logs, forgotten in a bush somewhere.” Her pussy was so sore, she was realizing for the first time how much it ached as his tongue massaged it in circles. He locked eyes with her and smiled, this time with genuine affection. “You’re a good bunny. But.. well, you know. You’re all a little bit less fun after you’ve been broken.” *Yawn*~ His tongue slipped back and forth over her taint and slit, up and down. No resistance from her now, all of that embarrassment had melted away. How could she be embarrassed, there was no part of her body now that he’d not explored. Mal grinned. “I don’t see a reason now to draw this out.” And he began to swallow her. *** Mal gulped her down leisurely but without much ceremony. One she was in his mouth, she was no longer a plaything, she was fully food. And the only things he was now concerned with was the taste and texture of his meal. She didn’t struggle much even when her head was down his throat. Granted, Mal hadn’t given her much time to think, but even so, his punishment for her earlier disobedience must have really frightened her. Soon she was a quivering lump beneath his flesh, slipping down between his ribs and into his stomach. He burped up a decent chunk of her oxygen, and sighed contentedly. Two bunnies in one day; he’d be getting fat if he kept this up. *** Inside of the stomach, Spool was still having trouble processing what was happening. True to the fox’s word, her lover’s skull was gone, but other bones remained and a small pool of acid was still there, burning into her skin. It hurt, awfully, but a part of her brain was still broken. She couldn’t cry, would he want her too? She had to be a good little bunny and stay still, right? The pain was getting worse. A loud belch echoed around her and the stomach walls closed in. They were starting to ripple around her, starting to rub and massage her tired, aching body. They were getting more active. The entirety of the fox’s body felt so close to her, she felt smothered, she could hear each heartbeat and feel each breath. Was he.. bored? Breathing calmly, maybe panting a little. She really was just meat now. She really was just going to be stripped down to flesh and bones, her skin and body violated by the stomach walls no less thoroughly than she had been violated by his cock. If Peat’s skull wasn’t here, then that meant the soft gurgling and throbbing and bulging that she could feel beneath the bottom of the stomach walls was.. And soon she.. would.. It hurt so bad. *** Mal rolled onto his back, ran a paw across his bulging gut, and belched again. And then he went to sleep. After all, he’d had a busy day~