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Fortunately, the middle-aged reptile was well-practiced at moving noiselessly, and it wasn't long before he reached his destination.\n\nEarlier that day it had been the happy fathers observing their babies through the window. Now another happy soul was peering hungrily through the glass window separating him from his prey. Inside the Newborn Nursery, 5 warm-blooded babies slept peacefully in bassinets, while a sixth fussed quietly to himself. Even just a few months earlier, there would have been a nurse watching over them through the night, but with all the staff cuts it was now up to the infants to make it till morning. Tired mothers who complained were simply told ``You get what you pay for.''\n\nRiktor realized he'd been drooling as his face pressed against the window, and apparently from his cock as well. He looked down and noticed a wet spot spread from the growing bulge in his shorts. Even for him, consuming six in a night without getting caught would be a challenge, especially since he was determined to snuff out the whole lot before allowing himself to cum. The Kobold hated Warm-Bloods after a lifetime of discrimination, and could think of no better revenge than melting and smelting their babies.\n\nTo the right of the window was a staff door that in better days had blended unobtrusively into the wallpaper. Now the peeling gave it away, and Riktor went in quietly and shut it behind him. He found himself in a small passage containing shelves of baby-care supplies like powders, thermometers, and wipes. The predator decided to slip his shorts off over his tail and legs and then deposited them on a shelf next to some nappies. The cool air felt refreshing on his newly-freed genitals; both cock and scrotum were a darker-scaled green than his normal coloring, and he was already half-chubbed as he opened the door into the nursery itself.\n\nFor a moment he stood shadowed in the doorway, taking in the six infants and deciding how he'd end them. He decided he'd start with the fussy fucker, conveniently located in the bassinet closest to the door. As he drew close enough to peer down at the Fox kit, the Kobold attempted to mimic the shushing and cooing noises he'd heard a couple mammalian mothers make at their offspring (Kobold mothers generally just slapped or shook any lizardling noisy enough to annoy her). Inside the bassinet, the swaddled baby boy quieted a bit at the noise before fussing harder as Riktor accidentally added some reptilian hisses to the mix. Hating the idea of being discovered just as he was getting started, the Kobold immediately lifted the child (whose father planned to name Frederik after himself) and crammed the grapefruit-sized head into his yawning snout.\n\nAs Riktor carefully shut his jaw around Frederik's tiny neck (it would spoil the fun for the babe to die before reaching his stomach), he ran his tongue all over the kit's face. A quiet *Mmmmmmm* of pleasure escaped him as he sucked all the flavor he could out of the Fox. Fox children always had a divine flavor, and an unspoiled newborn was fucking scrumptious. He used one hand to support the babe's body as the other un-swaddled him, revealing more of the amber-colored fur. Once he was satisfied with the head in his mouth, he pushed the little body forward while taking a powerful gulp. As Frederik's head was drawn into Riktor's throat, the rest of his tiny body, tail tucked beneath, followed it into the elongated snout of the Kobold. The reptile was just able to shut his snout without catching the tiny paws or tail, and continued his tasting. While his tonguing was running over ever bit of the Fox baby's body, his hands began playing with his cock and balls, working himself up to a firm erection.\n\nOnce ready to move on to the next infant, Riktor tilted his head back and gave two consecutive swallows. The shoulders and hips provided no problem as they were drawn into the esophagus. One clawed hand traced the path of Frederik as the tiny body bulged out the scaly throat on its way to the Kobold's gut. The bulge passed slowly through his chest as it was massaged further and further down. Feeling the kit slide into his stomach (which expanded just barely noticeably through the loose shirt), he let out a happy sigh as a bit of his hunger was lessened. Kobold stomachs didn't start the production of digestive acids until they detected the presence of something to break down, so it would still be some time before he'd get to enjoy the boy starting to melt. If anything, the Fox seemed less fussy once back in the warm, womb-like chamber. A sadistic grin spread across Riktor's face as he anticipated that false comfort soon being yanked away...\n\nFor his second course, the kobold moved down the row of bassinets to Frederik's (former) neighbor. He un-swaddled this Racoon kit ahead of time and discovered it to be a female, based on its tiny slit and lack of scrotum. As he cautiously climbed into the bassinet (pausing as it creaked threateningly at his added weight), he extended one clawed digit to fondle the newborn. The probing at her tiny slit and bum awoke the girl (named Hope by a mother who had struggled to conceive for years and suffered multiple miscarriages), but any noises she would have made were muffled by the scaly anus that plopped down over her scrunched up face.\n\nRiktor let out a happy hiss as he spread his cheeks with one hand and shuffled until his asshole was riding on the infant's muzzle and mouth. The squirming already felt good, but he knew it would only get better once she was rubbing against his prostate. He'd been told by other Warm-Bloods subjected to rimming him that the musk of a Kobold smelled strange and deeply unpleasant to their mammalian senses of smell, giving the predator even more pleasure as he made sure it was all the girl could breathe. He relaxed his sphincter while continuing to grind Hope's face into his crack; while her head was smaller than many of the older children Riktor had stuffed up his bowels, predator and/or prey had usually worked up a sweat by that point to aid him as lube. Still, he'd conquered this problem before. He raised up off the newborn just long enough for her to take in her final breath of fresh air before dribbling a thick stream of spit right down onto her face, some of it getting into her mouth. That done, he immediately slammed his ass back down and pushed out.\n\nPoor Hope's slicked up muzzle immediately popped through the reptile's anus into a foul-smelling canal, followed immediately by the rest of her head. The scaly ring of flesh sealed around her neck tightly as Riktor raised himself into a crouch while pulling the newborn upright. Any onlooker might have been startled into a nervous laugh at the strange sight: a green Kobold male, naked besides a hooded shirt, standing in a bassinet and squatting over the naked and apparently headless body of a female Raccoon kit who seemed to be standing while weakly waving her little paw-hands. The Kobold impatiently forced his way down the baby's shoulders and chest, eager to get her deep enough to pleasure his prostate.\n\nThe unfortunately-named Hope let out a muffled mewl of fear as she was thrust up the terrible, tight tunnel, and that (combined with tiny shoulders squirming right against the prostate) caused a small stream of pre-cum to begin flowing from the head of Riktor's dark-green dick. The horny Kobold quickly realized he should have saved this for last as he made small motions to raise and lower his ass while alternately squeezing and relaxing his anal muscles, using the infant Racoon as a larger-than-average dildo. Riktor lowered himself and the girl until he was sitting in the bassinet with his back against its wall and the baby (or at least the bottom half sticking out of his asshole) was laying horizontal. One green claw hooked into Hope's little cunny, only getting an inch or two in before encountering the girl's tiny hymen. An evil look crossed the dimly-lit reptile's face as he realized what he'd encountered. He pulled back a bit before adding a second digit and violently forcing them through the babe's maidenhood. The strength of the push carried the tiny body further into his ass with a *shluck* as the deflowered kit screamed at the pain. He got her all the way in until his hand was pressed against his own hole, leaving just her tiny feet and ringed tail hanging out. He brought the slightly bloody fingers up to his mouth and licked them clean, enjoying the metallic flavor.\n\nHe clamped a hand over his mouth as he realized he'd been groaning aloud at the amazing prostate massage he was giving himself. How loud had he been? He wasn't sure, but decided to move onto the next prey before anyone showed up and ended his fun prematurely. He climbed out of the bassinet while flexing to pull the last of Hope into his ass. The flow of pre-cum slowed as he started working reptilian muscles to move her past his prostate and through his intestines on the way to join sleeping Frederik in his belly.\n\nThe Kobold offered up a prayer of thanks to Shevor, the Kobold god of feasting, as he realized the two porcupettes in the next row had perfectly identical faces. Twins! He un-swaddled them in quick succession and confirmed that not only were they twin males, but he'd gotten to them quickly enough that their Porcupine quills hadn't finished hardening yet. He immediately decided they were destined the churn into identical masses of Kobold cum in each of his hungry nuts. Those quills would feel amazing dragging down the inside of his shaft while they were still soft and flexible! As he lifted one of the boys out of the bassinet, he felt his slow metabolism finally start kicking into second gear with a burble as acids started to flow into his stomach sac. At the same time, Frederik was awoken by Hope being re-introduced to him and smelling awful. Kobold digestion might start slower than that of mammalian predators, but their stomach acids were twice as powerful. Riktor paused with the first porcupette's tiny toes hovering above his now yawning cockslit as he waited... waited... waited...\n\nThere! It was obvious when the painful burning started in on the two Warm-Blood infants in his killer gut; their cries and squirms just barely made it through his stomach walls and now somewhat-tight shirt. A new blob of pre-cum jetted out as a result of the sadistic pleasure the predator took in their agony, wetting the itty-bitty paws of the next victim even as Riktor started slipping them into the warm tube of Kobold-flesh. Riktor had to use all his willpower to bear the dual ecstasy of melting the baby-fur and skin off the bones of two mammals in his gut while a third gave his urethra a pleasurable stretch as two tiny legs and the first of the quills followed the cute pair of paws down his dark-green shaft. The screams coming from the stomach must have been quiet enough not to wake either twin, as the one making his way down Riktor's happy cock didn't wake despite more and more of his undeveloped body and sproingy quills being enveloped in a warm, slick tube.\n\nRiktor was so erect he was able brace his monster against the side of the bassinet and take his hands away once he'd sunk the little guy down a little further. With his hands now free, the kobold was able to lift up the other twin. He stared at it for a moment, deciding how he could get some extra amusement out of the Porcupine brothers. With a smirk, he softly pushed him into his hip-deep brother. Their arms wrapped around each other instinctively in an adorable hug. The twins (Gin, halfway down the cock, and Fernet outside it; their mother was a bit of a lush) were so cute that their predator wanted to snuff out their hours-old lives even more. Riktor started rhythmically contracting his pelvic muscles to tug Gin down, inch by glorious inch with the quills rubbing him just right, while lowering Fernet at the same rate. Fernet's warm body rubbed against the bulge his brother was making in a delicious way.\n\nPre-cum kept belching up the urethra around the infant-plug with obscene squelches, helping the prey slip down faster. The cock-mouth had crept all the way to Gin's armpits, and Riktor could feel the tyke's tiny toes tickling the entrance to his already gurgling sac. The soon-to-be-churned baby's arms were forced up as he started to slide into his final destination, breaking the comforting hug he'd been sharing with his twin. In unison, the brothers let out piercing wails that must have been audible even outside the hospital. The Kobold was jerked out of his ecstatic stupor into a panic, and he immediately slapped a hand on top of Gin's head and shoved the squalling porcupette all the way into his ballsack, literally fisting his own urethra in the process. He followed that up by flipping Fernet upside-down and forcing the infant in head-first after his brother, all the way to the tiny hips. He didn't even notice he'd broken both of Fernet's arms with the violent grip and movement, just moving his claws to the lad's back paws and using them to force the traumatized babe all the way into his shaft.\n\nHe stopped there to take stock of his situation. Frederik and Hope were making only the weakest of squirms in his gut, their undeveloped muscles already giving way to the super-acid eating its way through to their tiny organs and skeletons. Fernet was inching his way down the cock that was beginning to wilt from its owner's fear of discovery; the thick walls of the shaft were muffling his pained sobs for now. Gin was fully outlined through the thin sac walls as he bulged out the right side. His shrieks were more for his twin's distress than his own, and easy to hear above the growing gurgling noise as cum started to churn around him. And the last two newborns, swaddled in their basinets, woke up... and started to cry loudly.\n\n\tNightshift nurses Thomas (25, Human, curly brown hair and a good body) and June (43, Rhino, nice curves and horn) had been quietly discussing their future job prospects when they heard the babies calling out from the Maternity Ward. After years of practice, they could easily tell the difference between normal nighttime cries and something causing multiple babes to cry out at once. Whatever was going on, it was unlikely to settle down on its own, and if the post-partum mothers were disturbed too much there might actually be repercussions. With equal groans at a relaxing shift being interrupted, they rose and hustled down the hospital halls towards the Newborn Nursery.\n\n\tOnce they reached the window glass and peered through, they were both surprised to see a shadowy tailed figure facing away from them inside the barely-lit nursery. They witnessed the figure lift up one of infants and do... something with it as they allowed their eyes to adapt further to the darker maternity ward lighting. June let out a groan as she realized four of the six bassinets were missing their residents and the occupant of a fifth was being hastily shoved feet-first up the tailhole of a pants-less Kobold. A Kobold with the obvious forms of two squirming Porcupine children pulling down his scrotum to knee-height on either side. ``I am not fucking dealing with whatever this is, Tom. I'm going back to drink my coffee and finish my book. It's not like they can afford to fire us anyway.''\n\n\tThomas let out a sigh and scratched at the back of his head. The reptilian baby-burglar had turned, startled at the bass rumbling of Jane's voice. The man could hear a crunching even through the glass window separating the hallway from the nursery and thought the Kobold's shirt suddenly had less of a bulge at stomach-level. The two men stared at each other, one in frustration, the other in shock and fear. ``Zachary'' (a Lynx kitten) was the only baby still in a bassinet, continued to wail. It had to be ``Sarah'' (a Hare leveret) that was sunk to her armpits in the Kobold's ass. A scaly hand covering her whole face at least muffled some of the noise she was making. After running a hand down his youthful face, the tired nurse stepped forward and tapped on the window. He made a ``gimme a minute'' motion with his hands when he was sure the Kobold was paying attention and then started walking towards the connecting doors.\n\n\tRiktor was feeling a strange mix of confusion, apprehension, pleasure, and excitement. Visions of angry mobs bearing pitchforks and torches filled his imagination and caused his lizard brain to urge him to flee. But at the same time there was a pair of twins trapped in his nutsack and they were just starting to feel the prickling of his cum really getting to work on smelting them down. Not to mention there were those two tiny but surprising powerful hare paws thumping his prostate over and over, re-awakening a cock that had deflated from shock. The two newborns in his gut were nothing but mush and bone fragments at this point (the jolt of hearing voices had caused him to involuntarily clench his core, crushing the last bits of life out of Frederik and Hope at that same time it crunched up their skeletons.\n\n\tHe kept his scaly hand clamped over Sarah's face and remained motionless on instinct as the Human male briskly made his way into the nursery. Thomas headed towards the last bassinet without even a look at the predator. The Human's shushing sounds as he picked up Zachary seemed about as effective as Riktor's own attempts at making soothing noises, and rocking the kitten was apparently just as useless. With a sigh, Thomas turned towards the intruder and spoke loudly over the crying. ``You may as well finish up. There's no way we are getting the boy back to sleep at this point, and if any of the mothers wake up there's going to be even more trouble.''\n\n\tRiktor was shocked at first, but then a slow smile spread across snout. He was going to get away with it after all! He started slowly fucking his ass-food in and out of his hole as he watched the adult Human un-swaddle the newborn in a professional manner. The Kobold had just started to finally reply to the now approaching nurse when he was shocked again; the Human had skipped any preamble and just stuffed the kittens's head into the Kobold's open mouth! Thomas kept a hand on the baby's naked butt and applied a steady pressure to move the finally muffled boy towards his death at a good pace. Still a trained professional despite the absurd situation, he avoided glancing down more than once. \n\nThat one glance had been enough to show him that the Kobold was using one hand to stroke a dark green lizard cock, while the other had released the now neck-deep Sarah and was instead massaging his scrotum. What had been clearly-defined outlines of two infants had softened to indistinct (but still moving) bulges in a noisily churning nutsack. Honestly, between the lustful moans of a Kobold with his mouth full of mewling feline and the disgusting squelches as two hours-old boys were being digested into cum, he wasn't sure which was worse.\n\nRiktor had never been fed one Warm-Blood by another before, and was enjoying the experience quite a bit. The last infant's head was starting to stretch out his throat even as he worked his lower-body muscles to both masticate the twins in his sac and continue pulling Sarah into his ass against the force of gravity. The musky tailhole had already covered her mouth as it continued to creep across her face towards those long ears. The taste of it (one of the only things she had or ever would taste) kept her squirming against her killer's prostate the whole way down/up. One flex later and the scaly ring was just below her clenched eyes; another flex and her skull had been encompassed, and then with one final flex for the ears, the leveret was sealed inside and beginning her journey through the bowels.\n\nEven with everything going on, Riktor was still trying to hold off his orgasm until he'd snuffed the whole batch. He determined that the ones in his nuts were just about done (that last hand-squeeze had definitely separated one head from its torso), but he still had to finish getting the other two into his gut so he could melt them down. The predator took over from the nurse and rapidly gulped Zachary down while simultaneously clenching his ass. Unbeknownst to Riktor, Sarah actually passed on when one powerful squeeze punched fragments of her now-broken ribs straight into her itty-bitty jackrabbit heart.\n\nWith the nursery returned to ``peace and quiet'', Thomas was ready to head back to the nurse's station and pretend he'd never heard a thing. But the intruder was the one to raise a clawed digit this time in the ``gimme a minute'' motion. The last of the bulge traveling down the reptile's throat had disappeared past the purple shirt and re-bulged his stomach. The only movement left in the swollen scaly scrotum was the bouncing from the cock above being feverishly masturbated. The nurse wasn't sure why he stayed where he was standing, but he impatiently tapped his foot as the predator jacked his cock with one hand as the other reached under his shirt to rub his now squirming stomach. Poor Zachary, the last living infant in St. Inga's, was subjected to the super-acids at their full potency. The newborn kitten barely lasted 3 minutes of being agonizingly digested before he was reduced to a curled-up, grinning skeleton.\n\nAs soon as Riktor felt the last stomach movements still, his resistance gave way. Blasts of ``baby-batter'' rocketed out of his cock as he experienced an eye-squinting, toe-curling orgasm. When he opened his eyes again, the sight made him let out a hissing chuckle. Kobold cum clung to bassinets, changing tables, cartoon-animal wallpaper... and the grimacing face of the Human nurse. Feeling post-climax boldness, the predator leaned forward and gave a long, slow lick up the young man's face, then made a satisfied noise as he stepped back and swallowed down some of the baby-flavored semen. Still without a word spoken, the intruder fled with his sloshing belly, stopping only to snag his shorts off a shelf as he passed. Thomas let out a frustrated groan as he stripped off his cum-splattered uniform and ineffectually wiped at his face and hair.\n\n-----------------------------------Disposal Ahead-----------------------------------------\n\n\tBy sunrise, Riktor was already miles away from the hospital, go-bag in hand. As nice as it would have been to lay in bed to enjoy his belly and balls, he didn't want to get caught with his pants down. He had made it just a bit into the next county before the babes started raising a fuss in him again around noon. The reptile hustled off the road and into a thicket of trees and bushes, kicking off his shorts as he went. Squatting down, Riktor slowly stroked at his cock and relaxed his sphincter. As amazing as it had felt to have infants fighting against his prostate, there was something just as wickedly satisfying to feel what remained of the hopes and dreams of Warm-Blood parents slide back out (and pleasure his prostate again as they did). There was still plenty of juice in his baby smelters, and he felt another giant orgasm approaching as he pinched off log after log. Digesting four newborns didn't make as much crap as the 11-year-old colt he'd eaten in the town before last, but he was confidant he'd caused more than quadruple the damage to the families.\n\n\tThe kobold let out a long, pleased hiss as the last of the mammalian remains landed in the pile of feces and he started to cum again. This second load of baby-batter was not as powerful as the earlier one, but it still felt great to let the ropes of cum coat the smelly shit. After a moment, a stream of piss followed the cum, and Riktor felt about 30 pounds lighter as he finished and stood. Pulling his shorts back on, the Kobold happily continued his travels toward a mining town two more counties over. He'd heard a rumor that the adults were away for long hours in the mines, and they were in desperate need of a new caretaker for their kids...\n\n",
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The whole county knew St. Inga's Hospital would be shutting down before the year was out. Donations had run dry, and mismanagement had run its finances into the ground. All but the most devoted (or un-hireable) staff had already found positions elsewhere. Even so, it was the only hospital nearby for two small towns, so it wasn't like the work stopped. Alongside the skeleton staff of doctors, nurses, administrators, and custodians, Walter was the only remaining member of the security staff. They could only afford to pay him for the overnight shift so that nobody would come in and steal the equipment they'd need to sell off before closing.
Walter, a former policeman gone fat and lazy, couldn't give a shit about the hospital or its residents. It was a cushy job that he'd landed a decade earlier, and only required him to walk the rounds a couple times a night. And now that was going away; the 61-year-old Grizzly had nothing approaching a retirement fund ready, and there was no way he'd be able to find as sweet a gig anywhere in the area. So, when a drinking buddy had propositioned him with a way to make some easy cash without needing to do more than open a door and look the other way, he'd happily agreed. Sure, it might end up costing him his job for negligence, but it'd be gone in a few months anyway, and he'd have enough money in his pocket to set up somewhere far away.
As requested, he?d given his buddy a heads-up the day several patients had given birth and the maternity ward was more full than usual. He'd received half his payment then, and as he cracked open one of the usually-secured rear doors at the agreed-upon time, a scaly green hand reached around the doorframe and handed him the rest. Walter verified it was all there before making himself scarce and patrolling... anywhere else. As the whistling guard walked away, Riktor stepped inside the hospital and silently closed the door behind him.
The green Kobold stood 5-feet high (tall for his race) and kept himself trim. For most of his neighbors, he was the only Cold-Blood they'd ever met, let alone a Kobold. Riktor had done his best to be a model citizen since drifting into town a year back. Despite initial glares and wariness, soon enough the various mammals' whispered suspicions had quieted. Everyone had heard what a taste Kobolds had for human children, but not a single one had gone missing since Riktor's arrival, and he was always around to give a neighbor a helping hand. He'd need to make himself scarce after his little outing tonight (he'd learned his lessons in avoiding angry mobs in previous towns), but it'd be worth it for the binge he'd been dreaming about for weeks.
Dressed in leather boots, ragged shorts, and a purple hooded shirt, Riktor let his tail swish back and forth in anticipation as he slowly crept down the poorly-lit hallways of the hospital towards the Maternity Ward. Walter had warned him there were still two nurses on duty tonight, but supposedly they cared about their jobs about as much as the crooked guard did. As long as Riktor didn't make too much ruckus, they'd stay at their own station on the other side of St. Inga's. That meant the only others that the kobold would have to avoid would be any new mothers. Fortunately, the middle-aged reptile was well-practiced at moving noiselessly, and it wasn't long before he reached his destination.
Earlier that day it had been the happy fathers observing their babies through the window. Now another happy soul was peering hungrily through the glass window separating him from his prey. Inside the Newborn Nursery, 5 warm-blooded babies slept peacefully in bassinets, while a sixth fussed quietly to himself. Even just a few months earlier, there would have been a nurse watching over them through the night, but with all the staff cuts it was now up to the infants to make it till morning. Tired mothers who complained were simply told ``You get what you pay for.''
Riktor realized he'd been drooling as his face pressed against the window, and apparently from his cock as well. He looked down and noticed a wet spot spread from the growing bulge in his shorts. Even for him, consuming six in a night without getting caught would be a challenge, especially since he was determined to snuff out the whole lot before allowing himself to cum. The Kobold hated Warm-Bloods after a lifetime of discrimination, and could think of no better revenge than melting and smelting their babies.
To the right of the window was a staff door that in better days had blended unobtrusively into the wallpaper. Now the peeling gave it away, and Riktor went in quietly and shut it behind him. He found himself in a small passage containing shelves of baby-care supplies like powders, thermometers, and wipes. The predator decided to slip his shorts off over his tail and legs and then deposited them on a shelf next to some nappies. The cool air felt refreshing on his newly-freed genitals; both cock and scrotum were a darker-scaled green than his normal coloring, and he was already half-chubbed as he opened the door into the nursery itself.
For a moment he stood shadowed in the doorway, taking in the six infants and deciding how he'd end them. He decided he'd start with the fussy fucker, conveniently located in the bassinet closest to the door. As he drew close enough to peer down at the Fox kit, the Kobold attempted to mimic the shushing and cooing noises he'd heard a couple mammalian mothers make at their offspring (Kobold mothers generally just slapped or shook any lizardling noisy enough to annoy her). Inside the bassinet, the swaddled baby boy quieted a bit at the noise before fussing harder as Riktor accidentally added some reptilian hisses to the mix. Hating the idea of being discovered just as he was getting started, the Kobold immediately lifted the child (whose father planned to name Frederik after himself) and crammed the grapefruit-sized head into his yawning snout.
As Riktor carefully shut his jaw around Frederik's tiny neck (it would spoil the fun for the babe to die before reaching his stomach), he ran his tongue all over the kit's face. A quiet *Mmmmmmm* of pleasure escaped him as he sucked all the flavor he could out of the Fox. Fox children always had a divine flavor, and an unspoiled newborn was fucking scrumptious. He used one hand to support the babe's body as the other un-swaddled him, revealing more of the amber-colored fur. Once he was satisfied with the head in his mouth, he pushed the little body forward while taking a powerful gulp. As Frederik's head was drawn into Riktor's throat, the rest of his tiny body, tail tucked beneath, followed it into the elongated snout of the Kobold. The reptile was just able to shut his snout without catching the tiny paws or tail, and continued his tasting. While his tonguing was running over ever bit of the Fox baby's body, his hands began playing with his cock and balls, working himself up to a firm erection.
Once ready to move on to the next infant, Riktor tilted his head back and gave two consecutive swallows. The shoulders and hips provided no problem as they were drawn into the esophagus. One clawed hand traced the path of Frederik as the tiny body bulged out the scaly throat on its way to the Kobold's gut. The bulge passed slowly through his chest as it was massaged further and further down. Feeling the kit slide into his stomach (which expanded just barely noticeably through the loose shirt), he let out a happy sigh as a bit of his hunger was lessened. Kobold stomachs didn't start the production of digestive acids until they detected the presence of something to break down, so it would still be some time before he'd get to enjoy the boy starting to melt. If anything, the Fox seemed less fussy once back in the warm, womb-like chamber. A sadistic grin spread across Riktor's face as he anticipated that false comfort soon being yanked away...
For his second course, the kobold moved down the row of bassinets to Frederik's (former) neighbor. He un-swaddled this Racoon kit ahead of time and discovered it to be a female, based on its tiny slit and lack of scrotum. As he cautiously climbed into the bassinet (pausing as it creaked threateningly at his added weight), he extended one clawed digit to fondle the newborn. The probing at her tiny slit and bum awoke the girl (named Hope by a mother who had struggled to conceive for years and suffered multiple miscarriages), but any noises she would have made were muffled by the scaly anus that plopped down over her scrunched up face.
Riktor let out a happy hiss as he spread his cheeks with one hand and shuffled until his asshole was riding on the infant's muzzle and mouth. The squirming already felt good, but he knew it would only get better once she was rubbing against his prostate. He'd been told by other Warm-Bloods subjected to rimming him that the musk of a Kobold smelled strange and deeply unpleasant to their mammalian senses of smell, giving the predator even more pleasure as he made sure it was all the girl could breathe. He relaxed his sphincter while continuing to grind Hope's face into his crack; while her head was smaller than many of the older children Riktor had stuffed up his bowels, predator and/or prey had usually worked up a sweat by that point to aid him as lube. Still, he'd conquered this problem before. He raised up off the newborn just long enough for her to take in her final breath of fresh air before dribbling a thick stream of spit right down onto her face, some of it getting into her mouth. That done, he immediately slammed his ass back down and pushed out.
Poor Hope's slicked up muzzle immediately popped through the reptile's anus into a foul-smelling canal, followed immediately by the rest of her head. The scaly ring of flesh sealed around her neck tightly as Riktor raised himself into a crouch while pulling the newborn upright. Any onlooker might have been startled into a nervous laugh at the strange sight: a green Kobold male, naked besides a hooded shirt, standing in a bassinet and squatting over the naked and apparently headless body of a female Raccoon kit who seemed to be standing while weakly waving her little paw-hands. The Kobold impatiently forced his way down the baby's shoulders and chest, eager to get her deep enough to pleasure his prostate.
The unfortunately-named Hope let out a muffled mewl of fear as she was thrust up the terrible, tight tunnel, and that (combined with tiny shoulders squirming right against the prostate) caused a small stream of pre-cum to begin flowing from the head of Riktor's dark-green dick. The horny Kobold quickly realized he should have saved this for last as he made small motions to raise and lower his ass while alternately squeezing and relaxing his anal muscles, using the infant Racoon as a larger-than-average dildo. Riktor lowered himself and the girl until he was sitting in the bassinet with his back against its wall and the baby (or at least the bottom half sticking out of his asshole) was laying horizontal. One green claw hooked into Hope's little cunny, only getting an inch or two in before encountering the girl's tiny hymen. An evil look crossed the dimly-lit reptile's face as he realized what he'd encountered. He pulled back a bit before adding a second digit and violently forcing them through the babe's maidenhood. The strength of the push carried the tiny body further into his ass with a *shluck* as the deflowered kit screamed at the pain. He got her all the way in until his hand was pressed against his own hole, leaving just her tiny feet and ringed tail hanging out. He brought the slightly bloody fingers up to his mouth and licked them clean, enjoying the metallic flavor.
He clamped a hand over his mouth as he realized he'd been groaning aloud at the amazing prostate massage he was giving himself. How loud had he been? He wasn't sure, but decided to move onto the next prey before anyone showed up and ended his fun prematurely. He climbed out of the bassinet while flexing to pull the last of Hope into his ass. The flow of pre-cum slowed as he started working reptilian muscles to move her past his prostate and through his intestines on the way to join sleeping Frederik in his belly.
The Kobold offered up a prayer of thanks to Shevor, the Kobold god of feasting, as he realized the two porcupettes in the next row had perfectly identical faces. Twins! He un-swaddled them in quick succession and confirmed that not only were they twin males, but he'd gotten to them quickly enough that their Porcupine quills hadn't finished hardening yet. He immediately decided they were destined the churn into identical masses of Kobold cum in each of his hungry nuts. Those quills would feel amazing dragging down the inside of his shaft while they were still soft and flexible! As he lifted one of the boys out of the bassinet, he felt his slow metabolism finally start kicking into second gear with a burble as acids started to flow into his stomach sac. At the same time, Frederik was awoken by Hope being re-introduced to him and smelling awful. Kobold digestion might start slower than that of mammalian predators, but their stomach acids were twice as powerful. Riktor paused with the first porcupette's tiny toes hovering above his now yawning cockslit as he waited... waited... waited...
There! It was obvious when the painful burning started in on the two Warm-Blood infants in his killer gut; their cries and squirms just barely made it through his stomach walls and now somewhat-tight shirt. A new blob of pre-cum jetted out as a result of the sadistic pleasure the predator took in their agony, wetting the itty-bitty paws of the next victim even as Riktor started slipping them into the warm tube of Kobold-flesh. Riktor had to use all his willpower to bear the dual ecstasy of melting the baby-fur and skin off the bones of two mammals in his gut while a third gave his urethra a pleasurable stretch as two tiny legs and the first of the quills followed the cute pair of paws down his dark-green shaft. The screams coming from the stomach must have been quiet enough not to wake either twin, as the one making his way down Riktor's happy cock didn't wake despite more and more of his undeveloped body and sproingy quills being enveloped in a warm, slick tube.
Riktor was so erect he was able brace his monster against the side of the bassinet and take his hands away once he'd sunk the little guy down a little further. With his hands now free, the kobold was able to lift up the other twin. He stared at it for a moment, deciding how he could get some extra amusement out of the Porcupine brothers. With a smirk, he softly pushed him into his hip-deep brother. Their arms wrapped around each other instinctively in an adorable hug. The twins (Gin, halfway down the cock, and Fernet outside it; their mother was a bit of a lush) were so cute that their predator wanted to snuff out their hours-old lives even more. Riktor started rhythmically contracting his pelvic muscles to tug Gin down, inch by glorious inch with the quills rubbing him just right, while lowering Fernet at the same rate. Fernet's warm body rubbed against the bulge his brother was making in a delicious way.
Pre-cum kept belching up the urethra around the infant-plug with obscene squelches, helping the prey slip down faster. The cock-mouth had crept all the way to Gin's armpits, and Riktor could feel the tyke's tiny toes tickling the entrance to his already gurgling sac. The soon-to-be-churned baby's arms were forced up as he started to slide into his final destination, breaking the comforting hug he'd been sharing with his twin. In unison, the brothers let out piercing wails that must have been audible even outside the hospital. The Kobold was jerked out of his ecstatic stupor into a panic, and he immediately slapped a hand on top of Gin's head and shoved the squalling porcupette all the way into his ballsack, literally fisting his own urethra in the process. He followed that up by flipping Fernet upside-down and forcing the infant in head-first after his brother, all the way to the tiny hips. He didn't even notice he'd broken both of Fernet's arms with the violent grip and movement, just moving his claws to the lad's back paws and using them to force the traumatized babe all the way into his shaft.
He stopped there to take stock of his situation. Frederik and Hope were making only the weakest of squirms in his gut, their undeveloped muscles already giving way to the super-acid eating its way through to their tiny organs and skeletons. Fernet was inching his way down the cock that was beginning to wilt from its owner's fear of discovery; the thick walls of the shaft were muffling his pained sobs for now. Gin was fully outlined through the thin sac walls as he bulged out the right side. His shrieks were more for his twin's distress than his own, and easy to hear above the growing gurgling noise as cum started to churn around him. And the last two newborns, swaddled in their basinets, woke up... and started to cry loudly.
\tNightshift nurses Thomas (25, Human, curly brown hair and a good body) and June (43, Rhino, nice curves and horn) had been quietly discussing their future job prospects when they heard the babies calling out from the Maternity Ward. After years of practice, they could easily tell the difference between normal nighttime cries and something causing multiple babes to cry out at once. Whatever was going on, it was unlikely to settle down on its own, and if the post-partum mothers were disturbed too much there might actually be repercussions. With equal groans at a relaxing shift being interrupted, they rose and hustled down the hospital halls towards the Newborn Nursery.
\tOnce they reached the window glass and peered through, they were both surprised to see a shadowy tailed figure facing away from them inside the barely-lit nursery. They witnessed the figure lift up one of infants and do... something with it as they allowed their eyes to adapt further to the darker maternity ward lighting. June let out a groan as she realized four of the six bassinets were missing their residents and the occupant of a fifth was being hastily shoved feet-first up the tailhole of a pants-less Kobold. A Kobold with the obvious forms of two squirming Porcupine children pulling down his scrotum to knee-height on either side. ``I am not fucking dealing with whatever this is, Tom. I'm going back to drink my coffee and finish my book. It's not like they can afford to fire us anyway.''
\tThomas let out a sigh and scratched at the back of his head. The reptilian baby-burglar had turned, startled at the bass rumbling of Jane's voice. The man could hear a crunching even through the glass window separating the hallway from the nursery and thought the Kobold's shirt suddenly had less of a bulge at stomach-level. The two men stared at each other, one in frustration, the other in shock and fear. ``Zachary'' (a Lynx kitten) was the only baby still in a bassinet, continued to wail. It had to be ``Sarah'' (a Hare leveret) that was sunk to her armpits in the Kobold's ass. A scaly hand covering her whole face at least muffled some of the noise she was making. After running a hand down his youthful face, the tired nurse stepped forward and tapped on the window. He made a ``gimme a minute'' motion with his hands when he was sure the Kobold was paying attention and then started walking towards the connecting doors.
\tRiktor was feeling a strange mix of confusion, apprehension, pleasure, and excitement. Visions of angry mobs bearing pitchforks and torches filled his imagination and caused his lizard brain to urge him to flee. But at the same time there was a pair of twins trapped in his nutsack and they were just starting to feel the prickling of his cum really getting to work on smelting them down. Not to mention there were those two tiny but surprising powerful hare paws thumping his prostate over and over, re-awakening a cock that had deflated from shock. The two newborns in his gut were nothing but mush and bone fragments at this point (the jolt of hearing voices had caused him to involuntarily clench his core, crushing the last bits of life out of Frederik and Hope at that same time it crunched up their skeletons.
\tHe kept his scaly hand clamped over Sarah's face and remained motionless on instinct as the Human male briskly made his way into the nursery. Thomas headed towards the last bassinet without even a look at the predator. The Human's shushing sounds as he picked up Zachary seemed about as effective as Riktor's own attempts at making soothing noises, and rocking the kitten was apparently just as useless. With a sigh, Thomas turned towards the intruder and spoke loudly over the crying. ``You may as well finish up. There's no way we are getting the boy back to sleep at this point, and if any of the mothers wake up there's going to be even more trouble.''
\tRiktor was shocked at first, but then a slow smile spread across snout. He was going to get away with it after all! He started slowly fucking his ass-food in and out of his hole as he watched the adult Human un-swaddle the newborn in a professional manner. The Kobold had just started to finally reply to the now approaching nurse when he was shocked again; the Human had skipped any preamble and just stuffed the kittens's head into the Kobold's open mouth! Thomas kept a hand on the baby's naked butt and applied a steady pressure to move the finally muffled boy towards his death at a good pace. Still a trained professional despite the absurd situation, he avoided glancing down more than once.
That one glance had been enough to show him that the Kobold was using one hand to stroke a dark green lizard cock, while the other had released the now neck-deep Sarah and was instead massaging his scrotum. What had been clearly-defined outlines of two infants had softened to indistinct (but still moving) bulges in a noisily churning nutsack. Honestly, between the lustful moans of a Kobold with his mouth full of mewling feline and the disgusting squelches as two hours-old boys were being digested into cum, he wasn't sure which was worse.
Riktor had never been fed one Warm-Blood by another before, and was enjoying the experience quite a bit. The last infant's head was starting to stretch out his throat even as he worked his lower-body muscles to both masticate the twins in his sac and continue pulling Sarah into his ass against the force of gravity. The musky tailhole had already covered her mouth as it continued to creep across her face towards those long ears. The taste of it (one of the only things she had or ever would taste) kept her squirming against her killer's prostate the whole way down/up. One flex later and the scaly ring was just below her clenched eyes; another flex and her skull had been encompassed, and then with one final flex for the ears, the leveret was sealed inside and beginning her journey through the bowels.
Even with everything going on, Riktor was still trying to hold off his orgasm until he'd snuffed the whole batch. He determined that the ones in his nuts were just about done (that last hand-squeeze had definitely separated one head from its torso), but he still had to finish getting the other two into his gut so he could melt them down. The predator took over from the nurse and rapidly gulped Zachary down while simultaneously clenching his ass. Unbeknownst to Riktor, Sarah actually passed on when one powerful squeeze punched fragments of her now-broken ribs straight into her itty-bitty jackrabbit heart.
With the nursery returned to ``peace and quiet'', Thomas was ready to head back to the nurse's station and pretend he'd never heard a thing. But the intruder was the one to raise a clawed digit this time in the ``gimme a minute'' motion. The last of the bulge traveling down the reptile's throat had disappeared past the purple shirt and re-bulged his stomach. The only movement left in the swollen scaly scrotum was the bouncing from the cock above being feverishly masturbated. The nurse wasn't sure why he stayed where he was standing, but he impatiently tapped his foot as the predator jacked his cock with one hand as the other reached under his shirt to rub his now squirming stomach. Poor Zachary, the last living infant in St. Inga's, was subjected to the super-acids at their full potency. The newborn kitten barely lasted 3 minutes of being agonizingly digested before he was reduced to a curled-up, grinning skeleton.
As soon as Riktor felt the last stomach movements still, his resistance gave way. Blasts of ``baby-batter'' rocketed out of his cock as he experienced an eye-squinting, toe-curling orgasm. When he opened his eyes again, the sight made him let out a hissing chuckle. Kobold cum clung to bassinets, changing tables, cartoon-animal wallpaper... and the grimacing face of the Human nurse. Feeling post-climax boldness, the predator leaned forward and gave a long, slow lick up the young man's face, then made a satisfied noise as he stepped back and swallowed down some of the baby-flavored semen. Still without a word spoken, the intruder fled with his sloshing belly, stopping only to snag his shorts off a shelf as he passed. Thomas let out a frustrated groan as he stripped off his cum-splattered uniform and ineffectually wiped at his face and hair.
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\tBy sunrise, Riktor was already miles away from the hospital, go-bag in hand. As nice as it would have been to lay in bed to enjoy his belly and balls, he didn't want to get caught with his pants down. He had made it just a bit into the next county before the babes started raising a fuss in him again around noon. The reptile hustled off the road and into a thicket of trees and bushes, kicking off his shorts as he went. Squatting down, Riktor slowly stroked at his cock and relaxed his sphincter. As amazing as it had felt to have infants fighting against his prostate, there was something just as wickedly satisfying to feel what remained of the hopes and dreams of Warm-Blood parents slide back out (and pleasure his prostate again as they did). There was still plenty of juice in his baby smelters, and he felt another giant orgasm approaching as he pinched off log after log. Digesting four newborns didn't make as much crap as the 11-year-old colt he'd eaten in the town before last, but he was confidant he'd caused more than quadruple the damage to the families.
\tThe kobold let out a long, pleased hiss as the last of the mammalian remains landed in the pile of feces and he started to cum again. This second load of baby-batter was not as powerful as the earlier one, but it still felt great to let the ropes of cum coat the smelly shit. After a moment, a stream of piss followed the cum, and Riktor felt about 30 pounds lighter as he finished and stood. Pulling his shorts back on, the Kobold happily continued his travels toward a mining town two more counties over. He'd heard a rumor that the adults were away for long hours in the mines, and they were in desperate need of a new caretaker for their kids...
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