Justice Version 2... bonus chapter

(Desiree Oak is my own personal fursona and character. Do not use without permission!)

The case against Vector was airtight, rock solid. The blood on the towel was confirmed to belong to Tails. A forensic sweep of the house revealed small but damning traces of his blood near the front door, leading up the stairs in a chilling breadcrumb trail that had gone unnoticed at first. In the bathroom, tiny flecks of blood, undetectable to the naked eye, were found and testing positive for Cream's DNA.

The most damning evidence, however, came from within Vector himself. Though no bodies could be recovered, forensic specialists ran tissue analyses on his digestive tract. The results were horrifying. Trace elements of both Tails' and Cream’s DNA were found within the cells of his stomach lining and intestines. Even after weeks had passed, the remnants of his gruesome meals remained. He had eaten them. And now, he would pay for it.

The trial was swift, the evidence overwhelming. Vector was charged with two counts of first-degree **** and multiple counts of obstruction of justice for his deliberate efforts to mislead the investigation in the missing persons' case. The Chaotix, his own team, were **** to testify against him, devastated by the betrayal of their once-trusted friend. Espio sat in stony silence through most of the proceedings, his sharp mind no doubt playing over every moment he had not seen the truth in his own teammate. Charmy openly sobbed when the guilty verdict was read.

Sonic, Knuckles, Amy, and the rest of their circle were all present as well, each carrying their own rage, grief, and horror over what had been done. Tails had been their friend. Cream had been like a little sister to many of them.

And Vanilla… Vanilla had once loved Vector. Had trusted him, had clung to him for support after losing her daughter... never knowing that she was sleeping beside her child’s killer. When the judge delivered the sentence, there was no room for mercy.

Execution by vore!

The atmosphere in the execution chamber was charged with a mix of dread and morbid anticipation. This was no ordinary execution; it was a spectacle, a gruesome testament to the primal justice that had come to be accepted in this extraordinary community. The witnesses, a mix of friends and foes of the condemned, gathered, their expressions a complex tapestry of fascination, horror, and in some cases, a dark thrill.

Vector, the massive green crocodile, stood in the center of the room, stripped of all dignity along with his clothes. His muscular body, usually so imposing, now seemed diminished, **** under the harsh lights of the chamber. His large green cock, once proud and stiff that claimed Vanilla many times, and once a secret time with Rouge... was now shrunken and soft.

In contrast, today's executioner stepped in with all her massive glory. Desiree Oak! (That's me! wink) The massive cow-donkey hybrid entered the room with a presence that was both regal and terrifying. Light blue fur with white accents on her belly and breasts. Her huge tits, size MMM, wobbled with each deliberate step, her giant brown donkey cock throbbing visibly between her thighs 3 feet long, her massive belly jiggling as if hungry for the task ahead and growling. her milky udders wiggling above her 'Oak Tree' shaft. She had deep green eyes and flowing bright red hair. her body obese, fat, thick arms and legs and thighs.

The crowd, which included Sonic, Amy, Knuckles, Espio, Charmy, and Vanilla, watched in stunned silence, their eyes wide as Desiree approached the condemned Vector. Vanilla’s face was a mask of conflicted emotions, her need for **** clashing with the horror of what was about to unfold. Vector was given a chance for last words, but his voice cracked, the bravado and cunning gone, replaced by a visceral fear of the end that awaited him. His pleas were ****, disjointed, begging for mercy that would not come. He looked at Vanilla and muttered "I'm so sorry". but it fell on deaf bunny ears.

Desiree stepped behind him, her massive form towering over the crocodile. She reached down, her large hands enveloping his torso, lifting him effortlessly as if he weighed nothing. She held him high above her head, his legs dangling helplessly as she opened her mouth wide, revealing a cavernous maw ready to consume. Her tongue flopping out with an "Ahhhhhh~" from her hungry lips.

The audience gasped as Desiree began her feeding. She lowered Vector feet-first into her gaping mouth, her lips closing around his thrashing tail. The slurping sounds were grotesque, each gulp echoed in the chamber, a wet, visceral sound that sent shivers through the crowd. Vector’s cries became stifled and ****, as he was drawn deeper into Desiree’s throat, his arms flailing, reaching out to a world that was slipping away. Whimpering pathetically. Desiree savored every moment, her green eyes half-closed in pleasure, enjoying the power, the control, the very act of consuming life. She lived to feed on people.

Slowly, deliberately, she swallowed him, his legs disappearing, wide crock hips, followed by his torso, and finally his head. The last sight was of his hands, grasping for anything to save himself, before they too were sucked into the depths of her throat with a final, powerful gulp. Desiree tilted her head back licking her lips, a look of deep satisfaction crossing her features as she felt Vector sliding down into her stomach.

GULP!

She swallowed, Vector's form slipping down her neck. The bulge in her belly moved and shifted as Vector tried desperately to find any escape, his muffled screams echoing inside her.

The x-ray machines were positioned around her showed the grim spectacle unfolding within her. The audience watched, transfixed, as Vector’s form was slowly broken down by Desiree’s potent digestive acids. His scales melted away, exposing raw, **** flesh. His muscles twitched and spasmed as they too began to dissolve, until at last, even his bones began to give way under the relentless **** of digestion.

Vanilla watched, tears streaming down her face, her body shaking with a cathartic mix of relief, sorrow, and dark satisfaction. Vector was experiencing the very horror he had inflicted on her daughter, being eaten alive, becoming nothing more than a part of the monstrous form of Desiree Oak.

As the process concluded, Desiree stood, her belly slightly less distended now, a soft burp escaping her lips. She patted her stomach gently, a knowing smile on her lips, as if acknowledging the justice she had just administered. "Delicious~"

The room was silent, the witnesses processing the brutal, primal justice they had just been part of. Vanilla felt a hand gently squeeze her shoulder, a silent show of support from her friends, who stood by her in this moment of gruesome retribution.

Desiree, her role complete, bowed slightly to the crowd, her body still naked and exposed, unashamed and powerful in her natural form, her massive cock throbbing with desire from having freshly fed. She exited the chamber, but cast a look back at Vanilla with a grin. she licked her lips once more, and stood aside.

(the end?)