NOM! (Soft vore)

Tails' voice trembled as he dangled helplessly in Vector's powerful grip, his legs and twin tails swinging wildly in a futile attempt to escape. "Please, Vector, I'm sorry! I didn't mean mph!"

But his **** plea was abruptly cut off as Vector's massive jaws clamped down around his torso, muffling his cries. The crocodile's tongue savored the taste of the fox, sliding over Tails' fur, relishing the fear and desperation that emanated from him. Tails' heart pounded against his ribcage, a rapid drumbeat of terror as he felt himself being pulled deeper into the maw of danger.

Vector's lips slid over Tails' legs, the last bits of resistance fading as his tails swished frantically outside. The world grew dark and stifling around Tails as he was sucked up with a loud, wet SLURP. Vector held him there for a moment, his prey halfway down his throat, savoring the squirms and muffled whimpers that vibrated against his tongue.

Then, with a deep, satisfied growl, Vector tilted his head back and swallowed. GLURK. The sound echoed ominously as Tails was **** down the tight, humid passage of Vector's throat. The little fox could feel the powerful muscles constrict around him, dragging him inexorably into the depths of Vector's belly.

The journey was terrifying and brief; Tails could only squirm and kick as he slid deeper into the crocodile's digestive system. Heat enveloped him, a humid, suffocating warmth that spelled out his doom. His movements slowed, his thoughts a blur of regret and fear as he landed with a wet thud in the hot, dark confines of Vector's stomach.

Vector patted his belly, a grim sense of satisfaction washing over him as he felt the muffled movements of his prey. "Should've stayed in your lane, little buddy," he muttered, his voice a low rumble that resonated through his body.

Inside the stifling, acid-filled belly, Tails' struggles gradually ceased. The digestive juices began their work, slowly breaking down his defenses as the reality of his end set in.

As Vector walked back into the house, leaving the door slightly ajar, the sounds of normalcy resumed—the sizzle of food cooking, the faint music from the living room, and the blissful ignorance of the household to the dark deed that had just transpired under their roof.

Vector licked his lips, tasting the last vestiges of fear and fox fur as he sauntered back into the kitchen. The house was filled with the aroma of cooking, Vanilla busy at the stove. She looked up, her expression a mixture of concern and curiosity.

"Who was at the door, honey? Was that Tails?" she asked, her voice smooth as silk, unaware of the dark deeds just outside.

Vector shook his head, a deceptive calmness in his tone. "Just a nuisance that we won't have to deal with anymore, don't worry, I took care of it." His eyes gleamed with a predatory satisfaction, his stomach starting to churn.

Vanilla nodded, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Okay, well, keep an eye out for Tails, he should be here soon." She turned back to her cooking, oblivious to the truth.

Vector grinned, the corners of his mouth twitching with a darker amusement. He approached Vanilla from behind, inhaling the sweet scent of her neck. His stomach gurgled softly, a sign of its ongoing work digesting the unfortunate fox. Tails' muffled squirms were a subtle soundtrack to the scene, his body slowly succumbing to the powerful digestive juices, fur beginning to dissolve in the acidic environment.

"By the way, I may not be as hungry as I thought I was, so I won't need such a big plate," Vector murmured, his hands wandering over Vanilla's voluptuous form. He cupped her large breasts, feeling the weight of them, then slid a hand down to tease the prominent bulge under her apron.

Vanilla chuckled, a playful spark in her eyes. "Vector~ not now. Tails and Cream could be here any minute~" she protested mildly, though her body leaned back into his touch.

Vector's towel dropped to the floor, forgotten, as his thick cock pressed insistently against her plump ass. He rubbed himself against her, his arousal evident. Biting her neck gently, he slipped her panties down with a deft movement.

"I wouldn't worry about it, babe~," he whispered huskily into her ear. With a firm grasp, he guided his cock to her awaiting pussy, pushing in deeply as she gasped. The warmth of her enveloped him, tight and inviting.

As he began to thrust, the motion of his body made his belly, still processing its meal, press against her back and ass. "I'm always so horny when I'm hungry~," Vector growled, his voice laced with lust and a hint of menace.

Vanilla moaned, her hands bracing against the kitchen counter as Vector took her with a primal intensity. The rhythmic sounds of their bodies slapping together mixed with the subtle squelches from Vector's belly, a macabre symphony of digestion and desire. Each thrust pushed Tails further into oblivion, his existence fading as he was transformed into nothing more than a memory and a meal.

As they continued, lost in their carnal dance, the world outside remained unaware of the dark appetite that had claimed Tails. In this twisted corner of Mobius, lust and hunger reigned supreme, devouring all in their path.

As Vector's hands roamed over Vanilla's body, his movements became more urgent, driven by a carnal hunger that matched the digestive fervor within his belly. The kitchen filled with the sounds of their passionate coupling—Vanilla’s voluptuous ass smacked against Vector’s hips, her flesh jiggling with every hard thrust he delivered. Moans and gasps escaped Vanilla's lips, her voice a heavenly melody that rose above the sizzle of the cooking food.

Inside the oppressive darkness of Vector's stomach, Tails was subjected to a starkly different reality. The muffled echoes of Vanilla’s moans penetrated the muscular walls, a cruel reminder of the world he was leaving behind. The fox's fur continued to peel away under the **** of the digestive acids, his skin sizzling as it disintegrated. Tails' cries of agony were swallowed by the unyielding flesh surrounding him, his struggles weakening as his life **** ebbed away.

As Vector's movements grew more frenzied, the sound of their lovemaking crescendoed. Vanilla’s cries of pleasure peaked just as Vector gave one final, deep thrust, growling loudly in primal triumph. He held himself deep inside Vanilla as he released, his cock pulsing as he blasted a huge load deep into her tight, welcoming cunt. flooding her insides with his thick potent reptile seed, resonating with the final throes of Tails' existence.

Tails' eyes, once bright with intelligence and curiosity, dimmed and dissolved, his vision clouding over permanently as the acids finished their ruthless work. His last conscious thought was a blurred echo of pain and despair, lost amidst the sounds of ecstasy that filled the air.

Vector slowly pulled back from Vanilla, both panting heavily, their bodies slick with sweat and other fluids. Vanilla turned to kiss him deeply, her hands tracing the lines of his muscular back, oblivious to the tragic end that had unfolded within Vector. There was a strange taste in his mouth, but she ignored it in her post orgasmic bliss.

As they separated, Vanilla looked back towards the door, a slight frown marring her otherwise content expression. "I wonder where Tails is... he should have been here by now," she mused, unaware that the answer to her question was digesting in the belly of the beast beside her.

Vector just smiled, a dark, knowing smile. "He must've gotten held up somewhere," he lied smoothly, wrapping an arm around Vanilla to draw her back into his embrace.

The kitchen returned to its peaceful state, the only evidence of the day's events a set of dropped roses and an abandoned box of chocolates at the doorstep—silent witnesses to a fate that would remain a mystery to those left behind.

(bad ending, Tails eaten)