Special Bonus Chapter with me! :p (1st person)

I stood there, licking the last traces of Vector off my lips, the taste of his fear still sweet on my tongue. My belly was full, heavy with his squirming form, his final struggles barely perceptible now as my acids began their work. He was a fighter, that one. But like all the rest, he was just food in the end. I could feel his shape stretching my stomach, his tail curling inside me, his limbs still twitching, his muffled screams vibrating through my soft, thick flesh. God, it felt so good. I rubbed my belly, pressing down just enough to hear him gurgle. Delicious.

My eyes drifted across the room, over the faces of the witnesses who had come to see justice served. They were a mixture of awe, horror, and fascination. But one stood out more than the rest. Vanilla. I watched her the entire time. I could see the way her lips parted, the way her chest heaved, how her thighs pressed together as she watched my belly shift and jiggle, the outline of her ex-lover still faintly visible beneath my fur. I saw every twitch, every gasp, her breath was uneven, her face flushed… her cock throbbing under her dress, trying desperately to hide it from the others. But I knew. I could smell it on her.

She was soaked. She tried to hide it, even as I took my time swallowing Vector, inch by inch, my throat bulging as his body disappeared down my gullet. Her mouth hung open, her beautiful eyes wide, and her ears quivered every time I gulped. By the time I had slurped down his arms and given the final, satisfying GLURK that sealed his fate, she was trembling.

I knew what I wanted. And she didn’t even realize she was next. The room had emptied out, the others filing out in silence, their minds trying to process what they had just witnessed. But Vanilla stayed behind, standing alone, trembling, her face still flushed with that lovely arousal she tried so hard to suppress. Perfect.

I leaned back through the doorway, a sly grin curling on my lips. “Oh, you’re still here, Miss Vanilla~.” My voice was low, hungry. Not the voice of a friend. The voice of a predator. She gasped softly, her eyes wide, looking at me like a deer caught in headlights. I felt my cock throb between my thighs at the sight. She was so deliciously ****.

She stepped closer, gazing at my large naked body, the weight of my massive belly jiggling, my thick, throbbing cock swaying heavily as I breathed. Her eyes were locked on me, her body trembling, and I could smell her arousal. It made my mouth water. I leaned down, towering over her, my lips grazing her long, floppy ears. “I saw the way you watched me,” I whispered, my voice dripping with desire. “You liked it, didn’t you?” I slid my hand over her waist, feeling her tense, feeling her hips quiver under my touch. Her body was soft, delicate, so fragile compared to mine. I could break her in half.

She swallowed hard, her throat bobbing as she tried to speak, but no words came out. Her scent was intoxicating. I couldn’t help but inhale deeply, shivering as her heat filled my senses. I smiled, my fingers sliding down her back, feeling her shudder under my touch. “You don’t have to be shy, Vanilla.” I led her down the hall, away from prying eyes, towards one of the private rooms. Soundproof. Secluded. I could already feel her resistance breaking, her body leaning into mine.

The door clicked shut behind us, and she looked up at me, eyes wide, body trembling. Her chest was heaving, her dress clinging to her curves, her nipples hard and pressing against the thin fabric. And underneath… oh, I could see the bulge of her throbbing cock, her arousal clear as day. I grinned, my own cock twitching with anticipation. She had no idea she was prey. I took a step forward, pressing my body against hers, feeling her smaller, delicate frame trapped beneath me. Her head barely reached my chest, her face buried in my massive, jiggling tits. I felt her gasp, her breath hot against my skin.

She belonged to me now.

“You liked watching, didn’t you?” I purred, grinding my hips against her, letting her feel my thick, heavy cock pressing against her own bulge. “You liked watching me swallow him whole. Hearing him beg. Seeing him melt inside my belly…” I pressed down on my gut, feeling it gurgle from the last of the croc. Vanilla’s breath hitched, her cock twitching, her hips jerking forward instinctively. God, she was so easy.

I grabbed the back of her head, my fingers tangling in her hair and large floppy ears as I pulled her lips to my nipple. She didn’t even resist. She latched on, her warm mouth sucking hungrily as my sweet, thick milk flowed into her. Her body shivered as she swallowed, her eyes rolling back in her head.

“Mmm, that’s a good girl,” I cooed, stroking her back, feeling her tremble under my touch. “I could smell it on you, you know… your heat. Your desire.” I ran my tongue along her ear, nipping at the sensitive flesh, feeling her shudder. “You want me, don’t you?” She whimpered around my nipple, her body pressing closer, her cock throbbing against my thigh. She was soaked. I could tell her pussy was clenching, her body crying out for me.

Her hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer, and I obliged. Lifting her dress, I tossed it aside, revealing her swollen futa cock, hard and dripping. My own desire surged at the sight, and without hesitation, I tore away her panties, exposing her fully to my hungry gaze. I lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around my belly as I aligned my throbbing cock with her eager entrance. And then, with a single thrust, I was inside her, filling her completely, stretching her, claiming her. She screamed, her back arching, her hands digging into my shoulders. She was so tight, so hot, her walls clenching around me.

I growled, pulling out only to slam back in, my donkey cock bulging her belly with every thrust. She cried out, her head falling back, eyes rolling as I fucked her senseless. Her cock twitched, cum spurting between us as she came, her body spasming, her pussy milking my cock. I didn’t stop. I pounded into her, over and over, my belly slapping against her, sloshing with the remains of Vector as I used her. She came again. And again. Until she was a trembling, moaning mess.

Then I came, hard. I grunt, my balls tightening as my shaft swelled and I blasted my thick heavy load inside her. Vanilla's belly bulged and swelled like she were several months pregnant from my seed. I felt her trembling in my hands, her body still quivering with the aftershocks of pleasure. Vanilla was spent, a shaking, moaning mess as she sagged against my chest, her swollen belly full of my hot, potent seed, her cock still twitching, leaking. She looked so ****, so utterly spent. Perfect.

I licked my lips, my tongue trailing over my fangs, savoring the anticipation. The taste of her sweat, her fur. And then… I leaned down, licking the sweat from her trembling neck. “Such a good little bunny,” I whispered, my mouth opening wide. "Now I want a true _taste _of vanilla".

She didn’t even have time to process what was happening. I opened my mouth wide, my jaw unhinging, my tongue curling out to coil around her neck, pulling her closer. I shoved her head into my mouth, my lips stretching around her floppy ears, my tongue curling over her face. She tasted delicious. Sweet. Like vanilla. She screamed, her voice muffled as my tongue coiled around her head, savoring her flavor, her tears salty on my tongue. Her shoulders shook, her hands flailing as she tried to push against my fat lips, but her fingers just slid over my slick saliva, desperately clasping at anything she could reach but to no avail. I could feel her body trembling, her legs kicking, her belly swollen and heavy with my cum, her cock leaking, her pussy dripping, her body still shuddering from the orgasms I had given her.

I moaned, the vibration of my voice echoing around her head, making her writhe as my tongue explored her soft, sensitive body, tasting every curve, every inch. She tasted even better than I imagined. I took my time, savoring her, my tongue swirling over her cheeks, licking at her eyes, lapping at her tears. Her hair tickled the back of my throat as I sucked on her, drawing her in inch by inch, feeling her shoulders pop into my mouth, stretching my lips wider. Her breasts squished against my tongue, soft and full, milk still dripping from her hard, sensitive nipples. I sucked on them, feeling the sweet milk slide down my throat, her muffled moans vibrating against my tongue as I teased her even now.

I gulped, swallowing her head, feeling the thick bulge in my throat, her face pressing against the walls of my esophagus, writhing, squirming, struggling. God, she felt so good going down. Her arms flailed, her hands clawing at my lips as I sucked her in deeper, her chest disappearing past my lips, her nipples grazing my tongue as I slurped her down. Her back arched, her belly bulging against my throat as I stretched around her, feeling her shape press against my skin. I moaned, rubbing my neck, feeling her squirming bulge slide downward, her muffled screams vibrating against my throat.

Her hips were next, her plump ass pressing against my lips as I squeezed her inside, her cock twitching, still leaking, her thighs trembling as she kicked, her legs flailing wildly outside my mouth. I took my time, savoring her, swallowing slowly, letting her feel every inch as she descended into my gullet, her body writhing, squirming, struggling against the inevitable. I could feel her heart racing, her lungs heaving, her desperation vibrating against my tongue, and it made me so hungry for more. Her thighs slid past my lips, her hips popping into my mouth, her pussy dripping, clenching, her cock twitching, spurting one last time as she moaned, her voice muffled by my throat. I gulped, feeling her hips squeeze down my gullet, her belly bulging my throat, her legs kicking, her toes curling as she wriggled deeper.

Her knees buckled, her shins slid in, her feet kicking, toes flexing, twitching as I sucked on her, my tongue wrapping around her ankles, licking every inch. I wanted to savor her, but my stomach was hungry, my belly aching for the meal she was about to become. I tilted my head back, her legs slipping deeper, her toes curling, her feet twitching outside my lips.

And then.... GLURK.

I swallowed hard, feeling her feet slide down my throat, her body bulging all the way down, her shape pressing against my neck, stretching my esophagus, her hands clawing, her legs kicking as she descended, inch by inch, until finally she slid into my stomach, her body curling inside, pressing against my belly, her struggles making my gut sway, her screams muffled as she realized she was trapped. I patted my enormous, jiggling belly, feeling her hands pressing, her legs kicking, her body writhing inside me, squirming, thrashing, begging.

I moaned, rubbing my gut, feeling her squirm, her body pressing against my hands, her screams vibrating inside me. I burped, the sound echoing in the empty room, tasting her sweetness one last time as my stomach gurgled, digestive acids flooding in, ready to break her down, to melt her, to make her mine. "Mmm... she was delicious," I purred, my hands caressing my massive, writhing belly, feeling her kicking, struggling, her body bulging against my skin as she melted slowly inside me. My cock throbbed, dripping as her screams grew weaker, her struggles slowing, her body softening as my stomach began to digest her, breaking her down, absorbing her.

She was mine, completely and utterly mine. And I was full. So deliciously, satisfyingly full.... at least for now~.

*wink*