Fatal<br /> vore, Feral Pred, Graphic Digestion, and Graphic Disposal.Stop at<br /> the ~~~ line if you don’t want scat.<br /> Fox's Meal<br /> She's found me. I sit<br /> staring paralysed at her face looking down on me. Her bright green<br /> eyes looking down on my frozen form. She looks over her meal before<br /> lowering her wet, black nose to my fur and sniffing hard. She<br /> considers my scent for a moment before poking out her tongue and<br /> dragging it over my body. Her rough tongue pushes over me like a wet<br /> blanket, dampening me and