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