The new mayor of Zootopia, Ms. Bellwether, had been enjoying a lovely bit of public attention lately after her old boss had not only been fired, but arrested and tossed into jail. The foofy-haired, glasses-wearing little lamb’s blue eyes had glittered with delight as she rapped her hooved paws together, beaming in delight and joy as she saw the mayor get shoved into the back of a squad car after a very, VERY speedy trial. It had helped, of course, that the jury was all “prey’ type animals like her, and she couldn’t stop smiling as she practically skipped her way off to her boss’s old office…

To HER new office. She’d sniffed the chair, taking in a deep breath and grinning to herself. She’d spun around in the rotating chair all over the office, turned his pictures into dart boards, and...of course...had taken off all her clothes and spun around the room in a single black tie, a long white jacket, and all to the tune of “I Like That Old Time Rock ‘n Roll”. What was the point of power if you couldn’t use it?

Yet Ms. Bellwether been somewhat disappointed that the hero of Zootopia, Officer Judy Hopps, had decided not to stay in Zootopia. She kept thinking back to the interview she’d had in her office, with Judy turning in her badge, her gun, her outfit, deciding to head home, saying she had “Broken” Zootopia. She wanted, evidently, to go back to Bunnyborough, and this had been quite a surprise to Ms. Bellwether.

Luckily, the sheep had a plan. She ALWAYS had a plan. Smirking to herself, she’d given the lovely pop diva Gazelle a call, her soft Latin voice drifting across the line as Ms. Bellwether looked over a map that led right to Bunnyborough. “Gazelleeeee, how are you? So nice to hear your voice. I wanted to ask a favor from you.”

“What did you have in mind?” Gazelle inquired, in her trailer, going to go on stage in about half an hour as Ms. Bellwether grinned.

“Well, I want to bring Officer Judy back to Zootopia, and I want it to be a big, damn deal. A real moment of triumph for all of us...myself included, naturally. I’ll be bringing her former partner too, he should be able to help me convince her to return, and, of course, having such a wonderful celebrity like yourself on hand will only serve to increase viewership and ratings” The sheep said nonchalantly.

“Well, it WOULD be quite nice to meet Ms. Judy. It’s a shame she decided to leave. I think she’s an important symbol to the city.” Gazelle remarked, sounding thoughtful. “Okay! I’ll stop by your office after the show, we can work out a time to go to Bunnyborough with my camera crew. You’ll have the finest stage lighting and everything will be caught in high definition.”

Nick, however, proved more difficult to convince. The fox nonchalantly looked up from his newspaper, sitting in a coffee shop and giving Ms. Bellwether a slightly annoyed look. “I really don’t want to talk to you.” He grumbled. “I don’t even know why I agreed to meet you. She ain’t comin’ back.”

“I think she would if you’d talk to her.” Ms. Bellwether said with a little charming smile. “Nick, I’m SURE she didn’t mean to offend you. That’s no doubt one of the reasons she left, she must feel so disappointed with herself! My goodness, “breaking” not only the city, but a dear friendship as well!”

Nick quietly sipped his coffee. “...yeah, well...if she really cared, why hasn’t she called?”

“I know what else might convince you.” Ms. Bellwether offered. “There’s an important principle upon which governing is founded. Something I learned early.”

“What’s that?”

“Money talks.” Ms. Bellwether said, sliding a big, fat, thick envelope across the table as Nick’s eyes bulged out wider than saucers, his mouth going agape as his tail shot up clear into the air.

“...OH MY STARS AND FUCKIN’ GARTERS.” He gasped out, counting the many, MANY bills in the envelope. “Th-this is more than I make in a year!”

“I know.” Ms. Bellwether said with a chuckle, giving him a wink. “So. Will you do it?”

“Well…” Nick pocketed the envelope, rubbing his chin thoughtfully and then nodding across the table at Ms. Bellwether. “Alright. What’s the worst that could happen?”

…

…

…

… “Oh my stars and fucking garters.” Nick muttered.

Clearly, the worst had happened to Bunnyborough. It had not taken them long to realize something terrible had occurred here in this quiet rural community. Fences had been ripped down, giant windmills fallen onto their sides, the fan blades half-embedded in the ground as huge chunk of crops and earth had been upended. The houses that weren’t utterly empty and vacant had the doorways ripped clean off their hinges, their remains lying flat on the ground and eaten by termites, others missing roofs that had been somehow tossed so far and so long that they looked like a giant had rummaged through the home. Windows were broken open, pieces lying on the barren ground below, several barn tops blown clean off and above all…

No sound echoed through the air but the wind. There were no birds chirping softly in the sunlit sky, no buzzing of bees or the chatter of people. The streets were absolutely deserted, an unnartural miasma of intense, gripping, hidden terror sinking into all of their souls and quaking flesh as they slowly walked around, their large tiger cameraman “eeping” as he kept filming everything, Nick making his way towards what he knew was Judy’s home.

“Their barn is shattered, the front door looks like it was broken open…” Nick murmured, Gazelle putting a hand on her chest as Ms. Bellwether glanced about nervously, the cameraman peering down, looking puzzled. Why was this chunk of earth he was on somehow lower than the rest of the ground around him?

And then he really, REALLY examined it, realizing he was now standing within a footprint as he quaked with fear, his green eyes bulging wide. For a tiger, he sure didn’t have any guts...and was a bit too far away from Gazelle, Nick and Ms. Bellwether as they examined Judy’s home. The place was dusty, nobody had lived their for ages, and Nick was looking down at cracked and bent photographs, confused. What had happ-

And then they heard it.

“IT’S YO-AAAAAAAUUGUGHHH! NOOOO! AAAAAAAIIEEEE-”

Horrific, terrified, far-off screams from the cameraman that were being swiftly silenced by disgusting foul, wet sounds of slurping and gulping as they all stiffened up, Ms. Bellweather leaping into Gazelle’s arms as Nick’s eyes narrowed, Gazelle shaking in fear almost as badly as the sheep.

“Santa Maria! What in Heaven’s name was that?!” She whispered, her deep, beautiful brown eyes bulging out wide as Nick peered out the front door, down the street, focusing intensely...seeing, just barely glinting off in the distance under the bright sun…

The camera. It had fallen down, along with a few scraps of the tiger cameraman’s hat.

Racing over to it, Nick lifted the camera up as Gazelle and the mayor shot alongside him, thinking it very unwise to separate. Nick quickly fiddled with the camera, looking it over, frowning a bit. “Okay, I just need to replay the footage, maybe he caught it…”

“Y’all gotta get a move on before it catches YOU!” They heard a distinctly country bumpkin voice harshly whisper, whipping their heads in the direction of a slightly lanky, terrified-looking, starved and ruffled-shirt-wearing fox who’s eyes were bulging out in sheer fear as he slunk out from behind a bush. “C’mon! Y’all better get a move on, don’t want it catching us out in the open!”

“What’s “it”?!” Ms. Bellweather asked in alarm, Nick and Gazelle and her following Gideon the Fox across the empty expanse, towards a far off, lonely-looking, waste of a big, windows-busted open warehouse that had once been some kind of department store in the distance as Gideon helped them inside, and began passing out some water bottles. “What in Heaven’s name is going on?”

“Oh, it was awful!” Gideon moaned, tugging down his face as Nick kept examining the footage, fast-forwarding through it to get to the part he needed. “This awful, huge, hulking beast attacked the town! It was huge! And FAT! So immensely fat, I mean, I can’t even begin to DESCRIBE it’s corpulence!” He confessed. “Like, forget jelly rolls and curves, their booty was like two planets!” He moaned. “And the darn thing was insatiable! Ate up all the food! Ate up all the crops! ATE UP ALL THE PEOPLE! Every man, woman and child in this here county got eaten up!” He admitted, Nick continuing to examine the footage, his eyes getting narrow as he reached the part where the cameraman was snatched up. The camera fell, the focus going out of frame, lid cracking, but...in the reflection of a car not too far-away…

“That’s awful!” Gazelle said, looking mortified and alarm. “Where is this creature?” She asked, as Gideon led them into a huge, dark room, being the last to go in…

“You’re gonna see now. And I’m real, real sorry.”

As he locked the door behind them and sighed, hanging his head as he walked over to the far end of the room, and they all saw a dark, hulking, immensely bulbously fat figure barely visible in the shadows looming over them as Nick stared down at the camera...then at the figure. His voice was barely a whisper.

“Judy.”

And indeed...there she was, in all her fat, corpulent, bulbous, bloated glory. Arms and legs having rolls and rolls of fat hanging off them, ass cheeks thicker and more glutenous than any they’d seen before, almost defying description. Her body was as big as a weather balloon, her eyes piggy and dark and foul, now having a quadruple chin as she laughed evilly, every considerable layer of fat shaking as she chortled in her joy, her big, fat belly shaking like a bowl full of jello.

“Nice job, Gideon!” Judy remarked, patting over her large, flopping breasts as he walked over to her and she patted him over the head as best she could. “Very nice. Gideon’s been finding all kinds of lovely food for me, haven’t you, Gideon?”

Gideon looked down and to the side as the others trembled in alarm. But it was about to get even worse for them as Judy smirked foully...and plucked her boyfriend up off the ground. “But you see, I’ve a hunger for more than just your cock. Frankly, I’ve gotten bored with you. So…”

Gideon’s mouth flew open...though not as hard and fast as HE flew into hers. “Wait-”

Too late. She tasted over him, moaning and murring, eyes closed as she swished him around in her mouth, thick tongue lapping over his helpless body before she tilted her head back and swallowed him down. Before their eyes, he became a bulge moving down from the faintly visible neck to the chest to the belly, his form uselessly squirming within the layers of fat. Judy laughed sadistically, picking up the folds of fat on her body and shaking them about as her stomach already got to work on poor Gideon, right before their eyes.

Gideon moaned and screamed in fear within the hot, wet and slimy confines of the stomach, uselessly flailing around, squirming about, trying to get free! But all to no avail. Even as he squirmed and tried to claw at the walls, a disgusting-smelling thick, powerful liquid began to pour down, seeping over his body. It pooled around him, sizzling at his flesh as he howled and screamed in fear, but none of it was any good...down, down he went into the acidic pool, to add to Judy’s layers of fat as she let out a proud, happy BRAAAAAAAAAAP.

“Mmmmm. Lovely!” She remarked with an evil grin. “But I want so much more!”

“Judy...th-think about this…” Nick tried to stammer out. “Y-You know th-this is wrong…”

Judy foully grinned. Letting out a roar, she barreled at them as if she was a gigantic cannonball with legs being fired at top speed, a huge boulder that was soaring right at them! They all took off running in different directions, screaming in alarm, gasping and yelling...and she bounced around the room like a superball! BOING-BOING-BOING! Nick barely avoided being squashed, diving to his left, Bellwether racing to the corner, but poor Gazelle, unfortunately, got knocked over, flopping onto her side, gasping in pain.

Now having some prey to claim, Judy hobbled over to her, her own slit exposed as she forcibly lifted poor Gazelle straight up into it. Gazelle gasped, squirming and struggling, trying to break free as the walls of the womb began to hungrily guzzle up her legs as easily as Judy had devoured her other prey. Judy smirked in delight, her tongue slightly lolling out of her mouth as her cunt hungrily growled, eager to tuck more of the squirming Gazelle inside.

Gazelle found her hips now sinking into the intense, warm wetness of the womb, gasping and spluttering, trying to pull herself free. Yet even as she placed her paws on both sides of the clit to shove herself out, they slid on IN instead, and she let out a wail of terror. The throbbing, pulsating pussy clenched tightly around her, and with a loud GRRLLLORRR, she was fully sucked into a spacious, slightly wet and warm chamber as the walls throbbed about her. Judy moaned, thick femcum bursting out, flooding around and past poor Gazelle, Nick trying to sneak away out the door…

Alas. This was not to be.

Judy smirked, aiming her rear squarely at him, and launched forward. Her ass slammed firmly into his head as he turned to gasp in shock, the cheeks beginning to slurp him down with loud, wet, slimy SCHLORGGHH-THLORRR noises. The ass cheeks pulsated, hungrily sucking up the poor, squirming Nick the Fox deeper, deeper, down into the intensely hot, and even more intensely THICK anal passage within.

Judy’s ass vibrated around the poor fox, more of Nick sliding deeper and deeper into the rump, the hungry rear yearning to suck ALL of him down. Judy panted and moaned, Nick squirming desperately but futilely to break free. More and more of the poor Fox \sank deeper into the hot, hungry ass as Judy moaned and groaned, rubbing over her big, bloated breasts until, at last, all of Nick was sealed away, sucked up into her fat, flabby behind. Letting out a big, happy BAAALLLOORRRP of a burp, Judy covered her mouth, mockingly laughing…

“Excuse me. Musta been something I ate!”

Bellwether gaped. She stared in sheer shock as Judy launched herself through the air, slamming down right in front of the ground before her as Bellwether was popped up into the air from the sheer force alone, and snatched up. Smirking evilly as Bellwether screamed in terror, Judy popped HER into her open, waiting jaws, and hungrily began to chew. “Mmmmm.” She moaned, savoring the crunchyness of the bones, the rich flavor of delicious sheep meat, it was all so juicy and lovely as the munched-up remnants of Bellwether slid on down her throat and into her waiting gut.

With a big, happy BLORRRRCCHHH of a belch, she rubbed over her even-more-swollen gut, smirking and laughing uproariously as she patted over her big, fat stomach. “Wow, that was wonderful! But I’m still not finished. Not yet satisfied.” She insisted. Smirking down at her pussy, she concentrated, heaving and hoing, Gazelle feeling the walls around her forcibly shoving her out, further, further through the fleshy passage until…

FLORRRPPP! She flopped out onto the ground with a wet thud, moaning in agony as she felt Judy reaching down, forcibly removing her clothes, tossing the shredded pieces to the side as she smirked, and then held poor Gazelle right up to her clit. But this time, rather than shove her all the way in, she forced her in SOMEWHAT, then shoved her back out.

“AAA! S-Stop!” Gazelle cried out, her cries being muffled as she kept getting forcibly slammed and thrust into the pussy of the gigantic bunny predator, used again and again, and helpless to resist. In and out, in and out, used as a living dildo, her body shaking and shuddering as Judy kept thrusting her into her cunny., and foul, wet FRAAAAPs echoed through the air as she kept farting. Worse still, hot, wet femcum splurted out all over poor Gazelle with every thrust, and yet even then that was nothing, NOTHING compared to what happened when Judy finally released, and not merely from the front. Even as a torrent of honey swept over poor Gazelle, positively soaking her bare frame as Judy let out a cry of deep esctasy, Gazelle absolutely covered and soaked to the bone in her juices, an even louder THRRRLAAAAAARRRRPPPP of a fart rang through the air, foul gas barreling out of Judy’s butt in thick waves.

“No more...no more…” Gazelle moaned. “I can’t take being a toy anymore!”

“Oh, you’re not a toy, sweetie.” Judy informed her in a saccharine-sweet tone. “See, girls soaked in juices always taste the best.”

Gazelle barely had time to scream as SHE was tossed into Judy’s mouth, the tongue slapping and licking all over her naked, soaked frame. Judy moaned, savoring how the juices brought out poor Gazelle’s flavor, enjoying every delicious moment of her prey’s useless, petty struggling, the way she was bouncing about on her tongue...so nice. Then, at last, she gave a thick, powerful GLA-GLORP of a gulp, sending poor Judy down, down, down into the waiting gut below, Juddy letting out a fat THRRAAAAAAAP of a fart as poor Gazelle went into the gut.

Smirking in delight, she rubbed over her expanding, growing belly, her body now as big as a weather balloon, hearing Gazelle sinking down into the pool of acids within her gurgling gut. Letting out a happy BRAAAAAP of a belch, she rubbed her paws together, thinking...thinking. All of this had been positively wonderful, and yet...she wanted more. Could she reach Zootopia like this? Could she eat an entire city?

Her belly and her desires had but one answer.

...yes.