The petals of my tail had him before her could react, plump, heavy, and malleable, they compressed about his shoulders and pressed him down and in. His head had vanished into the tight, slick tunnel of synthetic flesh beyond and within moments his fate was evident. Bathed in afterglow and now the bliss of the bulge, I'd have been content to watch, but in many ways the feeling of that bunny boy vanishing inside me was something that felt like it needed to be savored.

He fought of course, I'd expected no less. Afterall, a fierce predator like him would most certainly try to exert his own dominance no matter how fate had fallen, but the combination of muscle relaxants and intense, relentless synthetic massage must have thrown his game off. Squirming legs vanished into the petals which closed with a wet smack as I rolled onto my gut, feeling the heft and warmth of that load he'd pumped into me. I knew my tail was busy softening him up, the poor thing, his struggles weakening and flesh bombarded by my internal motions.

Grinding back and forth I know he'd be soup within moments of hitting my stomach proper, and the press at the base of my tail, that incredible feeling of being split open by your next meal, the transition of synthetic to organic practically pushed me overboard into another orgasm~ Fighting to have kept him down my body dripped in sweat from arousal and need, a fierce hunger in my gut awaiting my bunny meal~ Oh it was going to be a good night <3

Part 3, and another installment of the lovely sketch sequence from  FoxyNoms with his poor Colin being packed and poured away into steaming, eager Nivarli guts. he did such a fantastic job on the pose and proportions, just look at that fat fucking tail~ You know deep down he was kinda into it~

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