The toony racoon gave a devious smirk as he hugged his gut, the contents slowly becoming soup. Soon the reformed prey would have their faces pressed into all that pudge that gave him. For now, they were just food, further cemented with a rather loud belch by Ronnie. Dylan's bandana and Alex's rune bag flew out, covered in saliva. 'Oops'. Probably should have undressed his food.

Rune pouch belongs to my rl boyfriend  oliverrook

Artwork by the very talented Prince-Of-Shame https://www.furaffinity.net/user/prince-of-shame/

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