After all of the tribulations of his recent hunts, Rocket found the final two a nice change of pace. Simple housepets, one deliciously fat cat and a dumb dog for him to snack on. No super capes to empower them, no cartoonish powers or the need to hide the remains afterwards. Who would even take out a bounty on these two? Rocket didn't ask questions, not when he was getting paid to have dinner.

And what a dinner it was, hardly one that he would brag about but certainly one he would remember. For one the cat was incredibly plump, so fat that Rocket could feel the fat floofing in his jaws when he greedily swallowed and could feel every inch of it melting onto fat on his belly. And the dog was very tasty and almost seemed to see the whole thing as some strange game, until the digestive juices began to seep in that was.

When he was finished the raccoon would pick himself up, and make his way to the house toilet to leave a surprise for the owner when he got back home.

4/5

art by  chubbyjam

Please login to post a comment.