The foxes carefully transported thier succulent, filling bitch meat meal to the leader's table. She marveled at the voluptuous meal before her. She took a fork and poked her boob, causing krystal to twitch. She was barely conscious. "Oh good! She is alive! Excellent work my friends." The plump leader complimented. Krystal managed to barely open her butter-sealed eyes, and look at the vixen. "F-Fo...o...x...." She mumbled. To her suprise, the fat vixen picked up the entire platter, and tilted it toward her mouth. Krystal's face slid into the fox's yawning maw, where she sucked and licked it gleefully, tasting her yummy body. The vixen then tilted the plate further, and swallow krystal's cooked body whole. Expanding and swallowing her fat jaws over krystal's breasts, stomach, butt, knees, then foot-paws, until she was nothing but a lump of meat, curled up in a fat vixen's belly.

Fox never did find out about this, in fact, according to him, he never knew krystal. He only knew one fox he loved.

Fara.

THE END

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