The Lotto of Life
(written in jan 09, a favroite done for a handful of freinds, realized i never posted most of it to other places, just the first segment seems to have been elsewhere, so enjoy it here(might go through it for a edit if i get the time.
The Lotto of LIFE
v1
A story by Talonsaurn for dear friends
Rodent
Jizzal
Lengban
Onxy
The Lotto of Life, When he first heard those words he had laughed, chuckling to himself he figured he'd look into it, find out what it was about.. a few weeks later he was hooked. It wasn't public.. it just seemed to lure those who would be suitable... it was at it's heart a game. A game of predator and prey with the stakes being the players lives. For a entrance fee of one thousand dollars, and they keys to your home you would be given an encounter so thrilling that should you not be satisfied you'd receive double your money back. You would be hunted by a man eater. He had looked over the photo's in the gallery.. showing other contestants... picture after picture of shit... apparently no one had won yet.. and the jackpot for survival was growing
Rodent was clever and decided to take it as a lark, the first thing he did of course was change his locks after he signed up, watched the clock strike midnight and drift off to sleep totally secure in his den. He hadn't woken up until the thick wet tongue of the black feline slid up his body from rump to scalp, a long slow taste. Rodent screamed arched and dove, the very most primal instincts took over and he leaped out a small window...instinctively knowing whatever had a tongue THAT big couldn't follow him. How it got into his home without him hearing didn't matter.. The chase was on...
Rodent had felt the most alive he had in years, the fact that it might be the least alive he'd ever be soon was just making it more exciting. He had never expected the feelings to be so exciting. The coolness of the night was already crystallizing the drool trails over his body. His senses fully alert now, hearing every sound over his heartbeat, taking every smell into the air. He ran, He scurried... he hid... each moment the thrill of fear getting stronger... just like a normal moues being hunted but a cat.. This of course caused him to sigh a little, a cat might be able to eat a rat, but they weren't smart enough to catch something sentient. It was quiet for sure... and big...but would be easy to outlast.. ..
"Meowwwwerrrrrrr" the voice echoed throughout the night like a dopler effect, surrounding him and echoing around his body, sending a chill back into his mind, he whirled around on his feet, searching for the source.. finding nothing.. watching the shadows start to appear everywhere, when the floodlights came on suddenly... illuminating the giant panther a foot behind him..smiling toothily, hunched down, watching him, licking its chops slowly.. it was huge... it was powerful.. it was ready to pounce as it's stomach rumbled... answered by a crack of thunder and the start of a gentle rain...
Rodent's body wouldn't move, he was mesmerized, staring at the green eyes, unable to break the gaze.. and then the lights went off, with a crackle, letting him avert his gaze that one needed moment to bolt. He ran for his life, tail swishing behind him. He winced as he expected to be taken down in moments.. but there was nothing.... no huge mouth clenching on his neck, no being shook till dead... he was.. alive... the rain had started to increase, the splunk sounds of it hitting pavement lodging in his mind while the floodlights sputtered on again.. his eyes caught the imagery of the black feline reflexed in the small puddles out of the corner of his eyes, it was approaching.. slowly.. silently..Rodent's heart raced and he ran again, desperate to find someplace to hide..He ran through the rain, thankful for its clouding of his scent. Running like his normal breathen, the chase was exhilarating, he even smiled, the panther was cunning. The freedom of the chase.
Deep in the back of his mind a few questions seemed to be getting on Rodents mind though, Especially the fact it was to easy. He should have been dead thrice by now.. Three times the panther could have dispatched him quickly, any animal looking for a snack would bite first taste later, and not waist time with theatrics,.. and yet he still lived and breathed, could it be playing with his food? The other big question in his mind. He slowed down to a slow jog as he thought, the town was eerie at night... the smells of the panther were still lingering on his nose, a survival instinct earned from that up close encounter
Rodent's pulse was through the roof, his chest had a bit of an ache.. He tried to put back together the last five minutes of his life while he sat buried at the bottom of a large fancy trashcan at the local mall. Designed for masses of humanity it served as a perfect hidey hole..
The near death experience had started as he was about to relax, he had told himself that he must have given the hunter the slip, the panther hadn't made itself known in nearly a quarter hour afterall... maybe more.. he didn't have watch handy and the idea of staring at a clock that would leave him distracted for a moment seemed suicidal..He had to catch his breath eventually and though under the park bench seemed stylish for a prey, it was stupid, it would take a second or two to get up and run... while from sitting he could take off almost instantly.. He leaped high into the air when the throaty meoweerrrr... Came from under his bench. Logic then took hold and he saw nothing under the bench but a speaker, Panting sounds coming from it.. then a softer meow..... Sadistic.... thats how that part of the game was, just a evil joke that made him run.
He laughed in the cold rain as he stooped over and inspected it more.. Rodent reacted a moment to slow to the WARM rain. Twisting and looking back just as the panthers jaws clamped over his haunches. Wet warmth squeezing his hips and legs, pressure slowly increasing... He screamed shrilly like an animal , back spasming and arms flailing. The huge panthers tongue slid over his crotch, pinned to his flesh by the force of the bite. Rodent yowled again as he was pulled free lifted into the air and shook. Making his spine ache and his dinner threaten to come up from his lips, he tried to curse but it came out almost as a squeak. The rat gods saved him because he slammed his own fingers and forarms into the panthers nose, one hand up each nostril, blocking them off by pure luck.. The gooy sensation of feeling the big panther try to inhale through rat noseplugs make Rodents whole body quiver.. he managed a very soft nearly subvocal word. "Let go boy, good boy" The fact he was able to think human thoughts again was a massive victory. It made the fact that the panther opened his jaw grip a moment to take a breath almost a small one in comparison.
Rodent didn't wait a moment to make his escape, his legs pulled out and he kicked the head hard with both legs, propelling himself backwards from the panther, yanking his arms free in the same motion. Rolling backwards twice he rose and ran without a seconds pause. It wasn't where you were running too.. it was who you were running FROM. His body ached from the bite, and the creepy feeling all over him proved one thing.. He was still alive, winning a real victory from the hunter this time..... He ran blindly.. away till his heart felt like it would give out... and then he scurried into the man sized trashcan, burrowing in deeply, hiding himself as well as he could under the rubbish. He smiled....chattering softly to himself.. He'd wait till morning..that's what he'd do...
That was five minutes ago.. before he heard the panting... it was faint..burrowed in trash almost anything would be... initially he thought it was just another twisted joke, somehow people had put speakers in the trashcans to scare him.... but they couldn't have known he'd use this one... and they'd be a lot louder to scare him from the outside.. .. and the sound certainly didn't seem like it was coming from in here... Rodent's mind danced.. he could get out and run... but... that wouldn't be good, IF the panther was there it was likely a lot more rested than he was...and angry.... He was certainly in a great hiding place, his odor hidden by the refuse. The only thing that got under his skin was the fact he was utterly trapped.. he couldn't run if something came from above... That sorta thought made him doubt staying put.. what eventually caused Rodents decision to stay in place was the fact the can was deep, and was securely anchored to the ground.. the head might not be able to get in far enough to get him.... he twitched in place and held himself.. waiting, small eyes peering up at the full moon through the chilly raindrops.. he pulled the carboard box of a large TV atop or him for a bit of shelter..
Pouncer had been having a lot of fun tonight. The job was really a dream come true for him.. Being able to chase and hunt had always stirred his primal needs. He was supposed to hunt and devour, eat em all up and leave em in a hot steamy pile. While not techincally required he prided himself on style and substance... he understood these folks wanted a thrill and took it upon himself to let them enjoy that for longer than strictly necessary.... A early in the evening stop to say hello to his dinner was just part of the charm. He had but honestly and pleasantly surprised by the tenacity of the rat, at least on the most recent encounter, it actually startled him by attacking right back, that was worth an escape rather than a bisecting bite down...those always got his fur messy, and ruined the wiggling afterthought... Unfortunatly the rat had just ran straight... not paying attention to the fact he had muddy pawprints on the smooth stone..Faint as they were they were easy to track... and the rat had made its hideaway in a trashcan...Pouncer sat down and watched it, almost sad to have the game end... his eyes roving around for a trick.. a dumpster could have the rat leap out the other side as he went in one... and buildings had vents that could make it a fun chase for hours.. but the rodent client decided to choose a very obvious hiding place.. if well hidden. Pouncer groomed himself and panted far louder than he needed.. giving the rat a chance to make a break for it.. counting to himself for each breath he shook his head and patted his stomach.. midnight was long gone, the three AM snack time had arrived... Pouncer silently moved in..
Rodent remained motionless. He closed his eyes, he tried to stop his heart from beating so fast, it might be audible, he held his breath.. the feline was close.. He couldn't help trembling a bit...and then terror took hold.. something had bit his tail.. hard.. and was lifting. He squeeeled and screamed eyes bolting open to see the moon was replaced by the dark panthers snout, his tail firmly held in its maw, hoisting him up slowly, those green eyes staring down at him. He kicked out with both legs, twisting and yanking around in the trash, tossing what he could at the face. "Noo no.. Don't eat me" he yelped, staring up at the panther atop of him, paws securing himself against the trashcan while the head kept moving down, sucking on his tail to move him closer.. He kicked with both legs hard... it worked once, he'd keep this cat offguard..
Pouncer was no newfound kitten as a ratter, and his eyes saw the rodential legs tense,pull back, and kick at him.. . He intercepted them with an open mouth.
Rodent realized a moment late he had made a dumb move.. but it was desperate, and probably anything would be dumb, watching those jaws open up, revealing the ivory teeth to him so ravenously, creating a cozy abyss to send his footpaws in. the glimpse of the wide opened panther maw charmed him for a moment only to be closed again around his hips, squeezing them tightly in the jaws, the teeth around his belly again..letting his legs kick deep inside.. he felt the hot tongue rubbing around his haunches, tasting his flesh, savoring him.. Rodent snarled "Dumb cat.. we did this last time... and rodent prepared to inflict the panther noseplug again "Are you ready PUNK" He chittered angrily.. twisting his back.. then he gulped... the panther wasn't moving its lips up his body, and into his arms range; his fingers couldn't even touch the nose as it was. It was lifting him quickly, pulling back. Dragging him out of his rathole as if his body was a handle. He felt the head twist, shake slightly.. and then catapult him into the air
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Pouncer swung his head with a jerk, a motion designed and perfected by felines long ego to get a meals head down after chasing... chasing, with few exceptions tended to put a hungry set of jaws at the morsels hindquaters afterall. He closed his eyes, avoiding a few scratches from his client, he knew the maneuver too well. Letting go on the upswing Rodent cartweeled in the air, flipping, Pouncer's timing told him just went to bite
Rodent howled as he rolled in the air, head over paws he curled into a ball on reflex, staring out in horror toward the handsome steamlined panther, moonlight reflecting off his wet fur, his fingers and arms stretched out taut, defensively "PLEASE NO!" he shouted to the animal.. it seems to be slow motion as gravity took control of him again, pulling him down toward the outstretched jaws. He winced as his face pressed against the tongue, sliding down slowly,rolling wetly down into the maw, his scream echoing down the upwardly held gullet. His momentum sent the tongue down, pressing a bulge into the underside of Pouncer's jaw from where his form plowed in. the soft velvet smoothness easing his slide till he felt the jaws clamp around his body, sealing his thinking parts in the near blackness. Just the very faint street light from between the smooth healthy teeth and gums, his eyes staring at the rear teeth all to close as they shifted slightly with each slow masticating motion of the maw, adding a soft grinding noise as they struck each other.
Rodent bent his arms down and grabbed desperately at the slick throat fur,clawing desperately to slow what was doubtlessly coming, his back twisted, his legs kicked blindly, but this was it.. his life was hanging by a threat... the low heavy rumbling from deep inside Pouncer gave its verdict. His head suddenly shook left and right hard, as if to snap a smaller meals back ..Saliva sloshed over his face like a slap before the jaws opened again a moment of light and then a upward chug got him kicking, the maw taking him in with almost casual ease.. arms sliding in and down... too much dampness to get a firm grip.. the gullet ahead undulating, beckoning in his drenched body.. the chill down his spine throbbed, panic overcoming rationality. His head pressed over the maws lip, and dangled in the smooth fleshy esophagus.. his head feeling the slimey trachea valve pressed against the back of his neck.
What must have taken mere moments seemed to take ages for Rodent, the big cat made a huge swallow, tongue rearing up round his navel and thrusting him down the deep tight gullet , his body swagged the throat. The slow undulation of the squeeze against his chest caused him to cough up once before he felt himself fully over the edge, just his tail twitching outside the mouth, legs still kicking in a panic, little thinking about that they were kicking deeper in at this point. His ears squeezed to his head, making a slow shlurrping sound as he wiggled his way down, whimpering weakly, the digestive sounds a horrifying mixture of wet and gloppy atop the steady regular sounds of clenching, breathing and thumping, the chamber before him teased with the powerful aroma of an organic rendering plant all to happy to see him
Rodent landed in the low slung belly in a humiliating pile and splash.... Head over heals in a smooth if bumpy stomach, each motion he made caused it to swing. The stomach was foul, hot, fetid smells of many types mixing together with the gritty slime of whatever came before him. he was soon clawing at the walls, but finding them to slick and tough to get a hold in..he butted his head against the walls, kicking out with both legs.. the stomach contracted suddenly, forcing out a belch even the entombed could feel...Rodent's skin began to crawl... his fur tingled, his eye had ended up pressed against the stomach wall... it trembled as the darkness glimmered ever so slightly.. oozing out.. the acids had begun..he trembled in fear and then felt the stomach shift.. left right,left right, an even easy gait... the panther was starting to walk off, letting his passive belly administer the final blow in its own time..... making him into just more nourishment to the winner of the most primitive game...
Pouncer chortled to himself, licking his lips happily, the belch really did cleanse the palate, his first job of the evening, the client wiggling around in his belly was a fun fellow... he'd have to remember to stop by the office and thank the dispatcher. The regal panther trotted off from the rain swept concrete, bounding and playing happily in the puddles and even using a guard rail as a belly rubber a few moments till his occupant went totally still.. .the lotto was wonderful for those who only really cared about a good meal in life, simple pleasures for a simple panther...
_ Not to far Away _
Jizzal had made arrangements, he wanted desperately to get out of his thesis tomorrow, and frankly, getting digested wouldn't be as bad a fate as what was coming tomorrow, and when he calculated the prize money he'd be able to live off it for years if he used it well..
He had been struggling to stay up late at night, believing he'd be hunted down in the wee hours of the morning for sure... but at three thirty AM he was worrying about getting the night wrong. There had been that waiver about sometimes needing a few nights to see all the clients.. He lit a candle in his dark window and looked out over the empty fields near his home. The fact that he had left a light on in his bedroom would be quiet a good trick he figured... give him a head start on an escape. The rain had started to become a downpour thought, and the thunder storms were getting far more deafening... a few leaks dribbled down from his ceiling.. and then moments after the lights went out... a power surge... nothing serious probably....
Jizzal lit another candle and went to the breakers, taking a deep breath as he flipped the switch... and then turned on the hall lights, watching with a satisfied gleam as they buzzed on in moments..., he put town the candle and made his way through the room slowly, doing his best to avoid tripping before he got to each light switch. The skunk started turning on each set of lights as he went through his home... grumbling at the few that had blown bulbs. Having to backtrack to the kitchen for replacements... The wiring in his place made him want to turn Edison workers into a big steamy pile of skunk droppings.. it was a feeling almost every person alive had at some time.
It just figured his own room would have had a blown bulb too.. taking one in his mouth carefully he climbed over his bed to reach the outlet and then he paused, his heart thumped madly, his fingers stretched nearly to the socket before he realized his bed was very wet, smelling a bit of cat, but most obviously hard.. bumpy... the fact that his blankets where shifting some on there own sealed the deal. The first noise went to his very spine . "Raroorraaa" Jizzal was slow to react, feeling a large black furry paw emerge from under his covers to squeeze his middle before he even reacted with a scream.. His mind thinking dirty disgusting thought about this lotto sending a perverted monster who got off on it... it wasn't a totally unpleasant though.... He spat out the lightbulb blindly and stumbled off the side of the bed
Pouncer had made notes on his previous assignment, and figured up that anyone foolish enough to use the lights in the bedroom trick deserved to be snatched by surprise and swallowed down with a nice slurp. The the thunderstorm couldn't have been any more fitting, letting him dry off in the bed and wait for its owners return, letting him play "Big bad wolf" on the little black skunk... The bed was quite warm and cozy and despite himself Pouncer had drifted off... only waking when the skunk had planted one of his knees on a sensitive area of panther anatomy. Pouncer yowled and suddenly got a mouth full of lightbulb... and rolled off the bed in shock, but thankfully having something fleshy break his fall. A quick spit of the light bulb back out and Pouncer was able to focus again.
Jizzal found the air knocked from his lungs on the dark floor, the heavy furry creature was atop him already. He hadn't even had a chance to see what it was. It smelled lie a wet cat, and certainly felt It. He tried to force himself up but the beast was to heavy, sprawled over his back, its stomach grinding between his shoulder, sliding down, the smooth furry underside waggling against his pajama's. HE yelped suddenly as the panthers forpaws wrapped around his neck squeezing him into a hug, holding him there as his tail tickled what could only be a very happy predatory monster... The skunk whipered, tried to bat his tail, feeling the sticky slime starting to ooze already "Noo.. hey, this.. oh.." Jizzal hasn't signed up for THIS.."
Pouncer wasn't one to resist when fate came up and gave him a big sloppy kiss, so when he found himself atop the squirming skunk in such a position he decided to take liberties on his client. Much more to the fact was that he needed to make sure they were still working proper. What he was about to do wasn't encouraged or discouraged by the powers that be, but it was sure fun after that nice little rat snack... Pouncer hugged the skunk fellowtight, squirmed his hanches down, lifted a hind leg and delicately tore himself a hole in the fellows pants. He made a regular trail of slowly rising meows as he settled in, pulling back and then pushing into the tight mephits derrière. His belly jerked a bit.. just on instinct.. he pulled himself back, arched his back and made a deep throaty churrfing sound and hilted himself happily, tail flagging the ground happily, behind him, beating on the side of the bed.. nothing warmed a feline like a bit of pre snack shagging. Pleasure coursed through his body.. Ignition of the Pouncer rocket had begun
Jizzal let out a yelp and tried to pull forward just as he was dragged back and unceremoniously speared. The hot kitty prick spread him in one fluid motion, the texture rubbing up against his prostate, kitty balls swinging and slapping between his legs, grinding against his thighs and bouncing with each tensing motion of his legs. The wet sloppy sounds all over his body seemed to fade to the damp ones plowing him. "Wait" He whimpered "This can't be" He gritting his teeth and closed his eyes 'your not the pred right? Your not are you? Your just a perverted rapist?" Jizzal said, not sure which answer he'd like better..." Look, I can give you..." Jizzal then began to make out with a panther, one with rat on his breath....
Pouncer started to kiss the client, it wasn't that bad a skunk afterall.. and maybe.. "He closed his eyes and muffled a small burp before pressing in again, enjoying the feeling of esctacy flowing through his body, it was approaching, no damage done.. the rocket was primed... he pulled out and thrust in fully.. and blew his wad hard. Feeling the rippling body under neath him arc in surprise... Pouncer had gotten himself to excited by his job, he should have held back, but it was hard to resist... He almost felt sorry for the little guy...
Jizzal let out a slow wet burp, his own dinner having been stirred up by the jostling, staring into the panthers eyes, hanging limply as he felt the hungry eyes stare back.. .he did his best to respond to the kissing, there was nothing to be gained by fighting right now, the pred breath made him shiver slighty.. he patted Pouncers side slightly "Good kitty" he mouthed. Though the words were garbled.... he moaned soflty as his backside was flooded with cream.
Pouncer was perplexed. His loins were A okay no doubt, but something was strange. His meal was limp, and almost enjoying it.. And it wasn't calling him dirty enough names.. really he had expected the testing of his bits and pieces to have garnered a bit more.. struggle.. That being said it was imminently satisfying to rub one out in the skunks insides.. the warmth flowed through his body for a few more moments before he pulled out sloppily and sat down. The skunk was quite a nice guy, least he could do is give him another half hour or so, he could spare it. He sat and waited, watching as Jizzal moaned, got to his hands and knees as he turned around to face the panther in the dark. Barely making him out.. slowly the skunk moved around, as if waiting to be pounced.. Pouncer cocked his head in confusion when the skunk searched for the lightbulb and moments later fixed the light, removing the darkness...and showing the pair had made quiet a mess... then it stared into his eyes.. Pouncer nodded softly, covered his eyes with one paw and turned his head "Meowrra" He said, gesturing toward the window.. He'd eat later..
Jizzal stared at Pouncer and smiled softly.. he was a very handsome panther, regal, well built and rather adorable with a slightly bulged belly. He certiainly wasn't going for the kill either, no neck bite,and now he was letting him go, probably just another headstart... his legs hurt a bit, he couldn't run.. and would bet dollars to droughts he could be tracked by smell. Jizzal leaned forward and took Pouncer's paw, pulling it away from his face and sat before him, smiling up and staring into the green eyes. He leaned forward to nuzzle at Pouncer's face then nodded silently as the confused panther cocked his head. He started to strip himself naked "Its okay." he said soflty, hanging his pajama bottoms on the panthers nose. "You won, you got me." Jizzal leaned forward and kissed Pouncer's belly before returning to a kneel.
Pouncer stared at the skunk for a while, if an attack, the pants on the nose was one of the very least effective, but any attack should be in addition to a runaway... he couldn't possibly think he'd slew the beast... no.. he was just.. not runnin.. "meowwerra."pouncer rumbled, nosing Jizzals chest a moment before shaking off the pants. It was over. Pouncer understood, even if not completely understanding, he leaned over, slowly opened his powerfull jaws and let the wet bite firmly press over the skunks head, He'd take him in nice and easy.
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Jizzal Gasped his fingers clenched his eyes closed for a moment, the sensation of that mouth firmly around his head and shoulders was indescribable. No going back now. He arched his back and moaned, savoring what he could, the pred breath was hardly a turnoff for a skunk afterall and the hot wet tongue slithering around his chest just felt too good, drool dribbled down his smooth fur like raindrops making his haunches shiver as his skunkgood was rained on. The skunk struggled to move his arms, pressing his fingers against the panthers throat to stroke it soflty. He took in a deep breath and nuzzled the inside of the mouth as it came down to engulf him in one long slow bite, letting his head burrow into the gullet feeling it squeeze around him even as his feet were firmly planted. The smooth jaws rocking slightly with each downward chug.. "Kittty" he mumbled where no one could hear him
Pouncer engulfed the skunk in one massive bite. Closing his jaws around the skunks feet, letting the tail hang from his lips while he lifted his head, holding the morsel there, squirming energetcily... more filling than the rat for sure, his cheeks puffed and he slurped down. Purring deeply, feeling Jizzal wiggle all the way down the well practiced gullet. Three long gulps latter jizzal was safely stowed deep down in Pouncer's paunch, sealing the second client away. He shifted himself and turned out the light with his tail before trotting out of Jizzal's room, and out of his home soon after... conscientiously turning out all the lights before he left... it was just common courtesy.
Deep inside Jizzal's body arched, pain pulsed through his body a bit, feeling the slop slosh back and forth over him, goo from Pouncer's last mostly digest meal rubbing against him. Grittyness slimed over him as he struggled to get up, his face resting in a thick gloppy pool, sloping against his fur and yanking it off a bit as he pulled off.. "Oh fuck" he said as he spat some of the gunk form his mouth, feeling the tide of gloppy slime risking with each motion, waving slowly back and forth as his pred walked, flowing over him more and more, leaving thick hot patches over his body, his fingers clawed at the walls, moaning as the stomach sloshed, foul air making him cough.. a few moments later his legs started to kick, feeling the stomach clench, a massive belch resonating deeply. The muscles compacted, squishing him tight, sucking up the air and leaving him to pass into feline flesh for eternity...
_ elsewhere _
Onyx was giggling to himself, the black cheetah had been such a bad boy, but he couldn't resist.. he had stumbled on the lotto a few weeks ago, it was a wonderful show... but of course there was the kicker that you could only go through it once... and what was worse he got the impression that it was very hard to get a good view of the final show.. Pouncer was fast.. Poucner was stealthy, and Pouncer was absolutely flawless.. in the end...tonight he had yet to score a voyers vore view.. but he had been smart enough to think ahead.. he had chatted up this exotic looking tiger, learning his name, Lengban.. his home, and all the other various statistics... he even was tricky enough to pick up the tigers keys and get them copied before he noticed... this all let him sign up the tiger for an experience he'd never forget...
Onyx couldn't resist further stacking the deck in his favor... he had snuck in just after the tiger went to bed....(on a park bench oddly enough) applied a set of handcuffs to his wrists.. and then tethered his ankle to the park bench using the highest grade rope he could find.... anything to keep the show in front of him. He took up a position a dozen or so feet away widen by both shrubbery and a low stone wall, his dark eyes peeing over, watching... he'd just wait.. it couldn't be long. It was a THRILL..
Lengban woke up.. he hadn't sleep so well in ages, and on a park bench no less..the town was great, he had heard it was safe when he got in a few days ago, and no one had harassed him yet.. the smell of the park was soothing, he stretched his hands and screamed loudly. Staring in horror at the handcuffs "What the FUCK" he sat up and stared longer as the slight light of dawn bathed him "What the hell!" he lifted his hands and tried to pull them apart, his wrists hurt, but steel was to strong. He kicked and struggled. He rolled off the bench with a thud, got to his feet and started to run...a dozen feet later his foot pulled the rope taught.. and left him faceplanting in the ground, cursing brutally, He turned around and stared at his ankle...eyes bugging out "Fucking fucking town" he cursed to himself... behind over and trying to reach down and start to untie it.... only to find his hands were gooy.. sweaty, and slimey with something that smelled like fish oil.."This some perverted S_aw_ movie isn't it" He whined to himself and kept trying
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Pouncer hiccuped a few times, but the skunk had settled well,more filling than the rat certainly, even if less feisty. He paused and ran off a list in his head, checking off each client in turn.. now there was a tiger right.. a strange fellow, color, and apparently sleeping on park benches even though he had a home... must be wealthy and eccentric to do that, Pouncer hadn't met to many rich people in this line of work, he wondered if it'd improve the flavors, tigers were rather nice to start with though. Pouncer got quite a stiffy thinking of his rich meal, he must be getting a good rep to be given such a fine prize. He trotted happily full of himself, and soon to be full of others, the park was almost within sight...
Lengban Nearly pissed himself when he saw the giant panther coming out of the dawn's early light, the easy confident gait of a predator, the shadow cat glimmering almost hypnoticall. Lengban stared at the oddly bulged belly, saw it clench up and pull in a bit, then slack.. The tiger shivered and shook his head no. He pulled way, climbing over the bench and pulling away as far as he could " Go away" he mumbled under his breath "I'm not food" He grunted, waving his bound hands in a silly attempt to look more threatening.
He stared into the green eyes and let his mouth gape open, his knees knocked,staring at his prey ladened body while it stepped onto the bench lightly.. a small hopefull thought danced in his mind, maybe it'd do enough damage to free the bound tiggy. His pupils dilated as the monster opened its jaws slowly, letting out a hot steamy breath that flowed all the way over to him, the firm wet smell of his previous meals made Lengban cough. "noooo he gasped.."
Royal Tigers didn't look like much, thats what came through Pouncer's mind as he stalked closer.. showing his very suitable predatory pedigree to his final client of the day. He stepped on the bench, careful to avoid damaging it and made an elaborate bow of his head, smiling toothily and panting... He couldn't really control himself... he was horny, and ravenous... he'd hope the royal tiger would understand.. he was a simple panther deep down afterall. Her wagged his tail, thankful that any complaints wouldn't be heard though, they never were.. and then he pounced.
Lengban screamed trying to twist away as the huge panther lept with great agily, taking one leap from bench to tiger, landing on him with one big front paw. .he lurched forward, feeling the panther press into him, all the momentum flowing through the poor tigers body. He was grounded again, moaning as it felt like a slow motion kick in the pants. The paw curled around his middle and the over energized panther lifted him up, a crude rolling tackle that ended up with Pouncer on his back, Lengban clenched between the two forpaws...and the rope having snapped fully, the black feline shaking him playfully. "Mrpph" Lengban gasped.. his mouth dropped open as he stared at the felines jaws... leaving him trembling.
Pouncer leaned forward and gave the tiger a massive lick from its crotch to his face, The flavor was quite fine, a rather smooth subdued flavor... not nearly as rich as expected but certainly a worhty addition to his pelt.. he savored a second slow slurp only to have Lengban hook the bound paws around his tongue, holding on and wrangling the organ, preventing it from swallowing easy.. Pouncer yowled a bit..
Lengban impressed himself.. he had done something.. he had gotten his hands around the tip of the tounge just as it tasted his body. That being said he yelped, feeling the tongue rear under him, rubbing his skull against the top of the mouth. Drool dribbled from lengs face down his eyes and into his mouth making his spit. Struggling to hold on with all his might "Don't eat me" he whimpered.
Pouncer snarled a bit shaking his head left and right, nearly gagging as he struggled to dislodge the feline... it filled his maw well, sloshing its flavor around wasn't all bad but the taste of metal under his tongue was qute repugnant.he couched and sputtered, then tried to spit the tiger out.. it was stuck.. Pouncer sniffled, his tongue was beginning to hurt...He closed both eyes and stuck his forfingers into his mouth, snagging the tigers tail he pulled the damp feline out..He made a scowl let the tiger swivel and swing like a pendulum, then tossed him right back in, feet first and onto his back. Lets see him use his arms like that now "Pouncer thought"
Lengban stared down at the jaws as he was dangled, almost like a mouse for the great feline, he shivered and dripped and screamed again as he was relowered like a hard wiggling candy. HE arched his back and moaned, staring back over the tongue and into the black gullet,.he kicked his legs up, pressing at the panthers gums , bucking, trying to pry and force the jaws apart, swinging his hands up to grab at the back teeth, but there were no serrations, everything he was flailing the cuffs against was smooth backward curved...the tongue arched like a fat flat serpent, urging him down feet first...a horrified whimper and Lengy was kicking gullet. His whole body bucking "No.. this isn't what it looks like!"
Much better Pouncer thought, eating feet first solved many a problem when the paws couldn't spread out annoyingly.. just letting the tiger slide down with a few nods of his head, a tongue roll or two and soon the tiger was sliding down into his already filled belly Sclurrrpppppp. The smooth tigers knees buckled pressing against the panthers pallet, trying to admirably wedge himself in. Pouncer opened and closed his jaws a few times, soon dislodging the naughty morels plant, feeling the fur press into his gullet proper, the tigers crotch bouncing panthry uvula like a door knocker to the belly room ahead.. Tastysnack....
Lengban squealed, jerking himself left and right, half entombed in black fur already. His eyes shifted left and right, trying to bat Pouncer again but not getting a firm hit, fingers sliding off the damp lips...his eyes trembled as he saw the tubby panther belly sway slightly, revealing the perking endowment "Oh fuck that, you can't be" Lengban moaned, his kicks well muffled by the greedy gullet. His pulse racing, his head jerking, he smelled skunk on it. "Your..." Pouncer's jaws closed, his lips muffled by Pouncer's own, strangling the next words in his mouth. The smooth smiley lips dribbling into his eyes...light slowly vanishing while the jaws closed around him, wet smooth watery sounds echoing in his ears...
Pouncer closed his eyes and slurped, rolling a bit onto his side to let his gullet do its work rather than that cheater gravity.. each swallow pulled his meal down another half a foot, savoring the continued frisky struggles even around the unpleasant flavor for the bindings.. a Royal tiger would have to be accepted as he presented himself.. even with the tasteless accouterments.. he sent a rumbling pure through his meal..The tigers body bulged his gullet, kicking a bit, struggling for a place to hold on, but the inside of the muscular organ was made to be a trap for all those that fell through, and so Lengban went with hardly another swallow to seal him in.. but Pouncer didn't leave out such a fine beat of a symphony of feeding
Lengban landing with a slimy thud in the sloppy confines of the panthers belly, sliding down almost like a waterslide before splashing the goo over his body when he ran out of slide. The darkness squeezed around him, his legs kicked. He whimpered, covering his head with his hands, scratching holplessly at the thick muscular organ, feeling its heat gurgle and jerk him, compacting him lewdly, preparing him for a fate as pantherfat. He bounced soflty, slime sliding over him, entombing him in heat, his own body trembled,waiting.... closing his eyes as he felt it cinch up.. then let out a long low rumbling burp... sending the hot slime over his body again. He closed his eyes and whimpered, paws feeling around, making small bulges.. finding the bones striped clean of the panthers last victim...."No.." he whimpered..
Pouncer was confused.. It was happening far to much tonight. Though the tiger certainly was the client, picture, location, and all the rest fit in perfectly.. he had tracked him here... but why was he chained. A few seconds of thought slid that problem into the same as the skunks, he knew he'd be eaten, but didn't think he'd have the self control. Admirable, if not especially stimulating.. what was harder to place was the scent he couldn't place. The smell of the person who wrote down his name.. it wasn't the tigers.. Pouncer had a good nose, and it smelled like a leaner beast.. a cheetah.... Pouncer licked his lips, tongue roving around his whole mouth.... He had done his quota... all clients \ **burp** satisfied, that left him free for the wanning evening.. and what better way than dinning on some lean cheetah meat.. He lifted his head took a deep inhalation and bounded off.. His belly swaggering..tiger bulge swaying rather alluringly.
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Chapter 4 (VERY MUCH WIP) (Anal Vore)
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Onyx was trying to keep his urges down.. he got everything he could possibly have wanted, watching each glorious gulp of the struggling tiger, watching Pouncers belly struggle on its own then sway from the big felines gait.. He failed.. and unzippered his pants.. some things needed tending too.. Onyx would enjoy the shame... yes he would.. A few moments later a deep throaty sound echoed deep in the back of his skull, a low building meowing sound that rattled around his head ."Oh.. that was so good.. I can almost hear his voice still. His eyes slowly moved up, his paw stoped its buisness "oh" he said
Pouncer stared down at the little black cat, took a deep sniff and sat around him.. planting one forpaw on either side and lurching over. Tail wagging playfully. He wasn't hard to find, and it certainly solved the questions he had before. This smell was the one he missed, and it was happy to see him.. very happy if pouncer's nose wasn't horribly mistaken. He let his jaws open, one large dribble of drool dripped from his lower incisor, hung a moment then landed in the cheetahs eye with a splash. He lifted one for paw and patted his belly.
Onyx screamed.
Pouncer closed his eyes. His ears burned... The cheetahs voice was loud, a mixture of surprise, fear, and embarrassment.. He watched as the feline tried to run.. without pulling up his pants. "Flop" Pouncer cocked his head and swung his tongue, sending a wave of slime over the fallen cheetah even as it tried to get up again." It got to its feet, made it a few steps then stumbled to the ground again, landing hard with a pained grunt. Pouncer took a step, following, watching it get to its feet, turn around to face him.. and cover its crotch with both paws.
"Oh my god" Onxy murmerd, having been unable to get out of his pants and now staring at his lust and his dream predator with mixed feelings. He wanted to watch.. it looked still hungry "Easy there, i'm not a customer you know.. I just enjoyed watching okay?" He gasped as he saw the head move down, closed jaws nuzzling his face..his hands moved up to hug the panther face back. "Good boy.. good boy" Onyx said serperatly, his heart alight, he wasn't eaten.. Pouncer must be full. He clung to the face as it lifted him."Ohh" he murmed.
Pouncer had a cheetah on his nose. He lifted it and shook his head slightly.. He could do a lot with a clinging cheetah, there was plugging his hiney, he hand't done that in far to long, it was lean food aferall, and later should he get peckish a few muscles of the behind and he'd have a snack" Pouncer nodded and smiled at the cheetah with a happy grin, letting his voice rumble. He rolled playfully onto his back, let the cheetah straddle his chest, and admire the smaller feline.
"Oh yes, your a good boy, so very good" onyx said elatedly, smile brimming from ear to ear as he scouched back to rub Pouncer's tummy. He grinned broadly, and hugged tight, a moment later it pulled in, Pouncer sucking in breath.. then with a thunderous messy "Burrappppp" catapulting the stunned cheetah from the stomach, to a spot between Pouncer's legs, rolling over once and landing on his butt, disoriented, slurring his words "Wow.. er.." He then looked up. Shocked.
Pouncer was quick on his feet, it was a feline thing, by the time he had dislodged the cute cheetah, he himself was in a near sitting pose, on all fours with his rump coming down quickly, smoothly aimed at the disoriented feline .his legs splayed, tail up, A quick look between his legs to confirm position and he planted himself down with a soft muffled thump, he could almost hear a scream.. but it musta been his imagination.. the popping sensation of his pucker sent a ripple of pleasure through his whole body
Onyx had his voice silenced in mid scream, his love faded to terror, hearing the pop before he realized what was truly happening, his face crushed tight in a pucker, the darkness all around him just let his other senses get all to sensitive. His nose was on overload, the rank armora pumping through his nasal passages made him shut his eyes and clench his teeth, leaving mainly his fur to feel the smooth grinding motion gyrating around him... of course the parts of him outside flailed blindly, slapping and hitting the panther where ever he could "Wha" he grunted ,but no one heard.. his own ears heard slight echos of the panthers digestive track above him.. mixes with the smooth slimy sounds of his body rubbing against the form fitting tubage.
Pouncer churred happily waggling his bottom.. he scored a good enough hit, but wasn't perfect. He kept having to shift himself, adjusting pressure, clenching and unclenching to drive down on the other feline, even a few rump lifts to get a bit more of a ground shove in deeper. His panting got deeper, feeling the wiggling sensation stirring up so many feelings,just urging more, every soft follicle of feline fur seemed to stroke his most needy areas, he settled down and spread his legs ,leaning back happily and letting a low methodical murring echo around the park.
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Onyx flexed his toes, clenching then and unclenching them ,trying to get motion with his legs and knees but they were tightly crushed together, his lungs burned from lack of air, his sensations were slowly shutting off.. and yet it seemed like forever, ever moment, squeeed on all sides in tight tingly dryness, feeling ever muscle twitch. The smooth stanky nature making him tear, whimpering through clenched teeth to an uncaring rectum above. His lanky body trembled, sweat dribbling from his body as he felt a strange.. unwholesome sensation..... right before his feet were pulled through... He struggled kneeing elbowing, headbutting the smooth walls, desperate to avoid a icky fate... the musky air making him woozy,
Pouncer's kitty hood pressed the ground as he sat, pinned by his belly, the sensation up his but was to sweet and sensual for mere words, a soft deep flow through his whole body. He closed his eyes and felt the cheetahs struggles slowly getting weaker, the body getting muffled and absorbed totally into his hiney a bit at a time. His tail wagged happily as he opened his eyes to the rising sun, a long slow howl started in the very deepest of his belly and resonated up, vibrating his whole form to end with a powerful shout to the world at large.. Pouncer was done for the evening... mission accomplished.