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New story time, oh yeah! This one is brought to you from my very good friend Eliot, and is the first piece featuring my all new Skox character, Marsh!

This story does contain vore, but I'm sure that's why you are reading it! =3

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"Why am I even here?"

The rabbit asked himself, holding himself as he slowly looked about the house, which itself looked like it had been abandoned for quite a while. It had all the usual styling one would expect of it; Rotting wood, cobwebs and rats, lack of lighting and the constant sound of creaking and scurrying. It was cold out and inside, and even through his thick jacket he could feel the cold biting at his skin, chilling him.

He really didn't wanna be here...

'Favor for him, my ass, I didn't even have a choice in the matter.'

He wasn't expecting this to turn out well. 'You should never trust a demon', someone once told him, and it was now that he was regretting not following that advice.

His floppy rabbit ears, pink fur that was tipped with bright Indigo, picked up all the sounds in the house, and the more he heard, the more scared he became. He wanted to leave...right now. But despite the fear tugging at him, he knew that he couldn't...he couldn't risk going back to Tommy, knowing that he'd be...disappointed.

He reached into one of the pockets of the thick coat he was wearing, pulling out the knife he had brought with him, and it felt so comfortable, so familiar in his hand. It had saved his life before, taking someone else's, and had forever changed his life. It was an important part of this errand, he was told, to use this exact blade.

And whatever Tommy said was obeyed.

He shook his head, feeling almost...sorry for himself as he had decided to stop playing games. He wanted to get this over and done with.

And get out of this fucking house.

He crossed the room, knowing his goal. He reached out to the first door to him, the one that seemed to call out towards him from its hidden spot in the wall, and, forcing away all hesitation, pulled it open. What greeted him was a long, dark staircase, the walls and roof pitch black, only the stairs and the door at the end of them visible to the rabbit.

Must be the right place.

And then he began his descent.

As he stepped on the first step, he heard the wood creak underneath him, echoing into the vast emptiness. And he took another step...and another. He kept walking downwards, and the staircase seemed to stretch longer and longer, and it felt like hours had passed before he reached the final,creaking step, right in front of the door.

He swallowed hard, staring at it, like he was going to be walking straight into his doom. He knew it was a silly thing, though. He walked into his own demise years ago.

And with that in mind, he reached forward, grabbed the door knob, and threw open the door.

What he saw was a room with deep grey walls made of cold, hard stone, and a floor made of the same, rotting wood the rest of the house was. It was empty, barren, the only thing that stood out in the room was the bright, red pentagram that was on the floor, almost blinding in the otherwise dim and dull room.

He slowly walked to it, hearing a faint, humming sound, almost on the edge of his hearing, almost imagined, but still completely there. Right now, everything seemed like a dream...like he was drawn to it of his own will, but at the same time he couldn't control what he was doing.

He gripped the knife tightly within his hand, raising it, hearing his breathing which was almost deafening, but at the same time it was so silent, so far away. It was someone else breathing in his ear, someone else who was there with him.

He stabbed the blade deep into the wood, right into the center of the circle.

The wound in the wood began to bleed. It began to slither up the blade of the knife, slowly, slowly crawling up to the frightened Eliot, who found that he could not let go of the handle. He felt the blood crawl along his hand, along his arm. And he felt a sharp pain as it dug into his wrist, piercing the skin and mixing in with his blood while he screamed all the while.

******

Conri sighed as he stood at the bar in the club, watching as the people danced and talked and rubbed their bodies up against each other in the hot room,heated by the energy of the people and their bodies. He took another drink nearly emptying the glass, trying to ignore the constant pounding of the bass, the vibrations he could feel that pounded in his whole body. God, how he hated the bass.

He was planning on coming here with a friend, but Marsh had canceled at the last minute...by text message...by the time he got here.

Fucking. Sucked.

He would've left, he SHOULD HAVE left, but he decided not to...he figured that he might be able to have fun with someone around here. Unfortunately, he wasn't entirely too...comfortable here, without Marsh anyways. It was always better to have a familiar face around, and now that he didn't, it left him a bit...uncomfortable.

He took a final drink of the glass of alcohol, tipping it back, back, back until the final drops of it slid down his throat. He put down the glass and, deciding that he just might as well leave, turned to head towards the exit, until a figure just entering caught his eye.

It was a rabbit, pink fur, tight, revealing clothing, slim and lithe body, ears tipped with a bright Indigo, and eyes a very...seductive color of red.

He watched him pause, and begin a slow look around. He looked new, but not lost...like he had a goal in mind. He scanned the crowd, eying everyone, searching for...something. And then his eyes fell upon Conri, and Conri found himself staring right into those beautiful, red eyes...and he saw a smirk come across his face.

He saw him beginning to walk in his direction, swinging his hips, arms and legs moving with confidence and cockiness. And there was that smirk on his face, so teasing, so evil, so...seductive.

And he never took his eyes away from Conri the entire time.

"Why hello there~" He said in an almost musical tone as he neared Conri, watching as he seemed to lick his lips like a predator stalking his prey. He walked until they were only a foot apart, smiling at him as he propped his arm on the bar, elbow on the sleek surface and arm reaching up to rest his head on his hand. "Need any company? You look all alone in this crowded place."

Conri could feel his mouth dry up, his swallows hard...he wasn't normally like that. But there was something...special about this guy. Something that made him stand out...something about those red eyes that made him feel so uncomfortable in a variety of ways....but so interested.

"Yeah...friend canceled on me at the last minute. Just here killing time." He said, pulling his eyes away from the rabbit's just for a second, ordering another drink from the bartender. He waited until the bartender had filled up his glass, something a bit stronger (He'd need it to continue talking to this guy), and had placed the glass in front of him before he turned to look over at the rabbit, who was waiting patiently, same smirk on his face, never falling, never flinching. "What about you?"

"I'm just here to find some company. I've been working hard and now I want someone to help me relax." He said, giving a wink over at the otter. "My name is Eliot."

Conri swallowed hard again, turning and grabbing the glass, tilting it and swallowing it all in one gulp, feeling it burn its way down his throat. Fucking hell, this guy was cute...and he was obviously hitting on him. He made him so uncomfortable, but he was obviously inviting him. Should he take him up on it? He wasn't sure...he wanted to, but something in him pulled away...what should he d-...?

He looked back towards the rabbit called Eliot, seeing his hand holding his own against his hip, thumb along the edge of the cloth, easily able to slip in, able to touch...more.

"My name is Conri..." He said as his other hand wandered away from the glass, this one reaching around, grabbing the rabbit's ass, while he leaned forward, pressing his body up against the otter's, kissing him along the neck. Wet, warm kisses that sent a shiver down his spine.

"Why don't we dance?"

Conri gave a small nod as Eliot pulled away, grabbing his hand and leading him to the dance floor...

Everything became such a blur...

He remembered dancing with him on the hot and crowded dance floor, feeling his body rub up against his.

He remembered his arms wrapped around the rabbit's body, kissing him on the neck, hands reaching down to grab his ass, feeling him tense up and gasp in pleasure against him, feeling his erection through his shorts.

He could feel him kissing along his jaw, along his lower chin...

"Pleasure me" "Punish me"

These words, whispered in his ears, he could feel them running through his head, running through his body. Arousal, pleasure, desire. He closed his eyes as he felt the kiss along his lower lip..and he kissed back, pressing his mouth into the rabbit's. He could feel emotions ignite within him, he could feel his already murky mind becoming even more unclear.

"I'm all yours..."

"...Good."

Conri took the rabbit home that night.

He remembered making out with him, stripping him of his clothes. He remembered having him over his lap, spanking him till his cute ass was a bright, bright red. And then he began to fuck him. Hard and long, till he began to scream his name in pleasure.

When he woke up, the rabbit was gone. But he could still hear his voice...speaking to him...ordering him...

'If you want more...then bring me your best friend. Sacrifice what you love to me to prove your love for me.'

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"Where are we going?"

"Just a friend's place. There's someone that I want you to meet."

Conri looked around through the windows of the car, trying to remember the address that had been texted to him before he even woke up. He had never been down this street before, and while it was all new and unfamiliar, he wasn't in the least bit 'lost.' With his obsession for the rabbit guiding him, he knew what he was looking for..and he'd recognize the new place as soon as he saw it.

"I'm sorry I had to cancel last night." The Skox began, though Conri quickly interrupted him.

"It's alright. I had fun and I got to meet someone amazing there."

The silence that filled the car afterwards was uncomfortable to say the least, but Conri just ignored it. He didn't care anyways. All he cared about was the rabbit. The rabbit with the deep red, seductive eyes.

When he spotted a house through the windshield, something bright and white in the distance, he immediately knew this was the place. He could feel it calling to him...there was a pull. It took only another half-minute or two to drive to it, pulling into the driveway, the car engine going dead, and Conri making his way out of the car.

Marsh still seemed unsure, but the young Skox had put all of his trust in his friend, so he got out of the car, even with such uneasiness in his heart.

The house looked like any normal house. Conri began to knock on the door, loud and powerful knocks, as he called out "Hey, you there, Eliot?"

He knocked on the door a bit more, wondering slightly if the Rabbit was gone, though, to his surprise, after another minute or two of knocking, the door slowly swung open, revealing the interior of the house. He looked around, a bit confused by that, especially since the rabbit wasn't in sight, but he stepped inside anyways, waiting for an uneasy-looking Marsh to step in, before he closed the door.

"Eliot?" He called out into the house, doing a quick look around the place.

"Upstairs!" The rabbit responded.

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The rabbit looked at himself in the mirror, admiring his body and the way how it looked within it's revealing, tight clothing. He ran his hand down his sides, down his stomach, along his crotch, just...admiring himself.

When he heard the footsteps coming up the stairs, letting him know of his approaching prey, he smirked, licking his lips at the idea of his first sacrifice.

This was going to be fun.

He heard the door click as it opened, and turned to face the blue otter, smiling at him as he brought his friend with him, a Skox, it seemed. Beautiful, sexy...oh damn, maybe it would've been better to take over his body instead...but...oh well. Rabbits were more fun...and he had a love for pink.

"Hello, Conri." He said, smiling at him in the same way he had the night before, red eyes shifting towards the Skox, who tensed up visibly underneath those red eyes. "I see you brought a friend. What's your name, cutie?" He asked as he slowly crossed the room, walking to the Skox, whose tail flicked about nervously.

"I-I'm Marsh..."

"Hmhm...nice name." He said, walking towards him, gently pushing Conri out of the way as he approached the nervous young man, slowly walking around him, eying his body underneath his femboi clothes...how cute.

"Wh-Who are you?"

"Hmm? My name isn't important...you're not going to be leaving this room alive, anyways."

"...What..?"

The Skox turned around to face the rabbit, eyes wide, only to find the blue otters arms around him, holding him tight while he struggled, yelling loudly as he tried to pull free.

"Conri! What are you doing?! L-Let me go! Please! Conri!"

"Sorry, Marsh! Eliot wanted a sacrifice, and you're the one he wanted!" Conri said, holding the younger, weaker Skox with something almost akin to ease. He struggled as much as he could, but the Otter's grip was hard like steel.

The demon approached the one called Marsh, seeing him struggling, trying to move away, so desperate to, but unable to break free from his friend. He could see his eyes widen, tears forming from fear, and his screams reduced to whimpers.

"You really are a cute one.." He said, placing his hands along the front of the Skox's shorts, licking his lips. "It's a shame...you could've been a toy I would have had a lot of fun with." He unbuttoned the top button, beginning to gently pull down the fabric of the shorts, hearing the Skox whimper louder, finding the sounds of fear so...delicious.

He pulled down the shorts down to his ankles, slipping them off of his body, along with his shoes, baring him from the waist down. And as he rose up from the floor, his eyes roamed and judged the naked legs, the groin, his stomach..wonderful.

"Let's get started, shall we?"

Conri quickly threw Marsh onto the bed, the young Skox yelping as he was practically shoved, landing hard and with a small bounce. Before he could even think about resisting, the two were on him, grabbing at him, forcing him down and into submission.

"Conri! Conri, let me go! I-I'm your friend! Don't do this!"

"I'm sorry, Marsh. I'm all Eliot's...and I had already promised you to him as a gift."

"What the hell, Conri?! What are you talking about, you can't do this!!"

The rabbit chuckled as he took his place behind the Skox, Conri's arms holding down the Skox's, bent forward so the Skox's face was pressing right up into his crotch. The demon moved the tail out of the way, revealing the two cheeks. He put his hands on them, pressing down, rubbing them, groping them, squeezing them...and then, after he felt like he had gotten a good enough feel to them, he raised his hand...

He heard Marsh yelp at the first slap, and then the second. And third. His hand continued to rise and fall, spanking the young Skox, abusing the two cheeks. He could see them bounce and redden underneath his palm, and the young Skox yelped and twisted away, trying to get free.

He looked up at Conri to see the same sadistic look on his face...along with a bit of pleasure. It seemed like he was pressing his crotch up against the Skox's face, muffling his screams, forcing him to scream and breath into the sensitive area, arousing the otter. Eliot only smirked as he began to continuously spank the two cheeks, the sound of flesh-against-flesh filling the air quickly, along with muffled screams.

Eliot could've kept this up all day, and as he watched the two cheeks bounce underneath his firm palm, he couldn't help but get excited, enjoying the yelps, the screams, the cries. The sight of the red beginning to show through the fur was very arousing, and the feeling of the heat emanating off the two abused cheeks was such a turn on.

He could feel his erection pressing up against the tight cloth of his shorts, and he longed to pull it out and just screw the Skox right here...but he'd do that soon enough. He paused, just long enough to stroke himself through his shorts, just enough to send small, numbed jolts of pleasure through his cock, tilting his head up and breathing out a shaky moan. He closed his eyes, enjoying the ecstasy of such pleasure, before he went back to the task at hand and returned to spanking the Skox with hard, firm spanks, hearing him cry out and whimper again, his legs kicking, though he could do nothing to stop it.

He kept this up for several minutes, making sure to use a good amount of force behind each spank. He wanted each one to be felt, and each one carried a decent amount of sting, building up within the Skox's cute cheeks as he cried and screamed. Eliot could tell it was really getting to him...the two cheeks were a deep red underneath the deep fur...and when he felt he had his fill, he stopped, letting out a groan as he reached down to stroke himself once more...damn, this feeling of power felt good.

"Enjoying this?" He asked, chuckling as he heard the young Skox give out a cry of protest in response. "It's a shame...you're so adorable, I almost wanna keep you for myself as well." He said, running his hands along his body once more, down towards the front of his shorts. "But...maybe I'll find someone else just as cute." He tilted his head up, letting out a sigh as he unbuttoned his shorts and tugged them down, releasing his erection, which stood up tall and needing.

"I hope you're ready." He said, rubbing the two red cheeks, squeezing them roughly, causing his victim to whimper, to squirm and whine, before he spread the two cheeks, positioning himself. "I'm not going to go easy on you."

He thrust in.

He let out a loud moan, groaning in pleasure while the cute, young victim began to scream from the pain of the hard, dry penetration. The sound of pain didn't stop the Incubus. It only drove him to further deepen the torment. Suffering and sex, the two things that mattered most to the Incubus.

He continued to thrust into the young man, his head tilted back, openly allowing his groans, his moans, his pleasured sounds be released into the air. It was all such ecstasy, he couldn't get enough of it! He wanted to make the Skox scream in pain, he wanted him to really suffer...

When he heard the screams and protests become even more muffled than before, he paused momentarily, blinking as he looked down, seeing that Conri had decided to join in on the fun. Having undone the front of his pants, his erection pulled out, he had shoved it into his friends mouth, forcing him to blow him. What a beautiful sight...even the once-was best-friend was betraying Marsh, raping him as much as he could from his end.

Eliot began to continue his own abuse of the Skox, thrusting into him over and over, both holes being abused, while he pleasured both the Rabbit and Otter. He could feel the Skox's tailhole clench, trying to force him out, trying to keep him from raping him anymore, but it didn't slow Eliot down. He could feel him weakening, and the feeling of his struggles, his whimpers, it all just turned him on so much...

It didn't take long for him to cum into the Skox. It was only a few minutes of dry-humping him before he did. At this point, the Skox was far too tired to put up much of a struggle, far too weak to even try to do anything but cry and pleasure the two. As he finished up, Eliot began to give several long, deep fucks, pushing as deep as he could into him before he felt his muscles tensing, toes clenching, hands gripping the Skox's hips tightly as he began to fill him with his seed.

He could see that Conri was doing the same, grabbing the Skox's head tightly and pulling at it, forcing his cock all the way down his throat while he came into him. He could hear him buck a bit, nearly choking on the length and the cum that was spurting into it. He saw him clench his hands tightly as he was forced to swallow it all or choke, and Eliot pulled out of him, seeing him leaking cum from his tailhole.

"Ah...such fun..."

He let out a groan, stretching his muscles, feeling several bones pop pleasurably.

"Now...time to finish you off, cutie. Nothing personal...you're just an unlucky bitchboi."

He reached down, grabbing Marsh's, feet, lifting them up to his mouth, licking his lips. Marsh was too weak to struggle, and he just lay there, the sounds of him gently sobbing the only thing audible right now. Such tension...the rabbit opened his mouth wide, wide, wide until it was able to stretch over the two footpaws, wrapping his lips around them.

He saw the Skox turn his head to look at what he was doing, his face stained and wet with tears. At the sight, his eyes widened as a new, just-realized fear entered them. And before he could protest, there was a hard swallow, and the footpaws were pulled down into the rabbits throat, his legs beginning to slip in.

He could hear the Skox whimper, looking over at Conri, presumably silently begging for his help, to get him free, to save him. Eliot swallowed again, this time his knees and thighs slipping in quickly, the young Skox letting out a small yelp from the suddenly jolt of the swallow. He could hear him beginning to whimper and sob again.

Eliot wanted to savor this, but he wanted to end this quickly. So he took another, deeper swallow, and this time the Skox's hips were being pulled in, his footpaws reaching the stomach, his body making a bulge in the throat of the rabbit. Eliot was enjoying the feeling of the Skox within him, filling him up, his light squirms and whimpers.

Another swallow and the Skox stomach as sliding in. More than halfway eaten. Eliot could see him reaching forward, beginning to scratch at the bed, finding renewed strength in the knowledge that he was going to die. That he was going to be eaten.

"Please...Conri..."

Eliot could hear him beg, hear his purely DESPERATE desire to live. He was so desperate, but he had no energy left to resist. He wanted his friend to help him, he wanted him to save him...shame Conri belonged to Eliot.

Another swallow, this time the small Skox was up to his arms. He would be a meal in just another swallow or two, only his head and arms sticking out at this point, outstretched towards Conri.

"Conri, please, please, don't let him eat me, please!"

Eliot paused as he watched Conri slowly crawl across the bed, slowly reaching out. He could see the Skox stretch out his arms even more, in the hopes that Conri would grab him, and pull him out. In hopes that his best friend wouldn't betray himt his final time.

And then Conri's arms went past Marsh's, hands pressing against his head, and, with a small, adorable last whimper from the Skox, pushed his head into the rabbit's mouth. Conri grabbed Marsh's arms, and helped feed them to Eliot, who eagerly swallowed them down, the last bits of Marsh sliding into Eliot's mouth, and, with a final swallow, down his throat and into his stomach.

Marsh had been completely eaten.

Eliot smirked and licked his lips, feeling the cute, small Skox in him struggling, crying. What a tasty little snack he was...he let out a small belch, giggling a bit as he laid on the bed, Conri laying down next to him, pulling him close as they fell asleep to the first of many meals within the rabbit, crying and begging before Marsh fell silent, nothing more than a meal and a soul sacrificed to a demon.