Falco grinned and Peppy licked his lips, looking at Fox’s green rump swaying in his pants. Slippy reached out and grabbed Fox’s belt, glaring at the vulpine with a hard look in his eyes. “Good! We’re glad you agree Fox, right guys?” Falco said, looking back and nodding.


Before Fox even had a chance to react, the three quickly surrounded him, grabbing at his clothes. Fox yelped and felt Slippy pull his belt free and Peppy grabbed his rump, pulling his pants down over his ankles. Falco gripped Fox’s vest and yanked it off, raising Fox’s arms while Slippy pulled Fox’s shirt over his head, revealing Fox’s white belly and chest. Falco grasped Fox’s hips and rubbed over his back, pressing his body against Fox while Peppy, with Slippy’s help, raised Fox’s legs one at a time and removed his pants and boots. Fox blushed, not realizing what was really going on, thinking the three were going to worship his body before becoming part of it, Falco licking at his chin while groping his chest, Peppy had been rubbing his tight rump, and Slippy coiled his long tongue around Fox’s leg, slowly rubbing up and down his thighs. “So guys…what do you think?” Falco asked the three molesting Fox.


Peppy chuckled and spanked Fox’s rump. “Mmm…his rump is perfectly plump and tight, very meaty…just like his father’s…it’ll need some tenderizing, though.” Peppy reported, causing Fox’s jaw to drop as he began to realize they weren’t feeding themselves to him…they were going to eat him!


Falco sensed Fox was going to cry out and tied Fox’s muzzle shut with his own red scarf. Slippy grinned and nibbled Fox’s ankle. “His legs are so juicy! They’ll make excellent drumsticks! And his feet! It’ll be such a shame to put those little booties on them! We’re eating good tonight!” Slippy smiled, glancing up at the rump Peppy had taken such a liking to.


Falco looked into Fox’s eyes, seeing them water. He patted Fox on the head and rubbed over Fox’s front. “Well…he’s not as sexy as I am, but he’s going to make a lovely meal. Lots of meat on these bones, and let me tell you, from the amount of tongue baths I had to give this guy, we’re not shaving him like we did with Krystal. The fur’s the best part!” Falco reported, patting Fox’s cheek and kissing his lips.


Fox’s eyes widened as he suddenly heard the truth about Krystal’s sudden disappearance. She hadn’t left the team after Fox wanted her out of danger, or because she found out that he was gay like he had begun to suspect, his team had eaten her, and now they were going to eat him. His former boyfriend looked him right in the eye and winked. “Don’t worry so much, Foxy. It won’t hurt you, we’ll be careful with your tender meat.” Falco teased.


Fox struggled between the three, but Peppy had grabbed some rope from the wall and tied it around Fox’s wrists, the team then lead him upstairs to the large kitchen.