The three bent Fox over until he was on his arms and knees, then lifted up his tail. Each grabbed a spatula and began to spank his rump hard with them, leaving red marks appearing under the fur. Falco had hit him the hardest, right on the cheek he loved to grip so much when making love to the vulpine. Fox began to wonder if Falco really loved him, or if he was just preparing Fox to be turned into a meal in the future. Once the bird had finished, he gave Fox a little kiss on the cheek, as if he had known his thoughts. “As much as I love ya, Foxy…you’re just too tasty. I’ll be getting the most of you. Peppy, what’s next?” He said to Fox before looking up to Peppy.

Peppy grinned and simply said ‘stuff him’. Falco grinned and Peppy walked away. Slippy and Falco went behind Fox and the vulpine could feel Slippy grab his cheeks while Falco started to lick and rub at the tailhole the bird had become so accustomed to filling. Fox couldn’t help but blush, but then felt horrified when Slippy pulled on his cheeks, opening up Fox’s rear. Expecting Falco’s hardened cock, his eyes are bulging when Peppy started to push carrots and bananas into his rump. He was afraid to take a guess as to how many, but he knew they were stretching him open so uncomfortably wide. Peppy stuffed in as much as he could, then patted Fox’s rump. “Just like his father…” he repeated.

With their treat prepared for the oven, they glanced over each other and then to Fox. “Guys, he’s not like Krystal…we’ve known and grown up with Fox. I think we should say some final words to him before we cook him.” Slippy suggested.