Jeff lay back on the Dewclaw front lawn, naked, sore, but the happiest rabbit alive. He had been inside the wolf’s den and not only gotten out, but also gotten laid. The experience had been so frightening, exciting and unexpected he had to lie back for a minute and think about what had happened. He couldn’t say he had gotten out unscratched, Elanor had scratched his back up and bit his shoulder several times in fits of ecstasy. The old wolf had turned out to be a screamer too, which was the reason Jeff’s hearing was damaged. Other then the scrapes and hearing lose, Jeff was in great shape for someone that had been locked in a room with a wolf all evening.

He had escaped from Elanor with a promise to come back again and again, putting the works to her on a weekly base. As crazy as it sounded, he was going to keep his promise and come back. Elanor was great in the sack and he was pretty sure if he didn’t show she’d hunt him down, eat his family and force feed him his own severed testicles. There was something about the old wolf that screamed sexy and intimidation at the same time. They set up ground rules, never come over when someone was home, never tell anyone about what they were doing and never contact her family ever. Apparently, she was worried what her family would think if they found out Grandma had a sex life. Jeff agreed to all the rules, except he may break the third one eventually. He had tasted wolf sex and liked it. Now, he wanted to try it again, but this time with someone younger and sexier. He had seen a picture of Elanor’s daughter in the tree and he knew underneath her frumpy clothes were a drop-dead body. All it would take his one look at his woman pleaser and she’d be begging for it. There was mention of a husband, but Jeff hadn’t been paying attention. However, he knew he had to be better then him in the sack. He was a rabbit for Pete sake, he was made for humping. He had taken the mother; why not take the daughter for a spin too?

“She’ll be just another notch on the old bedpost,” Jeff said smugly as he stared into Elanor’s window longingly. Even though he wanted Elanor's daughter, he wasn’t done with the old wolf yet. Despite the age difference, Jeff had to have placed his evening with Elanor in the top three best lays of his short, but experienced life. The older woman had skill in the bedroom that the young bunnies couldn’t compare with. Sure, most of the stuff he did was for Elanor’s benefit, but she gave nearly as good as she got. Over the last few hours, Jeff had to have come ten times, all in different positions. There were several things Elanor had done that he had to try again when he sank his clawless fingers into her sexy daughter. What had began as a desperate attempt to save himself had turned into a night of unexpected lust that he was not going to forget soon. After he had ‘eaten’ the wolf, she returned the favor with one of the best blowjobs the rabbit could ever remember. She had used her whole mouth, using her skills to open wide enough to swallow his manhood to the root. He could swear that he could feel her mouth around his cock again, sliding over it completely, covering every inch of it with hot, wet flesh. Jeff sighed, and then looked down, nearly having a heart attack when he saw a pair of black lips making their way up his waist.

“Nooooooooooo!” Jeff couldn’t believe it, he just couldn’t. He gets away scot-free, only to be picked up by another predator, one that didn’t mind eating without talking. His damaged hearing and daydreaming of banging Elanor’s daughter had left him completely open to be eaten. The predator had gotten half of him into it’s mouth and throat without him even noticing. Franticly, the half eaten rabbit squirming, trying to wiggle his way out of the predator’s jaws before it was too late. But it was too late, he could feel it’s tongue slipping onto his firm furry abs before taking them in. He couldn’t wiggle out, the predators throat was tightly wrapped around his legs and rabbithood, which had gone semi-hard as it rubbed against the tender flesh inside the throat. Nearly in tears, Jeff tried to move his head up to see who was eating him. If he was going to die inside someone, he wanted to know whom it was.

“A rabbit?” Jeff murmured as he saw a pair of big furry ears on top of the person working up his waist. For whatever reason, after he called out his devourer as a rabbit, they started moving faster up his body. He could feel them gnashing their teeth as they slurped him up faster. A pair of hands grabbed him tightly be the shoulder and pulled, dragging his chest into the salivating maw. Jeff watched dumbfounded as he was roughly swallowed, wincing every time a tooth jabbed him in the chest. His body pushed deeper into the throat, both legs now rested in the waiting stomach, ready to be filled by the rest of him. Those hands that had shoved him in faster reached up and grabbed him by the ears, provoking a cry of pain from the speechless rabbit. He was up to his neck in the predator’s mouth, only a gulp away from being pulled down to a death by digestion. Before he disappeared forever, someone stepped forward and leaned over to look Jeff in the face. A young wolf with a red hat and a bone necklace stared tiredly down at Jeff.

“You really shouldn’t have called her a rabbit, she hates it,” the wolf informed Jeff as the newly discovered female predator opened her jaws wide and took his whole head in. Jeff felt his skull inside the distorted jaw of whoever was eating him, their hot, foul breath washing over him. He remained still for a second, another creature wrapped around him. then he was pulled down with jerk, sliding down the windpipe to be cruelly stuffed inside an undersized belly. All he could think as he was pulled down was how unfair it was to have go from tapping ass to passing out of one as a big, mushy turd.

“Uuurrrpppp!”

“Nice one Fiona,” Rudy comment as his girlfriend patted her mouth. They had gotten home a few minutes ago from hunting practice to find a naked rabbit lying on the front lawn. The teens had thought it was Christmas when they saw the free meal lying on the lawn, waiting to be eaten. They had determined who was going to eat him with a little game of rock, scissors, and paper. Fiona had won the game and thus the meal, which she was rubbing through her grossly stretched belly right now.

“That was one tasty rabbit. He tasted weird though, probably got laid recently.”

“What makes you say that?” Rudy asked as he walked his girlfriend to his front door. His eyes went to her distended belly, which poked out from under her stretched T-shirt o saw several lumps rise and fall. Whoever it was she ate was a fighter and wasn’t going down laying down, which was ironic considering he had been lazing off when they found him.

“Trust me, a girl knows what a man tastes like after rough, hot sex,” Fiona a little huskily said. The well-fed fox looked at her boyfriend hard for a minute, her eyes twinkling with mischief. She knew the taste of ripe flesh was like an aphrodisiac to her and nothing made her feel hotter then having prey wiggle in her belly. Usually it was Rudy who was the hound dog, always sniffing her and pawing for a little nookie. But you give Fiona a young stud to eat and it was like she was in heat.

Trying to act coyly, Rudy leaned back and lazily tried to convince Fiona to come inside. “You know, my grandmother is probably asleep and mom and Kevin are out with Aby, maybe it would be good if you came in and waited for your meal to digest.”

“And let me guess, we’ll wait for my meal to digest inside your room.” Getting an over eager nod from Rudy, Fiona smiled in amusement at Rudy’s pathetic attempt to be smooth and headed inside with him. She should probably lie down to let her body natural digest the meal, but she knew her and Rudy would be doing anything but remaining still. It was nice to be young, in love and horny in the Domain.