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Foxy Feasts - Chapter 1 out now.

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When Yuki receives a spiritual gift her life turns upside down. She quickly finds her spirit becoming lighter as her belly and body become heavier. All under the watchful influence of a particularly ravenous fox demon.

Her heavy footfalls send shock waves through the ground as people attempting to flee blocked disappear under each step, their screams of fear instantly cut short. Cars and people alike crushed and mangled in the shallow craters of her footsteps, as the asphalt shatters apart. Looking up, I notice her stomach is already bloated with countless occupants, people who thought hiding in buildings safe, only to find her hands tearing them open to feast on those inside. Even from the distance between us, it's clear she is moving in a methodical pattern, her eyes often darting downward, a quick scan of the people below her before tracking back to her prey.

It's during one of these brief moments where her attention fixates on the street below that she catches sight of me, a smile appears on her face. Her slow, methodical movements disappear as she darts forward, catching me off guard as her hand wraps around my stunned body before gently raising me to her face.

With a delicate movement she scans me, looking for any signs of injury, her expression a mix of concern and uncertainty. Finding no injuries, I find myself close to her lower cheek, her hair moving softly in the gentle breeze. "Tie it around you." Her words are blunt, but in no way in bad temperament. It is not a question, she is not asking if I can, she is demanding I do. I act as quickly as I can, making sure the knot is as tight as possible. Her fingers move over me once more, checking the strength of the bond, wrapping a few more bundles of strands around me, ensuring I don't fall down to the street level and a certain death.

Before I can ask if she's okay with my situation, she begins moving again. Her hands smashing into buildings, determined to devour as many people as she can to make up for the ones that escaped while she was busy dealing with me. From my vantage point I can hear the screams of those she devours as they travel past me and down into the ravening depths of her stomach. She spots something in an apartment, I can't make out what but I feel her breath quicken. The apartments occupants have been too busy in sexual euphoria to notice her, only to quickly stop mid coitus as her tongue enters their bedroom. With a deft flick, her tongue takes the mattress and them along with it. Their screams of utter fear disappearing as she rolls them around her mouth, before a sudden swallow sends them down into the hellish pits of her stomach.

Lowering onto all fours, she moves over the traffic, collecting and devouring vehicles whole. Her throat bulging slightly with each one. Those not lucky enough to die as their cars collapse in on them, await the horrible fate of being melted alive in her powerful stomach. A long, deep, guttural belch echoes from her lips. She excuses herself profusely, though I can tell it's not meant for those on the street, but me still tied to her hair. For whatever reason I touch her cheek and excuse her, I don't believe it's my place to do so, however it has an unexpected effect, she giggles softly. Her fingers gently move over my body as she makes sure I'm still safe, a soft moan escaping her lips.

With that she quickens her pace, devouring the traffic in rapid succession, her ravenous hunger entering overdrive as whatever chains were holding back her gluttony are rent asunder. Untold numbers of screaming, panicked people disappearing in groups down her salivating maw. Their cries of terror fading as they drop past her colossal chest and into the her growing ball gut. The city centre stands no chance as the ravenous rampage continues unabated. Only the size her stomach slowing her down. Occasionally I find her fingers caressing me, ensuring I'm still there.

Her gluttony slows as the city skyline is laid to waste, her engorged stomach ponderously hanging off her now arched back. Every movement she makes eliciting either a soft moan or a deep belch. I reach out to rub her cheek, if she feels it above her own gluttony fueled euphoria I can't be sure.

Lying in the ruins of the city, she gently removed me form her hair, placing me upon her heaving gut, The sounds underneath me a demonic symphony. The screeching of twisting metal, the shattering of glass, the tormented anguish screams of unimaginable numbers of people trapped in the boiling hellscape of her stomach. For every ten laborious breaths she takes, a deep guttural belch is stifled or released as her hands glide across the surface of her belly. One hand approaches me, from my vantage point, I can see her expression, while it is clearly lustful that is not directed at me. As her other hand moves down under her belly towards her lower region.

A bus, still packed with passengers held in place by her thighs becomes a prime target as she deftly lifts it forcing it up into herself, the screams of those inside fading as a deep, visceral growl escapes her throat. The bus engine roars as the driver does what they can to escape, the revving engine of providing even more stimulation to its captor. The windows crack as the intense heat from her vaginal walls close in around the chassis, thick juices running down the sides of the vehicle, seeping in through every crack. A guttural moan transcends into an orgasmic roar as she pushes the bus in deeper.

The screams of those trapped inside fading as the heat overwhelms the, A intense contraction transforms into a violent ejaculation as the trickle of sexual juices becomes a torrent, the windows already weakened give way as those inside are drowned into a hot, viscous liquid. A second more intense contraction deals with those that escape the flood as sound of the bus engine is replaced with a sickening cacophony of twisting metal screeching. The bus crumples as a deep, throaty moan escapes her lips. The remains of the bus released, falling and slamming into the street below.

As her breathing softens from her orgasmic high, her hand moves to find me once more. Satisfied I haven't been launched off her during her sexual release, she cups a hand around me gently. Her finger deftly move me to her lips. Expecting a kiss, my body freezes as instead her tongue glides its way over my body, taking it's time in certain places. She's marking me. I'm hers. She pulls me back and lowers me once again to her colossal chest, one hand keeping me from tumbling off. Looking up from my saliva drenched form, I notice her eyes are fixed on me.

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Avi Sn0w enjoying the cool night air with a rat girl keeping her company in her belly.

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