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A Rigged Game

"Boom! Now cough 'em up!"

Spike doesn't respond. The flashing 'P2 WIN' on the screen taunts her. "You..."

"Huh? Wuzzat? Couldn't hear you over the sound of someone getting owned! "

"You.. fuckin'... CHEATER!" She chucks the controller. The couch goes flying.

"Wh-what? I-i didn't- " The wolf falls butt-first, scooting away from the skunk's distending gut.

"YOU'RE A DIRTY FUCKIN CHEAT! DON'T EVEN HAVE THE BALLS TO FIGHT FAIR!" Spike takes a heavy step forward, rocking the apartment.

"I didn't cheat nothing! B-besides, you promised!" He scoots back more, thudding into the wall.

"*Ohh...* you'll get'cher *stupid* friends back. IN HELL!" The helpless prey inside struggle harder as she seizes the cowering wolf's neck. In one motion, the titanic skunk crams the wolf into her open mouth and gulps hard. The muscles of her throat yank the wolf deeper down. His struggles make almost no impression under Spike's thick neck fat. Again, she swallows violently. The wolf's head squeezes through a sphincter, opening into the awaiting stomach chamber. His friends meet his gaze with a dismayed moan.

The wolf and his companions kick, push and scream with all the force they can muster, but their struggles reach no one. No one but their ravenous captor. The predatory skunk pushes in turn, massaging their well-fed belly as it churns. "Ain't never lost a game of Eat Fighter. No way, no how," They mutter to themself, chuckling.

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