They had watched another Faerie bury something here a few days ago, right before a naked mole rat stumbled upon her. She was a classmate of Sophie's who they had followed when they heard she had collected some particularly rare berries that can be made into several types of cosmetics, her name was Yilla, and the gorgeous little purple haired Faerie had stumbled upon a small group of them, she had mentioned them to a few friends during class. When she was told a few of the other Faeries were talking about stealing them she had snuck out to find a good hiding place. Sophie had grabbed Oesca from her class and the two of them had followed her, just as Yilla had finished burying the berries the mole rat had come out of the grasses, sniffing hungrily at the air. Moments later it was behind her, pushing her forward and pinning her shoulders to the ground as it's cock pushed at her tight ass, grunting and huffing. She had screamed her head off as the two watched the Mole Rat plow her asshole raw for minutes before with a grunt releasing a torrent of disgusting cum into her tight rear. The two of them were afraid to run for help as it might give them away to any other predators so they had sat and watched as the disgusting thing cut off Yilla's cries by forcing it's cum coated cock down her throat, stretching her pretty lips around it's shaft, her blue eye's open wide with terror and disbelief. It had grabbed her ankles and fed them into it's mouth, sucking up her legs, tongue hungrily licking at her skin as it gulped her ass down and it's pulsating cock poured more cum down Yilla's throat. With another gulp her legs slid further in as it pumped it's cock between her lips, sliding her lips down to the base as her throat bulged and the Mole Rats tongue slid across her ass, leaving a trail of saliva across her rump. Sophie and Oesca were terrified as they listened to Yilla's muffled cries as with another gulp her ass slid into it's maw and it's tongue invaded her pussy, pushing in and sliding around as it tasted her sweet folds, teeth scraping her rump. Another gulp later her toned belly slid out of view and her breasts hung down from it's mouth, bouncing up with each thrust from the Mole Rat's cock into her throat. It was practically grinning around her body now, it's ugly face twisted into a leer as with another swallow her mouth pulled free of it's cock with a pop, strings of saliva hanging from her mouth to the head of it's cock and Yilla gasped for air. Then the girl's watched in morbid horror as it's disgusting cock pulsed, then splattered cum across Yilla's face and into her open mouth, filling it with it's salty payload. Then it swallowed again trying to draw in her tit's, which were caught on the edge of it's teeth. Yilla screamed as the Mole Rat swallowed again in annoyance, this time harder, scraping her tit's across it's teeth before being squeezed into it's mouth painfully. Oesca winced as Yilla's wide blue eyes slid blindly across them as she cried one last time, before another gulp from the Naked Mole Rat drew her head up into it's mouth and out of sight, drawing her into the tight confines of it's throat. It slowly fell back onto all fours as Yilla's arms slowly slid out of view, fingers grasping slowly before disappearing. With a belch it had slowly curled up to sleep off it's meal, Sophie and Oesca hid for thirty more minutes, listening to Yilla's muffled screams and the gurgles and grinding from the Mole Rat's stomach, when they were sure it was asleep they snuck away, flying back to the Warrens and planning to come back the next day for the berries. Sure they felt bad for Yilla, but why should the berries go to waste just because Yilla can't use them anymore.
The next day they had snuck out of the Warrens separately to meet up near the meadow, then returned for their search. Upon entering the clearing they noticed a new addition, a pile of dung with shiny strings of purple and a few white protrusions. Doing their best to ignore it the two of them had begun searching, telling jokes to help the time pass. That's when Iglis had shown up, lucky for them he hadn't stuck around Sophie thought. They would never hear the end of it, especially if he found out why they were there, he was such an old timer. Little did the two of them know he had been wrong though, the skunk had never left. And as the two Faeries searched it admired their tight little rumps and sweet little mouths from the grass, it wouldn't end this day wanting for food or sexual release. Not with these two treats hiding, though of course catching both of them wouldn't be easy.
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