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Cameron stared at the rabbit.
There was little else she could do. The wolf costume had more or less perfected its control over her by now. Cameron could occasionally seize control back, but only for a moment. In fact, the only reason she could look at the rabbit was because the wolf was looking at it, too.
The rabbit sat on the kitchen table, looking docile.
Why had the wolf bought it? The rabbit was certainly cute -- a chubby ball of fluff with a twitchy nose and cotton-ball tail. If Cameron had been interested in owning a pet, she certainly wouldn't have minded this one, though she probably would have tried to find a rabbit that was a bit smaller. Did the wolf think that it could appear more "normal" if it had a pet? Was this part of the masquerade?
The wolf had seemed pretty set on this one when it had marched Cameron into the pet store. But though it had bought the rabbit, it hadn't bought a cage or pet food or any other supplies. So what was it...?
Wait.
WAIT.
She felt the wolf's tongue run across its lips.
No, that couldn't possibly be it! Yes, the thing was a wolf -- or at least a wolf skin -- but it was still Cameron at the core. It couldn't possibly...
The wolf reached forward with both hands, and Cameron felt her fingers wrap around the rabbit's torso, beneath its forepaws. She lifted the heavy animal into the air -- and starting bringing it towards her face. The wolf opened its mouth, forcing Cameron's jaw to open as well.
No. No no no. This was too much. It had to be a joke. The wolf couldn't possibly be planning to do this.
She felt fur touch her tongue.
When the costume creature had first taken over, it had jammed some sort of fleshy tube down Cameron's throat. The tube hadn't dislodged since -- the creature used it to force feed her, regulated her breathing, and control her vocal cords. But Cameron had found that the tube, though strong, was also diaphanous; the thin membrane allowed Cameron to feel the texture and flavor of anything the wolf forced into her mouth.
Which meant she could feel the rabbit's head being pushed between her lips. Cameron could feel it nip and struggle, trying to break free. It tasted furry and incredibly dry, and Cameron convulsed, wanting to gag.
Of course, she couldn't gag. It wouldn't let her.
The wolf pushed on the rabbit's hindquarters. Cameron felt the rabbit's pushed-back ears brush against the top of her palate. The tube shoved her mouth open, wider than it had ever been. For a moment she thought it had broken her jaw, but though it hurt, she still felt intact -- the creature seemed to know what it was doing. Cameron felt the rabbit's head enter her throat.
She released a muffled cry of pain, tears forming in her eyes. She tried to push back with her tongue, to force it out, but of course that was fruitless, especially with her own hands pushing it in deeper. She bit down, hoping to slow the progress, but didn't have any noticeable effect.
All she could do was watch as the wolf forced the rabbit into her gullet.
Cameron's mouth stretched around the rabbit's chubby body. Her throat bulged out as her lips wrapped around its haunches. Then the rabbit's paws were sliding past her teeth. The wolf tilted its head back, and with a ripple against Cameron's neck, it made her swallow.
The rabbit wriggled the whole way down, until it settled as a heavy, solid lump in her belly.
Cameron belched, the sound escaping the wolf's lips. She felt sick. Her stomach turned as she felt the rabbit wriggling in her gut, still trying to escape.
The wolf brought one hand down to pat her -- Cameron's -- belly, which now bulged out slightly. It leaned back against the wall of the kitchen, licking its lips.
It had enjoyed this meal, even if Cameron hadn't. She shuddered with revulsion -- or was the wolf shivering with delight?
"Mmm... it's been far too long," the wolf said, speaking in Cameron's voice. Of course, it was speaking to itself. It didn't talk to Cameron.
"I'll definitely have to do this again soon."
Cameron moaned, but the wolf just smiled, heading towards the bedroom to lay down and relax for a few minutes while it enjoyed the final squirms of its meal.
Cameron stared at the rabbit.
There was little else she could do. The wolf costume had more or less perfected its control over her by now. Cameron could occasionally seize control back, but only for a moment. In fact, the only reason she could look at the rabbit was because the wolf was looking at it, too.
The rabbit sat on the kitchen table, looking docile.
Why had the wolf bought it? The rabbit was certainly cute -- a chubby ball of fluff with a twitchy nose and cotton-ball tail. If Cameron had been interested in owning a pet, she certainly wouldn't have minded this one, though she probably would have tried to find a rabbit that was a bit smaller. Did the wolf think that it could appear more "normal" if it had a pet? Was this part of the masquerade?
The wolf had seemed pretty set on this one when it had marched Cameron into the pet store. But though it had bought the rabbit, it hadn't bought a cage or pet food or any other supplies. So what was it...?
Wait.
WAIT.
She felt the wolf's tongue run across its lips.
No, that couldn't possibly be it! Yes, the thing was a wolf -- or at least a wolf skin -- but it was still Cameron at the core. It couldn't possibly...
The wolf reached forward with both hands, and Cameron felt her fingers wrap around the rabbit's torso, beneath its forepaws. She lifted the heavy animal into the air -- and starting bringing it towards her face. The wolf opened its mouth, forcing Cameron's jaw to open as well.
No. No no no. This was too much. It had to be a joke. The wolf couldn't possibly be planning to do this.
She felt fur touch her tongue.
When the costume creature had first taken over, it had jammed some sort of fleshy tube down Cameron's throat. The tube hadn't dislodged since -- the creature used it to force feed her, regulated her breathing, and control her vocal cords. But Cameron had found that the tube, though strong, was also diaphanous; the thin membrane allowed Cameron to feel the texture and flavor of anything the wolf forced into her mouth.
Which meant she could feel the rabbit's head being pushed between her lips. Cameron could feel it nip and struggle, trying to break free. It tasted furry and incredibly dry, and Cameron convulsed, wanting to gag.
Of course, she couldn't gag. It wouldn't let her.
The wolf pushed on the rabbit's hindquarters. Cameron felt the rabbit's pushed-back ears brush against the top of her palate. The tube shoved her mouth open, wider than it had ever been. For a moment she thought it had broken her jaw, but though it hurt, she still felt intact -- the creature seemed to know what it was doing. Cameron felt the rabbit's head enter her throat.
She released a muffled cry of pain, tears forming in her eyes. She tried to push back with her tongue, to force it out, but of course that was fruitless, especially with her own hands pushing it in deeper. She bit down, hoping to slow the progress, but didn't have any noticeable effect.
All she could do was watch as the wolf forced the rabbit into her gullet.
Cameron's mouth stretched around the rabbit's chubby body. Her throat bulged out as her lips wrapped around its haunches. Then the rabbit's paws were sliding past her teeth. The wolf tilted its head back, and with a ripple against Cameron's neck, it made her swallow.
The rabbit wriggled the whole way down, until it settled as a heavy, solid lump in her belly.
Cameron belched, the sound escaping the wolf's lips. She felt sick. Her stomach turned as she felt the rabbit wriggling in her gut, still trying to escape.
The wolf brought one hand down to pat her -- Cameron's -- belly, which now bulged out slightly. It leaned back against the wall of the kitchen, licking its lips.
It had enjoyed this meal, even if Cameron hadn't. She shuddered with revulsion -- or was the wolf shivering with delight?
"Mmm... it's been far too long," the wolf said, speaking in Cameron's voice. Of course, it was speaking to itself. It didn't talk to Cameron.
"I'll definitely have to do this again soon."
Cameron moaned, but the wolf just smiled, heading towards the bedroom to lay down and relax for a few minutes while it enjoyed the final squirms of its meal.
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Honestly, I have no idea when/if I'm going to do anything else with them. I feel like the major dynamic/story/idea with them has already been exhausted -- I don't know if they have that much more to say. Of course, you never know when a random idea like this might pop out of left field, but I don't really have anything else planned with them.
If you ever DO want to write a continuation, you could explore what romantic relationships and sex are like for them -- though you'd have to be careful playing with the non-consensual aspects of their story.
Or you could play around with Anna and Cameron getting to know each other since they're stuck together, if that doesn't erase the hotness of the degradation to you.
(Darn, now I want to write these myself.)
Or you could play around with Anna and Cameron getting to know each other since they're stuck together, if that doesn't erase the hotness of the degradation to you.
(Darn, now I want to write these myself.)
Yeah, that's kind of the problem -- I didn't want to get into romantic relationships for that very reason, and yeah, them getting to know each other kind of does defeat the purpose of it for me (I sort of intentionally set it up so they can't directly communicate.) However, if you wanted to write your own take on either of those ideas, I wouldn't be upset!
These characters aren't part of my stable of "usuals," so I'm a little less attached to them. I'm not against you writing your own take as long as you say when you post it that this is your personal interpretation. Though I wouldn't be offended, if you do write something more explicit, I probably won't be interested in reading it myself. ^^;
This came completely out of no where, but I just had a random thought to do with how Anna controls Cameron's eyes.
When the costume took control of Cameron's body, she also seized control over her host's green eyes which she uses to look more natural and emote her feelings. Cameron can't choose when to open and close her eyelids or even decide where she wants to look. It's all up to the wolf. Though, at one point in this story when she is in pain, tears begin to form in Cameron's eyes, which are also technically Anna's eyes. Does this mean that if one day she's feeling particularly upset, Anna might begin to leak tears in the middle of a casual conversation for apparently no reason what so ever? It's just a random thought, though I find the idea of a big strong wolf trying to hide tears that she wasn't expecting and can't control kinda funny. It'd be even better if it happened in the middle of a job interview or something.
When the costume took control of Cameron's body, she also seized control over her host's green eyes which she uses to look more natural and emote her feelings. Cameron can't choose when to open and close her eyelids or even decide where she wants to look. It's all up to the wolf. Though, at one point in this story when she is in pain, tears begin to form in Cameron's eyes, which are also technically Anna's eyes. Does this mean that if one day she's feeling particularly upset, Anna might begin to leak tears in the middle of a casual conversation for apparently no reason what so ever? It's just a random thought, though I find the idea of a big strong wolf trying to hide tears that she wasn't expecting and can't control kinda funny. It'd be even better if it happened in the middle of a job interview or something.
While I didn't actually put a ton of thought and research into this, yes, that actually is something that had crossed my mind! My vague idea is that the wolf is able to manipulate the muscles around Cameron's eyes to do things like blink and move them around, but in that specific case, of tears forming in her eyes, Anna probably can't stop it, at least not directly. So it would be like you said: if Cameron was particularly upset, a tear or two might suddenly appear in Anna's eyes, out of her control. She probably comes up with some kind of rational ("It's a medical condition!" "I've just got something in my eye!") and I imagine it starts happening less often as time goes on.
You're probably right about the tears occurring less frequently over time, as I guess Cameron would slowly come to terms with her new life and eventually get semi-used to just observing the world rather than being the one making decisions, meaning she wouldn't cry nearly as much. Probably for the best, as I doubt Anna enjoys tearing up in public and having to make excuses ^^; "No, I'm fine, really. It's nothing you said or anything, it's just... uh, allergies."
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