Prince the eagle eats a large number of mice. (Feral vore, Mf, Mm). This hasn't really been edited yet so please comment if there's anything you think I should change or anything you liked/didn't like about it.


Prince soared smoothly over the forest on broad wings, lazily surveying the dark landscape below. He grinned with predatory satisfaction as his keen vision picked out small forest creatures darting for cover as his commanding shadow passed them by. Unbeknownst to them, they needn’t have worried for their safety. The eagle could have taken any one of them for his breakfast, but he had special plans for his belly after discovering new hunting grounds the previous afternoon. His discovery of the meadowlands had been almost completely by chance. As a sea eagle, Prince rarely flew inland more than a few miles. Yesterday however, boredom, Red Tide, and poor fishing prompted him to turn his attention inland, and the reward turned out to be far more pleasurable than he had imagined. Smiling at the thought of the prey that would soon be filling his crop, he banked gracefully to the right and began to descend straight for the rolling green foothills of the coastal mountains that lay just a short distance ahead.
Moments later, he passed the last of the treetops as the forest suddenly ended, opening to a green expanse of grassy meadows. Prince slowed and descended, searching the grass intently with his acute vision. A rush of adrenaline spread through his body as he caught sight of a slight quavering of the grass directly below. Power coursed through him as he inclined into a steep dive, reaching forward with his talons. The wind roared in Prince’s ears as he sped sharply downwards, honing in on his prey. As he neared the ground, he swept his wings downwards, increasing their angle of attack until they stalled, cutting his speed rapidly. In one precise movement, he swept a mouse from the brush and then flatted his pinions, quickly gaining altitude. Salivating in anticipation of the coming meal, he quickly picked a tree a short distance away and landed. Prince was ravenously hungry, and although he relished the opportunity to prolong the taste and struggles of his prey, Prince couldn’t resist the temptation to bolt the mouse down as fast as possible. In a single savage motion, the eagle lifted the hapless prey from his talons and tossed the mouse in the air, such that its fall lined up with the gaping curve of his bill. The mouse’s scream was cut short as Prince snapped his jaws shut around his prey, leaving nothing but the animal’s thin tail hanging from one side of his mouth. Prince hummed in appreciation as the mouse scrabbled in panic as he lifted his head and opened his throat. The prey’s struggles were silenced as he pressed upwards with his tongue, squeezing the prey inward against his palate with a wet squish. His neck pulsed, undulating sensuously as he greedily slurped the mouse down and swallowed hard, closing his eyes in bliss. A slight lump slid discreetly down the elegant curve of his neck as his gullet muscles contracted, disappearing slowly into the depths of his belly. A long string of drool dripped from Prince’s bill as he opened his eyes, trembling from the pleasure of a living being struggling inside him. He slurped his bill, and swallowed again before taking to the air once more.
Quickly he caught another mouse, this time not even bothering to find a perch before gulping his prey. With two quick snaps of his beak, Prince engulfed the mouse in his mouth. Without so much as a cursory lick, he tossed his head back and swallowed. The prey struggled vigorously as it was squelched wetly down his throat with a throaty ‘gluck.’ Airborne, his gullet was in a slightly less convenient position for swallowing, and the prey became trapped halfway along his neck. Prince gulped again, his feathers pulsing as his rippling gullet contracted ferally, pushing the lump further down his neck. He swallowed again, gulping hard several times, moving his head and body rhythmically to encourage peristaltic motion. Eventually, the mouse was pushed dryly into his chest. Prince gulped once, then twice more before the prey finally settled into his crop. ‘I’ll have to wet the next one down a little more before swallowing’ he thought, not particularly wanting to experience that discomfort again.
The next mouse almost got away, but Prince managed to catch her before she could disappear back into the grass. With the hard edge of his hunger abated somewhat, he decided to take a little more time enjoying his meal. He lifted the mouse up to his mouth and ran his tongue through its fur relishing the rodent’s delicious taste. It was a pleasurable feeling against his tongue. Prince licked again, this time lingering longer. He slurped his tongue against the mouse’s face, again and again, soaking the morsel in his spit. The prey recoiled with each lick, squirming weakly in his talons. Thick, gooey strings of bird drool dripped from his beak and tongue, lathering the hapless mouse in saliva and matting down her fur until it was slick and easy to swallow.
“W…why are you doing this?” the mouse asked desperately. “Just…just stop, please!” she begged.
“Well, if that’s really what you want, I’ll just eat you now!” Prince said, not missing the opportunity to torment his prey a little more.
“No, no, wait!” she begged, her cries cut off as the eagle brutally crammed her into his mouth. Prince grinned blissfully, closing his eyes in pleasure. The prey’s heightened fear from his licking and teasing made the taste even better. Feeling the pathetically small body squirming weakly on his tongue, Prince was overcome with a powerful urge to swallow. Slowly, savouring every moment, he lifted his head. The saliva soaked mouse slipped effortlessly downward along his slick tongue, head first into his throat. Prince’s tongue surged hungrily as he swallowed, the heavy ‘glk’ of his gullet overwhelming the mouse as she was squished wetly inwards from all sides by hungry flesh. The tiny prey slipped effortlessly down the mighty Eagle’s throat, pressing a small bulge in his neck feathers on the way down. Prince moaned in pleasure as he felt the prey squeeze into his crop, filling in some of the ravening hunger that raged within his very core. Quickly he turned his attention back to the hunt.
The next mouse he grabbed with his bill, engulfing the prey feet first in a single bite. The mouse struggled desperately as he was snatched, trying to push the eagle’s jaws apart. Prince indulged in the moment, allowing his prey to push his bill open slightly, enough to catch one last glimpse of daylight. Then he slid his tongue under the mouse’s belly, just as it seemed his prey might escape and crunched his jaws brutally downwards, crushing the prey roughly against his slick palate with his tongue. Prince drooled, revelling in the fact he had crushed his prey’s hope as well as his body. There was a whimper of pain and some weak struggles as Prince gave into his instincts, raised his head and swallowed. His neck convulsed greedily as his throat muscles squished the prey slimily downwards with a single gulp and into his belly.
Prince was airborne once again before his food even finished its trip down the eagle’s gullet. Spotting a once in a lifetime opportunity, Prince seized two mice at once. Looking down at one prey in each of his talons he was faced with a dilemma.
“Which one of you should I eat first?” he asked his terrified prey. To his disappointment he received only silence. ‘Oh well’ he thought. At least there was the chance to flavour his meal before it’s trip to his belly.
“I might have let the other one go” he said gloatingly. “But I’ll guess I’ll have to eat you both at once now to avoid having to make that decision.”
“Wait, wait!” the reedy voices piped up, but Prince had already made up his mind, finding their pathetic pleas annoying. He lifted one, and then the next mouse to his beak and raised his struggling meals into the air. He jerked his head back, carefully manoeuvring both mice into his mouth. They tumbled over each other in their struggles to escape his licks. Prince moaned in pleasure at the redoubled struggling against his tongue, the fear of each prey reinforcing the other and increasing the pleasure for the eagle. The bird drooled copiously as he licked and slurped his prey, tasting and rubbing his tongue over the mice again and again, matting down their fur with drool. After they were suitably lubricated with eagle spit to swallow, Prince eased his head back and gulped hard. His tongue squeezed upwards, pressing the oversized chunk of meat in his mouth inwards towards his eagerly awaiting gullet. His neck stretched outwards to take in the prey as he swallowed convulsively. Prince gulped again, squeezing the lump in his neck greedily downwards. His feathers bulged outwards from the prey trapped inside, a powerful undulation travelling the length of his curved neck as he tossed his head, gulping a third and then a fourth time. Prince felt the prey become lodged in his gullet, so he stood up, spreading his wings for balance. He straightened his neck, and the lump in his gullet reduced, lengthened and split into two. He swallowed as hard as he could, wetly squeezing one mouse into the other. The prey became lodged in his throat again. Prince flapped his wings and angled his head back, using gravity to aid in swallowing his prey, gulping furiously. Slowly, the twin bulges in his neck disappeared downwards into his chest with a wet squelch before sliding into his crop. Prince heaved a sigh of relief as the prey filled his belly. A wonderful, full feeling filled him as the numerous tiny prey he had eaten finally fulfilled his tremendous hunger. Prince smiled, running his tongue along his beak in satisfaction and letting out a satisfied belch.