"Ahhh...nothin' like resting off a meal on the ol' couch. Well, not my couch. Used to belong to a nice bunny fellow. Now it belongs to me. So does the nice bunny fellow. Nice thing about being a raccoon is you can just take everything you like. Everything nice is yours to use and everyone nice fits down your gullet. Like you! You seemed nice! You'll be much nicer as raccoon gut though. Foxes just can't beat a perfect belly's softness. Nothing can.

You know, I never even got your name. I know it doesn't matter, but it's kinda silly. We're about to be close as close can be. Even closer than a married couple! We won't just share a house and a bed, we'll share a body! It's one of the most intimate connections ever and I don't know a thing about you. Not your name, where you're from, what you do, what you want to be, nothing really. But that's cause soon it'll all be me. Your everything will become a little something to me. Another puzzle piece that makes up the beauty of raccoon gut. You won't want anything but what I want. Your 'self' will just sink into mine.

Sometimes I wonder how many of you little fellas I've eaten. None of you are really that memorable. There's a few, but your flavor will be the longest thing that lingers. With any luck, I'll have you on my tongue for a few hours. By then I'll probably have forgotten most of the details. You'll just be a vague memory of fox, your face blurring among all the others who've been crammed down the hatch. But you'll still be in there. Just like all the rest of 'em. Little precious pieces of raccoon."

"...Hey, you're not already digesting, are you? Come on, wake up in there. I'm not done talking."

Art by  jerberjer
Featuring  Rudolf