"Do I have to?" Arnold moans. "She didn't mean it, didja?"
The feline nods fiercely, a look of panic in her eyes.
"Arnold, I pay you to do as you are told. Do you want to be on the street again?"
The wolf sighs and hangs his head.
"Sorry miss, orders is orders."
The catwoman seems frozen in terror as the wolf opens his jaws wide, then wider, then wider still. My god, is this a wolf or a snake?
You gape as his jaws descend over the shaking girl's head taking it in completely. Arnold takes a little swallow, bends over, and you see the girl's shoulders stretch his cheeks. Surely that isn't possible!
He proves you wrong as he sits up, holding the girl out in front of him as he gobbles up her cleavage.
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