Artwork by T-Bone 

Watching on with more fear then admiration as their captor moved upon the treadmill. The dull thumps of her soles slapping against the running deck with every sweep and motion of thick thighs powering her movements. Maybe in a different time and place they would of been able to ogle and appreciate the voluptuous curves at motion but then again they knew the routine that the looming she-wolf had; exercise, work up some sweat, burn some calories, then completely erase whatever good that the exercise did by having a large snack. A few of them had seen it multiple times before though even they weren’t even sure how they had been able to last so long around the voracious wolfess. Perhaps it was simply dumb luck or sheer survival skill of pushing it out their mind of how terrible it was to push someone else into the curling grasp of the five white pillars as her hand was dipped into the cage she kept them in. Either way they were alive and in a way happy enough to be so as that fact alone meant that escape was still plausible enough. After all the wolfess didn’t seem to concerned with keeping her ‘treats’ trapped as their was no top to the cage the only thing deterring them from climbing out was the height of the thing. At only a few inches tall the teasing opening meant cooperation which was among other things the trapped furs didn’t seem too interested in doing, justifiably fearing what the towering wolf would do as punishment.
The dull thumps of foot-pads slapping against the running deck slowly ceasing as their captor slowed down to a walking pace as the treadmill slowly came to a halt. Curling her fingers around the handles Alysha grinned fangishly as her head swiveled, peering over her should to her glass tank of post workout snacks. Cooling down first as she leaned arching her back with a soft sigh and giggle knowing full damn well there would be some of her treats that paused to stare. For good reason she thought to herself as her wide, full hips and rear pushed out with the motion giving a gentle sway and swing as the spandex of her yoga pants pulled taut against her rear and thick thighs.

“Okay enough of that~” Giggling to herself as she straightened her back, turning to face her little little treats that she allowed herself when she was good and worked out.
Lupine ears perking and turning forward in full attention as she relished the tiny squeaks of panic and fear as it seemed this group of snacks knew full well what their fate was. The wolfess’ curvaceous, zaftig form swaying pleasantly enough as she went from being large to outright looming over the tank. Leaning over slightly at the waist as she planted her palms flat against the table top drinking in the growing hysteria below as dark hazel eyes scanned over them. Lips swiveling slightly for a lopsided appearance as she hmmed,
“Seems I need to refill after this go around…Didn’t realize I was nearly empty~”
The entrapped furs nearly died right then and there as eyes bulged and widened as they glanced around. 'NEARLY EMPTY?!’ Thinking to themselves as the glanced around to the others sure it wasn’t brimming full but there still had to be a good dozen or so for the taking. Hearts sinking as they were able to quickly piece it together as they looked up to the sky filling visage of their devourer. A sudden shrill scream from one of the foxes announced that snack time was on.
The male fox squeaked and shivered in the larger lupine’s hand as fingers curled and held his body taut. Unable to pull his eyes away from the admittedly attractive wolf he winced as he got a full view of her thick, wide tongue dragging along the surface of lower lip. A dull, wet slurping sound coming with it as the ebon surface was coated with a thin sheen of glistening saliva. Trying to scream out as her jaws parted agonizingly slow thin strips of saliva pulling and snapping apart with the separation of lips. A warm, humid gust of wind wafting around his caught body as she breathed wishing he could scream as thicker strings of saliva rippled and pulled between her upper and lower jaws though even that was stolen from the fox as her thumb was firmly pressed and sinking into his chest.
Clawing and trying to gain purchase on the glass walls surrounding them, they paused to watch in growing defeat as Alysha slipped the little treat onto her tongue. Curling the muscle around her fox treat as her head tilted up simply letting gravity take hold even as his tiny hands worked to gain some sort of holding against her lips, tongue or even fangs but it was simply no use as she worked her tongue beneath him. Throat yawning and flexing open as she took a gulp staring coldly down as if telling her treats to calm down as she traced an index finger along the bulge of her throat before it went back to it’s normal form. Without even a moment lost the wolfess’ greedy fingers reached back down into the crowd, grabbing two to three at a time. Slowly the squeaks and cries died down as the crowd reduced further and further. By the time Alysha was done she sighed heavily, eye lids working to even stay open as she groaned softly in delight. Belly slightly distended from the dozen plus of furs wiggling and squirming in her gut, pressing her palm against it and rumbling slightly not even really minding that whatever good her work on the treadmill had done was easily counter-balanced by her little feast.