Chasing Rabbits - Shaded Hollow 3 (Body Part)

 Around the sisters stood a forest, frozen by the deepest freeze of winter. They walked through it, snow crunching underfoot as they talked. Everything was quiet around them as they wandered until their acute ears picked up a low groan of something deeper in. Selene was cautious being so far from any form of civilization but her sister, Luna, leaped on the thought of potential prey. A high-pitched squeal came from where Luna landed causing Selene to rush to catch up.

 "Luna! What the heck are you doing!" Selene shouted as she found her sister on top of a tiny woman, her entire body shaking wildly from the cold and a pair of bunny ears adorning her head. Stepping off the girl in more fear of upsetting her sister than anything, Luna let Selene get close to her so she could get a good look. "Oh, you poor thing!" She expressed upon seeing the swollen and bruised leg the girl had, "It must be broken!" The girl nodded, scared of the two wolves in front of her.

 "She won't survive out here," Luna told Selene, a bit of mischief in her eye, "I should consume her so she doesn't die!" Selene looked at her sister in disgust, she had always been against the absorption of souls until her friend, Michael, had begged her to make him part of her. But she promised never to take a soul that didn't consent in contrast to her sister who's favorite was those who struggled. They both turned back to the bunny who was visibly less scared but not by much. She tried to stand but collapsed back into the snow with a painful grunt. Looking back into the eyes of wolf girls, she knew they were right and that she wouldn't be long for this world.

 "I can't just let you die out here," Selene told the girl with utmost sincerity, "But there's no way we could get you out of this forest in time. Me and my sister here possess the ability to, for lack of a better term, eat another being's soul and have them live on within our bodies." The bunny girl nodded, not knowing what else to do in such a strange situation. "It wouldn't be fair to force this upon you, so I leave the decision to you. Who would you like to consume you, if at all?" Staring deep into both their eyes, the girl saw a raging fire of malice in Luna's green eyes, seemingly from being foiled by her sister. But she turned to Selene and gazed into her deep blue eyes, feeling the warmth behind them despite their color. She seemed to genuinely care and to be so reluctant against forcing such a fate on anyone.

 With a small hand, she pointed to Selene, watching as Luna's face grew into a scowl behind Selene's back. "What's your name," Selene asked, getting closer to the poor girl. "Ar- Arley," she whispered, the cold and pain getting to her. "Well, Arley, I'll make sure you don't go cold again. Just sit back and relax, it'll be over soon." With that, she effortlessly picked up the girl and started to swallow her.

 Arley fought back against her instincts as she was slowly eaten by the wolf, trying her hardest to ignore every impulse to kick and scream. She had to admit, however, that Selene was warm and soon was growing weary as her hips made their way into her mouth. Slowly, Arley grew smaller as she was pulled down Selene's throat, her body dissolving away into a mass for Selene to use. Her breasts grew a bit along with her hips and ass as the bunny girl's mortal body was converted to fat on her body. Her head finally disappeared between Selene's lips as her soul left her body, anchoring itself to her new host.

 Luna watched in contempt as HER meal disappeared into her sickeningly good-natured sister. She would never tell it to her face, but Selene refusing to be the predator she was born to be made her angry. She was the perfect killing machine with the ability to consume any soul she wanted, but she refused to use said power unless in good faith. The feeling of a soul being trapped within her body was ecstasy to Luna as well as the added curves that allowed her to lure more unsuspecting victims. She didn't dwell too long on this however for she knew there would always be more prey, even if her sister insisted on being the guardian of the weak.