<blockquote class="uncited"><div>Reizu felt the cold sensation run down his windpipe as he coughed. "What the..! May I ask what you doing here? Aside from being stalkers is obvious." He placed his tea on the table. "And yes, you are in....Deep trouble, that is."</div></blockquote><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Aproximately the length of my alimentary canal, to be precise." stated Ptricia,ominously.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Chris couldn't help snickering as he flipped back over onto his hind legs, grinning at Ptricia. "I'm quite honored that these lovely ladies made the effort to turn themselves into underwear to get backstage."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>The vixen licked her lips. "He's cute. And he looks tasty. Nice and lean." Then she spoke directly to Chris. "Uh... You wouldn't be interested in a short tour of my digestive system? I brought reformation potions."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Chris nearly said "Sure". Nearly. But he remembered that he was meant to be scared of vore and said "I'll pass, thanks." Though he did harbour a secret desire to try it, it was something he couldn't admit, certainly not in front of his bandmates.<br/><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>They finally had a chance to get a good look at them. The rabbit was bi-colour, a country girl, chocolate brown fur with cream face and presumably torso, which was definitely well equipped. She had a t-shirt with the legend, 'Bun in the Oven', and a picture of a bunny fur stuffed into a roasting pan. (<!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="https://aryion.com/g3/showitem.php?id=53458">http://aryion.com/g3/showitem.php?id=53458</a><!-- m -->) She also had cut-off jeans and sandals.  <br/><br/>The fox was in a skin tight black one piece that left almost nothing to the imagination, though her overall shape was one that could have come out of the fevered imagination of a fetish artist. Only her forearms, lower legs, head and tail were visible, but they showed typical vulpes vulpes rufus colouring, a standard red fox. <br/><br/>She wore a sleeveless jacket over her bodyglove, almost a waistcoat, covered in small pockets that had various bottles and pots of condiments in them. Clearly she liked to be prepared for her meals, or rather _to_ prepare her meals. She looked up from her where she'd landed. </div></blockquote><br/>Chris took his sweet time looking over the two furs who'd appeared so suddenly, lingering for longer on the fox. He hoped he could manage to send Ptricia and Reizu away for a while, make up some excuse to go back to his apartment. He grinned at the thought.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"I don't think we've been introduced, I'm Fiana, Fiana De Vere, and this is Barbara..." She indicated the rabbit. "... my main meal."<br/><br/>The bunny flexed her body and brough herself up into a sitting position. "Pleased to meet you!"</div></blockquote>[/quote]<br/><br/>Chris nodded to the two. "I'm Chris. Though since you went to so much trouble getting back here I assume you knew that." He grinned, pacing around them. "You're our first groupies. I'm delighted, I must say."