Nick becomes savage
Judy's heart pounded like a drum in her chest as she scrambled back from Nick's fallen form, her injured leg screaming in protest with every hop. The cut from the earlier trap throbbed hot and wet, blood soaking into her fur, but she ignored it, eyes locked on her partner. The museum's dim exhibit lights cast long shadows over the stuffed predator cases around them, the air thick with the metallic tang of the Night Howler serum now coursing through Nick's veins. Mayor Bellwether stood triumphant at the edge of the display pit, her hooves clicking smugly on the floor above as she peered down, the dart gun still smoking in her grip.
"Well, you should have just stayed on the carrot farm, huh? It really is too bad, I... I did like you." Mayor Bellwether checked the Night Howler dart gun to make sure it was loaded. "Wait… Oh is that a blueberry? Smart! But good thing I carry spares." She said with a smirk reloading it with the night howler serum then aims it at them.
Nick's eyes widened as their plan was found out. Judy, thinking on the fly, jumps up and locks her arms around Nick's neck grunting with pain to effort as her leg was still cut, making him stumble back as she tries to cover his body. "What are you-" Nick started, body warm from their close proximity. "If she shoots then I'll take the hit, I'm injured and you know, a bunny. If I get hit then just hold me down, bunnies can still go savage." She whispered to his ear.
Bellwether was starting to lose patience, she was expecting to hit the fox by now, her aim faltering. "Are you using her as a shield?! Well I guess chivalry really is dead!" She said with a chuckle of amusement followed by a snort before aiming at his legs and exposed paws, then pulled the trigger.
Nick yelped as his foot stung and fell onto his side with Judy on top of him. Wiping off his paw to get rid of the sting as the Night Howler went into his system. "No Nick!" Judy yelled as she got up off him, knowing if he did go savage there wasn't much she could do against him.
Panic clawed at Judy's throat as she watched Nick's body convulse on the cold museum floor. His paws twitched, claws extending with a sharp click, and his eyes, those sharp green eyes she had come to trust, glazed over with a feral red glow. The serum worked fast, faster than she imagined, stripping away the sly fox she knew and replacing him with something primal, something savage.
He stood up on all fours, nostrils flaring as he inhaled deeply, scenting the air. Judy backed away on her good leg, dragging the injured one, her ears flattening against her skull. The pit's walls loomed high around them, smooth glass and stone trapping them like animals in a diorama, just as Bellwether had planned.
"Come on, Nick, fight it," Judy whispered desperately, her voice trembling. She knew the stories, the news reports of predators after going savage, tearing into anything in their path. An injured bunny like her? She'd be ripped apart in seconds if she didn't have a plan! She hopped backward toward the far wall, putting as much distance as she could between them, her mind racing for an escape, a weapon, anything. Plastic trees, plants and props didn't help.
Up above, Bellwether bleated with laughter, her woolly face twisted in glee. "Oh, this is perfect! The heroic fox turns on the former bunny cop. The headlines will write themselves."
Nick started coming forward, his muzzle peeling back to reveal glistening fangs. A guttural growl rumbled from his throat, low and menacing, vibrating through the pit like thunder. He rose unsteadily on all fours, his lithe body coiling with predatory grace, tail lashing wildly. Those red eyes fixed on Judy, pupils dilated into black pits of hunger as he shook himself out of his clothes, showing off his orange fur and cream color that went to his stomach.
He lunged forward in a blur, paws against the floor as he stalked her, muscles rippling under his orange fur. Judy yelped and scrambled sideways, her injured leg buckling, sending her tumbling into a pile of fake bones from the display. Pain exploded up her thigh, but adrenaline surged, pushing her to crawl away.
"Nick, it's me! Judy! Remember, the missing mammals, our partnership." Her words tumbled out in a frantic plea, but he didn't respond, only growled louder, closing the gap with terrifying speed. She could smell the serum on him now, a chemical bitterness mingling with his natural musk, the same scent that had lingered on her fur from when she'd hugged him earlier, trying to shield him. It was faint, but there, marking her as... something.
“Awe, you really think he will remember anything while like this? That's cute.” The Mayor then happily called the police, fake panic in her voice. “Police?! There's a savage fox in the Natural History Museum! Officer Hopps is down! Please hurry!”
He pounced, massive paws pinning her shoulders to the ground before she could dodge. Judy screamed, thrashing wildly, her small frame no match for his feral strength. His weight crushed the air from her lungs, hot breath washing over her face in waves. Fangs gleamed inches from her throat, and she squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for the rip of teeth into flesh. This was it, her career, her life, ending in a savage bite. Tears stung her eyes as regret flooded her, for dragging him into this.
But the bite never came.
Nick froze above her, muzzle buried in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply. His growl shifted, deepening into something else, a possessive rumble that vibrated through her body. He sniffed again, harder, nuzzling into her fur where his own scent clung from their earlier embrace. His body shuddered, the savage rage twisting into raw instinct. Mate. The word echoed in his feral mind, overriding the serum's blind fury. She smelled like him, marked by him in some way.
Judy's eyes flew open as his grip changed, no longer crushing but gripping with desperate need. "N-Nick?" she gasped, confusion warring with terror. His hips ground against her instinctively, the thick bulge of his sheath swelling rapidly against her belly, hot and insistent. She felt it twitch, the tapered tip of his cock emerging, slick with pre, pressing into the fabric of her uniform pants, the fat knot at its base already beginning to swell.
Bellwether's laughter choked off above them. "What... what is this? Attack her! Kill the bunny!" Her voice cracked with outrage, hooves stamping the floor. She leaned over the pit's edge, eyes bulging. "No, no, this isn't how it's supposed to go!"
Nick ignored her completely, his world narrowed to the bunny beneath him. His bunny. With a yank of his teeth on her shirt collar, he ripped it open, exposing her soft gray fur and heaving chest that had no bra. Judy squealed in shock, paws pushing at his broad chest, but it was futile. His back claws shredded her pants next, the sound of tearing fabric echoing as cool air hit her exposed slit and pink panties, already damp from the adrenaline-fueled fear. "N-nick, what are you…"
But her body betrayed her, a traitorous heat blooming between her thighs at the overwhelming dominance, the scent of him flooding her senses. And as she glanced up at his feral face, those powerful shoulders and rippling muscles, a wild thought flashed through her mind: he looked better than any male bunny she'd ever met back home, scrawny and timid things with barely any fire. This savage fox was all raw power, and this? This was better than being eaten alive, torn apart by those fangs. If she couldn't stop him, and god knew she was trying but failing, she might as well enjoy it, even if it was mortifying having Bellwether watch from above like some perverted spectator.
He mounted her roughly, licking her face comfortingly, knees forcing her legs wide apart, his massive frame dwarfing her tiny one. The head of his cock, fully unsheathed now, thick and veined with a slight taper ending in that ominous knot at the base, prodded at her entrance, as the panties were easily shoved aside. Judy whimpered, feeling the impossible size, bigger than any bunny she'd ever imagined, stretching her folds as he thrust forward blindly. "Ah! Sweet cheese and cracke- oh god, Nick!" she cried, her paws scrabbling at the floor, then his ears, but he didn't stop. With a feral growl, he slammed in, burying half his length in one brutal shove.
Pain and pleasure exploded through Judy, her walls clenching around the invading girth, the veined shaft dragging deliciously against her sensitive inner flesh. She arched, a scream tearing from her throat, half agony, half ecstasy. Sure Judy had used toys and even her own hand in the past but Nick was huge, splitting her open, her belly bulging slightly from the sheer mass, feeling her body jolt forward with each thrust. Nick's hips snapped forward again, forcing deeper, until his heavy balls slapped against her ass and the knot battered her entrance. He growled triumphantly, tongue lolling as he began to rut, fast and hard, each thrust pounding her into the museum floor.
Judy's mind reeled, her eyes rolling back as his cock pistoned in and out, stretching her pussy to its limits. Juices squirted around his shaft with every withdrawal, her body slickening to accommodate him despite the savagery. "Ah! Nick, slower...!" she moaned, hating how good it felt, how her hips bucked up to meet him involuntarily, how she petted his ears whimpering for more.
Those toys she used while in that small apartment could never make her feel like this, could never make her feel so utterly claimed. Yeah, and honestly this was better than her guts spilled on the floor, and with Bellwether's shocked bleats echoing above, the embarrassment burned her cheeks, but the pleasure drowned it out. If she was going down, it'd be riding this wave. His knot, that swollen bulb at his root, swelled larger with each pump, battering against her entrance, demanding entry.
Bellwether shrieked in horror, fumbling for her pockets to find another Serum ball that she didn't have. "The fox... he's not killing her... he's mating with her! Ugh, I hate predators! You two, do either of you have more Night Hower serum?!” She yelled at the sheep and Ram that were dressed as cops who shook their head no after patting their pockets.
But Nick was lost to instinct, pounding relentlessly, his knot popping past her pussy with a wet schlick on the next thrust. Judy moaned, the stretch burning as it locked inside her, sealing them together. His thrusts shortened, grinding deep, the knot pulsing as hot spurts of pre flooded her womb. She felt so full, claimed, his mate in every feral sense as his teeth suck into her shoulder to keep her in place. Her claws dug into his back, pulling him closer as orgasm crashed over her, walls milking his cock in rhythmic spasms. “Oh geez, Nick!"
He growled, hips jerking erratically as he came, thick ropes of fox cum erupting into her, inflating her belly slightly with the sheer volume. The knot throbbed, tying them tight, ensuring every drop stayed buried deep. Judy panted beneath him, twitching with aftershocks, her body limp and sated even as her mind spun. He nuzzled her neck possessively, licking her fur, his green eyes softening just a fraction as his heart rate calmed.
Up above, Bellwether backed away, face pale under her wool. "This... this changes nothing. Guards, let's get out of here!" But as sirens wailed in the distance, Judy managed a weak smile, stroking Nick's muzzle as he laid down on top of her protectively, growling at the commotion up top. Maybe, just maybe, their scent on each other had saved them both.
