Chatin moaned lewdly from the sensation as Aisha began to thrust immediately while the feline’s claws dug into her back. The pain from the claws only aroused her further making her tighten around that shaft until she felt something wrong. That wrong feeling was Aisha slowly separating Chatin’s pelt from the cuts she had made just prior. Aisha used her claws to get in under that layer of flesh and fur, getting purchase on it before tugging slowly away from the spine. Although flooded with drugs, the pain of what was happening was still intense and made her writhe against her bindings while immediately screaming in response. Though the screaming was muffled from her muzzle being tied shut, her pelt was slowly torn from her body while the feline rutted into her.

The pain was unlike anything she had felt before and no matter how she moved it wouldn’t stop. She tried to plead for Aisha to stop, but it was just as muffled as her screams as Aisha suddenly slammed into the skunk. Chatin felt warmth flood her passage as cold began to wash across her back and shoulders. That cold brought unimaginable stinging that only continued to spread with the cold, moving towards her chest now. It was at this time that the feline pulled free of the skunk, letting their joining drip to the drain below as she focused on the work at hand now.

She could now see what was happening as she looked down, as much as she didn’t believe it and as much as her brain was screaming. Aisha was tearing her fur literally from her body in one piece, and it was excruciatingly painful as well as slow. It wasn’t until she actually saw it happening that she heard the sickening sound caused by it as well, but that sound only lasted a few more seconds as the remainder of her pelt tore free from her body. She screamed until she had no air left in her lungs as her entire torso had been rendered furless, skinless and leaving only patches on her body. Her neck, upper arms, lower arms, tail and pelvic area were the only things still covered in fur at this point.

Tears rolled down her face from both the emotions flooding her brain and the pain that was beyond anything she had experienced before. She was confused as to how she was still awake during all this, and further why Aisha was doing this. The feline offered no explanation though as she methodically moved on to the next task, grabbing a fine-toothed saw after setting the pelt down. “Honestly, I don’t skin everyone I bring home for dinner, but your pelt was far too beautiful to simply shave off and waste. You are however one of the few I’ve drugged enough to keep you alive during this part… well, until your body goes into shock at some point.” Aisha said as she lined up the saw with one of the skunk’s joints.

“Funny thing about bones. They’re actually pretty hard to cut through neatly, as they’re quite hard… not to mention arteries… but if you tie off just above the joint... and separate there… then it’s easy.” The feline continued to monologue as the blade dug into the skunk’s flesh, tearing through it with ease despite the sickening noise. The pain was somehow worse than the last experience, making her writhe violently against her bindings while screaming once again. The screaming didn’t last much longer though as her voice gave out from the severity, falling to only muted noises as her body was dismembered. Aisha worked quickly to sever each limb at the joint, having already tied off above the joint to prevent her partner from bleeding out.

After a few more excruciating moments the skunk was rid of her lower arms and legs, leaving her with just her torso and the upper portions of her limbs. The next thing she felt was another sharp bite, along with a snapping sound, as her tail was literally torn from her body, leaving only another aching wound as she began to shake violently. “Oh dear… can’t have that…” The feline said while increasing the drip rate on the IV until the shaking slowly subsided. “I didn’t think removing your tail would be the tipping point… but I’ll remember it if I ever bring a skunk home again.” She said casually as she tossed the lifeless tail onto the skunk’s pelt.

“I was truly hoping to keep you alive for the finale… but it looks like you won’t last much longer. Such a frail thing.” Aisha said mostly speaking to herself at this point as she began to lower the skunk from the rack, and carry her to a nearby metal table. “Granted you’re likely too drugged to appreciate this next part… but…” She only continued to say before dragging another knife down the torso of the skunk, severing the flesh but only earning a muffled groan from her partner. Slowly Aisha began to cut open and separate the flesh, revealing the abdominal cavity beneath it.

For the time being the organs beneath were held in by the thin membrane she had skillfully avoided, but it likely wouldn’t survive the next part. Without a word or warning Aisha pulled the skunk to the edge of the table and penetrated the furless and nearly lifeless female. No response was given from Chatin as Aisha began to violently plow into the smaller female’s body. Each thrust now was visible to the naked eye as organs moved about and the vaginal passage stretched with each thrust. Aisha didn’t need long to peak this time and groaned in satisfaction as she did for the last time with the skunk.

As Aisha pulled free the only response from Chatin was breathing with her eyes staring up blankly at the ceiling. It only earned a shrug from the feline as she cut into the membrane exposing the organs beneath it, and slowly began to remove the waste. This wasn’t the first time she had done this and she quickly severed, removed and discarded things that were not edible or would taint the meat during the cooking process. At some point during this, Chatin had quit breathing which only made Aisha sigh in disappointment, but continue to work nonetheless.

With her partner no longer breathing she didn’t bother to take her time and quickly emptied the cavity of organs, leaving it empty as she grabbed the saw once again. “Won’t be ruining that beautiful head of yours.” She said before loosening the ties on each limb letting the blood empty from the lifeless body. Once that ceased, she severed Chatin’s head from the body and set it neatly with the pelt to be preserved later. Finally, with nothing more than a lump of meat to be cooked, she slid the prepped carcass onto a large metal tray to be slid into the oven. At least for Aisha Chatin had served her purpose as prey becoming food for the feline for the next several months, but it was too little too late to realize the dangers of dating a predator for the skunk.