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Alexis-Delphox form-Outfit: “The Violet Python”
This is a costume for Alexis in RP and to add a little more story to the ever expanding family of the Black Rabbit Mansion. The cape and shoulder guards are traded in on Alexis’ modern form, in exchange for a violet leather jacket and nylon cloak. The typical staff she carries with her is replaced with a metal variant. Note, the pendant hovering in the staff is the same as the hair clip Alexis wears. The bottom is specifically made to have the seams conform to the crotch unless opened up. This would be for anal vore and such. As usual, a little story to go along with it.

Zanuark came home yawning. He looked and saw Shadow lying on the couch on his belly with an ice pack sitting on his butt. She looked down wondering who got to him since Stacy was at work, then she began to chuckle. “Is Jack in heat?” She asked the sore unicorn.
He rolled his eyes painfully and let out a sigh. She walked over and sat down on the cough. She lied back and lifted his head to rest on her breast. He gave a soft smile and closed his eyes. Alexis stood on the opposite side of the room, covering her face, her soft peachy fur burning a furious red at her cheeks. “What’s wrong with you?”
Alexis shook her head. “I walked in on Jack and Scar going at it.”
Shadow looked up at Zan with a big grin. He then announced, “I guess we could say, you were Scarred.”
Alexis shook her head once more. “Quite the opposite. I wanted to be in it, but, my Princess is out and I wouldn’t do anything without her. Plus, after seeing Shadow has to sit with an ice pack on his ass. I got to go out soon anyway. I’ve got some old friends I have to deal with.” She smiled fanning herself.
Zan raised an eye brow. “You seem awfully excited to be seeing old friends, without Angie.” She pointed out.
Alexis shrugged, “Still thinking about what I saw.” She pushed her fat rump into the wall and propelled herself upright. Taking her time, she walked and Zan narrowed her eyes staring at her rear. “I swear that thing is getting bigger every week. Not much but its building up over time.”
“Yea, Jack seriously was pent up.” Shadow groaned rubbing his back.
“No, I meant Alexis and her booty. Not Jack’s smutty.”
“Oh.”
“Well, I got to get ready. I was hired by the local PD to catch a wanted vigilante.”
“Which one? Call of Duty, Red Shot, or someone else?”
“Someone called the Violet Python. There are a few rumors as to how he disposes of his victims.”
Shadow rolled over looking up at Zan, wanting to hear more.
“There are quite a few theories but none of them are pretty. The first is that he mutilates the body of his victims’ to the point that they are unrecognizable, mixing them in with trash. The second is that they hack their victim to pieces and eat them. The third is that they are shipped off out of the country as cargo to somewhere like Somalia. The final one is that they burn them alive and spread the ashes over various places to keep from being caught.”
Shadow frowned, “so, what do you plan on doing with him then?”
Zan walked to a wall and pushed onto it. There was a humming noise where her hand rested. Gears rotated vigorously within the walls followed by a lowed shaft moving in the wall. The wall opened up to a vault of various weapons. Shadow tried to get up but Zan snapped her fingers and pointed at the couch. “Stay where you are fucktoy.” She ordered. Shadow grumbled and lied back down on his stomach. Zan came back out with various melee weapons and an MP5 with the stock cut off. She put it into a special suitcase with modular foam that could get past any security system. She spent most of her time looking through different knife grips. Finding the right one, she hooked it to a sickle blade and put it in the suitcase.
She put the suitcase on the couch next to Shadow. He peered through it while Zan went down to the “Diva Studio.” As she expected, Scarlet and Jack were still going at it. She walked through casually over to a tablet installed into a wall. She went through and selected a euro-tourist styled garb. Grabbing her suitcase, she headed for the garage.
No paying attention, she suddenly found herself with her hand on Alexis’ thigh, right under her left breast. She turned blushing. “Do, you need me to stay or something?”
Zan stepped back and shook her head. “Sorry, I was just headed out to go cleaning.” Alexis tilted her head then shook it rolling her eyes. The door opened and Alexis went through the opening. Zan followed and the two got into their individual cars. Alexis in a large white van with the back seats cleared out and replaced with a soft bed spread. Zan in her (stolen)Camaro.
Zan was out first followed by Alexis, through the Black Rabbit Mansion arch, and out toward the city. Peering out the rear view mirror, Alexis followed her all the way to the city into the residential district. Zan worried whenever she pulled into the parking garage and Alexis went opposite of her into an alley. Fuck, is Alexis actually the Violet Python? She thought to herself. Finding a place to park, she got her euro-tourist gear on, and grabbed her suitcase. She headed for the roof of the parking garage and got onto the maintenance access. Getting on top, she pulled out her night vision specs and put them on. “God, I love how Shadow was able to make these into night vision goggles. She then sat and looked into an alley where police baited a known arsonist and murderer for weapons.
It was one in the morning by the time the suspected arsonist showed up. He pulled into an alley a building over from where Alexis parked her van. The arsonist climbed on top of his truck and waited, pulling out a cigar. Whenever he took a puff, he exhaled flames. He flinched whenever his half smoked cigar burst into flames. The arsonist slid down the hood and went for the driver’s seat. Zan watched as a second figure appeared and smashed a metal staff into his thigh. Zan grabbed her sickle and mp5 and jumped off the roof. She grabbed a drainage pipe as she jumped and was tossed back against the wall. She slid down and headed across the street holding her MP5.
Zan stood at the corner and listened. She could hear Alexis’s voice, proclaiming her justice, “…You’ve burned down the homes of innocent people for sport. Caused three major fires in the city. And even still persist crimes. You know what?” The arsonist was gagged. His muffled cries made it evident. She could hear Alexis stepping around him.
She grabbed her phone and used the screen as a dark mirror, watching Alexis in her Violet Python costume, caressing his cheek. “I’d consider leaving you, but you don’t have a family anymore.” She frowned. “You murdered them!” She shouted. Alexis grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up. Zan grimaced seeing that his hands were cut clean off and the ends of his arms melted in nubs. Skin hang off almost liked a solid raindrop. She shook her head and grabbed her mp5.
Alexis asked him, “So, how should I take you? Up my ass? In my fun house? Or down Taste Avenue?” He close his eyes, just wanting to go. “Hmm, I’m feeling hungry. I think you’ll take a drive into Taste Avenue.”
She opened her mouth, stretching its maw. It unhinged like a snake, stretching to fit him down without a single bite. Zan held up her MP5 and fired a warning shot. Alexis flinched and dropped him to the ground. Grabbing the staff off the ground, she stood in a firmly defensive stance.
Alexis put on a fake voice, much deeper than her real, “Citizen, this does not concern you, desist now or I will use force.”
Zan narrowed her eyes and removed her hood and hat, showing her face. “Shut up Alex. I have to figure out how to get you out of this situation. There is a huge bounty on your head and I was given direct contact from the local PD.” Zan explained.
Alexis sighed removing her mask. “Can I at least eat him?”
Zan shook her head. “No.”
“We have a witness exposing both of us though.”
Zan let out a long sigh. “Fine.”
Alexis grabbed the arsonist by the arms again and lifted him. “If you can climb out, I’ll let you go free.” Her mouth then stretched wide to fit the arsonist in. He slid down slowly into her stomach, her belly expanding to fit the new load. Alexis sat back and moaned. “God, I love it when people struggle, it feels all the more better.”
Zan shook her head. “Alright, so, you have been the Purple Python for twelve years, because that’s when the first cases showed up. So, you’ve been at this since you were sixteen?”
Alexis would nod. “Yea, I drain my body once a month so I don’t end up like Stacy though.”
Zan tilted her head. “Drain your body?”
“Well, I hook my shelf up to a pump and then my butt, I have to use this spell I learned from my mother, since, everyone in my family can do this. So, we have to be able to stop that. Angel can also do it, but her family line comes from Spain. I’m actually part of a native tribe here, well, my lineal ancestry does. But, yea drain my body.”
“And, does it matter which hole they go in?”
“A little. It grows my lumps and my bumps differently dependent on what I do. Down the hatch, it grows my lumps and bumps. Up the fun house, just the lumps. Up the chute, just the bumps.”
“That’s gross, and somehow, I want to do it.”
“I’m sure the unicorn butt friend has a spell or two that can help. But, in the meantime, could you massage my belly?”
“How about I shove that staff up your butt?”
“Ok. My bottoms are made to open up-“
“I don’t care. I was just joking. Ew. Does dirt or stuff ever get up there?”
“No.”
Zan grabbed the staff and lifted Alexis up. “Ah, Jesus Christ he is heavy.” She carried Alexis back to her van bridal style and lied her in the back.
“Hey, besides hunting you, there is a criminal gang that has been tearing up the streets nearby. Wanna bring them back to the Mansion?”
Alexis grabbed Zan by the neck and pulled her back so her face landed on her belly. Zan listened to the digestion, the rhythmic flow making her fall asleep. “Nah, I just want to sleep at this point.”

Description
Alexis-Delphox form-Outfit: “The Violet Python”
This is a costume for Alexis in RP and to add a little more story to the ever expanding family of the Black Rabbit Mansion. The cape and shoulder guards are traded in on Alexis’ modern form, in exchange for a violet leather jacket and nylon cloak. The typical staff she carries with her is replaced with a metal variant. Note, the pendant hovering in the staff is the same as the hair clip Alexis wears. The bottom is specifically made to have the seams conform to the crotch unless opened up. This would be for anal vore and such. As usual, a little story to go along with it.

Zanuark came home yawning. He looked and saw Shadow lying on the couch on his belly with an ice pack sitting on his butt. She looked down wondering who got to him since Stacy was at work, then she began to chuckle. “Is Jack in heat?” She asked the sore unicorn.
He rolled his eyes painfully and let out a sigh. She walked over and sat down on the cough. She lied back and lifted his head to rest on her breast. He gave a soft smile and closed his eyes. Alexis stood on the opposite side of the room, covering her face, her soft peachy fur burning a furious red at her cheeks. “What’s wrong with you?”
Alexis shook her head. “I walked in on Jack and Scar going at it.”
Shadow looked up at Zan with a big grin. He then announced, “I guess we could say, you were Scarred.”
Alexis shook her head once more. “Quite the opposite. I wanted to be in it, but, my Princess is out and I wouldn’t do anything without her. Plus, after seeing Shadow has to sit with an ice pack on his ass. I got to go out soon anyway. I’ve got some old friends I have to deal with.” She smiled fanning herself.
Zan raised an eye brow. “You seem awfully excited to be seeing old friends, without Angie.” She pointed out.
Alexis shrugged, “Still thinking about what I saw.” She pushed her fat rump into the wall and propelled herself upright. Taking her time, she walked and Zan narrowed her eyes staring at her rear. “I swear that thing is getting bigger every week. Not much but its building up over time.”
“Yea, Jack seriously was pent up.” Shadow groaned rubbing his back.
“No, I meant Alexis and her booty. Not Jack’s smutty.”
“Oh.”
“Well, I got to get ready. I was hired by the local PD to catch a wanted vigilante.”
“Which one? Call of Duty, Red Shot, or someone else?”
“Someone called the Violet Python. There are a few rumors as to how he disposes of his victims.”
Shadow rolled over looking up at Zan, wanting to hear more.
“There are quite a few theories but none of them are pretty. The first is that he mutilates the body of his victims’ to the point that they are unrecognizable, mixing them in with trash. The second is that they hack their victim to pieces and eat them. The third is that they are shipped off out of the country as cargo to somewhere like Somalia. The final one is that they burn them alive and spread the ashes over various places to keep from being caught.”
Shadow frowned, “so, what do you plan on doing with him then?”
Zan walked to a wall and pushed onto it. There was a humming noise where her hand rested. Gears rotated vigorously within the walls followed by a lowed shaft moving in the wall. The wall opened up to a vault of various weapons. Shadow tried to get up but Zan snapped her fingers and pointed at the couch. “Stay where you are fucktoy.” She ordered. Shadow grumbled and lied back down on his stomach. Zan came back out with various melee weapons and an MP5 with the stock cut off. She put it into a special suitcase with modular foam that could get past any security system. She spent most of her time looking through different knife grips. Finding the right one, she hooked it to a sickle blade and put it in the suitcase.
She put the suitcase on the couch next to Shadow. He peered through it while Zan went down to the “Diva Studio.” As she expected, Scarlet and Jack were still going at it. She walked through casually over to a tablet installed into a wall. She went through and selected a euro-tourist styled garb. Grabbing her suitcase, she headed for the garage.
No paying attention, she suddenly found herself with her hand on Alexis’ thigh, right under her left breast. She turned blushing. “Do, you need me to stay or something?”
Zan stepped back and shook her head. “Sorry, I was just headed out to go cleaning.” Alexis tilted her head then shook it rolling her eyes. The door opened and Alexis went through the opening. Zan followed and the two got into their individual cars. Alexis in a large white van with the back seats cleared out and replaced with a soft bed spread. Zan in her (stolen)Camaro.
Zan was out first followed by Alexis, through the Black Rabbit Mansion arch, and out toward the city. Peering out the rear view mirror, Alexis followed her all the way to the city into the residential district. Zan worried whenever she pulled into the parking garage and Alexis went opposite of her into an alley. Fuck, is Alexis actually the Violet Python? She thought to herself. Finding a place to park, she got her euro-tourist gear on, and grabbed her suitcase. She headed for the roof of the parking garage and got onto the maintenance access. Getting on top, she pulled out her night vision specs and put them on. “God, I love how Shadow was able to make these into night vision goggles. She then sat and looked into an alley where police baited a known arsonist and murderer for weapons.
It was one in the morning by the time the suspected arsonist showed up. He pulled into an alley a building over from where Alexis parked her van. The arsonist climbed on top of his truck and waited, pulling out a cigar. Whenever he took a puff, he exhaled flames. He flinched whenever his half smoked cigar burst into flames. The arsonist slid down the hood and went for the driver’s seat. Zan watched as a second figure appeared and smashed a metal staff into his thigh. Zan grabbed her sickle and mp5 and jumped off the roof. She grabbed a drainage pipe as she jumped and was tossed back against the wall. She slid down and headed across the street holding her MP5.
Zan stood at the corner and listened. She could hear Alexis’s voice, proclaiming her justice, “…You’ve burned down the homes of innocent people for sport. Caused three major fires in the city. And even still persist crimes. You know what?” The arsonist was gagged. His muffled cries made it evident. She could hear Alexis stepping around him.
She grabbed her phone and used the screen as a dark mirror, watching Alexis in her Violet Python costume, caressing his cheek. “I’d consider leaving you, but you don’t have a family anymore.” She frowned. “You murdered them!” She shouted. Alexis grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up. Zan grimaced seeing that his hands were cut clean off and the ends of his arms melted in nubs. Skin hang off almost liked a solid raindrop. She shook her head and grabbed her mp5.
Alexis asked him, “So, how should I take you? Up my ass? In my fun house? Or down Taste Avenue?” He close his eyes, just wanting to go. “Hmm, I’m feeling hungry. I think you’ll take a drive into Taste Avenue.”
She opened her mouth, stretching its maw. It unhinged like a snake, stretching to fit him down without a single bite. Zan held up her MP5 and fired a warning shot. Alexis flinched and dropped him to the ground. Grabbing the staff off the ground, she stood in a firmly defensive stance.
Alexis put on a fake voice, much deeper than her real, “Citizen, this does not concern you, desist now or I will use force.”
Zan narrowed her eyes and removed her hood and hat, showing her face. “Shut up Alex. I have to figure out how to get you out of this situation. There is a huge bounty on your head and I was given direct contact from the local PD.” Zan explained.
Alexis sighed removing her mask. “Can I at least eat him?”
Zan shook her head. “No.”
“We have a witness exposing both of us though.”
Zan let out a long sigh. “Fine.”
Alexis grabbed the arsonist by the arms again and lifted him. “If you can climb out, I’ll let you go free.” Her mouth then stretched wide to fit the arsonist in. He slid down slowly into her stomach, her belly expanding to fit the new load. Alexis sat back and moaned. “God, I love it when people struggle, it feels all the more better.”
Zan shook her head. “Alright, so, you have been the Purple Python for twelve years, because that’s when the first cases showed up. So, you’ve been at this since you were sixteen?”
Alexis would nod. “Yea, I drain my body once a month so I don’t end up like Stacy though.”
Zan tilted her head. “Drain your body?”
“Well, I hook my shelf up to a pump and then my butt, I have to use this spell I learned from my mother, since, everyone in my family can do this. So, we have to be able to stop that. Angel can also do it, but her family line comes from Spain. I’m actually part of a native tribe here, well, my lineal ancestry does. But, yea drain my body.”
“And, does it matter which hole they go in?”
“A little. It grows my lumps and my bumps differently dependent on what I do. Down the hatch, it grows my lumps and bumps. Up the fun house, just the lumps. Up the chute, just the bumps.”
“That’s gross, and somehow, I want to do it.”
“I’m sure the unicorn butt friend has a spell or two that can help. But, in the meantime, could you massage my belly?”
“How about I shove that staff up your butt?”
“Ok. My bottoms are made to open up-“
“I don’t care. I was just joking. Ew. Does dirt or stuff ever get up there?”
“No.”
Zan grabbed the staff and lifted Alexis up. “Ah, Jesus Christ he is heavy.” She carried Alexis back to her van bridal style and lied her in the back.
“Hey, besides hunting you, there is a criminal gang that has been tearing up the streets nearby. Wanna bring them back to the Mansion?”
Alexis grabbed Zan by the neck and pulled her back so her face landed on her belly. Zan listened to the digestion, the rhythmic flow making her fall asleep. “Nah, I just want to sleep at this point.”