Weak, sick or reluctant ones... The slave caravans of the mongers always left some of their slaves behind them when their caravans crossing the savannah... welcomed prey for the lions, hyenas, leopards, crocodiles... but this time one of the slave mongers itself got lost... and got found by a brotherhood of four hungry cheetahs...
A well fed, muscular hunk of more than 100 kilograms of bodyweight... still struggling and trying desperately to get up, uttering gurgling noises while one of the cats was choking him with a bite in his throat and the other three teared and pulled him slowly down to the ground, already greedily licking the salty sweat from his back...
After endless minutes the man finally collapsed with trembling muscles... a last croaking left his mouth, his legs thrashed the dust of the savannah while he got pinned down by the relentless hunters... the flailing of his legs got slower and slower, a last convulsive shudder ran through his body...
He was so much more and better flesh than the weak and emaciated slaves... Not junk food, but hunk food.
First large work done in 2014. Created in "DAZ-Studio 4.6 Pro", "Look at my Hair 1.5" and "Hexagon 2.5".
Render Time: 95 hrs., 19 min., 57 sec. Original resolution: Deadly 7500x4218 pixel, Aspect-ratio: 16:9
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