Greg thought he was the slickest man in town when Heather asked to be his girlfriend--and of course he'd told the elephant giantess yes! Score! Most humans were terrified of anthros; his friends all told him he'd end up eaten or squished, that the animal giants saw humans as bugs...he'd laughed. The plump pachyderm woman was wrapped around his finger, he was in no danger.

Heck, he even bedded two other ladies on the side for some variety. Heather was great, and her gigantic rear was a sight to see, but a man needed some variety. She didn't know them, so she wouldn't find out.

...Except she did. Turned out the women all went to the same deli for lunch and met up by chance. Now he had three pissed-off giantesses looming over him, deciding his fate for his little philandering stunt.

Claire, the cow, wants them to take turns sitting on him until he's flat as a pancake, then kick him out of the house if he's still alive...but even now she seems to still think he's cute. She even mentioned "keeping" Greg. To what, massage her hooves?

Tyra, the cat, says they should stop wasting time and just let her eat him. No hesitation, none. She was hurt the most by his cheating, it seemed. Or she was just hungry.

The pair look to Heather to be the one to decide. And she doesn't look forgiving.

Greg wishes he'd listened to his friends.

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