“I picked a hell of a time to come here.”  The thylacine said shaking her head a little as she looked out the window of her room, red eyes looking at the snow that had fallen and the snow that was still falling.  The marsupial shrugged as she turned and walked back to the bed that was in her room and sat down before flopping back.  “Nothing like getting stuck in the snow at the cabin.

Willow had thought that it would be a good idea to get away from everything and up to a small cabin in the mountains.  It was more of a small mansion that had been turned into a small, maybe three family hotel.  She had seen something in the weather about a big storm coming in, and that there would be a good bit of snow falling, she forgot how many inches that they had mentioned, but she had thought and hoped that if it did do something that it wouldn’t be bad enough to knock out the power or worse…  Trap them there, but her luck wasn’t that good this time, her and the two other families and a few staff members had ended up getting stuck there, but at this point they still had power.

She pulled her phone from her pocket and started looking through a few things before going to a weather app, and grimacing a little at the sight of the report.  “Well isn’t that just great.”  She said shaking her head a little, seeing that they were calling for more snow, meaning that there was a growing chance that they wouldn’t be getting out of her anytime.  This brought up a few worries for the thylacine, namely her worrying about the place running out of food and if that happens, things would turn bad and fast.

With a little huff she pushed herself up off of the bed and starting to her door and out.  The building was set up with a main room that was open to the first floor and second, the bedrooms on the second floor, one on one side, the bigger, more expensive one, and then two smaller ones on the other side.  She had ended up on the side with two, and thankfully the walls were thick or her neighbor wasn’t all that loud.  Looking over the railing, she could see the other visitors, one of them, the skunk girl that was in the room next to her looked up to see her, motioning for her to come down.  She made the short trip around the balcony and then down the steps to the little meeting that was going on.

“I take it, you’ve looked at the weather?”  The skunk asked, Chatin, if the thylacine remembered right.  “If not, you might want to.”

“Sadly I did look at it.”  She said shaking her head a little, “so…  Who are we eating first?”  Willow said half joking and giggling a little.

“I don’t know, if we end up getting as much snow as their talking about, we might be stuck here for a little while…  A little longer than we have the food to deal with.”  One of the other people spoke up shaking his head a little as he put his arm around his girlfriend's shoulders.

“Well it looks like that wasn’t so much a joke now.”  Willow said with a little snicker, “but I don’t think that we have to worry about something like that coming up…  I’d like to think that there are some kind of emergency supplies or something around here and worse comes to worse one of us can head out to try and get back to the city or go hunting.”  She said with a little shrug.

“I don’t think that any of us brought a gun or anything like that, and trying to walk back to the city might be a little worse than starving.”  The male wolf said shaking his head a little.

“Well you know, if it comes down to it, I think that I’d rather take my chances out in the snow.”  The thylacine said shaking her head a little.  “I mean I spend most of my time in a chair, working in a lab and I think that I could handle it…”

“I just hope that it doesn’t get as bad as they say it is.”  The female canin said shaking her head, “I don’t think that I could live through being trapped here or anything like that.”

“If it comes down to it, and I don’t think that it is, we will just have to pool our smarts and resources and we can get through this.”  Chatin said smiling, trying to make things a little better, just getting shrugs out of the others.

“She’s right.”  Willow said turning to walk away from the group.  “I have phone calls to make.”  She said heading back to her room.  She didn’t really have any calls to make, but she just wanted to get away from the others, she was starting to get hungry and she tended to get even more grouchy when that happened.

Pushing the door closed behind her, sliding down it till she was sitting on the floor and letting out a sigh, a paw coming to rest on her belly that was grumbling a little.  It was clear that she was hungry despite the food that they had the night before.  She let out a huff as she got up and opened her door to look out and see that the group had cleared up and seemed to have gone back to their room.  Smiling, she stepped out and started walking towards the stairs and down to the first floor and then off to the kitchen and dining room.

Stepping through the doors, she didn’t see anyone at the tables in the dining room so she stopped at the door to the kitchen, looking in to see the two poor cooks that were stuck here with them.  She licked her lips at the sight of the male wolf, lean and strong looking, along with the female deer, a little more on the short and chubby side.  Willow was practically drooling at the sight of the two, images of biting into them and tearing them apart dancing in her head.

“Oh.”  Willow said, her smile growing at the sight of the wolf walking off and the deer going into the freezer.  This was her chance, she slipped into the kitchen and snuck up  to the freezer, grabbing something nearby to wedge it into the handle to trap her in, before heading after the male that was heading into the dry food storage.  She was a little surprised that things were falling so well.

“Hey, you can’t be back here!”  The wolf said shaking his head a little at the sight of the thylacine.  “I know you lot are worried about us having food for the storm, and it’s like I told the others, we have food.”  

“Oh, I’m not worried about me not having enough food…  I’m looking at some nice, lean meat now.”  Willow said licking her chops as she pushed the door closed behind her.  “It’s a little raw and still kicking, but that’s how I like it.”  She said starting to walk up to the male.

“Look lady, I don’t know what you’re on, but you need to leave.  Whatever you’re up to isn’t funny.”  The wolf said taking a few steps back before bumping into one of the rather sparse shelves.  “I don’t want to have to hurt you or anything when I forcefully remove you.”

“You hurt me…  That’s kinda cute that you think that you can.”  Willow said with a giggle as she kept walking closer, stopping just out of the range of him swinging on her.  “Oh, and there’s no point in yelling for your tasty coworker, she's a little busy cooling off.”

“What did you do to her!”  The wolf barked out before trying to push past the thylacine to get to there door, only to end up on the floor thanks to her sticking her leg out and causing him to trip.  Within a second of him hitting the floor, she was laying on him, using her inhuman strength to pin him down.  The wolf was stronger than she thought, meaning she had to put some actual work into pinning him down and holding him like that.

“I haven’t done anything to her yet…  Well depending on how you look at me locking her in the freezer.”  She said, leaning in and starting to sniff at the wolf’s neck, shoulder and face.  “You know…  It sucks when your dinner comes in such a nice wrapper that you have to tear off.”  She said as she started biting at the uniform shirt that the male was wearing, trying not to bite into him too much.

The thylacine took her time once she got what she wanted of the male’s shoulder and neck exposed, licking and playfully nipping at it before just biting down on it.  There was something about the feeling of her fangs cutting into flesh and muscle, the hot taste of the blood that starts to pour from the wounds, it all served to work her into a feeding frenzy and sometimes into a breeding frenzy depending on her mood.

Willow remembered the first few bites of her dinner, starting off by practically chewing on his shoulder, knowing that there weren't too many big blood vessels there.  As the taste of meat and blood filled her muzzle, the intoxicating nature of it clouding her mind, she went in for the kill.  Strong jaws filled with teeth clamping down on the wolf’s neck, getting another few screams out of him that quickly turned to gurgles and then nothing as he finally faded.  One last bite was the last thing that she remembered before waking back up in her room, full, happy, and way more aroused than she should be.  She wanted a nap after all of that, and that's what she ended up taking.

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It was dark when she woke up, rolling onto her side and looking out the window to see the darkness and snowy outlines in the distance.  Scooting to the side of the bed and sitting up with a stretch, she looked at the clock, it was only ten, it was going to be a long night.  She did try to ignore the thoughts and needs that she was dealing with, her body wanting to find someone that would make for a good host for her eggs, someone that would be a good source of food for the little monsters that hatch.

“Mmmmh there is that pair…  The wolf and canine…”  Willow thought to herself as a paw found it’s way between her legs, starting to rub a little nub right about were a male’s sheath would be.  “But, I would have to get rid of both of them, and that might look a little...bad.”  She said flopping back into bed, still rubbing and teasing herself a little.  “Ooooh there is that cute skunk girl…  I bet she will wiggle and struggle.”  She said getting up and stretching a little.

The thylacine was purring to herself as she was walking around her room, getting dressed in something a little more decent than a pair of panties and a t-shirt.  The whole time that she was getting dressed and heading out the door, her mind was busy thinking about the skunk, her strange fur coloring and how that would come out with the hatchlings, wondering if they would have the same or similar markings and coloring.  The idea of breeding with such a one of a kind creature wasn’t helping Willow get her arousal under any kind of control when she got to the door and knocked on it.

“Hey Chatin, you in there?”  Willow asked, smiling and little as she heard movement on the other side of the door before it opened, the skunk standing there, dressed and ready for bed.  “I didn’t wake you up or anything did I?”  She asked with a little head tilt, trying her best to hide her excitement.

“No, nothing like that, I was just laying around the room reading a little, anything to keep my mind off the snow and being stuck here.”  She said letting the thylacine in and closing and locking the door behind her.

“Reading anything interesting?”  Willow asked as she walked into the main part of the room, looking around a little and taking in the sight of the larger suit.  “Wow, I kinda feel bad that I didn’t get a room like this…  I guess there’s next year.”

“I don’t know if I would come back…  Not in the winter, and spending a few weeks looking at weather patterns and things like that.”  The skunk said shaking her head a little as she came to sit on the edge of the large bed.

“You know…  I know something that could help you keep your mind off of the snow.”  The marsupial said, smiling and licking her lips a little before turning to face her friend.  “It might be a little weird and all that, but it’s really neat little medical mystery that I know about.”  She said walking closer to the seated skunk.

“I’m down for anything, especially a good mystery.”  She said, leaning back on the bed, getting a little more comfortable, smiling softly at the thylacine that was now staring in front of her.

“Ok, so this is going to seem a little weird, but just follow what I say and I will show you something.”  The thylacine said smiling softly, “so this is a weird phenomenon…  First lay back, arms over your head, close your eyes.”  She said watching the cute skunk girl doing what she was told.  “Ok, now close your eyes and start counting.”

As the skunk started counting up as Willow started quickly and quietly wiggling out of her clothes, letting them fall into a pile.  She shivered as she stepped closer, her paw starting to rub that small sheath like spot again, something that looked like a cock tip poking out of it

“You’re going to feel me getting up on the bed, keep your eyes closed and counting.”  Willow said as she climbed onto the bed, looking down at the counting skunk, a little caught off guard that it was turning out to be this easy to trick her.  “Ok.  Your going to feel me touching you, just keep counting.”

This was going too easy, she thought as she took a deep breath, getting ready to pounce.  She counted to herself as she got ready.  In one fluid motion, she pounced down onto the skunk, one paw coming to rest on her muzzle to keep her from making too much sound, the moment that the skunk felt this, her eyes snapped about and started struggling against the thylacine that was pinning her down with far more ease that she should be able to.

“You know…  I like it when cuties like you struggle.”  She said smiling, purring a little as she looked the skunk in the eyes.  “Specially cuties like you that are so different…  You don’t see makings and colorations like this.”  She said shivering a little, “I’m going to move my hand from your muzzle…  You scream, I will snap your neck like a twig.”  Willow said, her paw moving from Chatin’s muzzle to her throat and holding there.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”  Chatin gasped out, feeling the paw around her throat tightening a little as a threat to her getting too loud.  “And I don’t think being kinky and wanting to have rough sex is a medical mystery.”

“Oh I know that, the wild, kinky sex is just extra.”  She said smiling and licking her lips a little before motioning down to her naked body, namily what was poking out between her legs.  “Ever since that ‘accident’ in the lab, I noticed a few changes in me, nothing short of a medical mystery.”  She said using her hand to push back the sheath, revealing more of the strange cock like thing.  It looked kind of like something that you would see between a male thylacine’s legs, but there was something more alien about it.  It was longer and a bit more slender and sported what looked like a pair of knots instead of the one normal to cane and canine like species.  One knot near the tip, about an inch down the shaft and the other sitting at the base, other than that it was a featureless tool of breeding.

“I don’t think that being a herm… Or trans is all that much of a medical mystery.”  Chatin said with a little snicker, gasping a little as she felt the paw tightening around her neck, though not totally cutting off her air flow.  “Though, it is a weird looking cock…  But that could be normal for a thylacine.”  She said between gasps for air, feeling herself becoming more and more aroused at the fact that there was a pretty sexy thylacine pinning her down and choking her out little by little.  The skunk let out a moan as she felt the paw tightening around her throat a little more, causing her to wiggle a bit.

“You know, you’re a bit of a mystery, you’re the first person that has liked this kinda thing.”  Willow smiled as she pressed the tip against her lover’s slit.  “I guess that you know that you’re about to be given a blessing, the highest blessing that I can give someone.”  She said, hints of mania tainting her voice a little.  “Just think…  You will be a mother to the next generation of the apex predators…  To true evolution.”  She hissed out as she leaned in, smiling at the skunk’s lips turning blue.  “You know what…  Scream and fight all you want…  I want this to be more fun.”

“Wha…  What if the others hear you?”  The skunk huffed out as she felt her lover’s grip loosening.  “And if you want to fight, I will give you just that.”

Willow didn’t say anything, only thrusting her hips forward with impressive force, spearing her ‘cock’ right into the skunk’s depts.  Chatin screamed as she felt the searing pain of the long, hard spire of flesh forcing into her un-prepared body.  The screaming moans coming from the skunk only served to arouse the beast that was Willow, though she showed some restraint as she held there, nice and deep, deep to the point that her tip had jabbed right through her lover’s cervix.

“You know…  You say that like I’m worried about you fighting back…  You’re just a soft little skunk.”  Willow let out a growling moan, pulling her hips back till only the tip was left in her and slammed in, starting to breed her captive.  “You know, you’re lucky, you’re not going to end up like the wolf and deer that worked in the kitchen, or like how that other couples are going to end up.”  She said leaning in, her breath blowing against the skunk’s neck.  “That two in the kitchen were pretty tasty, though they wouldn’t have made good breed stock like you…  God just thinking of their  flesh and blood, it just makes me want to breed you more.”  She said in a hissy whisper as she opened her muzzle and ever so lightly let her teeth tease and graze her lover’s neck.

“What....  You didn’t do anything like that.”  The skunk whined out as she was so brutally fucked and worked over by the monster of a thylacine.  “You can be rough and all that, but I don’t think that you would have killed and eaten someone.”  Chatin said, a little panic in her voice before she let out a painful moan as she felt Willow biting down, blood starting to seep out of the wounds her fangs had caused.

Between the worry and strange fear that the things Willow had told her, and the feeling of pain in her shoulder, caused new strength to flare up in her.  The rush of pain seemed to awaken her survival instincts, something in her mind telling her if what Willow had said was true, forcing herself onto her, the rough, but sexy handling of her, and the talk of the blessing, there could be more to the thylacine than she first thought.  Chatin started struggling, less playfully and more worried, showing that if it was true, that she wasn’t going to be an easy prey for the monster that was on her.  She started hissing and scratching at the monster that was pinning her down.

“I like it when they fight.”  She said, sitting back a little, showing off her blood stained muzzle.  “Keep fighting…  Keep screaming…  I want to hear your pain…  I want to know that my eggs and ovipoitioner is ripping you open.”  She hissed before grabbing the skunk’s hips, ignoring the attacks from her.  The feeling of the claws scratching, fists hitting her, and even the feeling of a hand pulling her hair only made her want it more.  With a growl, she went right back to slamming herself into her ‘lover’, moaning as she felt the heat of her depths mixed with the leaking blood that was helping keep things moving smoothly.

Chatin kept fighting, hissing and screaming in hopes that someone, if there was anyone that was left, would come running in and get Willow of her and somewhat save her from the faite that was shoulder with.  The screaming and fighting soon started dying down as she was fucked so brutally by the thylacine, whimpering and whining when she would feel the knot pressing against her hole, threatening to rip her open more.

“Awww, what’s the matter?”  Willow asked, looking down at her lover.  “Did someone tire themselves out?  I guess I will have to work to get a few more screams out of you.”  She said smiling and licking her lips as she pulled back, leaving the tip of inside of her.  “Here it comes.”  She growled out as she slammed her hips forward and in one painful, fluid motion she forced her knots into her breeding bitch. 

Chatin let out a scream that could have woken the dead as she felt the knots popping into place.  The one at the tip of the strange thing pushing through her cervix and swelling up a little as the other worked to rip her opening up as it slammed in and swole up.  That was just a little taste of the upcoming pain that she was going to be dealing with.  The skunk let out another scream as she felt Willow pulling and yanking her hips back, forcing the knots out of their holes.  

“What's the matter?  Feel like I’m ripping your guts out?  Feel like I’m tearing you apart from the inside?”  She laughed as she kept slamming her knots in and yanking them right back out, Chatin could feel them getting bigger each time that they would pop in.  “If you think that hurts, just wait till the eggs that I’m about to leave in you hatch and start eating their way out, but don’t worry I will be right here when it happens, telling you what a good mother you are, and how you’re helping expand my species.”

The skunk opened her muzzle to say something, though the only thing that came out was a scream as she felt the mean marsupial biting down on her shoulder again, shredding the flesh with her teeth.  She weakly struggled as she felt the knots popping in but not out, she could feel them swelling up, filling her so full that she was sure that she was going to be ripped wide open.

There was a moment of something close to peace, well as peaceful as someone could be after being bruitally bred and chewed on.  Chatin felt something hot and thick spilling into her with each twitch of the cock that was in her, only a few splashes before she thought that one of the knots had started moving down the shaft, heading right for her cream stuffed womb, it was the eggs that Willow talked about.  

She wanted to fight, she wanted to get away somehow, but the feeling of the knots in her and the eggs that were moving into her depths and landing in her with a wet little thud just seemed to sap her strength and will to keep trying.  All that she could do was lay there, stuck to her twisted lover and count the eggs popping into her.  More and more they would fill her, to the point that she felt herself stretching.  It wasn’t to bad at first, but the pressure and need started getting worse and worse.

“There’s too many.”  She weakly whined out, paws moving down to hold her belly, wincing a bit as her fingers danced lightly over the taut flesh.

“Oh I’m sure that you can handle it.” Willow said snickering as her paws wrapped around her lover’s throat and started tightening.  “You know….  You’re looking a little worn out.”  She said as she kept her grip nice and tight, cutting off any chance of her breathing.  Slowly Chatin’s vision started to darken around the edges before it started spreading, it didn’t take long before she was passing out and then out like a light.

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Slowly the world started coming back to her, light creeping in as she started waking up.  As she laid there for a moment, the events playing out in her sleepy mind.  It all seemed to wild and out there to be real, it had to be a dream or something like that, there’s no way that Willow would do something like that, she’s a doctor, she wanted to help people…  Not do that.  Not to mention  that there was just no way that a thylacine could or would lay eggs.

“Fuck!”  The skunk hissed out as she sat up, a paw reaching up to her shoulder to message the stabbing pain that was shooting through her shoulder only to draw away at the feel of the bandage that was wrapped around her.  “What the fuck?!”  She asked as she threw the blankets to the side, finding that she had been cleaned up, and patched up a little, but her belly was swollen.  She tried to tell herself that it had to be something else, that there is just no way that a thylacine could lay eggs in her like that, but her round, somewhat lumpy belly told her otherwise.

“Well good morning to you.”  A voice called out, causing the skunk to turn her head, grimacing at the sight of Willow and the pain that shot through her shoulder.  “I was starting to think that you were going to sleep all day.”

“Let me go.”  Chatin hissed out, watching the marsupial as she walked up to the side of the bed and sat down.  “I don’t know what you did to me, I know that you didn’t lay eggs in me, but you did rape me.”

“Oh sweetie, but I did lay eggs in you.”  Willow said offering the bed bound skunk a glass of water.  “I’m sure you can see that your belly is nice and round…  So full of life, and soon they will start hatching.”

“Willow, stop this!”  Chatin barked out, knocking the water out of her ‘lover’s’ hand.  “You’re a marsupial, a female one at that, you don’t lay eggs.  I don’t know what you did to me or what you put in me, but you need to stop this and get them out of me or tell me what to do to get them out of me.”

“You know, I didn’t think that I starved your brain of that much oxygen.”  She said with a little snicker.  “Yes I’m a thylacine, a marsupial, but I’m also a lot more than that.”  She said looking down at the puddle of water.  “And the only way that they are coming out is through cutting them out, or them hatching.  When they hatch, there will be a bloodbath…  Like little sharks, they will start eating each other, and then eating their way out of you.”  She said reaching out and putting a hand on the skunk’s belly.  “Soon.”

“You know that you’re not going to get away with this right?”  Chatin asked, wincing a little at the feeling of the paw on her belly, spasming a little as she felt something in her moving. 

“Oh but I will.”  Willow said licking her lips a little, “this isn’t my first time doing something like this.  By the time that the snow is melted enough for anyone to get here, I will be long gone and my little babies here will be cleaned up all the mess that I’ve made.”  She said patting the skunk’s swollen gut, shivering a little as she did.  “I just wish that I could have kept you a little longer and bred you a few more times, our kids will be soooo cute.”

“Willow, you really need to stop this.  This isn’t funny anymore…  It never was.  You need help or something…  I will get you the help you need, I won’t press charges or anything like that if you just get some help and get whatever you shoved in me out.”  Chatin said, trying to talk some sense into the marsupial and save herself at the same time.

“Oh, there is no need for something like that, I don’t want…  Or need help.  I’m right where I want to be.”  Willow said rubbing the skunk’s tummy, purring loudly as she watched the taunt flesh starting to move a little, a sure sign that the eggs were starting to hatch.  “And you should be happy that I gave you this blessing, that I let you help me further my species.”

“That’s not…”  Chatin started to say, only to be cut off as she felt a sharp pain pulse through her guts, then another, and another.  Tears started rolling down her cheeks as she felt the waves of pain rushing through her belly from the eggs hatching.  She had no idea how long she was there wiggling and writhing on the bed as they hatched in her, the pain was so strong that it was the only thing that she could think of, she didn’t even notice that Willow had moved up closer and was rubbing her cheek and offering words of comfort and encouragement.

“Look at that…  It’s happening, the miracle of life.”  She said, watching her mate wiggling and whining in pain as her belly shuddered and shook, soon turning into an undulating mass as the eggs hatched and things in them started fighting one another.  

“This can’t be happening.”  The shunk whined out, paws holding her belly as it writhed and twitched much like a large balloon full of snakes.  “What did you do…  It hurts…  Make them stop.”

“Oh sweetie…  There’s no making it stop, not until their done and free.”  Willow said wrapping one arm around her lover, the other moving down to a more naughty place.  The skunk let out another, louder, pained moan as she felt the thylacine’s fingers slamming into her abused cunt, starting to work and pump hard and fast.

Chatin quickly got to the point of being just a mess of screaming and crying in pain from the feeling of the things in her thrashing about as they fought and ate one another, topped off with the feeling of Willow fingering and soon fisting her as she watched her belly deflating a little at the time as the monsters in her killed and ate one another.

In a moment of clarity, Chatin turned to Willow, managing to focus enough through the pain.  “Willow, please don’t let them kill me…  I don’t want to die.”  She whined out, almost immediately doubling over in pain as she felt the things in her starting to thrash around.

The thrashing was accompanied by a feeling of pain, that she could have only described as something eating her from the inside out, which was pretty true at this point.  Willow smiled, knowing just what was happening, she felt the warm, sticky rush pouring out of her love.  She pulled her hand back and started licking at the blood that was staining it.

“Mmmh, look at that, it’s time.  Soon you and I will be a proud momma, I will make sure that the kids know that you died to make sure they had the best start to life with a good meal…  And even feeding me.”  Willow said, as she leaned in and lapping at her cunny, cleaning up some of the blood as she would lick upwards.  She licked a loving little trail from cunt to belly button before opening her muzzle nice and wide and biting down.

Chatin was numb at this point, she could feel the pain of Willow’s teeth biting into her belly along with the little monsters in her, doing the same from the other side.  It had finally sunk in, she finally knew that she wasn’t going to make it out, that she was going to be food for the monsters.  She managed to look down to see Willow digging in and taring chunks out of her, before her eyes went wide as she saw one of the strange things that was implanted in her.

It looked like a weird mix of a slug and a snake, large, long and undulating like a slug would.  Chatin looked on weakly in horror as she watched Willow picking one of them out of her and cradling it in her arms, kissing it on the end and cooing softly at it.  After a moment of holding her bloody newborn, she set it back in the gaping hole that was the skunk’s belly before picking up a second one and doing the same.

“Would you look at that, twins, strong and healthy.”  Willow said smiling and leaning in and kissing her lover on the lips.  “You look so tired…  Sleep sweetie.”  She said before the skunk felt teeth on her neck, then pain fading into nothingness as everything went black.

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The coming papers made mention of the record amounts of snow that blanketed the mountains.  For a time they also ran articles about the missing people that had been trapped in a lodge and seemingly wandered out into the woods around the area and froze to death.  The police and rescue took time to look around the area, once the snow melted and couldn’t find any bodies, chalking it up to wild life getting to the bodies before they could.  There was also an add in the paper, someone was selling their house, looking to move into something that would be good for their growing family.