Micaela had a saucy Tinder hook-up tonight, but on the walk over she spied a juicy opportunity to score a quick snack that she refused to pass on. The peckish woman seizing the initiative, as she skirted into a dark alley to indulge in an enticingly inviting predation situation. A startled squawk the most the unsuspecting quail girl could muster, before with a few confident chugs her entire body transitioned down Micaela’s tight throat. The wriggling woman going down smooth, as her fluffy feathers effortlessly glided down the feline’s gullet with but a handful of rolling gulps. The headfirst method of egress into her oesophagus allowing the feline to use the natural grain of the woman’s plumage to pack her down in a streamlined fashion, and before long the swift snarfing had ended with a satisfied belch.

The appetite-driven affair playing out without incident bar a frantic if easily suppressed kerfuffle, as Micaela wolfed down an entire lady-worth of lunchmeat in short order. The impromptu ingestion playing to the bread-and-butter advantages of a grab and gulp, as aside from some scared squawking from her slurped-down snack, the quivering quail did little to stop the cat girl from consuming her. The whimpering avian powerless against the hunger of the experienced predator, and before long the bolted-down bird was but a wriggling bulge broiling in the full feline’s belly. A satisfied belch capping off the encounter, leaving a now engorged Micaela to continue her commute, meal in tow, as based on the saucy DM’s she had been sending last night she was sure her date wouldn’t mind her wriggling plus one.

This intuitive assumption proving correct,  as her casual mention of enjoying a rabbit girl meal here, and a mouse boy snack there had been more than enough to get the guy she was chatting with riled up.  The way she casually talked about her proficiency in packing away a pleading morsel without problems turning him on to no end, so there was little surprise he was instantly pitching a tent in his pants when he answered the door. The unplanned three-way a good way to add a fun flourish of fetish fuel to the planned Netflix and chill,  as the stifled squirming of her safely stowed supper would hopefully persist all through what was sure to be hot-blooded sex.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t all smooth sailing though, as the feisty female flesh sagging her stomach stubbornly refused to simply settle down and melt away into a nutritious chyme, creating an awkward and wobbling weight that tenaciously twitched within her distended midriff. If Micaela was a little less experienced bleating bumbling might have upset her churning gut, but for now it was little more than a quaint quivering. Instead, the bigger issue was how her substantial serving of mewling meat was resting against her other organs, as the softening shape of the quivering quail was now pressing pleasurably against the cat girl’s more erogenous innards.

The mass of her marinating dinner pinching against the top of her reproductive tract with a pleasurable pressure as the blurbling kitty guts tried to grind down the copious amount of food it had been gluttonously gifted. The stewing woman’s flesh would soon be churned like bubbling butter, as the quail girl’s curvaceous contours fizzled away to a simmering soup of molten mush. The gut audibly gurgling at the thought of the greasy girl gravy it would soon be brewing, though for the time being the entombed woman was still vigorously struggling against the slimy walls of her stifling surroundings.
Not like Micaela minded these pathetic protests, as in truth it just made what was to come kinkier. Perhaps she had scooped up her feast of female flesh at an inopportune time,  but right now all she cared for was the rough rutting she was about to receive. Her loose-fitting clothes long since falling to the floor, as she stripped with a slow sensualness, so that she could savour the yearning stare of her gawking lover like the long drag of a quality cigar. Her flaunting frame basking under his gaze, as she clambered onto her bed, to rest her distended middle upon the sheets with a slosh squish. The weight of her body pressing down generating a stifled squeak from her compacted supper, as she presented herself ready to be fucked absolutely senseless.

 A blush spreading over her cheeks, as though she doubted the rampant fornication would help ease her tummy ache, she knew she would enjoy the passionate process. A fire burning between her legs that could only be lustfully quenched by the parting thrust of a throbbing cock, and the intense intimacy that would follow. Micaela not sure how long the quail curled up in her bloated belly would last, but she knew the frightened fidgeting of her food would add a rare spice to this salacious session. The only concern now being if what was left of her lunch would flush the morning after, but for now, the feline just wanted to enjoy the moment, so with a wriggle of her hips and a suggestive smile they began….

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On a way to a date she snagged on Tinder, Micaela spotted an opportunity to indulge her appitite, when she saw a mouthwateringly gulpable quail girl step into a side alley. A few swift swallows later, and the feline had a plus one for her little hookup...

A Lemon for one of my patreons  PancakeBebop, who wanted a story to go along with a piece they got from  TresLeches . This one
again featuring their catgirl called Micaela, this time sporting a squirming swelling in her stomach to help spice up some sex...

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