Carefully replacing the grate that concealed her earlier entrance, and now subsequent exit, from the prying eyes of Museum Security; The thief retrieved the object of her hunt from it’s hiding place, nestled in between the healthy globes decorating her chest underneath her leotard. The gem shimmered brilliantly, even in the shadows of the industrial sector her escape route had brought her to. This was the third time she had hit this particular museum, each time leaving it one valuable exhibit less for her trouble-along with a steadily decreasing supply of guards to stall her efforts. Prior to her first excursion, the number of security officers on loan to the center of cultural artifacts numbered only ten-not enough to really be considered heavy security, but more than enough to dissuade any would be vandals. Now, after her third visit-that number had dropped down to four-though only one being the subject of tonight’s removal; an unlucky recruit, sent to the skeleton shift for his lack of work experience-only to gain knowledge of an entirely different sort, on a tour of the prodigal bat burglar’s digestive tract.

Using this time to catch her breath, now clear of the cramped environment of the combined power and ventilation tunnels-the vents had been significantly more difficult to climb through the second time, no doubt due to the substantial increase in her size between trips; Rouge returned the gem to it’s ‘compartment’ for the walk home. It would be much faster to simply fly back to her hideout-but it would also be much more conspicuous; it was a known factor that the culprit of many of the city’s recent high profile robberies was a bat-she suspected they even knew it was her in particular, just without sufficient evidence to convict her of the thefts-and making to the skies would be an easy way to find herself locked up, or worse. Not to mention, the aftereffects of her heists was starting to take it’s toll on her figure-she was reaching the point where sustained flight required a great deal more effort than she cared to exert at the moment.

Sticking to the back alleys, Rouge felt herself shake and quiver during her stride-the enormous swell of her belly, despite it’s size, still unable to be seen past her improved bustline. That didn’t prevent her from hearing the sounds emanating from her gut, however; it’s occupant long since neutralized, the majority of their body added to her own. The nature of her profession prevented her any opportunity to determine or affect the quality of her meals, and often found herself consuming them fully garbed and conscious-and usually much larger than herself. Her insides still groaned and gurgled around the sloshing remnants of their form within-acids desperately trying to soak through and dissolve the wadded uniform balled up in her bowels, and allow what amount of the seeping mixture hadn’t already been absorbed to flood into her intestines. Only three intrusions into her schedule and she already weighed more than five times her original weight; the dense nature of the human guards the museum preferred to employ meant that anytime she broke in she was guaranteed to nearly double her heft by the time she escaped.

The acids eventually won out over the button up shirt lodged in her bowels, and the rest of the chyme was free to sink lower into her guts-finally relieving her of the uncomfortable sensation that often followed her for hours after a successful extraction. However, no matter how accustomed her digestive organs may become, there will always be some things too awkward or sturdy to simply let pass-and law enforcement loved to cover their members with junk that always failed to smoothly transition between the bat’s organs. The pleasant feeling of relief after dealing with the blockage was interrupted by a second pressure, rising upwards this time! Stopping, and stepping further into the alleyway, the gravid thief paused to let whatever was working it’s way up her esophagus back into the world.

BwOooORp~!

Her cheeks bulged unpleasantly, and lips parted as the force of ejection pushed the offending object past her tongue. Grimacing at the stinging aftertaste of the acid washed item, she wiped the drool from her chin and regarded what appeared to be a surprisingly intact security cap-complete with shiny badge, polished by her digestive fluids. Confused at how she could have swallowed that, even without any time to strip her quarry-her thoughts were interrupted again by a second upheaval, this time one that had her bending forward some from the odd sensation in her throat.

OooUuRp~!

If she’d thought the cap was peculiar, the next item left her absolutely flabbergasted; a night stick, complete with it’s long leather chain, shot out of her mouth like a javelin-clattering to the ground with a wet thunk! Following the baton was a much smaller object-what looked to be a badge of some sorts-which bounced off her breasts in a comical arc before disappearing into the shadows of the dingy alleyway. Rouge blinked at the small pile of affects littered before her for a moment, shaking her head in exasperation at her own behavior before continuing on her way-mindful of any other surprises she may have unwittingly gulped down during her escapades-it wouldn’t do to leave her stomach full of random junk.

At least she’d been able to burp up most of the larger of her stomach contents, she pondered, passing them would not have been something to look forward to…



This is, hopefully, the first in a sort of mini chronology centered around Rouge during her life as a master thief. It’s going to be set in its own separate universe, and mostly consist of short vignettes based on scenarios I thought would be fun to explore. The image itself was originally a Patreon Reward sketch done for me by GrindaViking, which I then lined and had coloured by Rovdyr (with a few effects and other misc things by me). I’m hoping to make this the standard for this ‘series’, since I love Grinda’s style of character work-and I want to preserve that while still having fun lining them with a bit of my own flavour as well!

Original Sketch by: @GrindaViking
Lines & Effects by: @BFurson
Colours & Shading by: @LauraIsLate

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