BBRRRAAAPPPPP!!!

Sasha giving a simple squeeze of her core muscles, as she casually bled her packed-away prey of her stale air supply with a moist toot. The stuffed snow leopard savouring the warm sensation of the fetid fart flowing out of her pert pucker, in a drawn-out puff of putrid air, as her stern body cavity contracted around the squirming figure of her wriggling one-night stand. The compressing clench from the caustic cavity containing her quivering quarry more than sufficient to snuff out any real resistance from the writhing woman within the curvy cat’s misshapen midriff.

The worried worming growing ever weaker, as Sasha smugly relished the sensation of her sizable snack beginning to slowly succumb to the punishing pressures of her groaning gut. The caustic chemical bath already burning the succulent skin of her protesting passenger with a simmering sizzle, as brutal enzymes cruelly etched a painful path through the whining woman’s peachy epidermis. The voluptuous vixen powerless to prevent the potent peptides eating away at her exterior, as a grotty glazing of acrid gastric phlegm seemed to coat every conceivable facet of her buxom body. Every inch of her fur matted down by the oily secretions, as the churning chamber continued to lather the corrosive cocktail into the marinating fox’s thinning fur.

The steady grinding from the gut gradually rubbing the wiggling woman raw, as the pungent puddle she had been forced to wallow in began to steadily eat away at the constitution of her buttery soft tissues. The suffocating squishing of gastric sleeve too much for the filling fox, and it only took a few moments for the mashing massage to transform the female’s frantic flailing, into little more than a feeble fidget. The rapid transition from spirited spasms to waning twitches not unexpected though, as it was next to impossible to fight back if you were struggling to breathe within the drowning depths of a dank digestive tract.

The lounging feline just stroking the stifled silhouette of her distraught dinner, as she mulled the meek motions of her frightened feast of female flesh desperately trying to push back against the smothering clutches of her sweltering stomach. The fox failing to muster anything meaningful from the cramped fetal fold she had been forced to curl into within the economical embrace of the skin-tight sack of macerating muscle. The bassy backdoor belch just spurring a confused convulsion out of the gulped girl, as in her disorientated state it was not hard to force the fumbling fox to accept her lot in life as little more than a heavy indulgence of curvaceous calories.

The vivacious vixen bucking out a few bumbling kicks, but with her feisty figure tucked up tight, there was little she could do other than tuck her head in and let nature take its course. Sasha paying no mind to the muffled mewls of her opinionated meal, as nothing the soon to be metabolized meat could pathetically mutter mattered at this point. The shuddering stimuli putting a sadistic smile on Sasha’s face, as she detected a faint whiff of her passenger’s perfume on the festering fumes that had just tickled over her tailhole like a billowing breeze.

The reclining moggy vaguely remembering that her thrashing treat had been named Sherry, not like that little titbit of information was worth anything, now that the woman was well on her way to being a protein-rich pulp pushing through the powerful predator’s plumbing. The woman well on her way to being baked into a greasy brown bowel movement, as a few confident swallows and a couple of hours brewing in the bloated belly would be more than enough to convert the whimpering vulpine into a creamy coil of steaming crap. The fizzling fluid of former female sure to ferment into a chocolatey complexion during her terminal trajectory towards Sasha’s tailstar, as the complaining canine was rendered down into a thick turd of fresh fertilizer.

This fate as future faeces coming as a shock to the now stowed fox, as she was still in shock after how fast seemingly innocent evening had ended with a trip down a throbbing throat. The outgoing lass taken off guard, as flirtatious small talk and a few drinks at the bar quickly resulted in her finding an interested party eager to hook up with her for a carnal night of frisky fun and lewd lovemaking. The accommodating receptiveness to her advances but a ruse though, and no sooner where they in the bedroom did the buxom babe bolt her down, and cap off her consumptive conquest with a raunchy burp of satisfied wind. Sasha just doing what came naturally to her, which invariably meant that she ended her trystful quickie with a wet eructation of sated gastric gas.

The swollen cat just cradling her pleading partner, as the disorientated vixen slipped into a suffocating spasm, that swiftly bumbled into a heaving convulsion as Sherry began to drown in the damp depths of her devourer. The overloaded organ encapsulating the jittering mass of feminine flesh already gurgling aggressively, as it geared up to melt the nutritious woman down into her more agreeable base components. Past predations teaching Sasha that it would not be long until Sherry was sloshing within her stomach as little more than a passive slurry of slushed biomass. The simmering soup of stewing gore dissolving into an ever-diminishing deadweight as the languishing lady liquidated into just a bubbling broth of well-mixed meatball of assorted viscera. The marinading meatloaf rounding out, before inevitably draining through the feline’s winding intestines, as what little of worth was sapped from the Sherry slop.

All it took was a final fibrous crunch to start the process, as something important suddenly buckled within the fox’s frail frame, prompting a final erratic jerk out of Sasha’s stubborn snack. A few more creaking pops ringing out, as the taut tummy trembled slightly, before compacting, causing some of the less sturdy pieces of Sherry’s skeleton to cave under the punishing pressure of the tensing gastric sleeve. The woman only able to give a token tremble, before with a shiver she slacked off and capitulated to the sour snare of the stomach surrounding her. The shudders just making the swell she made sway quaintly, before Sasha let out a final small gurk, as she voided the shallow lungful that had been her defeated dinner date’s last breath. The waft of anoxic atmosphere also containing the meagre remains of the limited oxygen Sherry had managed to smuggle down the gullet with her, in the few rolling gulps it had taken to wolf her down.

The few breathfulls simply insufficient to sustain her existence, and it had only prolonged her life for a couple of excruciating minutes, allowing her engorged devourer to pleasurably experience a few more sad shakes before Sherry inevitably gave up the ghost and was replaced by an attractively shaped lump of lunch meat in her betters protruding middle. Sasha just giving her spherical stomach a slow smug pat, as she took in the lingering tang of her heavy helping as though the extinguished life was little more than a fine wine. The aftertaste just as pleasant as the fox had thumped over her tonsils as little more than a bawling bulge oozing down her oesophagus. Such interest in the ingested soon shifting though, as with a yawn Sasha lay back and got comfortable, in preparation to let the food coma sweep in so that she could sleep off the delightful banquet that had been her one-time engagement. Sherry just meat to be mulched at this point, well that and a morning trip to the toilet, to let out the coil of colon clay that would surely be incessantly knocking on the leopard’s backdoor. Not like Sasha minded though, as this was far from the first time, she had had to dump a well-digested dinner date, all she could hope was that this batch of hazel lady logs would be smooth on her sphincter on the way out….


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When Sherry met a very attractive snow leopard at the club she though she was going to have a very fun night. Unfortunately for the vixen Sasha's kiss soon enveloped her entire head, and then some, as a few strong swallows was all it took to reduce the startled canine to a lively lump in the ravenous cat's swollen stomach...

A patreon reward lemon done for Bebop, who wanted a story to go with the image they commissioned from Sqwern ( https://ych.commishes.com/user/sqwern ). Hopefully they enjoy this smutty story, as it was quite fun to do a short detour from my normal equine fare ;)

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