Nepeta Leijon bounded out of the bushes excitedly and finally reached her destination: the giant castle Vriska called home. She gave a few quick knocks with her knuckles and then stood bristling with excitement. Vriska finally made it down the tumult of stairs and opened the door, surprised to find a friend rather than one of her many enemies.
 
Vriska: Nepeta? What are you doing here?
Nepeta: :33 < It's August eighth! Don't you know what day it is?
Vriska: August 8th?
Vriska: 8th month...
Vriska: 8th...
Vriska: IT'S VRISKA D8Y-
Nepeta: :33 < It's Vore Day, actually
Vriska: hold up what
Nepeta: :33 < Meow, get in >:33
Vriska: W8 NO STO-
 
Was all she managed to get out before Nepeta chomped down on her head, engulfing her face and horns in one bite. She tried to grab at Nepeta's arms as her tongue slurped over every inch of flesh but Nepeta's arms were toned and strong from years of hunting while Vriska had always relied on her psychics. Nepeta made her first gulp and crammed Vriska's whole head down into her maw before unsheathing a claw and slicing through Vriska's shirt (nicking her here and there and drawing drops of blue blood). As Nepeta finished prepping her now nude meal, Vriska was mustering all her mental strength to make Nepeta back off and, in a burst of psyonics, Nepeta froze. Vriska let out a relieved sigh and reached up to grab Nepeta's face to pull her mouth off of herself and pushed with both hands at the sides of the stretched maw. With lightning fast reactions Nepeta's arms shot to Vriska's and pushed them inwards - the sudden strike even overpowering Vriska's robotic prosthetic - before slurping a hard gulp. Vriska screamed at the revelation that her predator had only faked the effectiveness of her control and wriggled in hopes of unclogging her arms and head. Nepeta allowed no such thing and happily gulped along the arms to swallow her shoulders. Vriska's best weapons were now useless and she could only sit in horror as Nepeta happily consumed her. With another gulp Vriska's chest slid up into her maw as Nepeta reached down and grabbed her legs.
Pushing and gulping Nepeta shoved Vriska's stomach into her throat and licked at her nook as she tilted her head back. With gravity forcing her down Nepeta barely had to gulp as Vriska's kicking legs slid themselves down her throat. Finally, Nepeta gave Vriska's feet a last lick before closing her mouth - a trickle of drool slipping out - and gulping, hard.
 
Vriska yelled as she tumbled into the stomach of the catgirl her legs popping through the sphincter and tossing her off balance into the building acid. She panicked and squirmed as she tried to keep herself out of the pool of acid and screamed for help. Reaching in her modus for anything that could help her.
Nepeta let out a belch and licked her paws purring at the delicious flavour of her blue blood meal. Compared to the wild game she normally hunted she definitely found bigger, more sentient meals tastier. She entered Vriska's castle, lugging her big belly up the stairs, and found a bedroom to lounge in. Laying on her belly jolted her stomach and caused another, much more violent, belch that brought up a few of Vriska's hairs and her broken glasses. She purred and hugged her swollen stomach.
The jostling had shaken Vriska up enough to throw her into the acid and the sudden belch had robbed her of all the free space she had had, pinning her down. As her hands started tingling in the acid she finally remembered her die. It would take a very lucky roll to get out of here directly but hopefully she could do enough to make Nepeta sick and make her spit her up. She just barely had room to roll them: 2 4 6 1 3 5 7 3.
Nepeta suddenly felt a massive push from her stomach as the magical die summoned something. The stretching pushed out her stomach as it more than doubled in size (and Nepeta already wasn't a big girl so it was now over thrice her size) The new mass was squirming too and it forced another burp - this one filled with brown fur and a blue d8 - out of her. The Weasel Of Unusual Size that Vriska had summoned ran out of energy quickly - it was adapted for quick bursts of Freaking The Fuck Out not sustained struggling - but it had done it's damage and Vriska was missing one of her die. Even if she had them all the Weasel had taken up so much space in the stomach (that had gotten even smaller with the last burp) that she probably couldn't roll them. At least it had pushed her away from the acid pool but that would likely only save her for a short while as more acid was secreted and it was slowly digested.
Nepeta felt her stomach a little to make sure there was no other ways for her meals to disturb her and, certain that Vriska's computer was stuck outside her belly, she curled up and went to sleep with a satisfied purr.
 
Over the next few hours the weasel barely made any noise as it's body softened and the rising acid broke it apart into meaty weasel slop. As a large slurp of the mush slid into Nepeta's intestines, it's bones slid apart and Vriska fell into the pool below, now feet deep with slop and acid. The sudden fall reinvigorated Vriska's panic as the acid burned at her exhausted body but her struggles only served to coat her in more acid and make her napping predator let out a soft burp. Vriska's last moments came a few hours later after she had lost most feeling and simply watched her body soften into mulch. She was delerious with pain and exhaustion and finally closed her eyes, letting her head sink into her own bone filled mush, watching her legs and arm reaching out.
Nepeta woke up filled with energy from her delicious two course meal. Her belly was still about a foot in diameter and filled with all the undigested, crunched up bones of her dinner. She grabbed it with both hands and squeezed hard, crushing her stomach down into half the size as she smashed the bones into easily absorbed shards. She grinned at her slightly chubbier body before releasing a purring belch that sent up a few bigger bones and the candy corn coloured horns of her prey. The tips were a little dulled from the digestion of their old owner but they still made excellent trophys and she tucked them into her pocket.
 
As she stretched out a catlike yawn she felt a pressure in her rear and patted her stomach. She decided that Vriska's bed was as good a place as any and squatted over it with a grin. A thick brown log slid out of her butt and onto the bed coiling into feet of once living shit. As more came out there were traces of bone in bigger fragments until the last logs of shit came out followed by a few dirty bone shards and a whole shit stained femur. Finally Nepeta let out a short stream of deep yellow piss and, after wiping with Vriska's torn shirt, pulled up her pants.
Nepeta walked out of Vriska's room without a look back. She was a little hungry and it was still Vore Day.
 
Nepeta Noms Spidermom:
 
Nepeta was a little lost in Vriska's castle and found herself in the gigantic web filled pit that was her Lusus' dwelling. Nepeta looked up at the 70 foot spider as it fed on the corpse of a yellow blooded troll before turning to face her. It had recently lost its psychic link with Vriska and did not recognise this new troll so assumed her to be an enemy. The lusus hissed and clicked it's mandibles as it walked towards Nepeta's small frame and bit down at her. Nepeta sprang out of the way - the lusus was slow after having been fed on mind controlled prey for so long - and landed on the spiders head. It roared as it tried to pull it's face from the rock and shake the troll off but it's arms couldn't reach. Nepeta perched on top of the spiders mouth and grabbed it's mandibles. With incredible strength she pulled the lusus' face down and yanked the mandibles from the rock. She flipped into the air below said mandibles and pulled them into her mouth. With a strong gulp she slid the pincers straight into her belly and grabbed for more of the jaws. The lusus had no idea what was happening and tried to grab at the troll latched onto it but found it was moving around too fast. In a quick series of gulps Nepeta forced the face of the lusus into her maw down to its eyes. Her legs touched onto the rock below and she leaped up, using the leverage to swallow down most of the face and robbing the lusus of its vision. The lusus finally managed to find Nepeta with its legs and tried to grab her but Nepeta simply grabbed the legs first and then shoved them, too, into her maw. She slurped and swallowed until the Spider lost balance and more of the fat thorax was shoved in. About a minute of heavy gulping later the only a few metres of carapace and the back legs were left outside of Nepeta's gargantuan stomach. With a long slurp the last of the lusus was packed away, soon to join it's daughter on Nepeta's Apex Predator form. Nepeta let out a tiny "urp" of a belch and squeezed her stomach as she went to sleep. As the 8th became the 9th and the night passed the struggling giant spider was churned into a few million litres of slop and steadily absorbed. The form grown on thousands of trolls was soon packed away onto one very hungry one. When Nepeta woke she had a slightly bigger butt and a strong urge to use it. Leaning over the cliff she spent a long time pushing out the giant pile of shit that had once been a lusus into the abyss. With a purr she strutted off to visit her moirail grinning at the thought of how flustered he'd be by her upgrades.