Dixie was a fairly young woman at 25 years old. She had short, brown hair that she usually tied back in a ponytail. She had large double d breasts, a thin waist, and a wide, shapely butt.
 
Dixie sat alone in her office wearing her normal dark green animal control uniform. She had just about finished some paperwork detailing reports of a farm without owners. Once she signed the bottom of the document she left the building and drove over to the property. When she arrived, she examined the property for any signs of the owner. She took note of the baren driveway, which was now overgrown with a thick grass. When she reached the front door, she saw that the paint of the door had peeled and cracked. She knocked on the door to find it unlocked and unhinged, falling to the floor due to the knocking. Walking through the house, she found no signs of life anywhere.
 
“It seems the reports were correct.” Dixie thought to herself, “I should probably go check out the farm now.
 
Dixie walked back outside, then around to the back of the building. What she found was a large, sprawling area, not uncommon around her area. On her left she saw a chicken coop surrounded by a wire fence. In the area were about 6 chickens wandering inside. In front of her, albeit further away, was a pen, a stable and a barn.
 
Dixie let out a long sigh and said, “Boy, looks like I’ve got my work cut out for me,” before walking over the the coop and stepping over the fence. She bent down and plucked one of the chickens off of the ground. It struggled in her hands as she brought it to her mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. Her stomach pressed against her shirt as it bloated out with the form of the chicken. Dixie reached down and grabbed two more of the chickens, one in each hand. She placed them in her mouth, bloating out her cheeks, before taking a large swallow, sending them down to her stomach. She let out a soft belch before bending down and grabbing the three remaining chickens in her arms. She shifted them around so they were held in her left arm and used her right to grab them, one by one, and drop them down her throat.
 
*BUUUUUUURP*
 
Dixie let out a loud burp before looking down at her heavily distended belly which was now straining against the buttons of her shirt. She undid the buttons and thought to herself “Jezz, that was close. I ain’t in the mood to fix up these buttons again.” She gave her belly a heavy pat before stepping back over the fence and moving towards the pen.
 
 
As she got closer she saw that there were four pigs lounging about inside. She unlocked the entrance and stepped inside, making sure to close it behind her. She quietly approached the first pig, making sure she wouldn’t startle it. Grabbing the pig’s rear, she lifted to her awaiting maw. She gently placed it inside her mouth before swallowing, sending half the pig down her. She tilted her head back and with another gulp sent it down into her belly to join the chickens. Dixie’s belly was now huge, jiggling and wiggling a few feet out in front of her. She braced her large gut between her arms and continued to make her way around the pen, swallowing the remaining pigs in a similar fashion. She waddled back to the entrance of the pen before taking a break by leaning again one of the posts. She looked down at her belly, which had now grown so large she couldn’t wrap her arms around it. She placed a hand on top of it and pressed down. She had always loved how it felt to have animals squirming around inside her gut, and now she was fuller than she had ever been before. “Still,” she though, “there’s probably more.”
 
Dixie pushed herself back up and began walking towards the barn. She heaved open one of the doors and began exploring. Inside she found two dogs and their pups, a number of sheep, and a singular cow. Dixie worried thought about how long it would take to eat each individual animal, when an idea popped into her head. She went around, opening all the sheep’s gates, then she went to the dogs and instructed one of them to round up all the sheep. While she waited, she entered the cow’s chamber and approached it. She bent down, low to its face and wrapped her lips around its head. She swallowed, drawing its head down her throat. Dixie wasted no time in gulping down the rest of it, sending it to join the other animals in her gut.
 
She heavily stood back up and walked out to where the dog had gathered all the sheep.
“Alright boy,” Dixie said, “Now bring them here.” As the dog followed her orders, she leaned forward onto her belly and stretched her mouth wide, with her chin nearly touching the floor. The dog followed its orders and shepherded all of the sheep into Dixie’s mouth and down her throat. After letting out a large belch, Dixie leaned back and stood back up. Her belly was now only a few inches from the ground and had grown nearly three feet wider. Even still, she wasn’t finished with the barn. Dixie beckoned for the dog to come to her and when it did, she quickly swept it up and sent it down her throat. She then walked over to where the other dog and the pups were resting, quickly grabbed them, and swallowed them. She gave her belly a content pat before waddling out towards the stable.
 
As she slowly walked over to the stable she could feel her legs nearly giving out from the weight of her stomach. Once she had made her way inside, they finally gave, and she fell down onto her backside. Looking around the building as best as she could in her immobile state, she saw that there were about 6 horses around the building.
 
Dixie thought to herself, “Boy, even if I manage to stand back up, I’m never gonna be able to get to them all before I’m back on the ground again.” As a hand absentmindedly stroked her belly, an idea popped into her head. Grabbing onto the wall, she managed to hoist herself up and walk over to one of the stalls. She opened it and coaxed the horse, a mare, over to her. Leaning against it she lead it around the stables, opening each of the gates. She led the mare into the last stall and brought it face to face with the stallion resting inside.
 
The mare looked confusedly at the other horse in front of it, so Dixie opened its mouth and stuck the stallion’s muzzle inside of it. The mare swallowed up to just past the stallion’s ears and jaw. It looked like it was going to take a while, but at least the mare seemed to be enjoying it, so Dixie took a seat on the ground and waited.
 
The mare swallowed down further, pulling the stallion’s head into her throat and making a very visible bulge. As the mare approached the stallion’s torso, it was forced to fold it’s legs so they could easily slid into her mouth. She managed to get both hooves and legs into her mouth and partially down her throat, and began to start swallowing down the stallion’s torso. The mare began to slow down as its mouth was stretched to its limits from the width of the stallion.
 
Dixie started to grow concerned that the mare might not be able to get it down, but after several hard swallows she had managed to get the stallion into her mouth just past its hind legs. With one last, large swallow, the stallion was nothing more than a tail sticking out of the mare’s mouth, a lump traveling down the mare’s throat, and a bulge growing in the mare’s stomach.
 
Dixie watched as the mare slurped down the stallion’s tail. Once it had finished its meal meal, Dixie said, “Good girl, now why don’t you go and grab the others, then make your way back here.” The mare happily trotted out of the stall, its sagging belly swaying side to side as it went. Not long after, Dixie heard the sounds of the mare scarfing down each of the other horses. When the noises finally stopped, the mare returned to the stall. It’s stomach was much bigger, now dragging heavily along the ground. The combined sounds of both stomachs filled the stable, each working to digest their contents. Still, there was one last thing before Dixie’s job was finished, so she beckoned over the mare. Once it was close enough, she grabbed it around the back of its neck and hoisted herself up so that she was face to face with it. She quickly opened her mouth and shoved her face over its muzzle. Dixie swallowed, taking the mare’s head into her throat and allowing her lips to slip down over its neck. As she pushed herself onward, she found her in a similar position to the mare, with both of them resting on their large guts. As she got closer to its torso, Dixie grabbed its legs and folded them up in preparation. With another swallow, she felt the mare’s head enter into her growing stomach, soon to be followed by the rest of the creature. Dixie took another gulp, slurping over its legs and soon approaching what would be her biggest obstacle. She looked over the mare’s belly, still shifting from the movement of the five other horses that had once filled the stables. She tried to swallow, but the weight proved too much for ever her powerful throat. After a few more minutes of trying, Dixie changed her strategy. She leaned forward further, falling face forward down the mare’s enormous gut. More and more slipped into Dixie’s throat until finally she reached the bottom. With the horses firmly inside her throat and only a tail left outside, she pushed back off the ground, rolling up on top or her rapidly expanding stomach. She gave one final swallow, gulping down the mare’s tail down to her stomach.
 
*BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPP*
 
Dixie let out a huge belch. “Fyew, glad that’s *URP* finally over with,” She said, giving her belly a hearty pat. “Now digest nicely while I take a nap, ya’hear. I’ve got a lot of paperwork to do and I can’t do it ‘till you’re all *BURP* gone.”
 
Dixie rested her head against her enormous gut, and slowly drifted off to sleep.