"Nnf... Oh, jeez, foxgirl..." the hippo moans, waking up from her nap on the toilet. "I'll let you out already, just calm down..."
"She's in here, sir!" the hippo girl jeard a call from outside her stall. Suddenly, the stall opens, with the lion manager standing there with the small foxgirl from before.
"Ah... Do you know what you're getting into, foxgirl?" the hippo girl said with a smirk, pulling her pants down. A cute fart escaped her anus, causing the small foxgirl to blush despite her indignant expression.
"You're the one who ate my friend!" she said, crossing her arms.
"Mmhmm, I did," the hippo girl said, arching her back. "And I'll give her back right now... hngh..."
PPPBBBBTTPBBH!
A rancid fart escaped the hippo girl's asshole as she bit her lip, your remains beginning to stream out of her asshole in thick logs. "Ah, in such a hurry... mmf..." your predator grunting, quickly turning you into an insignificant pile of feces beneath her.
"Ruya..." the small foxgirl sniffled, running over to the rim of the toilet.
"Oh, you wanna... ngh... see her that bad, huh?" the hippo girl said, lifting up her leg. "Well, she's almost gone, so get your last... ngh... look..."
Myan peered beneath the hippo girl's legs, seeing your remains, laced with hair and bones, piling in the bottom of the toilet bowl. Tears welled up as she witnessed the fate of her friend, however short lived. Surely she had died defending her...
"So, Leon," the hippo girl addressed the owner of The Hole. "What do we do about this witness? She obviously won't keep her mouth shut."
Myan froze. Witness? What does she mean?
"Yeah, she's a weird one," he mused, rubbing his head. "The fox clan members always seem to not get the risk they run, coming here... Long as I'm not liable, Jera, she's all yours."
"Wa- Wait! What!!" Myan cried, looking from the toilet bowl to the owner. "But... she did this... to my friend!"
Leon returned an uninterested look, clearly tired from a day of work. "And I can't have people finding out about things like that," he said.
"Ahh... I... see..." Myan said, dejected, as the shadow of the hippo girl loomed over her. "But... I don't wanna be..."
The owner closed the stall door, hearing the brief tussle behind him as he left the women's restroom. "Really, foxgirls can be so naive, sometimes..." he said aloud to himself.
And thus, your story ends, a messy pile of turds beneath the body of a hippo girl, halfway through sealing your friend to a similar fate.
