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Uh-oh! I wonder if that was a good decision. Well, maybe. If you like being anally stuffed with fruits, vegetables and yogurt and after that being devoured by a hungry predator that has a diaper on with your name on it, before she dumps your digested remains into said diaper, then you probably made the right choice.\n\n[b]What to expect:[/b]\nI wrote this story in the second-person perspective, so YOU are the protagonist called P-bug. This is an experiment to try out different styles in my writing and I hope you like it.\nIf you like this story and want me to continue with it, tell me in the comments. I already have ideas how to go on from both endings, so there is hopefully more to come. If you want me to.","description_bbcode_parsed":"Description:
So, you decide against trying on the Baby Romper? Uh-oh! I wonder if that was a good decision. Well, maybe. If you like being anally stuffed with fruits, vegetables and yogurt and after that being devoured by a hungry predator that has a diaper on with your name on it, before she dumps your digested remains into said diaper, then you probably made the right choice.
What to expect:
I wrote this story in the second-person perspective, so YOU are the protagonist called P-bug. This is an experiment to try out different styles in my writing and I hope you like it.
If you like this story and want me to continue with it, tell me in the comments. I already have ideas how to go on from both endings, so there is hopefully more to come. If you want me to.","writing":"[b]Of course not! What a silly thought![/b] What does Whitney think you are? A baby? You put the [color=blue]Baby Romper[/color] back in your bag and plan to throw it in the trash later. You don't even think about selling that thing. What would Timmy and Tommy think, if you presented them such an item? You turn around to check that nobody has seen you with that thing.\n\n“Was that a [color=blue]Baby Romper[/color], toasty?”, Melba asks. She stood directly behind you as you turned around and is now tilting her head with a curious look on her face. \nBefore you can answer, she continues. “You know, yesterday I saw Whitney gifting a [color=blue]Baby Romper[/color] to Cole as well. But I think he didn't even try it on once. He didn't like it. Maybe that's why he moved out so suddenly.”, she pondered. “Because maybe that has upset him. I know how Whitney can be sometimes.”\nAnd so do you. If she didn't like someone, it would become very clear in the conversations with her. But you don't know if she hadn't liked Cole. You know that she couldn't stand Ruby, the white rabbit with the red eyes, because of her airs and graces that she often put on. But Cole? You have no idea why she wouldn't have liked him. He did nothing wrong.\n\nYou can't imagine Whitney having an animosity against you. She just tried to be friendly. But that doesn't mean you would try that [color=blue]Baby Romper[/color] on. With the green piece of clothing in your bag you decide that it is time to continue with your island duties. You are glad that no one else mentions the [color=blue]Baby Romper[/color] over the course of the day. Normally, rumors spread like wildfire but this time it seemed that no one else has seen you with that thing. And Melba hasn't told anyone about it as well.\n\nWhen the last light of the sunset touches the island you feel the exhaustion in your body. One after another the other villagers go back to their homes to get their well deserved sleep. And you decide that it was time to do the same.\n\nWith a yawn you enter your bedroom and throw yourself onto the bed. You still haven't tried on the [color=blue]Baby Romper[/color], but you also didn't throw it in the trash. It was gifted to you after all. And you are polite enough to keep it. You can even lie about it, if Whitney asks you. Yes, of course you like the [color=blue]Baby Romper[/color]! Of course you wear it to bed every night!\nJust a little lie that won't hurt her feelings. You close your eyes and soon your tired body drifts off to slumber.\n\nA faint melody causes you to wake up again. Is it morning already? You blink twice. The bedroom is still dark. But there is still this melody. You remember it from... somewhere. Wasn't that Whitney's favorite K.K. Slider song? What was it called again? Lucky K.K.? \nYou blink again. The silhouette of the furniture in your bedroom seems strange. Somehow... different than before. You open your eyes and then you realize it. This isn't your bedroom. You lie on your stomach and your mouth is forced open by a big onion that's stuck halfway in it. What is going on here? You try to bite down on it but it is too far in your mouth. You try to move, but your arms are tied behind your back and your legs are bound together as well. And you are naked. Why are you naked? You begin to scream into the onion.\nThe melody stops. \n“Oh, you are finally awake, snappy.”, you hear Whitney's voice from behind you and the light is switched on.\n\nThe light is reflected by the underground you lie on. A plate made of stainless steel. A plate that is normally used for serving suckling piglets. You gulp in fear. Now the spicy onion in your mouth is starting to get a bitter aftertaste.\nWhitney enters your field of view. The diaper around her waist is gone and she is just wearing her normal blue dress as always, but she seems to be a little more chubby than you remember her.\n“Seems like you appreciate my gift the same way Cole did.”, she gives you a scowl. “Not at all.”\nYour attempt to ask her what she is up to ends in muffled sounds and you try to spit out the onion, but it doesn't move.\n“I hope you don't mind the little kidnapping. But just to be sure, I made some arrangements so you won't scream or try to escape like Cole did yesterday.”, she says as you fight against the bonds that tie your limbs.\n“Just like you, this lazy rabbit was ungrateful and refused to wear the cute [color=blue]Baby Romper[/color] I gave him. So I sneaked into his home and well... I was hungry and I'm a predator after all, snappy. I swallowed him in one gulp. He struggled in my bloated belly, but not for long. After the digestion kicked in, I went to sleep. And then, over the course of today I dumped his mushy remains into my pamps. Why am I telling you that? Because you should know that you could have avoided sharing his fate, if only you had been smart enough not to reject my gift. I've always wanted to have a baby. But unfortunately, you are not fit for that role, snappy.”, she huffs. “You either wear a diaper, or you get dumped out into my diaper. Tough luck! You chose the latter.”\n“DNG EEP MGH!!!”, you scream into the onion. She had EATEN Cole? And now she is planning to eat you, because you haven't accepted her gift? What kind of monster has been living on your island the whole time?\n“Oh, shut up!”, she commands. “This is your own fault, snappy!”\nShe reaches out for a sharp knife and you open your eyes in shock. She is going to cut you into pieces, you think.\n“NGHH!!!”, you make and try to get away from her, but the plate underneath you doesn't move an inch.\nShe lifts the knife up in the air and aims. You close your eyes, shivering in fear. Then you hear the chopping sound.\nSlowly you blink again. She lifts up the carrot from which she removed the leafs. “Don't worry, P-bug. I will devour you alive, just like I did with Cole 24 hours ago. But this time, I will pay attention to making a well-balanced meal that hopefully won't bloat me up as much as Cole did.”\nWhile saying this she turns the plate with you on it around so that your naked butt is facing her. Then you feel her hand on your ass and her thumb is circling around your asshole. Without a warning, she suddenly pushes it in, making you flinch. “So tight... but I bet, I can fit some fruits and vegetables in you, with a little preparation and oiling you up.”\nYou hear her grabbing a bottle and how she opens it. After that, she pours a cool and oily liquid over your exposed ass and rubs it in. She uses her finger to loosen your hole, making it slick and lubricated. \nYou have never experienced anal stimulation before and wince at every movement that her finger makes inside of you. Not that you don't like it, but the situation you are in doesn't help you with relaxing and enjoying it. And then, with a wet Pop she removes her thumb and leaves you empty again. You can feel your asshole trying to clench shut again, but it is well-loosened and ready for more.\nAnd she is about to give you more. You feel something prodding at your entrance again.\n“What do you think? Two bananas for starters, snappy?”, she asks. Of course she doesn't expect an answer from you and she doesn't wait for one either. She just pushes the first peeled banana past your stretched anus into your rectum, followed quickly by the second one. And while the first banana felt like it was being mashed and going anywhere else but inside of you, the second one glides into you without much effort. \n“Let's make it three. Because the first one doesn't count.”, you hear Whitney's voice and just a minute later your bowels are stuffed with a little more than two bananas. The cold fruits start to melt away in your ass while Whitney ponders what to put up your butt next. She keeps the bananas inside you with her thumb that she uses to plug your hole so you can't push them out again.\nYou start to squirm under the movements of her finger. She hits all the right spots and you moan into the onion.\n“There is still a lot of space left inside of you, snappy. I think, this big carrot will go in next.”, she announces and starts to work the root vegetable in. You don't know why, but this procedure is making you horny. Genital fluid is dripping down on the plate beneath you. \n“Do you like that, P-bug? I didn't know you where such a buttslut!”, she leans forward and whispers into your ear. A shiver runs down your spine. You didn't know either, but when she buries the thick carrot inside your ass, you know for sure. And now you begin to feel sad that you didn't discover that side of you earlier.\n“PWS!”, you try to talk. “SPWW MGH!”\n“More? But of course.”, she answers your plea for mercy and you hear how she opens some cups of yogurt. “I think, yogurt will help me against feeling bloated after I devour you, snappy.”\nYou try to push the carrot out of your system, because right now Whitney is busy with the cups of yogurt. She sees how your sphincter opens up and jumps forward, plugging your ass with her thumb again. “Nice try, P-bug!”, she snarls. “But I wasn't born yesterday. I know your tricks! But too late. You'll get a yogurt enema!”\nShe grabs something from the table and unfolds it, then she empties the first cup of yogurt into it. Then another one. And then two more. “Over a gallon of yogurt should be enough to get your belly nicely full and round, don't you think, snappy?”\nA gallon? You already feel full with the bananas and the carrot inside of you. How is she going to get another gallon of yogurt inside of you?\nWith a pastry bag of course! She places the nozzle at your abused entry and you feel the cold liquid spreading out and inside your bowels. \n“Relax.”, she says. “That will make it easier. For both of us.”\nYou try your best, but why are you even listening to her? She is planning to eat you. You should try to escape, not help her with her goal. Yet, you relax and the yogurt finds its way deep inside your bowels, past the carrot and the bananas, filling you up ever so slowly. Your belly expands with every push that Whitney gives the yogurt in the pastry bag until you can't take it anymore. \nYour breathing has become shallow, when she finally pulls the nozzle out of your butt and replaces it with a much bigger object. “You think, a calabash will work as a makeshift and digestible butt plug? Because I think it will.”, she grins and with a firm push, the thick hourglass-shaped bottle gourd slips into you up to the point where it gets thinner again. The thickest part is still poking out of your butt and as you try to push it out again, it only moves a little, before getting sucked in again.\nWhitney slaps your butt and you moan into the onion again. “I think, you are ready to be devoured now.”\n“But first...”, she says and turns the plate with you on it around so that you are facing her. Then she pulls out a thick diaper from underneath the table. “Let me show you, where you are going to end up in.”\nShe unfolds the diaper and you see that it has something written on it in big black letters: “P-BUG'S NEW HOME”\nShe is really meaning it. This wolf is about to eat you now. \nWhitney tapes the diaper around her waist and then smiles. “P-bug, you look so tasty. I'm drooling already!”\nShe is licking her fangs which are wet with saliva and you hear her belly growling. “Dinner time!”, she says and grabs you under your arms and lifts you up.\n\nYou had underestimated how strong Whitney is. With seemingly no effort she lifts you above her head and opens her jaws. You feel the slimy warmth of her saliva engulfing your feet as you are slowly lowered into her gullet. Your naked legs soon follow after. \nShe is careful with your body. Her fangs never touch you as you sink into your awaiting doom. Her tongue already flicks over your private parts, until your stuffed butt is slimy enough to glide down as well. \nWith tears in your eyes, you try to beg for mercy. She ponders, maybe if she should remove the onion from your mouth. And you almost have hope that she does when she reaches out to your head. But instead of grabbing the onion, she pats your head one last time, before shoving you down her throat with both hands. With an audible gulp you sink into the slimy and smelly darkness and when she shuts your mouth above your head the last source of light is turned off.\n\nYour body creates a visible bulge in her belly, just like your belly has a big bulge from the stuffing you got from her. You hear a burp coming from her and she pats her belly with both hands. “You tasted even better than Cole. It's a shame that I can only eat you once, because I would love to be able to do it again, snappy.”\nYou know that it's way too late for any kind of action. Defeated, you start to cry. Her stomach is contracting and it's hugging you tightly. The sounds it produces are almost calming. If your bowels weren't filled so much that it hurts and you didn't felt the urge to poop, you would probably have drifted off to sleep. \n\nWhitney is moving again and you feel every little bump when she makes a step forward. You lie on your back now, your legs pointing upwards. Again, you feel a cramp in your abdomen and you give another push. The bottle gourd moves a little and slides back into its place. The cramps only get stronger and you whimper silently. You take a deep breath and bite down on the onion. The spicy taste spreads in your mouth, but you don't care, because you concentrate on pushing out the makeshift butt plug. With all your might, you press. Slowly your anus pushes out the bottle gourd until you hear a wet [i]Plop[/i] followed by an audible [i]Splortch[/i]. The gourd is accompanied by the mixture of carrot and banana yogurt. It feels like you are pooping now, but in fact everything that comes out of your ass is just warmed up yogurt, that continues to spread in Whitney's stomach as well and coats your naked body. Small pieces of slimy banana begin to stick to you and the big carrot that was intact when Whitney has pushed it into you, is sputtered out by your ass in multiple chunks.\n“P-bug, did you just push out the bottle gourd and shit all of the mixture into my stomach?”, you hear Whitney snicker. “Because that's exactly what I wanted you to do.”\nWith a crunch, the onion in your mouth bursts and you spit it out, into the yogurt. The stench of her stomach inside is already mixing with the smell of yogurt, banana and onion. You can't really spot the carrot in the mixture of odors but you know that it's in there somewhere as well. \n“Time for my beauty sleep!”, Whitney says and squishes her belly with both hands once more. The stomach walls get pressed against your face, smearing yogurt all over your cheeks. Then you feel like you are tumbling over, when she lays down in her bed. Your whole body is covered in the dairy product now and even though your mouth isn't blocked anymore, you are way too exhausted to protest. And somehow you don't want to protest anyway. It wouldn't change anything about your situation. It would only cause Whitney pain. And you know, when to give up. Whitney was right. She is a predator after all. And today she preyed on you, captured you and ate you. She had won.\nAll of a sudden, a calmness washes over your body. It is washing away your sorrows and fears and leaves you in a state of peacefulness. The sloshing of Whitney's working stomach and her silent snoring slowly lull you to sleep. A sleep from which you won't wake up anymore, because of the acid that is already dripping from her stomach walls.\n\nWhen Whitney stretches her arms in her sleep and smacks softly, before opening her eyes and sitting up in her bed, her strong stomach acid has turned your body into a much squishier form. She weighs her bulging belly with both hands and sloshes your digested remains around in her bowels. “P-bug, are you still alive?”, she maliciously asks.\nYou can't answer her anymore. In fact, you can't do anything anymore. You are just a pile of mush, swashing around in her shifting bowels which continue to push your new form to her rear exit.\n“I think, stuffing you did really work. I don't feel as bloated as I did after swallowing Cole even though you were a much larger meal, snappy.”, she happily exclaims. She seems to be talking to you, even though she knows that you aren't able to hear her anymore. \nShe lays back down on her bed again and massages her belly with circling motions until she feels you pushing against her sphincter.\n“Hng... I think it's time to introduce you to your new home!”, she says in a pressed voice. “Let's see if I can dump you out in one go.”\nAnd then she pushes. With a wet [i]Blortch[/i] your mushy remains hit the clean padding and spread out on her ass. The writing on her thick diaper becomes stretched and gets blurred by the moisture and heat of your turned-to-wolf-poop body. By the time you stain the outside of her diaper brown, it has gotten incredibly hard to decipher the “P-BUG'S NEW HOME” that's written on it. Whitney pants with exhaustion as she gives another push and bubbly farts, followed by more of what is left of your digested body, fill the already messy seat of her pamps. \n“Phew! P-bug, you stink!”, she exclaims. “But apart from that, I love what a massive load you have become. Your mushy new form is exceptionally great at hugging and caressing my tushy!”\nShe grunts one more time and the last wave of ex-P-bug flows out of her, directly into the stinky seat of her padding. \nShe is still panting while she slowly reaches out and touches the squishy backside of her padding to feel how full it has become. “I don't think, I will leave home today, snappy.”, she says. “Today, I want to have fun with your new form!”\nJust a few minutes later, ecstatic moaning could be heard from her bedroom by everyone except you, even though you were closer to her than ever, clinging to her smelly butt, while she uses you, her diaper filling, to shamelessly grind herself to a strong orgasm, while coating her moist snatch with your new smelly and brown form. Just a few minutes later, she reached her first climax of the day which would be followed by so many more over the course of the next few hours.\n\nTo be continued?","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Of course not! What a silly thought! What does Whitney think you are? A baby? You put the Baby Romper back in your bag and plan to throw it in the trash later. You don't even think about selling that thing. What would Timmy and Tommy think, if you presented them such an item? You turn around to check that nobody has seen you with that thing.
“Was that a Baby Romper, toasty?”, Melba asks. She stood directly behind you as you turned around and is now tilting her head with a curious look on her face.
Before you can answer, she continues. “You know, yesterday I saw Whitney gifting a Baby Romper to Cole as well. But I think he didn't even try it on once. He didn't like it. Maybe that's why he moved out so suddenly.”, she pondered. “Because maybe that has upset him. I know how Whitney can be sometimes.”
And so do you. If she didn't like someone, it would become very clear in the conversations with her. But you don't know if she hadn't liked Cole. You know that she couldn't stand Ruby, the white rabbit with the red eyes, because of her airs and graces that she often put on. But Cole? You have no idea why she wouldn't have liked him. He did nothing wrong.
You can't imagine Whitney having an animosity against you. She just tried to be friendly. But that doesn't mean you would try that Baby Romper on. With the green piece of clothing in your bag you decide that it is time to continue with your island duties. You are glad that no one else mentions the Baby Romper over the course of the day. Normally, rumors spread like wildfire but this time it seemed that no one else has seen you with that thing. And Melba hasn't told anyone about it as well.
When the last light of the sunset touches the island you feel the exhaustion in your body. One after another the other villagers go back to their homes to get their well deserved sleep. And you decide that it was time to do the same.
With a yawn you enter your bedroom and throw yourself onto the bed. You still haven't tried on the Baby Romper, but you also didn't throw it in the trash. It was gifted to you after all. And you are polite enough to keep it. You can even lie about it, if Whitney asks you. Yes, of course you like the Baby Romper! Of course you wear it to bed every night!
Just a little lie that won't hurt her feelings. You close your eyes and soon your tired body drifts off to slumber.
A faint melody causes you to wake up again. Is it morning already? You blink twice. The bedroom is still dark. But there is still this melody. You remember it from... somewhere. Wasn't that Whitney's favorite K.K. Slider song? What was it called again? Lucky K.K.?
You blink again. The silhouette of the furniture in your bedroom seems strange. Somehow... different than before. You open your eyes and then you realize it. This isn't your bedroom. You lie on your stomach and your mouth is forced open by a big onion that's stuck halfway in it. What is going on here? You try to bite down on it but it is too far in your mouth. You try to move, but your arms are tied behind your back and your legs are bound together as well. And you are naked. Why are you naked? You begin to scream into the onion.
The melody stops.
“Oh, you are finally awake, snappy.”, you hear Whitney's voice from behind you and the light is switched on.
The light is reflected by the underground you lie on. A plate made of stainless steel. A plate that is normally used for serving suckling piglets. You gulp in fear. Now the spicy onion in your mouth is starting to get a bitter aftertaste.
Whitney enters your field of view. The diaper around her waist is gone and she is just wearing her normal blue dress as always, but she seems to be a little more chubby than you remember her.
“Seems like you appreciate my gift the same way Cole did.”, she gives you a scowl. “Not at all.”
Your attempt to ask her what she is up to ends in muffled sounds and you try to spit out the onion, but it doesn't move.
“I hope you don't mind the little kidnapping. But just to be sure, I made some arrangements so you won't scream or try to escape like Cole did yesterday.”, she says as you fight against the bonds that tie your limbs.
“Just like you, this lazy rabbit was ungrateful and refused to wear the cute Baby Romper I gave him. So I sneaked into his home and well... I was hungry and I'm a predator after all, snappy. I swallowed him in one gulp. He struggled in my bloated belly, but not for long. After the digestion kicked in, I went to sleep. And then, over the course of today I dumped his mushy remains into my pamps. Why am I telling you that? Because you should know that you could have avoided sharing his fate, if only you had been smart enough not to reject my gift. I've always wanted to have a baby. But unfortunately, you are not fit for that role, snappy.”, she huffs. “You either wear a diaper, or you get dumped out into my diaper. Tough luck! You chose the latter.”
“DNG EEP MGH!!!”, you scream into the onion. She had EATEN Cole? And now she is planning to eat you, because you haven't accepted her gift? What kind of monster has been living on your island the whole time?
“Oh, shut up!”, she commands. “This is your own fault, snappy!”
She reaches out for a sharp knife and you open your eyes in shock. She is going to cut you into pieces, you think.
“NGHH!!!”, you make and try to get away from her, but the plate underneath you doesn't move an inch.
She lifts the knife up in the air and aims. You close your eyes, shivering in fear. Then you hear the chopping sound.
Slowly you blink again. She lifts up the carrot from which she removed the leafs. “Don't worry, P-bug. I will devour you alive, just like I did with Cole 24 hours ago. But this time, I will pay attention to making a well-balanced meal that hopefully won't bloat me up as much as Cole did.”
While saying this she turns the plate with you on it around so that your naked butt is facing her. Then you feel her hand on your ass and her thumb is circling around your asshole. Without a warning, she suddenly pushes it in, making you flinch. “So tight... but I bet, I can fit some fruits and vegetables in you, with a little preparation and oiling you up.”
You hear her grabbing a bottle and how she opens it. After that, she pours a cool and oily liquid over your exposed ass and rubs it in. She uses her finger to loosen your hole, making it slick and lubricated.
You have never experienced anal stimulation before and wince at every movement that her finger makes inside of you. Not that you don't like it, but the situation you are in doesn't help you with relaxing and enjoying it. And then, with a wet Pop she removes her thumb and leaves you empty again. You can feel your asshole trying to clench shut again, but it is well-loosened and ready for more.
And she is about to give you more. You feel something prodding at your entrance again.
“What do you think? Two bananas for starters, snappy?”, she asks. Of course she doesn't expect an answer from you and she doesn't wait for one either. She just pushes the first peeled banana past your stretched anus into your rectum, followed quickly by the second one. And while the first banana felt like it was being mashed and going anywhere else but inside of you, the second one glides into you without much effort.
“Let's make it three. Because the first one doesn't count.”, you hear Whitney's voice and just a minute later your bowels are stuffed with a little more than two bananas. The cold fruits start to melt away in your ass while Whitney ponders what to put up your butt next. She keeps the bananas inside you with her thumb that she uses to plug your hole so you can't push them out again.
You start to squirm under the movements of her finger. She hits all the right spots and you moan into the onion.
“There is still a lot of space left inside of you, snappy. I think, this big carrot will go in next.”, she announces and starts to work the root vegetable in. You don't know why, but this procedure is making you horny. Genital fluid is dripping down on the plate beneath you.
“Do you like that, P-bug? I didn't know you where such a buttslut!”, she leans forward and whispers into your ear. A shiver runs down your spine. You didn't know either, but when she buries the thick carrot inside your ass, you know for sure. And now you begin to feel sad that you didn't discover that side of you earlier.
“PWS!”, you try to talk. “SPWW MGH!”
“More? But of course.”, she answers your plea for mercy and you hear how she opens some cups of yogurt. “I think, yogurt will help me against feeling bloated after I devour you, snappy.”
You try to push the carrot out of your system, because right now Whitney is busy with the cups of yogurt. She sees how your sphincter opens up and jumps forward, plugging your ass with her thumb again. “Nice try, P-bug!”, she snarls. “But I wasn't born yesterday. I know your tricks! But too late. You'll get a yogurt enema!”
She grabs something from the table and unfolds it, then she empties the first cup of yogurt into it. Then another one. And then two more. “Over a gallon of yogurt should be enough to get your belly nicely full and round, don't you think, snappy?”
A gallon? You already feel full with the bananas and the carrot inside of you. How is she going to get another gallon of yogurt inside of you?
With a pastry bag of course! She places the nozzle at your abused entry and you feel the cold liquid spreading out and inside your bowels.
“Relax.”, she says. “That will make it easier. For both of us.”
You try your best, but why are you even listening to her? She is planning to eat you. You should try to escape, not help her with her goal. Yet, you relax and the yogurt finds its way deep inside your bowels, past the carrot and the bananas, filling you up ever so slowly. Your belly expands with every push that Whitney gives the yogurt in the pastry bag until you can't take it anymore.
Your breathing has become shallow, when she finally pulls the nozzle out of your butt and replaces it with a much bigger object. “You think, a calabash will work as a makeshift and digestible butt plug? Because I think it will.”, she grins and with a firm push, the thick hourglass-shaped bottle gourd slips into you up to the point where it gets thinner again. The thickest part is still poking out of your butt and as you try to push it out again, it only moves a little, before getting sucked in again.
Whitney slaps your butt and you moan into the onion again. “I think, you are ready to be devoured now.”
“But first...”, she says and turns the plate with you on it around so that you are facing her. Then she pulls out a thick diaper from underneath the table. “Let me show you, where you are going to end up in.”
She unfolds the diaper and you see that it has something written on it in big black letters: “P-BUG'S NEW HOME”
She is really meaning it. This wolf is about to eat you now.
Whitney tapes the diaper around her waist and then smiles. “P-bug, you look so tasty. I'm drooling already!”
She is licking her fangs which are wet with saliva and you hear her belly growling. “Dinner time!”, she says and grabs you under your arms and lifts you up.
You had underestimated how strong Whitney is. With seemingly no effort she lifts you above her head and opens her jaws. You feel the slimy warmth of her saliva engulfing your feet as you are slowly lowered into her gullet. Your naked legs soon follow after.
She is careful with your body. Her fangs never touch you as you sink into your awaiting doom. Her tongue already flicks over your private parts, until your stuffed butt is slimy enough to glide down as well.
With tears in your eyes, you try to beg for mercy. She ponders, maybe if she should remove the onion from your mouth. And you almost have hope that she does when she reaches out to your head. But instead of grabbing the onion, she pats your head one last time, before shoving you down her throat with both hands. With an audible gulp you sink into the slimy and smelly darkness and when she shuts your mouth above your head the last source of light is turned off.
Your body creates a visible bulge in her belly, just like your belly has a big bulge from the stuffing you got from her. You hear a burp coming from her and she pats her belly with both hands. “You tasted even better than Cole. It's a shame that I can only eat you once, because I would love to be able to do it again, snappy.”
You know that it's way too late for any kind of action. Defeated, you start to cry. Her stomach is contracting and it's hugging you tightly. The sounds it produces are almost calming. If your bowels weren't filled so much that it hurts and you didn't felt the urge to poop, you would probably have drifted off to sleep.
Whitney is moving again and you feel every little bump when she makes a step forward. You lie on your back now, your legs pointing upwards. Again, you feel a cramp in your abdomen and you give another push. The bottle gourd moves a little and slides back into its place. The cramps only get stronger and you whimper silently. You take a deep breath and bite down on the onion. The spicy taste spreads in your mouth, but you don't care, because you concentrate on pushing out the makeshift butt plug. With all your might, you press. Slowly your anus pushes out the bottle gourd until you hear a wet Plop followed by an audible Splortch. The gourd is accompanied by the mixture of carrot and banana yogurt. It feels like you are pooping now, but in fact everything that comes out of your ass is just warmed up yogurt, that continues to spread in Whitney's stomach as well and coats your naked body. Small pieces of slimy banana begin to stick to you and the big carrot that was intact when Whitney has pushed it into you, is sputtered out by your ass in multiple chunks.
“P-bug, did you just push out the bottle gourd and shit all of the mixture into my stomach?”, you hear Whitney snicker. “Because that's exactly what I wanted you to do.”
With a crunch, the onion in your mouth bursts and you spit it out, into the yogurt. The stench of her stomach inside is already mixing with the smell of yogurt, banana and onion. You can't really spot the carrot in the mixture of odors but you know that it's in there somewhere as well.
“Time for my beauty sleep!”, Whitney says and squishes her belly with both hands once more. The stomach walls get pressed against your face, smearing yogurt all over your cheeks. Then you feel like you are tumbling over, when she lays down in her bed. Your whole body is covered in the dairy product now and even though your mouth isn't blocked anymore, you are way too exhausted to protest. And somehow you don't want to protest anyway. It wouldn't change anything about your situation. It would only cause Whitney pain. And you know, when to give up. Whitney was right. She is a predator after all. And today she preyed on you, captured you and ate you. She had won.
All of a sudden, a calmness washes over your body. It is washing away your sorrows and fears and leaves you in a state of peacefulness. The sloshing of Whitney's working stomach and her silent snoring slowly lull you to sleep. A sleep from which you won't wake up anymore, because of the acid that is already dripping from her stomach walls.
When Whitney stretches her arms in her sleep and smacks softly, before opening her eyes and sitting up in her bed, her strong stomach acid has turned your body into a much squishier form. She weighs her bulging belly with both hands and sloshes your digested remains around in her bowels. “P-bug, are you still alive?”, she maliciously asks.
You can't answer her anymore. In fact, you can't do anything anymore. You are just a pile of mush, swashing around in her shifting bowels which continue to push your new form to her rear exit.
“I think, stuffing you did really work. I don't feel as bloated as I did after swallowing Cole even though you were a much larger meal, snappy.”, she happily exclaims. She seems to be talking to you, even though she knows that you aren't able to hear her anymore.
She lays back down on her bed again and massages her belly with circling motions until she feels you pushing against her sphincter.
“Hng... I think it's time to introduce you to your new home!”, she says in a pressed voice. “Let's see if I can dump you out in one go.”
And then she pushes. With a wet Blortch your mushy remains hit the clean padding and spread out on her ass. The writing on her thick diaper becomes stretched and gets blurred by the moisture and heat of your turned-to-wolf-poop body. By the time you stain the outside of her diaper brown, it has gotten incredibly hard to decipher the “P-BUG'S NEW HOME” that's written on it. Whitney pants with exhaustion as she gives another push and bubbly farts, followed by more of what is left of your digested body, fill the already messy seat of her pamps.
“Phew! P-bug, you stink!”, she exclaims. “But apart from that, I love what a massive load you have become. Your mushy new form is exceptionally great at hugging and caressing my tushy!”
She grunts one more time and the last wave of ex-P-bug flows out of her, directly into the stinky seat of her padding.
She is still panting while she slowly reaches out and touches the squishy backside of her padding to feel how full it has become. “I don't think, I will leave home today, snappy.”, she says. “Today, I want to have fun with your new form!”
Just a few minutes later, ecstatic moaning could be heard from her bedroom by everyone except you, even though you were closer to her than ever, clinging to her smelly butt, while she uses you, her diaper filling, to shamelessly grind herself to a strong orgasm, while coating her moist snatch with your new smelly and brown form. Just a few minutes later, she reached her first climax of the day which would be followed by so many more over the course of the next few hours.
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