\n\t\t\t\t\taccidentalaestheticsIn the pale orange light of the rising sun, a large group of hyenas sit around a tree to encircle it and stare up to watch the spectacle of a rapidly panting leopard clinging to the branches to hold up her enormously distended belly with clearly alive prey squirming and distorting the straining furry hide.
”Give it up, leopard! Your'e going to wear yourself out and burst that pretty belly when you fall, so come down and let us help cough our friend up!”
”Not… fair! You – huff – ambushed after I – mew – ate him fair and square, and now I – eep – can't escape! And like I would – ooof – put myself to your mercies!”
”We're not going to kill you even if we're going to capture you and squeeze out our friend – and you'll kill yourself at that rate anyhow! You'll be treated well as we need you!”
Her claws gouging the dry branches deeply as she struggles to maintain her slipping grip at the same time as her ponderously heavy prey flexes painfully against her stomach lining and causes another wave of nausea to wash over her, the leopard glances down at the hyenas a few time before reluctant shifting herself to position which allows her to start climbing down instead. The hyenas quickly gather right under her as her overburdened belly causes her to slip and fall with a distressed growl – however her fall is cushinioned enough by the yelping hyenas that she's merely stunned by the pain which flashes through her gorged midsection.
With their target briefly incapacitated, the hyenas quickly get to work – squeezing, kneading, pressing and stomping the leopard's bulging belly until she begins to heave uncontrollably and her stomach spasms. Seconds later the spasms build into a massive contraction which shoots her squirming prey upwards into her throat which bloats greatly along with her upper body, the slimy form of a hyena spilling out of her wide-open maw afterwards so that the leopard's body is left in its earlier slim form.
”See! It wasn't all that hard, was it?”, one of the hyenas remarks cheerfully while the thrown-up hyena sits up and shakes himself, the whole pack swiftly rolling the groaning leopard onto her back to pin her limbs down as her eyes widen and she begins to struggle.
”No! No! You promised!”
”What are you babbling about, we aren't going to eat you or anything!” the earlier hyena replies and plants a forepaw in the middle of the writhing leopard's defenceless belly. ”We need you to help with us with this big belly – we have an excellent protected den out at the rocky cliffs but there's no water there, and water's much harder to haul there than prey. So we want you to come with us to the watering hole once a week to fill this belly to the brim and haul the water back to our den for us to drink as needed. None of us wants to do it since it leaves you very vulnerable, but we'll feed you and protect you if you're a good cat and play along.”
Gulping audibly and curling her paws as she remains pinned down, the leopard raises her head to gloss over her trim belly which the hyena continues to put pressure on. ”Doesn't sound too bad… of course I'll be done for if you decide to leave me behind with my belly full of water… but can't really be more dangerous than hunting...”, she muses with her tongue peeking out of her maw. ”I'll take your offer! Please stop holding me down now?”
”Great! Now lets head to the watering hole right away so that we can start our agreement and see how much you can drink and still walk~”, the hyena answers and all of them retreat in unison, allowing the leopard to warily roll back onto her paws – for a moment she instinctively looks for a way out, but then curiosity wins out and she instead follows the noisy hyena pack towards the watering hole, already feeling a tingle inside her midsection...