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Has anyone ever had a surprising realization or thought after waking up, where your brain suddenly makes sense of something. If yes, then you can probably imagine Abigale's surprise, that upon waking up; she remembers that half of the downstairs living room of her friend's mansion is currently digesting within the confines of her powerful, furry gut. After being invited to a friends house for a sleepover, things certainly took a direction Abigale wasn't expecting...
It had started out innocently enough, with her friends - out of curiosity, daring Abigale to swallow things whole, and being one of the only predators in her friend group; she had happily obliged. It had been some time ago since Abigale told them about her unique ability: the ability to not just devour, but to also digest objects. It was said that a predator with this ability, could eat just about anything. From entire pieces of furniture, to cars and buses. Naturally, her friends had reacted with amazement, and after downing multiple shots, one of them had remembered Abigale's claims, and developed the idea of a game, based around them... If Abigale was up to it of course!
Each time she managed to swallow something whole, her friends would give her one dollar. The idea was to see just how much Abigale could eat, and more importantly: (if what she was saying about being able to eat objects was true), if she was actually capable of digesting it all. Naturally, Abigale was bit nervious. Up until this point, she had used the ability a lot. However, the most she ever ate at this point was some pottery, some old stuffed animals, and a broken microwave.
Regardless, she was just as curious to see what her limits were, and eagerly accepted. What better way to experiment than now?
It had began with small things: chugging beer bottles, then swallowing said bottles, then eating a box of jewellery, then gulping down a radio, then a boombox then a small TV, then a mini-fridge, and so forth. Each time she swallowed one thing, her friends would dare Abigale to eat something else. Something bigger. Not that she minded, or held any problem doing so. Truth be told, she loved it. Chuckling at her friend's awed faces, teasing them for their shy requests to rub her gurgling belly, or giggling as they played music on the boombox inside Abigale's belly, before the inhospitable conditions caused it to finally splutter, die, and give in to the predator's superior gut.
Abigale also couldn't blame her friends for their curiosity. Especially not when she was enjoying the game as much as they were. Predators being close friends with prey was uncommon as it was. A predator who's stomach was strong enough to near-effortlessly digest metal and plastic? Forget it.
While another one of the friends; Lilly, was also a predator, she was a normal pred, with her capabilities being restricted only to digesting prey. Something she did quite often. Especially to those who bullied her friends (or in the case of other predators), tried to eat them. Nonetheless, she was equally just as entranced by Abigale's ability as the prey friends, and happily partook in the activity.
Before long, everyone (especially Abigale), had began to become drowsy. After having eaten her fill, and finishing off the night by playing some boardgames (which she had idly devoured afterwards); her friends had helped her walk up the stairs to the spare guest room, giggling and laughing about their time together, and the events of that evening. Overall, Abigale had made roughly thirty dollars, but was to tired and wasted to count the money. After wishing her friends goodnight, Abigale had slumped into the soft bed, where she then spent the next 12 hours digesting everything she had eaten, while her friends lay sleeping in other rooms across Emme's family mansion; the friend who was hosting the gathering.
Abigale awoke the next morning, which a still huge but significantly softer stomach. Pressing her paws into it, she was met with a loud slosh along with various groans and cracks from the houseware inside. Prompted by the disruption, a pressure built upside her belly, traveling up her throat, and before Abigale could stop it, a deep "UUUUUuuuurrrppp!" erupted from her throat. For a moment, the anthro was flustered, not used to belching so loudly... but then again, this meal was larger then her usual ones.
There was no doubting her ability now. Over the course of the night, Abigale's gut had done it's work. The weaker objects had succumbed to her belly, with it melting down much of the inorganic material, into a metal and plastic slurry, which was then absorbed into the anthro's depths. Anything that hadn't become pudge on Abigale's body so far, had promptly been metabolized. Smiling to herself, and unable to stop her tail from wagging, she happily rubbed over the softening bulge of an ironing board, with another much smaller belch escaping the acidic confines of her gut as she did so.
Sure she'll likely be stuck in bed for the rest of the day, but she knew for sure that she would enjoy every second of it... perhaps her friends would find something else for her to eat in this vast house, once she was finally hungry again.
It had started out innocently enough, with her friends - out of curiosity, daring Abigale to swallow things whole, and being one of the only predators in her friend group; she had happily obliged. It had been some time ago since Abigale told them about her unique ability: the ability to not just devour, but to also digest objects. It was said that a predator with this ability, could eat just about anything. From entire pieces of furniture, to cars and buses. Naturally, her friends had reacted with amazement, and after downing multiple shots, one of them had remembered Abigale's claims, and developed the idea of a game, based around them... If Abigale was up to it of course!
Each time she managed to swallow something whole, her friends would give her one dollar. The idea was to see just how much Abigale could eat, and more importantly: (if what she was saying about being able to eat objects was true), if she was actually capable of digesting it all. Naturally, Abigale was bit nervious. Up until this point, she had used the ability a lot. However, the most she ever ate at this point was some pottery, some old stuffed animals, and a broken microwave.
Regardless, she was just as curious to see what her limits were, and eagerly accepted. What better way to experiment than now?
It had began with small things: chugging beer bottles, then swallowing said bottles, then eating a box of jewellery, then gulping down a radio, then a boombox then a small TV, then a mini-fridge, and so forth. Each time she swallowed one thing, her friends would dare Abigale to eat something else. Something bigger. Not that she minded, or held any problem doing so. Truth be told, she loved it. Chuckling at her friend's awed faces, teasing them for their shy requests to rub her gurgling belly, or giggling as they played music on the boombox inside Abigale's belly, before the inhospitable conditions caused it to finally splutter, die, and give in to the predator's superior gut.
Abigale also couldn't blame her friends for their curiosity. Especially not when she was enjoying the game as much as they were. Predators being close friends with prey was uncommon as it was. A predator who's stomach was strong enough to near-effortlessly digest metal and plastic? Forget it.
While another one of the friends; Lilly, was also a predator, she was a normal pred, with her capabilities being restricted only to digesting prey. Something she did quite often. Especially to those who bullied her friends (or in the case of other predators), tried to eat them. Nonetheless, she was equally just as entranced by Abigale's ability as the prey friends, and happily partook in the activity.
Before long, everyone (especially Abigale), had began to become drowsy. After having eaten her fill, and finishing off the night by playing some boardgames (which she had idly devoured afterwards); her friends had helped her walk up the stairs to the spare guest room, giggling and laughing about their time together, and the events of that evening. Overall, Abigale had made roughly thirty dollars, but was to tired and wasted to count the money. After wishing her friends goodnight, Abigale had slumped into the soft bed, where she then spent the next 12 hours digesting everything she had eaten, while her friends lay sleeping in other rooms across Emme's family mansion; the friend who was hosting the gathering.
Abigale awoke the next morning, which a still huge but significantly softer stomach. Pressing her paws into it, she was met with a loud slosh along with various groans and cracks from the houseware inside. Prompted by the disruption, a pressure built upside her belly, traveling up her throat, and before Abigale could stop it, a deep "UUUUUuuuurrrppp!" erupted from her throat. For a moment, the anthro was flustered, not used to belching so loudly... but then again, this meal was larger then her usual ones.
There was no doubting her ability now. Over the course of the night, Abigale's gut had done it's work. The weaker objects had succumbed to her belly, with it melting down much of the inorganic material, into a metal and plastic slurry, which was then absorbed into the anthro's depths. Anything that hadn't become pudge on Abigale's body so far, had promptly been metabolized. Smiling to herself, and unable to stop her tail from wagging, she happily rubbed over the softening bulge of an ironing board, with another much smaller belch escaping the acidic confines of her gut as she did so.
Sure she'll likely be stuck in bed for the rest of the day, but she knew for sure that she would enjoy every second of it... perhaps her friends would find something else for her to eat in this vast house, once she was finally hungry again.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
Species Wolf
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