# Chat-isfaction Guaranteed

By: TheDragonBoy

## Content

Molly frowned as she spotted the potato chip fragments lingering in her tan fur. She brushed herself off, but knew she wouldn’t be able to help making more. She stuck a few fresh chips between her oversized front teeth and munched on them, making some minimal effort to stay clean.

Most of her attention was on the TV, flipping through channels. It was a fairly standard night for her, cozied up on her couch. Times like this made her feel almost contented. Sure, she couldn’t quite shake the pestering thought that she’d hardly ‘accomplished’ anything all day, or the day before, or the one before that… but she hardly accomplished anything most days. And she had at least kept up the chores around the house so Kat wouldn’t have to do them. That was something.

As if cued by her thoughts, a little flash of white entered the corner of her vision to interrupt her channel surfing. Katherine, her housemate- a feminine feline with whom she shared a kitchen, a bathroom, a living room, and a lease agreement- stepped just into view to speak to her.

“Hey Mol, you ready for the show?”

“Something you want to watch? Which one?” Molly replied, flipping to another channel.

“Um, ours?”

“Our- wait, is it that time of the month already?” She felt a bit of dread take hold as her memory confirmed the passage of time. “I… Do we… really have to?”

“You have another way to cover your half of the rent?” the feline asked.

“I…” Molly sighed. She hadn’t worked all month- she hadn’t even had a job in several. And it was no one’s fault but her own. She just couldn’t bring herself to put in all that effort, especially not when she knew she could get away with avoiding it. “…No,” she finally answered.

Guess this is the price I pay for being a fat rat, she thought in defeat. Not that she was a rat, and in fact she did tend to get fairly annoyed when other people called her one, but she wasn’t about to chastise her own inner monologue.

“Well then we better not keep them waiting. I said last time we’d start by 9:00,” Katherine reminded. “I’m all ready for you, just gotta finish setting up in the room. Come by in five.” And then she added in a much more teasing voice: “Don’t keep me waiting either~”

The white-furred lynx trotted off quietly to her room, leaving her rodential roommate with their TV and those parting words.

Molly flipped through a few more channels but quickly gave up. It’s not like she’d have time to get into anything at this point, not that her new growing anxiety would have allowed her to enjoy herself anyway. All she could do was try her best to mentally prepare herself and nervously watch the clock on the cable box flicker onward until:

“Oh Mooollyyyyy,” came the familiar sing-song call.

The rodent sighed, the breath whistling through her teeth, and turned off the TV. She brought a hand to her collar and fiddled with the necklace she was wearing for a hint of comfort before standing up, and somewhat reluctantly making her way to Kat’s room. She was spotted the moment she entered the feline’s doorway.

“Here she is, everyone,” the neko announced to her computer. She was sitting in her usual chair, a few feet back from the screen, in front of a small array of little cameras, lit up from all angles.

Molly’s rounded ears drooped a bit as she entered the room. Something inside her forced her to put on a nervous smile, knowing they were being watched. She looked to the computer screen as she got close to her housemate, her eyes scanning over the feeds from their cameras and a large chat window.

“How many this time?” she asked. While part of her hoped for a lot, seeing as these were the people who’d be paying her rent, part of her was just asking so she knew exactly how embarrassed and uncomfortable she should feel.

“A few,” Katherine replied favorably with an approving nod. “I recognize a couple handles. Nice to see you again, Muncher27, you always bring the cheese.”

A new message quickly appeared in the chat:

[[Muncher27: The pleasure is *all mine*]]

[[DeepThroat69: So this is the famous cat and mouse, huh?]]

Molly read the message and scowled. “I’m not a mouse!” she complained at the screen.

“Some of them are new,” Kat sighed. She gently took hold of the rodent’s arm and brought her more centrally into frame. “This is my roommate Molly,” she introduced. “She’s the sweet gerbil girl who’s making tonight possible.”

[[DeepThroat69: Gerbil, right. Sorry Molly :(]]

[[Anonymous77: Species won’t matter much once we’re all done here. Not like she’ll care anymore.]]

[[TheFurryBulge: And what makes you think that? Jerk.]]

[[Anonymous77: Uh, this is Katherine Lynx, duh. The chick who digests live on stream.]]

Molly felt a shiver as she read those words.

[[TheFurryBulge: When we’re so lucky. But *that* is Molly Muridae. She’s got that special talisman from Eastland.]]

“You told them my full name?! When?!” the gerbil girl asked.

“Oh, must have mentioned it one time after you were ‘done’ for the night. You must have deserved a full name compliment after your ‘performance’.”

[[Anonymous77: Oh please, am I seriously supposed to believe that that thing can “revive” her? After tonight she’ll just be ‘Molly Manure’, if you even want to give cat shit a name. Ha!]]

[[Muncher27: Oh, you proud of that one? *Someone* is going to be surprised when they see Molly again next stream.]]

[[TheFurryBulge: I know I was.]]

[[Anonymous77: Guess she was right, some of you guys *are* new to the vore scene. SMH]]

“Okay guys,” Katherine interrupted with a hint of annoyance, speaking to her silent cameras. “You arguing isn’t helping my mood or my appetite. You’ll all get the chance to see exactly how well Molly’s necklace works. If you pay up.” She turned to her co-star. “What do you think, Mol? How much to get you to take the full trip tonight?”

“Ugh…” she grunted. She’d have loved to say ‘nothing, I’m not doing it,’ but she knew if she did that 90% of the viewers would leave, and she’d be out of rent money and out on the street. And then she’d have to get a job! No, her only chance was to give them some hope they’d get to see what they came for, while she held out hope that they wouldn’t. “A lot,” she finally answered. “…And if you’re a jerk, I’ll kick you and you won’t see anything,” she added with the hint of a vindictive smirk.

[[DeepThroat69: Ooo, I like an assertive prey.]]

[[BongoBelly: $$$$]]
[[BongoBelly: Is this at least enough to get started?]]

*Oral Vore Begins*

“Oh, we have our first payment. What do you think, Mol?” she asked cheerily. The feline was definitely well ‘in-character’, with a sly, one might even say hungry smirk painted across her muzzle beneath her wide, mesmeric eyes. As much as Molly knew she was playing things up a bit for the cameras, she also knew that the hints of enthusiasm on her roommate’s part were quite genuine. Not that she blamed her, if the rodent had been born a feline, she’d probably do much the same given this perfect, recurring excuse to play the gratifying role.

“Er…” Molly looked at the amount, it was a fair offering. “I guess that deserves a good taste.” As much as she didn’t want to take part, she couldn’t exactly take the money and do nothing, she had to at least be fair. She held up her hand with a bit of reluctance.

“Well, don’t mind if I do~” Katherine replied.

The gerbil watched the little smile creep higher at the back of Kat’s muzzle before those long lips parted wider. The feline moved slowly at first, playing up the moment for their viewers. She faced the central camera directly and opened her maw wide for them to see, just above the tan-furred paw. Molly watched from the side, taking in the profile view of the small, pointed teeth, and the rough, pink tongue rising up out of its bed for everyone to see.

*nomf*

In a feline flash those jaws darted down and sealed around Molly’s hand. It didn’t hurt, it never did; Kat never did anything like bite her. …The painful stuff came later, with the higher payments.

Molly hardly moved, knowing what had been coming. She watched her hand disappear and felt the uncomfortably familiar warmth and wetness she’d come to know. As they held there for a dramatic moment, she wiggled her hidden fingers a touch, and she felt the soft muscle beneath press up against her palm.

When those jaws opened again, it was with a wet, saliva-soaked smack. And then another, and another. The tan fur within slipped in and out of view as the muzzle softly opened and closed, the pink tongue rolling sensually, rising and falling, sliding the digits this way and that within its domain. A pleasant little purr escaped Katherine’s throat as she savored the offering she’d been allowed.

“Hm… sour cream and onion seasoning today? How thoughtful,” the cat teased around the rodent’s paw.

“Didn’t exactly plan for this, but, I guess I’m glad you like it.”

“You were munching on those chips a minute ago, right? Hope you don’t mind if you end up sharing them with me.”

The rodent went stiff, her digits curling apprehensively atop the rolling tongue. The implication was clear. If Molly took the ‘full trip’, all of her, including the contents of her own belly, would be part of the ride. She glanced to the screen, wondering if the viewers had noticed her reaction. They’d probably be eating it up.

[[Muncher27: Sharing is caring]]

[[Anonymous77: Nice]]

[[DeepThroat69: Damn, look at that maw. How’s it feel in there, Molly?]]

“Um…” the rodent contemplated the question with some reluctance as she heard- and felt- another saliva-soaked smack. “Wet.”

“Anything else you’d like to tell them?” Katherine asked, her tongue twisting around Molly’s hand to form the words.

“Only if they’re paying me,” she grumbled back.

[[DeepThroat69: $$$$]]

And it looks like they are…

“It’s, um, wet, and… rough, but smooth at the same time. Her, um, tongue is kinda spikey, and I can feel her teeth, but- but it’s all covered in… drool, so.”

*gulp*

Molly took a tiny, sharp breath as she heard the sound and felt all the soft flesh press in against her hand. But it relaxed a moment later, and her hand was right where she’d left it. Kat had just needed to deal with some of that aforementioned ‘drool’.

[[DeepThroat69: Damn I thought she just downed Molly’s hand right there and I almost lost my shit.]]

[[Anonymous77: Amateur]]

[[Muncher27: We’ll get there… 12]]

[[DeepThroat69: Fuck I have to see that now.]]
[[DeepThroat69: $$$$]]

Katherine eyed her roommate- with only a hint of predatory hunger, seeing as they were only talking about a hand- and silently posed the question.

Molly glanced away and nodded her head. She felt her feline companion slowly sweep her tongue across the tan-furred paw one more time, in clear view of the camera.

“Hope these five little gerbils like spelunking,” Kathrine said, and then:

*gulp*

Her head moved forward and turned a bit in the rodent’s direction. Molly felt the soft flesh press up against her fur once more, and this time it pulled, hard, and it never released. She breathed slowly as she felt her pulse beating harder against the constant pressure.

Katherine opened her maw again to reveal the sight of her gerbil friend’s forearm disappearing over the crest of her tongue. She turned her head slightly, gently pulling on the limb she had encased in her throat, and Molly followed the signal, taking a few steps to get in a position that allowed the cameras a more heads-on view of the glistening gullet.

[[BongoBelly: Nice~]]

[[TheFurryBulge: Never gets old]]

[[DeepThroat69: Holy shit.]]
[[DeepThroat69: Um, can you wiggle your fingers in there?]]

[[Muncher27: That’s not how this works.]]

[[DeepThroat69: What?]]
[[DeepThroat69: Oh right. Um…]]
[[DeepThroat69: $$$$]]
[[DeepThroat69: Not much left, but is that enough?]]

Well, not like wiggling my fingers gets me in any deeper, Molly thought. And I have to give him something for that.

The gerbil flexed her digits as hard as she could. It was a bit of a fight against the tight, feline throat, but they both knew it still had plenty of room to stretch.

A few little bumps sprang to life in the sea of white fur; tiny bulges appearing and disappearing as Molly pressed her fingers against the slick muscle within the cat’s hungry embrace.

[[DeepThroat69: Damn. Worth it.]]

[[TheFurryBulge: That’s nothing. You should see her *really* stretch]]

[[DeepThroat69: Don’t tempt me dammit]]

*guuurgle*

The loud sound carried throughout the room, quite clearly enough that every viewer would have heard it- even if Kat didn’t have shotgun mics aimed directly at her belly.

[[BongoBelly: Kitty sounds *hungry*~]]

[[Muncher27: She keeps herself empty for the show.]]

[[TheFurryBulge: So that our favorite gerbil can make her nice and full.]]

“Okay everyone, well, you paid to see her swallow my hand and she swallowed my hand. And this isn’t really the most… comfortable position, so I’m just gonna pull my arm out.” She kept her voice fairly calm, but reading all the talk of her ‘filling up’ Kat’s belly was making her more than a little nervous about the placement of her hand in her roommate’s digestive tract.

The chat didn’t seem to like her announcement, though.

[[DeepThroat69: Wait really?]]

[[TheFurryBulge: Just a little longer at least?]]

[[BongoBelly: Aww don’t be like that]]

[[DeepThroat69: Yeah, not yet. Please.]]

[[Anonymous77: This is weak sauce anyway. Is this a real vore stream or not?]]

[[Muncher27: This isn’t some quick deep-web gulp and dump, this is Kat and Molly.]]

[[Anonymous77: This is teasy garbage. Go deeper already.]]

[[TheFurryBulge: Let Molly take her time]]

[[Anonymous77: She’s a scared little prey, so what. Stuff that cat already and get to the good stuff!]]

“I bet you wouldn’t talk so big if your hand was in her throat, Anon,” Molly muttered derisively.

[[BongoBelly: Ohh!]]

[[Anonymous77: *I’m* not a little mousey, Cat Shit.]]

“Yeah!? Well if you wanna see it so bad, why don’t you pay something instead of flapping your yap, you cheap asshole!”

[[DeepThroat69: Ha! You tell em]]

[[Muncher27: F]]

[[TheFurryBulge: Shot down by a gerbil in a cat’s throat. Who wants to bet Anon’s broke?]]

[[Anonymous77: $$$$]]
[[Anonymous77: Swallow that rodent. Show her a real asshole.]]

“If you think I’m going in there for that, you’re crazier than I am,” Molly said. “Double it and maybe you’ll see her swallow my arm.”

[[Muncher27: Wheeling out the jerk rates, I see.]]

[[Anonymous77: $$$$]]
[[Anonymous77: Done. Double. Swallow her Kat, far as this’ll get me. I wanna see her squirm.]]

Molly grimaced, but looked away. Whoever that guy was, he was a jerk, but she’d made a bet and lost. And if he was paying, well…

[[Muncher27: $$$$]]
[[Muncher27: Would a little extra from me make it easier? I wouldn’t mind seeing it either, after all.]]

“Fiiine,” Molly sighed. She glanced reluctantly to Kat, whom she realized had been idly licking her forearm up and down this entire time. She felt a little ashamed that this had become normal enough to her that she hadn’t even really noticed, but she didn’t really have much time to dwell on that.

*gulp*

*gulp*

*gulp*

Each swallow was slow, shallow and deliberate. A flex of her feline throat, a forceful squelch, and a jerk as Molly was pulled deeper. Forearm. Elbow. Shoulder.

Katherine’s bottom teeth grazed the edge of her armpit as the swallows stopped. It happened so quickly that Molly hadn’t really had a chance to process her journey, but she felt it now, and saw it. Standing next to the seated feline, she could see her limb disappearing into the steamy pink abyss, bulging out the white-furred neck, and ending in a little lump in the cat’s midsection.

Familiar, unpleasant sensations came to her, but as she tried to process them, she noticed new messages in the chat.

[[HaveFunInside: $$$$]]
[[HaveFunInside: What’s it feel like in there?]]

“It’s… hot,” she said, steadying her breath. “Very hot.”

[[BongoBelly: You can say that again]]

“It… it’s not like in her mouth… it’s overwhelming heat and slime and innards… everywhere, in all directions… all coming in on you…”

[[DeepThroat69: Fuck I wish I’d recorded that]]
[[DeepThroat69: Think if I pay her she’ll say it again?]]

[[Muncher27: Not worth it. It’ll never be as good as seeing this live.]]

[[BongoBelly: $$$$]]
[[BongoBelly: Can you feel any juice in there waiting for you?]]

Now it was Molly’s turn to gulp.

“Um… yeah… there… there’s a bit.” She could feel it pooling around her fingers, soaking into her fur. It tingled in the heat. But that was okay, she could still pull out at this point. She’d just have to wash up before going back to the TV.

*guuuurgle*

“I can feel the rumble when that happens… and everything comes in and presses tighter…”

Kat patted her belly with one paw, right on the bulge her rodent roommate was making, in a move that was somehow both encouraging for Molly, and enticing for their viewers.

[[HaveFunInside: Man, her head is *real* close to that hungry muzzle. Bet she’d slip inside nice and easy…]]

Katherine, her mouth a bit too full now to speak, typed up a response.

[[TheWhiteLynx: If you wanna see *that* you have to pay for the full belly package. Once the head goes in, the rest has to follow. Too uncomfortable to hold her like that.]]

“Or, you know, you guys could just have her swallow my other arm and then call it a night?” Molly suggested hopefully.

[[HaveFunInside: Fuck I really want to see that.]]

[[HopefulSinner: And she really comes out of that okay?]]

[[TheFurryBulge: Yeah, I’ve seen her gurgle three times. Ask her yourself.]]

“Well, I’m not sure I’d say ‘okay’, it’s still…”

*guuurgle*

“… digestion. Kat’s stomach doesn’t exactly hold any punches. But, yeah, I do live. I mean, what kind of crazy person would let themselves get swallowed alive just to actually die in a gut?”

[[Muncher27: Um, well…]]

[[HaveFunInside: A surprisingly large number of people]]

[[BellyRubs95: Every prey in a vore stream without one of those talismans]]

[[GurgleLord: Every *willing* prey]]

[[BongoBelly: Yeah, welcome to the internet Molly.]]

Well, at least I know I have farther to fall, the gerbil thought cynically.

[[Anonymous77: Who cares if she makes it out okay!? This is *vore* we’re talking about. I’m here to see our little prey shrink away into a sexy waistline.]]

[[TheFurryBulge: Is it so crazy to you that some of us would like to enjoy vore without the murder?]]

[[BongoBelly: Yeah, that’s kinda the draw here.]]

[[Anonymous77: You guys are fucking pussies.]]

Molly was about to open her mouth, but Kat started first.

[[TheWhiteLynx: That’s it prick, you’re gone.]]

[[Anonymous77: Wait!]]
[[Anonymous77: You can’t just kick me!!]]
[[Anonymous77: I paid for this shit!!]]

[[TheWhiteLynx: You paid to see me gulp Molly’s arm. There it is in my belly. Bye now.]]

[[Anonymous77 was kicked]]

“Good riddance. As if it isn’t hard enough getting torn apart by stomach acid.”

[[TheWhiteLynx: Really? You make it look easy in there]]

Kat ran her rough tongue playfully along the fur of her housemate’s shoulder.

[[TheFurryBulge: Speaking of which… anyone got the cash to make that happen?]]

[[BellyRubs95: Asks the guy who hasn’t paid anything yet]]

[[TheFurryBulge: Yeah, well, I’m saving up]]
[[TheFurryBulge: Besides, you’re one to talk]]

“Oh, too bad,” Molly said with false regret. “Well, I can’t just keep my hand in Kat’s stomach forever. I’ll just go make her some regular, non-living, non-me food and call it a night.”

[[GurgleLord: Wait, no!]]

Despite a protesting chat, Katherine complied with her housemate’s wishes. Molly felt the tight constraints of the feline gullet loosen a bit, enough that with some effort she could start to slip her arm back up the slick passage in which it was clenched. But at the same time, the lynx shot a rather pleading, wide-eyed look to the cameras.

[[HaveFunInside: Guys! Kat’s dinner is getting away! We gotta do something!]]

[[BellyRubs95: Fuck, um]]
[[BellyRubs95: $$$$]]
[[BellyRubs95: That’s what I got. Anyone else?]]

[[Muncher27: $$$$]]
[[Muncher27: I can add a little more to that]]

Katherine glanced to Molly, who felt the lynx’s throat tense up. She almost had her elbow out, but now her progress came to a stop.

[[TheWhiteLynx: …Is that all?]]

Molly watched the screen nervously.

[[DeepThroat69: Fuck it.]]
[[DeepThroat69: Guys, I went into my savings. I gotta see this.]]
[[DeepThroat69: $$$$]]

Molly’s eyes widened and she almost smiled for a moment. That was a pretty hefty sum! She’d be able to afford her rent and a new game console. But then more immediate reality sank back in, specifically when Kat saw the number and gulped in surprise, tugging the gerbil back in up to her shoulder.

[[GurgleLord: DeepThroat FTW!]]

[[BellyRubs95: Yes!]]

[[TheFurryBulge: Sweet! Here we go!]]

[[TheWhiteLynx: Well, can’t really say no to that, huh Mol?]]

Kat looked to her co-star, smiling around the arm already buried in her muzzle.

*Swallowing*

“Ugh… why do I do this to myself?... Alright Kat, I guess I’m yours.”

*guuurgle* *squelch*

Her belly sounded ecstatic.

[[TheWhiteLynx: Any last words for the viewers tonight before I have my dinner?]]

The gerbil turned to the cameras as best she could with her arm still pinned and flipped up her middle finger.

“You fucking guys better enjoy this.”

*NOMF*

The feline’s white furred jaws gaped wide and in a single bite engulfed the rodent’s head, bulging out the lynx’s cheeks and the entrance of her throat.

A flash of white and pink overtook Molly’s view of the world, and then it went black. Brief flashes of light reached her, dancing over closed eyes as her predatory housemate savored her lavishly for the camera, opening her jaws wide between gentle nibbles to give everyone a good view of the ‘poor little mouse’ within her maw, as her tongue swept covetously across the tasty tan fur. And then-

*GULP*

That was the sound which filled the room and carried to the microphones and the viewers beyond. But to Molly, it sounded more like:

*SQUELCH*

In went her head, her muzzle diving down the tight gullet after her arm, round ears pressed flat against her skull along with her fur. The overlapping thumps of heartbeats competed for sonic dominance against the crackles and squelches, and then there was:

*puuuurrrrr*

*GULP*

Molly felt herself jerk forward as the hungry muscles enveloping her tugged, Kat’s hands around her waist now helping her along and keeping her special meal steady. Because that’s what she was becoming now: a meal, a bit of cat food. Thousands of years of evolution and societal advance and here she was throwing back to the dark ages and serving herself up as some fresh meat, all because it was easier than getting a ‘real job’.

*GULP*

The slick throat pulled at her vigorously, sucking her down. All those years of ‘evolution’ didn’t seem to have done much to temper the lynx’s instinct for sustenance, that predatory drive to hunt and consume.

*puuuurrr*
*guuuurgle*

Nope, Kat seemed to be enjoying this quite well, as always.

Her chair turned to the side, the voracious feline was now hunched over, her maw wrapped around Molly’s chest, beads of drool dripping down the gerbil’s fur in streams.

[[BongoBelly: Holy shit she’s doing it!]]

[[DeepThroat69: Fucking worth it!]]

*GUUUURGLE*

*GULP*

The loud, primal call of hunger sounded below Molly’s muzzled snout, and then into the waiting pit she was thrust. The eager force of the feline’s gullet stuffed her down, her head pressing through the entrance which her arm had already wedged open, squishing into the excited walls. The empty stomach stretched happily to accommodate her, and she got her first real whiff of the deep, acrid abyss which she’d be calling home for the rest of her unpleasant night.

Memories of previous trips to this same hellhole flooded her mind and she struggled to fight them away. In fact she struggled physically. She felt her feet leave the floor as Katherine lifted her, now that more than half of her body was on its way to the digestive depths, and she found herself flailing her legs and wriggling within the tight throat. She wasn’t trying to escape, not really. She had a signal she could give for if she really wanted out. It was just a natural response. Struggling and fighting against the thought of spending another long, grueling night being torn apart by this cat’s belly. But it’s what she’d agreed to, and she knew she wasn’t about to back out now.

*GULP*

Katherine turned as she took another hearty swallow, giving all their viewers a perfect, straight on look at the huge bulge in her neck and chest, the clear form of the wriggling gerbil wrapped up in her tight gullet and being crammed head-first into her waiting stomach, flailing legs protruding from her gaping jaws as they quickly took in more and more of her meal.

[[Muncher27: *That’s* the fucking ticket!]]
[[Muncher27: Kat and Molly sure know how to put on a good show!]]

[[DeepThroat69: Why the fuck didn’t I find this earlier!?]]

[[BellyRubs95: Nice view there!]]

[[GurgleLord: I’ll fucking say]]

*GL-ORP*

Molly felt Kat lean back in her chair, her rear end rising higher into the air, weight shifting backward, and then the throat gave another mighty pull.

The white-furred belly bulged out suddenly and massively as the gerbil girl inside was crammed against the stomach walls, only for the bulge to then quickly shrink and wiggle and burble loudly as her meal curled up tighter amidst the oppressive muscular folds.

[[DeepThroat69: Look at her go!]]

[[HaveFunInside: Fucking best! Here comes the finale!]]

With her meal’s waist now securely packed within her throat, Kat took a long, deep breath in through her nose and digressed for a moment to savor this unique experience. Molly was now just about balanced on the edge of her gullet, the next swallow would set off the cascade that would seal her away for the night, and while it wasn’t exactly a comfortable position in which to pause- for either of them- she just wasn’t quite ready to let it pass yet.

The cat slowly and deliberately ran her tongue across the tan-furred legs, the little papillae spines digging into the coat like a comb and drawing out all the tastes of the flesh below. Her housemate’s natural flavor really did pair well with a seasoning of potato chips!

[[BongoBelly: OMG the fucking *tease*]]

[[GurgleLord: No one does it like Lynx]]

[[BongoBelly: No kidding!]]

Come on already, Kat! Stop licking my thighs and get this over with! thought the embarrassed gerbil crammed within the fleshy walls. She wiggled indignantly to show her frustration.

Katherine seemed to get the idea, because she gave one last luscious lick, before turning her muzzle to the ceiling and taking another loud:

*GULP*

*GULP*

*gulp*

The tan thighs squelched into the gaping maw, followed quickly by knees and more in one continuous- if jerky- slide. The bulges in Kat’s white-furred body rolled and rippled as her prey moved within her, slipping deeper. As the wriggling toes approached the feline’s view, she began to lower her muzzle and lean forward, far forward. She bent over enough that she was more or less squishing most of the Molly in her stomach, so she could get right up close to the camera and show everyone the last bit of Molly that wasn’t.

The stream’s view became completely encompassed by pink and white as the tips of her parted muzzle shadowed the lens, giving everyone watching as close a view as possible as the tan toes slipped further and further, teasingly slow, toward the back of her throat. Strands of drool clung to the tawny fur along with the flexing spines carpeting the length of the slick tongue as the last of her rodential meal eked its way toward the pink abyss, and finally:

*glrk*

That tongue gave one final little swell, pushing Molly on her way, and then the gerbil girl was seen no more.

Kat quickly leaned back, and as the camera refocused and adjusted for light, their viewers were treated to a nice shot of the long, leg-shaped bulges slipping down the white-furred throat to join the rest of Molly in the lynx’s now sizable stomach, wriggling and jiggling gently as the girl within shifted and settled.

[[HaveFunInside: Have fun inside~]]

[[DeepThroat69: That was the most intense thing I ever saw]]

[[BongoBelly: There she goes :)]]

[[Muncher27: Amazing as always. Tell Molly in there she did a great job~]]

*Digestion*

Katherine stretched out wide, splaying her arms and legs and even her jaws, tightening her muscles and reveling in the sensation, and then finally let herself relax, slumping back into the chair a content, happy, fat cat, with a nice big meal. Smiling wide with somewhat lazy eyes, she glanced over the chat screen.

“You’ve got a compliment or two, Mol. Looks like you did good.” She lazily raised a hand to her huge, distended gut and patted it gently.

Inside, Molly felt the praising little pat alongside all the other pressures within the steamy gut. The walls squeezing and squashing, sizing her up, the lynx’s lungs growing and shrinking against her, her own chest struggling to expand in the tight embrace.

She was doing her best to calm herself and slow her breathing. She’d done this enough to know a thing or two about timing, by which I mean she’d received complaints before from viewers about passing out too early. Now, that was much more pleasant than passing out too late, but things didn’t really get bad in there until after the first half-hour or so… usually… and the longer she was awake the longer she could help make money… And the longer she could hold out hope that some sympathetic soul might pay some huge amount to have Kat try to cough her up… not that that had ever happened.

[[HaveFunInside: Now *this* is the stuff I’ve been waiting for]]
[[HaveFunInside: $$$$]]
[[HaveFunInside: Tell us, how does it feel to have a belly full of gerbil?]]

“Hehe. Great. It never gets old,” Katherine replied, stroking her belly affectionately as it let out a long, wet *squuuelch*. “There’s really nothing else like it. Having a nice, big meal packed away.”

Molly squirmed in protest.

“A nice big Molly packed away, is that better?” she asked teasingly.

[[GurgleLord: Have you ever considered… you know… trying it *without* that talisman? Just asking.]]

“With her?” Kat gestured to her bulge. “Why would I want to pass up on a free recurring vore meal like this? I know some of you guys are into the more… final… aspects of this stuff, but for me, that thing gives me all the pleasure of every step of the process with none of the guilt.”

[[HopefulSinner: Didn’t she say doing this still hurts? Like, a lot?]]

“…Yeah, I guess. But hey, if she’s willing to do it. It’s not like I’m swiping her and forcing her down my throat like some other streamers I’ve see- heard of. I’m just helping her make a living. And as long as she’s got that necklace, I think whatever goes on in there is just a downside of the job.” She gave her bulging fur another affectionate rub. “For her, at least.”

*guuuuurgle*
*puuuurrrr*

[[BellyRubs95: So it’s just for money then? Not that I’m complaining, but why doesn’t she just sell the talisman? It literally lets her survive being eaten, she’d get a ton of money for that!]]

“You know, that might have been a good question to ask her before she became tonight’s dinner. Luckily I think I can fill in for her, since she’s busy filling me. You’re actually not the first person to make that suggestion. The thing is it’s a family heirloom, she- *purrrr* -she refuses to part with it. Says it’s hers, and her family would disown her if she ditched it.” The reclining lynx leaned in a bit closer to a mic, squishing her prey a bit in the process, and added in a mock-whisper, “But if you ask me, I think she secretly likes getting eaten like this.”

The lynx’s belly jiggled violently, with little extra bulges and a muffled shout:

“I DON’T LIKE BEING EATEN!!”

“Heheheh,” Kat laughed, until-

*UUURP*!

“Hehehe, come on Mol, calm down in there before you use up all your air.”

[[BongoBelly: Fucking *hawt*!]]

[[HaveFunInside: Nice one, Kat. Or should I be complimenting Molly for that?]]

[[BellyRubs95: So, uh, how long does she have in there?]]

[[Muncher27: Long enough to have some fun if we hurry]]

“Muncher’s right, we’re wasting precious Molly time chatting like this. She only has so much left in my hungry belly~” the bloated feline teased.

Did you have to remind them? The gerbil asked in her mind. Couldn’t you just let me digest in peace? She could already feel the acidic fluids soaking in past her coat, slathering her skin as the walls kneaded against her tightly balled form.

[[BongoBelly: Any suggestions from the pred on what fun things to do with your meal while she’s still kicking?]]

“Good choice of words. If you’re asking me, I’m sure if you paid her a bit extra you could convince her to ‘kick’ a bit more. I know a good wriggling in my belly is always fun for me.”

[[BongoBelly: Heck yeah! Perfect!]]
[[BongoBelly: $$$$]]

“Oh, sorry there Bongo, don’t think that’ll be enough.”

[[BongoBelly: Aw, come on, she’s already in there]]

“I know, I know. Trust me, I’m on your side for this one,” she claimed. “But this is my little gerbil’s precious time, you see. Struggling uses up her air, her last few minutes of life for the night.”

*squelch* *groan*

“And it doesn’t sound like she has a ton left after that window-shaker. She’s not gonna wanna give that up for just a few bucks.”

[[BellyRubs95: $$$$]]
[[BellyRubs95: Fuck it, I’d love to see some squirms. Will this cover it?]]

“Oh! Molly, we’ve got a generous payment for a little squirming, think you can oblige?”

Ugh… why me?

*squelch*

Ow! Yeah, alright alright, I’ll give you some squirms you greedy gut.

*wiggle*

*jiggle*

*thrash* *glorp*

The white-furred belly wobbled and danced atop the lynx’s lap, sending the feline into a long fit of purring, her head thrown back and arms hanging limp.

“That’s the stuff…” *puuuuurrr* “Molly yourrrrrr the best…”

The gerbil stopped when she noticed she was starting to pant. Punching and kicking at those damn walls would almost have been cathartic if it weren’t so useless. She let her limbs relax again, and the stomach quickly packed her back into a tight ball with a series of relatively light squeezes. And now the juices were rising, she could feel them. With such little free space to fill, they had already risen to cover almost half her fetal form. Kat really was hungry tonight. She really hoped she managed to pass out before it reached her face…

[[HaveFunInside: Damn, I need a loop of that. I could watch it for hours.]]

[[BongoBelly: Totally!]]

“You’ve got some fans out here,” Katherine praised. “And not just me.”

I’d better! I can feel my fur melting off. This shit’s starting to burn. Guess I’m on my way to being more Kat food…

“Seems like you’re going pretty fast tonight. What do you think in there? Five minutes, maybe?”

Molly gently wiggled once for ‘yes’.

“Thought so. Any last things for our friend Molly here before she becomes gerbil stew?”

[[TheFurryBulge: Oh yeah, I’ve been saving up for this one. Give us a clench.]]

“A clench?”

Fuck me.

“What, you don’t think it’s tight enough for her already?” Kat asked with a smirk.

It is.

The lynx slipped a hand under her belly and wobbled it lightly, feeling just how little room her roommate had to move around inside.

“I mean, that seems pretty cruel if you ask me,” she said with mock sincerity. “She already goes through so much in there and you guys just want to make it worse?” She couldn’t help smirking, tipping off the viewers to exactly how good she imagined it would feel to give her little gerbil meal a real good squeeze.

Damn, it’s really starting to burn early, but I can feel myself getting lightheaded, not much longer now.

“I mean, maybe, if you paid enough…”

[[TheFurryBulge: $$$$]]

“Oh! …Well okay.”

Fuck, not fast enough…

“Sorry for this, Mol, this fine Furry Bulge- the viewer, not you- just paid good money for a good clench, and I know you wouldn’t want to deprive them.”

…Alright Kat, Molly acknowledged silently, she tensed herself, bracing for what she knew was coming. Just get this over with. She could feel the acid on her face, and the rising juices lingered around her shoulders. Her breath was shallow. Even deeper than the embrace of the feline’s stomach, she could feel the embrace of yet another death at its hands calling to her.

“See ya in the morning.” Kat raised her arms, balled her fists and curled her toes and then:

*SQUELCH* … *glorp*

The feline purred again as she relaxed and a shiver ran down her spine, eyelids fluttering. She sat there for a moment, almost more laying down than sitting with the way she was slumped, just reveling in the sensations. Eventually she glanced at the screen and caught up on a few chat messages, mostly farewells to Molly and more praise for their performance, just as she’d expect.

She spent another good, long moment enjoying herself, just lounging there with her meal, but at some point reminded herself that she was giving all her viewers free content at this point.

“Well, alright everyone, welcome to the post-Molly portion of the show.”

*glurp*

“She’s gonna be stewing away in here all night while I digest, and I’ve got a nice cozy bed for the two of us, so the way this works is the longer you guys keep paying, the longer I sit here and let you watch.”

[[Muncher27: $$$$]]

“Aw, there we are Muncher. Thought maybe you’d started going cheap on me~”

[[Muncher27: Never 12]

“Well, that’ll get you guys a good few minutes. In fact… you know what, you’ve been such a good crowd, I think I’ll give you guys a little extra. Normally I’d make you guys pay for something like this, but seeing as I’ll be sittin’ here anyway…” The lynx shifted in her seat, scooting her bottom forward and spreading her legs. With her big belly in the way, none of the cameras could see between them, but everyone could see her hand slinking down around the side of her groaning bulge. “I’m sure you guys have all gotten the chance to enjoy yourselves, but I’ve been pent up all day. And there’s nothing like a nice big meal to help me out with that.”

*Masturbation*

Kat’s eyes fluttered a bit as she slipped one digit in between her lower lips. Claw retracted, of course.

[[HopefulSinner: Oh… I didn’t think there would be anything like… this…]]

[[TheFurryBulge: I wouldn’t have *dreamed* I’d get so lucky! Katherine Lynx rubbing one out while Molly gurgles in her gut! Fuck yeah!]]

[[Muncher27: Talk about bang for your buck]]

That’s about all the feline read before taking her eyes off the screen. In fact she closed them entirely. She was going to take this moment to herself. Just for her. Just between her, and Molly. She felt the fur of her finger slipping gently against her sensitive folds, in and out, in and out, soft and steady, and slowly she shifted her attention up her body. Up to her stomach, where she could still feel the firm form of her unconscious housemate stewing inside, wobbling back and forth with her strokes. Molly was pressing up against folds of her own, someplace just as deep and just as private, if not more so.

*guuuuurgle*
*puuuuuurrr*
*shlick* *shlick*

Katherine let herself sink into the embrace of sensation. Her body began to pulse in rhythm to her gentle thrusts: her breathing, her heartbeat, even the contractions of her stomach, syncing up, harmonizing. When she focused, she could feel every little motion inside her gut, the movement behind each little gurgle and groan. Her system was already working to break down the meal she’d taken, that Molly had given her, pressing and kneading against the rodent’s still body, taking its nutrients for her own. For her own life, her own pleasure.

*guuuuurgle*
*puuuuuurrr*
*shlick* *shlick*

She gently bit her lip. She could still taste gerbil strongly on her tongue, all around her maw. She shifted her tastebuds around idly, swiping up tiny treasure troves of taste, little stray hairs and traces of sour cream and onion powder.

*gulp*

She felt the little mouthful of drool slip down her neck, passing through the same route as her special dinner, and landing into the increasingly liquid soup inside with a quiet splash.

*puuuuuurrr*
*shlick* *shlick* *shlick*
*glooooorrrp*

She moved her free hand to her belly and began a gentle massage. Kneading harder than her methodical stomach walls could manage. Molly was already done for the night, she wouldn’t mind, and that meant she could work her little rodent meal as rough as she wanted. She pressed and shoved and squeezed, harder, faster, right up to the point where her own insides started to protest. So she kept up right at that level, thrusting and shoving and compressing, her insides tensing as the tempo climbed.

She could feel the heat spreading over her whole body, emanating from both her loins and her belly, flowing out down to the claw-tips of her curled toes and up to the ends of the tufts on her ears. Heat that she knew was covering Molly too, baking her inside her own personal oven, getting her nice and tender so she could finally just fall apart, disassemble, come undone within the hungry belly and melt away. Her hungry. Greedy. Gut.

*squeak*!

*pant* *pant* *pant*

Katherine opened her eyes to the empty room. She wasn’t sure how much time had passed. She wiped a bit of slick onto the fur of her inner thigh, basking in the afterglow as her body relaxed.

*guuuuuuurgle* *glorp*

“Yeah, I liked it too,” she muttered teasingly in agreement.

*Masturbation Over*

The flicker of a new chat message caught her eye. She glanced over the old ones first in case she’d missed something but they were all just about what you’d expect. Though one in particular did catch her fancy:

[[TheFurryBulge: No other vore stream can top a willing, immortal prey, *and* a super sexy cat to gurgle her!]]

“Well peeps,” she said finally, her voice a bit weak and tired. “I’m pretty wiped, and I think I speak for both of us” -she gestured vaguely to her bulge- “when I say we’d love a good rest. I think we’re gonna call it a night here. Thanks for the money, hope you had a good time.”

[[Muncher27: Wait!]]

Kat was used to pleas for ‘more’, but the fact that it was Muncher caught her eye and she paused for a second.

[[Muncher27: Guys, I have a confession to make. I’ve been holding out on you.]]
[[Muncher27: $$$$]]

“Holy!” Kat leaned forward with a noisy squelch from Molly to get a closer look at the screen, thinking she might have read the figure wrong. “Fuck, Muncher! That’s a pretty penny! I’ve already gulped and gurgled her, what else could you even want?”

[[Muncher27: Well, I’ve had something in mind. A special request. If you’re up for it.]]

“I’m listening…

…

“Oh Mooollyyyyy,” came the familiar sing-song call.

The gerbil girl stirred, becoming aware of herself. Her limbs were working, free to move without the restraints of tight muscular walls. She had lungs, and they were filled with fresh air rather than stomach acid. And her fur was full, colorful and intact, rather than melted off and dissolved into a dull pool of thick slop.

She opened her eyes, waking up in bed as she did every morning. She reached for the talisman and felt it hanging around her neck where it always was, as she remembered the events of the previous night.

“Oh Mooollyyyyy,” Katherine called again.

Molly glanced at her clock. It was early. Well, early for her at least. She’d just put in a full night’s work digesting, couldn’t she get a little peace now?

“What?” she called back with a tired sigh.

“Sorry to wake you, but it just can’t wait anymore.”

“Ugh…” The tired gerbil reluctantly dragged herself off her bed- coverless, as she recently began to appreciate sleeping cold. She got to her feet and walked out of her room where Kat would be able to hear her footsteps.

“Over here,” the feline called.

In her tired haze, Molly followed the voice down the hall to an open doorway and looked inside.

“What is it- WHA!?” Suddenly very awake on account of what she was seeing, the gerbil chittered over her words for a moment before finally blurting out, “What is going on here!?”

They were in their shared bathroom, but it was covered with the lights from Kat’s streaming space, and even a couple of the cameras! And the lynx was sitting on the can with her bloated belly, smack in view of the lens, beckoning to her!

*Disposal*

“Ew! Kat! I don’t want to see this!”

“Molly, listen. Last night after you were done, Muncher gave us this huge payment, enough for like, six months’ rent!”

“I don’t- Wait, how much? Seriously?”

“Yeah! And all he wanted for it was a special bonus stream.”

“…Of what?”

“Well…” Kat lifted her hefty belly with one paw as if pushing it out of the way, and then…

…*pssssssssssss*

“Wha- Kathy! EW! Stop!” The very thoroughly embarrassed rodent threw up her hands to block her eyes. “You’re actually streaming this!? If he wants to see this shit fine, but keep me out of it!” She turned to leave.

“Molly wait!” The sounds of streaming urine halted. “I can’t leave you out of it, you… um… are the shit.”

The gerbil tensed up and her fur stood on end as she heard those words and realized the implication. She would have asked Kat not to explain, she would have really preferred her not to explain, but she was briefly too mortified to speak. And so she was forced to hear the words.

“He, um, wanted to see what you were like when you came out… And, well, he wanted you to see what you were like… He specifically wanted you to be here- the, um, living, you. So, um…”

“I… you… he… Ugh… … … Six months?”

Kat nodded. She also bit her lip, and it became clear that she’d been holding last night’s Molly back for a good while now.

*squeak*! *sigh* “Fine…”

“Oh good!” the feline breathed with relief.

*PRT*!

*psssSSSSSS*

“Ahhh… You have been dying to get out all morning.”

“D-do you have to say it like that!?” Molly complained, but Kat seemed a bit too busy reveling in the relief of… relieving herself.

Molly watched uncomfortably from the corner of the bathroom as the torrent of yellow liquid flowed from the white-furred crotch. Over the pattering of the stream, she could hear quiet burbles and glorps as the pressure within the lynx’s body released, freeing up room for the other contents of her lower gut to shift. Everything that was left of her from the night before.

“I hope you’re not just planning to stand there in the corner the whole time,” Kat said with some faux concern. Her housemate was used to the feline playing things up for the camera, so the awkward gerbil had managed to build up some level of composure when it came to their unusual arrangement, but this new territory was pushing the poor rodent far outside of what she could usually cope with.

“It- um- it’s where I’d be most comfortable.” Then, at the risk of sounding at all like she was comfortable with what was going on a few feet away, she hastily corrected: “Er, um, least uncomfortable.”

“Oh, I see…” the stream of urine petered out. “It’s just that I know Muncher and the rest were really hoping to see your reaction, and well, I doubt you can see much from over there, and they can’t see you.”

And that’s how I like it, Molly thought, but she kept those words on the inside. An awkward silence filled the off-scented air for a moment, interrupted mostly by a few lingering drops of yellow dripping loudly into the bowl below, until Kat spoke again.

“You might even get an extra month stomach-free if you let the chat see your face,” the feline pointed out with a little smirk.

*gurgle*

…Could this really be more uncomfortable than an extra trip through there?

“…Oh, I can’t believe I’m doing this.” The poor, tired gerbil took a few very reluctant steps closer. “Vorarephiles. It’s bad enough that they get off to me getting digested. Now they get to watch me get dumped too?” she muttered woefully.

“Here she is again, everyone: Molly!” Katherine announced as the rodent crept into frame.

Molly waved stiffly at the camera with a particularly unamused expression.

*prt*

“Oh, and here she comes,” the feline added with some urgency. “Come on, Mol, they’re gonna wanna see you seeing this.” She did her best to hike her bloated gut up and out of the way, leaving as clear a view as she could.

The gerbil reluctantly crept toward her housemate as the cat’s abdominal muscles clenched. Forcing herself, she peered through the space over the white-furred thigh and underneath the looming belly into the shadowed bowl below, and just in time.

*phrt* … *prrrt*

A drop of brown sludge fell from the cat’s rear and plopped into the yellowed water below. Then another, and another. The hardest bits, which had spent the longest time sitting in Kat’s bowels, waiting for release.

Six months outside a stomach. Six months outside a stomach, Molly repeated in her head.

*prrrrrt*

A long, smooth cylinder of brown peaked into view. Molly forced herself to watch as the log dipped down into the bowl and began to coil. Faster and faster as Kat built up a rhythm of pelvic clenches.

“Oh-” The gerbil put a hand to her mouth and gagged.

*puuuuuuurrrrr*

“Kat!”

“What!? You feel good going in and you feel good coming out! I can’t help it!”

“I… I…” Molly stuttered. She might have thrown back a rebuttal except she was now horribly transfixed by the long mushy coil building up before her eyes, as those lightly pleasure-soaked words kept ringing in her head. ‘You feel good coming out’. That, that stuff was her. What was left of her, anyway. After Kat’s body melted her down like a common snack and sucked everything of value out of her. She could see traces of her hair littering the brown, the natural tan color almost completely obscured. She even saw bits of white which she morbidly realized must have been fragments of bone that the feline’s digestive system hadn’t managed to fully break down during her trip.

Kat casually pulled out her phone.

“Seriously!?” Molly complained.

“What? I don’t have my PC in here, so I have to check the chat somehow.” She paused slightly as a new message came through. “‘How exactly does she feel on the way out?’” the feline read. “Well, she’s soft on the surface but there’s this lovely ribbed texture, especially on some of the bony bits that-”

“Oh my GOD! Kat! I don't want to hear all the gritty details!” the incredibly flustered rodent objected.

“Okay, okay,” the feline conceded. “Sorry bud,” she said to the camera. “If you wanna know anything else, you’ll just have to read it off my smiling face, cause- Oh, wait, hold on-”

The feline clenched up for a moment and then:

*prrrrrt*!

“Ah…”

The seemingly endless stream of brown broke off with that noisy eruption and an extra-firm clench. And then the lynx sighed, reached over and pressed the toilet handle. A swirl of fresh water came and with an unceremonious rush swept the remains of Molly Muridae away into the sewers.

The living edition of the gerbil stood and stared as a mortified statue.

Kat glanced back to her phone.

“Oh, wow, the chat is going wild over your reaction,” she informed with a chuckle. A healthy bit of scorn for their viewers brought the semi-stunned rodent back to reality.

“Good for them…” she replied with obvious disdain. “Well… I didn’t think it was possible to get even more uncomfortably close to your digestive system than I’ve already gotten, but I guess I was wrong. Glad that’s over. Hope that crazy ‘Muncher’ enjoyed the show.” Molly turned indignantly to leave, hoping to return to her nice, private, bed.

“Whoa, hold up.”

“What?”

“Um, see all this?” Kat jiggled her belly full of post-digested gerbil, sending the clear sounds of sloshing and groaning guts throughout the tiny room. “I’m, um, not even close to done. You just won’t all fit in the toilet at once… Must be all those potato chips.”

Molly stared at the sizable belly she’d once filled and tried not to question exactly how many toilet-fulls of herself were still in there. Her uncomfortable silence gave Kat another moment to check the chat on her phone, and the feline frowned for the first moment since she’d started letting loose.

“Darn,” the cat lamented.

“What now?”

“Well, we’ve got a few complaints that there isn’t a good view of the action. I was worried about that; I only had so much time to set up and there’s just not a lot of good places to stick the cameras in here.” She paused as a new message came in. “And someone just paid good for a real, close shot.” Another pause for another message. “Oh, great idea! Yeah. Mol, can you go grab that cam and take it off the stand?”

“Uh, sure,” the gerbil replied. Anything to get her even slightly further away from all that. She freed the cam with a click and held it in one hand. “Now what?” she asked, expecting foolishly to be shown a better place to mount it.

“Now-” The feline spread her legs even wider and did her best to push her belly further aside, forcing out another burst of gas from down below. “Now get in there and get a good shot of this next one.”

“Wha-!? C-come on, you can’t-”

*prrrt*

“Hurry, Mol, I can’t hold you back,” the cat warned.

“I-I… ohhh.” The incredibly uncomfortable gerbil stepped closer- right up to her bloated housemate- and pointed the lens down at the bowl, subconsciously closing her eyes.

“Ahh… ohhh- Uh, no, Mol, watch the shot,” Kat corrected between pelvic clenches, watching the video feed on her phone.

Molly forced herself to look and adjusted the camera’s aim, only to be told:

“Closer, come on. We’re making green from this brown.”

“Errrrrm…” the gerbil squeaked in protest. It’s this or digestion. It’s this or digestion, she told herself repeatedly as she got down on one knee and aimed the cam directly at the looming lobes of the feline’s rear. “Oh- oh for fuck’s sake…” She quickly raised her free hand to her snout and plugged her nose, doing her best to block out the pungent scent radiating from quite close by. A scent that she hated to realize smelled uncomfortably reminiscent of her own.

Despite her goal of capturing a shot, she very much unintentionally caught sight herself of the very spot from which all this ex-rodent excrement was escaping. And once she’d seen it, she couldn’t look away. The feline’s hairless pucker flexed and pulsed with the regular contractions of the cat’s bowels, pumping inch after inch of her post-digested self out from the nether end of her housemate’s digestive tract.

Over and over it twitched and wiggled. Molly had had the unfortunate luck of getting familiar with a sphincter or two inside Kat’s gut, namely the one that squeezed her into that greedy stomach, and the one that kept her from moving on until she was ‘done’. But inside Kat it was dark (and wet, and hot, and slimy). This sphincter she could actually see. She was so transfixed that she almost didn’t register the constant, pleasure-filled purring from the seated feline as the long brown length of her thoroughly digested meal rubbed against her tailhole on its way out.

That is, until Kat laughed. The unexpected chuckle sent a clench through the feline’s body. Her puckered anus clamped, cutting off the log making its exit and locking a bit more of Molly inside. But much more noticeably, the cat’s bladder was also affected.

“Hey!” Molly complained, as a little spray of urine shot out against the lip of the bowl close enough that her whiskers could feel the breeze. She recoiled and tumbled back onto her own butt.

“Oh shit, sorry Molly,” Katherine apologized with a bit of honest sincerity. “It’s just” -and her amused smirk returned- “someone pointed out that you are technically sort of taking a selfie.” The feline chuckled again as she reached over and pushed the toilet handle to flush, her belly burbling quietly in the background as the contents moved along.

“Ha. Ha,” the gerbil ‘laughed’ dryly. “Well, I hope they got a real nice view, because I am done with that.”

“Molly, wait. Listen I know this is weird even for us, but we’ve got a few new guys watching now, that’s both our future incomes there. And I can’t do this without you.” It was hard for the cat to seem innocent while sitting on the shitter, disposing of her friend’s digested remains, but she did her best.

“Er- Well I don’t want to just sit here staring at your kitty!” the rodent complained. Frankly that little spurt had drawn her attention to it, and she had been so focused on being uncomfortable with the cat’s tailhole that she hadn’t even begun to unpack how uncomfortable she was sticking her muzzle within whisker-distance of her roommate’s snatch.

“Hm, well, I guess that’s fair. Oh! I know.” Katherine released her belly, letting it settle back centered on her lap, and then leaned forward, as far forward as she could.

The stuffed gut gave a rather loud squelch as the leftover Molly inside fought for space. The gerbil hastily scooted back and stood up as the cat’s snout came in closer. But getting in close to her roommate hadn’t been the feline’s intent, to the contrary, it was to make some space.

“See if you can get a good shot from the back,” Kat suggested. “Totally out of the splash zone.”

“I- Can’t we just- Do I have to-”

*prrrrt*

“Oof, this new position’s really getting things moving,” Katherine remarked, not sounding displeased. Molly grimaced, but then… she sighed.

“…Fine…” It was not fine. This was horrible and embarrassing and gross. But so was getting eaten, and she still did that. At least this was only painful emotionally. “This shit sucks.”

“Oh, don’t hate on yourself like that. You make great cat shit,” Kat replied encouragingly. “The whole chat says so.”

Molly ignored her as she apathetically stepped around to the side of her hunched housemate and leaned in toward the rear wall. There was a fair bit of space between the toilet tank and the white fur of the feline’s back, and her similarly white-furred bum was hanging a small distance over the seat, tilted just enough to see exactly what was hidden underneath.

It was a perfect view; just Molly’s luck.

“Wow, that’s a perfect view!” Katherine remarked.

“Lucky me,” the gerbil grumbled.

“Well, here we go. Errm-” The cat strained again, and Molly- as well as their viewers- saw the feline’s pucker flex and widen. For a brief moment, they could just make out a sliver of pink, a peek into the aft end of the lynx’s winding, hungry guts, before another log of her past dinner- of Molly- passed through. It smoothly slipped from the poised pucker, curved, and sank into the water below with a *plop*, where it once again began its coiling.

“Ahhh…” the feline sighed, bordering on another purr.

“Ugh…” the rodent groaned. “You know, weirdos in chat comparing my fur to a light-brown streak was really the closest- no, much closer- than I ever wanted to get to this end of things…” she muttered miserably.

“Sorry this makes you so uncomfortable, Mol,” Katherine offered, suppressing her obvious pleasure response to let her sincerity come through.

“Thanks,” the gerbil replied acceptingly.

“But I mean… you did know this is how you end up every time I eat you, right?”

“I mean, I tried not to think about it.”

“Never got curious? I mean I spend a while in here sometimes after a big Molly meal, helping you out the back door.”

“No. And can we please stop referring to… that stuff as me?”

“Yeah, I guess that’s fair. I mean-” *prt* *plop* “-there isn’t really much of a comparison anymore. I don’t go around comparing my usual BMs to tuna.”

“Thank you,” the rodent replied with a touch of relief.

“…That being said… do you think you could put a bit of your hand into the shot or something?”

“Why?” Molly asked accusingly.

“…Someone just paid to see ‘both new Molly and old Molly at the same time so they could compare the color’,” Katherine admitted.

The gerbil grumbled, her whiskers twitching in annoyance. She stuck up her tan-furred middle finger and shoved it clearly into view.

“Yeah, that works,” Kat said with a pleased smirk, though it wasn’t clear if she was reacting to her roommate’s response, or to a particularly pleasurable bit of ex-gerbil she was passing. “Oooo….” *plop* “That’s the stuff.” It was probably the latter.

“You know, I think you enjoy this stuff a little too much,” Molly grumbled accusingly.

“Who? Me?” Kat asked. She tried to sound sincere for that one, but couldn’t manage to cover up her newest round of purring as another section of log slunk its way out along with a few fresh spurts of yellow.

“Well you don’t see me getting all excited when it’s showtime.”

“Well I do it all for you, of course. I’m just trying to help my housemate make ends meet. What, you think I’m taking advantage of you?”

“You’re shitting my digested remains into a toilet!”

“And I’m giving you 70% of the profit! I think that’s pretty selfless considering my body is doing most of the work. I’m helping you out.”

*prt*! *plop*

“Ugh, whatever. Can we just get this over with already?”

“Well, if you want it to go faster, you can always give me a belly massage. That usually helps.”

“I am not going to massage myself out of your lower intestine!”

“What if-”

“Even if they pay me!”

“Fine, geeze, just a suggestion. Just as well, I want this to last since I won’t get to eat you again till next year~”

*phrt* *splort*

“Not if I can help it!”

“Oh, you want to do it again sooner? I mean, I’d be glad to-”

“No! I mean I’m planning on not ending up in your stomach again!”

“Oh yeah? You actually gonna find a job?”

“Yeah! You know what, yeah! Fuck it. I’m going job hunting. Today!”

“Well, okay then. I guess it would be good for you to-” *phrt* *plop* “-get out more. You can spend your days sitting at a desk in an office, or maybe running around with papers for hours, oh, or maybe you’d find something where you get to talk to people all day.”

“Yeah…”

“I mean, who knows how long you’d have to relax at home, but hey, you gotta do what makes you happy.”

*plop*
*puurrr*

“Yeah… Job hunting… In a few months… How long did you say that Muncher money would last us exactly?”

Katherine chuckled. “Something tells me I’m gonna be eating well even after that money runs out.”

Molly scowled, her anger-fueled determination already fading. She wouldn’t admit it, but she knew: Kat was probably right.

Originally Published: 20-Dec-2022