The Skunk seemed to shrug before turning around. You soon find out when she darted her head forward and clamped her jaws over your feet!! You gasp in fear once you realize your fate, and promptly try and pull your feet free, but she has her jaws clamped tight. Smirking, the skunk calmly ran her tongue across your feet, purring happily at your other worldly taste. Oh yes, she made the right choice. This creature would feel great churning away in her gut. What better fate then to become a pile of shit stinking up the joint. With this to look forward to, the polecat took a gulp, sending your feet to her belly and sucking your legs in, bit by bit. You try to grab onto something, ANYTHING to escape, but you were only extending your melty demise. With a quick yank, the skunk snapped her jaws over your plump, juicy ass, earing a Yelp from her food as her razor teeth jabbed your boody cheeks. With a cheeky smirk, the skunk started chewing, prompting you to Yelp and wriggle, making her throat filled with your legs do the same. Gathering her back legs below her, the skunk sat up, hoisted her meal straight up so gravity could lend a hand. She continued lapping at your ass, making sure to get every nook and cranny. But this soon came to an end, and with another gulp she took in your belly...or tried. You braced with your hands, determined not to be her ass fat. But all this time., she had been drooling, strands and globs of salvia running down her maw and splattering on the leafy ground. Your hands slipped, and she proceeded to seal her maw around them, trapping you. Letting out a muffled giggle, the skunk started lapping at you gut, and with some maneuvering, she managed to flip you over, and continued lapping at your tasty flesh. She would gladly sucked on you like a lollipop all day, but her stomach was calling. And so, with another swallow, your head was the only thing sticking out. With another muffled giggle, the skunk started lapping at your chest while giving her belly, then booty a pat, reminding you where you'll end up, gently chewing on your tasty chest. Finally ready for your head, she opened her maw, allowing your head to slide in her jaws. Slowly she sealed her lips around you, enveloping you in wet darkness. The skunk sighed happily as she ran her tongue over your face and hair, determined to get as much of your taste before her belly melted you away. She was going to miss you, but alas, this was a one way trip, and besides, she had a feeling ther were plenty more if your kind, ready to be eaten. And on that delightful thought, she opened her maw and let gravity pull your soaking head down her gullet. The Polecat placed a paw on the bulge, tracing it to her bulging, squirming belly, liking her drooling lips as she rubbed her gurgling belly. You kick and thrash, her acids rapidly turning you into a fine soup, which was then pumped straight to her ass, making it grow. The skunk got back on all fours and looked as her rear, giving it a firm squeeze. She giggled, her food gave her one big bottom. And now it wanted out. Who was she to say no? Squatting her fat ass to the leaf litter, she squeezed out what's left of you. Brown fat turds hit the ground, bones poking out as the air filled with the stench. With your skull as a topper, the skunk left for her possum friend and tell her about the tasty treat she had.
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