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Chapter #4

Eat it. The stomach wants meat.

    by: Unknown
Thinking and turning a lot of options in your head, you chose to eat it. Bringing your muzzle closer to him, you opened your mouth so wide that your teeth are clearly visible, drool hanging from your fangs, at the end of the throat ended in a dark, slimy tunnel. This creature started to run away, but your reaction was faster, you took your tongue out of your mouth and wrapped it around this creature, then pulled it into your mouth. He lay down on your tongue, after which you pressed him to your forehead, rolled him in your mouth, licked his body with your tongue to taste, after you savored the taste, and it lasted a minute, you lifted the front part of your tongue, threw your head back and pushed this creature to the back of your mouth, it screamed, and after what fell down your throat, you took a sip and sent it into the esophagus, a descending lump formed on the outside of the throat, it disappears near the chest. You were glad to have at least some piece of food, but you still didn't have enough, it wasn't enough, you still have to be bad, otherwise you will starve to death. You went to the kitchen. You climbed on the hardware and pushed the bag of feed to the edge of the pedestal, after which it fell, you jumped down and tore one of the edges of the bag, the feed fell from there, you began to eat greedily, you can say without chewing, but just swallowing. It looks like that creature was unlucky, he will be buried alive in the stomach, under the feed. After 10 minutes of eating, your stomach was full and became large, even bulging from the edges. You were full, after making a couple of burps, you backed up to the sofa, since there is no one and everything is allowed, you jumped on the sofa, got comfortable and putting your head on your front paws, began to fall asleep in order to slowly digest your lunch in a dream, because it's hard for you to walk and run with him.

16 hours of digestion will be wonderful for you, and for the creature you ate, they will be the most painful and humiliating.

You no longer thought about this creature, it's just food that should nourish your body, and the waste from food should be removed properly, because nothing just disappears, what got inside from one end should come out from the other end!

According to the past 16 hours, digestion has long since subsided and ended, the residual products were already waiting at the back end of your body.
You're all cheerful, like a puppy, full of energy for the whole day, woke up and stretched, then got up on your paws jumped off the couch and headed outside, because you had to empty your bladder and you felt pressure from behind your stomach, signaling the need for a smelly act.

You jumped off and headed from the living room to the corridor where there was a door to the backyard, you went out through the dog door, went down the stairs and lowered your nose to the ground and began sniffing, searching for a good place. Your choice fell near a lonely standing tree, in the corner of the yard, near the fence, where there was a line of bushes on both sides.
You walked up to the tree, turned around and squatted down, lowering your ass at a distance of 4 centimeters from the ground, your little tail rose, exposing a wrinkled dirty, pale pink, black anus at the edges. You sat down and looked around, then looked at the house and jerked started the process of defecation. Your anus began to disperse with a creaking sound, a second later you burst out with a deafening, smelly fart into the air, an irregular, rounded head of a brown turd appeared in the opening of the anus, moving towards the exit with a slow gait, apparently not intending to go out.
As the poop came out, your anus expanded along the diameter of the poop, your anus was slimy and sticky inside, and the poop was also slimy and sticky, was covered with rectal, smelly, brown mucus. Now it's impossible to know exactly what the poop is made of and who was turned into it. Now it is an ordinary twisted, brown dog poop with pits on the body, irregularities on the body. A second passed, the poop came out on the rub from your anus, after a few more seconds passed, passing with every second, the poop came out of the anus with a final squish and fell with a crash and rustle on the green grass, staining it in brown slime and in the remains of food and bones. Your tail jerks down, and the anus wrinkles anew. You get up, wipe your feet and go about your business, forgetting about who you left in the backyard.

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