Cybun Tech: Fox Disposal Unit (Multi Muse)

"Let me show you what happened to the last simp."

"Inside me there are two wolves- -BWOOOOOOOOORP- Well now one, the other is pumping into my bowels."

Letting a toot out through the skull I'm in the middle of pushing out. "Oh now you want to argue?"

"I didn't lie! I let you out!" You down there:

"Get back in there-" I clench hard and pull your head back into my ass. "Next time that comes out it'll be a shitfilled skull-"

"Gonna turn a shark into sushi then into a nice floating log."

I have zero clue why but one of my random consistent vore images in my head is shitting out a shark taller than me in one cartoonish log with their fins in the correct position and being able to see the bones in about the right spots. Just knees bent looking over my shoulder.

"Your friend? Haven't seen them." Suspiciously missing friend shaped pile of bunny crap in the toilet

"I've got a pretty good idea of what your profile is going to look like when I get through with you."

Stepping into the bathroom attached to my lab, I remove my gear and take a seat. Pressure building before that one last surge forces my rear open, a dense loaf of well processed former lab assistant making its descent to the water below. The bulge of her skull rests on my thighs

Snapping a before and after picture of you and my toilet before adding an after that's both together~

Pinching a micro off in a neat bone riddled log, capping the jar and sticking a picture of them on it with a caption, along with tying it off with a nice bow~

"Hmm... think you lied on your profile." I look at the picture on my phone, the smiling face Then back to the skull in the toilet I just clogged. "Yeah total (s)catfish."

"There's no need to be shy about liking this stuff. After all, can't really care about public opinion when your skull is sliding out my butt. Don't worry, I'll make sure your 'final update' picture captures you in your full glory. Not like you'll be much of a state to react~"

"Better keep that collar nice and polished up." I flick it with a gloved hand, grinning at the "clink". "After all, we wouldn't want you to be unidentifiable after I slurp down the end of your leash and shit out what's left of you in the park~"

Wrapping the end of a leash with my fingers, tugging it and the collar at the end of it out of my throat with a pop. "Damn. Where's the rest of you?"

"I should take pics while on the way home. Of your status. From squirming bulge. To rounding pudge. To glorping through my intestines. To that extremely gassy exit. To the lovely clogged toilet you just haaaaad to make with your stubborn ass."

"We interrupt this broadcast to bring you the gurgling and glorping of your friend's remains pumping through my intestines."

Saying it'll be fine, it's just endo vore- then when I'm trying to push you back out, dumping out a perfect scatue. Guess that full tour failed.

I poke the skull visible through my belly with a finger. "Who did I eat last night-" My tail twitches from a toot and I blush. "That question might be answered soon, bunny's gotta poop."