"Hmm? Oh, right," the horse girl looks over at you, and grabs you with one paw, holding you up in front of her face as she sniffs you a bit, wondering why this was something your watcher wanted, but then shrugging. It was not the puppets place to question the puppeteer. Smiling at you a bit, she ten brought a hotdog bun your size up, and then placed you in it, almost gently. Of course, before you could get out, she squeezed the sides around you rather hard, holding you in place despite your struggles against her grip. Looking around a few second, she spotted the bottle of ketchup where it was supposed to be, and picked it up, holding the nozzle of it in her teeth for a moment as she spun it around, opening it up and getting a little in her mouth, before moving it over you, shaking it so that it was down at the end, before squeezing, squirting your tiny form with the gooey stuff, covering you from head to toe in a long, squiggle of tomato paste. Bringing it up to her mouth, she smiled at you and licked her lips a bit, before pressing you inside, passing your between her sets of flat, rock like teeth, and then gently cradling you on her tongue as she closed her mouth around you, casting you into darkness. Of course, you were soon covered in sweat, saliva, and ketchup all mixed together around your body, a very messy mixture, and then your world was filled wih her voice as she mmmed around you, threatening to deafen you with her pleasure, before she tilted her head back, and then pushed you down her throat with her tongue, the walls growing tight around you as you were crushed inside the bun as her neck bulged around your form as it was passed downward. Soon you were nothing, the bulge passing between her collar bone, and vanishing into her chest. The pressure around you increased greatly at his point, and the air you were breathing got thinner as you were pumped out into her belly, splashing into a half full sac of liquid, that broke up the bread around you, leaving you floating in it, your clothes already dissolving a bit as she sighed around you, and returned to whatever she had been doing when she noticed you. Of course, her ignoring you didn't mean her body did, as the liquid around you started to sting, the air growing heavy, and the surface of the liquid getting choppier as the wall moved in and out roughly, pulling and poking at you, as they reduced the rest of the food to nothing. So you survived for several minute, your body just too solid to be broken down yet, though your clothes and fur burned off, and you couldn't move as a suction pulled you down into the intestines. This is where you expired, as the small intestines offered not a single gasp of air, and you simply drowned in the acids which ate away at your form, reducing you to mush, that the villa lined walls rubbed against, taking what they could of you, adding it to the horse, while passing the rest on. Hours would then pass, as you were moved deeper into the equine's body, coming to rest at last in a tightly packed lump in a sack of similar lumps, that soon filled to capacity. The horse, feeling this, moved toward a bathroom, and sat down on the toilet after taking off her jeans. For several minutes she grunted and groaned as she fought to force you from inside her, trying hard to get you to come out, as you resisted, and then, with one deep plunk, you landed in the water, splashing about as nothing more than a gooey, soft log of shit that stank heavily, and ran with anal juices that poured out with it. Then her urine came, a torrent of it slamming into the log, breaking it apart to become a brown soup that filled the bowl with the warmth of her body, before the equine rose, and then jiggled the handle of the toilet, flushing your remains down without even a thought.
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