Rare mammal vore stories

You will pay for not feeding her on time. Her angry expression makes you sweat. If right now, at this time, there is no food on the plate, then you are a good substitute for it.

Georgette snarls at you and knocks you to the ground. Her angry blue eyes will look at you with a feeling of hunger. Georgette licked her lips and prepared to move your body into her hungry and thin belly. "Hey, baby, I'm sorry. I forgot. If you give me your plate now, I'll treat you to your favorite pate," you begged her to stop, to forgive you, but the Poodle's only response was a loud rumbling in his stomach and the dog's whining. Georgette will not forgive you for what you did to her, she is a great, victorious dog, and she should be treated with respect. But her master did not, and now he will become her breakfast. Your big body was perfect for not eating her for another three days while she depleted the nutrients you gave her.

Georgette opened her mouth and brought her muzzle closer to your face. You looked straight into the eyes of your fear-into the back of her mouth, where there was a throbbing larynx and a hanging tongue. Trickles of saliva dripped from her fangs, which formed a small puddle on her tongue and under it. The unpleasant smell of food came from the bowels of the Poodle, which enveloped your face, your face wrinkled. You turned pale, and it seemed to you that you couldn't feel your whole body, and you couldn't move. Your poor heart started beating. The poodle let you admire the inside of her mouth for 2 seconds, after which she started tearing all your clothes that were on you. Human clothing can bring her trouble and constipation. It took Georgette 10 minutes to undress, after which she licked your face, her saliva got into your mouth, and your face wrinkled. The saliva tasted bitter and rotten. But the poodle liked your taste. She licked your face for a minute, then slowly began to pull your head into her mouth, after which your pupils dilated and your heart began to beat even faster and louder, so much so that you could hear it. She slowly wrapped her arms around your head up to your neck, your hair stuck together. Then Georgette lowers her head even lower, and your head passes into the throat, forming a bulge on its outer side. The walls of the esophagus were strongly compressed around your head and neck, and due to the fact that the oxygen supply was slightly blocked, it was difficult for you and Georgette to breathe, but it was harder for you because it was hot in the esophagus here and it smelled like someone had left their food here for several weeks.

Sip by sip Georgette continued to pull you into herself, first her shoulders entered her esophagus, and then it reached her chest and waist, then your head entered Georgette's stomach and you buried yourself against the lower, left wall of the stomach. From the outside, the stomach began to slowly increase in size, as most of you got into the stomach. A small puddle of acid was formed at the bottom of the stomach, which was released after the Poodle felt your salty, sweet taste of the body. When only your belt and dangling legs are left outside, Georgette gets up and tilts her head back, under the force of gravity and the fact that you are vertical, it becomes easier for her to swallow you. In 5 sips, she swallows the rest of your body and you slide all into her stomach, curl up in the form of an embryo.
Georgette savors your taste for the last time and licks her lips before getting comfortable and lying down on her huge fluffy belly full of juicy human meat. Your head was next to your ass and feet. So you not only have to listen to the Poodle's heartbeat, but also sniff your last farts for the last time, before you yourself become burps, farts, urine, fat on the Poodle's stomach and her ugly shit. Georgette barks more affectionately than a minute ago, she says thank you for being her food. Georgette emits a short, weak burp that smells like your body and falls asleep. After 5 minutes, you hear a muffled snore coming from inside the Poodle.

So, as soon as the Poodle fell asleep, the stomach began to quickly and rapidly secrete acid, in a matter of seconds the stomach is filled to the brim, up to your neck. You're all wet. At this moment, your ears were struck by the deafening sound of a contented rumbling of the stomach. You began to cry bitterly that you would end up in your life so quickly, to the sounds of the dog's heartbeat and the contented, joyful rumbling of the stomach. Now there was nothing left but to fall asleep forever, before you feel a hellish pain and will beat on the thick, pink-pale walls of the stomach. Acid enveloped your whole body and you began to feel tingling all over your body, but it doesn't look like a burning pain, but it looks like a pleasant massage that gave relaxation.
You closed your eyes and slowly began to fall asleep. After 5 minutes, you fell asleep forever. Georgette rolled over and lay on her right side, her big belly fell to the ground, now it was visible. As you fell asleep, the acid started working on your body. Your skin and muscles slowly dissolved and mixed to form patches at the bottom of the stomach, after which they turned into a liquid, acidic reddish porridge. The stomach squeezed, so that the outline of your body was drawn on the outside of the stomach. An hour passes and your outline disappears, your stomach changes to a rounded shape and slightly decreases in size. Your muscles were turned into mush, but your organs and bones were still intact and were being attacked by acids just now.

It takes 3 hours for your whole body to turn into porridge. Your skeleton disintegrates and your bones begin to crumble, turn into small bones or into a melting substance.
Georgette's belly had shrunk three times and looked like a small bump, with the size of a cow's head.
Another hour passes and your broken, porridge-turned body is pushed further along the Poodle's digestive tract, into its small intestine, where you change your color to humiliatingly brown and change your composition and smell, which will resemble the smell of rotten meat or rotten eggs, or all mixed up. Also, your shape will change to an unevenly elongated one, there will be pits and uneven joints all over your body. Passing through the small intestine of the Poodle, the small villi of the small intestine will suck out all the nutrients from you and leave only a little water, mineral salts in your body that could not be absorbed and unnecessary or waste substances will be injected into your body, as well as your hard, compacted body will collect dead cells from the intestinal walls. Such a journey with a humiliating change takes you 5 hours, after which your pasty body is exhaled into the large intestine, where all the excess water will be sucked out of your residual parts of the intestinal villi, drying you and compacting you, giving uneven shapes, corners and rounding will be sent to the last journey, along the way of which your new body will be covered with rectal mucus, into the rectum where you will wait for a very long time, 15-20 hours, until the Poodle wakes up after sleeping off and does not release what is left of you on the morning forest bedding.


17 hours pass, a new day has come, morning. Georgette is full of energy and ready to have fun and rejoice all day. And while you stayed in her rectum and poked your head against her anus, the anal glands and rectal glands secreted lubricant from the walls, which did not allow the poop to dry out and gave better progress. Georgette wakes up, she stretches and yawns. She got up and seemed to have forgotten what happened yesterday. She had a lot of strength, but she was very thirsty after yesterday. But this morning is interrupted by her loud, long and smelly farting. You were very tasty. Georgette goes to a bowl of water and sips water. She finishes drinking and goes out through the dog door to the street because she needs to relieve herself. Not only to release the bladder, but also the rectum. While Georgette ran far into the forest, she marked every branch, every case with her urine, into which your fluids that were in your body were processed. Georgette finds some clearing and lowering her nose will start sniffing to find out if there is someone's territory here. But after a minute, not finding any mark, she will squat down and squeeze out a one-meter thread, which, curled up, forms a steaming pile of poodle shit. Having finished getting rid of your pathetic remains and leaving you, Georgette will leave your house because there is no one else there and will live on the street. No one will ever find you again, because who wants to find out whose bones are in the poodle's poop, suddenly it's just a mouse. When the next spring comes, your remains will be washed away forever and turn into fertilizers.

You could have stayed alive if you hadn't forgotten about your four-legged friend and respected her. But you forgot to feed her and therefore became her breakfast and her anger, which she released from her anus in the form of you, in the form of a big pile of shit.