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Even with all the lights, the theatrics, the choreographed dancers, the video screens, the fireworks, Marie still had time for her fans. She might have looked like some sort of goddess up on stage in the middle of her concert, but at the autograph table she was simply a cute bunny girl in a skirt, smiling at everyone who shyly approached her. They brought albums, posters, shirts, cautiously presenting them while trying not to stare. She would ask them what they thought of the show and sometimes even get an answer if they weren't just screaming or crying or just fleeing before they could embarrass themselves. She found it adorable.

Though a change of pace was welcome. Where so many of her fans were bundles of energy and excitement, she spotted one in the lineup who just kept stepping back, letting someone else go ahead of her. Every time his turn was about to come up, the bashful canine would just let someone else take her place instead. Marie was focused on the autographs, but she didn't like the sight of someone missing out. So she stared a bit, looking past the crowd, trying to catch her eye. And though she dodged around Maries gaze at first, the dog couldn't help but stare right back, her nervous expression shifting into a hesitant smile.

Once she had her target's attention attention, Marie nodded her over. The canine hesitated at first, so she just gave a sweeping gesture, beckoning with a little giggle. That was finally enough to convince the dog, and she came shuffling over, clutching a vinyl edition of Marie's first album close to her chest.

"Hi there!" Marie chirped, beaming.

"Um, hiya," she said.

"What's your name? I'm Marie!" she giggled, acting as if such an introduction was necessary on her part.

"I'm Payton." She scratched the back of her head as she offered the record.

"That's a good name. And wow, vinyl! I don't sign many of these. That's pretty cool! Honestly, I didn't even know we sold these."

Payton nervously chuckled, not entirely sure how to take such a thing. Marie just winked.

"Hey, have any other singer types ever told you you're hella cute?" she teased, and she meant it.

The endearing perk of Payton's ears alone was worth it. She looked stunned, biting her lower lip, just kind of appearing paralyzed for a time. Finally she snapped out of it, and she couldn't help but grin a little more broadly. There was a spark of something on her face, something that broke through all the shyness just for a second. Marie liked what she saw, even if it was brief.

"Um. No. They haven't."

"Well they should!" Marie rose up from her seat a little, looking over Payton's shoulder at the diminishing line. "It looks like I just have a few more people to meet tonight. Afterwards, I could really go for something to eat. You think maybe you'd be up for joining me?"

Payton blinked for a time. This was the extent of her reaction to such a thing. She let such a question linger in silence until he just gave his head a canine tilt.

"Really? You just wanna ... hang out?"

"Why not! I'm famous! I can do what I want!" Marie grinned broadly. "And you're cute! I told you already!"

This time, Payton didn't hesitate nearly as long. She started vigorously nodding. It was a little out of control, really.

"Yeah, I'd like that."

"Great! Just wait here a bit and we can head out back! I know exactly what I want."

Payton wasn't exactly sure what to do with herself while she lingered, so she ended up just shuffling around a bit awkwardly, slowly wagging his tail. Trying not to let it go too wild, despite how worked up she was feeling. She couldn't help but squirm where she stood. Glancing over to Marie now and then, but trying not to interrupt her while she was busy. It made her feel a bit awkward, but the anticipation made her forget about that. She didn't care who was looking.

The line dispersed and the crowd wandered off, murmuring and holding their autographed merchandise. The energy fell, and it was quiet again. Marie simply looked to Payton with a smile, and gestured with her head.

"This way."

Payton followed without a second thought. Still keeping her signed record close. Marie led them, swinging her hips all the way. They brushed past cameramen, stage crew, dancers, and plenty of security. But those beefy types with their shades and earpieces didn't give Payton a second glance. They saw who she was with. When she wasn't moving fast enough for the star's liking, she just took her by the hand and dragged her along. Winding in and out of narrow hallways and dressing rooms, until they finally came upon hers.

Without hesitance, she dragged her right inside. Payton staggered a bit. If just because such a sacred place seemed like a place she wouldn't ever have been allowed to enter. It made her pull back just instinctively. She glanced around at the mirrors, the outfits, the complex makeup table. And finally she just wagged his tail slowly. Marie let go of her hand and flashed a sweet smile.

"Shut the door behind you."

Payton tipped her head again.

"I thought we were, um, getting something to eat?"

"Hee. Come on! You knew what I meant. Get over here."

When she remained rigid, frozen to the spot, Marie threw herself at her. Jumping right up into her arms, throwing her own around her shoulders. They were face to face, and then breasts to breasts as she squished tightly into a hug. Even laid a smooch on Payton's cheek that left her massively blushing. Radiating heat like a radiator. And when Marie smooshed herself even closer, Payton found herself bulge to bulge with her. That was enough to almost make the canine whimper.

She'd always known the star was endowed similarly to her. Both of them shared the same general configuration, but where Marie was all girliness and curves, Payton was built just a little more solidly, and carried herself with less swish. They were the same but different, so to speak. All that really meant, most importantly, was that their bodies pressed together nicely. Fitting together as they embraced. Touching, groping, rubbing. Payton simply let her own body guide her. She tried not to think about how amazing it was to be close to her idol like that. Just focused on the sensations.

Marie looked up at her with a look Payton had never imagined in her wildest fantasies. A look of lust, of utter fascination. Marie was taken with her. Wanted her. And Payton was more than happy to oblige. Though she was more famous than she could ever even fathom, and though she was protected by a dozen security guards likely waiting right outside the door for her mere word, that dog wasn't feeling so shy anymore. She reached right down and sunk her fingers deep into that lovely curve of Marie's ass, groping hard beneath her skirt while she just grinned and her and giggled.

"Someone knows what he wants. And I'd be happy to give it to you," she huffed, nearly moaning out her words.

Payton just faintly smiled. Still a little overwhelmed by meeting her in person. But not letting that get to her any longer. She just licked over his lips, and nodded. Marie responded by standing up tall on her toes, pressing right up close with a sudden smooch. Payton didn't let her leave it at that. She put a hand firmly on the back of her head, and pulled her closer. Her only response was to reward her with her tongue between her lips. Soon resting atop her own, rubbing all over it, licking the inside of his cheeks and the back of her teeth. She was thorough.

When she pulled back, her lips were glistening as she grinned at her. She rocked back and forth on her heels a moment and winked.

"You taste good."

"You too," Payton gruffly said. She was getting more in the mood. Firming. Making her pants feel much tighter, until they had all but vacuum-sealed around her bulge. She slowly moved his hips back and forth, grinding at the air when she wasn't simply humping Marie's leg. A very canine thing to do.

"You wanna fuck me?"

It was four simple words, but the way she said them was sexier than any song she'd ever written. At least to Payton. The dog gritted her teeth, sucked in a slow breath, rumbling deeply in her chest, and simply nodded to the horny bunny. They locked eyes for a while. Almost stuck in a staring contest. Then Payton took another deep grope of her fine rump, and saw her expression light up with approval and lust.

"That's it," Marie encouraged. "Don't hesitate. Just take what you want. Everyone's always so damn gentle with me. I'm not that delicate, you know. You'd be surprised what I can handle."

Payton took her words to heart. As a canine she was bigger than a bunny. Probably stronger too. And her desire was something she could barely control. A primal, carnivorous lust that fuelled her actions even as she remained unsure of herself internally. Outwardly, she knew exactly what she was doing. She took Marie by both hips, and squeezed hard. And then she turned her around, and shoved her up against the wall. Flattening her pretty, famous face up against the posters stuck up in her own dressing room. While taking great big handfuls of that fine ass she'd seen swishing and swaying up on stage so many times before.

The disbelief Payton was still holding onto just melted away. It wasn't impossible anymore. It was intended. She was meant to be there, cozying up tight behind that fine, famous ass. Going right ahead and simply dry-humping her from behind as she got a bit of a doggish growl going in her throat. All Marie did was moan. Sounding desperate, maybe even a little slutty. She leaned forward, partly bending forward for Payton just to allow even better access to her backside. Payton kept that skirt lifted high so she could grind her bulge all over her curves, but she couldn't stand it for long. She had to feel her bare skin on her cock.

Even fumbling with her belt a little didn't shake her confidence, her control of the situation. She rattled the buckle about as she yanked it off, simply tossing it aside for the moment. Then a button, then a zipper. She left her pants hanging around her hips, giving just enough room to free his shaft as it stood up firm and tall. Marie simply bit her lips as she felt it bare beneath her skirt, rubbing up and down her bare ass, soaking pre into her panties until they clung to her. She hadn't felt someone so horny, so firm and demanding in a long time. She knew she saw something special when she first laid eyes on her among the crowd. This sexy doggy was exactly what she needed.

A finger in her panties, and Payton was prying them off of her. She left them around her thighs, leaving the rest of the bunny fully exposed for her to rub himself upon. Starting with her balls, she made his way up, grinding, thrusting, humping. Leaving a pleasantly slick mark upon her, one that shone brightly beneath the lights. Just letting her hips guide the way. They knew what to do better than she did. And before she even thought of fucking Marie, she made sure to rub and smear her pre over every single inch of her bare ass as she could. Marking her, maybe even claiming her. At least for a little while.

Marie never showed a single sign of disapproving of anything Payton did. She simply let her work, biting her lower lip, turning her moans into breathy whimpers. Her stance wobbled a bit, and she pressed her fingers tightly to the wall for support. The dog could have bowled her over otherwise, and she loved how much the canine was simply letting herself get into it. Humping her, fondling her, lustfully, greedily taking her for her own. It seemed like Payton hardly needed the motivation, but Marie made sure to shout out her words of encouragement just to make sure he knew how much she approved.

"Nnngh. Yes! Just like that! Do whatever you want. As hard as you want. I need this so bad, Payton."

The dog was blushing to hear her talk like that. Normally such an innocent bunny. PG-13 at most on the stage, so to speak. She'd always felt a little guilty about fantasizing about her. As if someone as sweet as her wouldn't even be interested in that kind of thing. To hear the same voice she'd heard on so many albums, over and over, moaning for her. Huffing out her name in lust. That was more than she could even handle. It was taking her to a state that felt near feral, like she'd tapped into some hidden werewolf side lurking within herself.

Finally, she found the mark. That tight, flexing ring beneath Marie's cotton tail. She pressed his tip against it, barely able to contain the automatic thrusting her hips kept trying to give. Some part of her was still worried he might hurt the precious bunny. That Marie might have underestimated just how horny Payton was for her. But the rest of her only knew the basic truth right there before her. One smooth motion forth and she was going to be fucking her idol. So she simply let instinct take control, grunting out, making her gasp and whimper a bit as she sunk her fat shaft right up between those fine cheeks, burying it beneath Marie's tail one inch at a time.

Payton shoved, she humped, but mostly she just sunk sweetly inside of Marie until she bottomed out and her balls nestled tight against the bun's own. That, she had to hold just for a time. Shifting her grip upwards, running her fingers all along her body to take in every detail he could. Treating her like she belonged to her. Not out of malice or anything. She responded so positively to every grope. Marie didn't need to say anything. Her squirming body language and breathless moans, broken and shaky, said enough. Payton began to pull back.

Slowly, smoothly, savouring the feeling of the clenching around her cock, she withdrew all the way to her tip. Letting Marie anticipate the thrust until she was shaking, swaying her hips, digging her toes into the floor, gasping for Payton in rapid, shaky breaths while the dog throbbed between her cheeks. Spitting her excessive pre right up inside her. Letting some of it run down her taint towards her balls. Just as Payton heard her part her lips, ready to demand she keep fucking her, she cut her off with a solid, dominating thud. Silencing her in one decisive slam.

She sank all the way to the base again, giving a solid slap of her sack against Marie's butt. Making her jiggle a little. Marie was a lean one, but she had curves. Enough fat on her body to wobble on impact. Payton bounced those cheeks up and down as she started to get into a rhythm of humping that fine ass. She leaned over and gave her a lick on the side of the throat, and felt her shiver. As much as Payton adored her, would never hurt her - Marie was still a bunny being pinned against the wall by a bigger canine. Just to rub that in, she nibbled her right where she had slurped. Applying her teeth gently, but firmly enough to make her tense up just for a few seconds.

Marie didn't complain. Wouldn't have dreamt of it. Especially not once Payton got to plowing her fine rump at a steady pace. Sloppily slicking in and out thanks to the excess of his pre. The dog was soaking wet for her. Indulging her dream, her long-held fantasy. Feeling the singer growing tighter around her as she stimulated her to the core. Not even being especially careful with her as she pounded her hard enough to lift her right off her feet just a little. Payton supported her weight, clutching her close. Tasting, nibbling, maybe even drooling on her just a touch once she got going. Acting the part of a she-wolf who caught herself a juicy, luscious bunny. Bouncing back and forth against her cute butt until she'd slathered those round cheeks in the pre that flecked out with every piston of her hips.

Marie hardly needed a reacharound. She was already dripping steadily, running a light stream down the wall, down her thighs and stockings. But it was more than just generosity. Payton wanted to touch. To feel her up, grasp her, stroke her. Massage her from top to bottom until she spurted for her while she railed her ass numb. Just hard enough that it wouldn't hurt, but that was as gentle as she got. She squeezed at the base of her cock while she fucked her, massaging up and down, running her thumb along its underside just to be sure she gave as much stimulation as possible. Until her fingers were slick with the slippery offering.

Payton had to withdraw her hold briefly just to lick off her every digit carefully. Getting every single drop. Just running it through her head that she was tasting Marie's pre directly from the tap. As wild as she was getting with the bunny, she still managed to be starstruck while balls deep in an ass she'd admired for so long. That didn't mean she faltered though. If anything she only got rougher with her once she'd tasted her. It was the fuel to her energy. Better than adrenaline. She felt like she could never possibly tire out as long as she was wedged deep beneath that fluffy tail, listening to that sweet voice she had always admired moaning out her bliss. An exclusive song, written and debuted just for her.

Marie dragged her fingers up and down the wall, tearing down a few posters accidentally. They didn't matter. Not when such a perfect doggy was milking her towards orgasm one solid pump at a time. Payton wrapped her fingers around the bunny's shaft again, but Marie was ready to climax just from the way the dog massaged her prostate again and again. She wasn't even moaning properly anymore. There were no breathing techniques that could save her then. An entire concert belting out her hits and her voice had never broken. But just a few minutes with her fan, and she was already feeling her gasps catch in her throat. Her cries becoming muted, choked. All while her body tensed and tightened as she got rutted to her peak.

Finally, she simply gave a nearly violent buck of her hips, thrusting hard back against the canine, ensuring she got every single inch buried inside her. She needed it all. Then she was clenching, rapidly contracting while she wildly threw her hips back and forth. Grinding hard, rubbing out her climax as she whimpered. Such a soft, almost pathetic sound, she thought. She didn't mean to sound so defeated. But it just felt so damn good. And finally with a near violent jerk of her entire body, she came. Explosively and recklessly, not caring what she squirted on.

The dressing room was soon getting repainted as she milked out rope after rope of fresh white seed to run thickly down the walls. It hit hard with a solid splot, forming a solid puddle where it landed, then trickling down towards the floor in hot tendrils. Thick and plentiful, her entire body jerking hard enough that Payton had to support her entire weight. She collapsed into the dog's arms, letting her keep humping, keep grinding on her overstimulated prostate. Not that Payton could possibly last much longer, just getting to watch Marie completely taken over by bliss like that. Writhing in her arms while squeezing down hard on her dick.

That playful canine growling escalated just for a moment to something much more intimidating. Something resembling a snarl, right along with a gnashing of teeth. Something that simply seized control of Payton utterly for a moment. Just long enough for her to rut Marie right up against the wall, getting the bunny's own cum all over her. Marie just smirked, basking in her orgasm, moving much less as her every muscle seemed to relax. Only after that brief moment of aggression did Payton actually cum, and in an instant her demeanour was subdued. She fell against the star, panting, huffing, and then just grunting deep while she finally started to unload her balls deep inside that well-fucked bunny butt.

She had never cummed that hard. It wasn't a question, it was simple fact. Never had she felt her entire body bursting with such pleasure, such excitement. And rather than a few modest shots, she was simply gushing. Pouring it all right up inside of Marie, filling her with rope after rope of her seed until she surely had to be sloshing. Payton couldn't tell, couldn't hear anything above her own panting ecstasy. No longer growling, simply groaning, and when her tight ass just kept milking him dry, she eventually resorted to some soft, doggish whimpering. Until everything she had to give, every single drop of fresh cum was pumped right up inside the popstar.

Marie had her feet back down on the ground just in time for the dog to collapse against her. Suddenly it was the bunny's hold up the canine's weight rather than vice versa. Marie didn't mind. She simply grinned to herself, licking over her lips, catching her breath while the dog happily puffed behind her. Still shoved deep, though softening. That allowed for plenty of excess cum to go leaking right down to the floor, trickling down in between her thighs until they were nicely soaked. Rubbing up against one another as Marie moved, making for a pleasantly lewd, slick sound. She slowly pulled herself away, letting Payton's cock slide back out of that booty she'd so nicely fucked, until she nearly collapsed without the extra support.

Payton found a spot on the wall, leaning against it. Not really caring if he got cum on herself or her clothes. It was Marie's, after all. She would have been happy to take it home. Maybe get her pants framed or something. The ultimate souvenir. But for the moment all she could really think about was steadying her breath. Panting, shaking, only then realizing just how much effort and energy had gone into pounding that ass. In progress, she couldn't even bring herself to feel briefly fatigued. Afterwards, she was slumping, wanting to just sit down a while. But she couldn't possibly let herself rest for too long. Especially when the bun was bouncing around in front of him, swinging her hips, rubbing down her thighs as she offered a mischievous-looking grin.

How she'd recovered so quickly, Payton couldn't guess. Maybe she was used to this kind of thing. She was still looking satisfied though. Her eyes were narrow, she was nibbling her lip now and then. Still caught up in the pleasure of her own afterglow. And it was all thanks to Payton. There was a spark in her eyes still. Something lusty, hungry that hadn't yet been extinguished. If she wanted to go again, Payton would have been happy to oblige her, but she was going to need a minute first.

Marie was pacing back and forth. Looking almost agitated. Like a tiger in a cage. Something had changed about her. She was wearing an expression Payton had never seen her make. Her image had always been so clean, so friendly. Sexy, but in a cute way. But after fucking her hard, she'd seen a whole different side of her. Something that she'd never expected, but nonetheless adored. The way she was looking at her had her heart beating a little faster, never quite steadying after all the exertion. And she just leaned up flat to the wall, listening to Marie's every word as she spoke.

"You did such a good job. I really wanna show you something in return. Something I only show a few very select fans." She winked. "Only a couple people have seen it."

Payton perked her ears, and then just flattened them. "What's that?"

"You'll just have to see. It's not the same if I just tell you what it is. First I'm going to need you to take off the rest of your clothes." Another wink.

After all the heat Payton had worked up in their coupling, she was more than happy to strip down and cool off a little. She didn't ask any more questions. Just began to pull her top off, to lower her pants down and reveal her full body. Marie grinned. She was still pacing. Her bust bounced about as she went, as did her cock, poking up bare from beneath her skirt. Horny again, or she'd never stopped. One of the two. She didn't strip herself, instead just coming right up close and planting her hands on Payton's chest, giving a solid grope.

The dog finally couldn't resist curiosity. "So what do you need me to do?"

"Nothing, really! Pretty much just ... be yourself. And relax."

Marie stood up on her toes. Got right in Payton's face and started laying kisses on her, and then a few licks. At first it just felt like teasing, but it quickly got overwhelming. She was lavishing her with slurps, giving her a thorough coating of her spit. It seemed a little excessive. She sort of seemed like she was drooling. Payton couldn't have tasted that good, she thought. But the bunny was relentless.

It wasn't easy to do as she asked, but Payton tried her best to relax. Her energy coming crashing down at once in that orgasmic haze helped, for certain. She breathed slowly, tipping her head curiously as Marie groped and grabbed at her. Suddenly it was her turn to be the greedy one. As dominant and controlling as Payton had been with her only seconds ago, having the bunny coming at her like that, seemingly so sure of herself, was pretty overwhelming. There wasn't much more she could think to do than just stiffen up and let Marie have her way.

The bunny pressed into another kiss. A firm one, letting the extended sound of wet smooching draw out and echo around the room. She sucked on the dog's lips, drew her tongue across them. Then she just kept pressing forward. Kissing harder, firmer. Until she was outright sucking on Payton's muzzle. Letting her canine nose push back into her mouth as Marie slid her tongue along her chin. It was such a strange sensation Payton didn't even realize what was actually happening for a time. She was simply stunned, standing still on the spot, letting Marie mess her face right up. Even when she felt the first swallow.

Marie was probably used to living a wild, extravagant kind of life, Payton figured. So it shouldn't have come as a surprise that she was into some kinky stuff. She just had no idea what she was supposed to be doing to help her with ... whatever she was up to. She didn't seem to need the help anyway. Payton could hear her murmuring, panting, moaning, gulping as she sucked on her whole muzzle. Then simply opened wider and started to take her whole face.

Marie was shoving, gripping, forcing the dog towards her. Payton was too tired to do anything about it, really. And if this was all something she wanted to do, Payton was more than happy to indulge her. Confused or not. Even if it was bizarre. Even if the sound of her gulping made her flatten her ears. And then Marie kept them flat as she took most of the canine's head in her mouth. Already a feat of flexibility, her jaws open wide. And she wasn't stopping.

It never really occurred to Payton that she might actually be in any sort of danger. This was still a dream scenario. Even if it was getting a bit weird. But when the bunny swallowed so firmly that Payton suddenly found herself feeling the embrace of a gullet all around her features, that startled her. Made her body jolt, even instinctively pull away. Marie's mouth was far too full to speak any reassurances, but she kept a firm hold on her shoulders, and worked down her body to shove and push. So Payton didn't resist any further. Simply let her have her way until she was soaking in her drool.

Her entire head was in the bunny's mouth. She could feel those bunny teeth pressing down against her spine, between her shoulders. Surely that was an obstacle that would keep this whole process from continuing. But Marie just kept on shoving over her. Swallowing, gulping loudly around her. Squishing her shoulders inwards until she felt them pop. It didn't hurt, exactly. But they weren't where they were supposed to be anymore. Marie was nearly crushing her with the hungry swallowing. And as much as Payton kept trying to pretend it wasn't really what was happening, the bunny was eating her. Whole.

The whole thing was so inconceivable that she couldn't find it within herself to do much more than wiggle a little. Certainly not a proper struggle worthy of the situation. If she really was in the kind of danger it seemed. But it was Marie. Everyone's favourite sweetheart. The very thought that she might be the sort to eat people alive was ridiculous enough that she couldn't even properly react to it while it happened. She was an easy meal.

Once past her meal's shoulders, Marie had a much easier time. She was still stretching, straining, bulging with her prey. Payton could hear her muffled grunts around her. It was no small effort. Something Marie could only do now and then, when she was sure she wouldn't be interrupted. But she was working far quicker than she should have been able. Payton only knew humidity, heat, and dripping drool as she listened to Marie's gullet glurking, slurping her down with some sultry sounds that were nearly deafening, echoing inside the bunny's fleshy insides. Her heartbeat grew nearer, intense and rapid, and then more distant. Payton could hear gurgling below.

The dog's paws were starting to leave the ground. She was lifting her right up. Her arms shook with the effort, but she was doing it. Maybe operating on some kind of predatory burst of energy. Even if she was just a bunny. Her stomach shouldn't have even been able to handle meat. But it was rumbling like it was ready for Payton. And when her canine muzzle dipped down inside of Marie's belly, she was quickly shown just how very wrong about the rabbit she really was. Her fur was already getting wet with the juices sloshing about in there, and not longer after her skin was tingling too. The bun was wasting no time.

Once she was fitting her prey's rump between her lips, Marie had a chance to gasp out some between Payton's thighs. She'd been breathing somewhat the whole time, but she was still a little short of breath from all the effort. Her hands shifted to the bottom of those paws, where she shoved hard. Trying to finish Payton off in one last gulp, working her throat hard. No matter how big her belly got, no matter how much it stretched and sagged with the weight of her food, Payton's form tightly outlined in the taut skin of her gut.

The dog looked good like that, she thought. Her mouth was still too full to tell her that, but she set to massaging and squeezing at the shape of Payton while the last of her disappeared between her lips. She slurped over those pads, those toes, giving Payton one last tease before she finally pushed the rest of her down her throat. Her belly was enormous, bigger than her entire body, shaking back and forth hard once the dog hit the bottom. Curling up tight, squeezed and squished from all sides by Marie's hungry digestive process already churning at her. All she could do to summarize how it felt was crudely belch, loudly enough they probably heard it right down the hall.

Then she staggered, struggling to heft her own belly over somewhere where she could collapse a while. Another belch escaped her lips as she flopped down onto a broad couch she had in there, stretching herself right up with her belly poking up towards the ceiling. Near every detail of the canine's body was visible bulging there, but she was squeezing so tightly on her that probably wasn't going to last for long. Even the first few contractions were so strong she could already feel some parts of Payton going crunch. Maybe that was just some joints popping, or something dislocating. Or maybe she was already breaking her bones.

Either way, she wasn't spitting her out. She let her gut go rapidly to work. Gurgling much more intensely than it ever got with regular meals. It knew prey when it felt it. Had been trained over several successful "hunts" to process an entire person in a short amount of time. She massaged Payton and cooed to her.

"You were so gooood ... I can hardly believe how much I enjoyed that. It's not really going to be pleasant for you in there. But you're going to make me so happy! You really are my biggest fan, after all!"

She didn't really offer much room for protest. Payton was trapped, overwhelmed, so dazed she didn't even immediately notice the damage being done to her. But it was starting to hurt. More than just the pressure. Those fluids tingled all over her fur, until she started to itch. She wanted to writhe and scratch at himself just to get the sensation off her skin. It felt like her skin was dry, flaking. But it was worse than that. And when it pierced through and started to sizzle beneath the surface, the stinging really started. A sharp, bothersome pain at first. Only growing more intense the more of her that burned away.

Payton still didn't say anything. She probably couldn't have if she tried. And that would have risked getting that vile liquid in her mouth anyway. So she just twitched, and wriggled some. Barely able to move considering how much pressure was coming in on her from all sides. Making her flinch as more things went pop and crackle. Her body weakening as it got burned away. Bit by bit, stripping away the layers. Hurting worse by the second, only for it to suddenly grow much more numbing as nerves sparked out one final flash of pain and then died.

"Gonna make me so faaaat," Marie kept teasing, moaning out her words. She was hard again, throbbing up against her belly, but she was too lazy to reach for it and do anything about it. Maybe after the dog digested.

Despite the circumstances, something about hearing that gave Payton a flash of pride and excitement. Marie had picked her to eat because she wanted her, specifically. She wasn't digesting any other fan that evening. Just Payton. And to think she was going to be part of those curves, of that fine ass she'd admired for so many years - in her altered state, brought on by the endorphins and the lack of air, that was almost sounding like a good thing. An honour given only to the singer's biggest fans.

Marie just giggled as she felt something inside her collapse. Hard to say what part of the dog it was, but something significant. With Payton's fur and skin stripped away, her flesh and muscle beneath was weakening. She was collapsing in on herself. Breaking apart. Changing shape as the bulge of her form sunk inwards, losing the clear outline of the canine. Payton didn't have much longer. Could barely keep her head above the bubbling acids. Was losing more and more of herself by the moment. Completely losing sensation in so many parts of her body. Because they were already gone. Stripped to the bone.

The sound was the worst part. The gurgling, accompanied by Marie's echoing heartbeat and breathing, was just the the bass line to the awful fleshy glorping and the sound of bones shattering. How could stomach acid possibly be that powerful? She didn't have any time to think about it. Her lungs were burning just as much as her throat. Suffocating as much as she was simply melting from the inside out. The damage was quickly reaching the point of mortal. Already well beyond irreversible, but possibly survivable up until that point. But once that acid was eating through her insides, they both knew she was done.

A long twitch, a few last vague gasps, gurgling with a throat full of stomach acids, feeling her face peeling away right down to the skull, and Payton finally slumped down into the mess of her own partly-digested body. Marie smirked softly as she felt the life fade from her prey. She didn't even get a chance to tease her much. It all happened so fast. But the former dog was already being pushed down into her intestines to be further absorbed. Stripped of nutrients and added to her curves, to make her plumper, sexier, cuter. Give her something extra to shake at the audience for her next show.

All that was left was to relax and have a little nap. She was sure nobody would disturb her. The messy sounds of her belly working overtime to process Payton down to nothing more than chime and bones was more soothing than rain outside her window. She licked her lips, softly burped one more time, and sighed. Such an indulgence. She was going to get so thick from all that fresh meat. But when she had fans as devoted as she did, then she couldn't help but let a select few of them satisfy her deepest, most secret appetites.

***

Of course she overslept after such a meal. She awoke slowly, blinking and stretching. Her belly was still rounded, but much smaller. She reached for it and gave it a squish. It was soft, plump, jiggly. She'd put on plenty of fat after her indulgence. Not just on her gut, but up to her breasts, and down to her hips, her ass. Up a few dress and cup sizes all in one go. Hips stretching out a skirt that barely fit her anymore. She snorted as she sat up, gasping out from just how much heavier she felt. But once she was on her feet, feeling her enhanced assets jiggling, checking herself out in the mirror, she just felt right. Sometimes a living meal was just exactly what she needed after expending all that energy in a show.

Only just one problem with such a meal. She couldn't use everything. Payton was gone and digested, but there was still plenty of her left, so to speak. Packed up inside Marie's body, putting pressure beneath her tail as soon as she stood. It wasn't an emergency or anything. The dog had digested smoothly, comfortably. Perfectly, she might have said. But it was time to let her go. Marie's body had no more use for her. Everything useful, she was already wearing on her curves.

Thankfully, she had a private bathroom to help her take care of that need. She wiggled off to it, still admiring herself in the mirrors over her shoulder all the way. And then she just threw the door shut and pulled down her skirt, lowering her thicker ass right down onto the toilet seat. This was going to take a while. She tapped through her phone as she settled in, checking out all her messages on social media while she got down to the dirty business of disposing of her devoted fan.

Payton surely had never guessed she'd end up in such a state. Digested whole and squeezed through the system of her favourite popstar. Now just making her faintly whimper as she took an absolutely massive shit that used to be the doggy. Great, thick logs of bunny crap splashed down below. Marie reached back to flush after the first one, knowing it would be easy to overflow the bowl with so much coming out of her. Curling and uncurling her toes, flicking and flopping her ears, she just huffed and nibbled her lip, trying not to make too much noise as she dumped Payton out. But it did feel undeniably pleasant. Enough that a few tiny, shameful moans escaped her now and then.

Pound after pound of former canine piled up heavily below, crackling as they pushed free from the bunny's rear, then steaming as they splashed down into the water. Then swirling about the porcelain, vanishing down into the pipes below. Bits of fur and bone were vaguely recognizable, but for the most part she was simply gone. Nothing more than a big fat bunny shit, one that made Marie strain and grunt in a much less girly fashion than her usual. She couldn't help it. Payton made for a huge dump, simply put.

When she was finally done, she stretched and cracked her knuckles and back. She'd been sitting for a long time. Tidying up, using a good half of the paper roll, she finally flushed the very last of the dog with barely a second glance. No sense lingering on what was nothing more than a mess of waste. That wasn't Payton anymore anyway. The real her was jiggling there on the popstar's tits. Wobbling on her thickened ass. Some extra cushion on those fine, athletic thighs. And it wasn't going to be long before she was shaking the juicy contribution to her sultry figure for an audience of thousands. Payton was going to be the unwitting co-star of Marie's next big concert, and only the secretly ravenous bunny would know the truth.