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“Ooh, now THAT is kind of cute~”

Marcie was having one of her usual Friday nights. And for the panda, a usual Friday night entailed trolling her local bars, sipping on some fruity drinks, and hitting on as many cute girls (and boys, and anything else) as she could possibly find! There were already a few hits tonight for the big, bossy panda girl, but they hadn't ended up going anywhere too far...so she was really looking for someone to take home for the night at this point. And if she played her cards right, the cute, diminutive kobold that had just sat down a few seats from her could be that someone~

Sif was used to the feeling of having eyes on her, given that she only came in at just a hair over two feet tall, but today as she sat down at the bar and waited for her order to be taken, that sensation was extra strong...and it was all coming from one direction! The black-and-gold kobold tried her best to look like she was just adjusting her hair as she glanced to her left, seeing a huge, imposing panda woman with a glass, a toothy smile, and a gaze that was absolutely locked on the kobold! “Hey there, cute thing~” Marcie said as she slid her drink over, hopping seats at the same time to be right next to Sif. “All alone here with your small self? Could get,” and she leaned into the kobold’s ear to finish this sentence off, “stolen away real quick...”

The kobold hadn't even said anything to this panda, and yet she was already shaking and squeezing her legs together with how strongly Marcie was coming onto her! It wasn't that she didn't necessarily like it, but she also didn't want to come off as too easy, especially before she had even gotten any drinks in her...but she obviously wasn't ready for such an assault, so her first words to the flirting panda weren't exactly confidence-inspiring. “N-not even gonna ask me for my name first?” she said after a second or so, already wishing she already had a drink to grasp or stare into while she took a moment to collect herself!

“Mmh~ I'm not the only one not asking for names here. It’s Marcie, by the way, cutie. Let me buy you a drink before I learn yours...” Marcie offered as she assured the bartender over, completing the transaction before Sif even finished her sentence! “...so, Sif for short...”

“Sif? Nice to meet you, Sif. Have to say, You are smelling quite nice tonight. Couldn't help myself when I leaned in earlier~” Marcie continued to flirt as both of their drinks arrived, the panda quickly grabbing her own and lifting it towards Sif to offer a cheers...well, it certainly looked like this was just going to happen, so Sif somewhat reluctantly clinked her glass against Marcie's own before she took a sip from the drink she had been so graciously given...Rum and Cokes weren't exactly her drink of choice, but it was free, so she couldn't really complain about it all too much - and it seemed to be made with some pretty quality ingredients, to boot. Went down really smooth...almost immediately gave her that warm, fuzzy feeling that she was chasing! Surprisingly fast, to be honest - it usually took a couple of drinks before she was quite as loose and free as she wanted to be, but she was only halfway through this delicious drink and already feeling it quite a bit...and her lips were loosening up in the process~

“So then I told him, ‘keep the change’!” the kobold was soon saying, spinning a tale for Marcie to enjoy as the panda guffawed loudly and slammed her fist against the glass - a slam that shook Sif more than the kobold expected it to! She already had to basically be in a high chair just to reach the bar, so her faculties were perhaps a little bit less stable than others...but as she collected her bearings and looked over to Marcie again, the panda taking another sip from her...third drink at this point, things started to seem a bit off to the kobold. Like the scale of everything around her was starting to shift a little bit...Marcie was getting bigger; the glass in her own hand was getting bigger as well, harder for the kobold to wrap her claws around to keep a firm grip on...god, she hadn't even finished the thing yet and it was messing her up this much? That must have been some GOOD rum, geez...

“You’re all right, Sif~” Marcie said after she finished guzzling down her third drink, waving over the bartender once more - though not for more booze. “Hey, gimme a scoop of vanilla. I know you keep some back there~” the panda said as she turned towards Sif again, a toothy smile forming on her face...one that made Sif a bit nervous, mostly from just how large it looked to her! The panda was positively looming over her now (not like she wasn't already), causing a perspective shift that was starting to make the kobold a bit dizzy. Then her gaze shifted from the panda to her surroundings...the chair she was sitting in...she could barely even see over the armrests now! The sudden shift in perspective was bringing a powerful wave of nausea over the kobold’s entire body, and she felt as if she was going to fall right out of her chair if she didn't get up and do something...

“I-I need to stand up-” Sif started to say as she shifted in her chair, only to look down and see how far the drop was to the ground from the seat she was on now...it looked like a few stories, at the very least! In pure shock of what was happening to her, she looked back to Marcie...but all she saw was that toothy smile from the panda, and a giant paw reaching out to snatch her up like the treat that she was! In a fraction of a second, Sif was enveloped in a warm, muggy softness as her whole body was wrapped up in Marcie’s grasp, the panda casually plucking her out of the chair she was in now that she was no bigger than a doll. “Well, you were already pretty tiny to begin with...” Marcie said as she saw the dish of ice cream getting delivered to her, “but now you'll make the perfect topping~”

As suddenly as she was snatched up, Sif found herself casually dropped onto something cold and soft just a few seconds later - her whole body shivering as she splatted right down onto a fresh scoop of ice cream! “M-Marcie, what the hell-” the kobold started to say, before she was cut off by a big, slobbery SLURPH from the panda, Marcie dragging her tongue up Sif’s entire body in one sensual, savored movement. The sudden assault by a tongue as large as herself left the kobold stunned and absolutely coated in warm, sticky saliva, leaving her with nothing to do but watch as Marcie reeled back into position and smacked her lips as she enjoyed her sample of the kobold's flavor. “Mmm...wow, Sif...” Marcie said as she continued licking her lips slowly and sensually, “you taste absolutely scrumptious. Cinnamony, sweet, with the extra bit of vanilla as well...”

The panda’s words trailed off as she came closer to Sif once more, her muzzle eventually filling up nearly the entirety of the kobold’s field of view before she continued. “I can't get enough of it...”

That was all she said before she opened as wide as she could, thick lips with a healthy coating of black lipstick parting to reveal the indigo innards of her salivating maw; most importantly her tongue, which quickly came out of its humid home to curl right under Sif's stunned body and pull her right into that undulating cavern, along with a healthy amount of frosty ice cream as well...it was turning out to be the perfect accoutrement to the kobold's natural flavors, after all! As soon as Sif got scooped up by Marcie's enormous, flexible tongue, the panda crammed her into one of her cheeks as she closed her mouth, the warmth of her slime-coated maw instantly warming up Sif’s body...though now she couldn't move for a different reason; namely, the tongue that was mashing her against the panda’s cheek to milk as much of that delicious, spiced cinnamon flavor as she could! The ice cream quickly melted into nothing inside the heat of Marcie’s mouth, leaving naught but the sweet-meat addition she had put on at the last second...and what a little treat she was! So squirmy too, now that she wasn't freezing cold, which just made Marcie all the more excited to start working the kobold towards the back of her throat...

To Sif, it felt like the back of a chair she was sitting on had fallen out as the tongue that was pinning her to the cheek wall suddenly gave way, manipulating itself to curl around her front and drag her towards the panda’s hungry gullet...Marcie took a few moments to mash Sif against the roof of her mouth, just to get out a bit more of her flavor, before pushing her into her other cheek, giving the kobold the full tour of her pulsating, slimy maw; making sure that every single taste bud she had was coated in that delectable flavor that the kobold had! Pursing her lips up tight so that she could really slurp and suckle every last bit of cinnamon out of Sif that she could...leaving the kobold feeling crumpled and cramped against the constant assault of flesh from all sides inside of Marcie's maw!

Eventually, though, the panda’s stomach demanded to get a piece of the snack that her mouth was keeping from it! Deftly, Marcie’s tongue began to guide her little treat out of the cheek she was crammed in until now towards the back of her gullet, letting her dangle at the precipice for a few moments until...*glk.* The tiniest squirm from Sif was enough to twitch Marcie’s throat muscles into sucking her down in one swallow, the kobold instantly going from a tight place to a tighter, slimier place with an overwhelmingly-loud *shlOUP* around her as it happened to boot! Sounded like a big chunk of something getting sucked into a vacuum, honestly; deafening enough around the kobold to make it feel like she had gone deaf for a few seconds before she was plunged into a squelchy cacophony of flesh.

Despite her size compared to Marcie, the panda’s throat walls still gripped Sif to the point where she could barely move as she was shuffled down deeper into the panda’s guts, clenching waves of flesh sucking her down deeper into the dank darkness of Marcie's body...the vanilla that had coated her throat not nearly enough to stifle the odor of the booze that she had already gulped down earlier! That was going to be a truly toxic mixture in her stomach, one that the snack-bold was not looking forward to whatsoever...but it was something that she was going to have to deal with, and rather quickly, judging by how fast she was descending deeper into Marcie’s digestive tract!

“HaaAh~” the panda exhaled in satisfaction, a bit of cool air on her breath from the ice cream she had just slurped up as she felt Sif wriggling her way allllll the way down into her stomach...settling in with a splash into the thick, alcoholic stomach juices just a few seconds later, juices that the already-melted ice cream Sif came with had basically merged with upon arrival! “Mmmh, settling in pretty nice, but I think you have some company to meet still...” the panda said to herself as she licked her lips before digging back into those sweet, vanilla scoops, cleaning out the whole bowl in a matter of just a few minutes! And, honestly, most of her thoughts during those few minutes weren't about Sif; they were about the best drink to wash all of this ice cream down with...

The kobold had barely gotten herself situated inside the panda’s sloshing, fluid-filled gut before the sky opened up above her and dumped a bucket load more of the thick, sweet cream right down onto her head, completely submerging her into the slimy stomach fluids for a few seconds in the process...! It wasn't nearly enough to fill up all of Marcie's stomach, so thankfully the kobold still had some kind of room to move around in here...but the constant movement of the floor and walls around her still made anything other than crawling through the sweet, boozy muck quite a difficult prospect, especially as her “platforms” melted away in a matter of minutes. And she still had her own drink that she was processing right now, as well! Honestly, she couldn't tell how much of what she was feeling was her own drunkenness and what was from just the nauseating smell of booze, but either way, it was incredibly disorienting for the kobold to experience, and only becoming more debilitating as the drink that Marcie had bought her continued to work its way through her system...one part alcohol, one part toxic shrinking serum that her body was having quite a bit of trouble dealing with. Given her circumstances right now, though, it didn't seem like it was going to matter for much longer.

“HEY! Lemme...let me out Marcie, what the hell...” Sif yelled into the panda’s stomach walls as she started to batter them uselessly with her fists, though it only took a minute or so for another wave of stomach contractions to knock her back onto her ass and nearly submerge her in the thick sludge for second or two, before she could manage to get back to her feet for at least a moment...though the constant shifting of her environment made it increasingly difficult to actually plant any sort of solid hits on the walls around her. And even if she did land any, well...it wasn't like the panda was paying much attention. She had something more important to focus on right now, and the only thing she could feel from Sif's haymakers was a pleasant tickle deep in her belly that barely even reminded her of the kobold she had devoured just a bit ago~

Marcie finished up her bowl of ice cream in the next minute or so, dumping more liquidy cream onto her snack’s head in the process and making even more of a mess inside of her boozy guts...which actually might end up prolonging the kobold's digestion in the long run, funnily enough! It certainly wouldn't help Sif escape, though. Even if she was oriented well enough inside of here to tell where the opening to the panda's stomach was, she still was way too small right now to have any hope of being able to reach it. Every time that she was able to get to her feet, a rolling contraction of the stomach walls around her sent a wave of gut sludge slamming her back into the tingly, boozy muck...oh, and Marcie was still drinking, of course, more pungent alcohol pouring into her stomach every minute or so as she sipped from what Sif was hoping at this point wasn't her last drink of the night. Her only hope of escape, as foul as it sounded, was if the panda got too drunk to hold her liquor; and every squirm that she could muster from inside this mucky, gunky chamber would hopefully serve to upset Marcie's stomach just that tiny bit more...

Unfortunately for the kobold, Marcie was more than a seasoned drinker, and it was going to take a lot more alcohol and a lot more upsetting her stomach to make anything like that happen! Already, the panda was beginning to forget about the little topping she had on her ice cream, her fifth drink of the night doing wonders in both moving her brain along and stifling the squirms from Sif deep inside of her belly...it was a veritable pool of alcohol that the couple was swimming in now, the boozy mixture of beer and liquors and wine getting into her mouth more than a few times from just how disoriented she was...and, despite how diluted the stomach fluids were from all of this liquid, it was still promoting the panda's gut to produce quite more of the stuff, so Sif still felt her scales starting to tingle and what was left of her strength waning as the stomach walls continued to close in. Squishing her into the melty lumps of ice cream that hadn't quite made the full transition into milky liquid yet, somehow, the vanilla taking on a sickly-sweet overtone with all the alcohol that it was absorbing. At least Marcie was still firmly in her bar stool, so she wasn't sloshing everything inside of her belly even more...!

*BHUUuuaarrppph~*

THAT certainly moved things around in there, though, and clenched the walls rather tightly around Sif and the tingly sludge she was sharing a stomach with in the process as well! Marcie didn't even bother trying to cover her burp, either, just letting it rip loud and proud and probably splattering a little bit onto the bar in the process...and it was that behavior which seemed to draw a bit of ire from the bartender. “Okay, Marcie. I think you've already had a bit too much for tonight. I'm cutting you off.” he said calmly, turning around for a moment before providing the panda with a receipt for her bar tab. “Oh - ugh, cmmmon Byhronh! Dohn't be a dickhead...” Marcie almost immediately replied, slamming her empty glass onto the bar as she looked down at the tab she would have to pay as well...she didn't even feel that drunk yet! What an asshole, cutting her Friday night short like this...grumble grumble. Whatever. She was feeling kind of full anyway, her gut sloshing and swaying around as she got up from her bar stool and collected everything she needed before walking out...including taking the final swig of her last drink, of course!

The more important thing was how all this movement was affecting Sif inside, though. The alcoholic, acidic mixture being sloshed and swished up seemed to only make it frothier and gurglier, accelerating the kobold's gradual transition into nutrients and calories...it was becoming much harder for her to focus on anything as the chamber around her continued to constantly rock back and forth, in an almost rhythmic fashion as Marcie made her way back home. Even though she was sloshing amongst the most foul dreck she could possibly imagine, a sickeningly-sweet mixture that clung to every atom of her being as it tried to make her into more of itself...she found those movements strangely relaxing. The roiling of Marcie's stomach around her became more like background noise, and as her strength faded, she began to slip in and out of consciousness...jerked awake every now and again by a few different random occurrences. Marcie's gut lurching as it processed the sludge around her, or the panda flopping into bed after making herself another drink at home, filling up the chamber inside of her even more. Eventually, Sif found herself unable to do anything but be manipulated by the world around her; she could feel, in fact, she could still feel quite strongly, but her ability to move was all but completely gone. It was like...a body high, almost, in the strangest way...even as she knew her form was becoming more fluid, more one with the sloshing soup that was constantly bubbling and broiling around her. At this point, what could be done? What could be done except...let it happen, and try to enjoy the ride...

Marcie's guts would continue to churn relentlessly, squeezing inward on Sif’s tender and vulnerable form until the kobold was essentially one with the melty, sludgy slosh. Steadily, everything that the panda had eaten at the bar was clenched and pushed further into her bowels, where it would be further absorbed in a long and quite noisy process... one that would have been rather enjoyable for Marcie, if she was awake to experience it at all! Though Marcie always had a little bit of trouble falling asleep when she drank, once she actually did manage to cross over into the realm of dreams, an earthquake wouldn't wake her up...not even one coming from inside of her own body! And her guts were certainly roaring as they pumped all of that slosh through themselves, even though she hadn't even eaten that much at the end of the day...modest dinner, a lot of booze, and a dessert with a topping that she had already forgotten about, all making that much noise. If only there was someone around to have the opportunity to listen to it...Sif was more than a little indisposed right now herself~

Marcie woke up the next day at a pretty usual time for her on the weekends, that being around 1:00 PM. Her stomach was still grumbling and making noise, but it was considerably lower in her body now, and as the panda returned to the waking world and started to remember most of what happened last night...though what happened with her little dessert was pretty much entirely gone from her brain! What she did know was that she had to get up and swing by the bathroom, rather imminently. A heavy night of drinking always ended up doing that to her! Holding her slightly-more-plump gut, the panda waddled her way into the bathroom, thankfully just across the hall from her own room, and popped a squat down onto her porcelain throne to let the results of last night's hedonism slide right on out of her...such an easy and quick movement, and it felt nice to let all of that pressure out of her by the end of it~ If she had gotten up to take a look at her body’s work instead of just flushing it all away, maybe she would have seen a bone or a scale or something out of the ordinary to remind her of what had transpired last night. But she just wiped, flushed, and got up to start her day, already thinking about what she would have for lunch later...