Broken (vore, unwilling pred, force feeding, heavy disposal)
Not sure if it's worth posting things this short usually... but I still love this idea of just mentally breaking some innocent sweet thing so they just want to mulch more people <3
To be restrained and suspended in place without knowing what's coming, the trepidation... Finding a huge plug squished under my tail, and then force fed one person after another, until I'm panting and whining from the strain as paws tenderly dote on my belly. Squirming slowly reducing to stillness, then to a sloppy roiling churn as I helplessly watch. Grateful for the pressure release as wet, meaty belches roll loose from my jaws, with twinges of guilt as remnants of bindings and small bones burst free amidst the splatter.
Restraints digging in ever harder as their weight is distributed into my body, feeling my lower guts steadily backing up tightly, bones poking out here and there as those paws roam and grope. Cheeks burning as my guts rumble and groan in distress, begging for relief that the plug, and some sense of shame, won't let me have.
Pleas going ignored, or silenced by more squirming meat being shoved down my gullet, until it's impossible to hold back. The tail curled shamefully between my legs finally rising high. My captor murmuring encouragement in my ears until the plug finally pops free with force, unleashing a thick, unbreaking coil of waste that absolutely *thuds* onto the the floor, a mixture of relief and severe embarrassment washing over me.
Guilty pleasure steadily overtaking as the strain on my stomach wains. Hard lumps continually grinding against sensitive innards, and my resolve. Only struggling more with downright arousal as my captor tenderly strokes my face and ears, praise for my performance flowing just as freely.
Such love and care... The horrible, broken remains still flowing freely from my body... Such a good boy though... The growing heat from the steaming pile radiating against my legs, my sensitive ears picking up every wet splattering thud and clack of bone on bone... I'm doing so well...?
Can't... I can't- Something large, round and smooth slamming into that inner button again, a finally unbridled moan leaving my lips, mind going blank, jerking hard in the restraints and adding a spray of white to the filth covering the floor. Reduced to a panting quivering mess after riding out the hardest climax of my life, with over stimulation setting in fast, my body still insisting on pushing every remaining fragment free over the next minute.
Completely spent, hanging limply for a while before finally blinking blearily and breathing a deep sigh of relief. Tongue hanging loose and questioning eyes slowly refocusing, as my captor's face looms into view. Smug. Definitely smirking. Yet still so tenderly, lovingly caressing, giving my chubby cheek a little squeeze. The other paw curving around my plush dome of a belly, that now feels.... so, so empty... Thoughts of handling any remaining internal conflict silenced by a gentle kiss landing on my nose, eyes locking together once more.
"Good boy. More?"
Without hesitation, I nod.