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Late-Night Park Snack

Content Warning: contains (in no particular order,) F/F vore, turnabout vore, an alien, bone disposal, and shamelessly copying a movie scene (almost) beat by beat.

Linda was sulking along the park's concrete path. It was close to midnight, the path illuminated by the bright lamp posts along the way, and the clear summer sky was free of clouds to show the moon above the city. The ostrich wore an all black, all leather set of a jacket, pants, and boots, with a matching zip-up vest that pushed up her large breasts, just an overall biker-esque look. Normally she'd spend the night drinking and seducing people into her home and then eat them. Tonight however, she had no such luck, instead managing to get herself into a rather irritable state after she got into an argument with another patron. The particular asshole had the gall to call her an old hag with a mid-life crisis; she was barely over fifty! She had to (forcably) leave to sober up before she did something stupid while drunk, like eat them right there in public. She had a little too much pride (and maybe cocktails) to consider going home on an empty belly, hence the sulking about in the park. In a way, she also hoped that the idiot followed her to pick a fight with her, or some other creep tried to take advantage of her, just so that she would have an excuse to eat them and at least go home with a full belly that way, but no such "luck" in that department either.

She stopped her midnight slightly drunken sulking when she looked up and saw a slim light-gray, almost white, mountain lioness with black wavy hair standing further down the path. Said lioness was nearly naked, wearing only a matching set of black lacy bra and panties, a short black sheer lingerie coat that might as well be invisible, and a pair of black stilettos. She was also just standing there, stiffly looking down at her feet and an open magazine on the grass. Completely alone, fit and slim body, and seemingly oblivious to her surroundings...

Linda wetted her beak and unzipped her vest. Perhaps she would be sleeping with a full stomach tonight after all.

The lioness lightly gasped when Linda wrapped an arm around her, but ultimately did nothing, even as Linda flirtatiously rubbed her side. "Hey pretty lady," Linda whispered sweetly into her ear, turning and walking her towards the shrubbery, "aren't you cold out here? Let me help warm you up..." The moment the two were out of sight of the concrete path, Linda's head went down over the lioness', swallowing it and her upper chest in one gulp. Linda worked quickly to shovel the rest of the lioness into her stomach, as the sooner she did, the sooner she'd digest the spaced out woman before any other night owls happened upon them.

Another swallow and Linda's beak was drooling all over the lioness' ass and tail. Linda then lifted her head and her meal up into the air for the assist from gravity. Those bare and toned legs in black stilettos could briefly be seen over the shrubbery, and just as briefly jiggling before they slid all at once down into Linda's stomach with a loud wet gulp. "Mmm, you taste good..." Linda murmured as she strolled out from behind the bush, licking off her feathered fingers, her stretched stomach sloshing with every step.

As she stepped out towards the light of the pathway, something on the grass near where she accosted the lioness caught her eye. The first was a small golden thing that was about half as tall as her shins. It looked like a model water tower with it's upside down tear shape, and thin tripod legs holding it up by the bulb. A shift in her step crinkled a magazine, pulling Linda's attention away from the curious object to the open page. It was a double page spread advert for Victoria's Secret, with a lioness looking exactly just like the lioness that Linda just devoured, pale gray with black hair and modeling exactly the same set of black lingerie and all.

Linda pondered as she idly massaged her struggling belly. Well, struggling was the wrong word, as while she could tell her prey was moving about in there, the lioness for whatever reason wasn't screaming or thrashing against the digestive acids. If anything, the lioness was completely apathetic to her current situation, as she was just moving to straighten herself up. Now that Linda thought about it, the whole scenario she stumbled into was pretty suspicious. Besides the lioness probably being an underwear model, she was hardly responsive at all leading up to and including being eaten whole, like she was a stiff ragdoll. Linda looked about the park, only now sobering up to the idea she'd eaten some bait for a sting operation in her drunken haste, but there was still no one in sight.

She squeezed the lioness's ass, gasping in shock as she felt it unravel and turn into what felt like a tangled pile of snakes. "What the-" Linda uttered, as the lioness shuddered and shifted and transformed inside Linda's belly. Suddenly, Linda felt very sick to her stomach, she could feel something crawling up her throat. One hand clasping over her beak and the other holding her writhing and slithering stomach, Linda quickly staggered back behind the shrubbery.

Linda was already deeply regretting her late-night snack as she started heaving into the grass. She wasn't sure what she was expecting would come out of her mouth, but she sure wasn't expecting a thick dark green snake-like vine with an artichoke-like head. It turned back to hiss in her face. Linda grabbed it just behind the head and tried to pull it all out of her beak, but it seemed to be endless in length,as she held it out at arm's length but could still feel it deep in her throat and into her belly.

The vine then wrapped itself crushingly tight around Linda's wrist, so she tried to tear it off with her other hand. Then the head blossomed open and unleashed several smaller vines that tangled and tied Linda's hands together. The small vines continued to spill out and split off from the main vine until there was a thick writhing bush that completely hid Linda's hands and forearms. It shifted and shaped itself until it looked like a trimmed bush facsimile of the devoured lionesses' head, with Linda's arms stuck inside the mouth. The vine-lioness smiled as Linda let out a confused and gagged curse, before it opened wide and pulled itself over and past Linda's head.

Linda screamed as best she could with a thick vine filling her throat, shaking and swinging her upper body about, trying to throw the bizarre plant monster off of her. Even if she could scream clearly, the circumstances of her attempted predation backfired on her, there was no one else up and about in the park who could save or even witness her bizarre attack. The vine bush continued to sprout and grow out to make room for Linda's body as it ate more and more, making a torso and eventually a pair of legs that planted down on the ground. When the bush was about Linda's breasts, the two were standing leaning forwards into each other. Though now Linda was trying to pull herself out, wiggling and crouching to try to get better leverage, though it was less effective than her earlier efforts.

It didn't help that Linda was choking on that thick vine that was still in her throat. She felt a burning feeling in her chest, her vision blacking in and out of the endless and shifting green before her. Linda just wanted to wake up from this nightmare, even waking up from passing out drunk in an alleyway would be welcome. Instead, she felt one last spike of pain in the back of her throat: the alien vine had one last bit of mercy and dug directly into Linda's brain, severing her nervous system.

As the vines dug and replaced her neurons, a life flashed before Linda's eyes. But it wasn't her own, but the strange plant's: it called herself Serleena, a Kylothian Queen, an alien hailing from a far off planet. How she arrived on earth in that little golden ship, and adopted her underwear model appearance literally seconds before Linda came upon her and devoured her. And in Linda's final seconds she learned how Kylothians often used their shapeshifting abilities to lure in unsuspecting prey, either devouring them outright or letting themselves be eaten by terrible creatures the size of subway trains only to eat them from the inside out. Compared to these, Linda would be just as filling to the alien as a fast food cheeseburger.

Serleena lifted her snack into the air, Linda's legs jiggling and spasming from her death before disappearing all at once in a loud wet gulp. "Yeah, you too..." Serleena murmured back to her would-be predator, licking the lingering taste on her fingers and lips. Her body had finished transforming back into the pale-gray lioness underwear model, albeit with an oversized stomach that groaned as the internal vines started mulching the ostrich's fresh corpse.

Though Serleena enjoyed the ironically tasty bird, she sighed deeply as she rubbed and drummed her large belly, contemplating her disguise. The lingerie model had demonstrated to attract too much attention, and that was before considering she now had a big bulbous belly. And of course she had to have swallowed a perfectly usable set of clothes along with her attempted predator. Ah well, not like she ruined them just yet.

Serleena held out her arms as her stomach unnaturally shifted and sifted through it's contents before pushing them up to her mouth and completely flattening the belly. Serleena's head briefly unraveled into green vines as it wetly ejected the biker jacket, pants, and boots into her waiting arms, while also throwing up a completely picked clean and disassembled ostrich skeleton further away and into the grass. Linda's skull landed on top of the spit and enzyme covered bone pile, empty eye sockets staring out and beak slack open as if immortalizing her shock at the turnabout. Serleena turned around and disappeared into the night, carrying a new set of clothes to blend into the unsuspecting world...