Junk in the Trunk

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#4 of Fatal

Neptune comes to a biker bar hoping to have some fun. When the bird starts flirting with a really hot guy, he mistakenly thinks the man is flirting back. But it turns out the ravenous elephant has other plans for him.


"Nice...tusks handsome, do you come here often?" Neptune looked toward Spiritusk. Nine feet of muscle and heft, the gray elephant's stained leather jacket was unbuttoned and showed off a sagging plump stomach. At first the colossal man didn't turn toward the bird, his hands held onto a greasy burger. The elephant's tombstone teeth gnashed hastily. A firm gulp slammed the sloppy burger down his gullet. After a hideously loud swallow his sharp blue eyes impaled the blue bird's gaze.

"Wazzat, a snack is talkin' to me again? Listen birdy, you look delicious. Are ya wanting to be around my waistline or not?" Spiritusk's voice rumbled with a deep baritone. The elephant's flabby arms crossed on top of his bulbous stomach. The bird's face bloomed a deep crimson, his feathers practically stood upright.

"G-guh! You think I'm a snack!? A handsome, sexy guy like you? A-are you sure you'd want to do that with me?" Hesitance trembled in Neptune's voice. The slutty side of the bird internally screamed out to see the elephant's tight pants fly off. Spiritusk looked back to the barkeep and huffed.

"Gonna need a cold drink for the road, need something to wash down my second lunch." The elephant's lips smacked wetly, drool oozed from his lips. Spiritusk's firm eyes wander back towards Neptune and grins. "Alright, you fatass bitch time is cheap. This drink, even cheaper. Follow me and I'll eat you up. Don't ya dare waste my time, snack."The elephant quickly stood up and stomped away towards a darker corner of the bar, far away from the busy eyes of the patrons.

At first Neptune hesitated to stand up from his barstool, the chubby bird merely watched the elephant's fat ass jiggle. The tightness within the blue bird's pants was enough of a motivator to hurriedly head over towards the thick elephant.

Spiritusk's trunk wrapped around the bird's neck once he noticed no one was looking. That thick trunk squeezed Neptune's neck as he gasped quietly. That thick elephant trunk slammed the bird's head into his jaws. An agonizing creak came from the bird's neck; it nearly snapped upon being thrust into the massive man's powerful jaws. A savage careless gulp there was then a clattering... CRUNCH! the bird's right arm twisted and broke upon being engulfed. A muffled cry ached from the elephant's throat. The bird's chubby figure compressed within the fleshy vice of Spiritusk's powerful throat, bones continued creaking with each potent gulp.

With a few more crunching gulps and the bird's thick body slipped into the elephant's stomach. A displeasing grunt ached from the elephant's lips. "Fuckin' hell, ya tasted like shit, fatass. I knew I was gonna need a drink to wash yer fucking fat ass down." Spiritusk's hand slapped against his stomach in frustration! Another crunch bellowed from the elephant's stomach. The elephant's stomach sagged and swayed, violently thrashed back and forth. Despite having an entire person entrapped within his swollen stomach, it was barely noticeable minus the squirming.

Hurriedly the elephant grabbed his drink from the counter, chugged it down, and slammed a few slimy dollar bills on the table. As quickly as he ate, the massive elephant left. With his new heft, Spiritusk wobbled on top of his motorcycle.

Driving off on the bike his stomach uncomfortably rests on the handlebars of the bike. "I barely fit in this damn thing, thanks fatass." Spiritusk sighs loudly. With his stomach so compressed, the pumping acids flush into the churning pit. Agonized yet muffled screams yelp from his stomach with each little bump in the road. "Shut the fuck up, I'm tryin' to concentrate on driving!" His lips angrily clap together. Almost in the prey's defiance a loud SNAP whips from within that rotund belly.

During the long drive, Neptune's body became softer within the miasmic haze of the elephant's sloppy stomach. Mushed up food swam around the avian as he thrashed violently. Calls for help were silenced by the thick walls of flesh. Not a soul was coming to save the bird, that realization began to sink in. The roar of the motorcycle revved along in accompaniment of the stomach's gastric cacophony. Each natural noise taunted Neptune's fruitless struggle against the crushing walls, his body mostly broken. Yet despite his mangled figure he managed an occasionally weak punch and kick from his working arm and leg.

The longer he drove the deeper towards the countryside Spiritusk. Those loud sounds kept pounding against his ears with each bump on the unrefined road. Neptune's wails grew weaker and weaker. The bulges within Spiritusk's gut grew softer and less refined. The squirming in his stomach had distracted him, the elephant couldn't stop in time when he drove into a sizable pothole! GLRRKNCH! That guttural noise rang through the elephant's ears as he managed to brace himself. Spiritusk's prey fell silent and was utterly obliterated. A relieved sigh ached from the elephant. "Finally, some peace and fuckin' quiet!" He hollered to himself.

Within the clutches of Spirtusk's merciless pit the bird's body was twisted beyond repair. Arms mostly melted into the gunk, feathers mostly missing, skull caved in, and his legs misaligned and shattered. Lifelessly his body melted within the simmering pot. The damage had all been done in only a few hours yet the avian was barely recognizable amongst the sludge. The wreckage that was Neptune's figure melted with ease as time eroded like his body.

The orange hue of the horizon had grown dim. Nature finally caught up with the elephant. Spiritusk had no other choice than to pull over. He hurriedly hopped off his bike and waddled over towards the side of the road. An ungraceful twirl, his pants came off and his bare ass now faced towards asphalt.

Hot lumps of shit started to coil out of the elephant's rear. Bones, clothes, the remnants of what used to be a person now reduced to steaming piles of shit. "Fucking hell, what a mess! I can't believe you're a pain in the ass even after yer already dead!" Spiritusk grunted, thick loads of crap continued to slither out of his asshole. The smooth consistently thick logs snaked out his hole. Each sloppy plop piled one turd upon another, a horrid collage of remains. "This meal wasn't fuckin' worth it! Listen, fatass, hurry the fuck up! I've got a photo to take!" The elephant said. A massive squeeze pressed tightly from the elephant's hole. Spirtusk groaned louder, the last push of such a fat shit exited his hole. The caved in skull finally squeezed out of his pucker onto the sizable mound of crap.

After catching his breath the elephant gave an annoyed growl. The sun had already set, the night sky listlessly stared back at his frustrated gaze. "And now the whole point of this trip was ruined thanks to ya, fatass." The elephant swabbed his jaws and spat into the mound of shit. "I've had better meals at gas stations. All I fuckin' wanted was to give my husband a pretty photo look at! The elephant pulled his pants back up and resigned to his motorcycle. "Least it's gonna be quiet on the ride back home."