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A Bitch In Her Bowels

By Otteronymous

Tracy huffed as her corpulent form strode around the track, the voluptuous lagomorph coming into her second wind as she finished another lap. Even with her 5'0" height and 350lb frame, the pear-shaped Dutch rabbit found pleasure in long jogs, even if coach Brownstein was pushing her harder than usual. The perturbed brown bear was less than pleased with having to stay an hour after school in order for Tracy to make up the time she had lost due to ditching gym class on Monday after lunch.

"One more mile to go Ms. Bertrand, get that fat ass of yours into gear!"

Tracy scowled as she rounded the first bend. "Shit like this is why I hate this fucking school" she thought to herself, remembering how trim, fit, and dickish everyone seemed to be at Hillsdale high. It was bad enough that she caught shit from most of the student body for not being utterly ashamed of her massive form, but to catch guff from the staff was always a whole new level of annoyance.

Tracy drove the aggravation from her mind as she tugged at the slipping waistband of her lycra shorts, pulling them tighter across her well-muscled, but blubber covered ass; the sweat beginning to cascade down the fat rolls on her backside as she rounded another 1/4 mile.

"Any day now Tracy! I'm not getting any younger here!"

Tracy doubled her pace, hoping the elevated exertion would force her to stop ruminating over why she was stuck doing extra laps in the first place; but what sane mind could forget Bethany Williams? If the malicious border collie had just left her alone on Monday instead of choosing to start more shit, as usual, Tracy could be at home doing something she loved, like eating her mom's triple-layer Oreo lasagna. Instead, the sullen rabbit was stuck running laps for the umpteenth time her senior year.

"Seriously, fuck her" Tracy tried to convince herself, "Bethany deserved what was coming to her." Tracy was trying to fight back the guilt of Monday's incident, the memory fresh in her mind.

Bethany, the prim and proper canine everyone couldn't help but love, had decided to once again oink and mock Tracy at lunch, but this time she had done so right after Tracy got up the courage to talk to Marcus, the gray wolf from AP chemistry she had been crushing on all year.

"He was laughing at all my crappy jokes and everything!" Tracy lamented, "I even caught him checking out my chest!" The thought reminded the lardaceous lagomorph to adjust her overstuffed sports bra as she rounded the 3/4 mark. "I just meant to throw her to the ground...Get her to shut up...I never meant to rip her fucking top off!"

Even as she struggled to finish out her last mile, Tracy's mind was still fresh with Bethany's bloodcurdling imprecation as she ran out of the cafeteria in tears on the fateful day. "You'll fuckin pay for this you disgusting pig! I'll make sure everyone knows how vile you are!"

The heavy rabbit bested the finish line, doubling over, paws-on-knees as she caught her breath. Coach Brownstein grew a slight smile, giving the panting girl a hard slap on the back, a heavy jiggle resonating in response.

"Not bad Ms. Bertrand, not bad at all. Hit the showers kid, we're done here." Exhausted and sweating, Tracy plomped her way to the locker room for a much needed refresher.

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After unlocking her padlock and pulling out her shampoo and conditioner, Tracy wasted no time peeling the skintight track shorts off her massive form; the sweat-soaked Lycra screaming in sweet relief as it was freed from the blubbery prison of the rabbit's thighs. Tracy waddled her way to the shower, unsnapping her stout sports bra in the process; the lagomorph's engorged breasts swaying pendulously as she stepped under the hot, running water.

The water ran down the folds of the teens wide back, wrapping the white and black rabbit in its warm caress. The moisture washed away her matted form, allowing her broad, glistening curves to shine under the flowering showerhead.

Tracy lolled under the aqueous relief, the water forming a makeshift tide pool across her mesa-wide ass before splashing down with a heavy thud as the rabbit shook her massive backside to dislodge the moisture.

Tracy reached instinctively towards the shower basket for her shampoo, only to realize that like a dolt, she had left it next to her locker in the other room. Grumbling, the sopping lagomorph made her way out of the shower and back into the rows of lockers to retrieve her much needed fur-care products. Tracy rounded the corner to her locker only to be greeted with the sight of Bethany rummaging around her locker, snatching up all of the rabbit's XXL sized clothing into her thin little arms.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Tracy yelled, the Collie quickly turning towards the booming voice.

"Oh! Hi there lard ass! Just getting a little revenge for what the fuck you did to me on Monday!"

Tracy was crestfallen, Bethany was going to steal her clothes, forcing her to walk nude across the grounds in order to get help, let alone get home.

"Look, Bethany..." Tracy pleaded, "I'm really sorry about Monday. I didn't mean to do that to you...It's just, you were..."

"Shut the fuck up you disgusting cow! I don't need apologies from a fat fucking slob like you!" Bethany was becoming incensed, her face growing manic. "I'll make sure everyone sees how fucking disgusting you are! The girls are outside right now, just waiting for you to walk out those doors so they can immortalize a heifer like you online forever!"

Tracy's sense of remorse washed away in an instant, anger slowing creeping into her voice.

"Go to hell Bethany!"

"Not before I make you live it first you fat fucking cow!"

Tracy's muscles tensed, if she didn't catch Bethany before she made it to the locker room door, she was done for. The thought of letting the skinny, pompous bitch get the last laugh was burning a hole through her pride.

Bethany made a beeline drive for the door, the rabbit's massive clothes tucked under her arms like an oversized denim football. The sodden rabbit bolted towards the scrambling collie, instinctually intercepting the collie's line and closing the distance much faster than either girl expected; the rabbit's heft storming towards the collie like a freight train.

Suddenly realizing her mass and velocity, Tracy tried to slow herself before she completely bowled over Bethany, but her slick paws failed to grab traction, sending her sliding across the floor and colliding at full speed into the skinny Collie; the pair of them slamming into the wall of lockers.

Bethany banged hard off the lockers, landing face-up and bewildered on the tile while Tracy's fat hip sent her rebounding off the surface, momentum intact. The fat rabbit tottered backwards a couple of steps before losing her footing, her pedalic ineptitude resulting in a heavy pratfall.

Bethany's eyes went wide like saucers as the rabbit's massive ass descended upon her like a blubbery omen. Tracy's bulbous rump hit the Colie's face with a wet *thwack*, wedging the collie's pointed muzzle between the rabbit's mountainous butt cheeks.

Tracy gasped as she felt the collie's cold, svelte muzzle slide effortlessly her sphincter; the snout's girth eliciting an amalgamation of discomfort and pleasure as it stretched the rabbit's tight pucker open.

The heavy rabbit grunted as she attempted to wiggle her massive ass off the Collie's muzzle, which only succeeded in lodging the Collie's silky snout further into to her slick, beckoning rectum.

Bethany began to scream, her cries catching in her throat as the rabbit's tensing asshole clamped her muzzle shut. Bethany felt Tracy begin wriggling her massive ass, grinding her face deeper into the blubbery rabbit's deep ass crack. "What the fuck are you doing to me!" Bethany tried to shout, but her voice came out as nothing more than muffled buzzes between the monstrous cheeks engulfing her face.

Tracy began feeling a vibration deep in her ass crack, the cries of the prissy collie combined with her deep snout acting like vibrator in the fat rabbit's hindquarters. "Mmmm...that feels amazing" Tracy huffed, her breath quickening as the vibrations continued to stimulated the thousands of nerve endings in her quickly loosening and eager hole.

Tracy began grinding her massive ass against Bethany, her body demanding more of this newfound anal pleasure. The stimulation of the collie's muzzle elicited deep moans and groans from the sex starved rabbit, each thrust of her victim's muzzle serving to increase her insatiable craving to be filled.

Amidst the intense anal pleasure, a great sense of power began to wash over Tracy. The thought of having her long time tormentor lodged into her sweaty asshole was immensely erotic to the salacious rabbit. Her loins delighted in the fact that the rude, mouthy, and bigoted bitch was completely at her mercy, stuck huffing the inside of the massive, bloated ass she despised so much.

Panicking, Bethany began pawing and scratching at the lagomorph's massive posterior in a vain attempt to dislodge her muzzle; her manicured paws being met with nothing but slick black fur and a corpulent form able to absorb any of the wimpy blows the collie was mustering. Bethany worked her arms up under the rabbit's overflowing ass cheeks, attempting to pry them apart and lift the rabbit enough to pull her muzzle free. As she lifted, the collie's faint grip slipped on the rabbits water-slick butt cheeks, accidently driving her arms into the gyrating behemoth above her, the rabbit's gaping pucker eagerly accepting its new toy.

Tracy's head rolled back, a gasp catching in her throat as she felt the collie's failed escape attempt wedge more of her lithe form into her stretched asshole. "Oh what naughty little bitch you are! I bet this is what you've wanted this entire time isn't it? Well you little cunt, if you wanted to be up my ass so badly, you only needed to ask!"

Tracy rolled on to her paws and knees, dragging the writhing and screaming canine lodged in her ass with her. Now on all fours, the raunchy and vengeful lagomorph began clenching her massive ass, slowly dragging the collie deeper into her greasy bowels. Tracy savored every inch of Bethany as she was drawn in, her massive rectum stretching to accommodate the collie's bony shoulders, her guts eagerly distending to accept its new load.

"Mmmm, much better" Tracy moaned as her hole slowly slurped up more of the struggling collie, "it must be so hot and tight in there. I bet it's agony getting packed into my steaming guts!"

"This isn't happening!" Bethany's mind shrieked as she was dragged deeper into the undulating rectum. The rank smell was overwhelming as she struggled against the moist rabbit innards, Tracy's squishy insides wrapping her body like a sausage, leaving only her foot-paws free to weakly kick in the cool, locker room air. "Please, for the love of God, just let me out of here!" She cried into the thick walls of flesh that were slowly enveloping her.

The reverberating cries of Bethany deep in her colon forced a soft purr from Tracy, her loins dripping with delight from the fullness in her ass and the knowledge that her former tormenter was almost entirely packed into her pungent shitter; the collie reduced to nothing but a massive dildo for her pleasure.

Tracy gritted her bucked teeth, her chubby face scrunching as she worked Bethany's wriggling paws into her pulsating pink hole. Bethany's heels made a rebarbative *SCHLUCK* as the fuzzy digits were dragged into Tracy's putrid depths, marking the last the world would ever see of the collie's punctiliously pedicured paws.

With a fulfilled sigh, Tracy relaxed, her heavy gut sagging to the cold tile below her with wet flop. Tracy let out a light chuckle, reflecting on what had happened. The girl who had made her life a living hell for the past 4 years was now reduced to nothing more than a massive canine shit lodged deep into her bowels, writhing in her dark, stinking depths. The overstuffed rabbit couldn't wipe the idiotic grin from her face as she struggled to her wide, supportive hind paws.

Standing upright, Tracy gave her hefty belly a pat. "How's it going in there Bethany?" Tracy cooed, "just imagine, in a few days you're going to be nothing more than fat on my ass and lard on my hips." Tracy's guts began undulating, their prisoner writhing at the rabbit's words. "Shhhh, quiet now. I promise I'll let you out....It'll just take a few days" Tracy said with a sadistic smile, taking perverse pleasure in imaging the canine's eventual fate as she began grabbing her clothes from the locker.

Tracy struggled to work her jeans back on, her fly barely snapping shut as her massive gut rolled over it like a water filled beach ball. She struggled to get her T-shirt over her ample chest, the fabric coming to rest just above her distended belly; the entire affair leaving her gut jutting out of her midsection as if she were ready to birth a brood of wriggling kits.

Tracy wadded up her remaining items before plodding to the locker rooms exit, her massive ass stretching her elastic-bottomed jeans to their limit. As Tracy drew the door open and stepped out onto the cool evening air she was greeted to sharp gasps. The rabbit drew the stunned gazes of 3 corgis standing semi-circle around the door, their phones half drawn as their owners stood in shock at the massive, pregnant looking rabbit before them.

"Expecting something different ladies?" Tracy chided, remembering Bethany's twisted plan for revenge involving her equally deplorable friends.

"Christ, are you even fatter you fucking whale?" one of girls asked, abjectly mesmerized by the huge rabbit before her.

Tracy simply smiled, staying silent for a moment before replying with a courteous "Yep."

"D...D...Disgusting!"

"Ugh, how sick!"

"Where the hell is Bethany? She said she would be here."

Tracy continued to smile as she waddled her way past them, their muzzles still agape at the massive form before them.

Deep in the increasingly stale depths of the rabbit's musky bowels, Bethany could hear murmuring, her dazed and fading mind suddenly remembering that her friends were stationed outside the locker room. The groggy canine mustered all her strength as she began screaming and writhing in hopes of getting their attention in some way, her friends being the last hope she had to escape her stinking, toilet destined fate.

Tracy felt the renewed efforts of the collie in her bowels as she continued to plod away from the stunned girls. A wicked smirk crossed her face as she stopped and looked behind her. "By the way ladies" she said, "Bethany has a message for you."

Tracy took a wide stance, her face scrunching as she made a deep grunt, her gut gurgling loudly before her massive ass let loose a raucous fart.

*FFFRRRRRTTTTTTT*

Tracy let out a sigh of relief, her guts balling up the screaming collie, the last of her disgusting but precious air robbed from the fleshy tomb. The nearby girls fanned themselves and spat in disgust at the smell, the faint scent of Bethany's Chanel perfume wafting over the stench of the rabbit's hot innards.

Tracy smiled, her domination complete. All that was left was for her to head home and hope mom had some more Oreo lasagna ready for tonight's desert.