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This is Peeptweet , a Nevrean

He is wearing a botanist's jumpsuit.

He has a leather satchel on his back.

He has some botanist's leather gloves on his hands.

He has a plant bag about his waist.

He is wearing PDA-Peeptweet (Botanist).

He has a very slender frame.

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Peeptweet's Metainfo:

More detailed preferences: http://www.f-list.net/c/Peeptweet

Primarily bottom (receiving). Most things are acceptable. Frugivorous (eats fruit primarily but will eat insects), has a dislike of eating meat in general. Enjoys bigger partners, beind seduced (who doesn't?) and those who know what they want. Very vocal in conversation, but probably won't call for help. After all, he's probably been backup implanted so what's the worst t hat could happen? Highly independent. Likes to do things himself.

ERP okay, he just doesn't usually think along those lines frequently unless it's fairly blatant. Of course, non-con doesn't require him to think.

Fun things: Mischief, vore (all but anal), non-con, blackmail, coercion, plucking, blood, fear, pain, sizeplay and size alteration, kidnapping, item stealing (possibly even swallowing/digestion) of the item. This last can tie in with coercion particularly in relation to his PDA: He often has xenof lora notes typed up on his PDA. That can take an hour or so to map out the genes each shift. He'd definitely want those back if he's got notes!

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Bright-eyed, alert and with a continuus flicking plumed tail, the Nevrean studies everything round him intently. He might on ly be about 4 foot tall (at least originally ... now most times he's about 3 foot tall) but he's curious about everything and has an inquisitive mind. The blue eyes of his watch the world with undisguised amusement for the most part, and frequently could b e seen with a bit of a grin on his narrow beaked face, just enough to show the tiny teeth set within his beak.

Rather slim and wirey , there's blue feathers on him that contrasts quite well with the pink tail. That plumed tail could be seen to flick animat edly, adding additional tones to his expressions that perhaps only another Nevrean could read, but were none-the-less quite eyecatching .
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An angular mien that's even more pronounced by the beak surmounted by a pair of h orns protecting the eyes, most of the nevrean's head is covred with pale blue feathers. The yellow hair might be an aberration.

The nevrean's beaked face is predominantly quite slender. The beak is a horn colour , and tiny little teeth can be glimpsed with in if one chooses to look, particular visible if he snarls (very rarely), much less so when he's smiling (far more common)

Green eyes, bright and often flicking about in catching small details of movement.

Very lithe, almost to the point of being skinny. Lightweight bones probably make the nevrean seem even more frail, although that might be an illusion. He;s covered with the same light-blue feathers all over his body, although his wings and tail fade towards a rather striking pink colour .

Fine-boned arm s support the long feathers used for fllying if necessary. They are often tucked away up inside suit sleeves. The feathers along the arms themselves were the same pale blue as his body, but the wings themselves were predominantly a contrasting pink.

Scale d toes and feet offered a wide enough spread to support the energetic avian's weight easy enough. The nature of the toes allows him some use of them to pick up objects to some degree, but not significantly dextrous to manipulate them.

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You lick Peeptweet. They taste rather like fruity with a hint of meat and spice.

Peeptweet yells, " Bleugh !"

Peeptweet wipes his head.

Peeptweet blinks and sidesteps off the enchiladas that were slipped under him.

Kellie Lawngears snaps her fingers.

Peeptweet chuckles, then looks back. "I don't think so. That's just a rabbit. They eat cabbage."

Kellie Lawngears shivers a bit but huffs, standing up to Peeptweet, "D- don’t make fun of me, or you'll r-regret it!"

Peeptweet stares down from ato pthe table, st anding up tall as he could. "What? I'll feed you some spicy cabbage?"

Kellie Lawngears began breathing harder, hearing the tone in Peeptweet's voice, the girl had been picked on a lot in her life, that picking on, was going to stop HERE, on this station . She'd be treated like a normal bunny gal, or someone would not live to pay, "Y-you better stop teasing me sir, if y-you know what's good for you!"

Peeptweet then turns back to Kellie. "What? I wasn't teasing you; it's just saying that rabbits eat cab bage. That's true isn't it? I'm sure cabbage is very nice, actually."

Kellie Lawngears was more so sick and tired of the norm, people treating her a certain way, expecting her to fit in a special category , just because she was a rabbit! "S-so. So, what if I like cabbage? I l-like steak and I like fries and I like P-PIZZA TOOOOOOOOO!" she g lares at Peeptweet... "And.... A-and maybe Birbs!"

Peeptweet nods rapidly. "Pizza's nice, pizza's good! And nothing wrong with liking cabbage. But steak? Birds? That's .. Uh. Well, it's your decision I suppose, but I don't think you'd digest meat very well. Not designed for it. Fruit's a lot better though .. right? Sweet, tasty tangy fruit!" He fluffs up and pauses, deciding not to pat the bunnygirl on the head after all. That might be taken the wrong way.

Kellie Lawngears glares at Peeptweet contin ually, still finding his lack of understanding for her body, disturbing for her, to say the least. "No.... I'm m-more like a human, thank you t-think. Just because I'm p-part rabbit, doesn't mean I'm not p-part human too!" she huffed. "My s-stomach can digest any kind of meat, just as best a-as the rest of them. Do you want to find o-out?" she huffed again as she got even closer to Peeptweet, she wasn't over the fact she was being looked at like a harmless rabbit. She's stands up to this, this cute birb, if she had it her way, gosh dang it!

Peeptweet blinks rapidly, looking confused; the blurring of the line between animals and humans on the station had clearly confused the bird no end as he thinks over this new bit of information. "Huh. So, not a bunny with human features? A human with bunny features? " he asks carefully. He was still perhaps not understanding, shaking his head. "It's the same thing though, in the end? Okay, I guess .. maybe .. digesting meat is possible. Let's not try and find out or put that to the test, huh? Even if you could catch m e."

Kellie Lawngears growled a bit, huffing as she huffed, she shook her head no, "I'm a rabbit, but I'm more like a human than just a hopping bunny, you s-see for Easter! I've got a job, I have two legs, I h-have huge breasts, I have s-skin where fur isn't. I digest and e-eat steaks and have CHICKEN quite o-often thank you!" hoping Peeptweet understood that a little more. Looking the other direction, at the door, making him not suspect her next action, Kellie rapidly grabs hard against Peeptweet, and removes his earpiece, so he couldn't call out for help, and so he couldn't escape her. Quickly covering his mouth with her strong, larger hand. Holding on to him tightly... Uh oh... it looks like Peep caught this rabbit human like girl, at a bad time, w hen she felt like she was being made fun of, and she was prepared to prove herself, quite capable to him! Soon dragging the little shit off away from the bar, so she could enjoy her 'meal' in peace~

Peeptweet hadn't expected Kelle to move quite so fast like that! Eyes wide and tail flicking wildly, he didn't manage much of a peep, although people could see him being dragged off, even if the bunn girl moved a bit quicker than he was expecting! Especially when the S ergal got distracted. He wriggles about, trying to free his beak so he could speak at the least.

Kellie Lawngears had given Peeptweet enough chances, his mind not getting past the fact of what the rabbit girl looked like, trying to tell him over and over again, she was a carnivore , and could enjoy both meat and vegetable, him making his first joke about spicy cabbage, or what have you, she was tired of being looked at on the station as nothing more than someone else' food, as nothing more than a harmless bunny, and tonight, apparently she wasn't taking it any more. Keeping peep's trap shut, until they were away in clo se doors, finally realizing it, he could sqwack all he wanted to, with his earpiece taken away, she'd quickly secure the birds PDA. "I'll t-teach you to think I'm nothing more than a harmless bunny. Spicy Cabbage, we'll see how spicy my insides a-are to your skin and feathers!" she huffed. Finally moving next to take off one piece of Peep's clothing, after another. One way or another, this birb would be taught to learn some manners, and think more highly of bunnies in general! Kellie was super cute; how could he not even believe her in the first place? The two could have been friends, but he just kept saying the wrong things!

You put PDA-Peeptweet (Botanist) into the satchel.

Kellie Lawngears is trying to remove Peeptweet's botanist's jumpsuit!

Kelli e Lawngears is trying to remove Peeptweet's botanist's leather gloves!

Kellie Lawngears is trying to remove Peeptweet's leather satchel!

Kellie Lawngears is trying to remove Peeptweet's plant bag!

Peeptweet at lesat finally could speak, although he was ca ught between chirping at Kellie, "You're doing this all wrong!" and trying to stop himself being stripped. That was quite a humiliating experience, the small lithe bird trying to defend himself as everything was peeled off him more or less, bit by bit and he was twisting back and forth, feathers becoming more fluffed when the jumpsuit didn't confine them so much. He was beginning to believe the bunny girl was more capable than he'd expected, now, and he was j at least beginning to apologize , "Look, okay! May be you're right .." he begins, although trails off when finally his jumpsuit was removed. He pauses, gulps and huddles up a bit, feeling peculiarly vulnerable now he'd lost most of his items. "L-let's not do this. I th -think you've made your point, you caug ht me and .. I believe you?"

Kellie Lawngears could see the fear she desired to have reached, in Peeptweet's eyes as she began to undress him, objectify him and treat him as if he were nothing more than her next meal. That cocky, smug, proud look on his face from before, standing up on the marble tab le in the bar room, not looking so hot to trot any more, and more, he seemed to be shivering, squirming about as a birb would, and gulping hard, his half assed apology, wasn't good enough for her, now, the carnivore was hungry, and she wanted to feed. Gig gling as she picked him up, finally, holding him from behind so he couldn't even look at her face, holding his wings in tightly, and his beak away from her, so she wouldn't be pecked, if he should try to hurt her in any way, she'd just squeeze tighter, unt il he passed out, not squeezing tight enough yet, to make that possible, but her grip was firm and held fast, no matter how much he struggled, it was by now, obvious, he realized he'd fucked up. Naked as Peeptweet was, hungry as she was, Kellie's stomach let out a huge growl, reminding her of how hungry she was. "Let's d-do this, I'm starving. I was g-going to go back and have more pizza and MEAT, but I think y-you'll do just fine, y-you moron!" she huffed, licking from his feet, to his head, damn, this cute lil guy tasted good! She had no idea why she hadn't tried this sooner. Little would Peep know, he was about to become the rabbit girl's first, crewman meal!

Peeptweet was wriggling, with some desperation as he was held in a position that was incredi bly awkward to do much. He strained hard at the hands that pinned his long-feathered arms tight to his sides, the silken feathers shifting about marginally as he fought. The main , real movement though , was his tailfeathers, particularly that longer exotic plum e that swishes and fwips back and forth behind him, right against Kellie's front, that feathery plumed tip right up and repeatedly fluffing back and forth against her face as he wriggled there. The only time he held still was when he was licked, a lick th at made him chirp, peep, and curl his toes, skin crawling a little under the feathers at the intense prey- instinct that evoked n him, his breathng rapid and shallow in no small amount of fear now. "d-don't .. don't ...!" he peeps breathlessly. "Don't! I m-m ean .. I mean!! What would it prove? Show? I'd not remember any of this, right? It won't change a thing if you ate me now ... right?" It ight be a good point. He'd probably revert back to thinking of her as a mere bunny if he was resleeved!

Kellie Lawnge ars did have a few good points, but as much as she wanted to prove things to Peeptweet, unfortunately that only gave the bunny girl more ideas and more of a reason to tease, test and taste him, for him to have more respect for people, especially non humans , so he could no, everyone on the station, was a potential predator, and he best give them respect. She chuckled as she held him fast, "Don't worry, you won't forget about me at all. I wrote a m-message from my PDA to yours, apparently your name is P-Pee ptweet, hmm, it f-fits you, because you tweet and squirm and carry on a lot, especially, w-when it looks like your scared. This is going to prove plenty, you're my f-first prey, and you'll have a way to know I digested you forever, because I'm going to pu t some digested items, back into your pack, when I finish eating you, even after you resleeve, my s-saliva and digestive enzymes, will taint you, for the rest of your existence, b-being on this station," she huffed , "B-besides, I'm hungry. And you've take n up too much of my time as it is, it's going to h-happen, I'm going to eat you alive, and I'm going to s-start by devouring your body, f-feet first and tail feathers, so you can w-watch your mistake as you disappear inside of me, f-feet first!" Without w asting another moment, the woman flips his body somehow, upside down, letting lots of blood rush to his head to he'll feel sluggish and dizzy, but also, after a minute, she'd have snugged his feet and wings up hard, nearly bone breakingly. Inhaling his ent ire feet in between her lips, she'd snug in his tail feather's next, only to suck up to his waist, licking over his little prick to tease him, of what they could have had, should he not have teased her, if he could change his ways. Unfortunately, that was n't the case, soon, half of his body inside of her throat, his wings now secure, along with his arms, just an upper body left to eat at his upper arms, head, shoulders, chest and abs, this wasn't looking good for him!

Peeptweet could scarce believe his ears! He couldn't stare at the bunnygirl with how he was held, unable to look back, but the twitch and redoubled efforts he put into straining at the grip pining his winged arms to his sides perhaps lets Kellie know more than anythi ng she'd struck a bit of a chord with the bird, who was suddenly striving to get free as his fate was spelled out and how he'd know about it. "Y-you'd be hunted down!" he peeps, kicking, although then yelping when he was upended. That wasn't good. Birds we ren't supposed to be upside-down. He couldn’t spread his wings however much instinct screamed at him, although he did flare the tailfeathers, but they wouldn't balance him from there. As seconds tick by though the squiring efforts he put into breaking the grip were slowing, getting dizzy and dazed by the moment, It left him even less capable of doing anything as slightly numbed feet felt the lips brush against them .. then giving a terrified twittery -cheep when feeling them sucked on, inside the mouth , and his flicking tailfeathers along the same. He couldn’t even twist free from there , tremblingly feeling himself being sucked in, the feathers ruffling up the wrong way in discomfort for him, the soft feathers caressing the lips as they vanish from sight. Delibera te licking at his crotch though was something else, however; toes curl at the back of the mouth at that. It mattered little as he was still getting swallowed regardless! He was well beyond able to save hmself , staring eyes watching what was happening a nd the fruitless endeavors to wriggle hampered by the bunnygirl's cheeks and mouth and throat entirely, completely helpless now.

Kellie Lawngears couldn't believe how good this felt, finally, to be the one in control. Even if she ended up later, going t o jail for this for a little while, vore crimes were easily written off. Fuck, security officers did it all the time. She' d served some hour in a brig, and then get a slap on the wrist, someone telling her not to do it again. It wasn't like it was murder , after all, Peeptweet D ID say he could come back, didn't he? The cruel glare in her eyes as he spoke to her, lifting him back up to the level he'd be held out at, before, there was a glean there, telling him, she didn't care, no, not at all. And maybe t he person he'd send out after her, she could make them a meal too! The countless times she'd been devoured herself, made fun of, for eating vegetables, the woman had changed her diet, had changed parts about her body, and now she was more human that rabbi t, but that didn't stop her many features to help her still look like one, like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, and Peeptweet was getting to find that out first hand, just how seriously he'd messed up here. Peeptweet should know better than to threaten someone at VIRGO station, about vore death, because it wasn't a crime, if the person came back. Nothing worthy of note, to make a huge deal about it, nothing more than a slap on the wrist, while on the other hand, Tweet, would get to live with her message and he r taunting, for the rest of his life! No matter how many times he'd be resleeved! Haha , it was wonderful. Shoving him down even deeper, sucking in his chest and elbows, she'd slurp in his neck and shoulders, licking her big, wet tongue, all over the man 's face, his feet pushing past her cardiac sphincter, as he's edged towards the point of no return!

Peeptweet subtle might not have believed it at first, but there was no way he could disbelieve it now, no matter how desperately he wished to do so. The r apid staccato chirps and peeping cheeps of his echo in the noisy halls of maintenance, unheard, his fate unseen and for a time, unknown to anyone else save Kellie. Eventually he'd have a reminder which would bring back some disturbing memories, but nobody else would know his fate at the hands of what he'd supposed was a vegetarian like himself. He only had himself to blame, but it was too late for that now, with his gradually being swallowed down but by bit with his being incapable of doing a thing about i t, sinking into the open jaws like sinking in quicksand - and with not even a straw to clutch at. The warm thick lump he made in the throat could be felt to twitch, strain against the muscles restricting his movement, ample evidence that what Kellie was sw allowing was very much alive, but things were becoming easier past the hips; easier and easier, the widest part of the bird well on the way down the throat, and left shaking and trembling with fear over what lay in store for him. That taste of fear was the re, sharp on the tongue mingling with the fruity taste of the bird when his face was licked at; and that was a taste that was going to linger a bit longer, the last taste of the struggling avian prior to that last fateful final gulp.

Kellie Lawngears now no longer needing her hands, could tease and torture the birb more with them as she rubbed against her throat, feeling his captivity, and the beautiful but fruitless struggles of him trying to get out from her mouth, her throat and her very neck. His litt le feeble attempts, almost like a wonderful massage, the terror in his eyes, delicious, him finally realizing now, she could eat him, but best of all that she was going to, no matter what he said, or what he thought, her decision having been final the mome nt she drug him off into some nameless corridor in the station. So close to call for aid and help, but oh SO FAR away~ Murring, moaning and carrying on around him, the rabbit girl got a bit more feisty and silly and sexy as she tilted her head fully back , yawning her mouth wide open, letting the birb slide in between her teeth, and then constricting him within her esophagus. NOW, every part of his body was inside of her, BUT, he hadn't yet, been fully devoured. It was a game to her, to torture him now, to see, just how futile, how weak, he really was. Kellie murring as she knew now, the poor birb's vision was framed by her pearly white teeth. Not just buck teeth in the front, not just teeth that looked like they could chew vegetables, as he looked abou t in and past her gums as that tongue lathered and tasted over his beak, he could see canines!!! Sharp teeth, just like humans, molars , just like humans, and the buck teeth in the front, not like a human's, but more like a rabbits . Giving him time to g et the full picture, waiting for him to BEG one last time, before she'd send him down to an early demise, all at her will, leisure, and pleasure, her stomach growling against in protest, she was taking so long now, to eat him!

Peeptweet was almost whimper ing in the middle of the chirps, certainly more than wanting to beg for his release, his freedom, but he didn't know where to begin besides near-wailing an apology, "I'm sorrrryyy .. I'm sorrryyyy !" a few times, his voice faint from a lack of breath. That throat and the rubbing of the hands that he could literally feel against him through the flesh was not allowing him much breath, and he knew now that the bunny girl was every inch capable of eating meat, and perhaps more specifically, more than capable of eating him ! There was no way he could possibly escape now, the vision to the world outside Kellie framed by the very specific teeth. His knowledge of teeth was minimal, but it didn't matter: those teeth weren't even used on him, not even to subdue him. Ap parently it turned out there was little need, the stricken and terrified bird not much of a threat after hanging upside-down for a minute or so. And now, he could only apologize , and beg, whilst his every moment of his current life hangs on Kellie's whim, to be curtailed at any moment. "Oh gods.. pleeease ," he begs, "D-don't .. don't do this!" The sounds that echoed around him just compounded his humiliation too; the bunny girl was actually enjoying his desperation and desire to live, and he could do nothin g other than do what he was doing. That just made it seem even worse!

Kellie Lawngears sighed out in sheer pleasure through her nose, nasally, as she enjoyed Peeptweet's calls out for mercy, at every turn and whim, only for her to dually ignore him, and e njoy the fear of trembling she felt all over his body. So, this was what it felt like to have the vorish 'ball' in one’s 'court', getting to decide the fate of another's? No wonder no one had ever spared her of her digestive demise, teasing her, now, just like she was teasing him. Letting her feel how weak she was, how powerless, only to enjoy her screams and cries and pleadings...... yes, this was heaven! The bunny, hearing a rumor abroad, that there were bunny predators out there, she began to know why. The irony of it. The lack of suspect someone else might have. Fuck! How hadn't she thought of this earlier. She could turn the insult of someone's judging eyes over her small body, into them being her next meal! Genius! And they'd never suspect a t hing, not before it was well and way, FAR TOO LATE! Before Peeptweet could even utter fully, the last sentence in which he tried to beg for help, without a warning, Kellie CHOMPS her teeth shut, gulping HARD against the man's neck, pulling his face into h er throat, it was pitch black now, so needing him to see out again, was already a foregone conclusion, of NO.

Kellie Lawngears , gulping against him, hard, and again, his ears would finally make out the woman's heart beating all around him, sighing as he f inally cleared her palate, and sunk back past her uvula and into her esophagus fully, now, she OWNED HIM, no, HE WAS HERS. **GLUUUUUUUUUUURCK**, that was it, she's trace his pathetic little form as he moved past her cardiac sphincter, and into her guts be low, finally disappearing between her huge breasts, only to reappear as a large uneven dome in her guts. Giggling as she lets out a heavy " Urrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrp !" not even apologizing, addicted to it! Loving the way it felt to have supreme super iority, over someone else. "Phew... took a b-bit to get you in there, P-Peeptweet. But we got it. And now y-you're just a meal for my tummy. P-please keep squirming like you were. I-It feels so good to have you wriggle around h-hopelessly, inside of m e, just like you did in my m-mouth, okay?" she churred, her ears flicking as her bunny tale wiggled back and forth. Murring as she smoothed her hands over his panicked frame, helping the acids begin to activate inside of her gut, if only to tingle him for now. Slow and steady was his fate, nothing easy, torture was the name of this game now~

Peeptweet finished his last pleading, begging remark with a scream. A real scream, although that scream was quite muffled with the jaws having shut in front of his beaked face like prison bars crashing shut. It had that same note of finality to it, but even worse gi ven where he was and the darkness that surrounded him - and that was without that final powerful gulp that quietens his scream further. For some brief moments the struggle of the N evrean in the throat was quite intense, a desperate struggle against his fat e, even though he was being squeezed down remorselessly irrespective of if he struggled or not. The natural workings of Kellie's body were more than capable of dealing with his most energetic efforts, and Kellie didn't even need to expend much effort at all now. That thick lump of bird was oozing down the throat well enough, the intense struggle subsiding some but never fading entirely, although a few more times the sound of the bird's screaming at Kellie from inside was still quite audible. Seconds might we ll have been minutes for the bird in that time it took to be swallowed down entirely into the rumbling gurgling chamber of the belly that he was being packed into, given a little more freedom and not squeezed so harshly, but he had other problems to deal w ith now. He might not be particularly large and even lighter than one expected, but he still made enough of a visible bulge, and exerting himself he could make that belly distend in odd ways now and then, even if those efforts were fairly futile in that it wasn't getting him any closer to freedom. He could feel already the tingling of acids seeping into the saliva-soaked feathers of his, a tingle that would become an itching then burning soon enough, as inescapable as the belly itself and as incessant as th e pulsing heartbeat and gurgling slosh around him.

Kellie Lawngears enjoyed the pathetic little birb's struggles within her stomach, as he began to obey her and listen to her every command, the gal not realizing much of it was likely only do to his sheer panic , or did she? It was likely that she knew full well how he'd struggle, regardless of her words, the bunny only hoping to make him struggle even more as she spoke them oh so factually, notwithstanding a single verb to go unnoticed, or cruelly spat. She soon sits down with a huff against the corridor's wall. Pleased to finally be the predator in this situation, knowing how wonderful it felt now, she couldn't really blame all the other predators for doing it to her, countless times. And if she had i t her way, she'd be devouring Peeptweet on a regular basis! Giggling with a soft moan, her two front bucked teeth, biting her bottom lip sensually, the bunny begins to push her hand into her skirt, adding one finger to stroke her clitoris and her vaginal lips, before plunging three inside of her canal! " Ohhhhh ... I can feel you in there, yes... PLEASE.... DON'T STOP FIGHTING ME!" she begged, humping a bit and thrusting, her acids meanwhile continuing to fill up inside of her belly, the acids stinging the birb ’ s beak at the nostrils, the only faulty part about being a bird, it became very hard to breath, when their beak was covered in flesh, mucus and the occasional acids that were now splashing in his face, thanks to the bunny rabbit's fucking herself and enjoying his demise, all at the nerv of this birds species!

Kellie Lawngears laughed at the joke, knowing his species sounded much like having ' nerves '. Wings got soft, feathers melted away or fell out, the man's gloves and another article of clothing, wou ld be digesting with him, but the materials synthetic, would last quite a bit longer, whereas , Peeptweet, likely wouldn't. " Ohhhhh . F-Fuck yeah! Keep it Peeptweet, maybe y-you'll make yourself useful yet, for more than just your shit-talking~" the bunny gasped out, getting closer and closer... "I .... I CAN'T .... I'M CUMMING!" she strong stomach muscles flexed hard, continually, as several bones snapped and broke in Peeptweet's body, the thrashing she did as she got pushed into sexual abandon and began to ejaculate and spray her feminine discharge out, getting a lot more acid, in Peep's beak, his nostrils, his 'mouth', his throat, his eyes and all over his body, some parts moving past flesh and into his muscle, allowing her acids to begin to eat him from the inside! Several more bones snapping, likely the most agonizing thing Peeptweet had ever felt, dying in a gut that was likely too small for someone his size! "That's it.... DIE F-FOR ME.... Little NERVARIFUN!" she mocked his species name title, ejacu lating somehow as her belly began to flatten out a little with his form being more malleable , and most of his bones broken. Peep likely had moments left to live! Meanwhile Kellie pants as she finally removes her hands from her soggy panties and damp skir t front, giggling as she murred, feeling over her tummy with both hands again, " MmmmMh ~ A -Almost there cutie~"

Peeptweet was already regretting ever speaking down the the bunnygirl, he'd been regretting it ever since that moment his hands and wings were caught in the jaws and left him powerless. Helpless. Right from that very moment that he realized that he was prey. Food. But now, that regret was tenfold as the harsh reality of the situation bit into him as much as the acids themselves, the sloshing gurg le and squelch all round him squeezing the acrid enzymes over his struggling form. He sure did struggle though, at least, as much as he was able to, a shifting writhing wriggle there in the belly under the rubbing hands, a counterpoint to the bunny's own q uite evident pleasure, and the realization that his dying, his very life had come down to amounting to little more than a period of pleasure and some nutrition to Kellie! That was as much value his life meant at that very moment. And the pain! That was get ting worse, the saturated feathers slow to dissolve, unlike his flesh. The skin was blistering already under the feathers, softening, those feathers no real barrier, and even less when they began to slough off, littering the slime in which he bathed, coati ng the walls of the belly to some degree as they had once coated him. Increasingly deluded, screaming was becoming a little intermittent, even though the screams were of pain more than despair as the incessant process of being digested alive continues. F rail fragile hollow bones were no match to the powerful contractions of the stomach, the initial crack and pop of a few bones breaking inside him causing quite a few spasmodic twitches from him. More and more though as the bones of his posed less resistanc e to the powerful crush, his sobbing screams were dying down, as was his struggling movements. He was dying, and in such agony, the softening tissues of his body beginning to lose their definition. What was a wriggle lumpy outline of bird was beginning to become less lumpy, smaller, moving less and less. Choking on acid and all and too weak to cough properly, his whole body was wracked with incessant spasms. He couldn't see, eyes blinded even if it was light, throat and tongue burning, his beak pitted from the acid corroding the very bone just as eagerly as they were his flesh. He hadn't long to live now, each breath laborious.

Kellie Lawngears could feel the life inside of her dying, being snuffed out, and this addictive feeling, for the first time the bun ny had ever felt it in her life, she knew it now, she could never live without it again. It couldn't be murder if the person being eaten was nothing more than food, if that same person, could come back, time and time again, merely an annoyance on her part , to collect them again, but oh, the rewards! She giggled at the thought. Of eating Peeptweet again and again, whenever she saw him. Snag him away, take him to some forbidden place, only to devour him whole and alive! As he began to die even more, her acids making it hard for him to breathe, Kellie now settled gently against the wall, burping another loud belch~ She sucked in a whole bunch more air, not wanting Peeptweet to suffocate outright, if she had it to her will, she'd have him feel every last moment of this agony, loving the thrashing his body gave her still, even at a moment like this, even if it was faint, it was present and delicious! Gathering the little man, while his body was still whole and full, even if much softer and about ready to b ust apart, should she squish him too hard, she willed her body to fill up with even more digestive fluids, now rising up to the man's neck. Gently sloshing her stomach in a gyrating like motion, she was helping to kill him faster, like putting him through a blender, though, without the blade but the acids may just as well have been as bad!

The sloshing making it harder and harder for his skin and his muscle and his feathers, or at least, what left remain the little thereof, to grow further and further apar t, begging to just snap or split away, to make the man become to be in many parts. She could tell he was almost all but dissolved away now, like an over ripened tomato, the bunny giggled as she churred. "It's time to die now l-little Peeptweet. I hope y ou enjoy becoming a p-part of me, forever. I'm g-going to have fun, s-shitting you out of my a-asshole!" she cooed. Finally lifted her stomach up as high as she can gathering the strength of her fingers up finally squishing hard against him, upward, with a heaving PUSH, as her stomach slams back down HARD against her lap, Peeptweet is all but disintegrated, hearing and feeling her gut slosh into a wet slurry of chyme and, some bones likely, getting stuck, she'd have to cough up later. Murring out as she giggled, she yawned, sighing out, "All g-gone~" with a pleased, very pleased, smile, upon her face. The bunny goes to lay down against the wall, soon taking a nap, allowing her stomach to remove what it could of his solids, before packing 'Peeptweet' into her intestines through her pyloric sphincter and her duodenum, the valve on the bottom side of her stomach , shutting up again, as the villi began to sift through his delicious nutrients.

Your stomach groans as Peeptweet falls apart into a thick soup. You can feel their remains soon flowing deeper into your body to be absorbed.

Sleeping for about an hour, the bunny gets back up again. Rubbing her back as she's stirred to awakening, at the sharp pain in her ass. The solids the man had become, the liquids, now pushing out against her rectum and heavily, the fluids in her bladder! " Gahhh .... S-so stubborn. Like the average m-man. Doing whatever they can to get inside of a g-girl... now you want out of this relationship!? Fine... I'll d-dump you before we can break up!" she laughed at her joke. Moving to a nearby toilet to remove her trench coat, shimmy her skirt down and then her panties, soon sitting her gorgeous, thicc ass, against the porcelain . Grunting, she began to push, her butt hole having to s tretch a bit wider as her anus made room for the crackling sound of turds to follow. The bunny clenching her teeth, sighing, panting, sweating even, as she felt the urge to piss. A golden shower soon spraying out of her vaginal urethra as she sighs, cold chills moving down her spine in between grunts, as the first part of 'Peeptweet' peaked out of her butthole like a prairie dog. "That's it... get out of me y-you little fucker! Who's the p-predator now!" she gasps. Logs of shit just coming out of her b utt hole, she grunts, sighs and smiles, finally wiping her vagina clean as she's finished pissing. A few more toilet flushes, and on the last one, she wipes her ass, gets off the toilet and then blows the shit a kiss goodbye, looking at it, winking at the toilet bowl, before waving it off to see the swirl Peeptweet had once been a part of, disappear into the sewer system below, never to come back out again.

" Mmmmm ~ Goodbye l-little Peeptweet. I hope to-----" she was interrupted mid-sentence as as need to barf came present. She was dry heaving, until final one bone, and then the next, came out of her stomach, coughing it up, annoying things they were, splat tering up to her mouth as she spits and hurks each one on to the floor... "Why you little s-shit!" she laughed. Looking over her breasts, over her sexy body, just before hoping into the shower to get all cleaned up and then redressed. She'd grab all of P eeptweet's possessions just as she had promised, even the stuff she'd barfed back out. Leaving his PDA intact, to keep all the reminders she'd swore, Peep would see, so he COULD NOT deny what had happened to him. Heading to medical next, she giggled, wai ting for the next employee to show up. She hands them Peeptweet's items, half-digested stuff and all, and his intact PDA in his bag, and then grins with a sexy smirk, before heading off, seemingly with a skip in her step. For better or for worse, Peeptwe et had changed this girl's life forever. Awakening the dormant predator inside of the bun bun ... She'd then head out to the tram area, to take the next shuttle out to go back to her home. Thinking about Peeptweet and how delicious was, hardly able to wa it to devour him up, again, all, once more. Hoping she could eat him, whenever she saw him. He'd now doomed himself to becoming a regular staple for her lunch~