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\pard\sl240\slmult1\f0\fs24\lang9 The dim orange glow of a street lamp mingles with the dull blue of a florescent light on the ground before the large front window of the Fluffy Friends Pet Shelter. A thick cloud cover keeps any appreciable amount of moonlight from joining the pool of luminescence.\par
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A tabby cat has his face painted with cool blue light from his monitor at the front desk. The computer is quite old, all things considered, but its only uses are keeping records and passing the time with Solitaire. It does the job fine.\par
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It's a lonely graveyard shift for the anthro tabby. Though there are plenty of dogs curled up and soundly sleeping in the next room over, there aren't any other employees present. With the recent decline in adoption rates, the layoffs weren't surprising.\par
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It should be further unsurprising, then, when the cat gets an unfortunate email. \par
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\b Dear Sawyer,\par
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Due to a lack of new pet owners in the area, the Fluffy Friends Pet Shelter on Foray Street will be closing down as of tonight. All assets at the location, yourself included, are to be liquidated immediately.\par
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No further action is required. A downsizing agent will be with you shortly.\par
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\pard\sl240\slmult1\qr -Management\par

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The cat's dull eyes scan over the text, and after a moment to process it, he can only let out a sigh. He taps his foot on the ground, briefly considering what there is left for him, then retrieves his phone from his pocket. He writes a text to his wife to let her know he won't be coming home tonight.\par
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Outside, a car door slams shut. A purple-furred skunk strolls toward the building, and his stomach growls.\par
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Clancy checks his watch as he approaches the front door. Just past midnight. That leaves him an hour to clear out the place if he's to remain on schedule. He doesn't mind working quickly, though, and he's never late.\par
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The tabby shies away a little as the door swings open, though the skunk greets him with a polite wave.\par
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"Are- Are you sure this is necessary? I could just go home instead-" the cat makes his plea as Clancy approaches.\par
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The skunk doesn't dignify him with a response before reaching over the desk and pulling him into his hungry maw by the shoulders. One quick motion and a heavy swallow force his head inside then the start of his upper body.\par
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The worker briefly gives a few weak struggles on instinct as the skunk lifts him up above his head. His struggles are suddenly ended all at once.\par
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At the same time the former employee's abdomen slides into Clancy's throat, his skull vacates his bowels. A steaming heap of amorphous brown sludge smacks to the ground with the cat's skull and some of his neck bones landing inside it.\par
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Without resistance, the skunk proceeds to slide him further down his throat. The cat's ribs start to come out as his thighs go in, and most of his spine has emerged by the time his legs fully vanish.\par
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The skunk pats his gut after swallowing down the last of the tabby while the cat slides clean through him. The last of his pitiful skeleton piles up on the floor behind Clancy mixed with the brown mess the squishier parts of him have become.\par
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He's gone from sitting at the front desk to laying in a filthy pile on the ground in less than thirty seconds.\par
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Clancy dusts his hands and heads for the kennels without another word. He maintains a silent gratitude that nothing janitorial is included in his duties.\par
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The door creaks quietly open. Not one of the animals stirs. Each potential canine companion is curled up comfortably in a kennel. The kennels are lined on the bottom with soft fabric, the work of the shelter's former employees who cared deeply for the animals and their well-being.\par
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To the liquidator, of course, the rows of kennels look more like a buffet.\par
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The smaller dogs are kept closer to the entrance of the room, so naturally, Clancy starts there. He slips open the first kennel and grabs the lap dog resting within.\par
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The little dog barely gets the chance to stir awake before it's dropped down the hatch and instantaneously mulched. Its momentum doesn't stall even slightly on its trip; it splatters onto the floor as a mound of shit with the same falling speed it had the moment Clancy let it drop into his waiting maw.\par
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The dog's skeleton is left half-buried in the glob of skunk shit the rest of it has become.\par
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It becomes fully buried immediately after as Clancy clears out the cage bellow. The second had gone down just as smoothly, and now the first of the liquidator's many canine victims are just a filthy pile of mixed scat and bones.\par
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Clancy hums happily to himself as he works. The free meal is certainly a nice perk of his job.\par
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His casual tune is broken up regularly by a swift swallow and shortly thereafter briefly drowned out by another bowel movement splattering on the ground with the skeleton of another digested dog.\par
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The next snack is a bit larger. Still not anything huge, but it's a modestly sized beagle. Clancy stuffs half of it into his gullet rear-first, and it promptly startles awake.\par
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There's a brief moment where the dog is halfway inside the skunk's stomach, its head barely outside of his maw. In that moment, he feels its desperate legs kicking at the inside of his gut. The intense scrabbling is short lived as the motion accelerates the already rapid process of the dog's lower half breaking down. It kicks its own legs apart in his stomach, and it lets out a short yowl.\par
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Another quick swallow sends the beagle the rest of the way down. It isn't a full second later that what's left of it plops out from beneath the skunk's tail. The putrid brown mush of mulched up dogs covers large portions of the floor.\par
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A few of the dogs had already begun to stir or shift about in their sleep from the unusual noise of other dogs splattering on the floor as mounds of bone-filled shit, but the yowling of the beagle was what truly made the cacophony begin.\par
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A chorus of barks, whines, and whimpers begins as more of the remaining animals wake. If the noise weren't enough to disturb them, the stench certainly is. Not to mention the sight of the other dogs being steadily disposed of one by one.\par
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The liquidator hardly minds. There's a satisfaction the sound adds in that every swallow and swift digestion makes the ruckus a little quieter.\par
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A dachshund is removed from the chorus.\par
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A terrier is silenced.\par
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Clancy works through the remainder of the medium-sized dogs in this capacity. With every gulp and subsequent bowel movement, the overwhelming noise is gradually reduced to silence one animal at a time.\par
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In just a short few minutes, only the larger dogs remain. Though they have the loudest barks by far, once Clancy reaches them they've nearly all fallen to pleading whimpers and whines. They lay with their paws over their muzzles, submissive and terrified. All but one, that is.\par
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A disturbed husky stands with its side pressed against the back of its larger kennel. It barks and yaps ceaselessly at the skunk, occasionally stopping only to howl instead. It's a few dogs down from where the liquidator currently stands, but he doesn't mind breaking the order a bit to finally achieve his relative peace and quiet.\par
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The animal attempts to snap at him as he swings open the barred door. This does nothing to save it, however; the skunk has enough experiencing in handling animals to pull it out without it getting so much as a nip on him.\par
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He holds up the writhing, yowling dog face to face with himself and licks his chops as the animal squirms.\par
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\cf1\b\i\f1\fs22 OUMPH GULP\par
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It still isn't a lengthy task by any means to churn up a dog of this size, but it does take a couple swallows. \par
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And while the husky's skull is rotting in a shitpile on the ground, Clancy takes no shortage of pleasure in feeling its body continue to flail and spasm involuntarily on its way down. \par
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When he finally swallows it all, it makes for a hefty log of scat that lands hard behind him. The dense bowel movement crushes the animal's skull when it lands and promptly spreads out wide as it settles to the ground. Many of the dog's bones are revealed in the ensuing slue as the turd comes apart under its own weight.\par
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Clancy only huffs in pleasure and satisfaction with the entire husky passed forcibly through him. \par
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The remaining dogs, watching this display, have started to quiet down a bit as well, perhaps believing their silence has bought them his mercy. This is soon proven false when the skunk trots back to the first of the larger animals and swings open the cage.\par
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Clancy pulls a panicking golden retriever out of the kennel. It yelps and flails its legs about, but it proves no challenge for the skunk.\par
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He stuffs the dog flank-first into his maw. Its hind quarters are promptly mulched by his ravenous gut, and the back half of the animal sloughs out onto the ground as a giant pile. Its pelvis and the bones of its hind legs jut up awkwardly out of the mess. \par
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While part of it is already on the way out, the rest of the dog still making its way down Clancy's gullet struggles desperately. \par
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The descending bulge in his throat writhes intensely, but at soon as it reaches his stomach it becomes horribly still. \par
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And hardly a moment later, the pile is completed with the rest of the dog's remains. Its skull tops the filthy mound, half sunken into the scat that used to be its own body.\par
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The next kennel over contains a German Shepherd. The dog has backed itself against the far wall of its confinement and lets out an uneasy bark as the door is opened up before it.\par
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Clancy crouches down and reaches inside. The dog is a bit unruly and harder to get a grip on than the others, but it's still nothing the liquidator can't handle.\par
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He leans his upper body into the kennel, and from there it's impossible for the dog to keep its body away from the skunk's maw. A little guidance in the form of a firm grip on the dog's forelegs is all it takes to get its head inside.\par
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Clancy works the entire dog down his gullet. Outside the kennel, his asscheeks part to push out portions of the dog in short bursts of filth. A few dense chunks come out at a time in rapid succession, slowly forming into a completed pile stacked up with the entire mass formerly comprising the innocent animal's body.\par
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The skunk pulls himself back out of the kennel, stands, and takes only a brief moment to pop his back before carrying on.\par
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He passes the empty husky cage and the corresponding pile of filth spreading across the ground, and in a similar manner to before, he continues emptying kennels.\par
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Half a dozen more dogs disappear one after the other. Clancy mulches each of them without pause. An Akita goes down the hatch. A Dalmatian splatters onto the floor. A chocolate lab is mulched.\par
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The skunk leaves them all as lifeless heaps of bone and scat. His revolting handiwork carpets the floor in brown. All different breeds of dog have become the same putrid filth. Only one last dog remains.\par
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A longhaired Saint Bernard lies with its paws over its muzzle in terrified defeat. It whimpers as the skunk approaches, but it's given up on any hopes of survival. Clancy holds no mercy for the dog.\par
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After getting onto his knees to ingest the dog without having to bother lifting its immense weight, Clancy pulls it head-first inside of himself. His hungry maw stretches wide to fit it in, and his throat expands drastically as the animal becomes a slow-moving bulge.\par
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As he engulfs the front legs of the dog, the parts of it already inside reach his stomach and promptly press through his bowels.\par
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With another swallow, he pulls the large dog's chest inside of himself, and at the same time the animal's skull escapes with the beginning of a tidal wave of shit.\par
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An intense flow of bone-caked scat presses out of Clancy's rear. The disgusting filth of former furry friend forms into a mushy mound that runs over itself and melds down to coat the surrounding area.\par
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He's worked most of the dog into himself by now. Its flank and drooping tail still stick out of his maw. The flow of its remains continues.\par
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One final, hefty swallow brings the last of the dog down into his gut. The river of shit coming out the other end continues for a couple seconds longer as the dog's latter half is rapidly processed. It finally tapers off with a few excess bones landing on the pile immediately after.\par
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The stinking remains of the dog pile high despite how much area they've spread out to cover under their own weight. Clancy is alone in the derelict shelter now. His work is finished.\par
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The liquidator stands, stretches a bit, and lets out a contented sigh.\par
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"Love my job," he says simply as he turns toward the door and steps through the ankle deep pool of filth he's made of the shelter's former occupants.\par
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The skunk passes dozens of empty kennels while his paws drag through what's left of them in a shallow carpet across the ground. He checks his watch just as it rolls over to 1 a.m. Right on time.\par
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He tracks brown pawprints across the floor of the lobby, paying no mind to the rancid heap he left the secretary in prior. Only a brief stop is made to wipe his paws clean on the welcome mat before he swings the door open and heads out to the car.\par
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It's onto the next job for him. The Fluffy Friends Pet Shelter will soon be forgotten.\par
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