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To say the least that is. Last Wednesday she was walking home from work just like any other day, when everything suddenly… changed. You see, the thing about surprises is typically there's a small build up to them. Or you get a split second to see something before it comes to fruition. Like a baseball flying at your face when you turn. To Cleona, while something seemed a bit off for a second or two at the time, it was only in a blink of an eye that the scientist appeared in her stomach, rounding her belly round and heavy.\nIt’s been about 4 days since the tall and shaped horse digested the man. She never asked the man his name, or even what species he was for that matter. Her city was filled with all different sorts of animals after all. Who knows what he was. He felt just about the same height as the rest of them, but it’s a bit hard to judge when she never had anything larger than maybe a pizza stewing away in her gut at one time. Well, there was the hot dog eating contest that other one time, but the result of her now much more pudgy figure could hardly equate to that. Not expecting much info to come out, she’d likely have to have analysis done if she were to ever find out the strange man’s species. But why go through that risk? What was she gonna tell the lab? Hey guys I ingested some weird animal alive. Can you forensic analysis my shit and tell me what he was? Ya… no, that would be a bit weird now wouldn’t it? *PHFFFFTTTTT*, a wave of gas blows out of her lower hole again. Bringing her back to today, and reminding her that what remained of the man was still with her. He just wasn’t in her stomach anymore.\nDigesting her meal turned out to be challenging, but nothing too bad. Besides the effort of actually breaking down the man, and absorbing him through her intestinal wall, the common misplaced step, and almost falling when getting out of the shower a few times were the most of her troubles. For work she had to call out sick one day, and work remote the other. It would be a bit odd to explain her suddenly large middle to the people she merely just saw the day before in her old state. Can’t pass that off as a hot dog eating contest, no sir not a chance.\nShe could still go out in public however. To strangers, she was just another horse. Albeit a bit of a fat one. Underneath her stretched shirts her hair may look a bit tighter, and her belly may have less squish then a regular fat horse, but someone would have to really look into her figure to notice something was off. Most people don’t do that. Hell, most just label her as pregnant or fat in passing thought and that was that. That made shopping in public really easy as the scientist sloshed inside her bloated small intestine. It was hard to find sweatpants, and a long sleeve that would fit in her house at first. But fortunately, she was into the baggy clothing style. This just meant that her upper body clothes looked a lot less baggy.\n As her body continued to break down the mammal, and push him along, her large belly bump did change however. Not only did it lower itself south, closer to her private region, but it also slowly became squishier. Plus it began to shrink inside just a little bit. But the mass didn’t just disappear, as it became smaller, it seemed like other parts of her grew a bit larger. Not a ton, but she first noticed it when her sweatpants began to feel more snug around the hips. Not only that, but harder to pull up around her waist. Then, by Saturday when eating her first meal since Wednesday, she saw her reflection in a picture on the wall. Going to the bathroom mirror confirmed what she thought. There, she saw that her arms had grown just a bit chunkier and squishy.\n Taking her clothes off to get a real good analysis, she looked at her figure all over. First off, her belly was no longer as wide as her back so that was something. But in return, her thigh gap seemed to have shrunken. Not only that, but after squeezing to double check, her breasts, and even ass had more jiggle. Turning her body in the reflection, she turned and lifted her right ass cheek, watching as it jiggled just a bit extra when dropped. With a smile on her face, she didn’t actually mind that part that much. “Not bad, not bad at all,” she told her reflection as she felt herself up. Maybe it really was worth it, she thinks, standing proud of her new figure.\nBut soon, Sunday came, and with that it brought what she was worried about. The morning was her first warning sign as she woke up with a bit of extra gas then usual. Rubbing over her low squishy belly, she just reflexed as she blew out some steam into her sheets. Afterwards laughing about it. But by the time she walked from the kitchen to the dining room with a bowl of cereal, she noticed that not only was she gassier, but a large rumble occupied her next one. Turning her cheek to the side, a “FFFfTTTT”, irked out with quite a bit more force than she was used to. This time, enough to cause her tail to flick. That’s odd, she could usually suppress that instinct. From that point on, it was all downhill.\nFeeling much gassier than usual, but not yet feeling the urge to relieve herself, she decided to go for a walk. When she first walked home with the scientist still in her stomach, that was a challenge. Every step had seemed to shift her dome of a belly side to side, and with all the weight, by the time she had gotten home she was completely shot. But by today, things were much easier to manage. Now, with her squishy gut only sticking out a little bit beyond where it was before she ate the man, and with most of her added weight being a part of her, walking was much easier than before. She still felt a little heavier then she was used to, but it was a much more manageable weight. Who knows, maybe I’ll be able to work off a tiny bit of this extra fat, she thinks as she pushes her moldable belly.\nWalking past strangers she was forced to uncomfortably hold her gas at times, but the fortunate thing about being outside is it allowed her the freedom to let loose when no one was around. With the benefit of only being forced to smell a little bit of the consequences. Fortunately however, while the fresh air was nice, the walk only seemed to succeed in stirring up her gut more. \nFeeling her intestines shifting heavily, she was forced to lower a hand and squeezed into the waistband of her sweatpants. This was followed by a lower, deeper, and audible *gurgle*, she felt internally as her insides rumbled. Slowing down, but not wanting to stop in case anyone was looking- as if gripping herself wasn’t obvious- she’d have to just power through the lower indigestion. Slightly, trying to be unnoticed, her long hairy tail would raise as heavy and wet gas would stream out her asshole with an audible “FFARTT”. Casually looking around, no one was around which was fortunate, but you never know when someone might decide to look at an apartment window, Looking down to her middle she mutters, “Dam, you happy? You just had to get me back somehow huh?” Another quieter “Pooft” squeaks out behind her as if to respond.\nGetting back home, her ass had become the center of attention. And not just because of the passerbyers that would take a glance at it outside. Although there were a few more lookers than usual, she noted. No, it was because of what lurked inside. Farting up a storm, she could feel that the scientist was getting ready to come out soon. \nIn the safety of her own home, she sat back on her couch and pushed her hands into her lower fat. Raising her long nose, she held her breath as she massaged another large, “FPFPFPPFPFPTT,” to blow out of her. Assaulted her couch cushions at an angle. She thought she could feel something hard inside her squishy body with her hoofed hands, but she wasn’t too certain if it was what she would soon be dumping, or just a part of her. It was a bit sensitive when pushing too deep so she didn’t investigate too much. \nLeaning forward and to the left just barely, still gripping herself, another heavy wave of gas assaults out from beneath her. So backed up, she doesn’t even really feel temporary relief, rather just temporary decompression. Needing to breathe, she was fortunate it was her own gas filling up the room. Otherwise she’d likely pass out from the smell. Didn’t need the nose of a wolf to smell how bad her stench was that’s for sure. Turns out digesting a person causes quite a stir.\nBut eventually, about an hour later than she would have liked, nature came calling. Apparent, as she now felt a solid pressure filling up between her ass cheeks, rather than just gas. The realization had her eager to flush away her problem. Standing up from her lying down position, she quite literally threw off a small blanket she had put on herself. Something she put on to ease her troubles mentally. Up and moving, she made her way to the bathroom on the other side of the apartment. Squishy and plump ass cheeks taking turns raising and falling behind her hips. But what started out as a small feeling, quickly became quite a bit more. Feeling the urge to do more than fart, she grabbed her left ass cheek tightly, and started to speed walk. “Oh shit shit shit,” the words matching each step.\nThrowing her sweatpants and even shirt to the ground, and flinging them inside the bathroom she grimaced, “Ok ok, I know you still want to get out of me just be patient.” She lifts the toilet seat cover up and slides her panties down her thick thighs. Bare naked ass and all out in the open, she squats her heavy form over the toilet bowl with a thud. Now where she wanted to be she lets out a deep breath. “Ok, ok, you can do this,” she coaches herself, putting her right hand on her fatty belly.\nWith that, she feels her bowels moving again. Relaxing, her hole down below just barely opens as a long streamed fart shoots into the toilet with a “FFFFFFFF”, like an airy sink. The sound echoing out into the room. She actually feels a bit better after that one, as her tail relaxes as well. But still relaxing, she feels as a big shift occurs inside. With that, not only does she feel the urge to shit rising, it’s like she can feel the mass between her hip bones as well, deepp inside her. This is gonna be a big one, she thinks.\nRound and smooth dark brown ass cheeks look at the toilet bowl below. Her long black haired tail dropping, leading into a crevice in the back of the toilet bowl. Slowly, the part of her tail that feeds into her body raises. From a resting muscleless position, it starts to erect up, pointing more perpendicular to her bare back, and aiming at the wall behind the toilet. Cleona, wanting to lean forward, but also wanting to lean back at the same time due to the size, can feel the remains of the scientist’s remains ready to come out. So big, it’s like she was trying to find an angle to shift to make it easier to expel, but that was pointless. No angle would help, she’d have to push him out completely, or fail. \nHovering in the air in the toilet bowl, her asshole aims down below, with her lower vaginal lips tucked closer to the front of her. Like a flag raising, the tail rises more and more as she feels a huge weight lowering itself inside her like an elevator. Then, slowly, her asshole begins to open up, as she starts to push.\nLike a wet, sticky and dark black ufo, her anus loosens and opens wider and wider. Her heavy, round, dark chocolate brown asscheeks, that almost stick out beyond the sides of the toilet already, separate ever so slightly to make way for what’s coming. What’s coming, finally sees the open air, as the beginning of something wrong pokes out. \nCleona strains as a soft push, quickly turns into a hard push using all of her internal lower muscles. Like not breathing when underwater, her body takes control, forcing her to push with all of her might. As if to show it, her tail is now practically pointed upward, as if it was pulling her skin trying to help open her up. Leaning forward, with her left hand gripping the side of her leg now, her shit is simply too big to comfortably remain in her any long. \nPushing as hard as she can, she slowly feels as the weight begins to lower. Her asshole stretches wider and wider in the process. Probably at least a quarter of her rear end turns into a big hole as the grand brown log descends. Comfort in her posture is out the window, it’s all about expelling what her body has used up. Her only goal, to have the scientist, “Get, outtt,” she says in a strained, neck stretched voice. Not only does her asshole grow wider still, but she can even feel the way the log is still shifting inside her rectum wall. And ‘log didn't feel like reference anymore, it literally felt like a log was coming out of her as she would be dripping sweat if she could.\nDown below, her black tail raises like a flag trying to look away. Then, right below it, only an inch towards the bottom of Cleona was the edge of her stretched asshole. There, a big and pink stretched muscle curved perfectly circular, all the way around to the middle of her gooch. Open like a screaming mouth, it was pushed to its limits as the big solid brown mass was slowly vomited out. Little jagged bumps of bones, or the shit itself would slightly stretch or recede her anus at different areas, but it would always return to that standard maximum size.\nWith her hips pushed off to the side as far as they could go to make way, periodically her body would be forced to stop to recoup. Then for a second or two Cleona would catch her breath as she remained still. But once her insides got their grip, like another wave of throw up, she had no control as her insides would coil forward, causing her to again push with all her might. \n“Damm scientist,” she curses out, as her head turns slowly. The stretching was painful, and her insides felt numb, but slowly and surely she was making progress. Maybe a half a minute later and she was still going, to her dissatisfaction. “You get what you deserve,” she feels resentment, but no regret.\nBut eventually, and finally, she starts to feel the ending of her crap coming down her tunnel. Subsequently, with some still inside her cave, her asshole begins to shrink down as the end grows near. Still, an odd bump or two stretched her out a little bit again, slowing down the descent temporarily, but with more of her dump out of her then inside, gravity helped to slowly tug the rest out of her.\nStill however, her body instinctively continues to push out just as hard. This just now causes it to slide out faster. Until finally with a final squeeze, the last of the crap flops out into the toilet below with a heavy *thunk*. And with that, her asshole remains open temporarily, while slowly squeezing shut. It didn’t get too close completely however, as another smaller bat remained in the cave. With a now much dryer, *spurt* of gas, another brown nugget stretches her open again. It was much smaller than the previous one, actually the size of one of her normal shits, but compared to what just happened, it was like cakework as it practically slid out. \nWith it finally over, her tail slowly allows itself to lower and rotate back to how it was. Now not needing to help pull up the skin, or unworried about getting in the way of anything else. Simultaneously, her entire ass loses as it relaxes. Firm cheeks returning to how they were as well; calm and collected.\nLeaning on her knees like she was smoking a cigarette on a staircase as the girl catches her breath. The whole ceremony really took a lot out of her… literally. 10 seconds later, starting to get a whiff of the stench, she shakes her long nose with an exhale. Putting her left hand on top of her knee, and with her ass feeling a bit numb and sore, she pushes herself to stand up. Sliding her panties back up around her fat ass, she turns around to access the damage.\nThe site, while partially being what she expected, was still quite the site to be seen. Like a scene out of Jurassic Park, the solid mass almost stuck out above the horse sized toilet rim. Not only was there nothing left of whatever the animal she digested was, but it was dry enough that her body must have really absorbed all the liquid water as well. Well, that wasn’t exactly true, there were still technically parts of the man that remained. Watching as tips of white bones tried to reach out of the mass they were inside. It was almost like they were still fighting to escape their fate. That would explain some of those bumps I felt, she thought, remembering how her rectum and anus seemed to bump out a few times. There weren’t too many bones to be seen, just a few maybe leg bones, or an arm bone. Standing over the mess, tall and with her long tail resting on top of her plump ass before hanging down like a curtain, she admired the view. That was, until she felt another rumble down below.\n“Wait, there’s more?” She asked herself, while trying to look through her belly button. Then as if to answer her question, she felt the growing pressure down deep inside returning. “Oh ok ok hold on one second. Guess some of you wanted to stay inside a bit longer huh?” she jokes, as she lowers her panties and squats back on the lid.\nThen once more, she lifts her tail, and pushes. Unpleasantly, it felt like a pointy stick was traveling through her bowels as she pushed lightly. Obviously something kinda sharp was scraping along her walls and she didn’t like it. As much as she wanted to squeeze to stop whatever was coming out, she found that if she committed, opened up and pushed widely like before, whatever it was wouldn’t dig into her colon as much. \nWith a quick slide, the skull of the man pops out of her hole, out of her view. Hanging there for a minute, it’s almost like her ass is holding it still, giving it a good view of the site below. Then, the ass tightens, squeezing it and pulling it back ever so slightly for a moment. That is until it pops out with a final ‘grunt’ and push. Now feeling emptier, and really hoping she’s done, Cleona stands back up with a tired swag demeanor. Not bothering to slide her panties back up, she steps over them and turns to see what that was all about. There she sees the newest bone.\nThe eye sockets and damaged teeth made it clear what it was, but still, it was the weirdest skull she had ever seen. Flat along the front, it almost looked alien. Maybe some kind of monkey or primate, but even their skulls jotted forward just a bit. Holding her breath and unable to resist, she picks up the object in her hoofs. Fascinated, she turns it over, noticing the brown and white bleached form. Looking down at her belly, she asks her middle, “What the hell were you?” Before turning her head back up. In the process, forgetting to hold her breath. “-ahh oh, yup ok now, gotta ‘get rid of the evidence’.”\nIt took multiple, and multiple flushes, but with the addition of her newly found ‘poop knife’, she was able to get it all down the drain eventually. With the remains mixed into the sewer completely, and with no one technically missing, she felt pretty confident no one would ever find her guilty of any crime. Especially one as ridiculous as this. \nBut she didn’t flush everything. No, washing the skull in the sink, she thought she’d keep it as a memento. Something to remember the scientist by. True, she could remember him everytime she looked at her flank in the mirror, but this seemed better, more… objective. Satisfied with how clean she got it, she sprayed something in the air to cover the smell, and turned to exit. \nHeading out the door, a quick bubble sprinted down her colon like it was late to something. Purking her round, firm, brown and thinly haired cheeks to her left ever so slightly, she released a nice small *pufff,* into the air. She glances in the direction she purked a cheek up, admiring her body. “Oh,” before turning back to the skull in hand, “excuse me,” and playfully poking the solid object. And with that, she walked to her heavy form to her bedroom, looking for a place to put her new trophy. Maybe somewhere nice where it could see out. Maybe see the show if she decided to call up that zebra the other day. Maybe she would, she recently found quite the confidence with her new figure. Would make a good way to work the new form in.\nGiggling to herself, she heads back into the kitchen, still nude and exposed. Parched, she could really go for a glass of water. Filling it up, and downing half the contents, she turns to the living room. But halfway, she stops, noticing something. A green light that’s shining on the counter. With steps sounding like a mini giant, she walks up, remembering the device.\nPicking it up, she looks over the form. It looks like a silver and cracked tv remote. Different round buttons have different black words underneath them. They each say weird and confusing things out of context like ‘calibration’, ‘AI input’, and lots of ‘+’s and ‘-’s. But one button does stand out, one that Cleona thinks she has a pretty good idea what it means. To the top right of the round object, she reads the word ‘return’. \nMaybe she’d give the scientist's home world a visit one day. Would be exciting to give a new world a visit after all. She’s sure he had an assistant or someone who helped him out. Doubt he could complete this whole thing on his own, especially after making such a mistake. She could make up an excuse about what happened to the scientist, or she could simply say she just found the remote somewhere. She could pass for a trustworthy horse. Then maybe Cleona could get them to help her figure out the controls. Maybe if she figured out how to work the controls, she could create some more ‘accidents’. Her belly lets out a low growl as if in anticipation. Learning is a learning process after all." }