Day 25) Performance
#25 of Voretober
Life is but a stage and we are its...no fuck that pretentious crap. Fucking up a pathetic pig with my mouse's thick gut is what this story is all about. And a special apperance of someone to aid him along with such a lovely show. Money left and right. Shitshow's best performer, give it up for Gideon. Day 25 of Voretober, I am still blown away by the support you all have been showing for this month long project. I have been energized by your eager comments favorites and looking at my work. I can't put into words how much I appreciate it! Anyway enough of the sentimental shit you've come here to see a mouse absolutely destroy a cop.
This is a side note but don't take this story as some sort of political statement about real life situations. While I may use some familiar terminology this is strictly meant to be a goofy, horny, absurd story. So please, don't take it too seriously.
CWs: bondage, cruel pred , humiliation , public area, stripper, disposal, digestion, anal vore, cop prey, fatal, snuff, death, bone breaking, bones
Gideon was an absolute showstopper at the strip club he worked at. His massive body, fat nuts, and wild appearance drove the men in the crowd wild. The mouse barely showed up to work but when he did plenty of men vanished within his alluring curves.
"Heya ya' freaks! Tonight is a special night at the Shitshow aint it!?" The mouse twirled around the pole his curvy body gyrated around. His harsh eyes looked out into the crowd.
"YEAHHHH!"
"AWOOOOO!"
"ME NEXT!
"GOD I WISH IT WERE ME!"
All sorts of voices hollered out to the mouse as he moved back to the walkway. Without further waiting the mouse pulled back the curtains. A cop tied up to a steel chair. The German Shepard in uniform thrashed violently. "Look at this adorable doggy. He politely agreed that a pig like him is much better as mouse shit. Ain't that right ya bastard!?" He violently kicked the chair and it flung to the ground!
"I don't want to die!" The canine's eyes filled with fear as he thrashed back and forth in the restraints. "Look at this dumbass!" Gideon propped the chair back up, the canine's hands were tightly locked to the chair. "His own damn handcuffs! Can you believe this pig!? He can't even keep his own gear in check!" The mouse smirked.
"Kill em!"
"Officer down!"
"What a dumb pig!"
"Ah you hear that boy, the whole crowd wants you dead. Isn't that sad? None of yer' buddies are gonna come help ya' neither! I wrote a cute little letter to 'em! Nobody 'cept these horny fucks are gonna know a mouse made you into turds!" The mouse amped up his intensity. Gideon pinned his fat ass to the whimpering canine's face. "C'mon folks. Louder, let those singles fly!" He grinned as his hands waved into the air as the singles flew onto the stage. Bills showering the walking area. "Look at that piggy. They are really fuckin' eager." The mouse pulled off his ass and the dog was gasping for air. The 'pig' was desperately wheezing and coughing. "Guess Mouseshit doesn't mind his fate! I could see 'em poppin' a boner! Fucker really is a pig!" Gideon dragged the chair up to where the stripper pole was located. Right in the center of that walkway. Surrounded by drooling men tossing out bills like it was nothing. "Mmm, fellas since tonight is so lovely. I wanna hear what you want me to do to him first!" The mouse grinned while the dog grimaced in horrified silence.
"Eat 'em with your ass!"
"FUCK THAT MOUTH FIRST!"
"Fuck that pig in his ugly face!"
Gideon grinned. "Look at that pig! They all want different fates for you. Guess it's up to me. Mmm you'd look good sliding up my ass." The mouse climbed up the pole swiftly and swung around his body above Mouseshit so gracefully. Despite all the crass behavior there was a clear reason the horny men around him flung bills so boisterously. "P-Please don't do this. People will...MPHHHG!!" The mouse's fat ass came back down on the dog's face. "Holy shit shut the fuck up! Nobody fuckin' cares! Boohoo! Fucker acts like they have hopes, dreams, aspirations. You're just Mouseshit here piggy!"
Gideon tugged at his loosely fitting thong. More dollars flew his way. The mouse indulged in teasing his audience with the sheer girth that thong was hiding. Eventually he pulled it down and his thick cock along with his ass were in full view he tossed away the thong to a howling wolf in the audience. "Looky close boys, gals, and non-binary pals, piggy is about to die pretty horribly!" Gideon slid down the pole and his tail hoisted upward. His cheeks spread and the mouse's black pucker enveloped the canine's muzzle and soon his head as Gideon howled in pleasure. "Oh ffffuck yes! Throw that cash like its no tomorrow fuckers!" The mouse's body expanded with the bulges of the bound Mouseshit! The hot walls crushed down on the dog with such ease. A loud CRUNCH! CRACK! SNAP! Bellowed out as the canine tunneled up his ass. The 'pig' thrashed wildly and howled in agony. The canine's body practically crushed like a stick while the rest of his bulky body vanished into the mouse's sagging stomach.
The harsh acids crashed around Mouseshit's body. Enzymes eagerly sting every section of the canine's body not numbed by his broken bones. "Mouseshit didn't even move! How sad. Tell ya what. Got a hundred bucks? Hand it right to me and you'll get to rub his squirming self.
A yellow-furred tiger walked up to the stage handing the mouse one-hundred dollars. Those broad purple wings curled around the nude tiger's back. "Who in the fuck are you and what cosplay convention did you come from?" Gideon hadn't been paying too much attention to the crowd. The tiger flicked the mouse's nose ring while Gideon grabbed the bill with his black leather glove. "Name's Pizza. I gave you my money, I am gonna rub this bitch down. Keep your ugly gob quiet if you want to keep the crowd horny and yourself alive." It calmly said in a matter-of-fact type of way rather than any threat. The tiger's hands rubbing around Gideon's stomach. "Grrr, fuck you buddy but ya did pay so what-fucking-ever." The mouse seemed genuinely fearful of the strange creature before him. Despite the tiger being buck naked Gideon didn't see any body parts indicating a gender. "So what the fuck are ya anyway?" The mouse, despite his fear, tried to assess the situation.
All the while the canine was losing heavy clumps of fur while he listened to the mouse and a weird stranger argue. He pounded violently against the harsh stomach walls while it began mulching him into mush far faster. "I am me, nothing more, nothing less. A paying customer. That's all that should matter." The tiger's hands squeezed that stomach violently. The dog's skull was grabbed and crushed under the pressure. "AAGH! FUCK! Bitch I am precious merchandise and you just killed the main event!" Gideon blurted out in pain while the tiger let go and smiled warmly. It calmly walked off stage and vanished. "HEY! WHERE THE...! He was just here, what the fuck..." Gideon's eyes shook, his body wouldn't stop quaking. "What the hell was that?" The mouse seemingly no longer preoccupied with the fact Mouseshit had started pumping through his guts.
The rest of the night carried on as if nothing had happened, folks just as eager to toss money. But Gideon couldn't shake off the vision of that tiger. Something about that name and face felt familiar for some reason. As if a god had merely arrived to taunt him. The mouse soon enough began shitting out the remnants of his meal but couldn't get into it. Even as the bones rubbed against Gideon's prostate he struggled to moan. However, the ecstasy of the sensations eventually had the mouse stroking his cock. That thick studded member thrusted forward. The mouse grabbed the skull of the canine from the massive pile. He thrusted his dick into the skull hips slapped against the bones while the crowd hooted and hollered.
That potent orgasm blasted the skull into the crowd. The horny bastards eager to grab at the remnants of the 'pig.' The mouse put on a front "Well that's it folks. Piggy got what he deserved." The excitement had left his voice, the crowd didn't care. Dollar bills tossed his way. Gideon grabbed the cash and headed back into the curtains. "We need to fucking up security here...ha like that would've done anything."