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Content Warning: F/F public vore, sexual activities, voyeurism and exhibtionism, implied fatal digestion, and public transit.

A pale giraffe by the name of Mallory was sitting at a bus seat, leaning against the wall and window as she idly scrolled over her socials on her phone. She was taking the public transport back home after her morning yoga class, dressed in a matching black and light blue highlighted set of a sports top and yoga pants. It was still morning, but with the nature of her home being almost across the city from said yoga class, and the city buses making several designated stops to drop off and pick up passengers, it was the only sensible option for her to get back home to change before noon.

And so the bus made its rounds; few furry people of all shapes and sizes boarding and leaving, most staying and waiting for their own stops, and then the bus would move on for a few blocks before stopping again. Mallory hardly paid any mind to the random passengers, though occasionally did see a few gawking at her for being 8 and a half feet tall, fewer still were perving on her large rear, but by and large they ignored her and she ignored them.

It was only when the bus made a stop next to the public park did something actually happen. An out of breath ostrich climbed on board, almost dragging herself over to the empty seat by Mallory by grabbing along the poles. She collapsed into it with a sigh. "Ugh, why'd you run yourself so hard you fat bird brain?..." She idly mumbled out loud in between breaths.

Mallory couldn't help herself but started staring down at her new travel partner. The ostrich was shorter than her, but eyeballing it the bird was still over 6 feet tall, but almost certainly wider than Mallory was. The giraffe had felt prideful of her own bubble butt, but the drumsticks contained in the pair of red with thin white stripes tights certainly would make a run for her money. The high waisted thick elastic belt normally covering the navel slowly slid down the panting ostrich's big soft brown feathered gut, letting the latter slowly spill out with each of the jogger's heavy breaths. The matching red with white striped sports top was visibly stretching and straining against the voluminous breasts that it tried to contain.

Mallory wouldn't have thought herself to have been attracted to the ostrich's voluptuous thick body type, she normally hooked up with all the athletic jocks in university, but she still found herself perving over her fellow passenger. The height difference giving her a slight bird's eye view of the bird's deep cleavage certainly didn't help. The ostrich stirred and reached over to a bag hanging off of her right thigh, pulling out a reusable water bottle and started drinking. This snapped Mallory out of her pervy gaze, glancing quickly back out the window next to her... and then switched over to the camera app on her phone, framing the thick bird's torso, and started recording.

And it was rather perfect timing, as the ostrich had decided that she had enough to drink, and started pouring the rest of the cool water all over herself as an impromptu shower, giving her feathered body a wet shine. The ostrich let herself soak and cool off for a moment before stuffing the emptied bottle back in the thigh bag, her stomach loudly gurgling, demanding something solid as she sat back again. "Oh hush you, you're the one that got us into this mess in the first place... Turned my date into mulch and more muffin top before morning and still want more? Typical..." she mumbled to herself as she gave it a pat and a rub.

Mallory looked up, did she hear her right? Was she really riding with an actual predator? That'd explain the figure, especially if it was a recent meal. Such things were a dark fantasy for her, imagining predators devouring their prey whole and alive. It sent a shiver up Mallory's spine, imagining what'd look like if the ostrich had waddled in with a whole person still packed away in her midsection... and what'd it be like to be the one trapped inside that big belly...The ostrich stirring snapped Mallory out of her daydreaming and to look back down intently at her phone. She hoped that her leaning back pose and the angle would give her some plausible deniability of still scrolling through socials or texting with her friends.

Meanwhile the presumed predacious passenger started idly looking around the bus, there were a few that had shot at her with dirty looks, but was satisfied that everyone seemed to be otherwise minding their own business. Then she finally took a look at her own travel partner, Mallory. It seemed that Mallory was busy staring at her phone screen, phone subtly shaking like she's typing... but no sound of fingers tapping against the screen nor any other subtle registration of touch. The phone was almost pointed square towards the ostrich's body too, the bird also mentally noting how there was a blush showing through the giraffe's white fur.

A mischievous thought entered the big bird's brain, turning her head towards the front of the bus while sneaking quick glances at her neighbor. She kept slowly rubbing over her complaining gut, making large circles. Then she pressed her fingers in, showing off just how much of her fluffy belly was feather and fat, which also pushed up a bubble of gastric gas, making a modest belch. Seeing Mallory's blush redden more made her smile, confirming her suspicions.

Her hands traced from her belly and up to her breasts, and played it off as adjusting her top as she gave them a good shake, the slight overflow over the top sloshing and wobbling. Then she slipped her thumb under the top's strap and gave it a good shake as well. Mallory squirmed and blushed brighter at the suggestive scene on display, one of the bird's boobs could slip out any minute now...

"Are you enjoying the show~?"

Mallory's head shot up, and was immediately met with the ostrich's smugly knowing smile and stare. She almost jumped out of her seat, her fingers fumbling and stopping the recording quickly. "Eeek! I-I mean, I don't know what you're talking about! I was just looking at something on my phone, none of your business!" She spoke quickly, turning her body away from the ostrich and staring out the window.

The passenger wasn't convinced, even laughing for a bit, before pointing at said phone, "Mhmhm, really? Like what, mom bod asmr videos? Because that torso over there looks very familiar~..."

Mallory glanced back down, further horrified and embarrassed when she realized that she was unintentionally flashing a still image of the most recently recorded video to the ostrich. "Eeek! I-I was uh...!!!"

The ostrich laughed again, "Hahahah~! Relax dear, I'm not a prude, quite the polar opposite in fact. If anything, it's always flattering to know that I still pull attention from people, even in this whole disheveled state. And especially so from cute ones half my age such as you~... My name's Linda Tritz, what's yours dear?" Linda said, holding out her feathered hand to Mallory.

She looked at the offered hand for a moment before shaking, "... Regina Mallory Kensington III... You can just call me Mallory."

"Oh, fancy name you got there, Mallory." Linda complimented. "You look all ready to work up a sweat yourself."

"Was just finished with yoga class actually, heading home to change."

"Heh, record any of the other girls there too?" Linda teased.

Mallory blushed and shot a glare at Linda.

"Just teasing you dear, honest!" She said, raising her hands up. Her belly gurgled loudly again. "Ugh, hush you, just wait till I get home..."

"...So uh, you were mumbling out loud earlier, something about eating a dinner date last night?"

Linda's eyes went a little wide and started blushing herself, "Oh I was speaking out loud there, huh? Well, yes, you caught me, my current rotund state is thanks to having a date over for dinner. They call it a vice, but it's hard to see it that way when there's so many tasty people in the world, all just waiting for a predator to come along and enjoy them for what they really are."

Mallory shivered a little, hearing Linda being so proudly espousing the pred lifestyle. "O-oh, really? You do this often then?"

"Oh yes, but not nearly as often as you think, usually I work them down in between such meals, hence me jogging around." Linda motioned over her clothing, "This is my morning routine workout, running up to the park, running a few laps all over it, then walking back home. So usually I don't take the bus, but I really overdid myself with an extra lap today and the first days after a meal are always the most exhausting."

"Heh, wow, I still don't think that people would really offer themselves to being eaten all that often though... Especially when it's, you know, a one way trip that you can only take once..." Mallory said, feeling herself heating up over thinking about it.

Linda leaned over to Mallory with a wide smile, "Now that happens more often than you think my dear~... Even my own husband, an ostrich just like me, married together for a little over three decades of our lives, raised three children to adulthood together, and a respectable body count of his own, couldn't resist taking the plunge down my throat himself and ending up taking the same funeral procession as all of our other lovers and hookups. He was a charming, handsome, meaty man, and all that love, all those memories, all that life, all of that only ended up the same as everyone else: as another layer of fat on my body, and taking a tour of the city sewage system. And my only regret after all is said and done is that I could only enjoy him once~..."

"Wow..." Mallory breathed out, her face fully red like it was during Linda's teasing fondling, eyes darting around nervously. "Y-your own husband? Just like that?"

"My own husband, just like that~ And I haven't been able to fully walk off the muffin top and belly pudge he gave me after all that time since either." Linda said, still smiling and looking intently at Mallory.

The bus's breaks let out a long and low squeal as it came to a halt, and the electronic sign chimed as it displayed the street name. "Is this your stop? Mine's still a ways from here." Linda spoke up as people started standing up and shuffling out. Mallory knew it was really her stop... and yet... She found herself unable to budge from her seat.

Mallory turned and looked into Linda's eyes, and knew that Linda was sizing her up as the ostrich's next potential meal. Did the bird suss out Mallory's fantasies from her reactions? Those very dark and somewhat taboo fantasies were dangerously close to becoming reality in just a moment. "N-no actually... I was actually hoping that you would work me off tomorrow instead."

"Oh! Are you sure? Like you said, it's a one-way trip that you can only take once, and I certainly cannot say no to cute snacks, as you can see~..." Linda said, nudging herself closer to the giraffe, and her loud empty belly gurgling in agreement. Her words might have seemed kind and cordial, but her body clearly wanted a giraffe for lunch.

"I'm... I'm sure." Mallory said as people started entering and filling the bus seats. The bus chimed as it shut the doors and soon started to drive again, sealing Mallory's choice.

"Lovely~..." Linda said as she wetted her beak. "Take your top off, I don't like eating food with the wrapper on."

"H-here? Now?! While everyone can watch us?"

"Why not here? After all, my stomach is hungry right now, and the only consequences you'll have to worry about facing tomorrow is spreading my cheeks apart and diving into a toilet bowl."

Mallory wordlessly conceded to Linda's blunt point, and started shuffling the sports top up and off of her shoulders and long neck, exposing her comparatively very modest pierced breasts. It suddenly felt very cold, her eyes darted around and saw that a few people were starting to take notice of her topless state.

"Good girl~ Lovely nipples by the way, match your beautiful eyes. Now let me give you a kiss goodbye first, Meal~..." Linda complimented, hand reaching up to caress Mallory's cheek as she gently pulled her down to her own head and kissed beak to lips.

Mallory had opened her mouth to protest about being called lunch, but Linda's tongue had slipped into her mouth and started wrestling and dancing with hers. She really shouldn't be surprised by how good the kiss felt, Linda having been married and twice her age, Mallory ended up moaning and letting the ostrich lead the french kissing.

Her eyes looked around, seeing more passengers take notice of the display. Her heart was pounding loudly, almost distracting her from noticing Linda finally breaking the kiss and sliding her hand up to the back of Mallory's head, gently stroking behind her ossicones. Her eyes flicked back to Linda, just in time for the latter's beak to open big and wide, and then her head was pushed into the gaping maw all at once, walls of flesh filling her vision completely.

She squirmed in her seat briefly, only for Linda's hands to clasp around her arms and hold them to the giraffe's sides tightly. It was too late to back out now, Mallory was now a meal in progress. Gulps and swallows drowned out sounds of the outside world, though people were starting to gasp and gawp as Mallory's long neck started disappearing into Linda's. Mallory wasn't sure if it was her own heartbeat that was currently pounding around her head, or Linda's. A moan reverberated around her, she was apparently found to be quite delicious. Soon in the dark fleshy tunnel led to a tight valve, with the stomach surely right behind it. She suddenly felt very apprehensive, feeling Linda's beak still having a few inches of giraffe neck to go. Before Mallory could voice such concerns, she felt a powerful gulp, the fleshy valve parting ways immediately for her head to slide right against the floor of the stomach. She stared around the gastric chamber, the reality of her grim fantasy settling in, now wondering just how the ostrich was going to eat the rest of her.

Meanwhile, Linda's beak was nibbling around Mallory's shoulders. She had since gained an audience of people watching the public voring unfold, Linda figured she might as well give them all a show. First she popped one shoulder past the edge of her beak, and then the other, before lifting Mallory off of her seat to sort of awkwardly sit on top of the seat in front of Linda. Her tongue slipped out of her beak, licking and fondling over the dangling mounds of her breasts, teasingly flicking at the pierced nipples, causing Mallory to moan inside of her stomach. Eventually she hooked her tongue around them and swallowed, pulling both mounds into her beak for a teasing gnaw before swallowing again and sending them down the throat. Mallory's head started to rub and slide along the floor of the stomach, starting to push out from under the layers of fat and feathers.

Linda's hands moved down to Mallory's wide hips, no longer needing to pin down the twitching arms with her beak wrapped over the elbows and ribs. She gave each buttock a circling rub before pulling down the pants and underwear at once, exposing the light blue pussy for everyone to see and record. Her hands played and traced over the chocolate-colored patterns on creamy white fur, while Mallory's tail swished over it all, as if instinctively trying to hide her flustered nakedness. Once Linda sucked in the sides, her tongue started to slip down the crotch and swished over the slit. This really made Mallory kick and moan, especially once Linda spread the cheeks more, exposing the pierced clit and started rolling it around on her tongue. Another swallow and Linda's tongue could start reaching into the vaginal tunnels, the metallic clit piercing barely sparkled from under the wider part of the tongue. It wouldn't take too long of such intimate tongue work to make Mallory cum over the seat in front of them, crying out Linda's name in ecstasy as she did.

Linda let the smell of giraffe jizz waft out in the air for a bit before continuing, pulling down the garments down to the shins as she resumed swallowing. The fat rear was almost wider than the shoulders, so Linda lifted Mallory's stiffly shaking legs up to the air, the latter's cloven feet brushing against the roof of the bus. It took a few sucks before the tush was pushed in all at once, swallowing half of the meaty thighs to boot. As the twitching legs sank down into Linda's throat, she reached up and pulled off the garments the rest of the way off, tossing them on top of Mallory's gym bag and phone. As the cloven hooves slipped inside of Linda's beak, she teasingly gave them a tongue bath, before swallowing them down with a long and deep moan.

"Mmmm, aaahhh~! I have got to stop eating such cute snacks on the way home, I'll never be able to lose weight at this rate~!" Linda loudly declared as she rubbed over her giraffe-stuffed guts.

Mallory was forced to curl up tight into herself, her back and rear end pushing out Linda's guts clearly. She was losing her mind; even her most intense fantasies she couldn't imagine the full depths of all the sights, the sounds, the tight physical touch of the stomach around her. She kept masturbating and fondling herself, moaning out Linda's name over and over as the guts clenched and groaned over her, she could feel the gastric slimes oozing all over her...

The bus once again came to a stop and chimed. "Oops, there's my stop! Sorry for the mess everyone, but I need to get home before I make a bigger one out of this adorable meal. I'm always in town if any of you want a ride yourselves~" Linda said to the gawking crowd around her, hefting herself up the pole, taking Mallory's old belongings with her as she waddled off the bus.

There wouldn't be any need to file a missing person's report, as the giraffe's final moments of being a person would later be publicly immortalized on the internet by numerous video uploads.