Bertha scratches her nude ass as she ducks to fit through the door of a corner store. This store in particular specializes in hygeine products and bathroom supplies. For a smarter hyena, this would be the first store to check in for adult diapers, but for Bertha, it's the fourth she graces with her presence.
It's not often that Bertha does anything too special with her prey when her body is done with them, but on this occasion, she's in the mood to have them swing between her legs for a while before she leaves them in an alley to rot and stink up the area. She gazes around and heads straight for the diaper rack, which she only identifies by a large cardboard cutout of a diaper propped up behind it.
STOMP STOMP STOMP
It's midday on a weekday. Almost everyone is at some sort of job. Thusly, only a sole cashier is present to bear witness to the massive yeen. The cat lady working the register silently argues with herself on if she should ask Bertha to leave due to her nudity, odor, and general lack of manners, but her self-preservation instincts tell her to just keep quiet.
Bertha grabs as many packs of diapers as she can hold in one arm, selecting the largest size they have and making the safe bet of assuming that's the size that'll fit her best. She trudges clumsily back to the door and turns to leave.
"Uh... Ma'am, please come back. You need to pay for those..." comes a sheepish vioce from behind her.
GRRRRWWWWWL
Bertha's stomach rumbles just as she turns around to face the cashier. She, of course, has no money, or anything else, on her person. It's not like the cashier could or would try to physically stop her from walking out, but she works out a solution to avoid that conflict entirely while also taking care of her newfound hunger.
The enormous yeen stomps up to the desk, her cock draping down, visible over the counter due to her height. She looms over the cashier, who shrinks back away from her, before grabbing the cat by the shoulders and stuffing her clumsily into her maw in one quick, messy maneuver.
SLK OMPH GULP
The cashier disappears. Bertha plants her ass onto the counter and opens a pack of the diapers she'd taken. She pulls one out and slips it on; a snug fit, but it'll do the job.
GRRRRRGLE GLORP UUUUUUUUURP
Bertha lets out a hearty belch as her gut has its way with the cashier. As she sits and lets her prey churn up into shit, she pulls her cock out of the diaper, puts both hands on it, and begins to stroke off, enjoying the whole process. If she'd gotten erect a few minutes prior, she would've pleasured herself with the cashier, but her hands will work fine.
PLAP PLAP PLAP GWWWWRRRG CHURN SLOSH
"GRAHHHH~"
By the time Bertha finishes, ejactulating all over the floor of the small shop, her meal has been completely mulched. She gets up, pulls her diaper back up, squats down, and grunts as she releases what's left of the former shop worker.
CRINKLE FFBLLRLGHFBLLGLHH SLGHHHF BLOURP CRK
A large, solid turd slides out of her ass and immediately causes the diaper to sag down. It's completely free of any bones or other identifiable remains, the yeen's powerful insides having mulched the prey down entirely.
"G'nurf-" Bertha shoves more of the attendant out her backside into the diaper, which gradually balloons out and tints brown from the messy sludge inside.
CRIK PFFFRRRT SLFGRRRHHH SHLOP CRNK
Bertha lolls out her tongue and lets out a gutteral sound almost like a moan as the last remains of the cashier are emptied out into her stolen pamp. She huffs and takes a moment to enjoy the sensation before standing up and moving back behind the counter.
FWUMP CRK SPLAT
The fat yeen drops the diaper and lets it fall onto the floor, cupping the enormous mound of shit still inside. A fair bit of it spills out and covers the floor, but Bertha pays it no mind. Since toiletries are right there, she grabs a tub of wet wipes from a behind-the-counter rack and makes a half-assed effort to clean her rear end before leaving the wipes in the mess and moving on.
She heads out the door with her diapers under arm.