Melonball’s Experimental Simpson Snack
By Lutro
Unbirth Ending – Tail-Stuffing for Melonball
Melonball was all set to devour the chubby quibbling girl before her right then and there. As she started to open her maw, she considered Lisa’s words, closing it. “Hmm… You know what, Lisa? You’re right. I’m not going to eat you.”

Lisa blink-blinked and took a few quick breaths, relief flooding her. “You’re… not?” Melonball shook her head.

“Nope! I have something much more enjoyable do use you for instead.” The yoshi leapt forward suddenly, bowling Lisa over and settling right on the girl. Lisa squealed into the pudgy belly as it splayed around her, the girl’s legs protruding out under Melonball’s tail. “Eating your kind isn’t the only use we can get out of you after all,” the yoshi went on, grinning cruelly. “Plus it’s been a while since I’ve had a good fuck. I wonder just how stimulating you’re gonna be...” Lisa was left catching her breath and processing what the dino said, as Melonball stood and slowly turned around. Gasping for air, Lisa stared up as the yoshi’s tail came into view, the white plump underside and all it had to offer fully visible to the girl. The thick tail swayed back and forth in a lazy swish, Lisa noticing two orifices: The tailhole, small and inactive, and the plump folds of the female yoshi, which quivered and were a bit wet.

Melonball hiked her tail up and lowered her front, arms dangling, presenting herself to Lisa. She looked over her shoulder to aim, then with a smirk, rolled back on her feet to sit right on top of her! Lisa let out a frightened squeal as the plush yoshi butt came crashing down, with the moist vagina squelching right over her face! “M-melonball st—hrrmph!” Melonball’s lower belly, butt, and tail were all flat against the ground, completely surrounding the girl with her chubbiness and murrring lewdly as her head pressed in between her folds. Lisa was hit with a wave of heated fluid washing over her, as, to her shock, her head sank right into the vagina of the horny yoshi. The inner walls lurched to tighten around the girl’s head, before pulsating and pulling her in, one squelching inch at a time. The yoshi peered down past her squished belly to see Lisa’s feet flexing in panic, as if they could grip something to flee. Her tail tip flicked erratically when Lisa sank further up her sex, the girl’s screams and squirms proving to be quite the effective, lively dildo for her.

“A-aahhh yes, Lisa, I can already tell your kind will be of so much use to us!” Melonball groaned, rocking her butt back and forth along the ground, forward and back and side to side. The girl’s reply was inaudible, nothing but a muffled plea, further garbled as her head was awash in fem-pre. Now drenched, Lisa felt her journey quicken, shoulders and arms slurped eagerly into Melonball’s snatch in quick succession, leaving the yoshi beside herself with pleasure. The base of her tail and belly between her legs started to bulge, just as a crying Lisa’s head smushed into her womb, finding very little room for herself in there. The whole inside was hot, sticky, and smelt of sex, all driving Lisa to kick and fight her way out. But the girl was thoroughly trapped under the plump weight of the yoshi, and the gripping inner walls ushering her further to her demise. 

Melonball rolled her weight backwards to really squish against Lisa to force as much of her in as possible, hearing a lewd slrrrrch and watching her prey’s feet slip under her expansive belly. The occasional “mmph!” told her that she was still kicking, which the yoshi hoped lasted a while. Once rocked back she flung her weight forward and stood, her folds spread to their limit as Lisa was up to her hips in the yoshi. Melonball stood and leaned forward, panting and sweating blissfully, her tail raised and revealing Lisa’s chubby, panty-clad butt, twitching hands, frills of an orange dress, and her bare feet dangling limply from her folds. With the additional freedom of movement, Lisa began to weakly kick her legs about. 

Melonball felt the occasional foot budge up against her sagging underbelly or tail, but the girl could hardly move let alone do any damage, and the struggles only made more pre flow from her vagina and squeeze out all around the girl. Lisa sputtered against the ever-increasing amount of fluid surrounding her, then nearly tossed her cookies when she felt gravity invert. The yoshi had rolled lazily onto her back, crushing yet more of the flowers that covered the field they currently resided in. She left her legs splayed wide and saw the panic-stricken Lisa pedaling in the air, remains of the dress folding down to fully reveal her prey’s rear end to her. The pre had soaked through the panties leaving a plain outline of Lisa’s plush rump, and for a fleeting moment Melonball regretted not feasting on what looked to be a positively scrumptious meal. That thought was stricken from her mind when a fresh wave of pleasure coursed up her body, Melonball’s tongue lolling out of her mouth as her eyes rolled. Lisa let out a fresh muffled cry as she sank in deeper, dress and upper hips vanishing, leaving just her lower panties and her legs protruding from the yoshi vagina.

The yoshi ladled her tongue out to taste the kicking legs, to tease herself and to sample the girl’s flavor one last time. The tongue slid across Lisa’s rear too, Melonball salivating as the taste hit her tongue. Another wave of pleasure crashed over her, making her tongue fall limp as the girl squirmed all around the moist cavern. The yoshi slowly reached forward with a paw and pressed it flat against Lisa’s butt, squeezing it and further shifting it about, a stuttering moan escaping. That was all Melonball could take. Her breath quickened, the yoshi giving Lisa’s rear a shove down, a lewd sclrch echoing out. Melonball cried out in bliss, as Lisa let out a louder scream when Melonball’s folds twitched and vibrated, before the girl’s butt completely sank into the vagina and a wave of sticky, hot femcum splurted free from the hole in its place, thick clear streams firing upward and draping over the yoshi’s belly and tail. Lisa’s thighs, legs and finally feet easily slipped past the gushing cum while Melonball experienced one of the better orgasms of her life, her vagina squelching closed around Lisa’s feet as she completely vanished behind the folds and cum with a SCHLORP!

With feminine jizz still flowing from her nether lips, the yoshi rolled to her side, noting the bulge under her chubby gut as her orgasm subsided. Her heart was pounding but she was in paradise. “O-ooooh Lisa, that was excellent. I hope you feel just as good coming out as you were going in!” Within the womb, Lisa could barely speak. The chamber was flooded with the heated cum, and the girl had her knees tucked up to her face, with her head pressed down between her legs against her plush, panty-covered rear. The yoshi ran a digit of her paw lazily over her slick, still-twitching folds, licking her lips and shivering as the tingling sensation drove up through her body again. Slowly but surely, she made her way back to her feet, Lisa enveloped completely in the tight confines of Melonball’s snatch. With a sloshing sound the yoshi was standing right side up once more, leaned forward with her tail slightly hiked, betraying the bulge between her legs that squirmed and churned vigorously. The yoshi could feel, and partially see, bumps and bulges comprising of the struggling Lisa in her womb, but all the struggling ceased in but a few moments: The sea of femcum drowned the girl completely, her last breath being laden with the hot, stinging, sticky fluid. The purple yoshi took her time waddling home, her body eagerly working Lisa Simpson down to no more than cum to spend later…

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Melonball made it home in one piece. The same couldn’t be said for Lisa, as the still-glorping womb was smooth and round, but utterly silent, having successfully digested the plump girl down to yoshi femcum. By the time the yoshi had made it home, she felt like she was going to burst. She had half a mind to snag the first male yoshi she came across on the way home and give him the ride of his life, but instead opted for a solo performance. A thick rubber dildo was mounted in the corner of one of the rooms in her little hut, and she made regular use of it. That night was no exception. She groaned as she settled down just in front of it, lowering herself to her paws and knees, feeling like the slightest provocation would set her off, biting her lip in eager anticipation. She flicked her tail up, it arcing to the point where the tip tickled the back of her head. Her wide, expansive yoshi rear faced the dildo head-on, lips leaking fluid in anticipation as she scooted backwards to brush up against the rubber mass. Then, without giving herself a chance to think twice, Melonball slid backwards and let the dildo hilt itself straight into her moist, pulsating vagina.

A shockwave of pleasure laced through Melonball that very instant, as the underside of her plump tail and rear squished up against the wall, leaving the dildo buried completely in her clenching folds. She let out a few hasty breaths and held nothing back as she came hard. The first torrent drowned the dildo immediately as the sticky cum that was once Lisa Simpson flowed freely outward. From the outside it sounded like a bucket of slimy water was thrown against the side of the hut, powerful wave of pleasure electrifying Melonball as she came. Lewd long splrrrt splut splat splurrrts erupted from her full vagina, leaving the wall a veritable mess of femcum. The yoshi humped backwards and inch with each electrifying spasm of joy, only to slide forward an inch or two an instant later, since her pudgy tail and butt were mashed to the wall. As her orgasm subsided, Melonball slipped forward some, the drenched dildo emerging from her spent snatch bit by bit. Her fat underside bulged out to normal size when slid away from the hut wall, finally dislodging from the spent dildo as the rubber thing sprung back to an upright position. She laid there panting for several moments on her belly, arms and legs splayed, still presenting herself to the wall, fat white rear and twitching folds on full display. The bulge in her underbelly was long gone, Lisa Simpson nothing but a mass of sticky fluid puddled across the floor and dribbling in viscous strands off the dildo.

“I-I… I think we’ll call that a success, dear Lisa.” The yoshi licked her lips and relaxed with the scent of her juices flowing freely throughout her hut. Melonball couldn’t wait to inform her kind of just how successful her experiment was. Once she rested and recuperated from her wonderful orgasm and expelling of the cum-digested girl, she would be ready to invade with her kind to feast on the population.