Hello everyone~! This is a story that takes place in a new setting in the uptown area of Misteria University, known as Club Clover - a very hot night club with some very kinky customers and performers~! In this one, a character from {fa:roflcopter42}, Sylviana the skunk, puts on an incredible show~

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	It was another packed, busy night at Club Clover, with tons of Misteria students all gathered around the stage, watching their favorite dancers perform their kinky acts to the horny amusement of their onlookers. The moody, dark-blue lighting bathed the entire place in a dark but still navigable feeling of dirty smuttiness. Lights of various colors bathed the dancers, all pointed to perfectly display their finest parts during their dances. A bar located on the right wall served drinks to the packed seats, and the tables and booths scattered around were full of college guys and girls all eating as they talked and watched the one-of-a-kind entertainment, servers adorned with skimpy outfits waiting on them, bending over just a little too far every time they placed down a plate. People of all species and types walked around, with varying levels of clothing on - the rules allowed anyone to dress as they please, including choosing not to dress at all. Anthros and ferals both walked around without even a pair of underwear, showing off their glistening slits or rock-hard shafts without a care in the world. 

Many were prepared to take fees to help those guests get some extra pleasure during their shows by kneeling under tables and providing blowjobs or handjobs. Occasionally, the left wall was dotted with students working full-time to help pay their college debt by serving as public toilets, with funnels stuck in their mouths for easy pissing; of course, if a member of the club was hoping to release a little more than just liquid, they could empty their guts in one of the many toilet slaves in the bathrooms. Even the waterless toilets would just slide their shit and piss right down into a poor sub’s mouth, one who’d probably been there far too long, but wasn’t going anywhere any time soon.

Tonight, the dancer located right in the middle, the one most prominently displayed, was Sylviana the skunk, a thicc, hot, sexy, and extremely dirty dancer, most well-known less for the dancing routine itself, and more for the kinkiness that accompanied it. 

	Her clothes had all already been stripped off; she had worn all white that day, t-shirt, panties, even white sweats, and as the performance had gone on, she’d soiled herself and thrown the dirtied apparel to the adoring audience, using the shirt as toilet paper. Now, she was showing off her full self. Her fur was black and white all over, very fuzzy and well-kept, besides a bit of dirtiness left on her peach-shaped ass cheeks - normally, they were white, but after her soiling earlier, they were splattered with a light brown color, both in the crack and outside of it. She held onto her pole with her black paws and swiveled around it, going surprisingly fast for her larger body, her huge breasts bouncing against her fat stomach, which was audibly gurgling, the beautiful sound of another meal being digested.

	Her most famous move was one where she would grab the pole with both paws, swing her back to the audience, and squat down, hovering her butt right over the stage’s lip. At this point, a lucky audience member would come forward and position their head right beneath her cheeks so that they may be directly exposed to a load of heavy logs of shit she’d drop at that very moment. It was always variable - sometimes, it would just be a log or two of soft shit, which a lucky fan may get to swallow whole, or it could be a stream of creamy waste. Usually, she’d have to reach a paw back and grab whoever was now unlucky enough to be her toilet - once someone had committed to getting a little bit of what she was dishing out, they had better be ready to take it all, no matter what, as she wouldn’t let them go until her guts were properly emptied. Of course, there was always the chance that she’d let out just a burst of hot, disgusting gas, rather than anything solid - multiple guests had fainted due to the smell overwhelming their system. Getting anywhere near her stage would cause that ghastly scent to enter one’s system and make many stumble back in sheer disgust, while others would be drawn closer to the source.

	Her personality had drawn quite a few in as well. She was known for her superior, dominating attitude, always wearing a haughty smirk on her face as her meaty thighs clasped the metal pole. Up on that stage, she felt high and mighty, towering over all those below her, seeing them all as nothing but her playthings - part of the reason why seeing one faint from her scent or get covered in her waste just caused her to get hornier than she already was. She grasped the pole and bent backward, scissoring it with her legs, rubbing her slit against the iron. She slid down, leaving a trail of her feminine juices in her wake, the crowd going wild.

	Now that she’d properly built the mood, it was time for the main event. The entire time, behind her, there’d been a small table with a light-brown wooden box sat on top, multiple tiny holes poked in the top as though it’d been jabbed by a fork. She let go of the pole and walked over, her tail swaying as she turned her ass to the audience, paws grabbing the little box and popping the lid right off while displaying the contents to the audience.

	Inside were four living micros, all tied up in edible string on a bed of lettuce. Today, the best part of her act would be the consumption of these poor subs right on stage, in front of everyone, and the subsequent disposal of their remains. The method she’d used to shrink them guaranteed that, after being eaten, they’d all produce a hefty load of waste - just one of them was enough to clog a toilet; four would certainly have an amazing effect. 

	The subs were all willing volunteers for her gut, though some may have gotten the details a bit mixed up, not realizing quite how permanent their consumption would be. The skunk reached in and grabbed the first between her small fingers, dragging her tongue across her lips as she pulled the snack up to her maw. It was a kitsune with purple fur and a terrified look on his face; his cock was hard, but he was certainly terrified of what was to come next. She recognized him immediately as being Kanakuta, a sub belonging to a well-known bunny girl at Misteria who had so graciously leant him to Sylviana for her sustenance. He was the only one destined to survive this, as he would simply revive after the stomach acids had chewed him up, though he’d be somewhere far from Club Clover - she wasn’t concerned with the details. She preferred her meals to stay digested once they’d added to the fat of her ass, but she wasn’t too fussed over it. She opened her maw, drool dripping over her molars, her fleshy insides bathed in saliva. Her tongue stuck out slightly, like the red carpet, rolling out to greet the new guests who would be having a permanent stay in her stomach. Without a word, she lifted the kitsune up, nice and high, showing the audience the squirming, scared little snack, and she let go. 

	She clamped her teeth shut as his tail disappeared past her lips; he grabbed onto her tongue, one final, desperate attempt at safety, however, with a single flick of her tongue, she cast him down into her throat, swallowing, a bulge in her neck traveling quickly downwards and sending the little guy down into her belly. He ended up going in head-first, her throat muscles pulsing around his body as he slithered down. Eventually, he landed in her stomach. Despite being a micro, it was quite small and tight; the flesh didn’t quite grasp his body and squeeze him, rather feeling more like he’d gotten inside a coffin that was just a few feet too short. Unfortunately, with the other three pieces of food that were soon to enter her digestive system, it was going to get quite a lot tighter.

	As the crowd cheered her on, she grasped the second one by the tail, a sub by the name of Shaya, only remembered as such due to the small name tag she’d left under each of her prey. This one was an anthro, cat-like creature, with green hair that adorned her head and upper chest, resembling vegetation and plant growth, being the only hints of color on her otherwise white fur, besides her light-blue eyes. This one didn’t struggle at all, rather just giving a nervous, horny smile as she stared down into the chasmous throat of the predator - she knew fully well she wouldn’t be coming back from this, but she still couldn’t think of a better way to go. 

	She shut her eyes as Sylviana released her, letting the cat slide right into her throat; with a wet, loud gulp, the newest prey was shoved down the skunk’s digestive system and dropped into her stomach. She landed on top of Kana, a familiar face to her, the space now becoming significantly more claustrophobic and hot, due to their radiating body heat. The stomach acid and other fluids, filled with half-digested bits of various meats, cheeses, fruits, and other random food products, began to bubble and rise; Sylviana’s digestion was slow, but it was certainly very effective. Kana started to feel the effects, a warm, smooth, fatal calm creeping over his muscles and slowing his mind. 

	However, the dancer wasn’t planning to go at this digestion with one morsel at a time. She picked up her next prey, Komomi, a feral, fox-like creature, with beautiful fur that seemed to represent every color of the rainbow. Her hair, long and flowing, was filled with deep greens and blues, like the waves of a murky ocean. Her skin was a grayish-green and white, little dots and swirls in her pelt, and her tail was curly and bushy, much like her mane, with much warmer colors of orange, pink, and yellow in a gradient throughout. Her red eyes seemed to have white stars glowing in them, looking with intense lust down into the predator’s gullet; she braced herself for impact as she was dropped, forcing herself to spin in the air to give the audience a little show, her final gift to the world before being gurgled into nothing but waste in Sylviana’s stomach.

	The skunk quickly picked up the next, not even waiting for the prior prey to make their way into her stomach, This one was Myosotis the deer, who’d been convinced by Komomi that Sylviana was using antacids; she was starting to have her doubts, however, as she looked into that devilish mouth. Despite being a deer, she had no antlers, rather being adorned with two large ears in their place, although the fluffy little tail called back more to her home species. Her fur was a mix of shades of blue and purple, along with a white belly and ass, and the stand-out orange hooves and fingertips. She was a very beautiful sight to behold, just like the other subs, her eyes having a hopeful orange glow, a glow that was now to be snuffed out due to Sylviana’s malignant appetite.

	She squinted her eyes shut and let out a tiny, quiet cry of fear as she felt the air soar by her, falling head-first into the skunk’s throat and plummeting into her stomach; Sylviana barely needed to swallow that time, rather just throwing her in like trash down a chute.

	Komomi and Myosotis joined the ensemble of delicious prey in the stomach, forcing its walls to bulge out to contain them all. The skunk now leaned against the pole and rubbed her stomach, much chubbier than it had been when she started her performance due to the addition of living prey to today’s diet. The audience listened closely to the gurgles and other digestive noises, waiting eagerly for the incredible release that was soon to come.

	Meanwhile, inside her stomach, those stomach acids were just building and building. It was a compact mess, only the softest glow emanating from Komomi’s unicorn-like horn to illuminate them all in their stack. On the bottom was Kana, the kitsune being sprawled out on his stomach, squished under the weight of the prey above him, most of his body submerged in stomach acid. Above him was the cat Shaya, also on her stomach, with her head down by Kana’s bottom, his tail in her face, her pussy hanging right above the kitsune’s eyes. His gaze couldn’t help but follow it; she did have quite a cute slit. Further above, Komomi laid on her back, her ass sitting on top of Shaya’s, and above her, Myosotis, on her stomach. Komomi had elected to cuddle the deer after she fell down, getting very excited and horny as she listened to the pulse of the skunk’s heart and the muffled excitement of the crowd outside. Her whole body shook in lustful pleasure, as did Myosotis’ body, but much more out of fear than anything. 

	None of them said a word to each other, just listening to the gurgles and bubbling of the stomach acid slowly eating away at them, one by one. 

However, the mischievous side of Shaya’s brain was tickled by the feeling of Kana’s slight horny shiver; she reached down and grabbed the kitsune’s cock, hard as could be, and rubbed it against the skunk’s flesh. She chuckled as a spurt of hot, white seed came out of the rod, the kitsune moaning in expected pleasure; she wished she could see the red-hot blush that must’ve been on his face.

That was far from the end of her playfulness, however. She stretched her legs out, pushing the flesh walls back, positioning her pussy so it aimed right at Kana, and she relaxed… releasing her bladder. A stream of urine flowed from her pussy and hit the kitsune right on the snout, bits of yellow splashing into his eyes. He closed his eyes and blushed much harder, the very familiar feeling of the warm, yellow liquid bathing his face and soaking his fluff before dripping down into the stomach acid. Komomi heard the sound and snickered, happily releasing her own bladder, soaking the deer’s crotch as she hugged Myosotis even closer, and more urine leaked down over all four of them, soaking their lower halves, and drenching Kana’s face with a mix of female piss. 

The kitsune blushed in shame and humiliation as he felt the warmth seeping into him all over, certainly staining the whiter parts of his fur yellow. However, none of them anticipated the secondary effect - as it mixed with the stomach acid, it suddenly became much more potent, the digestion rapidly increasing in pace.

Kana was the first to go, of course. He felt his fur melting off quite quickly as the acid rose past his head, submerging him entirely. He closed his eyes and felt himself drift off into a very deep sleep as his mind went numb, as did his muscles, all withering away under the force of the digestive fluids, until all that was left were bones. Shaya felt the tips of the sharp, biting fluid hitting her paws and creeping over her; immediately, she felt hot and sluggish, her brain slowly crawling to a halt, her thoughts twisting and distorting as her body boiled and melted. She soon found herself closing her eyes as well, melting down into nothing, just nutrients for the skunk.

Komoni felt the rising tide now reaching her; she gave the deer a little kiss on the lips as her head was pulled down, her body shaking much, much more as it was eaten away. She released a squirt of cum into Myosotis’ fur as her last action in this world, before feeling her mind slip into unconsciousness and her body break down into nothing. And last was Myosotis; clearly, she’d been lied to, and there were no antacids involved with this digestion in the slightest. She reached for the hole she’d come through to get to this stomach, trying to claw her way up, but it was no use - Komini’s grip persisted just long enough to guarantee that the deer would have no escape. Before she even realized what was happening, her arms and paws went slack, splashing into the digestion, and her mind soon followed, losing all function and succumbing to the fatal consumption.

The skunk’s tummy grumbled and gurgled extremely loud; it seemed the digestion was complete. She smiled, looking out to the crowd and licking her lips as she prepped herself for the disposal, standing up and getting into the familiar position of the squat. She didn’t need to say a thing; everybody already knew exactly what was about to go down. 

This time, she elected to just shit right on the stage, as perhaps the final bit of her performance for the night. She put her paws on her knees and squatted down, aiming her hole at the pole, and she pushed. A loud fart rang out of her ass, multiple guests all sniffing it up hungrily, even as it made them feel light-headed and woozy, and then, the main course was served.

A large log of slimy, light-brown shit peaked out of her ass, her tail lifting up into the air, parallel to the pole, as she pushed. It was a slow process, the bit of waste taking ages to emerge; she reached back and spread her cheeks, giving the audience a full view of her asshole being stretched out to the point of being painful. The shit log was massive, fittingly to the skunk’s own size, a good few inches wide and many more long, the texture crumbly and wavy like it was made up of tons of different digested food items. As more slid out, bones started to appear, the density of the white remains of her prey increasing as the log revealed itself; eventually, it plopped down onto the ground, a good foot of light-brown shit, slapping onto the black wood stag and splattering little drops of brown all around. Multiple fans stroked themselves as they stared at it, the abhorrent scent drifting over to them and making the wheels of lust turn in their heads. Soon enough, it was followed by another, larger log, sliding out much faster and falling right on top of it, steam rising up from the fresh pile of waste. It continued to pile up, as log after log dropped down on top of it, a total of seven big, hot, nasty pieces of shit, all packed to the brim with bones, tufts of fur, and other little bits of each of the digested prey, the only remains of their existences. She could identify the blue fur of the deer, Komoni’s little horn, Shaya’s green hair, and even a bit of Kana’s purple fuzz; a brilliant showing of her deadly appetite.

Guests snapped pictures and uploaded them all over, the floor being stained with splatters of cum as many finished, satisfied with the amazing show. However, Sylviana wasn’t quite done. “Alright, fans,” she spoke, for the first time, turning to her guests, not bothering to clean her slimy ass cheeks. “I still have quite the load to release, but unfortunately, I think it’s going to need to be emptied in one of Club Clover’s bathrooms, so that I don’t make too terrible of a job for the poor janitors. If you want to watch, be sure to subscribe to my Patreon, as I’ll be uploading a full video of it there soon after I finish up~” She walked backstage, waving to her fans as they cheered and hollered; the show was over for today, but she’d be back, and they’d all be there as well, hoping that they may, one day, get to have a more intimate involvement with her soft ass.

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