---The feast. (Scat version.)---

Makuta was being escorted through the zebra village, his hands and feet bound. He was a tribute from the cat tribe, 
an offering to appease the tensions between the two tribes. The feline stood around 5 feet tall and had deep blue 
fur. The young warrior couldn't believe he had been betrayed by his own kind! The night before he had been ambushed 
by his fellow tribesmen, they knocked him out and transported him to the zebra territory while he was unconscious. 
When he awoke, Makuta saw the chief of his tribe talking to a zebra warrior before leaving. This was no doubt a 
ploy to get rid of him, the young cat had been very vocal about his disagreements with the chief's policies. He 
thought cats should fight back against the zebras, not bow down to them. 

The cat was led to a big hut in the middle of the village, inside a large zebra woman was sitting on a throne of 
skulls. The woman was huge, she was at least 8 feet tall and had a plump, curvy figure. She wore tribal clothing 
with many items of jewelry and her belly bore mystical markings. This was the infamous zebra queen Makuta had 
heard about, the one his chief was so afraid of. The zebra woman smiled softly as she saw the young cat enter 
her hut, beckoning him with her finger. The feline approached the queen and bowed respectfully, appearing 
submissive. Makuta had no intention of being a slave, he would be docile for now, patiently waiting for the 
right opportunity to escape. 

-Niziria: "Greetings cat warrior, I am Niziria, queen of the zebra tribe!" 

She proclaimed bombastically, waving her arms around. 

-Makuta: "I am Makuta the cat, its a pleasure to meet you zebra queen!" 

The fat zebra grinned wickedly, slowly licking her lips. 

-Niziria: "Do you know why you are here, young warrior?" 

-Makuta: "I'm guessing my chief is offering me as a tribute, an acknowledgment of the subjugation of his tribe." 

The queen slowly nodded. 

-Niziria: "That's right, you belong to me now little cat!" 

-Makuta: "I assure you my queen, I will be the most obedient and docile of slaves!" 

He declared, kneeling to his new mistress. 

-Niziria: "You misunderstood me feline, you're not going to be my slave..." 

She deviously said, relaxing back into her throne. The cat gulped nervously, a bit confused. 

-Makuta: "I'm... I'm not?" 

-Niziria: "No... you're going to be the main course of tonight's feast!" 

The queen then sensually rubbed her chubby belly, looking her captive right in the eyes. 

-Niziria: "I'm going to eat you up, digest you, and then shit you out!" 

Makuta was horrified by this revelation, what a cruel fate it would be to be eaten and digested alive! He had 
heard of such a thing before, individuals who were able to swallow others whole and digest them. He thought it 
was only a legend, a folktale to scare little children... He couldn't believe what he was hearing. 

-Makuta: "You're... you're going to eat me?" 

-Niziria: "Yep! Right down the hatch!" 

She cruelly teased, pointing at her open mouth. The cat couldn't help but stare at her gaping maw, it seemed 
so deep and dark. 

-Makuta: "P-please... reconsider... I would be very useful as a slave!" 

He nervously begged, overtaken by panic. 

-Niziria: "I have plenty of servants already... beside you'd surely try to escape! It would be a pain keeping 
you in check at all time... better just eat you now and be done with it!"

-Makuta: "No... this can't be true... I don't wanna be eaten!" 

The young warrior declared before fleeing, completely panicked. He was quickly caught and overpowered by 
the guards. 

-Niziria: "Bye bye, eat you later~" 

She said to her future meal, blowing him a kiss as he was taken away by the guards. The zebras then brought 
Makuta to the royal kitchen where he would be prepared for the feast. First they re-tied him up, binding his 
hands and feet very tightly so that he couldn't move at all. They then laid him belly down on a gigantic dinner 
plate, stuffing an apple into his mouth so he wouldn't complain anymore. Finally, they poured some kind of 
sweet sauce on him and garnished the plate with some lettuce and tomatoes. Time passed, the cooks working 
tirelessly around the kitchen to prepare the feast. After many hours of waiting on the counter, Makuta was 
finally taken to the feast. He was placed at the center of the dinning table, various meals scattered around him. 

-Cook: "I hope you're comfortable, the feast will be starting soon!" 

The cook said to the feline before going back to the kitchen. Soon the room filled with people from various 
tribes. There were lions, giraffes, elephants, hippos, and of course zebras. Niziria was there too, she calmly 
socialized with her guests while waiting for dinner. Then everyone sat down at the table and began eating. 
Makuta watched tensely as the zebra queen gobbled meal after meals, knowing he would soon follow. Noticing his 
stare, the zebra woman lustfully winked at him, picking up a roasted chicken. She then opened her mouth very 
wide, dropping the chicken in and swallowing it down in a single, fluid motion. *Ggglllloouuuppssss* The feline 
could see a sizable bulge travelling down her throat and disappearing past her chest, gloom reminder of his 
cruel fate. 

-Niziria: "Don't worry young one, you'll soon be here!" 

She tease, softly patting her stomach. The feast continued for some time, the table gradually emptying of all 
food. Soon there was nothing left to eat... nothing but Makuta. The zebra queen set her sight on the feline, 
a primal, predatory look in her eyes. At that moment, the young cat knew his time was up, he was going to 
disappear into the slimy depths of her gullet. 

-Niziria: "Alright, now time for the main course~" 

She said, grabbing Makuta's plate and bringing it in front of her, giving him an upward view of her enormous 
breasts and belly. The young cat could actually hear her stomach gurgle and churn as it worked on all the food 
she just ate. *Gllloorrrpsss-Bllluurrggglllsss* 

-Niziria: "Do not be nervous young cat, I'm sure you'll feel right at home inside my tummy!" 

She declared, giggling softly. She then burped rudely, tapping her stomach. *Bbwwuuaaarrrppp* As she did, a 
couple of chicken bones flew out of her mouth, covered in thick green slime.

-Niziria: "Mmmmm, its dinner time!" 

The hungry queen grabbed Makuta's plate and lifted it up to her mouth. She then opened impossibly wide and tilted 
the plate so that her meal would slide forward into her awaiting maw. The feline struggled as he slowly descended 
into this warm, smelly pit, strings of gooey saliva hitting his face as he entered her drooling mouth. Finally, he 
met with the soft, slippery flesh of Niziria's tongue, the powerful muscle pushing him deeper into the dark chasm. 
The zebra's breath smelled strongly of garlic and cheese, it was disgusting. Soon the woman began swallowing her 
prey, forcing Makuta's head past her uvula and into the tight, slimy confines of her esophagus. 
*Glluuukks--Gllooouukkss-Glllooouuuppppss* The young warrior slowly sank into Niziria's mouth, her throat 
bulging out as he made his way down her ravenous gullet. He could feel the zebra's esophagus pulsing and 
rippling around him, the peristalsis relentlessly pushing him deeper and deeper into her digestive tract. 
The helpless feline slowly disappeared past the queen's lips, first his head and torso, then his waist and 
legs. Makuta's head was already inside her stomach at this point, the strong, acrid scent of digestion 
assaulting his senses. With a vicious glee, Niziria pushed her prey's feet inside her mouth and gave one 
final, powerful gulp. *Ggg-gllooouuuggg* In a single, fluid motion, the feline's lubricated body was 
pushed down her throat and crammed into the her stomach, forcing him to curl up into a ball. Having fully 
ingested her meal, the zebra queen let out a satisfied sigh, lazily patting her bloated tummy. 

-Niziria: "Ahhhhhhh~ That was good! You made a delicious meal young warrior." 

The zebra woman said, greedily licking her lips. Sated, she relaxed back into her chair, softly rubbing her big 
belly. 

-Makuta: "Let me out! I don't like it in here, its gross!" 

The cat spoke from inside the queen's stomach, his voice heavily muffled by the thick layer of flesh around him.

-Niziria: "Hehe, don't worry... I'll let you out in a week or two. Of course you'll be a bit browner and stinkier~" 

There was nothing else to be said, the young feline was nothing but food inside her stomach now. Niziria continued 
to socialize with her guests for the rest of the evening, her belly gurgling loudly as it worked on its content. 
*BBllooorrppss-Bbbluurrggglllls* Inside the queen's stomach it was warm, smelly and tight. The fleshy walls 
rhythmically pulsed and contracted, churning Makuta around with a bunch of half-chewed food. Thick, acidic 
slime dripped onto him as he was slowly digested alive inside this foul prison. This process was extremely 
painful, the muscular walls relentlessly squeezed Makuta, crushing him while the gastric juices burned and 
melted his flesh. Days passed, the zebra queen going about her daily life while the poor cat stewed inside 
her cruel gut. Everyday, Niziria would drink a magic potion which kept her prey alive even as he was broken 
down under the onslaught of digestion. The queen would often take a hot bath before going to sleep, massaging 
her belly in the water. As time passed, Makuta was slowly reduced to a bloody, chunky mush, his nutriments 
absorbed and converted to fat on Niziria's body. It would be two weeks before the cat was fully digested, the 
zebra's belly shrinking back to its usual girth.

One morning, the zebra queen awoke feeling a familiar pressure inside her bowel. She got up and stretched herself, 
yawning as she scratched her tummy. 

-Niziria: "Ummmm~ Is my little food baby ready to come out? I hope you enjoyed your little gastric adventure 
my yummy friend!"

She said, giggling softly as she slapped her fat belly, sending ripples across its surface. She then farted 
loudly, the pungent smell of rotten eggs filling the room. *Fffffrrrrrrtttttttssss* 

-Niziria: "Hehe, don't be so impatient~ Soon you will be reborn as a big stinking zebra dump!" 

The zebra woman snickered evilly and rubbed her plump behind, feeling a massive turd pushing against her anus. 
She made her way outside, not even bothering to put on some clothes and walked to a hole that had been dug near 
the treeline. She then squatted over the pit, spreading her butt cheeks appart. 

-Nizira: "Alright, out you go!" 

Niziria grunted, her pucker opening up to let out a massive, steaming turd. The log was at least a foot in 
diameter and was embedded with bits of fur and bones. The shit flowed smoothly from the zebra's butt, coiling 
neatly at the bottom of the pit. Loud farts erupted in between each turds, the poo piling on inside the hole. 
*Ppprrfffttt-Frrrtttt-Prrrtttt* Finally, Makuta's skull was pushed out of the queen's anus, emptying her bowel. 
Feeling relieved, Niziria wiped her bum and turned around, admiring her handy work. At the bottom of the pit 
laid a putrid, festering pile of zebra crap, a lone feline skull topping the foul mound. This was all that 
remained of Makuta, he had been eaten, digested and then shat out. Once a proud warrior of the cat tribe, now 
a smelly stack of fecal matter. 

-Niziria: "Ouf... you're a real stinker you know that?" 

The cruel queen declared, waving her hand in front of her nose. She took one last look at her enormous dump 
before casually walking back to her hut. She would soon forget about the cat, he was nothing but a stinky pile 
of crap now, like everything else she ate. He had been reduced to nothing more than a simple bowel movement and 
had been passed as such. He wouldn't be the last, many more would be eaten and pooped in this manner, each one 
filling a new hole on the edge of the village. 

-The end.