A short vore story that was inspired by the Black Mirror episode "Crocodile"
This doesn't mean I'm back at posting on FA, I just couldn't get this idea off my head, so I decided to write it down.
Anyway, enjoy!


Kathrine opened the door of her home.
As she walked in, the thick layers of fat covering her body and her round belly giggled and wobbled with every step she made.
The black crocodile unceremoniously threw her purse aside, and turned the lights on.

“Hello Kathy.” A familiar voice spat, as soon as the lamp in the living room came to life.
A slender, blue furred vixen was sitting on the sofa, facing in Kathy’s direction.
She held a gun pointed right at the croc.

“What are you doing here, Agent Summers? Or should I say Anita? Word is you’ve been fired.” Kathy asked.
She wasn’t scared, however: she was amused.

“I’ve come to put things right. To make justice.” She said, contempt oozing from her words.
The vixen stood up from the sofa and made a few steps towards Kathy.
“On your knees” The former federal agent commanded.

Kathy complied.
Even in that position, she still was a full head taller than the vixen.
“You weren’t able to do such things in a court room, why would be this any different?” She teased, a smug smirk spreading on her reptilian face.

“Because this time, there won’t be any jury to stop me!” Anita growled.

“Then what are you waiting, Annie? Do it, if you have the balls!” Kathy replied.

The vixen let out a bitter laugh.
“Not so fast. First, I want you to confess.”

“And then you’ll spare my life?” Kathy asked, skeptical.
The smile on her face gave no hint of fading.

“Oh, no. Make no mistake, you won’t see tomorrow.”

“Then why would you want to hear my confession?”

“ Closure, I suppose. For all those people you killed. For every single animal you mercilessly sent down your gullet. For each life ended in pain and screams, while stewing away in your bloody stomach.”
A single tear rolled down her cheek.
“For Henry.”

Kathy’s smile grew even bigger, showing all of her white, pointy teeth.
“No.” She simply said, shrugging.

The crocodile saw the anger build inside Anita: the blue vixen cover the small space separating the two of them, and pressed the cold metal of her gun against Kathrine’s head.
“You sick whore!” She cried out.

That was exactly were Kathy wanted Anita to be.
With one, swift movement and a surprising agility for someone of her size, Kathy grabbed the hand in which the vixen held the gun, then squeezed.
Anita let out a pained yelp, and dropped her weapon.
Then, the crocodile rose back to her feet, lifting Anita from the ground.
Kathy shook her and clicked her tongue, in mock disappointment.
“Annie, Annie, Annie. That was a rookie mistake.”

Before the fox had a chance to reply, the crocodile hurled her against the nearest wall, with enough force to crack it.
She bounced off it and fell to the floor, winded.
Anita slowly tried to get to her feet, but the fat crocodile grabbed her from the neck, once again lifting her from the ground, and slammed her against the wall, pinning her with her blubbery, fat belly.
“All right, I’ll grant you one last wish: I confess.” Kathy said, an hellish grin on her face.
“I did it. I ate 77 people over the past 5 years, including your partner, Henry. I enjoyed him the most, not because of his taste, no: I absolutely loved watch you squirm, trying to free yourself from those handcuffs to save your partner and lover. I still remember clearly the look of utter despair on your face.”
She paused, and a long, thick tongue lashed out from her mouth and gave a long, wet lick to Anita’s face.
The vixen tried to free herself, but the bulk of the reptile was way too heavier for her to fight back.
“Hmmm, delicious.” She moaned.

“You know, I had planned to let you live, so you could torment yourself every single day of your life knowing that you had lost everything to prove I was guilty, in vain.” Kathy sighed.
“But since you came to me so willingly, I cannot deny you the honor to be part of this.” She said, slamming Anita’s face in her flab.
The vixen tried to squirm, but the Kathy kept Annie’s face buried in her pudge for a good minute, before allowing her to lift her head and gasp for hair.
“You… won’t get… away with… this.” Anita weakly said, wheezing.
“Oh, but I already have. No one believed you. This crusade of yours will end tonight, along with you, Annie.”

Kathy lifted the vixen high in the air, right above her head.
“Goodbye, Annie.”
Kathy opened her mouth wide to an unnatural degree, allowing Anita to see the pink, flashy abyss awaiting for her.
Then the crocodile lowered her inside her mouth, where her tongue ran all over her face soaking her fur with saliva.
The combination of the drool and the terrible stench made Anita cough and almost gag.

If Anita was hating every single moment of it, Kathy was loving it.
And, although she wished it would last forever, her stomach began to rumble, demanding the meal it had been teased with.
She swallowed once and Anita’s head entered in her throat.
There, the powerful muscle of the esophagus squeezed around the vixen, tugging her ktdeeper inside the reptile.
She couldn’t breathe, and couldn’t tell if that was a good or a bad thing.
Annie tried to squirm and wriggled, but that seemed only to please the crocodile more.

Kathy gulped again and again, the vixen slowly vanishing inside her.
Her neck bulged out as her prey traveled down his gullet.
One more GULP, and only a pair of kicking legs and a wagging tail were all what was left of the vixen.
Kathy swallowed down the legs, and then slurped the tail in like a long noodle puffing out her cheeks.
With a final gulp, she sent that too down her throat, and she rested a hand on her neck, feeling the bulge travel in it, until it disappeared behind her chest, only to reappear moments later in her stomach, which bounced and bloated as the vixen was emptied into it.

When her head crossed the sphincter and entered Kathy’s stomach, Anita immediately took a deep breath and she regretted doing it just as quickly.
The foul stench of the crocodile’s breath permeated the place, only it was a thousand time stronger.
She landed in the belly with a splash.
She sat in a fetal position, trying to regain her bearing: all her senses were being assaulted.
The smell filled her nose, the deafening thumping of the heart somewhere above her was popping her eardrums, her eyes were failing to make out anything but pitch black and a tingling sensation began to spread all over her body.
She started to paw at the wall of the stomach, trying to fight her way out of that hellish place.

Kathy belched.
“UUUUUUUOOOORP! Jeez, that was a nasty one!” Kathy laughed, waving her hand in front of her nose.
She looked down at her bloated belly, which was shacking and bouncing from the vixen’s struggles.
“I should have know you were a fighter.” The crocodile said, patting her belly.
“Be my guest! But I must warn you: many have tried, none has succeeded.”
She waddled towards the sofa and plopped on it, causing more struggles on curses to rise from inside her swollen belly.
“BEEEEEEEEEELCH! Settle in, Annie. There’s no way out!”

Anita wasn’t ready to give up yet.
The stomach was half filled with gastric acids now, and the tingle was slowly turning into burning.
Soon, the first yell of pain escaped from her mouth, and her struggle became more and more frantic.

Kathy’s lips parted to let out another BUUUUAAAAAAOOOOORP, which completely emptied her stomach of air.
After a few more twitch, the movement in her belly died out.
She licked her chops and picked her teeth, removing a few tufts of blue fur.
“Aaaaahhh” she sighed content. “A very nice meal.”
She slowly rubbed her churning belly, which was already working to break down the vixen’s body.
She yawned, and soon fell asleep by the sound of her gurgling belly.

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The next morning, Kathy was woken the sun shining through the curtains.
She stretched, and then prodded her belly with a hand.
The hand sank in and the stomach wobbled and sloshed: nothing solid was left of Anita, only a thick soup which would soon be absorbed and turned in more fat to adorn her body with.

A sudden knock on the door brought her back to reality.
She got up, and went to open it, her sagging belly sloshing left and right with every step.
“I don’t want to buy an…” She trailed off, as she saw a dozen between police officers and federal agents.

“Kathrine Rox, you are under arrest.” The nearest cop, a tiger, said, eyeing her belly furiously.

“I don’t understand… I thought the charges against me had dropped!” She replied.

“Well, new evidences have been found. This arrived this morning to all of our mailboxes.” A federal agent, a seal, growled, showing her his phone.
On it, a video was playing: more precisely, a video of what had happened last evening at her home.
She was confessing eating all those people, right before eating Anita whole.

“She had placed a spy camera in your house, connected to web via wireless. She wanted to make sure we would have got your confession, no matter what was going to happen to her. She gave her life to stop you, you murderous slut!”
As a pair of handcuff were secured on her hands behind her back, Kathy could have sworn she heard Anita voice: ”I warned you that you wouldn’t get away with this.”