The hybrid lost control for some minutes and that was more than enough to track, catch and engulf a tasty prey- I mean, citizen.
"What have I done?" the thought ran through his mind the minute the realization hit him as he accidentally let out a short burp.
This was so, so wrong... but it feels so damn good! This must to be what others call a "guilty pleasure"! Vincent was purring, feeling the helpless creature squirm inside him as his stomach begins to growl and rumble, slowly filling with gastric juices eager to consume hoever was inside him.
Wait, who did he ate? Guilt crept in as he wonders the prey's identity, but at the end of the day that's what it became, just a prey.
A primal feeling makes him think about that word as he unconsciously licks his lips, whoever it was was tasty no doubt. As he pats his bloated gut feeling paws press against it the bun-kitty wonders who'll be next.
Wait, who said there's gonna be a next time? If someone notices what he did someone's got a one-way ticket to prison no doubt. Will he go back home without being noticed? What will he do if someone spots his noisy, huge belly? Maybe deny everything, or pretend he just came from an "all you can eat" restaurant. Or maybe he'll have to eat the would-be whistleblower. Who knows.

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