And that's it for my backlog of logging nerds

"Happy Vorentine's day~ Where I turn you to a nice milk chocolate~" #disposal

Alright I wanna see pics on what you'll look like after my body is done processing yours #disposal

Hands you a clipboard with a contract denoting ingestion method, #disposal location and a few other points of personal info like accessories I might find post digesting you. "Fill this out and sign please~"

Gonna leave you as a shining coil of bone flecked bunny crap, your accessories visible in each log. #disposal

<- CW: Voracious Bunny

Bulging cheeks before sending a skull flying to smack the wall with a CLACK before rolling to land under my foot. "I would say sorry about that, but we both know you weren't using it anyway." #disposal

Rolling my shoulders, yawning, then COMPACTING the bulging gut I had a second ago with a flex of my abs and a clench of my mechanical thighs.

"Guess that armor wasn't bunny proof. Though it *is* a pain to shit out." #disposal

Taking a sip of coffee feeling the stubborness of the mound of waste you turned to finally move with a satisfying groan. Pressure building in my bowels before a trumpeting toot flings a collar out of my rear. "Welp looks like it's about time to say goodbye." I sleepily mumble. #disposal

Smacks belly. "Squirm for me fox, we all know your species looks best after being processed by a -BWOOOOOORP- bunny~"

Stretching and feeling the resistance of my flight suit around my belly, helping to compact the gurgling orb of the enemy pilot I smelted down before stealing their fighter. "Hope I don't burp with this helmet on, can't really vent it-"

"What species should my gut turn to past tense? I'll turn a section of the park to an archeological wonderland with what's left~" #disposal

"I'm curious how many so called 'preds' follow me and get flustered at the idea of being my next bathroom trip~" #disposal

"Let's get you to a more manageable size for my body to work on you." Crrrrnch! BWOOOOOOORP! A wispy skull and crossbones cloud fades in the air as a collar soaked in drool and acid stained hits the ground in front of me. "Oh I'll hold onto this since you're... predisposed~"

"Fuck you're a pain in the ass. Think I just felt part of your ribcage hit the water. Oh there's part of your clothing." The dense sound of waste moving echoes from below me in the toilet. "Nnnf- getting my damn workout today-" PLUNK! "-but you've never looked better!~" #disposal

"I think you gutsluts would be dying to end up dying in my guts, compacted down in my bowels, and turning into a knee shaking morning dump if I were a human right now. Probably going to be a tight fit. Might be some crunches before you're paste. And topped with a skull brap~" #disposal

"Yknow I'd be annoyed that the toilet is clogged. But it's not my toilet, it's yours that I'm trying to cram an entire human's worth of bunny shit down. Damn skull's getting stuck." #disposal

So what's your favorite term for what I'm going to turn you into? #disposal

"You. Yes you. The one reading this. I wanna turn you into cyberbun shit. Gonna feel that skull of yours make a resounding and satisfying PLOPCLACK in my toilet tomorrow. Don't worry, I'll make sure to snap a pic, maybe get a last word from you as I brap out what's left~" #disposal

"Is that speckled with glowing bits? Meh not like you were using that soul now were you?" #disposal

Walking out of an alleyway with a bulging gut. Walking back out the same alleyway the next day leaving a pile suspiciously like the missing poster at the entrance. #disposal

Gloved finger shifting the bulge in my lower belly as I laze and watch TV. The rounded lump making a low gurgle as it shifts a fair distance, eliciting a shiver up my spine. Idly tracing the eyeholes of the skull that's the last major trace of the meal I ate.

Putting pressure down on a skull I just belched up, yawning before a satisfying CRUNCH echoes

Honestly casual betrayal in vore can be fun. Sorry, you were my best friend, and I feel kinda bad... But fuuuuuck if the log currently coiling out my ass isn't just delightful... #disposal

That awkward moment I have to feign not knowing exactly why my buddy went radio silent and I'm excusing myself from the voice call to the bathroom. Ignore the headset currently bulging my lower intestines. #disposal

"Well fellow buns make biiiig meals~ Gotta show them their place after all, on a *better bunny*~ (May backfire from time to time)." (Featuring and done by my bud Fox Noms, he does great stuff) Implied #disposal

"Damn college students go -nnnnf- right through me- *prrrt crackle splash!* Enjoy studying my internals? Have some *splat plop prrrt* Extra credit~ Oh here comes the sk-aaaaaaah-ull~ Guess I'll wipe with your thesis. Hmm? Oh? Were you watching? Well *flush* I'm empty~" #disposal

Belching and feeling a clench in my gut as an icon of your face with the eyes scratched out hovers over it

Pinching off the log I churned you into with a final sounding thump. #disposal

"Oh sure you'll be in one piece after I'm done with you. One fat turd that is." #disposal

Yknow I will say, there is just something fun about seeing the details of a skull that's so eager to escape through a pair of boxers #disposal

Using your last will and testament as TP after your final words dissipate into the air after I fart them out~ #disposal

Yknow I could probably just yawn and I'd be wondering why I'm taking so long to shit later while I push out your skull after you jumped down my throat #disposal

"Roll for percept- Oh wait you melted 3 rounds ago... Gonna be finding dice in my next shit, I swear-" #disposal

"Your best revenge appears to be... Giving me gas. Didn't think you could get *more* pathetic and yet here we are."

Why pay for vore when I could just turn you into a passing thought and a bowel movement for the low low price of "my stomach growled". #disposal

Tugging the end of a drool drenched and acid washed leash out of my maw

"Yeah sorry about your wife. She kinda didn't adhere to safety regulations and 'fell in' to the equipment (my maw). Would you like to see the remains? (Give me about 10 minutes) Such a tragedy (she tasted delicious and I'm probably going to bust on the turds she turned into.)" #disposal

Feeling your skull spread my cheeks the instant I finish swallowing you down #disposal

Belching loudly with my shirt pulled up, a much bigger prey than I'm used to being compacted down into a much more manageable form. Shouldn't have tried to get close to the cyberbun, now you're nothing but fuel for the lagomorph. Feeling your squirms with every passing second.

Dropping the local pred population a plunk in my toilet at a time #disposal

Game Over. Turned to Bunny Shit. How humiliating! #disposal

"She was cute but *nnfff* she's a dense one coming out-" #disposal

"Hmm wonder what thing of yours is going on the trophy shelf~" #disposal

Suspciciously friend sized bulge in my large intestines

"The uuuurge to send a nerd down my pipes." #disposal

"Yknow you're gonna look real good mounded in a litter box." #disposal

"Some days it just feels good to be lazy and let loose when I need to let someone out =w=." #disposal

"'Is the prey going to be okay?' Dunno, how about you ask the bone riddled shit I'm going to take in an hour?" #disposal