Molly Eats The Doll

(Originally by Cheese111)

The rat flashes her victim a toothy smirk before bringing the doll up to her face. She opens her mouth and breathes onto it, watching the weasel cringe in disgust. Texas could smell the rat's foul breath as it surrounded her, clinging to her fur. Molly even let out a small burp to add another layer of horribleness to the stench. The weasel was on the ground, gasping for clean air, but the cruel rat had so much worse in store for her. She didn't keep the sheriff waiting any longer and threw the doll in her mouth, snapping her jaws close and sinking her teeth into the fabric.

Immediately Texas cried out in pain. It felt like her body was on fire. To make things worse the stench of Molly's breath had only gotten worse. The sharp teeth piercing the doll left no permanent damage on the weasel but it felt all too real. When the rat began chewing the sheriff rolled on the floor in agony, making it hard for Molly to keep a straight face. The weasel tried begging for mercy, but she knew the rat wouldn't listen. She would keep this sadistic display up until the doll was too chewed up to work anymore.

Molly watched her hated nemesis writhe and shake in pain, crying and pleading to her. But her evil smirk just got wider as a result. She opened her maw to show off the chewed-up doll, giving Texas the briefest reprieve. Before the weasel could breathe easy though she threw her head back and with a loud gulp she sent the doll down her neck. "Ever wonder what being digested feels like?" She crowed with unrestrained malice. The rat leaned back and patted her big belly whilst she watched the sheriff squirm on the floor. Her victim looked like she was restrained in a narrow tube until she finally regained her freedom as the doll landed in Molly's stomach.

A strange tingling covered the weasel's whole body, but soon it began to sting. "Please..." She begged the rat, but Molly just gave her big belly a shake, sending another wave of this stinging sensation over the weasel. It felt like one of her limbs had fallen asleep, but spread out over her entire body. Worse yet the feelin was still getting more intense. Stinging barely covered it anymore as she felt more and more like she was being set aflame. The doll was swimming in the rat's stomach juices and the sheriff could almost feel it dissolve. It was a unique experience. The pain got worse as the acid ate away at it, but at the same time it also weakened the binding. The net result was still very painful and Texas spent the next fifteen minutes rolling on the floor in agony whilst the sadistic rat watched with a gleeful smile.

As the doll fell apart in her stomach Molly could sense the magic weakening. Her roiling gut made light work of the small thing. No matter though. That was plenty of fun and she still had much more in store for the weasel. With an amused smirk she got on her feet and walked closer to her victim. The sheriff was just softly whimpering, recovering from the torment she'd been subjected to. Her nose began to ache as the rat got closer, her potent stench radiating from her grimy body.

"That was fun, Tex. But now I'm itching to get a little more... personal with you."