(Patreon request) Diane Foxington (The Bad Guys) Vent Soiling (Patreon)

Notes:

this was my first time drawing something that contained a distinct cross section and needed two viewpoints to show off the full scenario. I think it came out alright, but I definitely don't feel like it matches the quality of my other images. The first and last images are really nice in my opinion.

Cityscapes and manmade objects are not my strong suite. I personally prefer the looseness of natural formations, but I think I captured the felling of a busy city at night well enough.

overall, I think this set came out well and was good practice for some new techniques I have been working on. Thanks so much for the suggestion! Next, I am focusing on Nurue Omo Adv. CH5 Part 2.

Story:

~Prolog~

Diane came across a roomer a valuable necklace was being transported through town heading for a museum on the east coast. She knew she had to get her hands on it, something so exuberant was just asking to be stolen. she started staking out the nearby port preparing for the cargo's arrival. After scoping out the nearby buildings the heightened security let her know that was her mark. the Necklace would be there for a single night before being moved to a truck and escaping her grasp. 

She snuck in and planted bugs to keep tabs on the guards and plan her heist. The plan was simple, slip into the vent, crawl to the storage room, and jump in and out leaving none the wiser, and of course, escape with the goods. All that was left was waiting for the target to arrive. 

Being a thief means having little restraint when it comes to wanting something. this can cause problems in certain other aspects of life not revolving around stealing valuables, for Diane Foxington, that was tasty food. 

She was confident the Tresure was essentially already hers, confident in her plan she treated the time left before the heist night like a vacation. She spent time indulging herself with frequent beach visits and trying various restaurants. The night before she made her move, she went all out enjoying herself because she would need to lay low for a while after the heist. 

Diane was drawn into a buffet style restaurant by the smell of delicious food. the glorious bounty of eatable gold greeted her upon entering. She found herself a seat closet to the buffet and began indulging herself with anything she could, one plate at a time. she spent the next few hours making trips back and forth, savoring every bite that made it into her mouth. 

upon closing time, the staff asked her to leave. she stood up reveling her slim figure had completely disappeared, her shirt was too small to contain it and had ridden up putting the soft fuzzy blob on full display. Diane looked like she was pregnant and if the staff did not see her enter, she could pass herself off as being so. she left carrying several takeout containers and headed to her hideout for the final preparations of the heist.

Diane continued to snack on her leftovers as she got started slipping on her suit. She encountered her first problem, the zipper refused to go past her breasts. her suit was made to be skintight but flexible material, unfortunately not flexible enough to contain her gut. She gave up trying to tuck herself in and decided to let it stay out, she would just need to be careful about being seen because of the light-colored fur on her belly. her stomach also proved to be too much for her belt that normally sat right around her midsection. with no other solutions she would have to carry it instead. 

she continued snacking over the next several hours until the time came to head out.

~Part 1~

As night fell Diane climbed her way to her entry point of choice. a small vent on the roof, held on by only a few screws. While working on removing the screws regret began to creep into her head, all the walking and climbing seemed to have got her bowels working, and she knew she would need to do something about it soon. After this quick swipe of course.

She lifted the cover and began to listen in on the guards waiting for the small opening created by the shift change. 

about half an hour later...

BUZZZZZZ. *Click*

that was the sound of the door to the guard post opening. Diane held the speaker deeper into her ear. 

*TAP. tap.. tap. tap.. tap...* Bingo! The guard's footsteps faded away signaling the opening she had been waiting for.

"It's show time." Diane thought as she worked her head into the opening. just like before she would be in and out in a flash.

*Squeak* her heart dropped. just after reaching the point of no return for the drop into the vent her body suddenly stopped. she was being heled up by the sheer size of her belly. 

"Come on, COME ON! I don't have time for this!" she began kicking her legs in desperation, losing previous seconds for something so dumb ate away at her pride as a thief. 

~Part 2~

*Sigh* "I'm stuck." before she could continue with her heist, her current predicament would need to be solved first. "Damn buffet..." she cursed the food for being so good and making her so large. her pride may have been hurt but she couldn't give up just yet. once again, she squirmed trying to make any progress on her mission. 

after all her wiggling her stomach made a noticeable grumble, and she felt herself fall slightly. distressingly, the weight in her stomach didn't follow her down.

~Part 3~

"Ugh, I'll just have to force my way through." Using what little grip, she could get with her hands Diane pulled hard.

*blert* she felt something escape her rear but the insulation around her prevented her from hearing what exactly happened. thinking that feeling meant she must have made progress she pulls herself once more.

*PLart* Once again that strange feeling left her, it was working she thought, if she just kept trying, she would soon be free! 

Before she could regain her grip once more her gut rumbled violently, enough to feel the vent shake slightly against her hands. "Oh no-" suddenly it all made sense, that strange feeling and exactly why she had made any progress so far.

*BBBLLLLAAAAARRRRRRRRTTTTTTT* 

a mass of gas was expelled from her rear, the feeling was unmistakable this time, the sound was also so loud it managed to overpower the insulation and slightly echo in the vent. "Oh god..." Diane couldn't help but vocalize her thoughts. predicting just what forcing herself through would mean, she shifted her efforts to try and back out. but nothing would work, she was at the mercy of gravity and whatever her gut was trying to release.

~Part 4~

Diane felt her rear exit slowly expand on its own as solid excrement began to tint the suit with a brown hue. 

*Clorp*

"EW! EW! EW! All this squeezing is forcing it out!" the thick slimy mass began to tent out the seat of her suit. it felt like someone other than her was pushing it out and there was nothing she could do to stop it. her mind began to race trying to decide what to do.

"K-keep calm Diane." She took a deep breath and cleared her mind. "This is your only chance to free yourself." the tenting mass billowing out of her folded on itself.

*Blorpt* and a new one began to form. Diane looked back and blushed. "But this is so humiliating..."

~Part 5~

*BLORPT*

The smell wasn't too bad due to the vent being an exit and not an intake, the warm mush began filling every crack of her body seeping into her lady bits and was making her feel funny. 

*SLORPT* 

she felt her body shift down slightly and a sudden warmth quickly coated crotch and lower belly. the slight movement had put a massive pressure on her bladder forcing out something far worse than shit.

"NO! NO! NO!!!! If I wet myself at this angle, it will be a disaster!" Being completely upside-down the stream from her nether would only have one place to travel, her head. She wasn't a very religious person, being a thief and all, but this was an extreme circumstance. "Dear God, please let me squeeze through before it's too late!" the quick prayer was brought to a sudden end as wet warmth crawled up her body.

"I-I Can't hold it back!" She gritted her teeth as a large mass shifted ready to escape into her suit. a shiver shot through her body. *PLORPT* the release was becoming orgasmic, the relief, the wet muck slithering and ticking her privets. Her breaths where becoming heavy witch make what was about to happen much worse. 

Diane had made peace with shitting herself, it was necessary to escape. but it just kept flowing out with no end in sight. but as the mass shifted to her suit more weight was being moved to her bladder turning her into a temporary fountain.

"This vent is squeezing me dry!" Diane was now openly crying, hopeless to prevent her wet smelly and foul-tasting fate. 

*GggrrrOoooOOOONNNN* 

her stomach rumbled as a massive mud slide readied itself for freedom. Once again Diane gritted her teeth as warm tingly shivers filled her body. 

"UUUUUuuuuuuhhhhhhhh.....    something Big's about to leak..."

~Part 6~

"Hold yourself together..."

*PLORT*

"You are the legendary Crimson Paw..."

*BLORT*

"You have been through wor-

*SSSSPPPPLLOOOOOOOOORRRRRTTTTT*

"UUWWWAAAHHHHhhhhhhh....."

She moaned openly turning feral to the pleasure of release. As her mouth opened it was filled with the bitter taste on pee that had finally saturated her suit and made it to her head. the shock cause by the flavor snaped her back to reality. 

"no.... this is the worst...." she could finally fell herself actively slipping through the vent opening. "at least I can finally wiggle through..." her stomach was still pressed to the vent walls but now she just needed to get the bulge of her mess filled suit through. that wouldn't prove to be difficult as it easily squished around her legs and some out the tail hole.

~Part 7~

seven minutes into the heist. She had entered the building. 

"This better be worth the humiliation..."

luckily by the nature of the job no one had witnessed what just happened to the legendary "Crimson Paw". But her pride would remain broken for a long time after this "incident". 

"And pay for my dry cleaning..." 

Unfortunately, she only owned this one suit and had not had the funds to acquire another. but that was a problem for later, now, she had to sneak around a building full a guard reeking like a sewer. 

Diane never took credit for the heist, instead it was given to a mysterious thief given the name "midnight skunk", much to her relief.

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Thanks for reading!

~Akiko&LostAri