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Emma adjusted her favorite blue hoodie, the soft fabric contrasting against her orange and black tiger fur. Tugging at the waistband of her black cargo pants, she paced around her cozy, secluded home. Her stomach let out a low, echoing rumble that vibrated through the floorboards. Tonight, standard groceries wouldn't cut it; the feral urge to hunt was too strong to ignore. ​Slinking out into the moonlit woods bordering the suburbs, her golden eyes scanned the shadows. It didn’t take long to spot a lone hiker trespassing near her territory. With a sudden, explosive burst of feline speed, Emma pounced, pinning the helpless intruder to the dirt before they could even scream. ​Saliva pooling in her jaws, she opened wide. She tilted her head back and eagerly swallowed them down, her throat stretching to accommodate the mass. A heavy gulp sent them sliding down into her cavernous, tight gut. She patted her stretching midsection with satisfaction as it began to churn around her prize. ​But her appetite wasn't sated. Within an hour, she caught two more careless wanderers. Gulping down the second pushed her belly to its absolute limit, taut and heavy against her cargo pants. When she captured the third, her stomach was far too full to fit another soul. ​Smiling wickedly, Emma reached into her deep hoodie pocket and pulled out an ancient, enchanted velvet sack she’d acquired years ago. She opened the mystical pouch and shoved the struggling victim inside. The bag seamlessly expanded, plunging the traveler into a soft, endless holding dimension to be saved for her next meal. Walking back home, Emma happily rubbed her sloshing, stuffed belly, listening to the muffled thuds from her magical sack.