Attempting to sneak into the scrapyard to see if the guard dogs had been brought any particulary delectable food had not gone well for Feligris – unlike on some previous nights in the past, the dogs had been waiting in ambush for the feline and subdued her through sheer numbers after emerging from looming the piles of junk.
It had, however, not been their imperative to simply drive the feline away or to rough her up… instead the guard dogs had declared their intentions to make sure Feligris would leave the junkyard with a full stomach, something which had puzzled her until she had ended up being dragged by the scruff from the living area to a scrap pile from which the dogs had dug out a random trashed spare part to present her with it. Or, to be precise, present it to her maw after wrenching in open with brute force and threats, to make her ingest the uncomfortably angular item.
After this the dogs had spent hours upon hours by shoving and pulling their captive around the junkyard to force-feed her nuts, bolts, pipe pieces, tubing, cable, and anything else they were able to unearth – all while taking great pleasure in seeing her girth increase after every helping with random shapes eventually forming on her distended low-hanging belly due to the tightly packed junk pushing outwards.
Finally they had had enough fun and had coerced her to swallow thick electric cable to the point of near-bursting… at which point they had told her to leave and not come back, observing from the shadows as Feligris laboriously hauls her ground-dragging rattling stomach towards the gate with electric cable hanging from her maw. From how furiously her aching stomach churns and spasms, Feligris knows it'll be a very long and painful attempt at digestion once she finally makes it back into the woods – while the dogs already plot to come reclaim the 'goods' once she has ended up spilling them onto the ground sooner or later...