Greed's Community Service: Part 2

Some more pre-vore before the main event. :3

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“Good luck!” Hubble called, waving at Greed and Curt.  And with that, the blue bee took his leave, quickly going back to his car and driving away.
“. . . Did he seem a bit in a hurry to you?” asked Greed.
“Nah, he’s always like that,” Curt assured her.  The mantis smiled.  “Come on, let’s go inside the museum!”
They stepped inside the Museum Of Unusual Parts, and immediately found themselves standing at the end of quite the long line.  “I hear this place is popular—like . . . /really/ popular,” Curt explained to Greed.  “So this might be a while. . .”
Greed sighed.  “Alright.”  The kudu sighed and scratched her head.  This was getting boring.  What to talk about . . . oh, duh!  She thought of something.  “So, why don’t you tell me more about your project while we wait?”
“Sure!” Curt said cheerfully.  “Basically, each person in my class who wanted extra credit was assigned a different prehistoric dinosaur in the museum.  I got lucky . . . or maybe unlucky?  Anyway, I got picked to study the new tyrannosaurus that’s been thawed out.  I hear that they just thawed her out today, too!  Isn’t that exciting.”
“Very,” Greed said flatly.
Curt continued to talk as the two waited in line, rambling on about his biology class and classmates.  Finally, they reached the front of the line: there were four people behind the front desk who were giving out entry passes, and once a spot was open, Greed and Curt rushed over to it.
“Two adults?” the lady behind the desk asked cheerfully.
“Yep,” Greed grumbled.
“Ok!  That will be $22 for the day.”
The kudu turned to Curt, but he shrugged.  “I don’t have my wallet,” he said meekly.  “I was told my tutor would cover it. . .”
Greed groaned, pulled some cash out of her pocket, and slapped in on top of the counter.  “Thank you!” the lady behind the desk said.  She took the cash, and handed them each an entry pass.  “Have a lovely day.  Next!”
“Wait, what about my change?” Greed asked.
“I said NEXT!”
She shooed them away, and the kudu groaned again, stepping through a set of entrance doors, and finally entering the museum proper, with Curt by her side.
Greed had to admit, this place actually looked pretty impressive.  The exhibits around them were colorful and looked interesting, and the Museum Of Unusual Parts was actually quite big on the inside, so they’d surely have plenty to do once this assignment was over and done with.  It was almost like being inside a mall, except there were educational exhibits instead of stores to peruse.
“Alright, where’s the T-rex?” Greed muttered, walking over to a map of the museum.  The digital guide has a search bar included, and she typed in, “thawed out T-rex.”  A moment later . . . there were 0 results.
“Come on,” the kudu snapped.  She tried a few more search terms.  Thawed out tyrannosaur?  Ice T-rex?  Ice?  Rex?  All came up empty.
“Let my try,” Curt offered.  Greed stepped back, and he typed into the search bar, “Ladonna on Ice.”  One result popped up.
“There we go!” the mantis said cheerfully.  “It’s on floor 3E.  Let’s go!”
Greed and Curt looked for an elevator, but one wasn’t in sight.  They ended up running up the stairs to the third floor, which meant both were panting by the time they reached it.  “There it is!” Curt exclaimed, pointing at an exhibit ahead of them.  Sure enough, there was a giant curtain around some sort of stage area, with a sign that read, “Ladonna On Ice.”
“Let’s go!” the mantis said, running inside.  Greed ran in after him, flinging the curtain aside.
She found herself—no surprise—on some sort of stage.  What /was/ a surprise was the giant anthro T-rex in front of them, and the anthro otter standing next to her.
“Oh, we just opened!” the otter said cheerfully, walking up to Greed and Curt.  “I’m Sebastian, overseer of this exhibit.  Welcome.”
“Thanks,” Greed said.  She turned to the T-rex.  “Hey there.”
“Hey yourself,” the tyrannosaur said, laughing cheerfully.  “Good to have some visitors.”
“I’m here for the, um, up close assignment?” Curt told the overseer nervously.
Sebastian nodded.  “Ah, of course—no wonder you’re so early.  Don’t worry, we were told you we coming.  We’ll let you go inside—but first, let me tell you the backstory of this wonderful dinosaur!”
Greed groaned, but Curt grinned.  “Please do!” the mantis said.
The overseer nodded, and then began:
“We found Ladonna over her in Canada, frozen in a glacier.  How was she found?  Why, as all great discoveries often are, it was by accident.  A drunk salesman named Barry was sledding through an ice cave, and hit the only part of Ladonna that wasn’t frozen—that being her, er, anus.  People went to find him, and discovered this dinosaur!  She was brought to the southwestern United States to thaw out, and a power outage took care of that ice cube quick!  After that, the man was recovered, and he told great stories about the extinct animals thriving inside of her digestive tract.”
A tear slid out of Sebastian’s eye.  “Oh, it is a marvelous tale!”
“Great, good,” Greed snapped.  She turned to the tyrannosaur.  “Hey Ladonna, let’s get this over with.  Swallow us whole, and then—”
“Oh no, it’s far too dangerous to go in that way,” Sebastian quickly informed her.  “You’ll have to go in through the, er, backdoor.”
Curt and Greed exchanged a glance, and Greed sighed.  “Fine.  We’ll do it your way.”
“Thank you.  I wouldn’t want you to die, after all!”  The otter turned to Ladonna.  “If you would please lay down and open up your anus for these two?”
“Gladly!” the T-rex said cheerfully.  She got down on the ground and opened up her butt.
Curt looked up at Greed with a smile.
“Well, let’s go inside!”