A cold shiver ran through the body of 23 year old office worker, Yohachi Iba, the biting winds of autumn carrying a distant message of the coming of it's much colder mistress, Winter. Late November always brought out the worst of this seasons tempretures, the already cold intolerant Yohachi being subjected to the chilled whips of wind that practically cut what little was exposed of his scarf covered face. At least, this was the worst of it anyway, having to walk the remainder of the way home from the bus stop that led to and from his occupation. Once he got inside the warm and cozy den of his house, he wouldn't have to worry about dealing with any of late November's attempts to freeze his face off. That is...until the next time he had to get up for work...which was tomorrow. "Great...and that's the day I work late. Terrific." Yohachi muttered, the sarcasm simply oozing from his pores as he spoke.

Yohachi's journey to his home soon came to an end as he rounded the next corner of houses that would lead him to his own two story one that sat nestled in betwixt two other houses. The neighborhood in which he lived was a fairly quiet one, having very little to say for itself in terms of eventful happenings, but proving to use this to make for a relaxing atomsphere that Yohachi didn't really want to complain about. Peace and quiet is what he loved most after coming home from a long day on the job and dealing with...well, co-workers he sometimes didn't want to touch with a fifty foot pole. "I'm home..." The tired intern lazily called out, having pushed his way past the unlocked door and was immedieatly greeted by the sounds of the television and the warmth of a well heated home.

"Ah welcome home, Yoha~" Chimed the voice of a young woman, a blonde head peeking from around the bend as he sapphire eyes lit up with happiness at the mere sight of Yohachi. This was Fuyuko Maruyama, his girlfriend from his late years into college and one of the most important people in his life. As corny as it all sounded, Fuyuko was one of the few people that actually helped give him that extra ounce of oomph to get up and take the day head on. It was through her he had motivation and it was through her that he looked forward to coming home every evening. Fuyuko herself was no one of a particular body shape, having a rather petite figure at best that was only barely curved enough to consider it a feminine shape. 

"So, how did it go?" Fuyuko prodded her lover, Yohachi pausing from hanging up his thick jacket to stare blankly into her curious gaze. What was she...? "The meeting with your boss, Yoha..." Yohachi's brain immedieatly clicked to life, Fuyuko's reminder to him rekindling an image of what she was asking him on; there was a short, but tense, meeting with his superior today, one that literally held the future of his job in the balance. Yohachi and several of his co-workers had been selected to make a decision for the company in which they worked. Yohachi had hoped for a promotion but...things didn't always go as he had wanted in these situations.

"Oh right, that..." Yohachi replied, his tone of voice causing Fuyuko's curious expression to drop into that of worry. "I think it went well, Masataka didn't really say anything after we were done...he just let us go and that was it." He concluded, walking further into his home and was greeted to a pleasing scent, the scent of a freshly prepared pizza. Taking a whiff of the air, Yohachi continued forward to the living room, his mind already gearing up to taste the greasy goodness of gooey cheese topped aboard thick tomato sauce and fluffy baked bread. "Hmm, smells like you ordered out before I got here." 

"Well, yes but..."Fuyuko's muttered, fiddling with her hair, hesitating on telling Yohachi the truth behind the pizza he looked to be excited about. This moment of  was only rewarded in Yohachi walking past Fuyuko evoking a slight gasp to rise from her chest as she turned to quickly shed light on the truth before he had his hopes crushed.

She didn't make it.

"Mmm, I could go for some...pizza..." Yohachi's excitement was killed the moment he entered the living room, having already caught glimpse of a swollen mass lazing about on the couch across from the wall, and an empty white pizza box laying helplessly amongst a vertible mountain of discarded snack bags and wrappings. Yohachi turned his gaze toward the mass to see the fattened body of his second roommate and Fuyuko's best friend, Shizuka Aida, stuffing the last of the once mighty pizza past her plump lips and sending it down for her globular gut to digest along with the rest. Shizuka was one of the more...interesting members of the house, being that while Yohachi and Fuyuko were purely human, Shizuka was...what many called a Yasha, or in some cases a "demon", that lived in this mortal world alongside humans. No one can honestly say when exactly demons started integrating with human society, but it was a gradual process that began when mankind started summoning rituals for demons and making pacts with them via magic. This would come to ultimately strengthen human to demon relationships and would eventually result in the very situation in which Yohachi found himself in on an everyday basis. 

Shizuka was a large young woman, sharing the same age as Fuyuko being 22 years young, but having a more corpulant physique to contrast themselves between one another. That and the pair of fuzzy bear like ears atop her head, and the stubby bear tail that sprouted from the base of her spine, then all bets where off that she was anything but an average human.  

"Wheew, that pizza was great. Filled me up real good~!" Shizuka loudly declared, a cheese scented belch rippling from her plump lips, the blissfulness of being stuffed giving her an excuse to forget her manners.

"...Well, I'm glad YOU enjoyed it..." Yohachi sighed in exapseration, mumbling 'fatass' under his breath the moment he flopped down into the loveseat. Now mourning the loss of the pizza he never got to taste, Yohachi turned to the television to give him comfort and a means to take his mind off the inconsiderate show of gluttony on Shizuka's part. Fuyuko couldn't help but feel a little bad for him and sought to put blame on herself for not reaching him in time to tell that the pizza that he had a taste for...had single handedly been devoured by the voracious bear girl.

"Ah, Yohachin! Didn't see ya come in." Shizuka greeted in a cheerful note, as she appeared oblivious to the anguish her room mate and gave him a wide toothy grin; showing him her dangerously pointed teeth in the process. Yohachi merely gazed her with narrowed eyes, looking down at the foot of the couch to see that Shizuka had been busy with, not just the pizza...but a packs of different foodstuffs. A graveyard of empty bags and wrappings that used to belong to various snacks were all that remained of a binge Yohachi, thankfully, never got to see. A testament to the one thing that he also didn't exactly like about Shizuka...

The inescapable fact that she ate a ton. 

That is, If her tubby frame wasn't proof enough of this...

"Shizuka, what have I told you about leaving crap all over the floor like that?" Oh right...and she also seems to forget to clean up the corpses of the snacks she's slain. Can't go forgetting that. "Do you wanna draw in roaches...or worse?" Yohachi was well aware of there being 'demon' roaches somewhere in this city. They were rare, but that didn't stop him from fearing the fact that roaches the size of a small child could be skittering around in the basement waiting to eat him alive the next time he goes down there.

The plump bear girl only gave a chuckle in response to Yohachi's complaints, her palm lazily rubbing across the rounded circumfrance of her snack filled belly that was beginning it's duty on breaking down the entire pizza she shoved into it. "I wouldn't worry 'bout that. We don't even have enough food to keep them happy, so we're all good~!" Yohachi narrowed his eyes, mouth open ready to counter Shizuka's rather fuzzy logic, when his mind rewound itself and began replaying the very last statement of her rebuddle. His eyes widened as it all began to process in his head.

"...What do you mean, we don't have enough food...?" Yohachi turned to Fuyuko who scritched the side of her face in nervousness, seeming to not want to reveal the truth of the matter to her fiance. "Fuyuko...please tell me that Shizuka's on the brink of a food coma and doesn't know what she's saying..." A dreadful sensation sinking into his gut told him otherwise.

"Well, you see..." Fuyuko began, brushing a bang of hair from her line of sight that slowly glanced away from the worried expression of Yohachi.

"Ah, don't worry about it, Fuyu-chan. I'll tell'em." Shizuka spoke up, finding that if anyone was to tell the bewildered Yohachi, it was her. "I'm sure you know that bears need a loooot of food during the months before winter, right? That much should be elementary." Indeed it was, Yohachi already seeming to get where Shizuka might be going with this...since she herself was a bear in nature. "And since I'mma bear, I need tons of food to store up fat for the coming winter, you know, for hibernation and stuff." Shizuka finished, giving her gut a playful slap and sending a ripple through her jiggling flesh. A less than lady-like belch soon came rushing up through her esophagus and out her gullet there after.

"You're kidding..." Yohachi muttered in a sense of disbelief, "You...actually hibernate?"

"Yep. Been doin it all m'life. All us Kumajin do, matter of fact."

"And you knew about this and didn't tell me?" 

"...Well, it WAS kinda obvious given what she is...I just thought you knew about it from the start."

Yohachi's mouth turned up in an expression of disappointed towards himself. "Well...I suppose that much is my fault..." Yohachi mumbled, seeing that it was a bit silly how he didn't see this sort of thing coming given that...well, Shizuka was a bear and thus by default had bear like qualities. Such is the concequence of a natural error in judgement. "Still, you coulda at least told me to buy groceries...sheesh, at least then it'd save me the trip after work." So that marked another thing to do that day. Super good.

"S-sorry...we do at least have enough to last for dinner and most of the day tomorrow, but we'll need to ration..." explained Fuyuko, turning toward the kitchen for a moment and wondering what she could fix that could keep both Yohachi and Shizuka satisfied. Of course, to Yohachi, it wasn't going to be a matter of keeping everyone well fed, but rather of one that consisted of introducing Shizuka to the concept of dieting. 

"You hear that, Shizuka? We have to RAAAASH-UUUUN!" Yohachi said, enunciating the pronunciation of 'ration' in an exaggerated manner as if to get the point across to the gluttonous bear girl. And if that didn't help, "Which means you can't go fillin' that tubby ol' gut of yours til' I make groceries...or you get up and do it for me. That'd be a good way to pay back for all those snacks you ate up."

Shizuka didn't seem the least bit phased by Yohachi's less than subtle attempt to insult her by off handedly calling her fat. In fact, those were one of the many insults that the bear girl often shrugged off with little reaction at all. "Don't worry Yoha-kun, I'll take care of everything." Shizuka paused, feeling a familiar scratchiness inside her gut and arose to find the one thing suited for soothing the sensation within her. "...After a quick snack~!"

"The hell you are!" Yohachi bolted from his seat to meet Shizuka's charge to the kitchen by standing directly in her path. Almost immedeiatly, he was reminded of how much bigger the bear girl was compared to him, Yohachi was a lanky young man, at best. Just barely having enough muscle in his body to influence his weight a tad. Shizuka on the other hand, was three hundred pounds of both fat AND muscle, and on top of this was two feet taller than the so called man of the house, Yohachi's head only coming up to the base of Shizuka's large, blubbery breasts. All of a sudden...that drive to put Shizuka in her place, melted away from his skin like heated ice and was replaced with a thick layer of hesitation and fear. 

"You...you already had a whole pizza by yourself. I-I'm cutting you off!" Yohachi challenged, his voice betraying what confidence he tried to display.

"Oh~?" Shizuka cooed, eyeing, the now hesitant, Yohachi and practically smelling his emotion of 'oh shit'. It was all good kindling to get the much larger woman to tease the little man even more. "You wanna wrestle for rights to the kitchen?"

"I...If I have to." He didn't. But his masculinity pushed him forward as a means to save face in front of both Shizuka AND Fuyuko who he could practically feel her facepalming behind him.

Course, this didn't mean his facade was any less believable than it would have been.

"Fine by me; Round 1, start~!"

"Oh shi-!"

In a display that quickly told lies of Shizuka's own girth and size, the bear girl lunged forward. Yohachi, having little to no time to erect a proper defense merely put his hands up in a crude attempt to ward off the flying body of fat that came crashing right into him like a runaway truck. Fuyuko braced herself against the much sturdier loveseat as eh floor beneath her feet trembled from the shock of Shizuka's engorged body slamming atop Yohachi. If it weren't for the fact that she was padded with extra soft blubber, things would have been far more painful for poor little Yohachi.

Shizuka went straight for the kill, grabbing Yohachi by his shoulders and cramming his face in the one area she knew would immobilize him; right into the copious valley of her cleavage. "Ooh, you better do something Yohachin! I got ya in my death grip~!" Shizuka teased, effortlessly holding Yohachi in place as the much smaller man flailed about looking for away to pull himself out of her grasp. Of course, when he realized this...wasn't going to work, he resorted to plan B.

"Ack...Fu-Fuyu...ko, fix dinner...hurry...!" Getting Fuyuko to bail him out.

"If it means getting away from this nonsense..." Fuyuko sighed, turning to the kitchen as a means to leaving Yohachi to his 'battle' with Shizuka.

---  

Dinner was rather insignifigant, mostly in terms of quantity. As means to conserve food up until the next day, Fuyuko had prepared a rather small dinner which allowed everyone to get their share of one small meal. Enough to hold them through the night while still managing to keep whatever food was left in the scanty cupboards. Both Yohachi and Fuyuko were willing to accept their dinner as it was and wait until tomorrow. The fatty bear girl on the other hand, was already begging for seconds after she had practically devoured what was given to her in one large gulp. Yohachi had an easy time refusing her of the food she wanted to indulge upon and even went so far as to padlock the cupboards shut so she couldn't possibly get into them by tomorrow. This, of course, was equal to , and it took a calming pep talk from Fuyuko to get Shizuka to eventually bring her around to the plan of waiting for just one small day for the home to be stocked with food again.

However, even though Shizuka agreed to try her best to control the ravenous impulse to consume...it was much harder to do so now that she knew that the food her belly sought was just around the corner. Locked away in the kitchen, calling to her to suck them all down just as greedily as she had done their friends. For the remainder of the day, the agitated bear girl fought against the morals of a promise to keep and her natural instinct as a bear to find and devour any form of food to pack on fat for winter. Soon enough, the long, and tortorous day of fasting for Shizuka came to an end and she retreated into her room to try and get at least some sleep.

...Sleep her gurgling stomach wouldn't allow her to have.

"Mrph, stupid pizza..." Shizuka groaned in agitation, both hands gripped tightly along the sides of her plumped, growling belly. Most, if not all, of the food she had devoured earlier on was already long past her stomach and was now a fine soup on it's way through her lower intestinal tract...things only seemed to get difficult when it came time for that pizza to pass on through. Thanks to having ordered a large pizza of the 'extra cheese' variety, the gooey mass of melted dairy responded to it's digestive treatment with resilience. It was an odd, and even more annoying, sense of discomfort...the sensation of wanting food, yet having food that doesn't want to pass still entrapped within. It would seem that, for the first time in a while, Shizuka actually regretted having stuffed herself...at least, in this case, with a kind of food she knew would give her digestive tract some...trouble when passing it.

"C'mon...you can do it..." Shizuka whispered to her belly, giving it as much support as she could by massaging the rounded dome of her gut. She listened to it's struggles to move the cheese any further down, loud gurgles of distress rippling from her stomach. Eventually, the stomach won out in it's forceful persuasions toward the accumulation of cheese, the organ letting out a triumphant rumble as it's stubborn occupant slid out through it's exit and entered the small intestine. The displacement of the cheese sent a pocket of air right back up for Shizuka to expel, the bear girl letting loose with a rolling belch. 

"Hah, that freed up some room..." Indeed...and with the arrival of that vacant space, came the revival of Shizuka's need to fill it. Of course, there was one problem with that...

'But...I promised, Fuyu...I wouldn't eat anything...'

Promises are nice to keep.

But, in her stomach's case, promises were only meant to be broken...  

---

For as long as he could remember, Yohachi has always arisen in the middle of the night...

Whether it be for bathroom purproses, to get a glass of cold water, or maybe just waking up after a dream and falling asleep soon after, Yohachi would always find himself in that one moment of awareness where he was no longer within the land of slumber. This proved to be no different in his nightly routine, and before Yohachi could even begin to realize what was going on, he was already in the kitchen at the sink's faucet with a cup in hand and the clear cold water running into the glass container holding his favorite cartoon characters. Yohachi managed to awaken at least enough sense to stop the flow of running water into his glasses before it overflowed, taking only a moment to chug it's contents and sigh in a pleasured relief of having his dried throat moistened by the chilled properties of tap water.

Yohachi took a minute to pause in his journey back to bed, casting a glance to the microwave clock to see it was well past midnight going into the next hour. "Huh...lil' late tonight." He remarked, tossing what signifigance this would have out the mental window and heading back to bed. Yohachi's return to the bedroom was promptly halted, however, by the sudden chill of metal beneath his bare feet. Shivering a bit, Yohachi jumped back on reflex and looked down to the floor squinting his eyes to get a good look at what he had stepped on. When his eyes failed to identify the mystery item due to darkness, Yohachi resorted to picking it up and holding it closer to him.

"Chains...?" Where else could chains have come from? Yohachi ran this very question through his mind, eyes fixated on the broken metal links as he tried to produce a suitable answer. He looked up to the cupboards at the corner of the kitchen and felt his heart twist, the sight of them thrown open and the padlock he knew he placed onto it practically murdered while on duty and laying pitifully on the floor below him.

"Wh-what the hell? Who-!?" Yohachi's disbelief was crammed back into his chest, his brain yelling at him to think before he freaked. There wasn't even any contest on who the culrpit of this is...no one else he knew in this house was so motivated to eat. Rushing to the cabinets, Yohachi felt his blood boil in his veins as the remainder of what food they had to ration...was now gone from this world. Not a single crumb left to scrounge on. "...That's it. Bitch gotta go."

Not even bothering to shut the cupboards behind him, Yohachi marched down the hallway with an earful ready to unload itself on Shizuka. Passing the threshold to his room, he tore into the bear girl's den and opened his mouth to let loose with his fury.

...And soon found himself faltering dead in his tracks.

The reason why was the very same reason as to why he was so pissed off. Before him lay a stuffed Shizuka, her pudgy hand still crammed in a bag of potatoe chips as she now came to laze on her side, allowing the blanket she soundly snoozed under to show him the curves to the vast tracts of land she held. From yesterday to tonight, the bear girl has somehow found a way to get even fatter from that previous binge, and every once of this same fat went into the right places on her body that tugged at the lust laying dormant in Yohachi's mind. The small pile of discarded bags and wrappers seemed invisible to Yohachi, as he stared at her softly rising bosom, moving on down to the immensely bloated, and globular expanse of her gut then to those thick, meaty thighs coupled with her volumptously wide hips. If Yohachi had one way of describing the bear woman infont of him, it would fall along the lines of; "Big in all the right places".

Shizuka murmured lazily, her large body rising from her covers to gaze upon the still stunned Yohachi and revealing to him that she only wore a simple . Yohachi would have wondered how she could sleep in just a t-shirt, but then remembered that Shizuka had more blubber on her body than he had muscle, so it was only natural that she was largely unaffected by the cold air that saturated the house at night. "Mmm, Yoha...what...?" She yawned loudly, rubbing her eye with her tubby hands for a moment. "...What is it...?"

"Uhm..." Yohachi tore his gaze and mind away from Shizuka's large breasts and into her sleepy eyes...which, also didn't seem to help given of how adorable she still appeared with her chubby cheeks, plump lips and a sleepy expression. Clearing his throat to reassert himself as king of this house, Yohachi regained his serious composure and set to do what he had came here for. "You know what you did, Shizuka. You ate up our last bits of food we had."

At that moment, Shizuka found herself waking up from whatever sleeped that still hung around on her brain. The revelation of Yohachi knowing of her recent crime bringing her at full attention with wide, fearful eyes as she tried to find a suitable set of words to present to the judge that now stood before her. In truth, Shizuka knew this was coming...but, it didn't seem to do much in lessening the pang of guilt. Or maybe that was indigestion? Hard to tell. "I...I know, but, I couldn't help myself..."

"The hell you couldn't." Yohachi shook his head, edging closer to Shizuka who whimpered in response and drew back like a bear cub being backed in a corner. "Me and Fuyuko go out everyday and bust our asses to make ends meet and you just sit here and don't do shit to help. Not anymore you're not." Yohachi never liked having Shizuka around, not even if she was Fuyuko's friend. Especially now that she was a lounging whale of a bear woman...a fat, roly-poly...curvy...fat bottomed...

'No, no, NO...we're not thinking about that!' 

But, he was. And although his mind may deny it, his body sure couldn't.

"Uhm...Yoha...?"

"What?"

"Why are you popping a stiffy?" Shizuka mentioned in a rather casual tone, pointing down to the pitched tent in Yohachi's pajama pants with a raised eyebrow.

"Gah!" Yohachi yelped in a sense of indecent exposure, frantically covering his crotch with his long white t-shirt. "Y-You don't worry about that. M-me, and Fuyuko were...having sex earlier."

"...No, you weren't."

"We were about to."

"...No, you weren't."

"L-look, let's just drop it." Indeed, let's get back on track, shall we? "What you should really worry about is trying to convince me not to throw your fatass out."

"B-but, Yoha-owww!" Shizuka's plea for forgiveness was killed short, her intestinal tract finding a fine time to disagree with the remains of the cheesy pizza as of earlier. Shizuka winced from the sudden cramp rolling through her lower belly, the shockwaves of pain seeming to upset the  of contents in her thronged tummy. On reflex, Shizuka paused in her attempt to calm Yohachi and instead gave the rounded mound of pudge on her belly a calming rub as it rumbled in anger in response.

"Oh, got a stomachache? Serves you right." Yohachi huffed, crossing his arms firmly over his chest, finding at least some satisfaction in knowing that Shizuka's bottomless belly...actually had a bottom to it. Of course, while the surface showed a pleasure for her pain...the inside of him cringed at his own actions. Yeah, she was a fat, gluttonous hog of a bear that only showed use in lazing about and being a slacker all around. But...she was in pain...a pain he couldn't help but want to relieve...

"C'mon Yoha...this really hurts..." Shizuka pouted, a little hurt by Yohachi's coldness toward her but, oblivious to his hidden attraction. "If...if you rub my belly, I promise on Ursa Major that I'll do better around the house..."

Yohachi dithered, his body jerking in it's own skin as he tried to process the trade off Shizuka was offering him. A belly rub, for a better room mate. It wasn't a bad deal, but...was she only saying this because she had an aching belly? Seems likely, and a question Yohachi was willing to test. "You're...only saying that cause you're stomach hurts."

"N-no, I mean it..." The kumajin shook her head, "I feel bad for eating all of your food...even worse that I broke a promise to Fuyu. So...if you help me feel a little better, I promise I'll make up for all the trouble I caused..." Yohachi didn't want to believe it, but she actually sounded genuine in her promise. If her words weren't enough to convince him, then her apologetic expression sure was.

"... ..."

"Yohachiiiiin...!"

"...O-okay fine." Yohachi caved, shushing the kumajin down so is not to wake Fuyuko. The last thing he needed was the entire house to thrown off their sleep schedule. He was already pushing it himself what with him having to work late. "I'll rub that tub of lard you call a belly but...you, have to promise you'll pull your own weight around here. And since you have alot of that, I expect nothin' less outta you."

---

Fuyuko rolled over for the first time in the entire night, her hand coming across the empty side of the bed in which she knew Yohachi would inhabit. Denied in her efforts to cuddle her fiance, Fuyuko awoke from her slumber and rose up. "Yohachi...?" She called out to her lover, the silence of the room around her being the only answer she recieved. "Yohachi...did you fall asleep on the toilet again...?" Fuyuko sighed, picking herself out of bed as she remembered Yohachi being stuck in the bathroom thanks to having fallen victim to his limited moments of awareness during the late night hours and dozing off on the can. Fuyuko's lips curled into a mischevious smile, as she neared the bathroom door, her mind filled with the freaked reaction of Yohachi once she spooked him by waking him up while he was on the toilet. This mental imagery proved to be just enough to distract her sub-conciously passing the room of Shizuka on her way there.

Once Fuyuko reached the closed door to the washroom, Fuyuko placed her hand on the cold knob and threw the door open ready to shout a loud wake up call to her snoozing boyfriend. Only to find that...the bathroom was devoid of any sign of a sleeping Yohachi. Fuyuko's expression dropped into confusion, taking a moment to think on where else Yohachi could have been. "Huh, that's odd...where could he...?"

"Buuuurrrap, oooh..." A rather familiar expulsion of gas resonated through the darkened halls, Fuyuko turning on her heels and facing the door to Shizuka's room not to far off from where she stood and already concluding that to be the epicenter of the belch in question. 

"Hm, but I do know where that burp came from..." No one else she knew could burp that loud and not excuse theirself like Shizuka could. It was something Fuyuko didn't exactly appreciate in Shizuka but, she merely assumed that's just how she is...being something of a tomboy by nature and all that. Of course, this also meant that Shizuka was thoroughly stuffed...and given the current ban on the cupboards there was no possible way she could have gotten anything to eat this time of night. With that in mind, Fuyuko sighed already expecting Shizuka to confess to her as she made her way down the hall and casual slipped into her room. "Alright, Shizuka-AH!" 

Fuyuko nearly jumped out of her skin when she entered the bear girl's den, her widened eyes laying witness to a grossly distended belly that was practically exploding with the cacophony of digestive noises. Shizuka lay on her back, her pudgy hands rubbing the sides of her bulging middle as she set to aide the digestion of something truly massive now stewing in her belly. What seemed to unnerve Fuyuko most about Shizuka's bloated state, wasn't the size of her gut...but the way it was moving, rocking to and fro with a motion she thought wasn't possible for a belly as large as Shizuka's.

"Sh-Shizuka, wha...what in the-!" Was all Fuyuko could manage, her mind still trying to grasp the mere possibility of how Shizuka's belly could stretch to such a size...and why it was squirming, and writhing about in such a manner. "How...how much did you eat...no, WHAT did you eat!?"

"Ooooh...Everything..." Shizuka moaned out, shivering in pleasure at the churning meal inside her and the struggles of what appeared to be trapped inside. "I'm...sorry Fuyu, I just couldn't wait til' tomorrow...I had to eat."

"...D-don't worry about it, we'll...think of something tomorrow. Yohachi will be pretty mad, but...he'll sort something out..." Fuyuko said with a sigh, trying to calm her mind after the scare she just had by simply gazing at Shizuka's excessively swollen abdomen. "By the way, have you seen him anywhere...I can't seem to find him..."

"Uhm...about that..." Shizuka began in a nervous tone, a deep, rolling rumble beginning to ripple from the swell of her stomach as it tried it's best to break down a meal that was actually fighting back against it's attempts to break it down. The kumajin abandoned her attempts to fill Fuyuko in on the dreadful news, and merely went about hushing her loud, rumbling belly and trying to get the overtaxed organ to take things a little more slowly. It didn't seem to stop the myraid of bumps along the veritable mountain of belly fat, in fact, the rocking and rolling of her belly only seemed to increase now, a muffled scream only barely audiable from within and the imprint of a vaugely human figure sliding across the rounded expanse of Shizuka's stuffed belly. 

Fuyuko stood at the foot of the bed, her blood running cold in her veins as she slowly approaching the digestive chaos that lay heavily on Shizuka's plump frame. Her heart began to race as the thoughtful muscle churning in her skull began to piece everything together; the missing Yohachi...the loud belch...Shizuka's quaking belly...it was all beginning to come together. 

"Shi...Shizuka...you..." Fuyuko gasped out breathlessly, covering her mouth in horror at what the final answer came out to be. "You ate Yohachi...!?"

"Mmm, sorry Fuyu...I was sooo hungry after...uhm..." Shizuka's face tinged pink, remembering what happened after Yohachi rubbed her belly to soothe it and recalling how he...

"After you what?" Fuyuko persisted, her already unstable sense of mind pushing her to see just what the hell was going on and what drove her best friend to eat her fiance. "What did you do with Yohachi, Shizuka? Tell me!"

Shizuka bit her lip, wanting to keep the truth within her but...already realizing she had said too much by simply leaving their act together up in the air the way she did. Gulping down a lump in her throat, and promptly belching it back up after a pocket of air shifted in her belly, "Yohachi and me...well, he was massaging my poor belly and it felt rather good. I'm not sure what happened after that but...he suddenly jumped in bed with me and...well...we did it." In other words, Yohachi had sex with the plump kumajin...whilst Fuyuko slept.

At that very moment, Fuyuko's entire world shattered into thousands of pieces, her mind hanging in a sense of disbelief as all was revealed to her en masse. Not only did Yohachi get eaten by his best friend...he also had sex with her before then, effectively cheating her the moment before he was devoured. "H-how could you!? I...I take you into our home and THIS is how you repay me!?" The overbloated bear girl had little time or energy to react to Fuyuko's angered outburst, the scrawny human lunging to the distended belly of her ex-best friened and beating along its sides in a fit of rage and sadness. "Let him out! Let him out NOW!"

"O-oww, hey, quit it! You're -urrp- gonna give me a stomahache!"

"I don't fucking care! You deserve more than a stomachache for what you've done!" Fuyuko snapped, her tone of venomous spite evoking a visible cringe from the stuffed kumajin. "You...monster!"

Another punch jammed into Shizuka's side, the area of impact upsetting a gas bubble in Shizuka's lower belly and sending down through her large intestine. The end result produced a...rather embarassing bout of flatulence. "A-ah, d-don't do that!" Shizuka protested, her plump cheeks bright red from having let go of a backwind as she set to hug her swollen belly in a protective embrace. This, however did little to stop Fuyuko from punching her belly again, this time even harder than before.

"Oww, Stop it, Fuyuko..."

"I hate you! You gluttonous pig!" 

Fuyuko's right arm landed it's strike on Shizuka's belly.

"I said stop."

But she didn't...the anger and hatred she felt toward Shizuka did little to enlighten her of the coming doom that was slowly beginning to hang over head.

"You whore!"

At that moment...something in Shizuka gave way.

"STOP!"

Like an agitated grizzly bear, Shizuka let out a rageful scream, and swung her thick arm right into the side of Fuyuko's head. The unrestrained force of her primal demonic strength only worsening the impact on Fuyuko's head, and nearly cracking her skull in two as she went sprawling into the closet doors. Her limp body collided with the closed doors, knocking them off their hinges and allowing Fuyuko's body to land on the pile of disorganized clothes that lay on the floor, her motionless body doing little to assure Shizuka that she...was going to get back up again. A silence filled the room, the gurgles of digestion being the only means at which that same silence did not completely dominate the room's atmosphere. 

"Fu-Fuyu...?"

There was no answer.

"Fuyuko...get up..."

There was no answer.

Shizuka knew at that point, that Fuyuko was dead. The smaller woman having no way to have survived a full on strike to the head from a demon like herself. Shizuka felt her heart sink deep into her own bloated gut, the reason for all of this now turning back to her own inability to control her instincts. Everything bad that happened tonight...was her fault. Nothing could change the truth, but...she could at least lie about a couple of things...

"I'm...really sorry you two...I really am." Shizuka whispered, feeling Yohachi's struggles beginning to lessen within her as her belly was now winning in their battle. Shizuka betrayed her body's request for her to stay in bed as she hoisted herself onto her feet her immensely bloated stomach. "I hope you have room for one more." Shizuka said to her belly, the organ grumbling in uncertainty as it's owner waddled her way over to Fuyuko's corpse and held it in her arms. Her expression was frozen in a state of terror, her eyes wide from having been struck so suddenly and unable to accept her death as swiftly as it had came. Shizuka sighed, closing the blonde's eyes with her fingers and pausing to give a moment of silence...something her belly didn't seem to want to participate in as it let out the occasional rumble or blurble now and then. With the silence past her, Shizuka opened her fanged maw wide and shoved Fuyuko's body into the damp gullet, her tongue tasting the flesh of her friend and finding it just as delicious as Yohachi's. 

Something about Fuyuko's taste, however, was different from Yohachi...she couldn't readily place it, but Fuyuko was sweeter than him...almost like an immense slice of cake. Shizuka quickly put this thought out of mind, as she resisted the urge to savor any form of pleasure of flavor from her former best friend and continued slurping her limp body down her esophagus, the throat of the kumajin bulging out grotesquely as it stretched to accept the human sized meal and worked on bringing it down for her belly to take care of. Shizuka had little trouble in taking the entirety of Fuyuko inside of her, the blonde's petite frame making thins alot easier for Shizuka as it practically slide down her throat and into the bubbling cauldron of her belly that steadily expanded as it recieved it's second offering. With a loud gulp, Shizuka sucked in Fuyuko's dainty feet and toes, sending it all traveling to where the remainder of her body now came to rest and paused with her head tilted up as she waited for the human's body to fully empty into her belly.

Once the sensation in her throat subsided and Shizuka's already swollen belly now ballooned outward to twice the size it was before, she sat awaiting her tummy's verdict on whether devouring Fuyuko was a good idea or not. The crowded sac let out a few disagreeable grumbles, but eventually insured that the two wouldn't be giving her too much trouble in terms of indigestion. Although the amount of weight she'll pack on from such large meals was absolute. "Sheesh...I'm not looking forward to passin' all this..." Shizuka muttered, feeling her large intestine beginning to swell with the mush of her previous meals and already knowing the pizza will gum up the works even worse once that hit the nethermost region of her bowels. 

Shizuka yawned loudly, a sudden wave of lethargy washing over her swollen frame as her stomach made an order for her brain to kick start Shizuka's hibernation a little early. Not one to sleep on a cold floor, Shizuka fought the laze on her body and wobbled to her soft bed, her belly sloshing about loudly as she flopped onto the mattress and practically broke it thanks to now weighing double that on what she normally did. Shizuka's breath began to soften as she felt her entire body slowing down to a near halt, only her stomach and intestines awake to finish their tough job of digesting the two humans and dealing with that pesky load of extra cheese stewing in the lower part of Shizuka's small intestine. "At least...I managed to put you guys back together..." The bear girl whispered, giving her belly one last rub goodnight before she gave in to the need to slumber and a premature hibernation began in earnest.