“At last! After thirty days of community service I’m free! Time to conquer Earth!” cackled Zita as she stepped down the steps of the police station.

	“Hold on Zita, now I may be your lowly mutant servant, but I am also your correctional officer too. You can’t even go conquering this municipality without breaking your probation.” said the hunched over humanoid.

	“Shut up Harold!” Zita snapped, bashing him over the head with her staff, “I’m the Queen of the Negative Zone! I didn’t bust my ass and get a green card for nothing! I plan to turn this pathetic dirt planet into my new kingdom whether Officer Jenny likes it or not!”

	As Zita walked down the street, with Harold a few steps behind her, she tapped her fingers against her chin, trying to figure out her next course of action now that she was a free to walk the streets once again.

	“Hmm. The whole reason I was put in the slammer in the first place was thanks to that brainless tart that works at that cursed Super Science Squad. Every single one of my monsters has been pummeled, blasted, and blown to bits thanks to her ridiculous magical moves!”

	“It doesn’t help that they were all made out of cheap foam rubber too.” said Harold.

	“Silence!” she yelled, whacking him across the face, “I don’t need you to tell me the obvious. I figured my minions are on the weak side. All I need to do is think things on a more strategic level. If she is purely offensive, then I need to counter it by being pure defense.”

	“Well duh.” Harold muttered.

	“All I need is some inspiration.” Zita said, looking around the street at the various shops.

	“Why not just make a big bomb and blow everything up?”

	“And you wonder why you remain a lowly servant you pea brain. All future evil rulers can only create monsters based on wacky themes. Speaking of which…” she grinned, eyeing the local pizza parlor, “I think I may have found our ultimate weapon.”

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	“My I ask what logical human specimen wakes up at the crack of dawn?” said a small winged creature, as it yawned, trying to stay afloat.

	“Someone who wants to get to class on time.” Akiko said, as she waited for the light to turn on the crosswalk.

	“On time? You’re in high school right? Shouldn’t you be running late to class with a piece of bread in your mouth, bumping into the class tough guy with the heart of gold while showing off your obscene bear print underwear?”

	Akiko raised her eyebrow at her strange looking companion. “Are you serious Kerebos?”

	“Yes I’m serious. I’m a living life form that was created through several grueling hours of gut wrenching vivisection, then forced to watch silly cartoons nonstop all in order to find the perfect candidate to receive the magical crystal wristwatch.”

	“And that perfect candidate happens to be a fifteen year old American born Japanese girl in high school?”

	“That is exactly correct.”

	“Man, does the government know how to waste money or what.” Akiko said, rolling her eyes. She never asked to join such an organization, but they were rather, persuasive, especially when pulling up her permanent record. Though to be fair, all those government benefits did help out in adding to her weekly allowance.

	The magical crystal wristwatch attached to her arm happened to blink at that moment, alerting Akiko to a urgent message.

	“Don’t look now girly, but one of those brain-dead government employees is trying to give you a call.” said Kerebos.

	“Yeah yeah, I know.” she said, as she flipped open the top of the watch, revealing a high tech communication device. “What is it Norton?”

	“Ah, glad you finally decided to answer Akiko.” said a young looking man, wearing a comically oversized pair of glasses that obscured his eyes. “I’m sorry to say that our dear friend Zita has decided to break her parole early by sending her newest monster loose in the eastern district.”

	“And let me guess, you need me to stop this generic hundred meter tall menace, again.”

	“That is what you are on the payroll for. Just please get here quickly, I don’t think our agents can keep back the homeless for too much longer.” with that said, Norton cut off his side of the call.

	“Homeless?” said a confused Kerebos.

	“Whatever, lets get this over with. No one is around us right?”

	“Conveniently no.”

	“Thank god, this is embarrassing enough as it is. Okay here we go.” Akiko took a deep breath, holding her wrist in front of her face, pressing a button on the side of her watch. “Transform! Magical Pretty Ranger Girl Deckaranger Green!”

	With a flash, her body was enveloped in a Technicolor swirl, beams of light flashing as her wristwatch activated its main function, transforming the fifteen year old body of Akiko into a eighty meter tall woman in a skin tight costume.

	Looking at the small buildings around her, Akiko sighed. “I swear, that name gets longer every time I say it.”

	“Ever since it was hacked by those script kiddies we had to add some more security to it.” said Kerebos as flapped around her face like a fly.

	“Yeah, I’m sure. Also.” she pointed to her skirt. “I’m pretty sure this wasn’t as short as last time. You can practically see my ‘obscene’ underwear at this point. And this hair.” Akiko rain her finger through one of her long blonde pigtails. “Looks like that stupid Sailo-”

	“Purely coincidence I assure you.” interrupted Kerebos. “All blame should be directed at our imaginatively bankrupt Japanese pop culture loving scientist.”

	“Norton huh. Well, that at least explains why I was chosen. He’s lucky I didn’t report him to the police since I’m under eighteen.”

	“There’s time for questioning the taste of our superiors later. There is a monster to defeat Magical Pretty Girl I suggest to get right to it as soon as possible.”

	“Great. Guess I’ll be late to school then. Thanks a lot Zita, you jerk.” said Akiko, as she carefully made her way through the city, making sure not to smash any of the expensive housing along the way.

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	“Oh man, being a several hundred ton giant is freaking tiring.” huffed Akiko as she tried to catch her breath. “I’m surprised my bones haven’t collapsed under their own weight yet.”

	“It’s science dear. Might as well be magic to me.” said Kerebos. “Now if you are done questioning the absurdity of your powers, might you please stop that monster over there before it steps on all of those nuns?”

	“Uh yeah.” Akiko didn’t need to be told twice, as it was hard to miss Zita’s newest monstrous creation. “Man, I think all that time in the slammer really got to her this time.”

	It towered above her by nearly 20 meters, as it shambled throughout the city, crushing buildings in its wake. True to what Zita promised, the monster Akiko was facing was a towering blob of living food, pizza to be precise. As it walked toward her, its outstretched arms dripped cannonball sized globs of melted cheese onto the street below, crushing various automobiles.

	“Blergh. It looks so greasy I can just feel my skin breaking out in zits.” she blanched. It continued to shamble forward, and Akiko could not help but retreat backward, not really wanting to come in contact with the bubbling monster.

	“Hey what are you doing? Go in there and fight. You get paid by the monster, not by the hour.” Kerebos said, flitting about her ear like a mosquito. Akiko resisted the urge to slap him out of the air like the pest he was being.

	“I know that. But do you think I want to touch that? Whatever, I’ll just fry it to a crisp.” She knelt down, forming her arms in a cross like gesture. “Hope you like your pizza extra well done Zita!”

	A giant beam of incandescent light erupted forth from her arms, aiming itself right at the monster. Unfortunately for her, instead of deep frying the creature, her attack simply went right through it, exiting the other side without much trouble and into a high rise building in the distance.

	“Uh oops. Hope anyone wasn’t in there.”

	“As long as no one is filming there isn’t. Also that is coming out of your pay.” said Kerebos.

	“Ah screw this. I hope you like a fist in the face you gooey freak!”

	Running up to the monster, Akiko threw a punch with as much force as she could, but as expected, all that resulted was her arm getting stuck halfway into the monster’s greasy cranium.

	“Ah gross!” she gagged, as she tried to pull out her hand, finding it difficult due to the sticky melted mass.  Finally managing to get herself unstuck, she hesitated a moment, before venturing to sniff her grease covered glove. “Huh, garlic.”

	“Just what are you doing?” Kerebos sighed. “This is no time for smelling body fluids.”

	“Hey, just what am I supposed to do? It’s a living pile of melted sauce and cheese. I can’t really do much against it. Just be glad Zita is obsessed with aesthetics over practicality, I mean, this thing doesn’t even have crust fangs or claws.” Akiko responded.

	“I don’t care. Your job is to defeat Zita’s creations, not analyze them. Now do your job before I have to dock your pay.”

	“Fine. Stupid mutant cat.” she mumbled. She allowed herself to try and form a plan. And after a few moments of ruminating it over, with the scent of heavy spices wafting in the air, decided to go with the obvious.

	“Well if you can’t beat em, eat em I guess.” Akiko declared, reaching forth and grabbing a chunk of the monster’s shoulder and popping it into her mouth without hesitation. “Oh thank god, its not terrible, just really oily.” she said, with a mouthful of living pizza, which kinda unnerved her a bit, though she tried to put that in the back of her mind as she swallowed the chewed pieces.

	“Well, that’s a bit unconventional, but whatever works I suppose. At least this saves us money on the cleanup costs.” Kerebos added.

	“Mmmph whatever.” Akiko absentmindedly responded as she tore another piece of the monster off and stuffed it into her mouth. The gooey creature just quivered and gave a low moan, apparently not having enough cognizant awareness to realize it was being eaten by a building sized teenager.

	And so it went on, with the monster giving a occasional pathetic growl as Pretty Ranger stuffed her face with a seemingly endless glob of living pizza. After what seemed like a eternity, or rather twenty five out of a thirty minute time slot, she popped the last morsel of oily cheese and sauce into her mouth, grunting with effort as she forced it down into the cramped and bloated confines of her stomach.

	“Oooooh -urp-, excuse me.” Akiko said, excusing herself as best as a giant spandex glad girl could under such bizarre conditions. “Remind me not to do this again. I don’t think my figure can take eating a monster every week.” She gingerly patted her stuffed middle as she slumped slowly to the floor, the weight of the still quivering meal inside her finally catching up with her.  Her belly was almost as twice as large as her, obscuring most of her visions. Amazingly her suit did not tear, the green fabric stretching to inhuman limits around the orb of her gut. She sat there, trying to catch her breath after such a impromptu stomach busting meal.

	“Well, I can’t say this was the most effective way of getting rid of the target. But at least you did the job.” Kerebos spoke up.

	“Yeah hooray. Can you please leave me alone now? I’m trying not to fall into a pizza coma here.”

	“Well well well,” a familiar voice cackled by one of the remaining standing buildings, “I see my magnificent monster has completed his task and reduced the precious heroine of the city into a whimpering pile of blubber!”

	“Zita?” Akiko groaned, trying to rise to her feet, but finding herself unable to life the boulder of her middle off the ground. “What are you talking about you poorly dressed freak?”

	“What? Did you honestly think I was stupid enough to create a monster out of food for nothing? It did its job perfectly in reducing you into a gorged blimp, unable to fight back!”

	“Please, I’ve eaten far worse after my winter diets. A lumbering pizza monster is nothing to a young teenage girl’s metabolism, other than a couple of unwanted pounds of course.” Akiko bragged, patting the side of her belly proudly, accidentally eliciting another small burp out of her stuffed insides.

	“Oh really? Well then I do hope to see you next week then. And to be sure to bring that appetite with you as well hahahahaha! Come now Harold! To the elevator!” Zita bellowed.

	“Oh man, it took us almost a hour getting up here…” the minion moaned, his head hanging as he obediently followed his maniacally laughing master.

	“Man, what a nutbar. Can you seriously believe she thinks this is enough to beat me? That old bat is losing her touch. A couple of hundred tons of pizza is nothing for a superhero’s digestive system, right Kerebos?”

	“Mmm yeah.” he replied absentmindedly, giving Akiko’s gurgling stomach a quick once over with his eyes. Though Akiko couldn’t tell the sounds and motions her gut were making was equivalent to a small earthquake, the ground shaking from the organ’s movements in attempting to start digesting its largest meal ever.

	“Heh, won’t she be surprised to see me lithe and trim as ever next time we meet. Yup, just give me a week and this will be out of me in no time!”

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-Two weeks later-

	“Ooooooooooooough….get this thing outta meeeee….” Akikio loudly moaned, wriggling her legs and feebly clutching at her sides in obvious pain and discomfort.

	“Hm I should have know this was a bad idea from the get go.” Kerebos stated.

	“T-Then why didn’t you warn me! Oh oh oh! Not another one!” she panted, as she felt another gaseous bubble form in the depths of the violent digestive soup within her stomach. Bracing herself as best she could as it traveled up and out of her throat, the loud belch erupting from her lips. She didn’t even try to restrain herself, finding out the hard way that trying to keep a burp in was a far more painful alternative than maintaining her teenage femininity, especially after the umpteenth time.

	“Sorry, I am not well versed in the feeding habits of magical girls and their consequences.”

	Akiko was all ready to unleash another earful at her inconsiderate partner, when a digestive cramp ran through, cutting her off. Suffice to say that in retrospect, eating a huge living food monster may not have been the best of ideas.

	Especially if you had to return to your original size, organs included, after the timer ran out.

	At the time she swore she was on the verge of exploding. Watching in fear and shock as she grew smaller and smaller, and her belly, and its contents, remaining the same gargantuan size. This time her garment did not survive the transformation, her normal everyday school outfit not having the benefit of being tailored by genius scientists, therefore exploding into shreds the moment she return to normal size. It wasn’t the first time she was rendered near nude in public before, but looking and feeling like she had swallowed a whale took precedence over her sense of shame.

	If her mind was more clearer at that moment, she would have noted that she looked for a all the world like a canary that had swallowed a cat, no worse, a elephant! Though her immensely huge pink belly was still the same building size, the fact that her small body was now attached to it made it all the more startling.

	Thankfully she wasn’t left to the elements, and paparazzi, for too long. The Super Science Squad quickly swarmed onto the scene, mind wiping and silencing the public in due order and utilizing the cutting edge of transportation to haul her titanic form to a remote facility for quarantine.

	She was quite perturbed that first night. Who wouldn’t be after finding yourself bloated to the size of a sizable mountain. But she was assured that she would pass this in due time. And so a day passed. Then another, then another until a whole two weeks had passed and the ocean of slowly swirling ocean of digestive fluids and cheese formed themselves into, quite literally this time, a immovable mountain inside her achingly stretched stomach. For hours on end the poor taxed organ tried its best to shove the tens of thousands of tons of living cheese into her intestines, but failing at every attempt to push the ungodly cheesy wad down further into her system, only succeeding in forming rather painful gas bubbles intermittingly.

	So there she lay, stuck atop of her Mt. Fuji sized belly for an entire two weeks, unable to see anything but the rumbling pink mass of her stomach all around her, riding the digestive waves like a surfer on a fleshy ocean, blearily watching as the skin moved as if it had a mind of its own as it squeezed and pushed at the rock hard contents within.

	“Uuuunngggg…why isn’t this digesting at all -uuuuurrrp- Kerebos?” Akiko wheezed, as another hefty belch ruffled past her lips.

	Before Kerebos could even answer, the sounds of soft footsteps were heard coming from the entrance.

	“Well, cheese is a diary product, which not only has trouble digesting in those which have a trouble with lactose, but has proteins which are notorious for binding together into a hard substance. And as you can see, ingesting thousands of tons of it only worsened the effect.”

	“Ah, so glad you could join us Professor Norton.” Kerebos said, not sounding excited to see his creator in the least.”

	“Sounding peppy as always Blue XIV. And what about our rather expensive Magical Pretty Ranger Girl Deckaranger Green? Feeling any better today?”

	“Why didn’t no one tell me my stomach was super powered only when in Ranger mode…” Akiko cried. “All this time I thought eating silly amounts and gaining nothing was just my metabolism.”

	“Well eating a hamburger then transforming into Ranger mode is quite different than eating a monster in Ranger mode then reverting. Seems quite obvious when you logically think about it.”

	“Well not for me you…you stupid Japanophile!” Akiko squeaked, flailing her legs uselessly against her tummy in anger.

	“L-Let’s not toss around that word so cavalierly Ms. Akiko. No one would have guessed Zita would have created such a creature, expecting you to take the drastic course of devouring it. Cleary she is far more clever than we give her credit for.” Norton said.

	“I don’t care if she was as smart as L! I just want this damn thing outta me Norton! Don’t you eggheads have anything in that stupid lab of yours that can fix this!” Akiko yelled, pounding at her sides, though she regretted it immediately once her planetoid middle let out an angry sounding rumble, a fresh round of cramps shooting through her system. “Owie owie owie…I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please stop cramping, I promise I won’t do that again so please -hurp- stop…” she pleaded, trying to sooth her violently grumbling gut like it were a irritable child in the womb. 

	“I’m afraid we’ve exhausted all the convential methods.” Norton said, watching as Akiko traced calming circles over the skin of belly with her fingers, trying her best to keep it as quiet and still as possible. “Prune juice, fiber supplements, laxatives,  even warm milk and calming music. Transforming only has a limit of a thirty minutes maximum, then it is back to this state. And we can’t run the risk of surgery, I’m afraid you just might, well, pop once the scalpel makes contact.”

	“But I don’t want to be stuck digesting this stupid monster forever! My social life will be ruined if I have to show up to class like this!” Akiko moaned.

	“I think Professor,” Kerebos interjected, “is the more pressing matter on how we shall go about defending the city with our Ranger being stuck here.”

	“No to worry, our foreign branch has sent us a temporary replacement for the time being.” Norton said.

	“The German girl?” Kerebos asked.

	“Hooorp! Her? Ugh, why? She’s just popular because of her fiery temper and massive ego. I don’t know why everyone drools all over her when she treats everyone like crap.” Akiko complained.

	“Well she gets the job done, and that is all that matters. Though I would have preferred they sent the nice girl from China instead myself.” Norton added.

	A awkward silence hung in the air for a moment punctuated with another belch from Akiko.

	“Er, anyway Professor, is sending that girl into the field the best idea under current circumstances?” asked Kerebos.

	“Whatever do you mean?”

	“Well, doesn’t that girl have a rather unhealthy penchant for…”

	But before Kerebos could finish, a non descript marine barged in, sweating profusely from the effort of running all the way to this remote facility from the looks of it.

	“Sir! We have a major problem!”

	“Oh dear, what is it soldier?”

	“It is Ranger Red sir! Zita brought out this….huge living chocolate bunny, and well, the girl, well, just went nuts!”

	“Don’t tell me she ate it?” Norton said, already knowing the answer once it left his mouth.

	“All one hundred and twenty meters of it sir! Just look!” he hastily pulled a manila packet from his satchel, handing it over to the professor.

	“Oh my.” Norton sighed, looking over the series of photos, clearly detailing Ranger Red, now back in human sized form, drunkenly smiling with a face smeared full of chocolate, laying atop a belly just as massive as Akiko’s in the middle of the city. “At this rate Zita will turn the whole world’s reserves of Magical Girls into globular tubs.”

	“Quite ingenious if you ask me.” said Kerebos.

	“I better get back to HQ and try to figure out what to do to solve this crises with the others. Come on Blue XIV, we’ll have to extract necessary information from your spinal cord again.”

	“Oh happy days.” Kerebos said unenthusiastically as he followed Norton out of the room.

	“H-Hey what about me Professor!” Akiko yelled, futilely trying to crane her neck over the horizon of her belly.

	“Just stick tight and let that pass! Sometimes the best cure is to let nature take its course!” Norton offered as he left the room, the soldier securely locking the facility and turning off the lights.

	“I don’t see what is so natural about having a belly full of mushy pizza monster.” Akiko grumbled in the dark. Her stomach gave a insistent rumble, echoing off the walls of the lonely facility. “Oh hush, you can’t possibly be hungry, there is enough food in there to feed America’s homeless for generations.” Seemingly offended by this, her gut sent up a sharp cramp, making her wince in pain. “Erk! Geeze sorry. Fine, if we ever get outta this I’ll try you to a big bowl of ramen.” Apparently pleased, the cramp ceased, replaced by a soft warmth of digestive pops.

	“There we go, that’s a good girl.” Akiko warmly smiled, patting what she could reach of her belly. Her smile quickly turned into a frown once she realized what she was doing. “I think I might be going stir crazy, I can’t believe I’m actually conversing with my stomach.” She rested her head on the creamy surface of her belly, listening to the loud sounds emanating within. “Though I gotta admit, it beats being totally alone I guess, not having to worry about fighting stupid monsters, taking stupid tests, stupid boys trying to look up my skirt, and especially not having to listen to that stupid cat thing always following me around.” The digestive rhythm seemed to calm her, the gentle splashing of acids hitting the wall of cheese reminding her of the beach. She felt her body relax for the first time in a long time. No social pressures or life threatening situations to worry about. Just her alone, relaxing on top of the world’s largest fleshy water bed. “I could get used to this I guess.” she sighed happily.

	Unbeknownst to her, with all her muscles relaxed the sphincter of her small intestines finally opened up, ready to accept the stomach’s contents. The poor ring of muscle was of course completely unprepared once the sheer wall of solidified mozzarella slammed into it. This set of a cavalcade of chain reactions, as the motion displaced veritable lake of digestive fluids, freeing up large pockets of air. This only got worse as the stomach, desperately trying to free itself of its load, kept pushing the melted diary with all the force it could, making Akiko grunt from the violent spasms.

	“W-What’s going on in there?” she asked, gasping as her gigantic belly sprang to life, rocking from side to side. She felt something large begin to rise up, and into her esophagus. “No way…that’s too muuuuuuuuUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRP!” she belched, the eructation bellowing past her throat. 

	“Oh god, pardon me…” was all she could say, as she put a hand to her mouth. Her eyes widened as she felt the beginning of her still undigested meal begin to force its way into her small intestines. She didn’t think it was physically possible, but her mouth hung open in awe as she felt the sensation of her intestinal sphincter stretch and stretch beyond all possible measure. She didn’t think her body was capable of such feats, especially in non-Ranger form. “I-I guess my tummy does have some super powers after all…” she whispered, still too dumbstruck to say much else. Already the once tiny ring of muscle had dilated to hundreds of times beyond its normal size, and what was worse, it wasn’t even nearly one-fourth of the way around the mass of cheese yet.

	Akiko gulped, realizing she was in for the long haul of this digestive adventure. Squirming as best she could, she curled her toes as the intestinal wall began to stretch as well, trying its best to start to break down the hardy diary substance. Without any warning, a massive portion of cheese was pinched off by the intestines, making her yelp like a girl whose butt was squeezed on the Tokyo Metro.

	“D-Damn you Zita, I swear if I ever see you again, I’ll make sure its you who takes a nice and relaxing trip down my colon!”

	Giving one last belch, Akiko slumped forward onto the quaking mass of her belly, finally surrendering herself to her body’s digestive monsoon, praying that they wouldn’t dock her pay from all the plumbers that would eventually have to be called in.