Yet again, Michael had scared Evan, who continued to do nothing in response to his older brother’s bullying; aside from cowering in fear, of course. It was a constant thing between the brothers and Elizabeth was reaching her own limits in response to it. She really was starting to get embarrassed about even being related to Evan when he couldn’t even stand up for himself!
 
The situation was made even worse in her eyes as she was five years old, while Evan was ten! If anyone she had contact with, present or future, found out about Evan being like this, it would reflect badly on her! She definitely couldn’t have that! All her friends would make fun of them!
 
Still, for as upset as she was with him, they were family and he might still be useful for something or another down the line, so she decided to at least give him another chance. If she does this well enough, maybe she can get him to only listen to her and get him in her debt…
 
As such, Elizabeth impatiently waited and plotted for the future, about everything that she could make him do after he was in her debt. Thankfully, before long, they ended up alone at home! Their father was at the diner and their mom out grocery shopping with Michael. As such, she was in a prime position to offer Evan that last chance.
 
It… Went worse than she expected. A lot worse.
 
It was one thing to be scared of Michael, not that she herself was scared of him, but Evan was in such a state that even she managed to scare him! As they “talked”, he only retreated further and further into himself, his legs shaking as he held his Fredbear plush closer to his chest as if it was his only lifeline.
 
He was just too scared of Michael. So hopelessly scared and as she got more and more impatient with the fact that he was not only not listening to her, but he was obviously getting more and more scared of her as well. It was pathetic!
 
She stomped her foot on the ground and repeated the simple words for the umpteenth time, giving ample pause to try and get the words through to him. “I’m telling you! You need! To stand up! And defend yourself!” Why was that so hard to understand!?
 
“I-I can’t!” He was on the verge of crying.
 
“Yes, you can!” Why was he so useless!
 
“B-B-But—!” As he started to stammer again and make the same excuses he had been for the past few minutes, which felt like hours to Elizabeth, she lost her wits and stomped over to him in a few short steps. “E-Eli—?!”
 
He was unable to even finish his high-pitched exclamation before she punched him in the gut. In spite of his position at the time, he managed to stay standing, so she punched him again and again, pummelling him until he fell down to the ground, after which she threw a few more hits for good measure.
 
His face, now even more fearful, looked at her, his mouth opening— Only for his voice to fail him as she got even closer and licked his face. The combined shock of the pummelling, combined with the sudden lick, shut him up completely with utter confusion. The confusion quickly turned to horror however as Elizabeth wordlessly opened her mouth, which continued to stretch.
 
Evan watched in horror as Elizabeth's mouth stretched far wider than anything he'd ever seen. In the next moment, he found his face engulfed and everything turned wet and dark. In one “bite” she managed to engulf his face and continued to move on, his whole head inside her mouth in a matter of moments as he remained frozen in surprise and horror.
As her lips started going over his neck, her teeth lightly grazing him, he managed to snap out of it and try to struggle. “W-Wait! What are you doing!” He demanded in a panic as he tried to flail his arms around and get her to stop.
 
With her mouth full, she couldn’t give him a response in the first place, instead simply grabbing on to his arms and pinning them to his side, stopping most of his struggles even if he was still trying, and failing, to accomplish something with his legs. For a cry-baby, Elizabeth had to admit that Evan almost tasted rather good, though the taste quickly left her mouth, unable to be experienced in her throat.
 
She was smaller than him and he was twice her age, but he was unable to overpower her as she quickly moved along his body. Her mouth was rather small one way or another, meaning that even just swallowing half of his head had started putting the top of his head into her neck. By the time she crossed his neck, she could just about feel him expanding her torso, giving her a weird feeling in her chest.
 
Her chest was full of weird feelings, really, such as excitement and an absolute rush. This was why she had waited until they were home alone. No one could stop her now!
 
He was still wearing clothes, which quickly removed his taste as she quickly moved along his body, taking more and more of him inside as fast as she could. She should have time, but she would rather not take any unnecessary risks.
 
As Evan tried to squirm and kick in protest to his situation, yelling incoherent words, he only made his situation worse, pushing and squirming his body deeper into his sister rather than out of her, or getting her to stop. The constant movement he managed in the tight confines of her body and inner tissue pushed the lining of her esophagus aside, making further passage inside even easier and preventing her from actually choking or having to stop.
 
Not that Evan or even Elizabeth really knew that. She was simply concerned and busy with swallowing him, gulping with all her strength while holding his body tightly, while he still believed that he had some chance of survival and escape. When she no longer had to keep his arms pinned, as they had lost the full range of movement, he gained just a bit more hope, even if the situation was utterly hopeless.
 
In a matter of moments from when she started, Evan’s head was being pushed into her stomach, hung above her stomach acids. He couldn’t see the fate that awaited him, but he felt his face stinging simply by being in close proximity. He was quickly tipped into them as well, his head expanding Elizabeth’s stomach and making it bulge out as it began to contain her “meal”.
 
She was already at the end of his upper arms, working her way along his waist and to his elbows when she noticed something odd. Through it all, Evan had somehow managed to hold on to his plush. Even as she held his arms in place, even when he was trying to flail, even as she was swallowing his arms, he managed to hold on to it.
 
It made Elizabeth unreasonably angry. She had no idea what was so good about that toy and why he was so attached to it, but instead of just throwing it away like she probably should have even before all of this, she used her arms to push against it, push it further against his body as she continued to swallow him. If he liked it so much, then he could get eaten along with it!
 
As the plush and his hands were pushed up against his gut, Evan felt the wind being forced out of his lungs. Some of the stomach acid went into his mouth as he forcefully exhaled. The burning feeling against his head and now in his mouth further drove the hopelessness of the situation as he started yelling again.
 
Elizabeth ignored her brother’s pleas for mercy and for her to stop. He didn’t listen to her, so why should she listen to him!? Instead, she just continued swallowing, lifting what was left of his body up above herself and letting it slide down with the additional assistance of gravity, just barely being able to swallow at a proper pace.
 
Evan’s face bulged out of her stomach as it was forced further and further against its walls. More and more of his body joined him in her stomach and he once more devolved into barely coherent words, the outline of his mouth moving being visible against Elizabeth’s stomach even if the words were muffled, nonsensical crying that they were.
 
Rather quickly, she got to his feet. Once she had gotten a good pace going, it was rather easy to swallow his thin waist, crotch, thighs and legs, all the way until his feet were the only thing still poking out of her mouth. She reached up to her mouth, taking his shoes and socks off before swallowing once more.
 
Somehow, she felt like the last gulp was far stronger and louder than the ones that had come before it. The last gulp, which took his feet into her mouth, allowing her to close her mouth and completely seal her brother behind her lips.
 
Her stomach was massive and heavy, larger than herself in its roundness and heavier than she was as she gave it a few strokes, feeling the outline of her brother. Still, she managed to slowly force herself back on her feet and walk-dragged herself to the nearby couch.
 
The weight was unwieldy, but somehow pleasant, his further struggles making her feel even weirder, sparking giggles to escape her now empty mouth. Triumphant and ticklish giggles continued to sound out in the now emptier house as she properly sat down on the edge of the couch, her stomach hanging down in front of her and resting against the floor even in her current position.
 
“Why… Why did you eat me!?” Evan managed to yell, his tears obvious even in his voice.
 
“…To make you stand up for yourself!” That was not the reason, but Elizabeth went with the first lie that came to mind.
 
“Huh?”
 
“So, come on!” She encouraged. Petting-slapping her stomach. “Stand up for yourself and tell me to let you out!”
 
“L-Let me out…” He already lost some of the energy. He had been yelling about that for a while, so the voice was further filled with disbelief that that was all that it would take.
 
It was, of course, not all that it would take. “You can do better than that!”
 
“L-Let me out!”
 
“Hmm… Not good enough.” She teased, poking at her gut. “Louder.”
 
“Th-This isn’t funny! Let me out!!”
 
It was very fun for her though. “Louder~”
 
This went on for a few minutes; Elizabeth continued to poke and play with her stomach while effectively telling Evan to beg for his life with more and more conviction. Rather than determination however, all Evan was getting more and more of was fear as he continued to struggle, making outlines and bulges against her belly.
 
Every now and then, she would burp in response as he managed to push out some of the air, which should have been precious to him beyond description, out of her stomach. A few times, she even only burped in response to an instance of his begging and he begged louder, as had quickly become the expected response.
 
The plush that he had been holding on to was already pretty much gone. It melted from her stomach acids and he could feel more and more of the same against his own skin, prompting him to scream in horror and beg, louder and louder, without needing further prompting. His face started to burn as he continued to cry and cry out in despair, yet Elizabeth was only growing more entertained by the whole display.
 
The feeling of holding his life in her hands, of being in control of the life of another person was exhilarating to Elizabeth. She waited for a few more moments, burping again… “Sorry, Evan… You’re just food now.”
 
She was in no way sorry about this. “Elizabeth!!!!” Well, at least he was getting louder, even if it took the approaching end of his life for it to happen… “I’m your brother! You-You can’t do this!!!!!”
 
She can and she was. “You’re never getting out Evan. Never!”
 
With that final mocking, she decided to try and make things go a bit faster, pushing herself off the couch and making her way to her room. Her belly still dragged and weighed her down considerably, but she could almost feel him vanishing at a slightly increased pace. She could already feel that he was, overall, softer, as the acids continued to burn his skin and eat into his flesh, breaking him down as they would any food.
 
And that was almost all he was now as Elizabeth went into her room. He was food, but he was also a continued source of entertainment that she almost didn’t want to let go… But that was outside of her power, so she just decided to enjoy it for as long as she could.
 
o.O.o.O.o
 
Once in her room, Elizabeth continued to mess with her stomach and former brother. She had thought that it wouldn’t last quite as long, but the hours were passing by. They flew by for her, of course, as time tends to do when one is having fun, but they were agonizing for Evan as his body was broken down, leaving him unable to even struggle.
 
He couldn’t feel most of his body anymore, couldn’t move his limbs, or anything else, really. It was a miracle that he was even still alive, but it would not last. Yet, even in the face of the end. “Please… I don’t want to die like this… Not here…”
 
He begged Elizabeth one last time but she let out one more burp which shook her room. Her stomach tensed up, pressing up even further against what was left of his body. She was not sure if it was related to each other, or just well timed, but one way or another, she simply felt that Evan was not alive anymore.
 
Clenching her stomach, she further felt his body getting broken down, her stomach starting to shrink… Yet a new tightness forming in her clothes. Reaching back, she could just about feel her ass growing, straining against her underwear, as her belly got smaller and smaller, losing what little shape there had been to her brother a few moments prior.
 
That was… A bit annoying. It was better than having a loser of a brother, but having a fat ass was also going to get her teased!
 
—Before she could truly let all that settle in however, she heard the doorbell ring. Roselle and Michael must have returned from the shopping trip… How convenient.
 
Elizabeth licked her lips. While they weren’t quite as bad as Evan was… Elizabeth did feel like she still had an appetite that should be sated. She also had two more victims, so… The next thing she had to do was obvious, wasn’t it?