Hikage thought of herself as the last person in the world to ever get a Valentine's Day invitation, but here she was, sitting at the park bench where the letter told her to wait. It was slipped under the door of their secret hideout, so her first thought was it had to be a trap, but if that were the case, why not attack right away if they knew their location? It had to be someone she knew, she thought it could be Homura or one of the others, but they wouldn't have made the meeting location at a local park if that were the case. They all looked just as shocked as she was feeling when she read the letter aloud.

"Dear Hikage~
Meet me at your favorite park bench
a quarter past 9 PM
for a special Valentine's Day treat~"

"And there's a kiss mark where you sign your name. Is someone playing a joke on me?" Hikage asked earnestly.

"Oh my! You are going to meet with your secret admirer, right Hikage-chan?" Haruka giggled, giving her a wink.

"W-what, you got a card from someone? No fair, I didn't get anything!" Mirai groaned, puffing her cheeks out while pouting.

"Then I'll be your Valentine, Mirai-chan! Let me go prepare some chocolate covered beansprouts!" Shouted the blonde woman, never missing a chance to insert beansprouts into a conversation.

"H-hey, Yomi, wait, you don't have to-" Mirai stammered, turning to stop her, only to find she had already vanished into the kitchen. She took after her, wanting to avoid being forced to eat beansprouts on Valentine's Day.

"Well, you can't turn down a free meal, Hikage-chan! If all else fails, you'll leave with a full stomach!" Homura said, patting her tight stomach. "Hopefully it's something meaty and filling!"

"Um, I've never heard of a meaty meal on Valentine's Day, but I wouldn't be surprised at this point." Haruka shook her head. They led anything but ordinary lives, after all. "Do take care, Hikage-chan? I would miss teasing you very much if you were not to return." The motherly woman leaned in for a hug, while Hikage simply sighed.

And so, here she was. It was a quarter past 9 PM on the dot, just as the note said. She was scanning the streets for anyone she knew, or at the very least any suspicious activity. It was dead as it usually was at this time of night, this was a place she often came to relax at. Her stomach let out a loud groan, prompting her to give it a rub. She decided to skip out on dinner for now on the off chance it was a meaty dinner, as Homura said.

Suddenly a pair of hands cupped her breast from behind, and she instantly knew who her note came from.

"It had to be you, didn't it..." She moaned as she was groped. A familiar giggle confirmed her suspicions, while the nibble on the ear made her 100% certain. She was too disappointed by the reveal of her 'secret' admirer to shove her off, and just let her have her way for a bit. Katsuragi was surprised herself, but was never one to turn down giving one of her special massages without being slapped in the face. She moaned as she enjoyed the soft tits in her hands, now licking Hikage's neck tenderly.

"Alright, enough." The renegade shook the blonde pervert off of her. She returned her blank gaze with a wide grin.

"Hikage-chan! Just as curvy as ever, I see!" She tasted Hikage's curves with her eyes, enjoying her exposed tummy and thick thighs as much as she always did. "I'm glad you got my note alright, I would have been crushed to not find you waiting for me like a good girl, heh heh!" Katsuragi hopped over the bench and took a seat nice and close next to her Valentine. "So, ready for your special treat?" She leaned in close to whisper into her ear, cupping her face and bringing her eyes to meet her own lust filled ones.

A rather noisy growl from her stomach broke their locked eyes, causing Katsuragi to laugh.

"Say no more, my Valentine. One extra special treat coming right up~" She said with a wink. Hikage wanted to go home already, but she figured she might as well have whatever she had to give her. "Now, close you eyes, my love. What I'm feeding you might taste and sound weird, it's perfectly alright! Just keep swallowing until it's allllll gone!" Hikage was having second thoughts about all this, but decided quelling her hunger was worth putting up with Katsuragi's weird shenanigans for a bit longer.

The renegade ninja closed her eyes, and opened wide. She heard a suspicious fit of giggles, before feeling something enter her mouth. It had an odd texture to it, but the taste was good. She licked and slurped the long piece of meat, as it was fed down her throat. It was thick, and becoming softer as more was fed in. She felt the meat moving, and raised a brow, but kept swallowing as instructed. The giggles from Katsuragi were getting closer now, as more and more of the mystery meat disappeared into her stomach.

She suddenly realized Homura was right, she was being fed a first class meat dinner. It was more appealing to her than chocolates or other sweets, she wouldn't have to bother with dinner later. Perhaps she should give Katsuragi a little more credit, this was a rather nice gesture. Suddenly, a significant amount of wetness hit her lips. She wanted to open her eyes to confirm her suspicions, but decided to play along. Lapping up the juices, a particularly soft and fatty layer of meat slipped into her mouth. She chewed lightly, enjoying how tender it was tasting. Hands met her head and a moan escaped Katsuragi's lips.

That was all she needed to confirm she was currently swallowing the pervert whole. She had to admit, she did taste pretty good. If she wanted to spend Valentine's Day stewing in her guts, she was more than welcome to. Digesting her would be doing a favor to womankind everywhere, never again would they have to fear a surprise grope from the surprisingly skilled ninja. Her tongue and lips slid over her slim tummy, she was now running her fingers through her green hair affectionately. She was surprised to be treated with such love while devouring someone, but was enjoying the sensation.

Finally, her lips met the toughest part to overcome... Katsuragi's massive breasts. They were gigantic, and she could feel them being pressed into her forehead teasingly. This pervert, she was enjoying every second of this.

"Come on, Hikage-chan, finish alllll of your special meal~" The blonde cooed. She was getting a little annoyed, being teased. She opened wide, and began chomping at her breasts. They were squished and stuffed down her snake-like throat. Katsuragi herself was now the one feeling embarrassed, she hadn't expected such a rough assalt on her boobs. Soon enough, the slipped down, leaving her shoulders, head, and arms dangling outside. A few couples passing by stopped to admire the passionate act happening in the park, feeding yourself to you lover was the most you could give them on this day of love.

Hikage wanted to get the rest of her down now, and grabbed her shoulders. She pulled them down, slurping past with ease.

"A-ahhh, go slower, my love! Savor m-" She didn't even get a chance to finish before her head was halfway down her throat. Her long blonde hair was soon being slurped down along with her arms. With one final gulp, her fingers all slipped away to join the massive amount of high quality ninja girl meat stewing in her stomach below. Now sitting on the bench, she finally opened her eyes, and took a look at herself.

Her stomach was massive. She was never a big eater, but Katsuragi was sure to have stretched her stomach a lot. Her curvy form was outlined in a tight bulge, with her thick ass wiggling at the bottom of her belly. She was struggling in pure joy, moaning as Hikage's stomach coated her in wonderfully stinging acids.

"Did you have to force yourself down my throat?" A loud gurgle answered her. "There are easier ways to get closer, you pervert." She poked at the head shaped bulge. She felt a kiss to her finger through her stomach, this girl never ceased to amaze. Only a weird pervert like her got her kicks being digested. Oh well, if that was what she really wanted, she might as well give it to her. She heafted her active stomach up and headed back home.

Hopefully arriving back home with a gut full of girl wouldn't give the rest of her friends any funny ideas, she could imagine them all going out and eating the rest of those Hanzo girls. Or worse yet, each other. Homura and Haruka in particular were the dangerous ones. Maybe they'd end up trying to eat each other? There's no way, they'd probably eat Mirai and Yomi, and then fight over who got to eat the double helping that she had just become.

The treck home had not been kind to Katsuragi. Her form had already softened considerably, and her struggles stopped a few blocks back. Maybe she could play it off as a normal meal? With how much mush Katsuragi was melting into, she was sure to become fat if she survived the night. With a belch, she stepped inside her secret hideout, hoping not to end up on the menu...

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My Valentine's Day commission from  CrossCrescent. Here we have my favorite Senran stuffed with the girl most likely to shove herself down her throat. Hope you enjoy the pic and story to go with it!

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