Commission by  CMvoreroom

Co-funded by  silvercrusher
Eirin pred is here

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The front entrance door of Eientei slid open slowly without making a noise, and Kaguya stepped in cautiously, trying not to make a peep in the dead of night. The weight of her 3 foot long belly made this quite the struggle, and no matter how much she tried to keep her balance and advance, the wooden floor beneath her creaked and bellowed. The profanity filled threats emitting from her stomach petered out around the time Eientei came into view on the long trail home. Mokou's burning rage wasn't enough to keep her body from burning out.

In her long, long existence, Kaguya had endured enough measures of intense pain that it became second nature. When she lost the weekly deathmatch in a moment of weakness, she was more than a little surprised at seeing Mokou's triumphant smirk be replaced by a dark, wet chasm that proceeded to swallow its wounded prey. Churning into nothing in the gut of her rival while she basked in the glow of Kaguya's old home was a new pedestal of agony and humiliation for the exiled princess.

Shortly after regenerating (and taking a cold shower), Kaguya's fiery spirit outshined even Mokou's, the taste of defeat igniting the vengeance dulled by the safe, cushy years of immortality. When she spotted Mokou in the same spot as before, rubbing her leftover protruding gut tauntingly, Kaguya offered no time for smack talk or finesse, forcing Mokou into the same gastric journey she took in an unreadable fashion.

The princess rubbed and occasionally smacked the protruding head of her expired, melting rival as she continued her cautious, lumbering advance towards her room to sleep off her perfect win. The movement started to bring on a stomach ache as the organ began to work in earnest now that the contents weren't alive and disruptive to the digestive process. Kaguya quickly put her fingers to her lips and muffled an oncoming belch that surely would've brought some of the Inaba out of their slumber.

Her room fast approaching, Kaguya became giddy as she was almost home free, like a drunken teenager stumbling home after curfew. In her joy, she forgot to notice the adjacent open door of Eirin's office.

"Princess." The voice that echoed from the darkened room almost made the princess soil herself while she attempted to open her own door. She turned around quickly, her stomach wobbling and wrinkling her already well worn dress. In the complete blackness of Eirin's office, Kaguya eventually made out a figure sitting ominously in the doctor's chair.

"E-Eirin!? What are you *urrp* doing awake at this hour?" Kaguya's befuddlement left her mouth unprotected as she let loose a loud, wet belch that shot out Mokou's ribbon, letting it splatter unceremoniously in front of Eirin's chair. Eirin muttered a drawn out sigh as she fixed her legs comfortably in her chair.

"Princess, come here..." Eirin's cold, rigid voice sent shivers down Kaguya's slightly hunched spine and she couldn't help but follow her order despite the assumed hierarchy of Eientei.

"This is unbecoming of you, Kaguya. Your mutual hatred of Fujiwara has made you no better than a wild earth animal." She poked at Mokou's stewing form, eliciting another small belch from the lips of an embarrassed Kaguya.

"She began this nonsense! Digesting me like a piece of meat...this was the only way to avenge my honor, and her delicious taste makes up for the inelligence of it all." Kaguya shot back at the shot at her character, forgetting who she was talking to.

"Hmmm...perhaps you're right." Kaguya sighed in relief only to be pulled close by a loose arm to Eirin's face, her cold gaze more visible and horrifying than ever.

"I've grown curious myself...and you require rehabilitation, princess."

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*uurrp* This...Hhnnh~...this won't change anything." Eirin casually rubbed Kaguya's head, her protests and demands of release muffled by the doctor's skin of steel. Thinking on this method of rehabilitation brought on by pure frustration, Eirin soon realized this method wouldn't prove potent in intimidating Kaguya to lessen her mimicry of bizarre murderous tactics. Fighting fire with fire only made the blaze bigger. She most likely succeeding in simply adding herself to this cycle of gluttony, Kaguya already sprinkled with thoughts of giving Eirin the same treatment. If such rebellion were to happen, Eirin figured she could plan ahead. She couldn't deny how mouthwatering her precious ex-royalty managed to be.

As for Mokou, most of her body had accelerated into a fine pulp, but her head still stuck out from both Kaguya and Eirin's belly, a visible cue of the doctor's double bounty. That and the rest of the extra lumpy appendage Kaguya sported. The way Kaguya's head forcibly against Mokou's still one was almost cute to Eirin. Kaguya was partially comforted by this as well, surprisingly. Her ear picked up on the quakeing of her belly, drowning out the boom of Eirin's that foretold her own imminent gastric demise. The phoenix girl was still her catch, regardless of the circumstances. Kaguya vowed to stay alive as long as possible to witness Mokou continue to break down.

Eirin shifted back in her chair, and rubbed her temple in annoyance. Mostly at her own foolishness. Looking on the brighter side, the lunarian thought to herself that eating someone whole was a decent enough spark in a person's endless existence.

"This can *urrp* prove amusing...Maybe Udonge can help add a flavor or two..."

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