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Writing by  hibbyjibby

"What?! I-I mean, I didn't mean to do that! Oh goodness, I'm really sorry!" Elly exclaimed in a panicked state, flapping her arms up and down from the sudden rush of action. As a do-gooder, she was usually the one being eaten, and not doing the actual eating. But today, things seemed to have gone a -little- bit different for the lady superhero. The bandit disappeared into her gut within an instant, her bulging form clearly squirming from within. Of course, with being a superhero, Elly's body had incredible strength, making the lady bandit's struggles entirely futile. Within mere moments, the bandit's equipment was melted off, and her nude form could be seen struggling from the outside. She was quite a curvaceous woman, something her gear had hidden somewhat, which combined with Elly's suit only made her prison of flesh tighter and more cramped, thanks to a skintight belly, and a skintight outfit made of rubber, an unintentional courtesy of one Elly Grokgur.

"Just, hold on a second! I'll get you out....somehow...." Elly said quietly, now realizing the gravity of the situation. Her panic was quickly replaced with confusion, not quite sure how to free the female bandit, who's muffled grunts and whimpers could clearly be heard from outside of Elly's belly, accompanied by various digestive noises. Her superhero costume struggled to contain the sudden increase in mass, despite the rubbery material specifically designed to resist wear and tear. Tears and holes could already be seen in it, which annoyed Elly more than anything. She ignored that problem for now, as it was still holding together in most places, and opted to instead focus on the bigger, more pressing issue at hand. Namely, the fact that there was another human being curled up inside her stomach, who's form was squirming, fighting to escape as it slowly churned and gurgled. Eventually however, the more she thought about the scenario, inbetween the very audible gurgles and churning of her stomach, the more her thoughts began to shift from finding a solution to being awed at actually being in this scenario.

"You know, the more I think about it, the more I'm impressed I actually did that. I've had it happen to me so often, but this? Even I didn't expect this. I wouldn't even know how to get you out in the first place....And I gotta admit, it's...kinda satisfying to not be on the receiving end of something like this." Elly thought to herself, shyly poking at the head of the female bandit from the outside. In response, she could feel the bandit move and fidget from the inside, complete with the sounds of digestion and muffled, clearly angry and fearful moaning. After a few moments had passed, though not necessarily quiet or peaceful ones, Elly decided to get back up onto her feet, and do her best at attempting to walk forward, despite the huge increase to weight in the front of her body. "Well uhh, I guess it's decided then. You're a criminal, and it'd take more effort getting you out than just...you know, letting you uh, digest. It's a bit embarrassing to admit but, you did taste really good, even more so since I usually don't have a lotta cash for a good meal. Plus, I think your tanned skin had an interesting twist to it....Huh, am I really a champion of justice if I kind of enjoy this?"

Elly began to think to herself, before a particularly loud 'blorping' and gurgle could be heard. Elly's stomach wasn't accustomed to this sort of meal, so it'd take awhile for the lady bandit to completely digest. No one was around in this part of town as well, so Elly simply shrugged, put a smile on her face, however embarrassed she felt, and decided to walk home, a full stomach keeping her company the entire journey home. She needed a rest, and figured she'd make the best of the situation. A smile full of guilty pleasure spread across her face, her hands absentmindedly kneading and massaging the bandit woman's form, deciding to get the maximum enjoyment out of an unforeseen 'problem'.

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