Was reading some lore on Juri from Street Fighter and got inspired to write a story. Story was so fun I had to get a commission. Commission was so perfect I gotta make it a series!

Here's the first piece, done by the immensely talented : willudie: . Go check their stuff out, will ya?

Story by me, enjoy!

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The cool night air is bracing against Cammy’s legs. Her boots quickly run along the dust-caked ground. The long, empty warehouse floors echo as she finds her way to a massive door hidden down an inconspicuous hallway. Rats scatter as she stands before the huge barrier.

“This must be the one,” she quips as she swiftly jumps to kick the hinge off the heavy door. The clatter of metal against tile clangs as the giant rectangle topples forwards. Cammy stomps inside to find…

No one.

An empty, cobweb laced lab is all that greets her as she enters. The stunning woman grits her teeth, balling up her gloved fist as she slowly walks to a nearby computer terminal. The advanced laboratory is lined with automated research systems, gps tracking terminals, and several workstation setups. S.I.N’s striking insignia hangs, plastered over the wall surrounding the oddly shaped lab.

“A S.I.N Lab, right in her own back yard… Dammit.”

Cammy makes note of a particularly well lit part of the room, with a tiny table bearing a disk lying flatly in a spotlight. Drawn in vibrant purple marker, the words “WATCH ME, KILLER BE!” stare back at the flabbergasted MI6 operative as she nears it. She winces as her former codename summons ancient memories of horrific torture, forgotten and distant.

“It can’t be…” says the woman as she inserts the disk into a nearby viewing station. “This is definitely her handwriting, that’s for sure,” she thinks.

As the video begins, the screens lining the room all turn on simultaneously. They display the video on a massive multi-monitor wall just above a large pit in the center of the lab. The pit is rather plain, with many angled cameras surrounding the now empty center of a wide circle. A swinging rope attached to a crank and winch hangs from below the rafters. She watches the wall of monitors closely, and bears her teeth in anger as Juri pops into the frame.

“Hey there, ‘Ms.White’,” says the korean bombshell sarcastically. She waves playfully, winking as she stands in her tight jumpsuit. The bright lights of the chamber shine against her black and purple outfit. Cammy frowns as Juri steps back, revealing her latex-clad curves in a sultry fashion for the surrounding sea of camera lenses. The room appears to be a testing chamber, with every single angle covered by some form of recording function. Tiny lenses surround her inside the empty room, and Cammy waits with baited breath as she continues.

“Or should I say ‘Killer Bee’?” she asks with a smile. “I always did like the sound of that better. Really gives me a mental picture of those great legs of yours…”

Juri drifts off, as if daydreaming of Cammy’s curvaceous beauties. Their perfectly shaped dimples, her limber muscles, and those cute little markings she bears for some kind of camouflage...

“...And speaking of some great legs!” she says as she points up. The camera’s perspective tilts, pointing upwards. Hanging from the rafters, flailing about in a tight blue police uniform, is Chun-Li. Cammy’s expression turns to shock as she finally sees her friend for the first time in months. It had been a long maze of dead ends and setbacks for the last few weeks, and here she was; exactly where Juri wanted her to be. All this searching for the missing warrior, and it turned out her kidnapper was their old sadistic nemesis: Juri.

“No...Chun-Li,” whimpers the blonde haired woman through clenched teeth as Juri cackles. “What the hell did you do with her?!”

Chun Li writhes above Juri, bound and gagged thoroughly by an intricate weaving of restraints and straps. She hovers, breasts jiggling right above Juri’s head as she is lowered slowly by a winch. Her legs are above her, and her torso hangs freely below while her arms are pulled behind her back. Juri reaches up and grabs Chun-Li’s right breast, twisting it as she stares into the camera. She kneads her chest through her uniform as she uses her other hand to rub at her tightly gripped pussy. Juri stands tall, letting Chun-Li’s hanging breasts drape over her head. She rubs her forehead in between those ample bosoms for a solid minute, just basking in the heavy weight as it drapes over her head. Her hair buns bob as she nuzzles into her, feeling those milky globes.

Juri looks into a camera, groping and hoisting Chun-Li’s lumps like a fisherman showing off the catch of the day.

“This is one of S.I.N’s oldest analysis labs,” she begins. “Seth had them all over the place, but this one just happens to be special.” Juri leans forward for emphasis. “Not only was he spying on tree-trunks here; he was hiding something...”

Cammy’s heart beats a bit faster as Chun-Li’s expression gets more and more dire. Juri being so thoroughly in control set her mind ablaze with fear. It exhilarated her in the worst way possible as Juri narrates to the camera.

“A new engine.”

Her curvy figure jiggles a bit as she laughs, rubbing her soft skin into the rubbery texture. Cammy feels the blood flow out of her face as she watches Juri toss aside her eyepatch, revealing a swirling black and white iris. The new eye begins to glisten before it glows brightly. It shines, and the cameras adjust to the light momentarily as Chun-Li drops lower still.

“A powerful new engine!” she cackles.

“And now that I have it, I can use Bison’s Psycho Power against him.”

Juri stops to run her tongue over her lips. Her plump, balm-coated mouth beckons to the camera further as she swishes around the watery saliva inside.

“With some help, of course…”

Chun-Li can only continue to flail against the tight restraints. Suddenly, she feels something wet against her forehead. She opens her eyes to see Juri slobbering all over her. As the hourglass-toting police woman is lowered, Juri spreads her legs and leans backwards for leverage for what is to come. She opens her mouth wide, allowing her drooling tongue to loll out onto her chin. The winch CRIINNKK’s another inch, and Chun-Li’s face is dropped lower.

Juri raises her hand, snaps her fingers, and triggers the binding release.

Chun-Li’s eyes go wide as she is dropped right into Juri’s open mouth. Cammy watches in a mix of disgust and terror as the yawning gap opens to receive the upper half of her friend. Chun-Li shrieks as she is dropped into the gaping mouth of Juri. As her head and breasts squirm past Juri’s lips, the Korean fighter’s tongue runs over her before cramming the impressive rack down into the throat beneath. Chun-Li’s legs kick through the air, but the wild motion only sends her down Juri’s throat faster! The squirming is only helped along by Juri’s thoroughly lubed up throat.

Cammy’s mouth hangs open in shock as Juri swallows. Chun-Li's head appears within the svelte throat, bulging outward with a frightened expression. Juri suckles on the large breasts bulging her cheeks out, and then gulps once more as the legs above her head continue to swing back and forth. Chun-Li’s screams are muffled, yet audible as Juri slaps her ass loudly. She gets closer to the line of cameras for effect. They zoom out to give a better view of her meal in progress while Juri staggers against the new weight. The numerous camera angles reveal every bulging inch of the woman currently traveling

Juri winks as her Feng Shui Eye glows brighter. She leans over and grabs both of Chun-Li’s massive buttocks, massaging them violently just as she did with her equally sultry tits. Juri’s sadism is clearly visible in her expressive eyes, violent and crazed as she grabs the fatty globes through the tight blue uniform. She displays her conquest for the camera as she leans forward, jiggling those hefty butt cheeks for effect. She runs her tongue along the outline of Chun-Li’s massive legs, lubing them up before swallowing deeply. Chun-Li’s ass wiggles, then squeezes past those puckered lips as her body swims downward into the rapidly swelling belly. It’s shiny, latex-clothed dome is made lumpy and larger as her head and breasts are shoved inside. As she presses past the esophagus, she is flanked by Juri’s modest breasts as the jumpsuit holds tight. It squeezes and squeaks quietly as Juri adjusts herself, allowing the hefty meal to squeeze in between her jiggling boobs.

“MMMMMM,” she hums as she rears backwards. Her cheeks were bulging before with the warrior’s nice boobs filling them out, but now she looks positively chipmunk-like with the insanely bulky thighs on the menu. She continues to gulp, making obscene wet noises as Chun-Li’s struggles continue. Her arms push into the soft stomach walls in a desperate attempt to somehow escape. All the shoving does is provide a nice massage as her face and breasts are pressed up against the slimy wet chamber. She sobs softly, eyes red and hair tussled. Chun-Li is dismayed as she feels Juri licking at her thighs. Her attire does nothing to stop the sensation of Juri’s mouth tasting her thoroughly.

Cammy is unable to do anything about the voracious villain eating Chun-Li. Tears form on her face as she hears the muffled cries coming from Juri’s body as the police woman is stuffed into her gut. The feeling of utter helplessness creates a bottomless pit in her stomach, and she falls to her knees as she continues to watch the footage. With no time stamp present, who knows how long ago it was filmed.

Juri shows off more for the camera, twirling as she runs her tongue over the supple thighs in her mouth. Cammy utters an angered grunt as she watches Juri take an extra moment to grab and examine those thunder thighs some more. “Y-you….Sadistic.....Little…...Bitch!”

Another swallow sends her wide hips and thighs squirming past the narrow esophagus to curl up with the rest of the body inside. Juri changes her stance then, locking her knees together below her massive hanging belly as her prey enters it. Her rubbery suit acquiesces to the new weight, stretching and forming around Chun-Li as she’s devoured.

As she continues to lick, she swiftly removes the woman’s shoes as her legs finally cease kicking. She turns her attention downward to look at her now massive gut, hanging and bulbous. She can see everything Chun-Li has to offer: those nice big breasts, her burlesque dancer figure, her insane thighs, and even her pretty little hair buns! All is clearly visible against Juri’s stomach as she gnaws lightly on her calves. The pair of bulbous legs squirm some more as Juri’s throat mushes them together, gulping and leaning to show off. As imbibed the soles of Chun’s feet, she deliberately runs her tongue over each sole to taste the soft, salty skin along the bottoms of her feet.

Juri smiles as she feels Chun-Li’s legs filling her throat. He pushes her neck forward and gulps as her mouth closes fully. With a long pronounced gulp, Chun-Li is nothing but a long series of moving gut girth jutting out of Juri’s midsection.

Cammy’s tears drip onto the ground as she fights back her furious emotions. Sorrow, hatred, fear, disgust, and many more mixed feelings run through her as she watches Chun-Li bouncing around on Juri’s waist.

“Ahhhhhhhh….” sighs the sadistic predator as she brings her arms up over her head. She wiggles her lower half to allow her distended gut to swing freely. Chun-Li’s shouts continue as she squirms more and more against the walls of Juri’s stomach. The long sigh calms Juri’s heart rate down for a moment while she feels her meal settle in.

“I’d love to just-mmph, sit here all cozy and let you digest,” says the woman with a thick layer of malice in her voice. “But I didn’t just swallow your huge ass because I felt like Chinese food.”

Juri wraps her arms around her giant paunch, hoisting Chun-Li higher as she lightly smooches the shiny latex suit that contains her. She cocks her head to the side, smiling sadistically as her eye changes color. It seems to twinkle, glistening as the color begins to shift to a mix of blackish sheen and brilliant white. Juri’s Feng Shui Engine lights as she digs her hand below Chun-Li, furiously massaging her nethers. The mixed color surrounds her, swirling into an odd rainbow of energy as her ki manifests. It turns, surrounding Juri in a half-black, half-white swirl. Her eye displays a rather vibrant ying-yang symbol.

“Gotta get my ‘engine’ running right, hehehehhahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-urp!”

Juri’s mouth closes as the last few lengths of Chun-Li’s legs enters her stomach. Her chest expands a bit as she struggles to breathe. Then, she utters a very unladylike belch directly into the camera in front of her.

BOOOOOUUUUAAAARRRRRRRRRRPPPPPP

Juri is taken aback with the force of the belch that rips forth from her mouth. Her throat sends the loud belch echoing through the halls of the warehouse like a prolonged gunshot. The burp is not only extremely loud, it's extremely satisfying. Juri feels a tingle over her skin, a satisfied warmth forming in her midsection emanating from her stomach.

She playfully taps her belly, which is now slightly smaller thanks to the expulsion of air. She runs her hand over Chun-Li's now-visible ass cheeks as they press up beneath her breasts. She also runs her fingers over the closest camera lens, wiping away the spittle and fog that remains from her bodily function. The fullness is comforting as she narrates.

“Well then,” she says with a chuckle. “Who knew a nice Chinese meal could leave a girl so damn satisfied?”

“We’d better get a move on, though. If I wait too long I might just get hungry again…”

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Continued here: https://aryion.com/g4/view/376552

Juri, Chun-Li © Capcom

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