Part/picture #2 of my commission from  willudie.

And before anyone asks; no. Chun's not gone or digested. She's just, uh...

Well, you'll see soon enough.

Enjoy!

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As Juri bathes in the sadistic pleasure of her conquest, Chun-Li beings to feel an odd sensation surrounding her. Within the tae kwon do expert’s stomach, a swirling black and white light surrounds Chun-Li. She watches, entranced as the light twists and bends around her before flying into her mouth. Like a snake slithering into a rabbit’s burrow in search of prey, it disappears into Chun-Li. Her cries are silenced as her body goes limp. The light creates a sort of vacuum, drawing Chun-Li into herself as her outline shrinks. Juri can feel the essence of the buxom woman begin to flood her body, her very being beginning to break apart and drain into her.

“Here we go, just what I was waiting for,” says Juri with another sadistic smile.

Cammy looks on, shaking her head as she watches Juri’s bulging gut heave upwards. Chun-Li stops flailing and begins to almost vibrate against the stomach walls. As she does so, Juri continues to furiously masterbate. Her fingers dig into her heated slit, rubbing the tightly constrained pussy as she waits for her eye to do its thing. The power coursing through her is mind numbing.

“I’m sure you’re watching with baited breath, right?” asks Juri of the camera. Cammy is brought back to reality as she realizes Juri is talking directly to her in the dormant lab. She contemplates the time at which the video was recorded, as the lab is now devoid of a single soul (save for the rats running about elsewhere).

“Well, I’d hate to keep you waiting. So, just for you Killer-nnf...Killer Bee, let me reveal the fun little code phrase I learned from Seth...”

“Chun-Li, it’s about time you ’BECOME A PART OF ME’!”

Juri’s eye shines with an alien glow as the Feng Shui Engine revs. The tiny Tanden Engine inside radiates with power, sending a considerable amount of psycho power roaring through Juri’s body. It’s function; the absorption of the abilities of other fighters. Or, in this particular case, the absorption of the fighter HERSELF.

“HAHAHAHAHA-AAAHAEHEH-AEAHEHAAAA-” Juri begins a rather maniacal laughing fit as she claims Chun-Li’s mass.

Chun-Li whimpers as she feels her body melt entirely. Her too tight uniform, her pretty hair buns, her shapely chest, and her massive thighs are all consumed. Her warped body is sucked into the walls of Juri’s stomach with a ‘sqwuiiip’ noise, followed by a rumbling gurgle. As Juri’s belly shrinks to a more reasonable layer of flab, the rest of her body does the opposite. Juri turns, strutting one leg out as a basketball sized lump runs down from her hip. It becomes smaller and smaller as it makes its way towards her heel. As it descends, it leaves behind a thick layer of mass, creating a newer more impressive version of Chun-Li’s impressive thighs. A second giant lump follows suit, running down Juri’s other leg as it leaves a massive residue of bulk and volume in its wake. A few wayward lumps make their way upward, finding themselves in Juri’s chest. She’s quick to stop laughing and reprimand them.

“Nuh-uh-uhhh,” she says with a wag of her finger. “Lower half only. You’re under my rules now, officer.”

The lumps return to her ass quickly and dutifully as if in apology for angering their master.

“I’m not all that keen on letting you run wild through my whole body. No, I’ve got bigger plans when it comes to that...” she says ominously.

“For now, I’ll just use you for the only things you’re good for; that nice big ass, your cute little techniques, your muscular calves, and most of all those meaty thighs!”

With added fervor, Juri’s skin claims Chun-Li’s body with the help of the Feng Shui Engine.

“You asked me what my parents might think if they saw me now, Chun-Li? I think the better question is what would YOUR parents think if they knew you’d end up as a bunch of living fat on my ass!”

“Personally, I think it’s quite the mmmffff-oohhhhh,” she moans as she feels Chun-Li’s still present consciousness seeping into her pores. “...Quite the vacation destination, really…”

The woman is far from dead as she’s enveloped by Juri’s muscle and fat. As is the true genius of the Tanden Engine’s consumption; the fighter is not truly consumed, but condensed and compacted by the psycho power it provides. Chun-Li is given a fate far more sadistic and twisted as she is distributed across Juri’s rump and legs in waves. She is transformed from one of the most recognizable martial arts masters on Earth into a pretty new ass and legs for Juri. She can feel every inch, dimple, and curve surrounding her as she finds her way across Juri’s ass, soaking into the flesh as it expands to accommodate her contribution. Her mind is intact, but all control is surrenderd to Juri’s mind as Chun-Li ceases to exist outside of Juri. She’s privy to all that goes on around her, but unable to move even a little bit of her repurposed form. The horror of her predicament is made all the more real as she can suddenly SEE her dark surroundings. Juri’s skin presses outward within the tight fabric as Chun-Li is made to act as her buttocks.

Her captor rubs her hand in a circle around the plush pillow before slapping it, HARD. The jiggly fat ripples in response before expanding greatly. Juri’s ass widens by a solid foot as the entirety of Chun-Li’s body seems to localize within her constrained cheeks for a moment. The latex that holds them loses all slack before it bulges out, turning a lighter shade of purple like a rapidly inflated balloon. Juri reaches her second hand down, making sure to feel up her lonely second butt cheek. She sways a bit, adjusting to the extreme weight gain as it presses outward into her hands.

The transformation leaves her with a set of thighs practically identical to Chun-Li’s. If anything, her new legs are made all the more impressive by the laws of conservation of mass. Juri carries an entire person now, spread evenly through the folds and sinews of her now rippling muscle and fat. Her ass and calves have surpassed what they once were, now far wider and deeper. They curve perfectly, a tight bubble from top to bottom as they jiggle with each step. Her jumpsuit holds tight, its flexible sectioning helping with the onslaught of new voluminous mass.

“Maybe I’ll send your folks a nice post-card; ‘Wish you were here...Got any other daughters I can make use of? No? How about sons?’”

She chuckles at that as she backs up that big butt up to the camera even closer.

Cammy is still as she watches. She has to resist listening to the screaming voice in her head that demands she turn the video off and bring it into the command center for forensic analysis. Every moment she spends traveling is just another moment Juri might get away once again. For all Cammy knows, she’s still in the country just laughing at her! As much as it pains her, she must continue watching the file for another one of Juri’s bumbling clues. She’s already blabbed about having “bigger plans” on the horizon, who’s to say she won’t reveal more?

“Or maybe I’ll just send this video to them…”

Juri turns to the camera, sticking out her tongue and pulling down her eye to mock the zooming lenses as they take her in. Several of the cameras must zoom out to even get the proper shot, the new foot of width much too wide to keep in a tighter perspective.

“Y’know, unless Ms.White feels like doing it for me,” she taunts. “But then again, that disk you inserted into that terminal wasn’t a video file…”

Cammy stops, stone faced. How did Juri know what was happening right...now...

“Don’t worry, I didn’t record this just to taunt you, Ms.White,” Juri says with a sly grin. She spreads her new cheeks wide, allowing the rubbery texture of the latex suit to dig into her undercarriage for effect. It plasters against her new pulsating anus, digging against the crease of flexing latex. The light of the cell glistens off of the fabric as Juri motions to the camera with a curled finger.

“In fact, I didn’t ‘record’ this at all…”

As she finishes her sentence, the laboratory comes to life. Dormant lights flicker on as Cammy turns back to the pit at the center of the room. She squints, noticing a strange huge across the framework of the railing in front of her. A draping shield of screens receded from the sides of the room, curling and twisting as it reveals Juri, standing triumphantly within the pit.

Cammy stands, aghast as she looks around the room. The walls come alive as they recede from the dense facade, revealing the true nature of room. Juri allows her cheeks to slap back together as she calls to Cammy.

“I can’t believe you’re ACTUALLY dumb enough to think I was already gone,” she yells. “I need help trying these things out, you game?” Juri stretches her hamstrings, leaning side to side as she prepares.

“JUUUUURRRRRIIIIIIIII!” screams Cammy through gritted teeth. Her sorrow turns to fury in an instant. Juri smiles pleasantly as she watches Cammy turn red with rage. The operative vaults into the pit, hitting the ground with a roll before springing high into the air. She twists, re-angling herself as she springs off the high wall of the room towards Juri.

“...So that’s a yes, then? Great!”

“CANNON STRIKE!” she yells as she twists into a corkscrew kick. Juri nonchalantly sidesteps the wild attack and stands next to Cammy for a moment. She grabs her wrist and sweeps her leg, flinging her directly into the air. Before gravity can so much as consider sending the smaller blonde woman to the ground, Juri leaps into the air using her new Chun-Legs.

“ZANKASKEN!” she shouts as she flips, twists, and brings her right heel down onto
Cammy’s head viciously. The MI6 operative is rocketed directly to the ground with force, denting the floor into a small crater. Juri lands gracefully and watches the dust settle, brushing herself off after the six second fight.

“Mhm, not a bad test run,” she says as she stretches some more. “But I still need to do some research if I wanna learn all those goofy techniques you use.” She rubs her thighs, feeling the still warm curves of Chun-Li coursing through her body.

“I’ll tell you one thing, I’m WAYYYY above your paygrade now, blondie. You’re gonna need a whole team to bring me down from now on.”

Cammy’s arm rises before slapping down next to her. Juri is floored with surprise as Cammy crawls out of the tiny crater, bruised and battered.

“Well shit, you’re a tough one, huh?” she says with a smirk. “Hahaha! I think that’s what I like about you, Killer Bee!”

Juri kneels next to Cammy while making sure to open her legs as wide as possible, flaunting her new assets. The defeated warrior can only flop onto the floor in pain as she coughs up a small splatter of blood. Juri whispers into her ear.

“Shame you didn’t check out the room a bit better. You might have been able to stop me, y’know.”

Cammy silently twists to stare up at Juri, and spits at her. The mix of saliva and blood runs down her face and off of her cheek. Juri’s tongue slides out of her mouth, tasting the dribble with a wink.

“Your friend is coming with me, sorry to say. I know you can’t hear her right now, but I sure can, and I gotta tell ya; she sounds pitiful. Just like you when you announce your attacks like that.”

“She’s really distressed with this whole thing. She keeps saying; ‘help me!’, ‘Cammy please, save me!’, ‘Get me outta here you Korean bitch!’, and ‘It’s too hot under this jumpsuit!’”

Juri snickers as she steps atop Cammy’s spine.

“OK, I might have made up that last one.”

She places more weight on her leg, allowing Cammy to feel her new added thickness pushing into her back. She coughs up a bit more blood, hacking as Juri stops.

“Too bad you can’t carry a camera with that slutty getup of yours. I bet if you snapped a picture of this it’d be a hoot. I can imagine the headlines now; ‘Officer imprisoned in criminal ass’!”

Juri stretches her right leg straight up, perfectly balanced as her tight suit cups her massive ass tightly. She looks down on Cammy, and sticks her tongue out as she grabs a big handful of her right ass cheek. Looking over her shoulder, Juri presses her hand deeper, letting the latex and doughy posterior envelop her fingers. She pauses to look over the blonde woman with contempt. Cammy’s eyes flutter as Juri’s Chun-Butt wiggles in her face. Her Feng Shui eye blinks, pulsing as she lowers her leg down. She leaps out of the pit easily, nimbly jumping off the wall before flipping over the guardrail and making her way towards the door. She gives Cammy one last show, giving her ass one rather loud ‘THWACK’

Cammy’s vision blurs as she passes out. Her final sight is that huge ass, sauntering off into the night. The final sound; the echoing ass-slap that bounces off the walls.

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