"F-Forgive me, Mamahaha, this wasn't *urrrp* my plan at all!" Nakoruru cried to her trusty companion as she clung to her for dear life. The bird squawked in sheer agony, the new weight of her master's new feisty belly bulge ready to leave her fragile small bones crumbling. In this bustling city, devoid of green pastures and other wildlife, their combined power was drastically weakened. The bloated maiden failed to notice a weapon fly from her mouth and splatter to the ground she struggled to fly away from. She winced at the intense pain brought on by the ingested brute slamming her fists against her stomach walls, thinking back on what caused this humiliating situation to take place.

Verse's power was growing steadily, and the dimension-crossing guardian needed to recruit a team strong enough to defeat the nature defiling force. Surveying the city, she spotted a blonde girl, dressed in a ninja garb that fit Nakoruru's own eramore. Squatting at a street with a seriously mean expression on her otherwise cute face, a distant recognition crossed the guardian's mind, as if she held a hazy memory of battling her before. As she stepped towards her, the girl's hostile aura grew as she winced at the small freak invading her privacy.

"Eh? Whaddya want? Get lost before I bust up your pretty face!" Before Nakoruru could utter a single word, the ninja punk readied her weapon, a red tonfa, and prepared to ram it into her spine. *S-So rude! I'll need to calm her down!* Nakoruru thought, ready to beat the tar out of the ninja to ready her for a pleasant conversation. Charging towards her, she was shocked at the girl's speed, unhindered by her huge bust and curvy form. Blushing at her breasts bouncing freely, she regained focus and called for her companion, grabbing onto its talons to avoid the attack.

"What the- Get down here, wimp!" Maki cried at the nuisance flying above her. Nakoruru was locked in deep concentration, thinking up how to proceed with her attack. Her opponent responded to her infuriating stalling by whipping the tonfa at her pet, Mamahaha barely dodging at the last second. The guardian spirit's calm disposition cracked apart at seeing her companion close to serious injury, readying herself for a fierce attack.

"Take this as a lesson!" Nakoruru cried, diving from her bird with her knife drawn to deliver a half-lethal strike. Of course the girl would recognize the deadliness of her strike and try to dodge, at least that's what the half-pint spirit guardian's clear logic told her. Instead, Maki stood her ground, a fierce shark toothed grin adorning her face, ready to take any pain as long she taught the tiny bitch a lesson.

The pain didn't come, but an extreme, wet tightness gripped her head and shoulders as she was launched into Nakoruru's throat. Blinking twice, Nakoruru collected herself enough to notice her strike had ended with her maw grossly distended around the wild brute. Maki shook in a horrible range, ready to pounce whoever stuffed her in this wet sack, leaving the stuffed guardian losing oxygen fast. Against her better judgment, she needed to swallow, working her lips past that grotesquely huge chest of her new meal. Even in this frantic act of survival, the modest maiden moaned from the shockingly sweet taste of the ruffian's plush skin. As she slurped in her thighs, Nakoruru's knees buckled and collapsed from the big bottomed girl emptying into her belly. A flushed, bloated bulge busted from her pristine robes as the antsy toes of Maki were pulled in with her moist tongue. A final swallow, and clean air returned to her passages.

"O-Oh dear, I-*URRRPPPPPPPPPP*" The sharp gas pushed the fatty guardian to the exact curb Maki had crouched into before, returning the ingested brat to her territory, albeit through the skin of an embarrassingly bloated protector of peace. A stream of drool poured down Nakoruru's chin, a state of gluttonous euphoria hitting her like never before, soaking her wrappings. She had never been a heavy eater in fear of losing her petite, cutesy image that kept her popular among fellow warriors.

"Here, Mamahaha, let's go!" Groaning under the onslaught of her food's struggles, the guardian decided it was best to put this behind her and forget negotiating terms with a pet abuser. She hated to give her companion the hard task of lifting her supple belly and the rest of her, but the maiden held faith in her timeless ally. Grabbing onto her bird's talons, she prepared to travel and digest this troublesome rogue.

After only 2 feet above ground, Nakoruru winced under her pet's audible pain, but the sensation of her blessed food's fattening meat slamming against her stomach walls kept her from motivating her.

"I must continue my journey, miss!

A hard fist rocked her squishy center, expelling another rancid belch.

"T-There's no use struggling, please digest in peace."

The guardian prayed to the spirits that Verse would leave the world intact for the next 5 hours...

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Commission by  LeQhaBlue


This is a part of Draconatedz and I's Player 1 is Pred series. We pick girls from fighting games we enjoy playing, and get the same artist to draw them in reversed positions.

You can see his part of the trade below.

Maki wins.

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Of course, any words of praise are appreciated too! :)

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