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Story crafted by  Draconatedz

After years of relentless hate, I have finally conceited that I've been secretly enamored with this dashing gentleman, and this is the result.

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"Utterly ridiculous..." Elisabeth Blanctorche scoffed, balling up the elegantly written letter she had just received in the mail. The high class woman threw it into the trash bin without a second thought, having already etched the date and location for the meeting with the man she was so desperately searching for in her flustered mind.

Dear Betty,

How have you been, my precious friend? Though my travels have been lonesome, I have been well. Word has reached my ears that you have been searching for me? With my prior associates, no less. Wasting your time walking the globe like all the other rabble that seek to take me down, such foolishness was totally unnecessary, my dear Betty! You need have only reached out to me, and you could have been by my side all along♪

Knowing you, this is still your desire, non? If so, I have a hotel booked on the 10th, and you're welcome to meet and join me for good. I think you already know exactly where this hotel is and what room number it would be, so I'll keep my lips sealed for the moment, just in case this letter happens to fall into the wrong hands. S’il vous plaît, come alone, and prepare yourself for a night neither of us will soon be forgetting. I can't wait to see your smiling face once more... Until then, Au revoir♪'

"Who does he think he is? Toying with me like this!" The busty woman huffed, squeezing and pulling her short whip from both sides, unable to vent the boiling anger she was feeling deep inside. It was true she was worried about him, and wanted to see him more than anything... but to be approached like this? After failing to even find a trace of him in her last few weeks of searching? It was as if this was his intention all along, to play with her until he grew tired of their games, and then casually approach her as if he were right there next to her all along! The audacity! She wasn't going to be putty in his hands any longer! She was going to meet with him, remind him of their mission, and put an end to this charade!

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"..." And so, Elisabeth Blanctorche found herself sitting on the soft bed of an otherwise dingy hotel room, finding disgust that he found a place such as this adequate for their long awaited reunion. Knowing him, though, he had chosen it specifically to annoy her. Ash Crimson was that kind of person, after all. They had grown up together, so she knew him, inside and out, better than anyone else. There really wasn't anyone out there capable of coming anywhere close to controlling his outlandish tendencies, but Elisabeth perhaps came the closest. He would shift his focus just to tease and trouble her, as much as she hated to recall it all. She couldn't help but close her eyes and smile in reminiscence, imagining his cute grinning face after pulling a prank.

"There's the sight I was longing for♪" His voice cut through the silence, flustering the blunette beyond all belief. She opened her eyes to find him in the doorway, his hands haughtily on his hips, a smirk plastered on his adorably freckled face. He twirled a blonde lock as he sauntered towards her, sending her heart into a pounding frenzy... he was really here, just like he'd said!

"Ash!" She blurted out his name, without anything in mind to say after. She simply clutched the bed, biting her lip as she searched for the words she couldn't find within.

"Bonjour, Betty! You're looking lovely as always. But my oh my, that smile has already flipped into a frown! Couldn't you act a little happier to see me?" He stopped in front of her, looking down on the woman sitting below him. Elisabeth fidgeted in her seat, unsure what to even say now that she was face to face with him again.

"You... you know I'm here to take you back, right? I won't let you continue doing as you please!" Finally, she blurted something out. Ash merely grinned, ignoring her proclamation as he took a close seat next to the noblewoman.

"Being here brings back many memories of our youth, no? It's been ages since the last time we-"

"Please don't go there. We were foolish children back then, the thought of doing something so shameful today makes my stomach turn." It was taking everything in her not to let her mind drift back to those times, but of course he wasn't about to let it slide. He had chosen this room for that very reason, after all.

"Really? Because I think it makes mine rumble in anticipation... see?" Lifting his tucked in undershirt, Ash rudely snatched and pressed Elisabeth's clammy hand into his pale stomach. Sure enough, she could feel a low rumble rippling through his core. He was probably quite famished... hungry enough to eat his childhood friend whole, right here and right now. Thinking of that, Elisabeth couldn't help but long to take the trip she had sent so many other women through in her younger years. Mothers, other girls their age, no one was safe from ending up on his plate. She would feed their sexy bodies to the hungry boy, and feel them melt under her fingertips, in the very hotel room they were currently sitting in.

"You are such a child! Still just as greedy as always, I see." Snatching her hand back, she stared at his exposed midriff absentmindedly afterwards. He didn't cover it back up, because he knew her better than that. She loved looking at and touching his tummy, it was definitely a weakness the strong woman could never overcome.

"I regret to inform you that I never stopped, mademoiselle♪" The joy in his voice was enough to convince her that he wasn't bluffing. He pat his flat stomach with a winking eye, shooting a smoldering glare that pierced right through miss Blanctorche's heart.

"R-really... anyone I might know?" She had to admit, she was curious. Ash Crimson was a professional when it came to churning up cuties so thoroughly that you'd never guess that his flat stomach was stretched taut around a girl's meaty form just hours ago.

"I just finished up dealing with the last female entrants to this year's King of Fighters tournament. Well, besides you, of course♪ I believe their names were Leona and Kula something or another, I wasn't really paying attention." Ash was inspecting his painted black nails as he went on, his casual disregard for their lives apparent on his joyful expression. "You're the only one left, Betty. That's why I'm here..."

"What? Surely you jest, you intend to eat me?" Grabbing him by the collar and pulling him uncomfortable close, their lips were almost touching as she tried to stare him down. Her pitiful attempts at intimidation just came off as adorable to the blonde boy. "You think I came here to be your food? As if! You're... you're coming home with me, and that's final!" Her grip tightened as he simply smiled at her, not responding verbally at all. She balled her empty fist, not knowing what she was to do with all her emotions boiling to the surface.

"So you say, Betty, but I know how you truly feel, better than you even know yourself♪" He gently grasped her shoulders, quickly flipping on top of her and shoving the noblewoman's back onto the bed. She was powerless to stop him from taking charge, her entire body locking up as his gaze paralyzed her. His face moved closer to hers, as he pursed his lips for a long awaited kiss. Inside her head, she was screaming at herself to resist him, to push him off of her, to just... get out of there! But she couldn't move a muscle. As their lips met, she knew that her fate had been sealed. She stopped resisting, embracing the boy she once viewed as her younger brother with all of the repressed love she had been holding back. Their bodies intertwined as passion overtook them, and the progression of time became a blur.

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She was dumped into his gut with a splash, the pool of acid at the bottom of his cramped stomach coating her all over. She scrambled to find her bearings, shifting her body so that her head at least wasn't fully submerged. With her knees pressed against her busty chest, the woman turned meat wasted no time clawing at her aching sex. Her crotch was ablaze with the same heat that had dulled her mind outside of his greedy gut. She plunged her fingers inside of herself, moaning in pleasure as the fleshy organ rumbled around her. There were no cohesive thoughts present inside her boiling brain, besides the intense desire of achieving one last climax before her life was stripped alongside the meat that made up her body.

She heard a belch from above as the stomach contracted further, giving her even less room to work with. She simply dug deeper, drool escaping her panting lips from the intimate kiss she shared with the man she loved before he'd swallowed her whole. He was saying something to her outside, but his voice sounded so far away, despite being closer than ever. He started poking and prodding her through the tautly stretched walls of his belly, moving on to groping her curvy form though his own skin. In particular, he was enjoying squeezing her firm butt from the bottom of his belly, reminiscing over the fleeting taste of it before her buns disappeared inside, forever locked away within him.

"Aaahh... Ash..." It was hard to breath, but she was so close to climaxing. A rush of euphoria shivered through her as her last proclamation of love came and went. The rising acids tore through her clothing and eventually her skin, as the lady closed her eyes for good. Ash's stomach pulled no punches, even for the woman he loved, effortlessly rending her to mush. She was mixed about with herself, her meat and organs being pulled from the bones, and melting into a pool of heavy goop. She churned and gurgled into a nutritional slop that siphoned into the boy's greedy innards, which were already busy claiming every bit of her curves for his own.

Ash was a thief, plain and simple, and didn't mind stealing everything from anyone unfortunate enough to come across him. That included the life and meat of adorable girls he met, and Betty wasn't special enough to avoid joining the others she had fed to him in the past. With his dwindling gut already returning to its former flatness, Ash's wider butt jiggled just a bit more in his tight pants as he strode out of the empty hotel room. He wouldn't have a reason to return here anymore, with the one girl who knew of it now busy clogging his intestinal tract, so this would be his final farewell.

"Au revoir♪" He giggled aloud, locking the door behind him. His gut rocked back and forth as he walked, still packed with the slurry he had reduced Betty to just minutes prior. He had kept the promise he made in the letter, she would always be at his side now... just as a plush layer of fat, with all the other girls~ Being honest had its enjoyable payoffs too, it seemed! But, being honest with himself, nothing beat taking what you wanted from losers who didn't deserve what they had.
"You hear that, Kyo Kusanagi? Soon you'll be joining Chizuru and Yagami inside me... hehehe♪" His stomach quietly groaned as he pet it, Betty already off of his mind for good. She would always exist in his memories, and as a notch in his growing pants size, at least~