The Scarlet Rain nightclub had a reputation in the wide and greatly varied fur community, if you were a woman with large breasts you would be treated like royalty within it's walls. This unspoken rule didn't just apply to the waiters, who spent their nights bringing free drinks to the bustiest ladies in the club, it also applied to the men (Along with some women) who were lucky or powerful enough to get in. If a woman wanted you, you were theirs for the night. If they weren't interested, you were either to leave them alone or leave the club entirely.
 
 
Unsurprisingly no fur ever took the latter option if it could be avoided; the club was just so luxurious and full of eager and willing sexual partners that barely anyone ever willingly left. This wasn’t the case for Renamon though, the tall yellow-furred digimon had been invited out to Scarlet Rain by a few of her more well endowed friends and took them up on the offer out of politeness rather than any need to prove her beauty to anyone. Upon actually arriving though she couldn’t help but feel somewhat inadequate surrounded by all the beautiful and almost comically large breasted women. It wasn’t that Renamon was completely flat chested, with the right clothes her breasts were noticeably large. Sadly they were not nearly as big as anyone else in the club, and nowhere near the size of any of her friends.
 
 
Her first friend was a lively bunny by the name of Lola, she was always active and practically bouncing off the walls. The best way to describe her would be in a constant state of sugar rush. Of course this drew the men and women in like crazy, as her large and considerably fluffy breasts were pretty much always bouncing and jiggling around. It wasn't too rare that they would slip free of whatever clothes she was wearing too, but Lola would only giggle and blush whenever that happened.
 
 
Renamon’s second friend was a Gardevoir, quite a rare species to see which to added to her charm. The pokemon constantly kept up her air of mystery, which when mixed with her natural beauty made it easy for her to make people do whatever she wanted. It probably helped that she could get a basic read of people's minds, and it definitely helped that her breasts were almost the size of volleyballs.
 
 
Then there was Wolf. She was a big, bad and most certainly the wildcard of the group. Rena didn't know too much about wolf, but there were plenty of rumours about how hardcore she apparently was. Some said she had taken down an entire biker group with nothing but her claws and a bottle of whiskey, some said she was a secret service agent who had defeated countless assassins. There was even one rumour that she frequented underground vore clubs, and anyone to mess with her was literally devoured and added to her body. The one thing all the rumours shared about Wolf was that she was totally stacked, and this was something that Rena could easily confirm having seen her in real life.
 
 
Last but certainly not least was the impromptu leader of the group, Krystal. The dark purple-furred vixen was as flirtatious as she was beautiful. It was a well known fact that she spent every night with multiple lovers, both male and female. She was so popular at the club that the vixen could basically do whatever she wanted and never had to worry about paying, her breasts were the size of watermelons and she always wore dresses that they practically burst out of. It was clear to the owners of Scarlett Rain that Krystal brought in more than enough business to be treated like royalty and never be asked to pay.
 
 
Put together the group practically ruled the club with their assets and charm. They could have the VIP lounge whenever they wanted and their word was to be taken as law by the regular clubgoers. Rena was pretty clueless as to why the rather prestigious group had invited her along, she didn't have anything close to their considerable assets or natural beauty and felt rather out of place. She just found herself sitting awkwardly as the others discussed stuff she had no idea about.
 
 
Eventually Rena excused herself from the VIP lounge, heading for the ladies restroom where she locked herself in a stall to get some privacy and check her phone. Just as she was starting to consider the possibility of slipping away she heard the bathroom door open, three familiar voices drifting in. Rena had no idea why fate chose for Wolf, Lola and Gardevoir to come to the restroom at that particular moment, but after she heard what the busty trio were discussing Rena lost all desire to leave the club. Not until she got some well deserved revenge.
 
 
“Geez, why did Krystal bother inviting that flat chested freak out anyway?” Came Wolf's harsh tone.
 
 
“She isn't that bad Wolf, the club's definitely not for her though,” Lola’s bubbly tone followed, accompanied by a mean giggle. “I mean did you see her chest?”
 
 
“Flat though it may be, she is still rather pretty,” Gardevoir chimed in, for a second it seemed that she was the kindest of the group, but then she continued. “Of course she is nowhere near my level, I doubt she could achieve my beauty if she tried everyday for the rest of her life…”
 
 
Rena clutched her paws into two tight fists, shaking with rage as she was forced to listen to the horrible women she had thought were friends talking about her behind her back. It took every bit of self control the digimon had to not burst out of the stall and shout until she ran out of breath. Two things stopped Rena from losing control and just letting loose on the women. The first was that she doubted it would have much effect, they would more likely just brush whatever she said off and continue making fun of her and others like her. The second however was that Rena had a much better idea on dealing with the group, it was a technique passed onto her by her famously attractive mother however she had never found any situation to make use of it until now.
 
 
Thankfully the perfect opportunity presented itself, as both Gardevoir and Wolf left the bathroom, leaving only Lola in front of the mirror checking her makeup. The perky bunny was so obsessed with her reflection she didn't notice Rena carefully open the door to her stall, neither did she notice the bright yellow-furred digimon creep up behind her and slip her tight fitting shirt and bra off, letting her breasts jiggle freely in the cool air. She did notice however when Rena tapped her softly on the shoulder, the sudden touch made the rabbit jump up in surprise before turning around.
 
 
“Oh Rena!” She sighed with relief upon seeing it was just the digimon. She was about to ask what her friend was doing in the bathroom but then she noticed that Rena was fully showing off her breasts. “Woah girl! Didn't take you for the nudist ty-MRRRF!”
 
 
The tall and large breasted bunny girl was cut off from finishing her thought however, as Rena swiftly grabbed her head with both paws and shoved it right into her exposed breasts. Lola was just completely shocked at first, unable to do anything but let out a muffled squeak. She didn't have time to recover from the shock of the situation, as Rena had already began to consume her easily captured prey. It was so easy, she simply slid the softly squirming bunny's face over to her right breast and let out a loud moan as she felt her ex-friend turned meal start to sink in.
 
 
It was slow at first, Lola’s face slowly squishing deep into Rena’s breast. But it soon became obvious something unnatural was happening. As Rena's moans grew louder the bunny's face disappeared completely from sight, having sunk into her soft tit completely. Rena didn't stop there though, she instead slid her paws lower down Lola’s curvy body, grabbing her firm ass and pulling her deeper and deeper into her chest.
 
 
Before long Lola’s curvy hips were hanging out of Rena's considerably larger and now softly squirming breast. All the rabbit could do was kick her legs wildly as they too were slurped up, but it was ultimately a wasted effort as they disappeared into Rena's breast with a lewd gulping noise and moan from the digimon.
 
 
For a few seconds one of Rena's breasts just looked huge and had the obvious bulge of Lola squirming about within, but then part of the technique took effect. Her engorged right breast shrunk as her left bulged out, evening out at a much larger size than before. Her breasts easily rivalled the size of melons now, and the only sign of Lola was a soft squirming from within.
 
 
Rena grinned, slipping her top back on but leaving her now far too small bra on the ground. It felt good to get revenge, and especially so knowing that Lola would remain in her breasts indefinitely, completely helpless to escape. As the digimon admired her new size in the mirror she thought about how lonely it must be.
 
 
“Don't worry Lola, I'll get you some new roommates…” She purred softly, leaving the restroom in search of her next victim.
 
 
As Rena moved through the busy club she noticed a lot more furs were looking her way, obviously admiring her chest. She couldn't help but grin at this, she had to admit it felt nice to be admired. It wasn't long until she spotted Gardevoir across the room. The psychic pokemon was discussing something with two unfamiliar men, thankfully it wasn't too tough for Rena to get close and overhear what she was saying.
 
 
“Well, if you'd like to get to know me better dears I have a private room in the back, why don't you join me there in ten or so minutes?”
 
 
Rena smiled mischievously as she watched Gardevoir shoot the two men a wink before gliding across the floor presumably to her private room. Fate seemed to be on her side for tonight, it was as if her prey were just serving themselves up on a platter for her hungry breasts to consume and absorb.
 
 
She did her best to slip and slide through the crowd, unapologetically bumping into several lucky furs with her breasts as she went. It would definitely take some time for her to get accustomed to her new size. If she wasn't careful one or two innocent clubgoers could end up being slurped up too!
 
 
Thankfully Rena was able to navigate the club without incident and slipped into Gardevoir’s private room behind her, locking the door while being careful to remain silent. She was surprised that the psychic type was so blissfully unaware of her surroundings, she always acted so above everyone else but Rena supposed that must be all it was, an act.
 
 
Surely if Gardevoir really was as powerful as she made it seem she would have sensed Rena creeping up slowly behind her, sliding her top off and throwing it to the floor to allow her massive breasts to jiggle free. She definitely did notice when Rena grabbed her head from behind and stuffed it right into her hungry breast, but by then it was far too late to do anything about it. All Gardevoir could do was squirm and add to Rena’s pleasure as her entire head was taken in by the jiggling titflesh of her predator, soon followed by her slim body, arms and legs which were slurped up like a long noodle.
 
 
Rena let out a heavy sigh of relief as she finished slurping her latest meal up. She panted as she took a seat on the bed, letting her meal settle. It didn't take as long for her breasts to even out this time, likely due to being used to the growing process after Lola. But by the time they were done growing they had grown to be the size of beach balls, there was now no chance of them fitting back under her shirt. After giving her new rack a few experimental squeezes Rena unlocked the door and wandered back onto the club floor, now completely nude.
 
 
Every fur she passed turned to stare, both male and female nobody could resist admiring the digimon’s comically large fluffy and jiggling pair on full display. Rena didn't care about the onlookers however, there would be plenty of time for them to worship her later, after she finished getting revenge. Thankfully the next target wasn't too hard to find, Wolf was in the middle of the dance floor flaunting her moves along with her own bare chest. It was also very clear she was drunk out of her mind by her erratic movements and slurred cries.
 
 
“C-cmon! Who whansta take me on?” She cried, the crowd of curious and aroused onlookers clearing a circle around her. “Nobody?”
 
 
Sensing her chance Rena pushed two furs aside, stepping onto the dance floor and coming face to face with Wolf. The larger woman looked somewhat surprised upon seeing Rena, and even more surprised when she looked down at the digimon’s massive and still softly squirming rack. Instead of shock or confusion however the only emotion Wolf showed was arousal.
 
 
“Ohhh, I'll take care of these hunny…” She growled and slurred softly, getting down on both knees and nuzzling both massive breasts. Rena was shocked but it feat amazing, and who was she to stop such a willing meal? She just relaxed and let her meal pleasure her.
 
 
Wolf was blissfully unaware of any danger or the scores of onlookers, lust clouded her mind as she opened her mouth, starting to lick and suck at Rena's huge mounds. If she was surprised when Rena placed a powerful paw on her head and shoved it hard into her squishy chest she didn't show it. Not even when the fat tits started suckling and slurping her up whole. She was far too focused on licking, kissing and pleasuring herself as much as possible.
 
 
The crowd watched the bizarrely sexual display mouths agape, nobody quite sure what to make of it. This random huge breasted digimon had just wandered completely unaware out of the backroom and started eating one of the club's regulars with her breasts. If the room had been sober they may have run in fear, but the drunken atmosphere brought on cheers rather than screams. Rena grinned, encouraged by the cheering club patrons she continued stuffing Wolf into her chest until there was nothing left to stuff. Wolf was trapped inside her boobs with her other horrible friends.
 
 
The crowd watched in wonder and amazement as Rena's bulging boobs grew for the third time of the night. Evening out and swelling in size until they were nearly double the size. Wolf had been a particularly large meal, so the size gains were similarly large. Rena still wasn't satisfied yet though, there was still one friend to add to her rack, and if she knew Krystal like she thought then she would likely be in the VIP lounge sipping champagne.
 
 
The crowd swarmed her, all vying to get a squeeze or grope on her huge breasts. But she easily stopped the swarming with a commanding glare. The crowd parted as she carefully stepped through, heading straight for the VIP lounge. She had a little extra spring in her step knowing that she now had fans, taking care of Krystal would only make them love her even more. Sure enough as she squeezed through the door to the lounge Rena was rewarded with the sight of Krystal, wide eyed as she saw her friend grinning menacingly and slowly coming towards her.
 
 
“R-Rena?!” She scrambled to her feet, backing herself against the wall. “W-what happened to you? Where is everyone?!”
 
 
“Oh they're all right here Krystal, don't you worry…” Rena purred, cupping both her breasts and showing them off in a playful manner. She made sure the purple furred bitch got a good view of the squirms that were her friends. “And you'll be joining the forever very soon!”
 
 
“Wait no! Please just let me go!” Krystal cried, falling to her knees as she started to beg. “I won't tell anyone!”
 
 
“Shhh, no more whining Krystal,” Rena interrupted her begging by stuffing her face right into one of her hungry breasts. “You're nothing but food now.”
 
 
Krystal let out a series of muffled screams as her entire body was greedily slurped up in just a few seconds. Rena panted and took Krystal's seat, finally relaxing as her breasts grew once again to triple the size of beach balls each. Her revenge was wrought and she was the new queen of the club. If anyone said otherwise then they would be taking a one way trip into her breasts, but after the public display she had put on with Wolf she doubted anyone would dare. She could have any man or woman she wanted, and she knew exactly where to start.
 
 
“Mmm, you know I can't wait to show these new boobs off Krystal, and I think I know just where to start…” She poked at the squirming mass she knew was likely Krystal or one of her other ex-friends. “You have Fox McCloud’s number in your phone right?”
 
 
She couldn’t hear what the squirming vixen was saying, but the muffled screams were enough. With a satisfied grin she reached out for Krystal’s phone, still lying on the table, and brought up Fox’s number. She then dialed it into her own phone, letting out a soft moan as she felt the useless struggles of her prey increase.
 
 
“Mmm, I don’t know why you’re screaming so much in there Krystal, you and Fox are about to get very intimate…”