Gilly woke up on a cold cement floor, her head ringing and eyes sensitive to the light creeping in through windows above. She groaned as she tried to pick herself up off the ground, but her arms fell from under her. She looked down at her stomach and gasped, pushing herself up and against the wall. She placed a hand on her massive churning gut.
“What... who’s in there?”
Her stomach was so large it looked like she may have eaten a smaller giantess. The dining hall was in disarray, with spilled purple wine splatter over the table and floor.

The large door on the other side of the room opened, and Cro walked in, her stomach also bulging but not nearly as large.

“Morning, sleepyhead. How’d you sleep?” Cro asked.

“Cro, what happened? The last thing I remember was waiting outside the hall, guarding the entrance. And then, you called me inside? It’s blurry after that.” Gilly could feel a few things wiggle and squirm inside of her. She tried to ignore it.

“Well, I called you inside, had you drink wine me and the party, had you drink a bit more, and then ordered you to eat everyone in the room.” Cro had a wicked smirk on her face.

Gilly stared down at her stomach with horror. “Cro... those weren’t criminals or sacrifices... They were peaceful diplomats. Dozens of them.”

Cro laughed and walked over, dragging her finger over the top of Gilly’s belly. “They bored me.”

Gilly slapped Cro’s hand away. “You can’t just-“

Cro slapped Gilly across the face, sending her onto the ground. “Don’t you dare tell ME what I can’t do. I am the PRINCESS.” Cro turned and walked out of the room, kicking a table over on her way out.

Gilly sighed and leaned back against the wall. She looked up at the window and thought about Sophie. Her blue hair, pink lips, her laugh. They had decided to lay low after their run-in with Ms. Verde, but things had gotten out of hand.

“Sophie... where are you?” Gilly said to herself.

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