Chapter II - The Sinister Dinner Plan
 
 
"Come and get me, if you dare!" Cell proclaimed to the cameras, his arm outstretched behind him, hand pointed at where a simple exertion of his power had carved a swathe of destruction through the city. He delighted in seeing the looks of horror, piss-pants fear, and dumbfoundedness the people of the news crew had of him.
 
With a deep, amused laugh, Cell waved to them all as he jettisoned himself off the opening he made in the newscast building, "See you all in nine days, Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha!"
 
Wings expanded, the newly christened perfect being whom became Public Enemy #1 flew off into the horizon to await the Tournament's start.
 
 
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6 Hours later
 
 
"I may want to rethink this idea of standing here and doing nothing," Cell spoke aloud to himself, standing in the middle of his simplistically designed Tenkaichi Budokai ring. While having both cores of the cyborg twins fused within his body kept him from the necessary sustenance requirements such as food and drink, let alone sleep, his natural genetic composition caused his mind to do something more than hang around.
 
He knew if he waited long enough, a military response would inevitably arrive from the World Government, but that wouldn't even pose a challenge to him in his Larval Form. Rolling his eyes, he knew outside of the Z Warriors, there would be no one to truly challenge him.
 
'Or would they?' Cell pondered, his brows frowning as a hand reached up to cup his chin with deep thought, 'let's see. If Vegeta and Trunks could bolster their strength by around four times in a single day, what's to say they can't do that again? True, there is an unlikeliness they could reach my level, as their Super Saiyan power has nearly reached their peak. But Freeza underestimated them before and paid a heavy price.'
 
Tapping his left foot, he suddenly came to a brilliant conclusion, emphasized by a fist striking an open palm.
 
"But of course!" Cell said aloud with demented glee, "if they can get stronger on their own, why shouldn't I? After all, Perfection doesn't simply remain idle and hope for the best. It continues to better itself and progress through the pleasures of absorption!"
 
That said, he knew that even with a more refined method in comparison to his Imperfect Form, the number would need to be large. After all, he wasn't simply extracting Ki but spiritual essence from his victims. That alone grants him a significantly bolstered level of power.
 
'I managed to reach a level that rivaled Piccolo by absorbing only a little over a hundred thousand people. Imagine just how stronger I'd be with three million!' Cell rationalized, his grin rivaling a Cheshire cat's.
 
Then, he realized how he should go about this. Furrowing his brow he knew that the process, even rushed, would take time. Going out independently and assimilating that many people would be annoying in of itself. Plus, he didn't want to alarm the world that he was actively absorbing their populace, even if it wasn't a large percentage.
 
Once again, after a short time of pondering, a technique came up in his head that would do just the trick.
 
Spreading his feet, he crossed his arms in front of himself, his body glowing as he steadily raised his power without it leaking out. He didn't want to alert everyone else, surprise being the key element.
 
As a dim glow settled over his exoskeleton, Cell was satisfied by the modicum amount of power he prepared. Then, in an instant, dozens of blurring images dispersed from his form filling the entire arena. It only took a few seconds for the technique to be completed, allowing the authentic Cell to stand upright to observe his handiwork.
 
One hundred copies exactly of himself were spread across the tiled surface of the arena. Each of them admiring each other and themselves, an extension of Cell's own consciousness carried throughout each copy. The energy within them paled in comparison to a Super Saiyan's, but his goal wasn't to tackle the Z Warriors.
 
It was something far grander and more sinister than that!
 
With a mental prod, all of the Cells nodded and smirked darkly back, evaporating in front of them as they took off into the sky. They split into many directions, aiming to go all across the continent and various islands to start their work.
 
"Let the Feast commence!" Cell spoke theatrically aloud as he saw his copies diminish into the sky as glowing dots, laughing with dark glee.
 
 
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Orange Star City, Orange Star High School
 
Videl groaned with frustration. The day was nearly over and she stopped briefly by her school locker to get her things for the next period. The rigors and annoyances of having to sit through every class weighed heavily on her young shoulders, something her dad doesn't seem to sympathize or relate to. Being the daughter of a famous Martial Artist didn't help alleviate her life nor did she want it to. All she knew was that her dad could come off a bit too brazen and arrogant, but all his fans loved him.
 
With the earlier announcement that was made about a monster, calling himself Cell, that he was daring every fighter in the world to come challenge him was met with mixed reception. While a lot of people, like her father, saw it as an opportunity to gloat and parade their appearances on world television others believed it was a hoax or weren't willing to risk their lives.
 
Videl wondered about it too. Though he convinced her that they could be pulling off an elaborate illusion, it was still surprising how a many who looked and acted the way Cell did could be that much of a con artist. People were gone and those who weren't were very much deceased. How could he pull something like that off?
 
With a sigh, she relented her inward doubts and curiosity, grabbing her math supplies before evaluating herself. She was cute, very much the adolescent child that was rapidly approaching puberty, standing at an average height most middle school girls had. Raven black hair was fastened into a bowl trim across her bangs, neatly tucked behind her ears, while the rest was fastened into a cyan-banded ponytail. Her striking blue eyes was only rivaled by her fair complexioned, surprisingly mature visage. Her attire consisted of a white t-shirt, a pair of black gloves, short purple gym shorts, and thigh long black stockings to match her black-&-white tennis shoes.
 
All-in-all, she was one of the most attractive, spunky, and popular girls but never in the way that people would consider her upstuck and snotty. It was something she was known for, even if her harshness and quick temper was seen during a conflict. In fact, she was a bit of a role model for most girls, having attained a black belt in Karate AND Taekwondo two years ago.
 
As she began closing the locker, her two best friends walked up beside her.
 
"Hanging in there, Videl?" Erasa, a short-haired blonde girl inquired. She had blue eyes, a slightly more tanned complexion than Videl, but was close to the same height as her. She wore a short-sleeved orange shirt, black shorts and a pair of calf-long white socks embedded into her tennis white tennis shoes.
 
"If by hanging that I want to hang myself from the load of homework I'm getting, then yes," Videl dryly quipped, half-lidded staring back at her friend as she crossed her folder and math book over her pert covered chest.
 
"Well, at least the day is almost over?" A soft, musical voice cued to Videl's forward facing left by a cute face belonging to Saika. Sporting a dreamy feminine face that looked even cuter than Videl and Erasa's, Saika was regarded as one of the "traps" of the school due to his effeminate disposition and personality. He dressed as a boy, however, wearing collared black t-shirt to match his white shorts and orange-outlined sneakers.
 
"Yeah, there is always that," Videl sighed with relief, now walking down the hall towards the nearest door on their left, heading to their last class of the day, "I swear, the amount of homework is insane. I feel like lynching everyone who even mentions the word 'work'!"
 
"Haha, but then you won't be able to graduate, Videl," Saika laughed aloud, cupping his face to suppress his giggles.
 
"You should just go with it. We all get the same workload so it's not like you're being targeted by the teachers," Erasa confided with Videl placing her hand on her shoulder as they started to enter the classroom.
 
"Yeah, yeah," Videl waved dismissively, hanging her head as she walked into her middle school math class, grouped up with boys and girls of ages eleven to thirteen. Being almost twelve herself, she couldn't wait for the school year to be over so she can enjoy her Summer break.
 
As she took her front row seat, she sat between Saika and Erasa, with Saika being the closest to the edge second to her. She hoped that Saika was a fast runner, cause the moment the bell rang she was going to bolt out like it was no tomorrow.
 
"Alright class," A middle aged man walked into the classroom, his mere presence causing the class to quiet down, keeping him from reprimanding them, "I know its the last week of school, and with what was just announced, it's about time too. Unlike my fellow co-workers, I believe that in light of this news I would like to alleviate the workload of your home assignments so that you can better enjoy the rest of the evening."
 
"Music to my ears!" Videl groaned out happily, as a host of chatter escaped the excited classmates.
 
"I guess that makes sense," Saika leaned forward, chewing on the back of a pencil as his elbows rested on the desk, his palms cupping his face, "what with that TV announcement..."
 
"Aw, don't get down like that. I'm sure everything will turn out fine, you'll see," Erasa encouraged, smiling brightly at her friends, ushering them to smile back.
 
"Alright, now if you can just turn to chapter 30 of your text books I can begin-" The teacher began to trail off, as he heard a distinct banging outside the classroom door. Did he hear screams? The noise disappeared, and after a few more seconds it picked up again, this time sounding closer.
 
"What is going on out there?" The Math teacher inquired lowly to himself, walking towards the shut door, grabbing the door handle to open it. As he leaned his head out of the door, he looked back and forth down the hall, wondering what was going on. Much to his perplexion, a number of the classroom doors were wide open, some barely hanging onto their hinges. Did something happen to the other classes?
 
"Teach?" Videl asked curiously, a hint of fear trickling up her spine.
 
"Don't come out here, Videl," The teacher ushered, waving his hand back at her direction, not noticing a dark silhouette towering over the door pane just outside of the classroom, "something is happening, and no matter what I want you all to keep insid-NGH!"
 
A wet squelching noise, equivalent of a knife cutting through flesh, was heard as the older man was paralyzed from impact. He barely had time to look down to see the stinger wedged in his abdomen, before his entire body was engulfed in light. As quickly as it happened, the teacher vanished into thin air, leaving nothing but clothes to fall at the feet of the unwelcome intruder.
 
"He's right," A deep, menacing voice theatrically drawled out as he deftly entered through the smaller doorway, allowing his whole body to block their only exit, "none of you should leave this classroom. After all, since you are the last people left in this school I want to savor every bit of this experience."
 
Videl froze, just as Saika and Erasa had. A series of murmurs spread across the stair-aligned rows of 40 seated students. They all saw his announcement hours ago, were talking about it, but never thought they'd see him in person.
 
Closing the door behind him, Cell faced the class with a smug grin, "Forget about mathematics, kids. I'm going to give you a hands-on demonstration on the topic of Anatomy and Physiology. My evolution, for example relies on the factor of absorbing your genetic and spiritual essence. Before the day is done, you will get to see exactly how it works!"
 
"A-Absorb?" Saika quivered out, his face shivering with fear, wondering what kind of sick plan this thing intended for them.
 
"Precisely," Cell smiled towards the effeminate boy, his toothy grin containing nothing but malice towards him, "and since you voiced your question, indirect as it might have been, first, how about I demonstrate how it works for your fellow classmates?"
 
'He's nothing but a fake in a costume! He's nothing but a fake in a costume! He's nothing but a fake IN A COSTUME!' Videl repeated the mantra over and over, her eyes steeling up as her fists balled up tightly.
 
As Cell began to walk in a peculiarly, yet eerie squeaking stride towards the trembling Saika she sprung into action.
 
"HYAAAAAAAH!" Videl shouted out, having forward flipped up over her desk and double-kicking Cell right in the face. Not only did the impact cause a whiplash of pain to go up her legs, Cell didn't seemed to be bothered by the attack at all.
 
"W-What?!" Videl uttered with incredulous wonder and growing fear, as her left foot was grasped by an annoyed Cell.
 
"Bitch, please!" He uttered out with a sudden smirk, throwing her over his shoulder deftly, causing her back to strike the chalkboard with enough force to indent her into place. Her eyes rolled up and her body went limp, passing out from the sudden shocking pain that went through her.
 
"VIDEL!" Erasa shouted, standing up on her feet with undeniable fear, causing the other middle schoolers to scream and get up to flee in terror.
 
"Now class," Cell turned his gaze towards the remaining 39 students, a briefly light flashing within his scarlet eyes as his telekinetic hold stretched out over each powerless student. As much as they squirmed and whimpered, they all sat down in their chairs, containing morbidly horrified expressions as they weren't allow to move , let alone cry, "I want you all to pay attention as your classmate demonstrates how this works. I'm only going to have three demonstrations, so you better pay attention."
 
As Cell talked, his tail slithered out of its compacted state, extending around his side towards Saika. Paralyzed by Cell, he could only gasp as the tail began to coil around his ankles, its thick cold exterior winding up at an ever slow pace. His face flushed scarlet, as the smooth surfaced prehensile limb slid over his pelvis and pert shorts' covered cheeks, binding his hands flat at his hips. Feeling the psychic hold over him lift, he could only squirm in the tight squeezing binds of Cell as he is lifted up in the air and turned around to face the class.
 
"Are all of you paying attention?" Cell inquired with an upraised brow, as his tail methodically squeezed in a rippling form up and down the cute boy. This ushered out a groan and an uncontrolled moan, it feeling more like a massage than a constriction death grip. His body began heating up, his shorts feeling tighter than normal, causing him to turn his head to the side with bashfulness as he gasped with every throbbing pulse of his confines.
 
'I'm glad Videl isn't watching, but the whole class?! This is so embarrassing,' Saika thought, biting his lower lip, not noticing the stinger-edged tail open slightly above his head.
 
Drips of copious saliva pooled over his silver tressed crown, causing him to blink and look up, letting out a startled squeak. The beige lips squeezed over his hair, sucking at his head, causing him to let out a strangled moan as he writhed in his limb-wrapped prison. His face was bright red with embarrassment and undeniable pleasure, as the tail's mouth sucked on his head. Within a inching gulp, his eyes vanished from sight, leaving his drooling mouth out as he writhed within his tail-wrapped prison.
 
"Notice how the weak, helpless victim struggles in his confines. Notice how pathetic he is to think that he could dream of escaping destiny of becoming one with perfection," Cell monologues, still enjoying his disposition as the headmaster for the paralyzed class. As the boy's head became entombed in the rubbery tail, his moans became muffled and his body rose higher into the silky crimson tissue walls of the throat. After but a few swallows, all but his navel, wrists, and legs were left, now unraveled to demonstrate Saika's erotic struggles to escape his doom.
 
"Doesn't that look appealing, class? To become one with the Perfect being and enjoying a thrill you will never have known if not for me?" Cell asked in a low, inviting tone as the tail began its slow pumping movement.
 
Saika groaned from within, feeling the saliva copiously drench his body and flow into his mouth, causing him to cough and swallow the warm liquid as it flowed down his body. With every squelching suck and squeezing motion, Saika's effeminate form became stretched through the contours and outlined perfectly, causing some of the class to inwardly squirm at the disgusting, horrifying, and yet strangely erotic sight.
 
Faint sounds of saliva were heard dripping beyond the wet slurps of the tail's mouth over the cute boy, his moans and groans muffled within his limb's throat, causing him to smile with satisfaction. A small swallow later left only his soaked gym short-covered cheeks and his slimy smooth legs that kicks and squirmed with every spasm of the tail.
 
'Poor Saika,' Erasa thought as her face heated up with bewildered arousal and dread, 'he's being mocked in front of the whole class while he's being played like that. Sliding up and down, like he's nothing but a piece of slimy-no! You're not getting fascinated by this! This is wrong!'
 
After Cell saw nearly half of the class blush and the other half grow pale at the sight, he began to pump the boy in and out of the tail's lips. His pert cheeks disappear and his bare legs sliding up wetly into the mouth with only his ankles showing before being slid right back out, his stretched outline wiggling like a worm within.
 
"It's so much easier to give in, like this good student here," Cell continued, placing a hand over the throbbing outline of Saika as he bulged and stretched from within his muscle-bound prison, "Saika, is it? From the way you sound, it's like you're enjoying yourself?"
 
"Mhm!~" A ragged affirmation was heard from within, only capable of hearing the pleasing vibration coming from Cell's voice as it drifted over his now bare chest. His skin becoming more and more lathered in internal goop, he practically drank and bathed in it as he slid up and down. With a sudden push of the tail's internal walls, Saika's shoes slipped off and flopped onto the floor, leaving a writhing figure wriggle and writhing obscenely within the tail's throat.
 
As the lips smacked shut, Cell allowed Saika a slow ride up the tail, its crimson contours hugging his lithe pale body and grinding across his nethers. He could only groan with appreciation as he inched ever-so closer to his destination, unknowing that Cell was already on his way to choosing his next meal.
 
"You there," Cell said softly, his eyes glaring down at a frozen Erasa with an analytic gaze, giving her the ability to speak back, "what is your name, girl?"
 
"E-Erasa," She squeaked out, her body shivering from the constant paralyzing hold and the authoritative control he had over her whole being. She couldn't help but gaze at Saika's squirming form inch ever so closer to behind Cell's back, his muffled groans filled with nothing but uncontrolled pleasure, his despair flowing away as much as his naked form continued to squeeze and suck peristaltically towards its main goal.
 
"Aren't you a pretty thing?" Cell chuckled darkly, causing Erasa to blush a dark burgundy by the compliment from her captor. Glancing over at the barely seen bulge writhing within his prehensile limb, he cocked his head towards his meal's direction, "care to be next?"
 
"I-I...uh...I..." Erasa stuttered, sweat starting to bead down her restrained skin, her whole body nearly turning red from the embarrassment and arousal she felt.
 
"Well?" Cell asked, cupping her chin to raise it up to look him in the eyes.
 
"Y-Yes...please," Erasa said, almost as if she were being told to say so. After those words left her lips, her whole body floated up, hovering erect and dangling in the air. Her eyes blinked widely as Cell's tail arched around and folded underneath her feet, just as Saika's head began to be suckled by Cell's inner sac mouth.
 
"Unnnnnnnnnnnngh!" Saika groaned from within, his soaking milky white complexioned figure slowly sucked up through the wrinkled mouth of scarlet flesh, just as the folds of crimson walls lathered, caressed, and squeezed his cute outline in an erotic manner. He couldn't believe that he was enjoying the process of consumption, but his body didn't allow him to think on such futile things. All that remained was the pleasure and the deep yearning growing within him to become part of a perfect being.
 
Erasa likewise began to bite down on her lips, stifling a moan as the lips slowly sucked wetly up her calves, sealing over her thighs. Her skin felt like it was being sent through the inside of a water bed, soaked and sucked generously, with the inner walls of the mouth wrapping over her skin that felt as smooth as oiled up silk. By the time it folded over her hips, she couldn't help but moan aloud, obscenely gyrating her hips within the lips that sucked and squeezed her whole lower region.
 
"See how enjoyable it is, class? You should follow Erasa's example," Cell spoke aloud to the flustered class, enjoying how they sweated, blushed, and looked uncomfortably on as another classmate was being sensually devoured. He enjoyed the sensation of her soft, warm skin plunging into his secondary maw as it suckled and squeezed the flavor out of the young blonde.
 
Just as Saika's body became halfway submerged into the pillowy folds of Cell's gut sac, Erasa's neck was pleasantly wrapped after a peristaltic pump pulled Erasa into its confines. Enraptured in throat flesh, Erasa couldn't help but pant heavily at the squeezing sucks that the mouth made across her petite body, her body quickly becoming bare within, allowing her nubile skin to be stroked and suckled much to her enjoyment.
 
When Saika pert lower cheeks were squeezed in, Erasa's moaning head was enfolded, allowing her to slowly inch down the throat, her outlined bulge writhing and moaning at the heavenly sensations flowing across her now soaked skin. She happily gulped warm internal juices that flowed copiously across her face, feeling a sedated sensation enter her gut with every swallow as she was pumped decadently closer to her destination.
 
"Watch carefully, class," Cell announced darkly, enjoying the sensation of Erasa's squirming form flow and pump through the contours of his tail noticeably, disappearing behind his back as she reached the internal mouth leading to his internal sac, "you won't be able to see something quite like this again."
 
"Mmmmmmmmm," Erasa moaned out, as her neck slithered out of the mouth opening, sliding right next to a comfortably held Saika. The moment her arms sank into the folds of the pillow cubes of flesh, she felt them hold her tight as her now sunken legs, the same done to Saika on her left.
 
"Hey, Erasa," Saika said with a blissful smile, his eyes practically glazed over with nirvana at what he was experiencing. Folds of flesh had already wrapped over his pelvis, stroking and squeezing him to unnatural orgasm with every pump, causing him to spasm frequently every so often.
 
"A-Are you okay?" Erasa stuttered out, her body shivering with delight as her body was caressed as much as it was drenched in transparent slime.
 
"Good, considering I've been eaten," Saika whispered, groaning against as her hips spasmed with another pleasurable jolt, "I'm scared, yet my body doesn't feel that way. I hope I don't feel any pain..."
 
"Me neither," Erasa whispered out, wriggling around within her comfortable fleshy prison, a hint of a smile on her face as she continued to feel sensual pleasure. Between being held, stroked, sucked, devoured, and brought to premature orgasms, she couldn't help but be grateful for such an unforgettable experience.
 
Then, the tentacles came.
 
Escaping from spaces above them in the pillowy folds' creases, the knotted tendrils slithered down towards their belly buttons and mouths respectively. With a sharp penetration, both yelped, allowing the thicker pair to slide into their mouths and down their throats, pumping their decadently flavored mass into their guts.
 
Both captives gyrated their hips and writhed in place, held tightly in their comfortably drenched prison as the sac pumped them full of muscular tendrils. Then, their bodies lit up brightly, turning a distinct pink.
 
"MMMMMMMMMMMMM! MMMMMMMMMM!! MMMMMMMM!!!" The two gurgled and moaned within their confines, wriggling Cell's gut visibly in front of the class, their muffled sounds heard audibly enough so they could watch the vague absorption process continue before their eyes.
 
Folds of flesh began to wrap around their bodies, tenderly massaging them as their skin convulsed into their sticky grip. As their eyes were covered, they felt as if they were drifting into a blissful nirvana together. Simultaneous final screams were gurgled in their throats as their bodies meshed into the flesh, their essence flowing up the tubes and into the vast network that was Cell's body and consciousness.
 
As a brief pink glow lit up and then disappeared around Cell's gut, he sighed with satisfaction, "There we are. The first to be absorbed into a Perfect being.
 
Looking around, he allowed his psychic grip to release around their arms as he staged his next question, "So, who wants to be next?"
 
After a series of trepidating responses were held, one blushing, sweat-covered girl with a pink bow on her black haired head raised her hand up in the air with a hint of a confused and excited smile.
 
"Me...please," She began, cutting short as she floated towards Cell, right into the path of the wide mouth of his tail. With a squelching snap, half of the girl was encased in the mouth, slurped up and down methodically in a manner that enticed and scared her.
 
Chuckling, Cell knew he was going to have fun with the majority of the class. He already chosen who would go last, so he might as well savor every morsel in the classroom before him, what with how hastily he absorbed the rest of the building's faculty and attending classmates.
 
'I'm going to enjoy this very much,' Cell thought as the girl was swallowed into the tail, traveling down the same doomed destination as the others would follow suit minutes from now.
 
 
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Videl groaned in pain as her eyes began to flicker open. One moment she was leaping to her friend's aid, aiming to kick the man straight out of his "costume" and onto his backside. The next, he was thrown like a ragdoll into the wall, the shock great enough to cause her lithe form to be crippled with pain.
 
Feeling the board wedged around her shoulders into the cracked wall itself, her blurry vision soon picked up the sight of a single pair of legs being swallowed up by a snake's mouth. But it had no eyes and was beige-headed, and was attached to a large bug that had legs, arms, and a head.
 
Shaking her head, she realized with stark realization that it was no snake but a tail!
 
Rapidly than the others, the last classmate writhed and moaned all the way into Cell's chest cavity, already held and beginning to be absorbed by Cell's inner sac.
 
She trembled with fear and incredulity, as she saw not a single friend or memorable face was left. Slime was everywhere, trailing around the floor, showing the evidence that Cell had indeed devoured all of her friends and fellow classmates.
 
'And I'm next,' Videl realized with trepidation.
 
"Ah, you're awake," Cell said with joy, his Namekian hearing the rapid pace of Videl's heartbeat as he savored the wriggling movements in his gut. Turning on his feet, he licked his lips with anticipation, as he used his psychic grip on her to pry her perfectly from the wall towards a greedily drooly tail maw, "time for you to join your friends, Videl. Time for you to become a part of Perfection!"
 
"N-N-No!" Videl began to tear up, even as the tail wrapped around her upper body and head, squelching with a comfortably soft squeeze around her body. It had already begun, her body writhing and kicking with resistance, her skin rapidly soaked from pooling slime that flowed copiously down her body.
 
"Come now, just relax and enjoy the ride," Cell said in an admonishing tone, laughing in a taunting manner as he saw her writhe against the suckling his beige tailed lips made over her wrists and upper body.
 
'This can't be happening! Everyone can't be eaten! That's stupid! Who does that?! NNNGH!' Videl thought with labored resistance, her body already on the verge of succumbing to the pleasing grips the crimson inner tissue walls made across her skin. The fabric was already dissolving within the pouring veil of slime that flowed into her mouth and around her body, causing her to cough and swallow unconsciously as she twisted, turned, kicked and writhed within the expanding space and tightening grip of the decadently delightful maw.
 
"NNNNNNNNNNGH! MMMMMMMMM!" Videl groaned out as she was sucked up to her pert short covered cheeks, suckled even harder and lathered even more than before. Her face heated up and her eyes almost seemed glazed with desire, the unusually hypnotic allure of the sensual consumption Cell had was tainting her mind. She couldn't help but gyrate her hips with instinctive desire, as her tennis shoed feet kicked and writhed from being sucked so deliciously.
 
"That's right, Videl. Give into your desires of leaving your old life behind. Become one with Perfection!" Cell urged on, as his tail's mouth slowly slid down her legs, oozing down to her ankles. The mouth and throat squeezed the outlined form of Videl, her form bulging against the thick tail, writhing with resistance and now coupled desire to be devoured. The moans vibrated the tissue and her now bare skin bucked against the sensual grips the tissue had against her.
 
'My dad would kill me if he saw how much I am enjoying this...this...this sick act of this thing eating me!' Videl thought incredulously, with a hint of pleasure-ridden mischief. With her eyes closed she bit her lip as she squirmed within, knowing that she was enjoying something her dad would never approve of. Inwardly, she was pleased that she got to play the part of a bad girl despite what he would think.
 
'Might as well enjoy this ride for as long as I can,' Videl thought as she swallowed another copious mouth full of goop, moaning longingly as it slid into her gut with blissful pleasure, in tune with the throat's massage against her body. As she felt her shoes fall off and her socks degenerate, her bare toes felt the lips' edge grip her before she rose up the tunnel as the tail sealed itself.
 
Unlike the others, the throat continued to massage her without swallowing her, just retracting itself back behind Cell's body and up into the center part of his back underneath his wings. The entire time, he reveled in the blissful taste of the bare skinned girl that he's come to learn was the daughter of a potential competitor for his upcoming Cell Games Tournament.
 
"Oh the reaction of telling him that I've devoured her along with her whole school will be priceless," Cell spoke his thoughts, even as Videl moaned with submitted enjoyment of being swallowed up.
 
Her head touched a wrinkled mouth that opened and grasped her black tressed head, suckling her up with peristaltic pulses.
 
'Oooooooh, where are we going now?' Videl thought with a giggle, her tongue sliding up the fleshy walls of the squeezing, drenched walls of the throat as she was being swallowed again. She let out a pleased hum as her face was covered by the wrinkled tissue, her body gyrating and writhing in place as she was pumped into the pooched folds of crimson wet tissue.
 
'Nice and cozy in here. All pink and wet. Mmmmmmm, it feels like silk-laced pillows,' Videl thought with joy, her body being realigned as she was poured into Cell's chest sac, her body's limbs already submerging between the spaces of the cube-shaped fleshy walls. They squeezed, kissed, and lathered her skin, encouraging her to moan once more as they minstrated her with incredible pleasure.
 
"Mmmmmm," She moaned with a drunken smile, her eyes glazed with hypnotically allured desire, barely noticing the pair of tentacles descending towards her. She groaned when one entered her navel, flowing into her womb and swirling within it, just as one slid between her lips and slid in a slimy motion down her throat. Pump after pump, the tendril bulged aross the throat of her skin down her her squirming gut, indicating the sensual motion the two extended knotted limbs had within her guts.
 
Then, she began to be absorbed. Her skin lit up with an inhuman pink glow, as the knotted tendrils flowed a liquid essence up its channel in a steady flow. Videl's body thrashed, spasmed, and gyrated from the pleasure her entire nervous system was being flushed with. Her eyes rolled up to the back of her head as her hips pumped upwards, folds of flesh wrapping around her visible skin within the sac as she began to be fully assimilated.
 
As a blissful numbness settled over her entire being, she felt her thoughts travel on a stream. A stream filled with many colors, her body feeling like it was in a whole new world like a pleasant dream. Within a bright flash of light, she found herself landing in the middle of a beach.
 
'W-What?' Videl found herself clad in her one piece black swimsuit, her hair still tied in a ponytail as she rose. The Sun bathed upon her skin and the water tickled her toes. Was it all a dream?
 
"Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!~" Saika shouted from the edge of the beach, inviting her to join what looked like a picnic. In fact, the whole class seemed to be gathered on dozens of blankets with laughter and enjoyment ran rampant.
 
'I guess I was having a nightmare after all,' Videl shook her head, smiling as she ran to meet her friends, eager to participate in her heartfelt longing of Summer Break.
 
In reality, Videl's spiritual essence just merged with the collection of psyches that had drifted into a blissful pocket within the back of Cell's mind. Using his deft psychic prowess, he concocted the illusion of happiness and free will, while allowing their spiritual and physical energy to power him in conjunction with their state of being.
 
Stroking his abdomen with satisfaction, Cell smiled as he walked out of the school straight out the door. How many more feasts will his fellow copies have before the day itself ends?