Jenna panted as she pumped her legs rhythmically. She pushed herself to work harder and harder as her body struggled to keep up. As she began to slow down she felt her large chest bouncing along with her movements and the pressure of her plush thighs rubbing together. Reminded of her mission, Jenna pushed on.
 
 
 
 
Finally the display on the stationary bike beeped, signalling the end of her cardio session. Freeing her feet from the pedals, Jenna let her arms drop to her sides, lifted up her head, and closed her eyes. She focused on slowing her breathing and relaxing her muscles from the workout. Dabbing at her sweaty face and neck with a small towel, her mind had time to wander as she considered the last few days.
 
 
After accepting what happened, Jenna did her best to cover her tracks. She found Stephanie's keys and drove her car back to her apartment. She took the keys inside and left them on the kitchen counter. Taking care not to touch anything, even with her gloved hands, Jenna left the apartment and caught a bus home. Part of her hoped some thief would find the unlocked door and ransack the place.
 
 
Jenna had a story prepared, ready to claim that Stephanie had bailed on their plans. So far, though, it hadn't been necessary. Stephanie had been flakey at the best of times so their friends had assumed that she was off doing her own thing again.
 
 
Thinking back to that night drew Jenna's attention back to her body. With a lot of willpower she had managed to work off some of the excess weight. Her stomach, rounded out as it had been, was trimmed down somewhat. This mostly served to highlight her new hourglass shape.
 
 
Jenna's breasts had kept their size, prompting her purchase of several new bras in the D range. Her hips and ass had retained several inches of padding as well. So far Jenna had been able to cram herself into yoga pants and leggings. The stretchy material was workable until she could burn off more of her recent gains. Jenna absentmindedly pulled at the waist of her pants, stuffing soft flesh back into modesty.
 
 
Feeling less winded, Jenna leaned forward to turn off the machine. She had come to the gym late intentionally to avoid any unwanted attention or questions about her recent...changes. This made it surprising to see a girl on the bike ahead of hers beginning her workout.
 
 
What Jenna really saw was the girl's perky ass waving from side to side as she stood on the machine, shifting her weight from pedal to pedal. The thin layer of spandex left nothing but pleasant scenarios to Jenna's imagination. Her tight shirt traced a thin torso up to the loosely-bound mass of black hair.
 
 
Jenna's stomach clenched and it took a force of will to not cover it with her hands. She took a ragged breath and prayed that the girl had not heard the deep rumbling that had begun to emanate from deep within her.
 
 
'People are not food,’ Jenna thought. 'I swallowed my best friend. I can't change that. But it was a one-time thing! I was drunk! I would never do that normally! She just...felt so nice… And she tasted even better…’ Jenna's belly growled again as if in agreement. She chewed her lip as she struggled to contain herself.
 
 
“Did you say something?” Jenna yelped as she brought her attention back to reality. The girl was turned around, looking over her shoulder. Jenna's breathing quickened as she thought of anything remotely normal to say.
 
 
“Ah..uh...n-no! Nope. Just...finishing up here!” Jenna giggled nervously as she pawed at various buttons on the exercise machine. One of them started up a fan function she didn't know about. The blast of air and loud whirring startled Jenna and she flinched, flinging her hands into the air. The towel she had been holding slipped from her grasp and flew forward, landing right on the face of the other girl.
 
 
“Oh, oh, I'm so sorry!! I don't even know your name and I go and pelt you with my gross stuff!” Jenna jumped up as the other girl clawed the damp cloth from her head. Jenna took the towel back and continued to apologize profusely. She thought that if she kept talking then nobody could comment on the next bout of gurgling from her hollow middle.
 
 
“No, it's...fine.” The girl assured her. “And it's...uh... Susie.” She was blinking a lot and her eyes seemed to have difficulty focusing. Jenna furrowed her brow and grew concerned.
 
 
“Are you okay? You seem a bit...spacey,” Jenna commented.
 
 
“I think so...just...lost my train of thought,” Susie replied. “Yeah, I'm fine. Guess it's just a bit late for this or something.”
 
 
“Well, let me buy you a Gatorade or something to apologize!”
 
 
“No, it's fine, really!” Susie insisted. She righted herself on the stationary bike and straightened to resume her workout. Several strands of her dark hair had come loose and she was trying to blow them out of her face without much success.
 
 
Jenna took the moment of distraction to take stock of her situation. Her belly was quiet for the moment but she could still feel its nagging insistence to be filled. It was a clawing emptiness that drowned out all of her reasons why she shouldn't consume this meal in front of her. All of her guilt melted away as she realized that this was simply the natural order. Survival of the Fittest.
 
 
‘Well,’ Jenna thought, reminded of her new softer form, ‘Survival of the Best.’
 
 
Resolute in her decision, Jenna wondered how she could actually do this. There was nobody else in this part of the building but someone could come along at any moment. The video of her last meal showed her that this could take a bit of time and she didn't want to have to explain a pair of legs dangling from her mouth.
 
 
Jenna looked around and noticed the entrance to the locker room. The showers in there would have the privacy she needed and she could hide out until she was in a condition to leave. Now Jenna just needed to get Susie back there somehow before she starved. Her stomach burbled in agreement. She studied her prey for anything she could use.
 
 
Susie really was quite pretty. Her skin was pale, especially contrasted by her jet black hair. Her bright blue eyes were rimmed by what was left of the dark eyeliner she must have put on this morning. She had vibrant crimson lips that were currently pursed in concentration as she drove herself through an artificial incline.
 
 
Hungrily, Jenna noted that Susie's body had some enticing qualities, too. A black t-shirt depicting some metal band that Jenna didn't recognize [Grasp of Ullr?] clung tightly to her perky, if somewhat small, chest. It showed off a toned torso whose trim waist flowed into the shapely behind she had already admired. Jenna swallowed as her mouth began to water.
 
 
Remembering how Stephanie had let her guard down, Jenna reached over to Susie's face and gently tucked some loose hairs behind her ear. Susie inhaled sharply at the unexpected touch and turned to look at Jenna. Her focus quickly seemed to wane as she blinked several times and her body relaxed from its frantic pace.
 
 
“You…what…?” Susie mumbled. She brought her hand up and rested it on Jenna's arm. Her gaze wandered about the room as if trying to figure out where she was.
 
 
“I think you have been hitting this really hard. You deserve a break,” Jenna purred. She bent down to catch the confused girl's eyeline. The movement had the added bonus of allowing her shirt to expose more of her deep cleavage. “What do you say we hit the showers and do some intense stretching?”
 
 
“Uh…y-yeah. Yes,” Susie stuttered. Jenna threw her arm around the thinner girl's shoulder and helped her off the bike. Susie seemed unsteady on her feet and leaned against Jenna for support. Her head came to rest on the taller girl's full chest and her breathing slowed into a relaxed rhythm.
 
 
Jenna wasn't sure why Susie was so compliant but she thought that her new figure must just be that alluring. She led her prize to the locker room, lowering her hand to squeeze a handful of tight ass on the way.
 
 
As the pair entered the locker room Jenna took Susie to a bench and guided her into a sitting position. She searched the room and found that she was alone with her prey. Despite her apprehension, Jenna felt excitement growing within her at feeling that fullness once again.
 
 
Thinking to cover her tracks, Jenna went to the showers and turned each one to full blast. A veil of steam quickly formed on top of the din of running water. Satisfied that she could be hidden here, Jenna went back and saw that Susie was seated right where she left her. Not one to question good fortune, Jenna took the confused girl by the hand and led her to the last shower stall.
 
 
Bathed in the steamy air, Jenna wrapped her arms around Susie's waist and leaned in for a deep kiss. The smaller girl did not pull away but returned the kiss and let out a soft moan. Jenna enjoyed the interplay of their tongues and let herself get lost in the moment as her hands explored her meal's body.
 
 
Jenna slipped her hand under Susie's shirt. She caressed the soft skin of the lithe girl's back, then traced the curves of her hips down into the stretchy material of Susie's yoga pants. Jenna cupped a tight cheek and squeezed hard, enjoying the firm feel and slight give of an ass that's been worked for.
 
 
An agitated gurgle from her belly brought Jenna out of her passion as she set her mind to the task at hand and took a step back. She considered how to begin without alerting Susie to her peril. However, as Jenna regarded the morsel she realized that Susie had not reacted to anything she had done in the last few minutes. She waved a hand in front of the pale girl's face but Susie just stared blankly ahead.
 
 
Figuring she could press her luck a bit, Jenna slowly reached down and tugged at the bottom of Susie's shirt. No reaction. Tentatively, Jenna pulled the garment up and over the other girl's head. Susie lifted her arms as the shirt came up but offered no resistance or other response. Sweat beaded on her exposed torso as steam bullowed around the pair. She was wearing a black sports bra that stood out starkly against her skin.
 
 
Jenna dropped the shirt to the ground, reached back out, and tugged the bra over Susie's head. Her arms came up and her tits bounced free but the girl stood otherwise impassive. Jenna grabbed Susie's pants at the waist, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the black panties underneath, and yanked down. With some gentle coaxing, Susie lifted her feet and Jenna pulled her clothing free.
 
 
Deciding that she could press her luck a bit further, Jenna took a moment to savor her prize. She stepped behind her meal and gently ran her hands up and down Susie's torso. Her thin form had a gentle slope inward at the waist that Jenna found tantalizing. On an impulse she bent down and ran her tongue over the girl's stomach. Her mouth filled with the incredible taste of this woman, especially seasoned as it was with a sprinkling of salty sweat.
 
 
Jenna moaned as she ran her tongue up her meal's chest and sucked a perky breast into her mouth. The flavor changed as she sucked the softer flesh. It was complex and satisfying in a way that Jenna could not remember experiencing ever before. She felt her meal's nipple stiffen in response to the stimulation and felt Susie begin to breathe more quickly as she became aroused. This prompted Jenna's empty belly to gurgle impatiently, reminding her of why she was here in the first place.
 
 
Reluctantly, Jenna pulled away from her tasting and groping to think about how she was going to manage this. Thinking back to her only experience didn't help much as she couldn't recall what she was actually thinking or planning through the alcohol-induced memory gap. Sweat began to bead on her skin. Jenna blamed it on the warmth of the room as steam bullowed about, but she was beginning to grow nervous. She was in too deep to just walk away now without a lot of unwelcome questions. But how is she supposed to swallow a whole other woman?
 
 
Jenna grimmaced as another gut-clenching hunger pang gripped her. No, walking away was not an option. She was hungry. Hungry in a way that left her no other option. This pale girl in front of her wasn't Susie anymore. She was food. And food only had one destination.
 
 
Instinct took over as Jenna grabbed her meal's hands and stuffed them into her mouth. She ran her tongue over each finger, welcoming the return of the savory euphoria. Jenna gulped deeply to begin her feeding. Her dinner was drawn in up to her elbow with a single swallow. Jenna felt her throat fill and let out a deep groan of satisfaction.
 
 
Swallowing again, Jenna bumped into her meal's head. Her nose filled with an intoxicating scent of fruity shampoo mingled with the musky scent of sweat. With her arms stuck above her head the meal's body was bent forward, giving the appearance that she was diving into Jenna's mouth.
 
 
Enjoying the imagery, Jenna stretched her maw wider and gulped hard. Her food's head slipped in between her lips and she slurped up the strands of dark hair. Another swallow brought narrow shoulders to her mouth as she felt the head slid down her tongue. Jenna felt hands slide into her stomach, encouraging her to push on.
 
 
Jenna ran her tongue over her meal's perky tits as she ingested them, too. She enjoyed playing with the pliant flesh for a moment before swallowing and sending more meat into her waiting belly.
 
 
Realizing that she should try to speed up her dining as much as possible, Jenna tensed her core and hoisted her food's lower half into the air. She leaned against a wall and took another deep gulp. Her meal's waist quickly slipped into her mouth as she felt arms and shoulders begin to curl into her stomach.
 
 
What Jenna didn't account for was the sweat on her food's skin and the wall becoming slick with steam. As she took in a trim waist the slippery surface she was using as a brace allowed more girl than expected to slide down. Jenna was forcefully fed a set of hips, a round ass, trim legs, and dainty feet in a matter of seconds. Her belly surged outward and she lost her footing, her padded ass thudding to the floor.
 
 
A deafening belch erupted out of Jenna followed by a satisfied moan. Catching her breath, Jenna did what she could to take stock of the situation. Looking down showed that her shirt had barely survivedl. Long tears and popped seams left the garment barely clinging to her large chest and doing nothing to cover her stomach. Her gut protruded out just past what she could reach. It was spherical now but Jenna could see more lumps and shapes form as she continued to burp up air that had been gulped down inadvertently. It wasn't long before Jenna could see her meal entirely outlined in taut skin.
 
 
Contrary to the visible, lively struggle Jenna saw from Stephanie on the video playback, Susie appeared to be content with her new home. Jenna rubbed and massaged her enormous belly but nothing seemed to stir her meal into any kind of action. Groans and gurgles signalled Jenna's gut beginning to digest its new occupant.
 
 
As the euphoria of gulping her second girl began to wane, Jenna began to feel the effects of the ordeal. She was blissfully full, yes, but her throat and jaw ached from gravity's unexpected force-feeding. Being so full also made her sleepy but she knew better than to risk a nap in the open with a belly like hers.
 
 
Jenna gathered all of her willpower and leaned forward onto her massive stomach. She managed to put her weight on the bloated form and get her feet under her. The difficulty came when she tried to move into a shower stall. The distance couldn't have been more than 10 or 15 feet, but the going was slow. She took a step with one foot, gripped her gut with both hands, and pulled her feet together, sliding her belly across the slick floor.
 
 
After several minutes Jenna closed the opaque glass door and plopped to the floor under the warm, flowing water. Her breath came in panting gasps from the exertion and she dully realized that she was still clothed. With a sigh, Jenna rested her head on the wall of the shower behind her. She figured that being in wet clothes was better than risking somebody catching her as she digested her dinner.
 
 
In the safety of the stall Jenna could feel her body working on the girl in her belly. She continually massaged what she could reach, marvelling in the rumblings and muscular motions she could feel from within herself. She would frequently feel a particular glorping that worked its way up her throat in the form of a bassy belch.
 
 
Jenna was anxious enough about being caught to avoid falling asleep but she did allow herself to zone out and enjoy the euphoric feelings of being well-fed. As time went on she noticed that the lumps and details of her stomach smoothed out. Her stomach went back to its spherical state but poking and prodding showed that it had become quite soft. Pushing her hands into the sides, Jenna heard gurgling and sloshing as the liquid inside moved around. A new round of burps was forced up, bringing faint tastes of Susie with them.
 
 
Stretching beneath the warm water, Jenna noticed that she could now clasp her hands around her stomach. It was still unnaturally large but clearly beginning to shrink. Kneading the soft flesh of her belly, Jenna regretted not bringing her phone or some way to check the time. She wasn't sure how long she had been back in the locker rooms but she was ready to go home and enjoy this afterglow in the safety of her own home. Running her hands over her still-swollen stomach told her that would be a bad idea right now, though. Better to digest a bit more and slip out without drawing any unnecessary attention than to rush out into a messy situation.
 
 
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A tightness around her waist brought Jenna slowly to her senses. She realized with a start that she must have drifted off. A quick groping of her bloated belly showed her that it couldn't have been too long. She was still mid-digestion with a gut that would have been hard to pass off as a pregnancy with quints.
 
 
Reaching under the groaning orb brought Jenna's attention to the source of her discomfort. Her black leggings were biting painfully into her hips. Pale, chubby flesh bubbled up around the waistband as the pants were stretched to their limits. Apparently the shrinking of her belly was dispersing the nutrients there to the rest of her body. And there looked to be a fair amount of dispersal left to go.
 
 
A big belly brought attention, sure, but strutting out of here naked would be sure to grab more. Especially with the figure Jenna was currently growing.
 
 
Thinking that it was late enough to escape unseen, Jenna attempted to stand up. It was tricky, but not as difficult as it had been after she had just eaten. She managed to get her feet under her and, with a grunt, stood up straight. Jenna's stuffed stomach hung out from her otherwise toned waist.
 
 
Various parts of Jenna's body jiggled about as she attempted to find her new center of gravity. Unable to compensate for her new bloated form immediately, she tipped forward and squished her belly into the wall. The force caused a lump to form in Jenna's throat as something worked its way up. She let out a wet belch and watched an object fly from her open mouth. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, Jenna leaned forward to inspect whatever had freed itself from her gut. She giggled as she saw a single white sock, singed and unraveled in several places, stuck to the wall by her gastric juices. In her desperate hunger, Jenna figured that she must have forgotten to get the last bit of clothing off of her meal.
 
 
Jenna turned off the shower and ponderously waddled over to each of the other stalls to do the same. She then carefully crouched and scooped up Susie's clothes. Walking over to her locker, she opened her backpack and dropped her meal's clothes into it. Jenna shrugged into her jacket and collected her things as she prepared to make good on her escape.
 
 
“Wow, you’re about ready to pop, huh?” Jenna jumped as she whirled around in panic. She saw a woman that she had not heard come in setting a bag down as she prepared to start her own gym routine. Jenna began to breathe heavily as she thought of some way to deny the bloated evidence attached to her middle. She pulled her open jacket as far closed as she could and tried her best to appear as though she was not currently digesting one of her fellow gym patrons. The only sounds she made were the occasional gurgling from inside of her and the low, ominous creaking of the threads of her pants giving way one by one. Her ballooning body was a time limit she dare not test.
 
 
“When are you due?” The woman asked. Jenna thought about the question and found her out.
 
 
“Oh, any day now!” Jenna said with a smile. She ran a hand over her large belly lovingly to play into the narrative. She unintentionally worked a large burp out of the busy organ. “Woops! Excuse me!”
 
 
“Psh, you’re fine! I hear pregnancy does all sorts of crazy things to you,” The woman continued, waving her hand to dismiss any worry. “When I finally have kids I hope I manage to stay as active as you are!”
 
 
“Thanks!” Jenna responded, continuing her slow exit, “Well, I better be getting home. This whole thing takes a lot out of me!” The woman smiled at her and turned away to put her own belongings into a locker.
 
 
Jenna took the opportunity to give the woman a once-over. Blonde hair was pulled tight into a bun to keep it out of the way while she worked out. A hefty chest was visible before the woman squeezed it into a sports bra that bit into her chunky middle. A notable pot belly hung over the waist of her overworked exercise pants. Wide hips and a sizeable ass rounded out her figure.
 
 
Tapping her belly in contemplation, Jenna thought against trying to gulp this girl, too. She was having quite the time getting her body under control as-is without more than doubling its workload. She pulled her coat back around herself and left the locker room.
 
 
Jenna kept her head down and avoided eye-contact with the bored desk attendant on her way out of the building. She made it to her car, fumbled with her keys, and dropped heavily into the driver’s seat. Some adjustments had to be made for her new size but it was manageable after a moment, even if she accidentally honked the horn once or twice with her stomach in the process.
 
 
The drive home gave Jenna time to think over the whole situation. It slowly dawned on her, though the afterglow of her wonderful meal and the adrenaline of almost getting caught, that this was no longer a one-time thing. She had now consumed two women completely whole. As she recalled details of the taste, the pressure of being so full, and the complete control she had over her prey, Jenna began to shift in her set. Rather than guilt at the ending of two lives she felt...excited. Aroused, even.
 
 
‘They aren’t people,’ Jenna reminded herself, thinking back to the moment before she swallowed Susie. ‘They are food. And food only has one destination.’ She stroked her grumbling belly and let out a moan of satisfaction. She could get used to this.