Korra really had to try harder. Her excitement and desires were starting to get the better of her, and she often lost control.

Last night she digested the delivery boy in just a few minutes. Mistress Asami was very upset, they had only just started the fun and within minutes of excitement Korra’s stomach was flat as a board, her abs rock solid once more. She knew it spoiled the fun when their party guests metabolized that quickly, but in the heat of the moment she just got so excited that the boy liquified in seconds. His body had been completely absorbed and Asami felt cheated. This time Korra would focus on pleasing Asami, and not let her eagerness get in the way of their good time.

Their special guest tonight was a girl at the noodle shop. She had gone in there for dinner, and so had Korra. After she finished her meal, Korra lugged her back to Asami’s mansion so that her Mistress would scold her for being a bad girl again. Korra loved how Asami made her feel for swallowing people. Asami was the only person left who would ever call Korra naughty for her eating habits, but she was also the person who loved them the most. The only thing Asami loved more than Korra’s muscles was her gut when it was full of wiggly people. And the less they deserved it, the more Asami loved it.

The girl in Korra’s belly, of course, heard everything. All the banter, and role playing, the back and forth. She heard the Avatar go from authoritative people-eater to submissive plaything for her girlfriend. As the night wore on and her two captors dialogue was replaced by groans and moans of ecstasy and pleasure, she began to lose focus on her situation. As the Avatar began bucking and writhing at Asami’s touch, the girl began to listen to the rapid THUMP of the Avatars heart. She began melting away like all the others.

Korra performed much better this time. By the time the two lovers were laying flat next to each other, catching their breath, her belly had barely shrunk at all. Of course, inside Korra’s tummy, their extra participant was a human sized ball of girl-slurry, but Korra had worked hard to absorb as little of her as possible. Asami got up to run to the powder room, slapping Korra’s firm ass as she left. Korra knew she was in the clear, and let her insides do what they had been eagerly waiting to do. Her stomach flattened out so quickly she was hit with a wave of dizziness- her body quickly and efficiently redistributed the girl all across Korra’s body, adding to her muscles nicely.

When Asami came back, Korra was waiting for her. She flexed her abs, and asked with the utmost sincerity- “How does she look on me?”

Asami just embraced her, and the duo started their nocturnal activities all over again, this time without a captive audience.

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