“Homura, what happened to everyone.” Madoka asked once again, her voice no longer sounding concerned, but rather, afraid.

“Madoka, I'm sorry.” replied Homura, not taking her gaze off of her friend. “I tried to hold back for you, I really did.”

“You're – You're not making any sense.” said Madoka, giving a yelp of surprise as Homura's stomach gave an even louder ominous grumble, as if it was growing impatient.

“Shhhhhh.” Homura whispered, as she gently rubbed her middle, as if she were a mother soothing her irritable unborn child. “Even after all that you still want her?”

“Her?” Madoka repeated.

Homura gave an apologetic smile. “I thought things would be different this time, I really did. But in the end I guess I was just too weak, and I sorta gave in.” she said as she glanced back to the wall of her own bloated flesh. “I figured just one or two would do. But it was like that gnawing emptiness inside only grew. But even with the whole school it still isn't enough, especially when I look at you Madoka.”

Kaname could only shake her head, not wanting to believe the ridiculously absurd and horrid things Homura was getting at. “Homura please.” she begged. “Please, where's Sayaka? Where's Hitomi? Where's our teacher Ms. Saotome?”

As if in response Homura's colossal belly gave a wet sounding gurgle, as something shifted within her depths. A second later Homura placed a hand to her lips, muffling a loud belch, her cheeks slightly puffing out from the expulsion of gaseous air. Her stomach finally settling, Homura let out a satisfied sigh of relief, her once queasy looking expression fading away as her overstuffed insides now at last made some much needed room by beginning to drain what had been stewing in her gut, the sound of liquid being siphoned loudly being audible to both girls.

“I think you just missed them Madoka.” Homura chuckled in a grim manner, as she patted her middle contentedly. “That Miki Sayaka always tends to upset my tummy you know. It's always a pain getting her to pass.”

Kaname Madoka could only groan as she stared in futile distress at Homura's massively turgid middle, watching the overstuffed fleshy orb quiver as its contents were being funneled into Homura's gastric depths.

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Based on this story I wrote https://aryion.com/g4/view/391003. Wanted to get a picture to complete a set of other pics centering around those three sets of mini stories and wanting to finally give Homura a chance to be a pred after so long, even if technically this Homura isn't the same as the long suffering Homura from the Charming Sayaka series haha.

You can also check out the other pics from the Fattening Cycles of Homura story here:

https://aryion.com/g4/view/372255

https://aryion.com/g4/view/402850

https://aryion.com/g4/view/398707

This very hungry Homura drawn by the very talented  Zaou !

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