Came back from the store just to post this, but someone is holding my spot in line, so i'll be going back after. This time however, I bare a gift! A story by one of my main mans,  pactborn for the sequence. Here, have a little taste (and if you want to read the whole thing, check it out here https://aryion.com/g4/view/688855)
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“It feels… nice, filling, lovely oh!” Compliments to her meal fell flat- that reminded her it was still something living that was beginning to soften inside of her; that was being pressed up Lamb’s own rounded gut. The belch came as no surprise and the Guardian even took some pride in it, letting her mouth open to push out wet flecks of drool: UUUUARRRROOROORORRPPPPPP! It shook the trees around her, jiggling the gut’s melting occupant awake in a fitful fight of crying and punching. “Oh…” Lillia tried not to take some sadistic pride in how well her stomach was holding up against the fight inside of her, feigning sympathy and concern for a fate she already knew the end of. “You want me to eat another?” Lamb nodded and pressed the next head flopping against the other woman’s cleavage. “I’ll have to shift this first one, ho-hold on.” With a motion that felt surprisingly nice, the kicking bulge began to push down, dropping from her stomach, down her midsection and finally compressing it into the larger but much tighter taur gut.

The low-hanging organ dragged along the ground, only stirring the human inside to kick harder which caused Lillia to eep and hiccup. “Oooh URP! E-excuse me, let’s get this next one in me then.” She spoke as if the task ahead was a chore and not a joy for which she was more thrilled than any battle had ever granted her. Opening wide, already the strain that had come so readily before had languished into a warm glow that surged through her veins. ULP! Taking in those well-built shoulders, that delicious muscled chest: Lillia was in flavour paradise! Her gut burbled hungrily, already forgetting the struggling human that was still in her system: GLOORORRRNN! They wanted more and Lillia was happy to feed their desires and her own, taking big greedy gulps of the man whose face she had already forgotten.

“Good, good.” Lamb chided, her white hands sinking into the lower gut, easing the gassy bubbles that often came when digesting feisty prey. Kneading the struggling form in Lillia’s gut for a bit until she felt the substance beneath become soft and malleable, she turned to her own burbling gut. Uurrgrrghhhhhhhhhuurrmblle… A sound not unlike the moaning of the dead began as Lamb’s powerful gut was already pummeling the two inside into a nutritious mush. “Soon, more benefits.” She turned around to show the hungry Lillia what she meant: Those fat cheeks of white began to swell out, becoming less trained and refined as the fat of the people inside of her rapidly became redistributed along the hunter’s body.

Pushing forth, Lillia wanted the same to happen to her. She was already a bit pudgy but she wanted to be bigger, to wear the fat of her prey on her- as a form of remembrance of course! Her sheepish mind still resisted the predatory urge inside of her even as the human male she was consuming was dunked headfirst into the awaiting acids that hissed gently at their skin. Waking up and squirming as best as they could, gravity was against them and Lillia had no intention of leaving the gurgling stomach waiting too much longer: GUUUOORGLLLE! It cried out for more and with their chest bloating out the gut, their legs already slurped in, boots popped off and the raw sweat of fear filling the collection of awaiting taste buds, Lillia finished off her second human, smacking her lips noisily after.

“Oh fuck…” She swore, blushing bright red and looking over to where Lamb stood, feeling those scintillant eyes never leave her side. “Could we wait a second? They’re really-” BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUARRLLPPPPPPP! A second much louder belch left her lips and sent leaves fluttering in the wind of its wake, Lillia looking away from the stoic figure. “Sorry, they’re eurgh, really kicking up a storm in me.” Lamb moved close and rested a hand against Lillia’s warm foregut, just as full as the taur gut and far less sloshy.

“It feels good no?” Lillia nodded to the Death God’s words.

“Yes but-” Lamb shut her up with a finger pressed to her lips, turning her head aside to let out a powerful UUUU-ABRBRRRRRPPPPPP! Lillia couldn’t help but feel her chest hum with delight, with an eagerness as the hunter hurried her on further.

“No, others try to escape their fate. They too must be punished, digested, absorbed.” She grasped her bow and pulled it back until her elbow pushed into the wet contents of her gut, squishing it back with a wet blorrp . “If the Lamb is spared then the Wolf arrives. Far worse for all involved.” Letting go of her bow’s string, the woman gripped Lillia’s hand and tugged her along, making the fae fawn belch in surprise as the soldiers inside of her continued to struggle: BULLLLLOOORRPPPPPP! A helmet flew out, hitting a nearby tree with a metallic clang. Lamb reacted as usual- with cold indifference though a bead of interest crossed those flickering blue lights.
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