Rebecca bobbed her head to the music that played in her earbuds as she mixed up a protein shake in the blender, acting very casual about her morning routine despite the fact that there were two VERY unwilling people kicking up a storm in her stomach.
 
The young athlete had driven home from a triathlon she’d been in yesterday, only to find her boyfriend, a professional athlete in his own right, asleep in bed with another woman. Not looking to feel any heartbreak for what they might say when they wake up, Rebecca wasted no time in swallowing the two whole in their sleep and going about her morning.
 
An hour or so later and the two were very much awake and making their presence known, kicking and screaming from inside Rebecca’s swollen stomach as she prepared a protein shake just for the occasion which, of course, wasn’t your AVERAGE protein shake.
 
Her friend had given her some of her personal digestion aid, usually used to help predators digest troublesome prey and something that was VERY MUCH illegal for athletes to take within days of a sporting event, as such a drink affected the output of a predator’s muscles and guts GREATLY, but she figured she could let it pass just this once.
 
Eventually, the drink was done, and Rebecca began to pour it from the blender into a cup, all the while taunting her prey while they still had a chance of hearing her.
 
“Once this drink’s in me, you two’ll be stewing in no time!”, said the young predator.
“Serves ya right for cheating, huh? Well, see you on my ass, losers; bottoms up!”
 
At that, Rebecca leaned her head back and swallowed the protein shake, emptying the whole glass in a matter of seconds and releasing a tremendous-
 
*BUORP*
 
-as it exited her throat and entered her stomach.
 
Not soon after she’d drank it, Rebecca could feel the rather slow protests grow faster and faster as her prey became more desperate to escape, not that it bothered her any; a sly smile crept up across her face as she witnessed the two begin to stop their protests as the acidic bubbles begin to rise around them, sapping away at every last bit of their energy until they began to melt away into nothing.
 
What she wasn’t expecting, though, was for her stomach to get bigger.
 
And bigger.
 
And bigger and bigger and bigger.
 
Slowly but surely, her belly began to inflate as if it were a balloon, Rebecca leaning further and further back against her kitchen table as her stomach grew more than triple in size and kept growing. Her look of confidence quickly faded into nervous panic as she took a closer look at the packaging for the protein shake, only to find that she was only supposed to take about a fourth of the package’s contents instead of the whole thing at once.
 
“Shit…”, the regretful pred thought to herself as she looked over her growing form, amazed that she hadn’t burst into pieces yet.
 
*THUD*
 
The sound of a heavy metal thud brought even more concern into Rebecca’s mind as she felt her stomach press against the oven clear on the other side of the room.
 
Either she’d have to get rid of this gas or she’d run the possibility of outgrowing the kitchen.
 
Focusing all of her energy towards her core…
 
*BUUUAAAAUUUOOOOORRRP*
 
An indescribably powerful belch erupted from between her lips with the force of a cannon. Plates rattled in cabinets, birds flew out of nearby trees, and the earth around her seemed to shake as her stomach rapidly deflated, sending her meal’s nutrients directly to her curves at the same rapid pace.
 
In less than a minute, her stomach was flat, the world was at peace, and Rebecca was left with curves befitting that of a goddess.
 
Her breasts had grown gigantic, each rivaling the size of a yoga ball as they stretched out her top to its absolute limits.
 
Her butt had grown as well, squishing against the table and bursting through the seams of her leggings as each wobbly cheek perched itself atop Rebecca’s new three-foot-wide hips and thighs nearly thicker than tree trunks.
 
Still reeling from her inhuman belch, Rebecca was quickly brought back to joyous reality at the sight of her new breasts.
 
Using her athletic strength, she hefted her breasts up in front of her with little to no effort; now standing up, the young pred had ample space to ogle her own body, running her hand down her wide hips and staring down the vast valley of her cleavage.
 
“Imagine the guys I’ll pick up with these!”, Rebecca said as she plucked her thumbs across the incredibly tight straps of her top.
“With these babies, I’ll be taken in no time flat!”
 
“Ha! Flat…”
 
As the curvy girl made her way out of the kitchen (stopping a couple times to marvel the immense jiggling that enveloped her ass with every step she took), she stopped to take notice of a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach.
 
Hunger.
 
“Weird…”, Rebecca thought to herself.
“I just ate! Although…”
 
“I COULD go for seconds…”