Z1 masturbated furiously, the image of her superior’s demise at the hands of a mystery shipgirl causing her extreme arousal. She had thought Friedrich Der Grosse was invincible and intimidating, but the illusion had been shattered by seeing her digested and turned to tit and ass fat. It made Z1’s body tremble as she came again and again, not having enough until she passed out from pleasure. Breathing heavily and rolling onto her side, her mind had already been set on who her prey would be.
 
Friedrich grumbled in annoyance as she stepped out of the shipyard. Not only had two Americans caused her demise, she didn’t even know who had finally digested her. Enterprise was a solid guess, but she decided against trying anything on her because of her rather vengeful sisters. Frustratedly going back towards her dorm, a smaller girl ran up to her. “Miss Friedrich, your room’s a bit of a mess right now, don’t go in!” It was Z1, a little destroyer she had barely thought of. “I just want to get a bit of sleep to quell my temper, that’s all.” Z1 blocked the door. “No, please Miss Friedrich, whoever ate you made a mess in here… If you would like to sleep, please let me guard the beer bath while you relax!” This seemed a bit off but Friedrich was fed up with everything. “Ugh, fine. You had better not let any of the Eagle Union girls in, though.” Z1 gave a nod and gingerly began leading Friedrich to the bath.
The Beer Bath was in a communal spot, meaning access wasn’t exclusive to the Ironbloods. Friedrich opened the door before Z1 stepped in front of it, and stripped her clothes off. Perhaps drinking herself to sleep would help her relax after being digested by an Eagle Union ship. Meanwhile, outside the door, Z1 was telling off a few Sakura Empire cruisers and asking them to come back later. She wasn’t going to have her impending meal stopped or interrupted. Many glasses of beer were gulped down within the bath before Friedrich finally fell asleep. Z1 peeked in, and seeing her chance, she came in.
 
Knowing there would be no excuse for it but throwing caution to the wind, Z1 stripped and came in, sitting on Friedrich’s lap and sucking on her fat, milky tits. The drunken Battleship snored as Z1 sucked out her sweet tit milk, unaware that her impending predator was having a sample of her as she slept. Licking Friedrich’s abs beneath the beer, Z1 came up for air. She had tasted enough and needed to move on to the main course.
Positioning herself above FDG and taking both of the bigger girl’s hands into her mouth, Z1 began gulping down her much larger prey. First Friedrich’s arms, then her head, then her shoulders. Z1 hadn’t had any issues yet, but it was about to change. As her mouth glided over Friedrich’s nipples, the Battleship awoke and started thrashing. Screaming and wiggling, the freshly resummoned prey didn’t want to accept her demise again. ULP! Z1 manages to squeeze Friedrich’s tits into her mouth, but she had lots of trouble getting any further.
At this moment, the door to the beer bath opened and two Americans walked in. Allen M. Sumner and Cooper walked in on quite a scene, with half of Friedrich Der Grosse sticking out of Z1’s mouth. Looking at each other and giving a smirk of understanding, they came over and began to lift Friedrich’s ass and legs into the air, getting splashed with beer in the process. They eagerly began facilitating Friedrich’s demise by pushing her into Z1’s eager maw. The Ironblood Destroyer was pleasantly surprised by the Americans’ help, and she mumbled her thanks. “No problem, as long as you help us with something we’ve been wanting to do~” Sumner leverages her position a little, having a few thoughts about gulping down both Z1 and her prey but deciding on a different plan of action. Cooper’s sadistic side started to show as she spanked Friedrich’s ass a few times before pushing it into Z1’s waiting mouth. Sumner got a little sample of the Battleship before she was fully gone by licking one of Friedrich’s soles. Seeing this, Cooper followed suit but recoiled, personally disliking the taste. Sumner, on the other hand, enjoyed it. She helped push Friedrich the rest of the way in before giving Z1 an unexpected kiss. The Ironblood Destroyer blushed heavily as the Eagle’s lips met hers, embarrassed at Sumner’s forwardness as the Eagle Destroyer puts an arm around her and rubs her belly with the other. “What does she taste like~?” She asks the Ironblood girl. “I- I think she tastes like a juicy bratwurst~” Z1 moans as Sumner rubs her belly, before letting out a burp. Cooper had been watching, and with a little bit of built up lust, she slips her hand between Z1’s legs and rubs a finger against her slit. The Ironblood girl moans lewdly, and the pleasure causes her gut to churn.
 
Inside Z1’s belly, Friedrich is subjected to a rather rude awakening. Finding herself in a churning gut for a second time, and in a puddle of goop which she presumed to be Z1, she kicked and punched in frustration. Swearing loudly in German, she writhes angrily in what she thinks is another American’s belly. What she thought was formerly her comrade was really just Z1’s lunch, and lewd moaning on the outside signaled that her kicking and punching was doing the opposite of what she wanted.
Sumner giggled as Z1’s belly started jiggling, the battleship inside not enjoying her imminent demise. Muffled screams from inside come as Z1’s stomach acid is all the way to Friedrich’s neck. Splashing and trying desperately to find Z1’s esophagus, Friedrich’s screams turn to gurgles as her mouth goes under. She desperately thrashes in the stomach acid as it submerges her, the walls of Z1’s stomach squeezing down on her as she can feel her body softening. Gurgle… GRRRR! GLORP GURGLE! GLLLLLLLRP! With each sound, Friedrich’s shape fades away until Z1’s belly is round and smooth.
Z1 felt Friedrich soften inside her, and the thought of her leader getting reduced to goop made her cum. Sumner felt Z1 squirt, giggling as she gives Z1 a kiss on the lips just as Friedrich turns to nutrient goop. “Ngaaaaah~” Z1 can’t help but moan. “She’s all turned to goop now~ She’ll give you some really nice curves~” Sumner comments. Cooper had moved away and started masturbating, imagining digesting one of the Sakura girls.
“S-so, do you think I can leave?” Z1 timidly asks Sumner, who was in a position to gulp her and her belly down if she wished. “You’ll probably be a little heavy for that.” Sumner giggles as she rubs Z1’s massive gut. “You want us to stay here with ya, or do you wanna be alone to absorb her~?” The Ironblood ponders for a moment, before replying, “Get out of here for now, if I get found out I don’t want you two getting punished for it with me… But I wanna give you a kiss for the road~” Sumner giggles and does so, french-kissing Z1 before slipping out of the pool. The Ironblood Destroyer blushes as the two Americans towel off and wave goodbye. They step out and head back to their dorms, eager to see Z1’s enhancements the next day. Z1 leaned back in the beer bath, feeling rather tired from the huge meal she just digested. She let sleep take over, her body starting to absorb Friedrich.
 
~ Normal Ending ~
 
Z1 awoke to a huge pair of tits in front of her, each of her enhanced orbs almost the size of her own head. She blushed, lifting an arm to see if she had also gained pudge. Indeed she had, her arm was quite pillowy. She tried to look at her ass, and it was just fat enough to be seen past her sideboobs. She giggled as she stood up, feeling the new layer of pudge on her belly and thighs jiggle. She got out of the tub, cleaning herself off with a towel before putting it in the dirty towel bin. She tried to fit her clothes back on, but all she could still fit was her skirt. She improvised, wrapping a towel around her breasts, which bulged around it. She opened the door and went back to the Ironblood dorms to find herself a new uniform.
 
~ Disposal End [Scat Warning] ~
 
Sumner had come back to the beer bath to check on Z1, and the opening of the door woke the significantly buffed Destroyer from her sleep. Z1 had become absolutely stacked, with breasts bigger than her own head and thighs to rival Friedrich’s. Her belly was quite large as well, holding what remained of the once-great Ironblood. Sumner chuckled, knowing Friedrich was going to be resummoned at Level 1 the next time. The Ironblood really would be shit, in more ways than one. “Hey, can you help me get to the *Gurgle* bathroom? She wants out, and she wants it now.” Sumner giggled and nodded, grabbing a towel and drying Z1 as she waddled across the floor. Sumner opened the door to the hallway and made sure no one was there before guiding Z1 to the bathroom. Sumner checked the stalls, none were occupied, but one had the steaming remains of some unlucky shipgirl filling the toilet bowl completely. Sumner picked the fourth stall. It was far away enough that the smell from the other stall wouldn’t be overwhelming. Z1 shut the door and thanked Sumner before lifting the lid and spreading her asscheeks. The first log was thick and contained one of Friedrich’s semi-digested stockings, flopping down and onto the edge of the toilet as shit leaked from the acid holes in the stocking. The next to come was Friedrich’s other stocking, landing squarely in the toilet bowl with a satisfying squelch. Next came a few plain brown logs, filling the bowl up more, before a massive turd pushes on the inside of Z1’s asshole. She moans as the turd stretches her out, almost as wide as her torso, before it plops into the toilet bowl. Just as with Enterprise’s digestive tract, Z1 had shit out Friedrick’s turned-to-shit torso. To top off the shit pile, the Destroyer shits out a few logs thick with Friedrich’s hair. They land in the toilet bowl as more pure brown logs come out of Z1’s plump ass. By the time she finishes, the toilet is overflowing slightly with what remains of FDG. Good thing the janitors wouldn’t know who to blame. As Z1 was about to wipe her ass, she let out a loud fart, sending both of Friedrich’s horns tumbling into the towering shit pile that used to be their owner. Z1 lets out a giggle before wiping her ass and tossing the paper where Friedrich’s head would be if she wasn’t a huge pile of shit. Washing her hands and checking herself out in the mirror, Z1 walks out to see Sumner texting on her phone. “You mind if I grab a pic of tough ol’ Friedrich~?” Z1 nods. “We can put it in her room to remind her she is not so tough after all~” The two girls giggle before Sumner goes and gets a pic of the pile. “Pee-yew, she made a real stink in there~” Z1 laughs at Sumner’s commentary before they walk off together, talking about how the Ironblood would repay the Eagles for helping her gulp down and dispose of Friedrich.