The triumphant belch that breezed over Mileena's tongue was ear-shattering, a brutality in and of itself atop the lives of eight unfortunate Kombatants prior. The imbibed fighters have been wholly vanished from existence-not so much left of them for even Quan-Chi to scrap together into a passable revenant; the final remnant of her meal beyond that of her own frame being a lone, thoroughly soaked leotard.

The damp charcoal fabric surprisingly intact, surviving unscathed an unnoteworthy achievement to sendoff it's former wearer. The issuer of the ejected apparel more than satisfied with the result of her binging; much of that which she ate sticking around to balloon her proportions accordingly, with a bulbous stomach left to rest between her plump thighs in support of a similarly impressive bosom.

The hybrid allowed herself to relax following the conclusion of her meal, only a short amount left to siphon through her bowels by this point. As she reclined, the plush nature of her belly lent itself well to exploratory kneading-the dome able to sustain it's own shape despite gravity's influence, yet submitting itself to her ministrations in it's pliability. Eight person's worth of blubber strewn across her figure, Mileena very much looked forward to the next Mortal Kombat Tournament.


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