More Arknights and another dumb crossover. Though you would know it unless you were in that stomach. Don't worry, this one 100% horse girl. No bears or pigs. But yes, it's more Platinum. She's the favorite, anyway.

Sorry I don't know a thing about Uma Musume and neither did the friends of mine that gave the idea.

Platinum after a job well done, let out a groan of boredom. Out of entertainment and stuck in one spot, she prodded at the giant active meatball in her lap. It had two girls in there. She was told at the mission brief that the targets were racehorses. Though she was hungry enough to take the job, she slightly regrets it now, being glued to the ground by her own massive calorie intake. "Ugh. Why did my client ask for two? If it were just one, I could walk home myself. All this just so he could win his bet." As if in agreement, her stomach rippled with the two women protesting to deaf ears. Though of course Platinum couldn't care less. "Gold Ship. Super Creek. How bothersome, to think even your names sound fattening. Perhaps after I break you down, I can spare time to track down whoever named you two after a fast food special." A small drop of sympathy from the assassin, who was clearly annoyed of how women of her kind could be named as such. Though the two inside her didn't take a liking to her comment and fired up a rampage to send Platinum a wave of sickness. "O-ough!" *hic* Just packing those two away was enough labor on it's own. Now they're putting up a fight in her. The strain of it all she had to endure. All for some extra pay to save for when she wanted to treat herself on an off day. Was such a nusiance it really worth it? Absolutely. With her midriff swollen with two of her kind. Stuffed and immobile, the smaller horse woman speed dials a number on her phone.

""Hello?" A voice answers.
"Targets eliminated. Doktah, I can't move right now so come pick me up." A small addition to that request was made but in a soft whisper. "By piggyback, please."

"What? I can't hear you, you're a little horse!"

...........

Silence was in the room. Fortunately on the other line, the rhodes island boss picked up on the possibility that his joke wasn't well received.

"I'm kidding, I hear you." Though he didn't catch on to the extra part.

"You're lucky doctor. If you were anyone else, you wouldn't get away with that." she scolded in an unamused tone.

"My bad. I'm coming over with the helicopter now." If only he knew the weight of what said helicopter would be carrying.

Platinum hangs up on him. Now she's annoyed about two things today. Though despite her reception of her boss' joke she realized she still wanted to talk to him longer.

"Little horse, huh? You'll get eaten by those words, doctor..." she turns her attention back to her now still stomach. The shape to her felt slightly different. A bit more 'condensed'. Digestion had still yet to really kick in, though it will soon be in high horsepower in a few more minutes. It's a shame she failed to notice that the two meals merged into one big one while she was distracted. Gold Ship was famished enough to turn on and wolf down Super Creek to sate her final hunger pang. That would've been a trip to watch. Darn... "Can't something interesting happen...?" yawned Platinum, as she leaned on her belly bulge, waiting for her ride to arrive.

Artist-san: Feel free to say whatever you like. Try not to roleplay here though. It'll make you look creepy as hell. Feel free to not care though. Its not like I'm going to reply to that stuff. If it's criticism, hopefully it'll be fair, helpful, unbiased opinions. Otherwise don't expect to be taken seriously. Don't worry too much about me though, I won't bite. Just relax and be down to earth.

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