On a sunny afternoon, Nishikata left his home with a content smile. At the local ice cream parlor was a special on a fully-loaded ice cream sundae with hot fudge drizzling down its sides and gumdrops and sprinkles. It was even about three sizes big. Naturally it would be an automatic trip to the ER on accounts of it being a diabetic death sentence, but nevertheless, a contest circulated throughout the town with a sole few who had claimed their tickets for the ice cream dessert.
 
Luck would have it that Nishikata won a ticket meaning that he was one of the seldom customers who had access to this exclusive dish. Due to his bad luck at winning even the slightest of things, Nishikata was eager to try it out not so much for the ice cream itself, but so he could rub his victory in the face of other customers. He could already feel the delightful taste of the chocolate syrup on the tip of his tongue. Nothing could stop him now.
 
"Oh, Nishikata" a cheerful voice rang out across the street.
 
The black-haired boy cringed internally. That taunting, playful voice. He knew it anywhere. Turning around, his suspicions were confirmed when his eyes locked onto the brown eyes of that gadfly with the huge forehead and brunette hair. She smiled at him in a mischievous fashion. There was little doubt in Nishikata's mind that she was up to one of her tricks. She was adorned in her casual clothes.
 
"Hey, Takagi," Nishikata responded in quick session. "You're heading out to the town as well?"
 
"Sure am."
 
His thoughts trailed back to the ticket signaling for the black-haired boy to hide it. He would have balled it up and crammed it in his back pocket had Takagi not have noticed.
 
"What's that?"
 
Nishikata's eyes darted back and forth with rapid pace. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. "Uh...eh, nothing!"
 
Takagi looked into his eyes and trailed the shaking of his body. She smiled. "You won a ticket from the ice cream shop for that sundae, right?"
 
Nishikata mentally gasped. How could she have possibly known that? Did she have some premonition skills (even though Takagi clearly based her observation on his reactions)? Whatever the matter, he was exposed now. "Yeah...just ended up getting it one time when I went."
 
"Oh? Were you disappointed that you couldn't invite me?"
 
Nishikata's cheeks blushed a deep red. "N-No! That was not it at all!"
 
Takagi giggled again. Nishikata looked down at the ground with rage. "That blasted Takagi, always teasing me. What should I do to get her back for all those days of unending teasing?"
 
Thinking back to his ticket, an idea slowly crossed his mind. "Hey, Takagi: let's do a challenge."
 
Takagi's eyebrow raised. "Sure. What are the terms?"
 
"Oh, the terms? That's right...uhm."
 
Nishikata looked around seeing what he could use as an objective for the game. "See that car over there?"
 
Takagi's eyes glared at it. It was a medium-sized white sedan. The waxed chrome encasing the vehicle reflected the rays of the sun making it glow majestically. The wheels were blinding. Its tires were polished, free of any dirt or residue that could threaten its godlike status. It was parked a short distance away. The owner was nowhere to be seen; likely he could still be inside his house.
 
"What does the challenge have to do with the car?"
 
Nishikata smirked. "I challenge you to eat it."
 
He expected Takagi's eyes to bulge out so large they would shoot out of her sockets. Instead, Takagi remained calm and reserved almost as if she did not take his dare seriously. "You want me to eat a car?"
 
"Yeah, that's right," he replied, "if you eat the car, I will treat you to half of the ice cream sundae."
 
The young boy laughed devilishly to himself. Finally: this was the chance he was hoping for: by giving Takagi such an unbelievable task, he had finally caught Takagi slipping. She had to feel humiliated now. Nishikata looked back at Takagi but he saw that she was no longer standing there. Instead, Takagi was making her way towards the unattended car. His eyes widened.
 
"Wait, Takagi, you're not seriously thinking - "
 
Takagi looked back and smiled. "It's a deal!"
 
The brown-haired girl approached the trunk of the car and knelt down. She clutched the tailgate massing her bare palms on them for a couple seconds to get a good feel of the car. After getting a good understanding of the texture, Takagi's mouth opened freakishly wide so much so that Nishikata could have sworn that he heard her lower jaw crack. Her lips slid across the trunk of the car which bulged in her cheeks.
 
ULP ULP
 
Takagi swallowed sharply bringing the upper half of her face over the back wheels. The young girl wobbled on her increasingly mishappened orb of flesh which was pinned to the hot concrete of the pavement. Nishikata shook his head and rubbed his eyes. There was no way that he was seeing what he was seeing. Takagi, while she seemed to have an unearthly knowledge of guessing whatever was on his mind, he had solace in the fact that she was a mere human. And yet, here he was watching her go half-way up the car with little difficulty. The imprints of the car's wheels and trunk pressed against her stretched skin.
 
"Uh, okay, Takagi," Nishikata replied, "you proved your point, maybe you can stop now?"
 
Takagi muttered some unintelligible sounds and persisted on her mission. The strong muscles of her mouth clamped around the middle of the car driving it further into her core. Ever so lightly, the car was becoming upended and tilted in the air. Drool rolled down the sides of Takagi's mouth and onto her top. Terrified, Nishikata couldn't help but be amused by what she was doing. Seeing a large object go down her throat was shockingly exciting and a spectacle to behold.
 
But his mind quickly changed when he saw the window of the driver's side roll down. On the other side was a bald man with thin-framed glasses. Nishikata's blood froze to a chill. The owner was very much still in the care when he first made the deal. The man's face was plastered with alarm.
 
"What the?!"
 
He didn't have much time to react when he saw Takagi's upper mouth roll over the passenger's side. Somehow, he was able to break out of that petrified state and jammed his keys into the ignition nearly dropping them in his fright. The car's gears muffled advancing the poor man's anxiety. He turned the key over and over again and slammed his gas pedal in such haste.
 
"Takagi, stop," Nishikata yelled, "there's someone in there!"
 
The car's engine droned to life to the man's delight. That relief quickly disintegrated when the thick saliva slithered down his windows followed by the sides of Takagi's mouth washing over them. He kicked the gas pedal but it was too late. Takagi shifted herself up allowing gravity to do the rest. The car rose from the ground granting the driver a good final glimpse of the world outside before he disappeared into the deep chasm. The man unbuckled himself and aimed for the windshield hoping that he could break it open to escape.
 
*ULP ULP GULP*
 
Takagi closed her mouth unknowingly locking the man inside. The front tires and hood made a mishappened bulge while it went down past Takagi's chest. Nishikata could hear the man screaming bloody mirror when his car settled down in Takagi's stomach and he cringed.
 
"I *URP* did it!"
 
Takagi rested on her large body the form of the vehicle incessantly moving but the wheels remained in place. Acid creeped into her organ giddy to start breaking the car down. As it rose, the corrosive substance burned holes through the tires and splintering the inner wheels. Another wet belch rolled through her lips.
 
"W-what, but how?"
 
Takagi stared at Nishikata. "How what?"
 
"How did you eat that whole car like it was nothing?"
 
"Oh, that?" Takagi replied "I always practiced for something like this."
 
"Eh?!"
 
"My Mom told me about how my family was capable of doing this so she let me start off small with apples, grapes, the usual."
 
The car was quickly losing shape with the stomach juices reaching the surface of her stomach walls. It dwindled in size before Nishikata's eyes until it became rounder and more maneuverable. Takagi spit out the driver's half-digested car keys along with half the steering wheel. She smacked her lips relishing the aftertaste. Due to her not having a fully developed body, the fat mostly accumulated on her belly, arms, and back legs.
 
"I have to admit that the car was awfully delicious."
 
While she picked at her teeth with a shard of glass, Nishikata was at a loss for words. With the bet more than accomplished, he relented and ended up sharing half of the sundae with Takagi.