I said-

GLRRKR

to-

GLRRP

wait!

GUUUUULP!~

The delicate feet of the african princess slithered down Makoto’s windpipe, disappearing into the massive bulge that proved victorious against her balance by forcing the girl to fall back onto her butt. She panted in practiced concentration, trying to refocus after her rash act of rapid consumption.

Urrrrrrrp

A forbidden technique and a long drawn out belch…the girl’s pride was in shambles as her stomach contracted and squeezed Elena’s large size into a curled up ball. Her face stayed at a stern scowl, upset her so-called friend made her resort to using her stomach. Banging her head all night studying worthless subjects had already made her sour mood extra bitter, and for once in her life a street fight was the last thing she needed before her midterms. She smacked her belly to try and put a stop to Elena’s naive fascinations with her innards.

“If you make it past class, I’ll give you *urrrp*...a-a worthy fight. If not, I’m afraid this is how it ends.”

Her belly shook with confused gibberish she readily ignored, Makoto shifting to her feet with her thick and bulbous gut still planted on the ground in front of the school gates. Huffing, she placed both of her fists beneath the girth and hoisted it up with a thick gurgling echoing from the center. Elena muffled a compliment to her strength while the peeved practitioner lumbered to class before the bell rang, striking dire fear in the commoners watching and avoiding her path.

—

The afternoon came, and the karate master returned to the front entrance, her mood barely improved. A sloshing gut and the thick churning sound of digesting princess forced her in a corner away from her classmates, the teacher shakily handing her the test forms before retreating with the rest of the weaklings. She pulled her thick paunch of fat up in her hands, before letting it fall and jiggle against her thighs…Elena had lasted up to Math before moaning one last time and squishing apart. Makoto’s mask of sour indifference broke to pieces as she waddled back home, feeling no joy in making her combatant hang off her thickened butt instead of prone beneath her fist. It only made it worse how delicious the long legged beauty tasted.

“Haah…It must be my loss…” Makoto glumly remarked while unconsciously rubbing the deceased african girl’s chubby leftovers, her thoughts clashing between finding Ibuki for stress relief sparring or for another thick legged feast.

Drawn by  killerperro

Finally paying respect to the ultimate fighting game cutie pie~

This is a part of  Draconatedz and I's Player 1 is Pred series. We pick girls from fighting games we enjoy playing, and get the same artist to draw them in reversed positions.

You can see his part of the trade below.

Elena wins.