Drawn by  Aesir

Well, it's been a while since we've a Marunomi pic done! And since it's summer (or just about) I figured I'd commission a nice bikini pic with Marunomi getting her revenge on Sakura. Be sure to read the story below!

Also, a link to individual pics for each panel https://imgur.com/a/tvJuIRj



Today was shaping up to be a fantastic day for Sakura. After a series of very difficult and stressful missions, Sakura and her fellow kunoichi had been granted leave for a nice relaxing day at the beach. Aside from Sakura herself, Hinata, Ino, Tenten, and even Temari had joined in on the beach day.

The day had thus far been filled with tons of fun activities like swimming, volleyball, shell collecting, sandcastle building, just to name a few. At the moment, Sakura and the others were tossing around the beach ball, which, after one strong hit from Ino, had gotten away from them. Sakura had volunteered to retrieve the ball, which had settled next to a thick brush towards the edge of the beach. Without a care in the world, Sakura bent down to pick it up, but was met with a sudden, unexpected feminine voice.

“Hello there, Sakura.”

Startled, Sakura looked up to see where the voice had come from, but she didn’t see anything right away. As her mind processed the voice she had heard, she realized, to her horror, that she recognized it. But…that was impossible. There was no way it could be her. But, a second later, a very familiar figure emerged from the brush.

“N…No…” Sakura said, dropping the beach ball back to the ground.

Impossible as it seemed, before Sakura was the voracious gluttonous rogue ninja Marunomi. Suitably enough for the location, she was clad in a green bikini, which showed off her ample curves and breasts.

“It’s been a while,” Marunomi said with a confident wickedly sinister smile. “You’re looking tasty as always.”

“This is impossible,” said Sakura. “We defeated you. You’re supposed to be in jail. In the Food Village.”

“No prison can contain my hunger,” Marunomi said, taking a step forward. “Once I got a taste of you, I just had to come back for more. Yes, I’ve been looking all over for you girls, and I’m glad I found you here. You look absolutely delicious in that skimpy little swimsuit.” She stopped and looked herself over. “Of course, I don’t look half bad myself. This swimsuit really accentuates my wonderful figure. And it’ll look even better once I’ve added you to it.” Marunomi continued forward, licking her lips and placing a hand on her stomach as she approached the young ninja. “It’s time to put you back where you belong.”

With that, Marunomi’s stomach let out an ominous grumble, as if it were crying out for Sakura to fill it. As fear overtook her, Sakura nevertheless tried to remain composed. Knowing it would be foolhardy to take Marunomi on her own, she turned around and rushed towards her friends.

“Guys! It’s Marunomi! She’s-”

But Sakura was suddenly halted as something long, sticky, and slimy wrapped itself around her. Sakura looked down and realized with horror that it was Marunomi’s tongue.

“Agh, no!” cried Sakura.

Desperately, Sakura tried to break free, but the tongue had a firm grip on her, as if she were in the grasp of a boa constrictor.

Meanwhile, Marunomi took the time to savor the young girl, allowing her long tongue to explore every nook and cranny of Sakura’s nearly naked body. Perfectly ripe with youth, her flavor was absolutely exquisite. It was a far more gratifying experience than their first encounter, now that Marunomi could taste her exposed flesh. Her hunger welling up even more, Marunomi placed a hand on her belly, which gurgled excitedly.

She wouldn’t deny it any longer. The tasting was over. It was time to feast.

Retracting her tongue, Marunomi yanked Sakura back and plunged her headfirst into her open maw. Wishing to fill her aching belly as soon as possible, Marunomi wasted know time and swallowed Sakura’s head into her gullet.

Sakura fell into darkness as her upper body was squeezed into Marunomi’s hot, wet, constricting innards. It was an experience she’d been through before when she had allowed herself to be eaten as part of her gambit to defeat Marunomi in their last encounter. But this time it was different. Sakura, of course, had been scared the first time, as there had been the very real chance her plan may not have worked. But this time she was absolutely terrified. This time she was completely vulnerable. This time there was no plan. She had simply been caught and was being devoured like a piece of meat, completely at Marunomi’s mercy. Desperately, Sakura cried out and kicked her legs as she descended further into her captor’s throat; an instinctive, but futile act.

With only Sakura’s waist, hips, and legs remaining, Marunomi continued to lick them over, enjoying her prey’s rich flavor for as long as she could. As she lapped at Sakura’s skin, Marunomi unexpectedly found her tongue tangled up in Sakura’s bikini bottom. In a spontaneous decision, Marunomi wrapped her tongue around the garment and ripped it free from Sakura’s skin, fully exposing the girl’s crotch and rear end. It was a gratuitous act to be sure, but Sakura was just food after all, and Marunomi greatly enjoyed being able to taste eve more of her flesh, especially her juicy buttocks.

Realizing what had happened, Sakura was mortified beyond belief. Or at least she would have been if her mind wasn’t still overwhelmed by the absolute terror of her situation. As she felt her thighs pass through Marunomi’s jaws, Sakura soon found herself inside the sweltering cavern that was Marunomi’s stomach. The last time she had been here, she had been greeted with the sight of the unconscious bodies of Hinata and Temari, and the two glowing balls that had previously been Tenten and Ino. In a way, it had almost been comforting, being reunited with her friends. But now she was totally alone, trapped in Marunomi’s oppressive stomach whose only aim was to digest her.

Marunomi quickly swallowed up Sakura’s legs and feet, effectively allowing them to slide down her greedy gullet. With a final gulp, she had finished her meal. She let out a deeply contented sigh as she grabbed hold of her belly, which had bloated out tremendously with Sakura’s presence. She could make out a vague outline of the girl, seeing her feet, arms, and buttocks, indicating Sakura was curled up in a fetal position in Marunomi’s massive gut.

Although her meal was complete, Marunomi’s tongue remained extended as it firmly gripped Sakura’s bikini bottom. Maruomi could still taste Sakura’s lingering flavor on the garment and, after a few seconds of licking it, she placed it in her hand as she retracted her tongue. She supposed she would hold onto it. Just a small memento of her meal.

“Mmm, that was divine,” Marunomi said as she stroked her belly. “You tasted even better the second time.” She gave her belly a firm pat. “Now, isn’t this much better? You’re right back where you’re supposed to be.”

Futile as it was, Sakura continued to struggle within Marunomi’s stomach, punching and kicking as hard as she could, though Marunomi’s tight innards allowed her very little movement. Marunomi smiled, delighted by Sakura’s movements, which amounted to little more than a tickle for her. As a result of her meal’s struggling, some displaced gas went up Marunomi’s throat and she let out a hearty burp. Marunomi chuckled, not even bothering to say excuse me.

Just then, Marunomi’s stomach let out a gurgle and she felt a familiar dull ache. But it was an ache she was more than happy to feel. And sate.

“Hmm, of course I’m still hungry,” Marunomi continued. She glanced over to the larger section of the beach where Sakura’s friends, continued to play, somehow unaware of everything that had just occurred. “And there’s still four more of you to go.” She licked her lips and walked towards the oblivious. “Yes, I think it’s time for them to join you. I hope they’re just as delicious as you were.”

Hearing Marunomi’s words, Sakura’s fear was renewed with concern for her friends.

“No! You can’t!” Sakura cried.

Gaining a second wind, Sakura banged against Marunomi’s stomach walls, but it was just as useless as before.

“Hinata! Ino! Tenten! Temari!” Sakura cried. But her voice was barely audible under Marunomi’s thick flesh. “Run! It’s Marunomi! She’s back! She’s going to devour all of you! Please! Please run!”

But it was no use. Sakura may as well have not even been there. She was just a lump on Marunomi’s belly now.

Her endless hunger not even close to satisfied, Marunomi continued her advance, ready to partake of more delicious kunoichi.

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Sakura awoke with a fright. She threw herself upright, drenched in sweat. For a moment, she thought she was still in Marunomi’s stomach, covered in her slimy digestive fluids. But, quickly, she realized she was in her bed. In her room. She was safe. It had all been a dream. Or, rather, a nightmare.

Although, rationally, Sakura knew she was okay, the sheer intensity of the dream had really gotten to her. Sakura had tried to brush it off, but it seemed her encounter with Marunomi had done greater damage to her psyche than she thought.

Steadily, she tried to calm herself down. After all, she was in her home, in her village, surrounded by her loved ones. While Marunomi was in the Food Village, rotting away in a cell. And there was no way she would ever get out, and there was no way she would ever see her again.

Was there?

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