Mahiru, the ultimate photographer, froze. Thoughts of who the voice behind her raced through her head. She slowly turned around and came face to face with Sonia Nevermind, the Ultimate princess. Sonia was a taller girl, with long blond hair and a desaturated green dress with a red ribbon on it. She also had white puffy shoulders and a bow in her hair.
 
 
“What are you doing Mahiru?”
 
 
Sonia asked with a confused look on her face.
 
 
“Oh um”
 
 
Thoughts of how to explain the giant mound of peko shit right behind her raced through her head.
 
 
“I am doing a Japanese ritual”
 
 
“A ritual”
 
 
Sonia's eyes lit up with the thought.
 
 
“Which kind?”
 
 
“A special Japanese bonding ritual called vore. What it is is that someone eats another person to become better attuned to their friends. Don’t worry it's completely non lethal and the subject will wake back up in their bed the next day like nothing ever happened.”
 
 
“FASCINATING! I never knew yall ever had such interesting rituals. I need to go ask Gundham about this. He must know something about this “vore” thing. Actually I have a request, Mahiru?”
 
 
“What is it?”
 
 
“Can I vore you?”
 
 
Mahiru froze a panicked look briefly being struck upon her freckled face. She may have said too much. She gulped again thinking of a plan of escape
 
 
“Um sorry I have a thing that I must attend to Sonia”
 
 
“Well this should only take but a few short hours so you must be able to do it afterwards.”
 
 
“Umm seriously I must be going”
 
 
Mahiru backed away slowly in an effort not to step on the steaming pile of Peko. Sonia walked forward and picked up Mahiru by the waist opening her mouth wide. She soon shoved the poor photographer's face into her awaiting jaws. Mahiru screamed although no one could hear her. Sonia was still unwavering, wanting to press on and complete the “ritual” unperturbed by her companion's crys. She started thoroley licking every part of the ginger's freckled face, tasting of strawberries.
 
 
She swallowed further, removing Mahirus's camera and ripping away her dress. Tasting every bit of exposed skin. She came further down, not stopping at her chest or ass until she got to her legs. She stopped for a moment removing her meal’s shoes and stockings before swallowing her exposed pale feet and sending Mahiru to her fate.
 
 
*BURRRRRRRP*
 
 
“Pardon me” Sonia said, covering rather unlady like belch with her soft hand
 
 
A piece of black cloth with polka dots flew outl, Mahirus panties. Sonia inspected them and then placed them on the pile of other clothes shed removed from the photographer.
 
 
Mahiru fell down with a loud *SPLASH* falling into the pit of acids. Mahiru screamed, instantly feeling her skin burn at just the touch. She tried to punch the walls but with every punch her knuckles just burned even more.
 
 
“Ouch Mahiru. Please, I advise you not to struggle, it hurts. And remember this is to build are friendship”
 
 
“NO ITS NOT. I’m sorry Sonia, I lied to you. I just ate Peko in revenge for her eating Hiyoko.
There is n-no ritual”
 
 
Sonias usually cheerful face went grim faced with the reality of the situation.
 
 
“Oh. Oh my god I am so sorry Mahiru I-I don’t think I can spit you out”
 
 
“I-its fine”
 
 
The two started balling their eyes out, both crying at the grave mistake that had just taken place. Mahiru soon melted, turning to chym.
 
 
“*Sniff*, I’m sorry Mahiru. I hope you can forgive me”
 
 
____________________________________________________________________________
!!!SCAT!!!
 
 
Hours past, Sonia hearing the Monokuma announced signaling nighttime. She decided to let Mahiru go inside her own bed as a sign of respect. She used Mahiru’s E-Handbook, letting her inside the cottage. She went to the ginger bed shedding a tear in memory of her friend.
She squatted over the large bed and strained for a second, she pushed out a large skull, turned stained brown with crap. It seemed to look at the blonde princess, judging her for her mistakes. Sonia cringed in sorrow but continued onward. Next a stream of almost liquid diarrhea like scat came pouring out of the royal asshole. Inside of which were tin shards of broken bone. It continued pouring, filling in the skull's eye sockets. It continued pouring out until there was a large steaming pile of Mahiru almost a foot high standing on her bed.
 
 
“I’m sorry Mahiru” the princess said tearfully, laying out her friend's precious camera next to her. Sonia then left crying not believing that she had killed her friend.