Chiaki Nanami, the ultimate gamer, stared at the gymnast with a look of confused disbelief on her face.
 
 
“You where the murderer?”
 
 
She asked, confused. Chiaki was a small girl with short pale mauve hair cupping her tired looking pink eyes. She wore a dark blue hoodie over a collared white shirt and tan skirt along with a pink backpack in the shape of a cat.
Akane stood still, mouth agape. She soon changed her expression, to a wide smile in an attempt to hide her hunger induced homicide.
 
 
“Oh Chichi don’t worry about it.”
 
 
“I know it's you”
 
 
Akanes grin faltered
 
 
“Pfft nah I’d never.”
 
 
“Then can I investigate the storage room?”
 
 
“Sure”
 
 
Akane said the last part through gritted teeth. Chiaki walked past Akane, seeming to not care about her classmates' predatory nature. The gymnast, for her part, was coming up with a plan using the limited brainpower she possessed. She suddenly sprung into action leaping forward at the gamer.
 
 
Chiaki, knowing that Akane would try and digest her, came up with a plan of her own. She tore off her pink set of undergarments and bent down in front of the raging gymnast, pushing her ample buttocks out. The muscled women slammed into the short girl's rear, stopping her in her tracks and causing the gamer to produce a loud, unlady-like moan.
 
 
Everything was dark for the ultimate gymnast. She tried screaming, only to close her mouth in disgust. Wanted to vomit but knew that would only make her time in the colon worse. She felt a large pull from inside the gamers depths, pulling her closer to her fate. She was twisted left and right and left in right feeling her skin begin to soften from the continued exposure to the intestines. Finally she was being pushed into the stomach, it smelling of greasy spice.
 
 
Chiaki burped loudly, a white pair of clothe panties flying out, landing by the vending machine.
The gamer smiled down, admiring her enormous gut, giving it a small shake. The sleepy girl soon grew bored of this, taking out her SP Vita and playing some game on it, caring not about her screaming food.
 
 
 
 
 
 
The larger, panicking girl was forced into the fetal position, much of her clothing already having been melted off. She trashed, kicked and screamed. All of it to no avail. Chiaki's digestive juices had started to brutalize the poor meal. Much of Akane’s lucious brown hair had melted off, along with much of her light brown skin being turned to a dark pink.
 
 
Akane punched the stomach walls in desperation, her bone delivering a sickening *CRACK* as she cried out in pain. The minutes ticked by, Akanes once glorious physic was soon transformed into a pile of featureless mush.
 
 
“Sorry Akane, but game over”
 
 
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!!!SCAT!!!
 
 
Akanes remains where soon processed, adding a significant layer of fat to the gamers already impressive ass. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in the bowels.
 
 
“Uhg”
 
 
Chiaki grunted trying to hold the mass of ex-classmate inside her. She sprinted to the vending machine, shoving her fat ass into the opening at the bottom. Light ochre scat flew into the vending machine quickly filling the bottom of the contraption. The pile of almost liquid shit began to rise, enveloping all previous snacks. If you looked closely you could see parts of shattered bone and strewn dark brown pieces of curled hair.
 
 
Chiaki soon moaned, plunging two of her ginger into her groin. She loved the feeling of the immense load of a once classmate being forcefully removed from her abdomen, pulling her asshole apart. She continued fingering more and more until she climaxed, shooting her sweet liquids onto the floor, satisfied. She looked backwards, smiling at her work.
 
 
Standing in front of her was the vending machine, now filled almost to the brim with wet liquid scat. Akanes remains still visible within.
 
 
The screen reserved for Monokuma came on above Chiaki. The familiar black and white bear sitting casually.
 
 
“I’m getting bored, So let's begin the class trial! Meet at mount monokuma on the center island.”
 
 
Chiaki swiftly pulled her clothes back on, and headed out for what where probably going to be the last few hours of her “life”.