"A new island, huh…? I should go find some clues too…" Mahiru Koizumi states aloud with a certain lackadaisical cadence. The short twin-tailed dancer standing next to her instantly pouted, upset that her big sis had forgotten about her promise.

"Eh, you can't! You promised you'd tie my kimono sash!" The redhead's face scrunched, her and her big mouth…surely she could put it off just a bit longer.

"Th-that was…we can do that after exploring the new island…"

"B-but…if I don't hurry and go take a bath…they'll *sob* call me smelly again…they're *sniff* gonna bully me again…" Usually, it was difficult to tell if Hiyoko Saionji's tears were real or not, but they definitely were this time. Even the critical and often overly cynical Hajime Hinata could tell. Mahiru couldn't turn away a sobbing little girl, no matter how much she really wanted to…

"O-okay…then let's take a shower first…"

"Yay! We're gonna wash each other!" Saionji's expression instantly shifted to pure joy, as she thrust her tiny arms into the air excitedly above her. Hajime's brow furrowed as he rethought if those tears were truly genuine or not. If they weren't, then this girl was damn good at faking it…

"Huh? Wash each other?" This was news to her… she was just planning on waiting outside as her companion scrubbed herself clean. Mahiru wasn't dirty herself, after all…

"H-hold on. I-I don't think it's a good idea for me to go in too…"

"Now now, we're both girls. There's no need to be shy!" Hiyoko was licking her lips with a halfway lecherous and halfway innocent smile on her cheerful face. The onlooking male couldn't decide which was more fitting for her supposed intentions in this case…

"B-but…"

"C'mon, let's go!" Without letting her get a word in, the little Ultimate Traditional Dancer began dragging the Ultimate Photographer towards her cottage, so they could get intimate and more importantly squeaky clean together before exploring the new island. Hajime watched them scurry off with a curious expression painted on his usually neutral face.

…

…Wash each other?

…

I-I see… Washing each other, huh…?

…

"Washing each other…?"

"N-no! I shouldn't!"

What am I thinking… If I get caught, I'll never hear the end of it!

B-but… E-Even I have men's urges swirling within me…

"…Huh?"

That's right… I do have it!

A huge… Man's Nut like this!

Urges… urges… Urges… nut… urges… nut…

Nut urges… Urging nuts… Nuts and urges…growing within me…!

"Fufufufu… That's right, I have this with me…"

"…All right! I will obtain it…"

"An urge that will exceed this nut!"

And then I… beyond the steam…

I saw the nut…no, the urge that was resting on this island!

"Yay! Washing each other! Yaay! Yaay!" Hiyoko Saionji almost chirped, her high pitched voice penetrating the thick steam and the droplets of water splashing against the white and gray tiles. There wasn't a trace of embarrassment on her adorable face as she pranced around carelessly, her undone hair gracefully clinging to her bare back from the hot water dripping down their exposed forms.

"Hey…!" Mahiru Koizumi was sulking a bit, her cheeks flushed with a rosey hint of red. Even if it was with another girl who was young enough looking to be her kid sister, Saionji was still the same age as her, so it was embarrassing to be so indecent… Especially considering how excited she was acting about it all! Mahiru wanted to cover her face and hide, but Hiyoko wasn't having it… she had probably brushed up against every bit of her nubile form by now, except for her most private parts… and now she had a lathered up sponge in hand, really ready to go to town on her…!

"Where do you want me to wash you, Mahiru!? From where to where do you want me to wash you!?"

"J-Jeez…!"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH…!

Just like chestnuts roasting on an open fire, my urges are broiling, churning, and unloading inside my heart!

…

…Wait, huh? Was my…characterization always this way?

"Q-Quit it, Hiyoko… that tickles~" The redhead giggles nervously, as the much shorter girl stands on her tippy toes to scrub her back. Hajime can't help but slip back into his nut urges, as his face pressing daringly close against the glass window. If he lingered any longer, surely they'd-

"…H-Hajime?! Oh my god, Hajime Hinata is peeping on us through the window!!" Saionji's face twisted into a hateful scowl, as she moved her arms to cover her delicate private parts. Mahiru whipped around, her face a mixture of terror and anger, her eyes darting to the window to see the supposed peeping tom for herself. And sure enough, there he was…

"…Y-You… You bastard!!" Hajime bolted like a bat out of hell before they could shout any more, dropping his precious Urging Nut in the process. It couldn't save him now… especially not since they'd seen his face! It was all over for him, he was going to be labeled as a degenerate pervert, worse than even Souda! B-But he really wasn't! It was that damn nut with its urges!! How could he explain it to them, delicately so they'd understand…?

Without thinking, he ran to his cottage and locked it tight behind him, breathing erratically from his sudden mad dash for survival. His back lay flat against the door, as he slid down slowly, still panting… and then there were two sudden sets of angry knocking at the door…!

"Open the door right now, and we might let you live long enough to defend yourself! You won't get another chance before we break the door down!!"

"I'm gonna squash you like Mr. Ants, Hajime!! My foot's gonna make you go squiiiish!! Oh, but you'd probably like that, wouldn't you pedo?! Be a man and show yourself!!"

The young teenager's mind swirled as he weighed his options. The first option was to remain huddled in fear, before they went and got the others involved… and the other was to face them head on. He didn't feel too confident about the latter, but it was certainly better than letting them get any of the burly men on their side. He was going to have to be just as strong to face them…! Oh man, why'd he have to drop his Urging Nut running away?! He could really use the support right now!

"O-Okay, I'm opening the door…please calm down!" With clattering teeth, Hajime unlatched the lock, and slowly went to turn the handle, when a fierce kick connected with the door, which then collided squarely with his face. Hajime Hinata flew backwards, crashing into his shelf containing and displaying his precious collection of Monokuma collectables. The black and white bears rolled and scattered all over the place, but that was the least of his concerns now. No, the most pressing matter was the two angry girls forcing their way into his cottage and locking the door behind them as they slipped inside!

"H-Hey, wait a second, there's no need for viole-" The boy tried to sputter out, but Saionji's sandel met his face first, shutting him up as another head injury slammed him against the wall. The Traditional Dancer frowned with flared teeth as she ground her foot into his stupid, worthless expression, not an ounce of forgiveness or understanding on her twisted face. Her eyes flicked over to Koizumi, as she barked out an order that even she wouldn't disagree with.

"Go find some rope, Mahiru. We need to make him nice and secure before the interrogations begin…"

"Right…there should be some in one of these dresser droors."

"W-Wait!! Ladies, I'm sorry, I-"

"Shut the hell up, scumbag!! You'll speak when spoken to!! Understand…?" Saionji's foot reared back before she stomped down hard on his head, a surprising amount of pressure and pain being applied to his cheek despite her small stature. Hajime cowered as he nodded his head pathetically, unable to resist their unruly demands. After all, he had been peeping on them…it was only natural they were this upset. As he looked at her with pleading eyes, he couldn't help but notice her poorly tossed on kimono, and the parting near her alluring legs. Saionji…was still dripping wet…and buck naked too…! Hajime blushed and looked away, but it was too late, he'd been caught peeping yet again.

"You really are something else. Does the sight of a childish body like mine really turn you on that much…? You're just like the pedos that come to my shows. Always looking for a peek… Well go ahead and peek, asshole… because it's about to be your last~"

"Wha-" The boy began to question what she meant by that, when the other girl yanked him from underneath her friend's heel. Like Hiyoko, Mahiru had tossed on a dress sloppily, and she was still dripping wet with shower water underneath. Most likely, under that thin dress, she was also…

"Stop looking at me like that, bastard… or I won't be able to control myself!" Hajime quickly averted his gaze as his arms and legs were bound tightly by ropes. Mahiru had pulled the knots so tight, he could barely move a muscle…must less escape their oncoming wrath.

"Look, I-I'm sorry, it was an accident, I swear!" Hajime began pleading as if his life depended on it. For all he knew, it really did. They were in the middle of a twisted killing game, after all…

"It was an accident, he says… Can you believe this idiot? I don't think that permavirgin Souda would be dumb enough to try and use that as an excuse!" The blonde brat sneered, leaning above him as if he were a helpless caged animal. Her expression was frightening, despite how cute she was. No, maybe that was what made her even more terrifying…

"So what, you 'accidentally' overheard that we were going to go take a shower together, and then you 'accidentally' just so happened to be walking behind her cottage at the same time? Get real! At least own up to your crimes like a real man!"

"N-No, that's not it! It was the nut! The Urging Nut! It gave me…urges I can't explain! It's not my fault! You have to believe me!!"

"…………"

"……*Snrk*…"

Saionji's giggles broke the silences, but it was clear they didn't buy a word of his story. And even if they did, so what? He was still responsible for his crimes, even if a magic nut made him do it. He was just using that as a flimsy excuse! Bad boys like him deserved punishment, the only question was how much…

"So Mahiru… How are we going to punish him? Shall we pluck every one of his eyebrows off, one by one? And then we can move to the rest of the sensitive hairs on his body~"

"………"

"Maybe we could break his toes and fingers, one by one, and then move on to crushing his limbs~"

"……………"

"Ooh, I know! We can roast him alive, and then hang him up to dry! I'm sure the sun will dry him up into beef jerky nicely as he reflects on his terrible sins~"

"…H-Hey Hiyoko, why don't we just let him go? I mean, look at him… I'm pretty sure he's learned his lesson and won't do it again." Mahiru finally worked up the courage to say what she truly felt. Saionji's brow furrowed and gaze darkened, as an offended scowl worked its way into the cheery face that had just been so happily describing different methods of torture moments prior.

"Huh…? Did I hear you right, big sis Mahiru? You want to just let this guy go, after he defiled us with those lecherous eyes of his? That won't do, big sis! If we don't teach him a lesson, history is doomed to repeat itself! Isn't that the first thing they teach you in school…?" Mahiru averted her gaze, unable to look at either Hajime or Hiyoko any more. Her lips just quivered pitifully, too afraid to bite back after the little blonde girl who had steeled her resolve spoke her piece. Hajime looked up from the ground with desperate eyes, his gaze towards Mahiru begging her like a guardian angel to save him from the hungry jaws of death.

"K-Koizumi-san is right! Punishing me won't change anything! I'm sorry, and I won't evermmmffphh?!" Hajime's begging was cut off by a sock being stuffed in his mouth, followed by a scrap of clothes being used to gag him. He muffled some more pleads, but they were all unintelligible as Saionji zipped his trap shut, tired of hearing his disgusting, grating voice.

"Suck on my sock while I think of a suitable punishment, loser~ Now let's see…" Rubbing her chin and pacing around the room, Saionji thought hard about how best to teach him a lesson he wouldn't soon forget. As her tiny form went from the left to the right, suddenly her tummy growled. Her cheeks flushed for a moment as she rubbed her empty midsection, covered only by a thin orange kimono loosely draped over her. Then her stare fell upon Hajime Hinata. Her mouth parted as the gears turned in her head… Yeah, that just might work out perfectly~ And there won't be a body left behind for anyone to discover, either!

"Today's your lucky day, perv! I'm gonna have you for breakfast! You should feel honored, I normally only let candy fill me up~" Hajime thrashed around, not sure what she meant by that exactly, but not liking the sound of it one bit! He managed to swing himself around, so that he was looking at Mahiru again. His eyes said it all… Please, save me from the mess! But she just couldn't…

"I guess I can start from the back… Hey big sis, please lift his head up for me!" Hiyoko ordered with a frightening smirk, and the redhead could only comply. She lifted Hajime's head up gently, staring into his frightened expression as the sweat began to build and slide between her fingertips. The small girl did the same from the other end, holding his feet like one might a huge burrito…

"Alright, let's dig in then! Itadakimasu~" With a lick of her lips, Saionji began devouring her meal without delay. She was ravenous… her teeth digging into his bare toes and feet, as they were swallowed and quickly began stretching out the small girl's neck. Mahiru was stunned, this is what she had meant?! She didn't even know something like this was possible… It was strange to see Hiyoko’s stomach expanding and bloating to such a comical degree, with only half his legs consumed. How big was she going to look once she ate the rest of him…?

"Ohhmph, mmmphh, slurrrpp~" Hiyoko was clearly enjoying her food, even if his taste was diluted by his bland school uniform. She should have stripped the pig before eating him, but whatever. He had plenty of bare skin up top to lick and savor later on~ This wasn't even something she was sure would work, she had never eaten anything in her life bigger than her own fist, but when she gazed at that pathetic collection of worthless meat laying on the ground beneath her, something inside her told her to give it a try… and she was sure glad she did~ Hajime tasted wonderful, from his bony legs, all the way up to his quivering butt~ She couldn't get enough of the sweat breaking out on his gross body from all his useless thrashing~

"HHHHNNNGGG!!! MAHIROOPH, HELLLMPHHH MHEEE!!!" As she held his head in her hands awkwardly, Mahiru didn't understand the complicated feelings coursing through her at that fateful moment. Of course she wanted to help Hajime, even if he was a pathetic pervert that was peeping on them, he didn't deserve this! But at the same time… but at the same time…!

"H-Hiyoko~" She couldn't stop the pleasure from filling her face. Hajime could tell, she was actually enjoying watching this… She kept biting her lip and looking away sheepishly, only to dart her eyes back quickly, her expression filling with more and more satisfaction as Hajime's body disappeared down the brat's gullet. Her hands weren't holding his head in confusion anymore, it was more like she was eagerly awaiting for the chance to push the rest of him inside!

"MMNNGHHH!! STOMPFF IIIIIIT!!!" The talentless boy was losing it at this point, he couldn't see it, but he could feel Saionji's maw advancing over his thin frame. She had already devoured him up to his chest, and she showed no signs of slowing down! That wet, tight feeling of flesh constricting him was spreading… it wouldn't be long before it was cradling him like a baby in the womb! He had to fight, to get out of there, and to go find someone who would help him! S-Surely Chiaki or Mikan would-

"Ahhhhlmmch~" The disgusting swallowing sounds got much louder, as Hiyoko's jaws came to rest around his own and the back of his head. She was just a single gulp away from swallowing him whole. Mahiru's fingers still held his chin in place, now wet with slobber from Saionji's hungry advance. All Hajime could see was her blank, pleading expression, looking past the boy who was now food, begging Hiyoko to continue. With a muffled giggle, the dancer complied, her lips spreading over the dumb boy's face in the first and last kiss he'd ever receive. Saionji slurped Mahiru's fingers, swallowing her too up to her wrists, before tugging back and releasing them with a wet pop.

"Pwwaaaah! Wowsers, talk about junk food for breakfast, am I right? I think this bad boy's gonna keep me full for a week! BUUUUUUURPPP!!" After releasing her friend's now saliva soaked palms, Saionji fell backwards onto her butt, her rotund gut sloshing deeply as the pitiful boy curled up inside and settled into a pathetic fetal position. Her stomach was so big, it had burst her hastily thrown on kimono open, leaving the pale, fleshy swell of man meat stretching her out to sag down and squish against the floor in front of her. She tried to rise to her feet, but her legs were all shaky and tired, her body diverting all energy to her digestive organs so she could melt her food down faster. She licked her lips cutely and wiggled her hips excitedly, enjoying the strained muffles coming from her bloated midsection. Dang, she should have gotten Mahiru to take his gag off right before he was swallowed down, it would have been so fun to hear him begging to be let out!

"Hiyoko… you really… ate him, didn't you?" Mahiru seemed to be in a haze, her cloudy expression and half-lidded eyes unable to look at anything but her friend's squirming tummy. With a proud thump to the side of her squishy gut, Saionji beamed, happy to have big sis Mahiru's undivided attention in full!

"That's right, big sis! I devoured that chump, and I'm gonna churn him allll up like the useless meat he really is! HUUuUuUuOURPPpp… This is what any pervert who would dare peep on us deserves!" She was happily hefting up the heavy tum into her arms, squeezing and tormenting the boy stewing inside, before letting it fall back into her lap with evident cruelty. Koizumi gulped, a thin layer of nervous sweat coating her body and making her skin crawl.

"Y…Yeah. You're gonna… melt him down. Just like a snack…" Mahiru kneeled down and brushed her fingers against the gurgling gut timidly, before she gathered enough courage to be more bold. Her fingers and palms slid across the smooth expanse, as she rubbed her friend's belly with a focused glare. Even Saionji was shocked to see such a reaction from her usually composed big sis, did she…?

"Hey big sis… did watching me eat that perv actually excite you? You know I'm gonna murder him with this cute tummy, right?~"

"Y-Yeah…" Koizumi whimpered, presumably answering both questions. She avoided eye contact halfway out of embarrassment, but the other reason was because she just couldn't take eyes off of Hajime's grave. He was going to die inside this cute little girl's belly, a weak little thing less than half his size! How had he let himself get into this situation? And why was it turning the red-headed photographer on so much? Wait, her camera! That's right, she had to capture this before he was all used up!

With a nervous gulp, Koizumi fished out her trusty device, aiming the lense at the bloated blonde brat sprawled out on the floor in front of her. With a nervousness she hadn't felt since she bought her first camera, she aimed the tool for forging memories expertly, catching the best angles to bring out the beauty in Hajime's pitiful demise. Saionji smiled smugly, striking pose after pose that showed off both her cute and cruel sides. She used Hajime like a prop in a photoshoot, her cute butt and exposed flat chest boldly visible in her gravure photo shoot. Occasionally she'd belch crassly, but those made for excellent photos too, definitely something that would look good in a digestive collage…

"Oh yeah, big sis! You finally look like you're having fun~" it was true, she really was having more fun taking these photos than any that had come before them. Was it due to the naughty nature of these snuff photos? She wasn't exactly sure, but she couldn't stop snapping them, especially not as Saionji's stomach got softer and rounder with every passing moment… She had to catch the exact moment he expired and was changed from the worthless Hajime Hinata into more beautiful Hiyoko Saionji belly and butt flab. After a particularly deep gurgle, Hiyoko's eyes fluttered shut, as her belly clenched around the meat breaking apart inside. Even though she couldn't judge pics until they were developed later, Mahiru could tell that the last shot was a winner… Surely it was the best pic she'd ever taken.

"Wait a sec, he's digested already? It hasn't even been an hour! I thought you were a man, Hajime Hinata~" Finding herself much lighter, Saionji hopped to her feet, lifting up her sludged filled gut and letting it flop down, marveling at how sloshy and bouncy her tummy was now. There wasn't anything solid left inside, save for what felt like a few bones and chunks of partially digested meat. It was all just a churning bellyful of soup, a broth of boy who got what was coming to him. Hiyoko tried to tie her Kimono sash around her fat gut, but she just couldn't get it. She puffed her cheeks out as she pleadingly looked over towards her big sis, a mix of both embarrassment and joy on her adorable face.

"B-big sis… would you mind…?"

"O-Of course…" Tying the sash was much harder with that huge belly stretching it out in the front, but Mahiru somehow managed, the delicate fabric draping over her fattened form most elegantly once she was finished. The desire to capture the memories instantly took hold once more, as she started taking pic after pic of the wider but not finished absorbing Hiyoko Saionji. The dancer of course posed, no stranger to being photographed after a show, but it was so much more fun when it was her beloved big sis excitedly taking the photos.

"What do you think, Mahiru? Does he make me look fat?" The cheeky girl questioned, squishing the stomachful of soup with her hands to show off properly. Mahiru smiled, her nervousness around this strange girl passing the more time she spent playing with her.

"Your stomach certainly is big, but I wouldn't call you fat looking… yet. We won't know what he'll do to you until after you're done with him."

"Ohh, you're right! Am I going to get fat, I wonder? I do hope you like where he goes, big sis… Where do you hope he ends up settling at?" Hiyoko fluttered her eyes just right, blending cute and captivating most spectacularly. If Mahiru were a guy, she'd definitely be in love with her right now. Heck, she might still end up falling for her…

"I-I… I hope he goes…" Mahiru trailed off as the camera started flashing some more, her instincts as a photographer telling her not to miss this next part. The dancer giggled, happy to use up every bit of Hajime Hinata playing with her big sis. Though they were flirting and playing with each other, they both had the same depraved thoughts in their minds…

Who was she going to eat next…?

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"Oh man, oh maaaaan~ I can't believe this is actually happening! I knew she liked me!" Kazuichi Souda beamed as he stood in front of the second island's romantic beach house by the shore. There was a nice night breeze, and the churning ocean waves crashing against the beach were like music to his ears. He was doing everything in his power not to chatter his sharp teeth from either the cold or his throbbing heart, but he wasn't doing a very good job. How could he after Sonia-san left him a love letter telling him to meet her that night on the newly discovered beach! It was like something out of his wildest dreams!

"Ooh, this letter even smells good… I can't wait for her to arrive~" He read the letter for what felt like the hundredth time, just to confirm he hadn’t misunderstood anything one last time.

Dear Kazuichi,

I'm sorry for sending you this letter out of the blue, but my heart cannot take this longing anymore! I want to meet you soon, just the two of us… to confirm these feelings burning in my breast. In my country, it is customary for men and women to become lovers on the beach, swearing their hearts to one another, til death do they part. So how do you feel about me, Kazuichi? Will you come to the beach on the second island tonight at midnight, to confirm or deny my love?

I'll be waiting for you… Please, meet me there…?

Yours truly, Sonia Nevermind
The Super Duper High School Princess

"I can't believe it… I can't believe she loves me too~" Of course, Souda had arrived an hour early, just to be safe, and was suffering in the cold rather foolishly. His mechanic jumpsuit was decently warm, but it did little to stop the night winds from biting into him. Rubbing his hands together, he realized maybe he should head into the beach house for the time being, even if just to warm back up. Sonia-san wasn't going to be here for another 50 minutes, after all.

"Whew… Don't worry, Sonia-san. I'll be back out right on time, to meet you with open arms~" He promised her as he slipped inside, his breath showing in the frigid night air. It was dark inside, but he quickly found the light switch, and casually flipped it on. He was expecting to see an empty room, but it looked like the figure of someone already inside… waiting for him? He made out the shapes of two people amidst the bright ceiling lights, before something came crashing against his head with a loud TWAACK!! and his consciousness began to rapidly fade.

The room melted into mixing colors, as everything went black. He thought he saw someone laughing… someone he knew. But who was it? Whose face was that… giggling and cackling endlessly…? He just didn't know…

…

~~~~~~~~~~

"…………H-Huh…? Urrg, my head…" Kazuichi slowly came to with a throbbing headache. We tried to brush his palm against his forehead, but he quickly found his arms tied behind his back. W-wait a second, what the hell was this?!

"H-Hey, what's going on?! Help! Someone help me!!" The pink-haired mechanic shouted, alarm bells ringing when he found his legs to also be bound. All he could do was wiggle around helplessly, like a fish flopping out of water. It was then… that he heard the most horrifying sound in his entire life.

"Shluuuuurp… mmmhhgg mmmm~" It was coming from behind him. Turning his head in what felt like slow motion, Kazuichi Souda found himself looking at something straight out of a horror film…!

"Oh good, you're finally awake! You almost missed the show, teehee~" Mahiru Koizumi noticed between focused camera shots, her body swaying from left to right to catch the scene unfolding before then from every conceivable angle. Souda's jaw hung wide open, a chocked gasp stuck in the middle of his throat. Was this… real? Was he really watching Hiyoko Saionji swallowing Sonia-san, live and whole?!

"Ommmlphh~ gllurrrrchh, ulllp~" Sonia Nevermind was halfway down the Ultimate Traditional Dancer's throat, her body consumed all the way up to trim stomach. Her beautiful legs were hanging out of the brat's lips, with long strands of gorgeous blond hair draping down against her back. Her legs weren't moving at all, not even a twitch, leaving Souda to wonder if she was even still alive. S-Surely they hadn't killed her in some gruesome fashion before stuffing her down her maw?!

"H-Hey, what are you doing?! Let her go right now!!!" The mechanic suddenly found his voice, and didn't hesitate shouting at the top of his lungs. Both the engorged dancer and the photographer shot him a cold smile, as if they were eating up his suffering.

"Mwhehehehe~" Hiyoko laughed with a muffled giggle as she reached forward and smacked Sonia right on her round, full butt cheeks, pulling her deeper in with a fierce tug. Souda's eyes went wide as more of the love of his life disappeared past the brat's gums, the shortstack blondie now sucking on her bare legs like two pieces of meat. The boy thrashed hard, wiggling forward with fury in his own way to try and save his beloved, but he was cut short by Mahiru stepping in front of him, and promptly falling backward right onto his face.

"Yeah yeah, we get it lover boy. Be quiet and let me enjoy the show, okay?" The red-head wiggled her hips as she hiked her dress up, to make sure his nose was buried deep in her buttcrack. The fragrant scent of a woman's ass filled his lungs, as her polkadot panties served as his new glasses. Saionji giggled from across the room, as her chompers spread over the blonde bitch's knees. Who'd have thought bagging a double meal was this easy? All you had to do was pretend to be the person they loved, and bam, they were ready for consumption one after the other~ The brat couldn't resist digging into Sonia first, her curiosity piqued as to how different men and women tasted. Now that she had tried both, she had to begrudgingly admit that boys tasted waaaay better than girls.

It wasn't that Sonia tasted bad. There was a sweetness to her meat that could not be denied, and her curvy form was exceedingly fun to sink her teeth into… it was just not as much fun punishing lewd women as it was pervy men. As she gulped down Sonia's shoes, she couldn't help but look forward to the pitiful man trapped under big sis Mahiru's cheeks~ He was a lucky guy, destined to melt inside with his supposed beloved~ It was such a shame for Sonia that they lied about Gundham waiting here for her, but if it was any consolation, she'd probably be eating him and his little furball hamsters next…

"EEUUOOoOoOoOoOUURAAAAPPP!! Ahhh… that's the stuff~" In the time it had taken Saionji to burp, Mahiru had taken exactly 16 photos. She tried to move slightly to catch different angles between each shot, but she wanted to avoid any blurring. God, she couldn't wait to get these developed and hanging gracefully on her walls next to Hajime's belly and belching pics~ It turned her on so much, imagining a collection of each and every fellow student's demise at the hands of Hiyoko's powerful tummy, captured forever in the form of hundreds of thousands of pictures… and the lingering fat left on the Ultimate Dancer's wide, tubby frame, of course~

Hajime had gone to all the right places, Mahiru concluded. There was a massive bump to Hiyoko's butt and flanks, and her stomach was much rounder and full, even when she was empty, but that was nothing compared to the crown jewels parting her kimono robes from the top. Her breasts were now huge, easily the biggest pair on the island. With every graceful movement, her shelf of a chest jiggled, the fat orbs bouncing and swaying like sloshy trophy sacks. It was amusing to be so voluptuous with such a small body, but Hajime was really doing a number on her back, hauling his lazy ass around all day was harder than you'd think.

It was worth it when she remembered that everything that was once him was stuck inside these cow tits, destined only to jiggle for her amusement~ And others would be joining him soon… namely-

"Get off him, big sis. I'm parched after eating that sweet princess cake, and I think a tall glass of soda would hit the spot~"

"O-Of course, Hiyoko! Hey, loser, how long are you going to lay on the ground like that? Someone wants to see you!" Mahiru barked at the mechanic as she lifted her shapely rear from his pathetic face. His struggles had died down ever since the soft, warm embrace of her juicy peach of a tush dulled his senses, but upon his eyes readjusting to the light, he remembered the anger and fear that was previously pumping adrenaline through his veins. Through the stretched skin and ruffled fabric covering her tum, he could tell it was Sonia-san in there! He'd recognize those curves anywhere! H-how dare she treat a princess like her like some commoner piece of meat!

"MMMHHHGMMPHHH!!" Oh right, he was still gagged. With a flick of her head, Mahiru knew her master wanted the gag off. She had learned from Hajime's demise that it was no fun if their delicious cries of regret were completely muffled and unintelligible. Removing the sock and scrap of clothes shutting him up, the pink-haired man spat and glared up defiantly at the girls who had lured the lovers out here together to murder them.

"U-ugh, what the hell?! What is wrong with you two, why did you eat Sonia-san?! Let her out, right now!!"

"Please tell me you've got more than that to complain about, that'd be some reaaaal boring last words. C'mon, cry and beg some more, and I might let you go~" Of course, Saionji was never going to let anyone go, but it was fun to give pathetic dweebs like him false hope. Kazuichi's face twisted into a hopeless scowl, his sharp shark teeth clenched in a pitiful chomp. Sweat poured down his forehead, the perfect flavoring to make his skin taste even yummier~ This was why you should always get your meals nice and riled up before eating them, that fear and anger made them taste soooo much better~

"You're making Hiyoko bored…" Mahiru interjected from behind, her legs on each side of his face as the boy realized she was still standing above him. Looking up timidly, he got his eyes full of those polka dot covered panties and the full ass cheeks that were just smothering his face moments ago. The red-head scoffed, kicking him in the side of the head for his lecherous, wandering eyes. Really, all men were the same! Hiyoko giggled at the amusing display, as she stroked her squirming princess belly bulge. Sonia-san's head and hands were pressing against the front, painting a picture of her current grim predicament. She was probably fighting for her life while being smothered by the pulsating fleshy walls, her clothes ruined by the hot acids dripping down her head and back. If he didn't do something fast, she was going to be… going to be…!

"That's right… I'm going to digest her~ You too, for that matter. Aren't you lucky you get to die with your one-sided crush?~"

"S-Someone… please, help me… it's so hot and dreadful in here… I need to get out!!!" Suddenly, all three sets of ears heard Sonia's whimpering voice. The churning and gurgles muffled her words some, but her despair came through, crystal clear. That was what Saionji craved more than their tasty meat or lingering flab post digestion. She wanted to hear them beg to be released, beg to survive… and deny it like the cold, cruel bitch she truly was! The rush of power she felt from snuffing out lives with her own body was like no other, it made her feel stronger than the most famous serial killers of history. And she couldn't wait to add Souda's pathetic ramblings to the swirling pot of terror that was hanging before her~

"Alright, enough playing around. Big sis, if you would? Ahhhhhhh~" Closing her eyes and opening wide, Saionji prepared herself for her second meal of the night. Mahiru was a bit annoyed that she'd have to be feeding her this one by hand, because that meant she couldn't photograph him sliding down, but maybe she could sneak some shots in once his upper half was consumed? It would require some dexterity, but this was good practice for whoever she ate next. Lifting the mechanic up, Kazuichi began to scream as his face was shoved into Saionji's for that final kiss of death.

"N-No wait, you can't do this!! Please, I wouldn't taste good, d-don't you call me a gross pervert all the time?! I-I'll make you so fat, no one will love you, so please, let me g-mmmfoooohhh!!" Surprisingly, Hiyoko didn't actually start with swallowing his face. Her lips met his, and the confused boy felt a strange tenderness from the kiss that made his mind rush. What the hell, his first kiss was stolen by this man-eating brat, and not the elegant, perfect Sonia-san? It really was a kiss of death, though, as her lips began to spread over his quivering, fearful face. It was the same kiss she'd given Sonia, a final parting gift for a pathetic loser who could only exit this world through her bowels.

Gawd, why do the dumb ones taste so good?~ The sides of Hiyoko's lips curled as she slurped his stupid face down, his head making a sizable bulge in the small girl's throat. It vanished once he reached Hiyoko’s chest, her bosom big enough to hide any bulges as they slid down inside her stomach sac. Souda was nicely sized, with a bit more meat on his bones compared to the frail and thin Hajime and Sonia. She had to stretch her jaw wider to cram him inside, nothing too uncomfortable, but Saionji couldn't help but worry about how much it was going to hurt to swallow a big beefy boy like Nekomaru. Her teeth dug into his skin, biting and chewing him all the way down. Hiyoko’s Kimono came undone, exposing her pale belly’s skin. As his waist eased into her maw, big sis Mahiru backed away, her face hidden by the camera as the flashes started to fly.

*Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap*

It was an endless barrage of nonstop flashes from every conceivable angle, the photographer determined to make as many memories to remember the occasion by as possible. From the left, from the right, high shots, low shots, you name it, she took it. Her palms were wet with sweat as her own arousal rose, her cheeks burning red behind the camera, especially as the perverted male’s long legs eased past her gums, her head leaning back and fingers tracing down her throat most sensually.

“Yeah, that’s good! These pics are gonna be amazing!!” Mahiru was such a cutie when it came to her field of expertise. Saionji’s long tongue wrapped around the pathetic boy’s bland, tasteless shoes, as she claimed another easy snack. With an audible ULLLP the duo of ill-matched lovers settled inside, her stomach stretched into a round collection of writhing mass, their limbs and sad faces showing through the canvas that was her belly. It was a struggle to stay on her feet with all their wiggling about, but the dancer managed it, her face twisted into a gleeful smile as she hefted the massive, cramped organ up with her hands.

“Kihihi, you better hurry up and go at it like rabbits if you don’t wanna die virgins, sickos~ That pedo Hajime barely lasted an hour in my strong tummy!” She teased her prey, eager to hear their pitiful responses. The bulge on the right spoke up first, the clearly feminine swell of Sonia speaking out to correct a mistake and plead for her life in the same breath.

“I-I’m not a virgin! SPARE ME!”

“Sonia-san?!!” This was clearly news to the clueless boy, who figured a princess had to be a pure woman, saving herself for her dear future husband. The wet sounds of an active tummy gearing up to churn down meat roared fiercely, the stomach walls tightening down on the pair and forcing them into a much more intimate entangled position. Sonia and Kazuichi found themselves cheek to cheek, staring into the eyes of each other in the acrid, cramped cauldron that was known as Hiyoko Saionji’s gut.

“S-Sonia-san, I know this is sudden, but would you want to…? I mean, s-she really is going to digest us, so…”

“Would I want to what?! Are you insane, Souda-san?! K-Keep fighting so that we can make her throw us up! Or do you want to join Hajime-san on her hips?!”

“N-No, of course not, hahaha… R-Right, we’ve got to keep- nnnfff, keep fighting!”

“Ooof, denied~ How sad! Even when death is right around the corner, little miss tasty gutslut would rather melt than copulate with you! Big sis Mahiru, if you were in there with Souda, you’d at least give him a quick handy, right? It’s pretty cruel to do nothing when there’s no hope of escape, and that’s coming from someone who eats people whole!”

“I-If I were in there with him…? Ummm, I don’t…” Mahiru’s flashes stopped dead in their tracks, the camera’s owner stunned by the flippant question. She actually considered being stuck in a groaning gut like Hiyoko’s with a pervy boy, and realized that she herself would probably want to have sex too. No young maiden wanted to die without experiencing the joys of young love. With a gulp, she opened her mouth to answer, only for a blast of hot, rushing stomach air to hit her squarely in the face in the form of a sudden belch. Her eyes blinked rapidly and glazed over as a dopey grin worked its way into her cheeks, just the answer Hiyoko wanted to see from her gutslut of a big sis.

“Urrrpff… Oooh, these two are making me so gassy. How’s about I put on a show for my big sis as thanks for the meal? Watch my body carefully, big sis Mahiru~” Time seemed to slow for the Ultimate Photographer as Hiyoko began to move with the grace of a beautiful bird floating through the skies, despite her rotund, tubby form. Her stomach sloshed from side to side, moving with each deliberate arch of her hips, and she used the dancer’s fans to hide her sultry expression. She had the beauty of a majestic peacock, or perhaps a swan, her long twin-tails bobbing up and down just as much as her softening tummy swell. The two lovebirds trapped inside seemed to soften rapidly, the shapes receding and converging, becoming one giant lump of formless jelly. Once two Ultimates of their own respective fields, now nothing but her food and fat for a hungry brat. As the dance ended, Mahiru felt moved to tears, clapping as if she had just seen the best show of her life.

“That was i-incredible Hiyoko… *sniffle* R-Really, thanks for showing me that… I should have taken pictures…” Saionji sauntered forward, poking her soft, rounded out gut into her best friend’s thighs. Mahiru kneeled and cradled the sagging ball of churning flesh, the sounds of the failed lovers gurgling like a lullaby to her ears. Cupping her chin and leading her eyes to her own, Saionji spoke with a softness Mahiru had never heard her say to anyone else.

“There are some things better off locked away only in your memories, Mahiru. This is for your eyes only… Now, come closer~” Mahiru felt like she was melting on the spot as their lips met for a tender smooch. Her mind wandered to the possibility of those lips spreading and claiming her as her dessert for the evening, but that never happened. They just kissed and embraced each other, like the lovers Kazuichi and Sonia failed to be. When they finally broke apart, Mahiru was at a loss for words, never in her wildest dreams thinking she could fall in love with another woman… much less a brat like Hiyoko.

“Muuu… I can tell what you’re thinking, big sis. I am not a brat! And I’ll show you…” The Ultimate Traditional Dancer shoved her lover into her cleavage cake, which was already growing bigger from the nutrients rushing to make her even fatter collecting in her bowels. Koizumi could not resist, her head spinning from the pleasures of Saionji’s abundant body. It was dangerous to make love in a beach house in the middle of the night, but they didn’t care. If anyone found them, Saionji would just eat them too… and everyone else, for that matter. It didn’t matter how big or tough they were, her tummy would melt them all the same, turning them into more plush flab for big sis Mahiru to squeeze and hold. And once she had eaten everyone else, and it was just the two of them left…

Then she’d be able to enjoy the most scrumptious treat of them all~

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Another hefty pic + story combo, with the art done by  fof, the coloring by  theweirdone445, and the story by yours truly. This one turned into quite the tale, and I'm happy with how both the story and art turned out. Please, let me know what you thought of both in the comments below!

And happy 8/8! This is the last upload from me today, I hope there's lots of other new pics and stories from everyone to enjoy!

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