Oh no. Oh no oh no oh nooooooo, this wasn't happening!

Why today, of all days, did Izumi have to show up to the cafeteria looking especially famished and ready to devour everything in sight?! The infamous, bottomless, walking pit of a stomach of the Gourmet Research Society dashed into the empty dining area already drooling well before lunchtime, like a starving dog ready to scarf down the first thing she could get her jaws around. She spotted Fuuka and scrambled over, her eyes already on the prize when it came to having a supremely filling lunch. Why on Kivotos did Juri have to be out sick today?! At least it was just one of them… Maybe she could handle this nightmare scenario all by her lonesome if she was fast enough…?

"H-hello Izumi! You're here a little early, I don't even have much food ready yet… I'm also by myself today, so-" The petite School Lunch Club member tried to defend herself before the fatass could even start with her nonsense, but Izumi was ahead of the curve. She simply plopped herself on the nearest bench, and slammed her fists on the table, not needing any silverware for the atrocities she was about to commit with her gut.

"Fuuka, what's the hold up? Can't you see how hungry I am? If you don't feed me quickly, I'm gonna starve over here!"

Drool slid down the portly girl's chin, as Fuuka stared at Izumi's already enormous gut with a tired expression. The round food churning organ was heavy and hanging in her lap, bloated from non stop gorging whenever the glutton could manage it. She truly was a bottomless pit, it didn't seem like she could even taste her food in the slightest, it all went down the pipe as fast as possible, even potentially dangerous dishes like the toxic gruel that Juri often makes. She would beam in delight as potentially harmful food settled inside her, not skipping a beat as it was all broken down by her ironclad tummy into more excess pudge.

"*Siiiigh* Okay, fine, one mountain of food, coming right up…" Fuuka cursed her choice of profession whenever these troublemaking Gourmet Research Society monsters reared their loathsome faces. They worked her to the bone and still begged for more when nothing was left to gobble down. Well, she'd just have to cook enough all at once to distract Izumi enough for a clean getaway. If the other members of her posse showed up before she could, then it'd all be over for her…

"Why did Juri have to call out sick? I shouldn't have shown up… this sucks…"

Sweat dripped down her brow as she mixed up and prepared as many fast dishes as she could think of. Trays of burgers, a spread of hot dogs, potato salad, instant ramen, bento boxes they had laying around in the back, she bundled it all up in a big pile and started carrying it out to the starved beast on a giant platter. Izumi started digging in and scarfing everything down before she even got it all out. By the time she was putting the second tray of fattening slop down next to her, the first one was already almost empty! What an absolute monster, did she have a limit? There had to have been hundreds of thousands of calories on that first plate alone…

"Ah-" Fuuka lightly gasped as she felt the portly girl's claws wrap around her dainty, thin arm. Apparently, she was so overzealous in her feasting, that she was already reaching for the next plate before finishing the first! How rude, she could at least slow down to enjoy tasting some of her food! Fuuka was about to snap and tell Izumi how she really felt about her extreme appetite, but she didn't have a chance to. In one brisk yank and a single swallow, darkness and tight, wet lips spread around the small girl's entire upper half! Fuuka blinked as spit and saliva matter her long black hair and dripped down her horns, as she lay upside down halfway down that fatass' greedy gullet.

"Bhw-WHAT?! IZUMIII!! SPIT ME OUT!!!" The foodstuff groaned, her words muffled and bouncing around in the glutton's cavernous throat. Izumi halted her swallowing for just a second because whatever she just slurped felt all weird and wiggly, but with a disinterested shrug, she finished it off with a second swallow… a third would not be necessary. Fuuka's feet were gobbled up entirely, as she slid down a slimy tube and landed headfirst in a mountain of goop that could only be all the food the fatass just swallowed. It was all still warm, some of it unchewed and fully intact, and every bit of it messy and mushy from partial digestion. Fuuka scrambled to catch her bearings, but all she could feel was indiscriminate mush from all sides of her, no matter where she went.

"GWAAAA!! IZUMI, YOU ATE ME!! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOUUU?! LET ME OUT RIGHT NOOOOW!!!"

Fuuka did not hear a response. All she could hear was the churning of the stomach walls around her, and the plopping of more food falling down the chute and landing right on top of her. That fatass was really still eating more?! Was an entire person really not enough to fill her up?! Fuuka whined and wriggled around, but everything felt gross and slimy all around her. All the food at the bottom of the stuffed organ was already growing soft from the rising pool of what she could only assume was stomach acids steadily filling the cramped chamber…

"If only Juri was here, then I wouldn't have gotten eaten! Or maybe we both would have… that lucky duck…"

Fuuka's signature expression of utter despair took over her face entirely as the acids rose over her head. Try as she might, she couldn't dislodge all the heavy food weighing down on top of her. She had struggled too deeply inwards, and hit the edge of the stomach near the bottom, leaving her cranium to rest against the tight as a drum stomach wall, the living surface clamping down on her like any other food that needed to be digested and disposed of. Her red halo was floating outside the belly, not that she was aware of that, already beginning to flicker as her consciousness began to fade from lack of air.

Back on the outside world, Izumi was digging into another waiting burger. She was starting to get close to being satisfied for now, but there were still a couple of juicy burgers on her plate she just had to finish off. Just as she was about to bite into it, she heard the cafeteria doors bust open, and three sets of shuffling feet she'd recognize from anywhere coming closer.

"Izumi, there you are! Sheesh, you've already pigged out and then some! Save some for the rest of us!" Junko barked, the fiery twintailed gourmet frowning as she rested her hands haughtily on her hips. Haruna stood next to her, swishing her gorgeous and elegant silver locks from her shoulder to behind her as she spoke up next.

"Oh, let her have her fun, Junko. By the by, Izumi, you haven't happened to see Fuuka anywhere, have you? We've been looking for her all day so she can cook us up a grand feast!" Haruna smiled like a snobby noble as she looked expectantly at the pig of a girl who happened to be their friend, who was sitting on a creaking school lunch bench while holding a juicy, dripping burger in her hands with a dull expression.

"*Ohmlff*, n-nope, haven't seen her since lunch!" Izumi finally replied, as her lips puffed up with what could only be a rush of hot, brewing stomach air. Her mouth flew open and spittle spewed forth, as a loud, wet burp blasted into them, the guttural passing loud enough to echo and bounce off the cafeteria walls. They were used to it, though, and didn't even bat an eye at Izumi's gross display, mostly because they often did it themselves whenever they pigged out. Well, all of them except Haruna.

Isn't it lunchtime now…? The trio collectively thought, but none of them decided to pursue it, save for second most powerful glutton Wanibuchi Akari, who was watching Izumi much closer than the other two.

"Lunch, huh…" Since Junko and Haruna were so used to seeing Izumi bloated like a stuffed tick, they didn't bother giving her round, distended gut much more than a passing glance, but the blonde haired Akari noticed something very interesting near the belly button, floating just above it. It was faint, flickering in and out of existence, but she swore it had to be a halo. Had Izumi eaten someone? Maybe even Fuuka herself…?

"Well, we'll leave you to finish your lunch, Izumi. We need to find Fuuka so she can make us something to eat as well! We'll catch you later."

Haruna curtsied before spinning around and walking out, with Junko and Akari in tow. Akari gave one last glance at Izumi's belly over her shoulder, but she couldn't see a halo in sight any longer. Perhaps her prey had passed out? If so, then her digestion was all but assured. With a knowing smile, the bottomless blonde followed the others, her own appetite whetted by the prospect of preying upon other living souls herself. After all, if Izumi could do it, then surely she could as well…

"Whew, that sure hit the spot! Thanks Fuuka!" The glutted pig gave her gut a hearty slap, as she leaned back against the bench table for support. All of the sudden, she was feeling mighty sleepy as heck, her eyes kept drooping as her body felt extremely heavy and warm. Surely a nap would help her work off some of this food so she could wake up and have space for more…

In seconds, the glutton was sawing logs, as her lumpy belly started to soften, rounden, and compact down into a ball of miscellaneous melted slop. The long deceased member of the School Lunch Club sloshed and broke apart into bits and pieces, as she swirled deeper and deeper into the slumbering fatty's greedy guts, for further processing and absorption. In just an hour's time, Aikiyo Fuuka would be nothing more than Shishidou Izumi's excess weight… along with the other hundreds of pounds of junk she inhaled for lunch…

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A commission from  thelazywizard of Izumi after eating Fuuka, both gals from Blue Archive. I'm honestly shocked I'm the first to get a pic based on any of the Gourmet Research Society girls eating Fuuka, pretty much any of them would be perfect as preds for her. I decided to go with Izumi for this one because she seems like the type who could actually be capable of a feat like this without breaking a sweat. Poor Fuuka will have to settle with being excess belly fat, but I couldn't resist making her prey when she gets bullied and abused by all these girls on a near constant basis.

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