Harper was on her way back from the climate protest.
The eighteen year old was deeply invested in the future of the enviroment and the planet, she joined a green party group early on, and attened pretty much every rally and protest.
 This time, she was on her way back from a demonstration against opening a new nuclear power plant in her region. After a day of chanting slogans she boarded a bus and posted pictures she took while at the rally on her nonprofit's page.
 "Excuse me, would you mind giving me that seat?"
 Harper lifted her eyes up from her phone to see an early 30s woman in the advanced stage of pregnancy looking at her expectantly.
 "No."
 She replied, nonchalantly. If this walking incubator though she could just take her seat because she was pregnant, then she was in for a suprise.
 "Are you serious? Can't you see I'm pregnant? For that matter, can't you see the sign next to your seat?"
 The woman pointed over to a sign showing a stick figure with a bulging midsection.
 "Do you think I'll give you my seat because you're expecting? Ugh... at this rate we'll be underwater by the time that kid grows up..."
Harper was growing more and more annoyed at this woman's entitlement.
 "You know what? I've had enough of the likes of you. Don't you know how overpopulation impacts the enviroment?! Get over here..."
 The young activist got up from her seat and grabbed the woman by the shoulders.
 "W-what are you doing?!"
 *GULP*
 Harper clamped her mouth down on the woman's head, fitting all of it in her mouth.
 "S-stop this!"
The helpless woman tried to grab and pull on the teenager but failed completely, as Harper simply lifted her up above her head. Shifting her weight and causing her to descend down her throat.
 *GULP*
 The woman's chest was now within Harper, as were her arms up to the elbow. This caused Harper's own chest to bulge out severly, as her ribs moved out to accomedate the new arrival.
The only part of her torso that remained on the outside was her child bearing tummy.
 "PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!"
Her cries fell on deaf ears as the teen had no intention of stopping halfway through.
 *GULP*
 By now only her legs were sticking out. The woman's head entered the foul smelling stomach as Harper shoved her legs the rest of the way down.
 Once her feet were the only part of her that remained outside, the activist swiftly untied her shoes, letting them fall to the ground before sealing the older woman in with one final
 *GULP*
 The woman's lower half made her way down Harper's gullet, and soon her whole body landed within the cramped stomach of the activist.
 Harper sighed, now finally being able to breathe. She looked down to see her massively swollen mom-filled belly. It was so huge that it made the rest of her thin body look tiny in comparison. The tightly stretched skin and the fact her navel disdented outwards made HER look like she was pregnant with octuplets, if not more.
She carefully sat back down on her seat, looking at the sign with a smirk. She then went back to what she was doing on her phone.
 Meanwhile the mom-to-be was forced into a fetile position within the bratty girl's stomach. She couldn't belive the situation she was in.
 "Miss, this must be some kind of misunderstanding! Please let me go! I've got a family!"
 Harper looked annoyed, peering from beyond her phone and staring at her stomach. She gave it a harsh slap.
 "Is this supposed to convince me? Do you have any idea how much of the earth's surface will be underwater by 2050? Don't you know that we've already overpopulated this planet tenfold?! Your kid has no future because of YOU! I'm doing them a favor!"
 Harper was a staunch anti-natalist. In her mind she was simply correcting a mistake before it even happens, and actually doing the child a service.
 "Now, stay still while I recycle you."
 The woman could not belive what she was hearing. This teenager actually wanted to digest her and her child.
 "No! You can't just eat me! This is murder!"
 She cried out, beggining to push against the walls of the dark moist chamber with her hands and feet.
 "Murder? Your generation has been murdering the whole planet! Do you have any idea how high your carbon footprint even is?! You've lived selfishly at the cost of future generations! Contribute to my future as food!"
 Harper wrapped her arm around her stomach and began pushing inwards, completely foiling the woman's plans if escape.
 "Now shut up! Atone for your actions!'
 The woman began wailing, she felt the level of the acids rise slowly but surely. It began eating at her. First it was an unpleasant tickling sensation, but it quickly gave way to a terrible stinging pain.
 Her survival and mother's instincts acted in unision as she lashed out at the stomach wallls as harshly as she could. Punching, kicking, scratching, she'd bite them too if she could. Yet none of it amounted to anything.
Faced with the horrible pain of being melted alive, as well as the lack of air, she finally passed out.
 By then Harper had given her no mind, not even noticing the dissappearance of the annoyong sensation of her meal's writhing.
She simply continued amplifying hashtags about the threat the powerplant poses to the enviroment.
 By the time she had reached her stop, her stomach was no longer the tightly stretched sack it used to be. It was a tad smaller and a whole lot squishier, giving way easily when she pushed her finger into it, to see how mom inside was doing .
It was clear both of her passangers were now mush, and partially within her intestines. Satisfyied, the teenager made her way back home.
 On her way there, a fart slips out from between her cheecks.
"Ugh, do you really STILL have to increase your carbon footprint?"
She shook her belly agressively, making loud sloshing sounds woth the pregnant woman soup she's stewing.
 It was pretty late by the time she got home. Her parent's mansion was quite extravagant. She didn't join the rest of her family for dinner, 'it'd be uncalled to overeat when people in more climatically endrangered parts of the world have next to nothing to eat', she thought.
 As she entered her room, she jumped onto the bed. Landing on her stomach, whatever bones remained in her guts were broken and snapped like twigs. The combined weight of her and her meal was quite a challange for the bed not to break.
 Laying down belly up, she fell asleep. Through her slumber her digestive system would completely process her food baby, by the time she woke up for school the next morning, her once person-sized stomach was a mere potbelly. The recycling attributed most of the spare weight to her breasts, going from b-cups to some serious Jugs. She was now overall more plush too.
 As she got ready for highschool, Heather felt a huge pressure mounting up in her colon.
 "Ugh, why must you be such a pain in the ass to the end?"
 She said, sitting down on her porcelain throne. She ended up taking a trully colossal dump, requiring her to get off the toilet to flush the shit bit by bit each time. After twenty consecutive flushes the last clump of brown refuse, with various adult and fetal sized bone fragments within was flushed. The teen wiped the remnants of her victims off of her anus, and sent the wad of toilet paper down seperately.
She took a picture of her toilet and tweeted it out with: "Fossil fuels will send our future #downthetoilet"
 Satisfyied with her witty post, the teen went to her highschool, already planning to attend another rally after her last class of the day.