"……………That's it, it's too hot in here. I'm turning the air on." Izumimoto Eimi had had enough. She had had enough sweat pooling in her deep cleavage, she was tired of panting like a dog on a hot summer's day constantly, and she was nearly out of sticky, wet clothes to peel off of her shapely, voluptuous body. Anything more and she'd be buck naked, and she'd still be too hot to take it.

"Eimi, dear, we've been over this before. The thermostat is not to go below 30°. You know my aversion to the cold takes priority over your sweaty disposition…"

Akeboshi Himari scoffed at her lone colleague in the Paranormal Affairs Department. The girl might have been a prodigy genius super hacker that was well respected for her high level of intelligence and world renowned hacking skills, but her fickle and proud personality completely contrasted with her otherwise frail appearance. Himari was physically weak and bound to a wheelchair, but she still spoke her mind without restraint any time the occasion presented itself. She was never one to back down from a fight, and unfortunately this included the constant back and forths she had with Eimi about the temperature of their secret base in their school funded two man club.

"Then I'm getting naked. Either the air goes on, or you deal with my nudity, your choice."

Eimi was of course being completely serious. She was a person that was sometimes difficult to read due to her monotone voice and lack of outward emotions, but she was always serious when it came to tearing off her clothes. Despite her curvy hourglass figure complete with a heavy set of breasts that jiggled with every step, she had no qualms with wearing nothing if it meant feeling nice and cool in this sweltering oven of a base they called home. She often got into trouble violating multiple dress codes daily on campus, but she really couldn't fathom what was so wrong with showing off a little skin. Why should she feel embarrassed at others looking at her nude form? It was just bare skin and genitals underneath her clothes… Everyone else had those as well.

"Eimi, my dear Eimi, you really are something else. But I'm afraid I'll have to decline both of your offers, for you see… I am the boss around here. I am the president of the Paranormal Affairs Department, your upperclassman, and far more respected as both an individual and a master at my field of expertise. Why, if I wanted to, I could have you promptly kicked out of this club, and replaced with someone far more obedient before the day's end! So I'd watch my tone if I were you, I am not known for being forgiving or understanding when opposed…"

"……………" Eimi glared at the smug silver-haired harpy as she smiled a venom laced smile from across the room. Her delicate fingers moved with style and grace as she continued typing away on the keyboard, paying her underclassman no mind after shooting her desires down so callously. No doubt she thought she would always get whatever she wanted, just because she was born into this world a mere two years before her. Eimi's brow furrowed as her stomach churned, her belly eager for a snack after skipping lunch. That was how the hacking life went sometimes, you didn't always have time to stop and get yourself something to eat.

"My, hungry are we? Wasn't that entire bag of chips you devoured earlier enough? Or how about the cupcakes? Keep that diet up, and you'll become even fatter in no time~"

What a bitch… Eimi thought to herself. That was another thing she was always so smug about. Because of her disability, Himari's body didn't require much sustenance, meaning with just a light breakfast, she had enough juice to hack to her heart's content the entire rest of the day and night, no problem. She was so slim and delicate, she looked like a grandma confined to an old timey rocking chair, not that it stopped her from letting snide remarks slip out whenever the chance arose.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Your stomach sounds absolutely ravenous from over here. Best to get that taken care of before you're too hungry to move. I know that flabby body of yours requires a lot of calories, dear, don't worry about leaving me here to fend for myself, I can keep working while you go stuff some more food down your piehole, fufufu~"

STOMP!!

Himari nearly had a heart attack from the sudden sound of Eimi's foot crashing down against the hard floor. The pinkette rose to her feet, her expression still neutral with just a hint of anger surrounding her in the form of dark intentions. She stomped menacingly towards Himari, who could only chuckle at this pitiful attempt to intimidate her. The genius closed her laptop and tossed it aside, interlocking her fingers as she placed her hands confidently on top of her lap. Her lips curled into a sure smile as she tilted her head, addressing her underclassman with false confusion.

"Why, Eimi, whatever is the problem? Did I happen to offend you with my blunt yet truthful remarks? I'm sorry, I've never been good at holding back my opinions, now have I? Some might argue that might be my one true flaw."

"I can think of a few more. You're vain, overconfident, frail, and most annoyingly a self-absorbed narcissist. Someone should really teach you a lesson you won't soon forget…" Eimi crossed her arms underneath her impressive bosom as she leaned over the sitting girl, pushing her large breasts nearly up to her chin. She knew about Himari's biggest weakness, her lack of self esteem when it came to her underdeveloped flat chest, so this was her not so subtle way of asserting dominance over her. Being flat was probably more of a hindrance to her than lacking working legs, loathe as she was to admit it.

"Oh? And I suppose you're the one who's going to do that? Please, I could hack circles around a novice like you. You're a hundred, no, a thousand years too early to think about challenging me! Know your place, child!" It really was rich to hear someone half her size calling her a child, but her faith in her hacking prowess really was all she had to fall back on. Taking hacking out of the equation, Himari was nothing more than a weak little girl.

"Who said anything about hacking? Let's see how you defend yourself from this!"

In an instant, Eimi was upon her. The much curvier girl yanked Himari out of her chair, and tossed her over her shoulder. Himari tried to struggle and break free, but even she knew there was little sense in falling to the floor and flopping around like a fish out of water without her wheelchair to aid in movement.

"What do you hope to prove by using brute force against the impaired?! So you're stronger than me physically and your legs work, big deal! You don't have even half the intellect I do!"

In truth, this sudden physical contact had Himari extremely tilted. She was not used to touching other people, not even those of the same sex. She couldn't remember the last time someone held her hand, and now here this gorilla was, manhandling her carelessly like a piece of meat! It was embarrassing and disgraceful, and Eimi should be ashamed of herself! Eimi ignored her ramblings as she carried the lightweight president over her shoulder towards the club bed that was typically reserved for midday napping, a tool Himari found useful after a long night of uninterrupted hacking. The pinkette tossed her onto the bed, before hopping on top of it to join her.

Suddenly, Himari found her back forced into the soft sheets, as Eimi kept her in place below her with the force of her soft and squishy breasts. The genius blushed as she looked the other way, feigning disinterest as she grit her teeth in defiance.

"Now what? How exactly do you plan to 'teach me a lesson' like this? This is such a waste of my precious time!"

"……………" Eimi said nothing as she gazed at her prey from above with those emotionless eyes of hers. Himari's blush deepened as she realized the intimacy of their current predicament. Himari, a pure maiden genius hacker who had never been touched so forcefully by the hands of another, was underneath and at the mercy of this boorish gorilla woman, who's deep cleavage could swallow anyone whole! What was she going to do, suffocate her with those absurd breasts until she agreed to turn the air on?! Himari wasn't going to stand for this, she was far too intelligent and graceful to be obedient to this cow!

"Eimi, look… I am a woman of reason. If you return me to my seat and apologize, I'll let you off with just a light punishment for this grievous transgression. We all make mistakes, and I know you make more than others, but still- mmMMMFFF?!"

"Shut. Up. I'm the one in charge here now."

Eimi had done exactly what Himari was worried she would do, that being using her chest to silence her. The genius' eyes went wide as her mouth was swallowed up by this boorish woman’s obscenely large boobs. She tried to muffle out some fevered complaints, but her words were lost in the deep caverns of her underclassmen's bosom. Her face went red with shame as she tried to struggle underneath her, but it was no use. Eimi was simply stronger than her. Without hacking and computers on her side, Himari was weaker than even an average girl. Her eyes clenched shut as tears began to well in the sides of them.

How could something so awful be happening to a supremely graceful genius like herself?

"I can tell what you're thinking without even hearing it. You're wallowing in self pity inside that big brain of yours, aren't you? 'Woe is me, why is this happening to one such as I!' right,? You brought this upon yourself, Himari. All you had to do was dial the smugness back a notch, and maybe be a bit more reasonable, but no, that was too much for you, wasn't it? And look at you now."

"MMMNNFFFF!! MMNN, MM, MNNNNNGHHH!!!"

"You know, you'd almost be cute if you weren't so high and mighty. You're totally my type look wise, but your inner self is unsalvageable. Such a shame…"

What? Himari was taken aback by such a surprising confession. What is this girl saying? I'm her type?! T-truly…?

Himari was a loner by nature of her work and outwardly rough attitude, so she had never given much thought to love and romance when it came to herself. But to hear Eimi utter such words, even when dismissed due to her disdain for her bold personality, well… It was more than a mild shock, to say the least. Himari's struggles died down as her expression softened, as her longing eyes gazed deeply into Eimi's suddenly beautiful expression. Her crimson blush took on more of a flustered hue, as she batted her eyelashes expectantly.

"Oh please, is that all it took to steal your heart? Just a little acknowledgement and force? I should have just seduced you and been done with it ages ago." Eimi sighed as she lifted her chest up, finally allowing the genius to take a much needed gasp of air. Himari's jaw went slack as her mind went blank for what felt like the very first time in her life. Was this what it felt like to be in love?!

"E-Eimi…" She whispered, her lips puckered and vulnerable in this submissive position.

"…Yes?" The pinkette replied monotonously, unsure where this was going. Himari hesitated, her eyes flicking off to the right as if she was focused on something else just as much as the gorgeous woman on top of her.

"………I am willing to try out this whole… love thing with you, it's just……"

"…Yes?" Eimi felt her own heart skip a beat. Were they really about to become a couple after such a stupid, pointless disagreement?

"……………The thermostat is still not to go below 30°. As long as you can agree to that, then I will be yours~"

"…………………"

"Eimi…?"

"……………………………………"

Unbelievable. This woman…. This selfish, self centered, controlling woman! Eimi picked her up by the scruff of her collar, and pulled her even closer. Their lips were close enough to kiss, but Eimi was no longer in the mood. Or was she…?

"O-ow! Eimi, you're hurting me! Hhhmmmphh…?! Mmmchu~"

The girl's lips locked for an unprompted, passionate sudden smooch. Eimi was forceful and rough, using her tongue to slide in and out of her prey's drooling mouth. Himari was overcome by the sudden intense stimulation of making out, her skills as a lover unrefined and sloppy, but she was nothing if not eager to learn. Her arms wrapped around and clung to her object of desire, her disdain for this cow twisting into lust like a coin being flipped to the other side. Eimi was so soft and warm all over, it felt like she was being ravished by a big, soft marshmallow woman. Eimi too was handsy with her meal, her hands clawing her back and gripping her by her slim thighs.

"E-Eimi, waiff… mmmchu~"

Himari wasn't given a chance to think as she was assaulted by rough, unrelenting love. Her fears, doubts, and intellect entirely leaked out of her ears, leaving the prude woman to grin dumbly as she locked lips with such a wonderful woman… Her woman~ Oh yes, there was no escaping her grasp now that she had seen the potential of such a diamond in the rough. She would raise her to be the perfect spouse, a woman that would tend to her every need, a lady who would live to please her and her alone~

That was the plan, at least, before a sudden wet darkness clamped down over her unprepared face.

"Mmhmmphhh…? HNNNMMPHHH!!!"

*Sluuuuurp~*

Eimi savored the satisfying flavor of bitch as she passed over her tongue. Himari didn't start struggling right away, probably due to confusion more than anything, but once she realized something was very wrong, boy did she wriggle good~ Eimi couldn't help but think this must be how a big bad predator feels as an inferior creature spasms it's way down their throat, still alive to experience their slow and agonizing end in their tummy. The pinkette was pissed at her president and wanted her to suffer, so getting her excited with a little makeout session before snatching her up like the meat she was felt so damn gratifying.

"Eimi!! What's going on?! Why am I- nff, why's it so hot and muggy and… tight?!"

The pulsating walls of her underclassman's throat clamped down on her like a vice, working her head down her neck swiftly. Her face was soaked with saliva and she couldn't see a thing, hell, she could barely breathe with nothing but the revolting air of her predator's stomach to suck down. The further down she was pushed, the worse the smell got. She didn't realize it yet, but it was the smell of stomach acids and half melted food, namely the chips and cupcakes she was mocking her for devouring earlier. She would soon join these snacks as nutrients herself, once she was fully consumed and confined to a stomach that was all too eager to melt her down to a miscellaneous slurry.

Her flavor, it's so addicting! I could suck on her all day long and never get enough…

Despite her relative lack of meat, Himari was rather high quality as a foodstuff. Rolling her tongue across her frail features, feeling it all pack down her outstretched maw, it was a truly fulfilling experience. Before she knew it, her prey's limp legs were already slipping down her gums, offering no resistance due to her disability. If it were anyone else, Eimi might have felt a pang of guilt devouring someone who couldn't properly defend themselves, but Himari dug her own grave with her self centered egotism, it was now time to lie in it. Better yet, she could melt away and never show herself ever again for all the pinkette cares.

"Mmm… ulllp… slurrrp… gulp~"

Even the heels and the soles of her feet were scrumptious. Himari's toes were curling slightly, probably from the tight sensation of being swallowed whole. Wrapping her tongue around each digit, Eimi felt such satisfaction seeing them slide in and out of her sight, never to be seen again. With a resounding gulp, the tail end of her first class meal sank like a rock into her depths, the genius hacker swirling around until she settled in a tight ball in the fetal position in her stretched middle. Eimi offered her gut a satisfied pat, as she sat up on the bed, hanging her feet off the side and allowing her creamy dome of a gut to spill out in front of her, filling up her lap completely.

"HhhOoOUuURrRAaAPHHHhh…"

A thick cloud of pent of gas expelled from her lips, no doubt the bulk of air she just swallowed down alongside her tasty prey. Her stomach tightened and compacted, making things even more cramped for the disgraced super hacker. Her pitiful squirms inside the pit of her stomach felt so good, it was like she was getting a massage from the inside out.

"Mhm, you tasted surprisingly good, Himari. I was expecting you to be stale and flavorless like your personality."

Eimi felt a weak little punch as Himari tried to resist from within, but it was no use. Her stomach was simply stronger than her.

"Y-you fool! What are you doing?! I'm the beautiful, genius super hacker of Veritas! You are not allowed to digest someone as important as I!"

After catching her bearings, Himari quickly deduced what had actually happened. That tempting fat cow had seduced her in an attempt to get her to let her guard down, and in her moment of weakness, she was swallowed whole! Inconceivable, a person of her importance reduced to food for a common born low ranking grunt! She needed to throw her up immediately, before any serious lasting damage was done by her disgusting stomach acids. The caustic fluids were already breaking her stylish dress down to tatters!

"Yeah, yeah, spare me your endless self praise for once. Maybe you can start a new legend as the ghastly ghost of the genius hacker that haunts the Paranormal Affairs Department? I doubt many would be scared of you, though."

Himari couldn't believe her ears, was she not taking this seriously?! All of Kivotos itself was at risk if her irreplaceable genius was lost to the hunger of some unimportant nobody! She wasn't going to stand for this! She had to let her out now! She could already feel her sensitive skin being damaged from the relentless churning rumbling all around her!

"You insolent...! Eimi... if you let me out at once, we can just pretend this never happened. P-please hurry, it's getting far too hot in here!"

"Oh, NOW it's too hot for you to handle? That's rich, coming from you. I think it's time for a little post meal nap. Nighty night, former President Himari."

And with that, Eimi let herself flop backwards and was out like a light in minutes flat. It didn't take long for her breathing to steady into a rhythmic pattern, until her busty chest was rising and falling with the steady tempo of sleep. Himari couldn't even hear that anymore, because the gurgles and glorps of the digestive system swirling her around like a washing machine on full blast was drowning out all other sounds. No matter how much she shouted, screamed, and pleaded to be released, no one was awake to even hear her… not that she'd be given the time of day otherwise.

"E-EIMIIIII!!!" She screamed out desperately, choking on the rising stomach acids that felt like they were hotter than molten lava. Her prison of flesh clenched down tight all around her, and everything started to go white. Her mind flashed back to her earliest days of hacking, back when she was just getting started and learning every trick of the trade. As she reminisced of the good old days, the face of Tsukatsuki Rio flashed across her scattered mind for some reason, which perplexed her to no end. She hated her, so why was she thinking of that detestable woman in her final moments…? She supposed she'd never know why, because it was time to cease being Akeboshi Himari… She was nothing more than Izumimoto Eimi's food now.

Rolling over in her sleep, Eimi's stomach clenched down hard on the former genius and president of the Paranormal Affairs Department, who was naught but scattered meat and bones in a soupy broth now. Her eager stomach began pumping Himari's remains deeper into her intestines and bowels as she snored the day away, her body already beginning to grow from the upperclassman's generous contributions. She shifted around multiple times in her slumber, her stomach sloshing loudly as the steady rumbles of smooth digestion filled the empty office.

A glowing light began shining on the side of Eimi's left breast, which had already grown a full cup size since digestion had begun in earnest. It was a marking in the shape of a certain genius hacker's signature halo…

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Another commission from  TheLazyWizard of Eimi devouring and digesting Himari for her rudeness, both characters from Blue Archive. I went back and forth if I wanted Himari or Eimi to be the predator of this, and eventually settled on the later, but I am curious what a reverse of this scenario would end up looking like. Himari would make for an excellent smug pred, but she's even better as a nerd churning in her underclassman's gut if you ask me~

Please, enjoy and let us know what you thought of both the pic and story in the comments below!

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