It's not necessarily wise to challenge the strongest, let alone when the strongest consists of an enormously tall French woman with an appetite for both winning, and excessive consumption of delicious fare. Does that include other fighters...?

Created by the increasingly talented PolakPeasant of course!

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Story by  Veender for the fellow vore heads out here, a splendid work.

Juri Han flashed one of her trademark menacing smiles as she stared at the woman before her.

Standing several feet taller than the Sadistic Spider was the fashionable French martial artist known as Manon. sporting an all-black wardrobe with matching hair, the Judoka fighter was a sight to behold even before one considered her unbelievable body.

While Juri's curves were nothing to scoff at- an hourglass figure supermodels dreamt of -they were nothing compared to Manon's own.

The blubbery ballerina's breasts were several times larger than her head, her crop top showing off plenty of cleavage as those orbs sat atop the woman's massive midsection. That gut stuck out several feet in front of Manon. The gurgling globe appeared even larger than usual due to being stuffed with dozens of courses of rich food- a normal breakfast for Manon.

The jumbo Judoka fighter's wide hips could be seen peeking out from either side of her belly, those seat-crushing spheres stretching her stylish pants skin-tight over them along with the thick thighs and calves further below.

Given the ballerina's incredible height, all of these curves were even more absurdly enormous, but Juri didn't care about any of it. All she saw was her latest victim, and Manon appeared to at least offer her some entertainment value. The Spider licked her lips with anticipation, already imagining the fat woman's howls of pain from one of the Korean woman's infamously dangerous kicks.

"You know the best thing about people taller than you? Watching them fall!" She asked Manon with a sneer before whirling around to deliver one of her strongest roundhouse kicks. Her foot sank into the supple flesh of the fat Frenchwoman's middle like stepping on a massive water balloon. Despite it's power, the impact seemed to do little more than send a ripple rolling across the soft surface while sloshing around the contents within Manon's bulky belly.

The woman attached to the doughy orb seemed completely unharmed, although she was upset by the unprovoked assault.

It was rare for Juri to be afraid of anyone, let alone paralyzed by that terror, but between Manon's icy glare and the rumbling of her belly, the Spider was like a deer in headlights as the taller woman reached out for her...

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Manon licked her lips, smiling as she felt the bulge of Juri's head travel down her throat to join the rest of the food inside her stomach. The swallowed Spider thrashed and grunted among the gastric juices and mushy remains of Manon's previous meals, the churning muscles of the belly surrounding the woman overpowering her meager kicks and squirms.

The thick layer of flab surrounding Manon's gut was so thick that Juri couldn't even be seen from the outside despite making that overstuffed orb expand outward by several more feet. Only a vague bulge could be seen pressing out every now and again along with the muffled shouting from the stomach's occupant, barely audible over the gurgles and blorps emanating from it.

Satisfied with her meal, Manon rubbed over her belly with a smile before a huge belch blasted from her mouth. "BWOOORRRRRP!! Oh my, excuse me~!" The bloated ballerina exclaimed with a small giggle before waddling off on her way without a care in the world.

Manon got a snack between meals and Juri wasn't bored anymore. Seems like a win-win situation!

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