"Hey Marianne, is it just me or is Lysithea... a little different now?" Hilda Valentine Goneril, the sole daughter to House Goneril, noticed as she watched the once petite girl head towards their next class by her lonesome. She had books in hand as her beautiful white hair sashayed from side to side with each step, but that really wasn't what the pinkette had her eyes on. No, they were currently glued to the enormous hams stuffed into her tight pants, rocking from side to side like an older woman's full chest with each and every step.

"Hmm? Lysithea? What about her? She looks pretty normal to me... Oh, you don't mean the weight she suddenly gained overnight, do you? Hilda, it isn't nice to stare like that..." Marianne von Edmund blushed as her normally droopy eyes made contact with the voluptuous, hypnotic cheeks that the short girl was sporting that put even Lady Rhea to shame. She felt if she stared too intently, she might just find herself falling in love...

"I can't help it, I mean look at that butt! That is the juiciest tushie I've ever seen! What the heck did she eat to gain that much junk in the trunk, and where can I get some~"

"Oh Hilda, your butt is already the perfect size- err, I-I mean... nnnghh..." Marianne's blush deepens another shade of red as she let affections for her close friend slip out so callously. Hilda slapped her on the back with a cheeky grin plastered over her face, happy to her her butt was up to Marianne's critical standards.

"Hey, why don't we just go ask her what happened? She's been acting weirdly distant and cold since her backside ballooned the other day. Maybe she's embarrassed about it?"

"H-Hilda, I don't think that's a good idea, you know how she- Ah!" Hilda ignored her girlfriend and tugged her arm towards the big booty white-haired mage. 'Lysithea' sensed them approaching, and curtly turned to face them. The hallways were empty, save for the three girls... That might prove useful if she has to do something drastic to protect her new identity.

"Can I help you, ladies? I'm on my way to class, so..."

"'You ladies' she says! You don't have to act so formal, Lysithea. We're all friends here, right?" Hilda beamed, reaching around the younger girl's shoulder to pull her close for a hug. Their faces squished in the middle as the pinkette nuzzled up close, and Marianne could swore she saw Lysithea's eyes twinkle with devious intent.

"Right... Friends. I'm shocked, she seemed so stuck up, I assumed she was- a-ahem, I mean, yeah! Hey girlfriends! What's up?" The white-haired mage's attitude seemed to shift on a dime to cheerful and outgoing, something neither of them thought they'd ever see Lysithea do. She was usually so serious about her schoolwork and training, she didn't make time for socializing with her fellow classmates, much less putting forth the effort to greet them so casually.

"Um... We were worried about you, Lysithea. You seemed distant ever since..." The bluenette's words trailed off as she thought of a more eloquent way to address her friend's butt expanding so dramatically, but Hilda was here to cut to the chase nice and bluntly.

"Ever since that butt of yours exploded! Did all those sweets you gorge yourself on finally start going south? You used to have the best metabolism in school, but look at you now~" Hilda smacked her friend's left cheek playfully, expecting to hear her shout at her like she always did when she was teased, but 'Lysithea' instead tensed up, a nervous bead of sweat dripping down her brow as she backed away, clutching her big bottom defensively.

"Erm, that's..." Crap, is that normal behavior in this messed up world?! Why did she slap my ass?! Ugh, I almost want to just gulp these idiots down and be done with it, but someone might come down the hall! Play it cool, Mélusine, if you eat both of these skanks, they'll weigh you down the rest of the day!

"Hilda, don't tease her so hard. I'm sorry Lysithea, we'll be on our way now. If you ever need anyone to talk to, we'll always be here to listen to you..." Marianne offered a sad smile that tugged at Mélusine's heartstrings as she dragged the twin-tailed pinkette back down the hall. Hilda huffed, not nearly satisfied with such a small amount of teasing, but followed Marianne all the same. She was probably just jealous she was slapping Lysithea's big booty instead of her own, anyways~

"Catch you later, Lysithea! We'll have to have lunch together sometime! I'll give you my dessert if you let me cop a feel of those chee- Oww! Okay, I'm coming already, sheesh..." The dragon in disguise stood there dumbfounded, wholly unprepared for how the people of this world so casually addressed each other and invaded her personal space. It was definitely something she'd have to grow accustomed to if she was going to keep posing as the girl she'd eaten and transformed into her pants stretching ass meat. She was going to have to figure out how to deal with that brash pink-haired girl too, before she lost her temper and swallowed her whole.

Still, getting her dessert for just a handful of her swollen peach? That was an offer she just might have to comply with, because like the real Lysithea, Mélusine loved her sweets~

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This is probably the last Halloween upload I have for everyone, but  artist-san held a raffle for a specific idea of similar looking characters eating and taking the place of their prey, so here we are! I thought both Mélusine and Lysithea were perfect for an idea like this, since they look identical when you strip away their outfits. Hopefully the dragon Servant can keep her appetite in check, because I think any more meals would most certainly split her pants for good!

Please enjoy, and let us know what you thought in the comments below! And check out Nep's stuff if you haven't yet, he's one of my favorite artists on the portal!

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