Another tribute to Immortanjoe321.
Had to go with red hair with blazing personality vibe for this cutie.

Art and short story below made by the lovely  JessicaRae after I gave her directions. Go check the talented bean out! ( And eat her as much as you like.) Hope you enjoy.



As the night unfurls its velvet curtain, a vibrant drinking bar comes to life, aglow with the luminous dance of neon lights. The entrance, marked by a flickering neon sign, beckons revelers into a realm of pulsating beats and lively conversations. Outside, the faint hum of the city is drowned out by the rhythmic thump of bass emanating from within. The bar's facade is adorned with neon lights in a mesmerizing array of colors, casting a kaleidoscopic glow on the sidewalk. The entrance is flanked by lady bouncers in black, ensuring a vibrant but controlled atmosphere within the building…but not in their writhing bellies. They had to handle some punks already, as outsiders could tell and took the warning seriously.

Inside the Neo Club, the main bar area is a symphony of laughter, clinking glasses, and the hiss of carbonation escaping soda dispensers. A sleek, polished bar stretches along one side, bathed in the neon glow that reflects off chrome fixtures. Bottles of liquor, their labels illuminated by neon lights, form a dazzling backdrop. Above the bar, neon lights trace intricate patterns, casting an otherworldly aura. Words like "Cheers" and "Cocktails" dance in luminous letters, creating a dynamic visual feast. The lights pulse and flicker in time with the music, creating an electric ambiance that energizes the entire space.

Soon the bar only had Megane sitting at the bar, drinking her huge glass of beer. The toned red head was annoyed as she sipped away, thinking silently. She glanced over irritably as Jessica, a brunette was about to sit beside her…but Jess thought twice with the bitter expression on the woman’s face. She sat a seat down from her, ordering a glass of Malibu Hurricane from the bartender. Megane sneered at such a girly drink, returning her focus to her beer when she noticed someone walk into the bar.

Her mannerisms became much more friendly at seeing Carmen, waving her over. "Took you long enough. That rump of yours slowing you down? It has been a while, ass of the night."

Carmen chuckled, sitting next to her. “Hello to you too. What’ve you been up to of late?”

“Oh, the same old stuff.”

“…You’re very good at starting conversations.” Carmen joked dryly, to which the two laughed when suddenly a blonde woman stumbled into Megane. The stranger smelt like she bathed in alcoholic beverages, making those at the bar sneer. By how she walked, it was so obvious she was drunk to an unhealthy extent. Her boyfriend gripped her by the shoulders, helping steady her as the blonde woman glared at Megane.

"-hic- H-hey I know that red hair gal... she sucks at wrestling! Like really bad. Come kick her ass for me. Don't just -hic- stand there…” The boyfriend looked from his girlfriend to Megane, uncertain of what to do. The blonde snarled, yanking away from him as she got in a fighting stance…as best as possible while tipsy. “FINE! I'll do it myself!”

As she swung at Megane, she didn’t stand a chance against the alert red head that quickly knocked the fists down to lunge forward with her drooling mouth wide open. The girlfriend’s head was slurped wetly into her maw, her hands gripping the “meal’s” sides as she lifted her up over her head with a lot of strength. Jess stared in horror while the bartender just washed glasses, not paying any attention to what was apparently normal for that bar. The boyfriend went to reach for Megan, stammering out, “H-hey, spit her out!”

Much to his misfortune, Carmen was the one to handle him as Megan finished gulping down such a fidgety girl. The dark-haired woman gripped him by the feet, lifting him up by them as his face slammed against the ground. He glanced up in time to see her gnaw her bottom-lip as she pulled down her pants and panties just enough to show her plump rump cheeks. She stuffed those shoe-covered feet between those cheeks to hear the wet schlorp as the pucker sucked him up into her colon. Her anal muscles flexed, enjoying the squirming from him as he tried to grip anything to pull himself out of her. Howeever, Carmen was very used to dealing with such meals. Soon, he disappeared inside of her, up to his head that was sandwiched between the butt cheeks. She brought up the panties over his face and then the jeans halfway over his face to warn others in the bar to stay away… or else share the same fate. Plus, it was very enjoyable for Carmen to feel him move around inside of her colon and lower intestines while he constantly shifted and pressed his head against that rump of hers.

Megane gulped the last of the girl, belching as she sat down to have the squirming mass in her lap. “URP! Hee-hee- Looks like you’re having fun. You should really come back doing matches with me. We would kick ass just like the good old times!" She lifted her glass of beer to her and then took a sip.

Carmen shook her head, smiling at the idea. "It's fun, don't get me wrong, but I'll pass. You should too one day. It's risky now with the new boss. The jerk doesn't care if you are gone forever as I heard. In fact, I would have melted you every time I ate you if it wasn't for the previous director." She sticks out her tongue before sitting down on the barstool beside her. The boyfriend was muffled as he shouted for any help, not being able to heard with that clothing in the way and such loud music in the bar.

The red head rolled her eyes at Carmen’s comment, chugging the drink down in one go before sighing. The drunk prey sloshed and fidgeted in the now wetter sac of a belly, muffling out some yelps. “Whatever. Was just an idea. HEY, BARTENDER! TWO MORE FOR ME AND THEN CLOSE MY TAB FOR THE NIGHT! Don’t wanna be as stupid as my food here and get drunk.” She gave her belly a slap, belching low and long to emphasize her point.

Carmen ordered a beer herself, sipping away as the two began to chat. “We should totally hang out more often.”

“I know, right? It’s been too long. I mean, I got your number, but sometimes I get too distracted with life to just chill and enjoy time with a bud. Not like I don’t care about you or anything.”

“The same,” Carmen said, not noticing that Megan was glancing over to Jess as she spoke. “I know of a place we can go that’s cheap and where we don’t have to drink. The bowling alley not far from here. Sure, we can drink there, but its some fun we can have that isn’t just drinking and talking, you know?”

Carmen spoke on and on, not watching what was happening beside her. Jess was too nervous to drink her Malibu Hurricane, staring at the woman’s writhing big belly. Megane licked over her teeth, figuring after tasting such a drunk treat that a sweetly tart treat would be nice to have for dessert. All while Carmen spoke about the bowling alley, Megane got up and then walked in front of Jess. The brunette nervously looked from the bartender to Megane, saying quietly, “Um…h-hi? C-can I help you?”

“Nuh-uh. No small talk with food,” the red head commented, gripping her by the shoulders, to which Jess dropped the glass with a high-pitched yelp. That caught Carmen’s attention, to which she glanced over angrily at her friend not paying attention to eat someone else. Megane slurped over Jess’s head, gripping the curvy meal easily to shove a lot of her inside.

Carmen’s eyes went wide at realizing it was one of her snacks she shared with her boyfriend being gulped down by the red hair gal. The curves and the clothes were obviously Jess’s.

"Could you like…spit Jessica out?” Megane glared over at Carmen for even asking that, giving one more strong slurp and then gulp to get the rest of the busty meal down. She gave her much bigger and squirmier belly a smack as a clear “no” to Carmen’s question followed by a crude long belch.

“UUURRRRRRROOOORP!”

Carmen pouted, “Oh, damn you! She is a sweet one!"

"Yeah, for my gut. Heehee-" She slapped her belly again, earning a squeak from Jess.

“Just to warn you, she’s really fattening. I mean, VERY fattening.”

“Oh, shut up. Like I haven’t dealt with those before,” Megane grumbled as she sipped her next glass of beer.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Carmen commented with a shrug before leaning against the bar as she slipped out a moan. The rest of the drunk woman’s boyfriend slipped between those cheeks with a wet -POP- , to which Carmen pulled up her pants the rest of the way. “Can’t wait for my darling and I to enjoy the belly this butt-snack’s gonna give me tonight,” she tittered, sticking out her tongue.

The two laughed, discussing about their favorite recent meals. All the while, the young man slowly slid up the winding intestines to be deposited in Carmen’s beer-filled stomach. Jess and the drunk prey wouldn’t last long in such a sloshy gut full of drink and other nasty belly juices, making the two writhe and press out against Megan to try to get some freedom. All that earned the two was more beer pouring on top of them, some belches that made the belly even tighter and pats from their devourer.

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After a good night of sleep, Megane woke up with a groan as she clutched her head from the alcohol inside her first meal now giving her a massive hangover. At least she had plenty of energy for the day. However, she soon sat up and then looked at herself. She had on only a bra and panties that held on as tightly as possible to the massive size she was now. Her rump nearly took up the entire bed where she sat while her boulder-like boobs lay heavily against her smooth yet full of chyme belly. She pouted as she texted on her phone to Carmen, "No thanks for giving this much curve! I look like your fat ‘culo’! This is the last time we go at your stupid club! Damn you!”

She liked the new figure, but the problem was her job. She needed to keep her stamina and agility in check, so that meant all of this fat had to go.

"People are so fattening… I'm about to become vegan soo-URRRRRP!” Out from her mouth flew a shirt and pants to wetly land beside her bed. She sneered at the sight of the blemished clothes. "Ughh, disgusting. Thanks for the free clothing, I guess." She went back to checking out her boobs, lifting them up with her hands experimentally to see just how well her meals contributed to her.

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