This is a trade with the amazing  shishiroyama! Go follow him if you aren't already~
Shishiroyama drew this art to accompany a fic I wrote starring Mori Calliope, IRyS and Ouro Kronii - the fic is included below.
It's been an honour to write this fic, as it's my first ever collab! I hope you enjoy! Thanks again to Shishi for giving me permission to post this and working with me!!!

There's a lot of tags here so feel free to add any I've missed, feedback welcome.
Word count approx. 6,630.
I'll post the Bae prompt list tomorrow! Happy reading!!!

Sat at her desk, full and contented, Kronii lays back and stretches. The fan she personally "met up" with last night has long
since given in, though has left a substantial amount of chub padding out her belly. Less went to her chest than she expected, but there's plenty more meals to grab - all she needs to do is message a potential snack and they'll come running. As long as management doesn't find out, she can eat as many fans as she likes. Just as she browses fan groups to scout her next meal, the ethereal *schwink* of a blade makes her jump.
She turns around but gets no chance to identify the source of the sound before a hand wraps around her with extreme force. Taken totally by surprise, she can only squawk a "GWAK" in response before her surroundings change and shift.

She regains her bearings, only to realise she's been dragged a great deal further away than she thought. Kronii rubs her eyes in disbelief as a pink-haired woman she knows all too well gives her a deathly stare.
"M-Mori?" She recognises her reaper senpai immediately, having done several collabs before, although this one is rather sudden. "Dude, what gives? You can't just bring me to the Underworld for an off-collab unannounced..." Kronii may not have spent much time here, but the dreary, otherworldly aesthetic and constant fog give it away immediately. Green torches lining the walls provide enough light to see the glimmer of anger upon her Myth rival's face as she steps forward. The reaper's apprentice carries her great scythe and she's clearly not in a good mood - given that the scythe is wreathed in red flame.

"Don't play games with me, Kronii! You *know* what you did!" The reaper's rage is apparent in her booming voice. "I've been busting *my* ass *all* these years because *you* keep stuffing *yours*! I've had it!" Echoing and booming through the cave, Mori starts to rush through the fog - scythe very distinctly pointed at Kronii. The Warden finds her powers hard to draw from down here, but concentrates for a second...
Her eyes glow blue, and her twin blades appear in her hands, each sending a flash of azure lightness across the gloom. As Calli makes a swing, the two swords cross to deflect it - forcing her backwards. She withdraws for a moment to assess the situation, as the two demi-gods appear matched for the moment. They lock eyes, sapphire against scarlet, and it is evident one of them will have to make the next strike.

The cocky time warden flaunts herself at her coworker turned enemy, knowing how easily toyed with she is. "Hmm~ you call yourself the reaper's apprentice, but you can't *kill* me if you can’t *touch* me~" she opens her arms as if to invite an attack - but her taunt doesn't appear to work. Calli simply grits her teeth and slowly edges forward, eying up her arrogant opponent. This is *her* domain, this should be an easy victory...but she must stay focused, lest Kronii use time trickery to cheat her way out of the reaper's due.
Kronii still refuses to make a move, so eventually the reaper loses patience and strikes at her once more. This time, she aims away from the swords, but is still deflected - and unlike before, unleashes more than a single punishing strike.
The weight of her weapon makes it hard for the Warden of Time to block, yet she manages flawlessly every time, smiling smugly as she does it. The reaper would do anything to wipe that stupid grin off her face. *Anything*, maybe even stooping to her level...After pressing the scythe against the blades, it deflects back. Once again Calli stands away from her foe, though closer this time, firmly holding her long blade.
"Gah! How are you doing that?!?" She barks, enraged by her opponent's effortless defence.

"Haven't I told you?" She says, with a glint in her eye, "I'm perfect ~ you should back down whilst you still can~" Kronii continues her taunting, bantering strategy, knowing how effective it is. She relishes the chance to use her powers, but wordplay is a lot more fun sometimes, even without the live audience. Whether the local dead audience - given they're in the Underworld - can hear is no concern of hers. "Come on, don't be shy~ You can keep trying, but you know I'm
always a second ahead~" inadvertently her taunts give away she's still cheating through time magic. But given this was hardly a gentleman’s (or idol’s, as it would be) duel, it's hardly a fair fight. "Ooh, I am gonna make you eat those words...I have *had* it with fixing your stupid binging! This ends here!" Calli recalls her (numerous) experiences of restoring the rest of the Council's bodies after Kronii became hungry, or "accidentally" became a lamia. True, the other girls are far from innocent - all have had their hungry moments - but it is the Warden of Time is most prone of all to carnivory. Even as she's being challenged over it, her urges continue to control her.

"Mmm...sounds like a plan but...words don't fill me up...I think I'd rather eat you instead~" she winks and sticks out her forked tongue. Its true nature is normally hidden, but even the reaper shudders when presented with such a threat. She's dealt with enough traumatised swallowed souls that she doesn't particularly want to become one. Channelling her righteous fury, she strikes as a vengeful soul at her foe, ushering forth an ethereal skeletal hand to swipe at her. It's the same form that dragged her quarry down to these hunting grounds and may yet save her the day. It succeeds in knocking Kronii off her balance - just long enough for the reaper to make a glancing strike. Even down here she doesn't want to shed any more blood than necessary. Yet the ripped sleeve and spray of blood - plus Kronii's unsurprising yelp of pain - mean she's spilled the first blood of the battle. Before the reaper can take advantage of her stunned opponent, the hand is dissipated, and Kronii disappears from view. She is not normally capable of teleportation, but desperate times call for desperate measures. With a flash she reappears, further from Calli's view but still within the battleground.

Manipulating the strands of time to heal her wound in an instant, her eyes now glow a permanent, piercing blue. "Oh, it is *ON* now..." evidently, now it is her turn to be enraged. Again, Calli declares her intent, brandishing her weapon closely. "It's time someone put you in your *place*, Clock-kun!" Scarlet fury lights her eyes as she rushes forwards to prepare a swing. Yet uncanny agility - another feature of Kronii's time-bending aura - greets her, as the Warden is unleashed. She leaps forward towards Calli, taking her by surprise and halting her in place. "I'm not scared of you!" barks Kronii in reply, "I'm too hot to die!". Evidently, she's yet to be humbled by Calli's ineffective pleading. She responds to the reaper's challenge at last, delivering a flurry of dual sword strikes. The reaper manages to hold off Kronii's forceful landing, though only just. Furious *clash* and *clang* of blade against blade fill the cave in chorus.

Now it seems both idols are intent on punishing each other for perceived arrogance, and neither will stop till their bloodlust is sated. Sparks of metal flying wildly from the duelling scratch the faces and clothes of both the girls, yet no hit has directly hit its mark - aside from Calli's earlier scythe swipe. Under tremendous pressure, Calli derives strength from the Underworld itself and spins her scythe like a whirlwind to deflect Kronii's flurries of sword blows. Kronii backs away and repositions. Knowing it is all or nothing makes her adrenaline surge, and she can see and slow time as much as her will desires. A single blink and an impenetrable barrier surround her, keeping the forces of lesser beings from harming her. She prefers her food living, though, so won't quite cut her victim to ribbons just yet. Instead, she can plan her next move from the comfort of her own "pause button" and savour the calculated strategy of stopping her foe in her tracks. Yet Calli is no such lesser being and is not as weak to Kronii's charms as mere mortals.

Kronii should be all but untouchable with time slowed like this, but in her hubris forgets quite who she's dealing with. Quite suddenly another large skeletal hand swipes at her, punching right through her temporal magical barrier and dispelling her magical shield. She is still quick enough to step aside and slice through the hand, even as its caster dashes forward again. "Wha!? How did you-AH!" She realises the time for combat talk is over as a wall of deathly cold energy blasts against her. Calli has swung down her scythe with all the fury of a reaper denied her due and hits her stunned mark easily. Kronii is disarmed and knocked off her feet before she can finish her latest quip. She barely has enough strength to keep her eyes open, having been winded and thrown to the ground. She can just about spot the Shinigami rushing towards her with the scythe at her side. Mori appears ready to strike and reap the souls from her helpless quarry. Yet her time is not up now.

Kronii uses the last trick that's up her sleeve - or, as it happens, her hair. The ornamental chain upon her head is suddenly pulled loose. Her perfect hair vents, naturally, stay intact, but the Warden's chain is suddenly flung in the direction of her opponent. With pinpoint accuracy, it loops around her leg, and with a "GUH" Calli yelps and falls to one knee. The chain clicks and locks around her, pinning her in place. Her scythe has fallen from her hands, and without it she loses a substantial part of her powers for the moment. She reaches for it, but as she struggles and grunts in frustration, it's clear the tables have turned. She looks up at the smug clock maiden that now stands in front of her, and glares with pure hatred. Kronii smirks and twirls her hair, though doesn't get *too* close just yet, having only just recovered herself. "Nice try, but time doesn't die~ any last words? You said you wanted to end this tonight, after all~" Kronii is visibly drooling now, as her serpentine energy starts to take hold. She steps fatefully close to her opponent, with all the confidence of a hunter over a beaten game animal. Calli lets out another pant of frustration as Kronii tosses the swords aside and pushes her would-be killer to the floor. Despite all the thrashing, and anger it seems the reaper's rage - and will - have at last both subsided, and she merely glares upwards at her foe. Mori gets a fanged grin in response.
Surely Kronii's prey can't resist any further, having broken like this beneath her blades.

That, at least, is what Kronii *thought*. She waltzes right up the reaper, who grits her teeth like an angry dog ready to strike. Kronii's arrogance briefly overtakes her hunger, and she removes a shoe. She playfully starts poking and jabbing at Mori with it - "Hey, if you kiss my feet, maybe we can forget all about this, ahaha~"
Kronii has no intention of letting her go, of course, but playing with her food is harmless fun...until the food bites back. Mori takes up on the offer, but - deciding to give Kronii a taste of her own medicine - opens her mouth wide. She lifts the arrogant warden's foot and shoves it in, wrenching herself free of that wretched chain in the process. Kronii falls backwards at the shock of a warm, wet tongue around her skin, and is too winded to respond properly. Likewise, she is too winded to drum up a response with her powers.

The reaper begins to rise as the Warden starts to fall, grabbing her other leg now. Kronii is unable to grab her swords, and she cannot concentrate to teleport them back like before. As her legs
sink deeper into her senpai's throat she at last begs for forgiveness. "WAIT-" she pleads, "STOP! I WON'T DO IT AGAIN, I SWEAR!" She flails in desperation, all the while struggling to break free as the reaper lowers her in. The cold embrace of death is sticky and slimy this time around, but that doesn't make it any less threatening.
Kronii is dragged against the floor, as her plans to cheat death lie in ruin. Shedding even more of her torn outfit, she now hastily plucks the gem from her ribbon. The ever-light crystal within contains stolen essence from the many fans she's absorbed over the years and would have been the reapers original target. She could have cleansed it, freed their souls and sent her kouhai on her way. But that can wait. Kronii's arrogance needs punishing, and a dice with digestion by death's apprentice is just the way to do it.
"Here! Take it! Just let me go, please!" Kronii waves around the gem, desperate to free herself - and still unable to focus on time powers to cheat her way out. But death takes no prisoners, and Calli bats away the gem from Kronii's shaking hand. It rolls off into the fog.
Mori will deal with it once this clock maiden is subdued for good. Can't work on an empty stomach, after all. The Shinigami slurps and gulps, and soon Kronii is pulled down to her hips. The Warden can hardly feel her legs to move them but continues to shout and scream for release. Even before this large meal is fully swallowed, Calli's stomach gurgles and groans in anticipation. The reaper manages to bring herself to her feet, and continues to swallow her writhing, lively prey. It's a difficult process, but she is learning on the job.

A large bulge grows from her gullet down to her stomach as the Warden's flat tummy passes into Calliope's throat. Even Kronii's big breasts will pose no issue, as the deathly embrace of HoloMyth's own reaper continues to take her. "Calli, please-MMPH" she is pre-emptively silenced by a firm hand placed over her mouth. Evidently Calli has grown tired of listening to her meal's complaints and would rather listen to it digest instead. She forces her hand against
Kronii's mouth to push her in. Kronii tries to bite back with her fangs but can't make a dent against Calli's strong attack. Soon, despite muffled shouts and insults, her head passes entirely down the reaper's gaping gullet. Just her hands stick out, as the bulge left by Kronii's entrapment gradually slides down into Calli's massive gut. Swallowing and gulping her prey's arms one by one, the Shinigami at last claims her prize. She finishes it off with a final almighty slurp, as her hefty meal folds up and fits into her cramped stomach. Immediately Kronii continues to protest and complain inside her. All that movement dislodged quite a lot of air, and Calli barely manages to supress a belch that causes her to spit out the other shoe belonging to Kronii.

"*huff* There," pants Mori, exhausted from the whole ordeal. "That should *urp* teach you to dice with death...". She leans over and pants, whilst her stomach rumbles powerfully from the great meaty victim contained within. Kronii can protest again, without a hand over her mouth, but now it's the *groans* and *gurgles*
of Calli's insides that disrupt her. Folded up and half submerged in bubbling acid, she now knows how her prey must have felt, and she doesn't like it. "Just lemme go!!! Calli! I'm sorry!!" She begs and pleads as she desperately shoves against the red walls of the reaper. Death's embrace creeps closer and closer, but she protects time itself, she can't possibly be mortal - it's been so long since she's had to worry about such things that her mind is getting hazy just from the thought. Her clothes, already torn from the battle, provide little help against the acid around her. She is deprived of her powers, yet still grits her teeth and flushes her eyes a vivid, furious blue. She commits to a last-ditch fighting effort - she bares her fangs and tries to bite her way out. But before her attacks can even land, a thud from Calli knocks her down and she's squished up even more. Ironically, time is running out for its self-proclaimed "Warden".

Calli meanwhile has proved unable to stand any longer, for carrying such a massive and unhappy prey item has its costs. She has sat down against a wall and is hoping this is all over quickly. She never enjoys explaining weight gain like this to management, even though *a certain phoenix* seems to always savour it. As the Reaper's stomach growls and gurgles she shakes it a little to check on her food, getting multiple muffled insults in response. Clearly Kronii has plenty of extra energy to use up. Calli talks back, unsure if the squished Warden can even hear her. "Kronii...do me a favour and die, would you? I can't do this all day..."
Her demands are heard, though not met, as Kronii squirms aggressively. "YOU CAN'T KILL ME!" She shouts, "I'M *PERFECT*, Y-YOU CAN'T BEAT ME!" She grunts and panics, but the walls of flesh bearing down upon her don't make it easy. Imprints of her vicious kicks and punches are visible to Calli, whose stomach churns even more aggressively than before - Kronii's struggles are using up precious air and having an unintended effect. Calli's gut is only going to digest her faster now, but she's too panicked to realise. The reluctant reaper must admit she's enjoying the thrashes and struggles of her meal -
she could get used to this.

She pulls her scythe from the floor and leans upon it, observing how her belly hangs beneath her. The digestion of her food is moving along slowly but surely, as Kronii struggles to keep herself awake. She writhes and twists but to no use. Her muffled complaints are silenced by Calli's stomach churning and gurgling around her. The reaper catches herself drooling for a second before she realises Kronii's carnivorous tendencies are leaching into her. She knows she should resist this corruption, but she can't deny it feels good. She licks her lips and tries to hold back the burp she can feel building inside of her. Faintly audible gasps and frantic struggling from Kronii are replaced with a jabbing sensation as Calli feels a clock dial inside of her. Kronii's desperate efforts to turn back time have caused a backlash, and after a bit of nausea comes the inevitable burp - with it, the dial clatters to the floor, and as Calli catches her breath, she sighs. "Are you finally going to be quiet now, Kronii?"
No response comes from her stomach at first, but when she jiggles it, it churns and gurgles loudly. Evidently although Kronii herself has shut up she is not done making the reaper work for her. Calli groans in frustration whilst her stomach growls and rumbles to digest her food. Already she begins to feel heavier, and meatier, as all the Time Warden's curves get added to her own. Spotting her reflection in the blade of her scythe, she suddenly realises just how much extra weight she's given herself. She turns a deep beetroot red in embarrassment - even without an audience, an idol being of this size is quite unusual, and it's going to make any concerts a fair bit trickier than usual. She notices the most padded areas are her breasts, butt and belly, though a little bit of Kronii has spread everywhere else too. She pouts and grabs the clock dial from the floor, as her digestive system continues to pump and absorb what remains of her coworker. "Goddamnit Kronii, you could have at least shown me how this thing works...." she goes to spin it, closing one eye in anticipation and...
...nothing happens. Evidently this shiny piece of junk has anti tampering technology, probably to stop a particular investigator from fiddling with it. It spins round and round, but nothing happens, whilst Calli's still bloated stomach gurgles and growls as if to taunt her. Frustrated, she throws the dial into the air and splits in two with the scythe. Her yelp of frustration is interrupted though, as a flash of light breaks it open. She falls on her butt and looks up to see the dial - and its owner - perfectly restored.
"Told ya you couldn't kill me~" says Kronii, with a wink, "didja miss me?" Calli's body has retained all the assets granted to her by Kronii's last incarnation, and the restored Warden of Time quickly notices. She smirks as Calli stands up; her scythe still drawn to attack her. Kronii flicks her hair and slips back into her old shoes. "Pfft, relax, I'm not gonna fight you again~" she teases. As she bends over to pick up the gem from her ribbon, a *schwink* of the scythe blocks her. "Oh no you don't!" Calli yells again as her weapon hits its mark. Kronii narrowly avoids being sliced by it, as Calli smashes the blade into the gem, reaping its ethereal harvest.

A thunderous rumble echoes through the cave as the trapped fan souls within - several years' worth - are released to the Underworld at last. The Reaper has her due, and as the smoke dissipates, she reluctantly hands back the now drained soul gem. It glows slightly less now, but still serves its intended purpose of brightening up Kronii's ribbon. The clock maiden beams smugly, whilst her senpai continues to grit her teeth at her. She's clearly embarrassed to be so chubby after all this, but at least she did her job.
"Damn, past Kronii really did a number on you huh~" Kronii gets dangerously close to the reaper and pokes her pudgy belly, which has only just finished digesting the remnants of the last timeline's Kronii. Calli recoils and pushes her back, insisting "Hey, watch it! I'll put you straight back in there if you do that again, you hear me?"
But her blushes and pouting betray she is enjoying the teasing, just a little bit...

Kronii eyes her up and down for a second, then grins ear to ear. Interrupting the silence, she calls Calli's bluff. "Then do it, go on, I won't stop you~" she twirls her hair and leaves herself wide open. Despite having already once had this shapely clock lady for a meal, Calli feels hungry enough to do it again. This new timeline's Kronii seems ready to shove herself down Calli's throat at a moment’s notice. Despite the Shinigami’s clear reluctance to indulge her, Kronii keeps pushing it. "C'mon, I dare you, I double dare you!" She shouts with glee, enjoying her senpai's skin crawl. "In fact, I triple-" her rambling is interrupted when her own bluff gets called. Instead of backing away, Calli now bears down against Kronii and holds her tightly by the wrists. Kronii feels Calli's warm breath upon her and is instantly reminded of the last timeline – all that groaning, gurgling and churning plays in her mind clear as crystal. In fact, she can spot the reaper’s anger too, like an aura of punishment focused upon her. Once more, she is paying the price for her arrogance, and now is in too deep to save herself. "W-wait, this was a joke, let me g-" her begging comes too late. This time, instead of going by the legs, she gets a full-frontal view of the reaper's maw as she is once more shoved into it. Calli uses her training to focus all her efforts on holding the kicking, thrashing Kronii in place - with some difficulty, she succeeds. Despite furiously
struggling, almost as much as her previous timeline's incarnation, the Warden of Time again becomes a prisoner to Death's apprentice. Kronii gets a brief view of the slimy and sticky insides that quickly surround her but is barely able to even wriggle as she is squeezed into Calliope's tight stomach. The Shinigami winces as she puts all her energies into gulping down her prey. Kicking the air helplessly, her ample butt sticks out of the reaper's throat before a forceful *SMACK* begins to push it inside. Kronii tries to yelp in pain but is already becoming muffled by Calli's insides. Finally, her spit-lubed body gives way and Kronii slides all the way down into Calli's gut, leaving a sizeable bulge as she does so. This time the reaper is more restrained, although she pants just as much as before as she suppresses the urge to spit out her ungrateful meal.

"*huff* There...that's *puff* what you wanted..." this timeline's "Jokeronii" has finally had her mouth shut - by being stuffed into Calli's mouth. A low, ominous "Glllrn...." and associated growling noises from the reaper's puffed out stomach indicate she's going to be a softer, less fighty meal than the last time. But occasional muffled noises from within also show she's not getting churned up instantly. The sweating and exhausted Calliope finally sits down, wanting to relax and save her energy. "Phew...You better...learn your lesson in there this time, else...*huff, puff* I'm doing this a third time! You got that?" She pokes her stomach as she clutches it with the other hand, jiggling it to get a response. Her gut shudders and groans, and without warning she expels another rude extended burp. When she finishes it, her meal's imprint has faded, and she feels the process of digestion starting to accelerate. How she's going to fix the timeline with the dial still ticking inside her stomach is anyone's guess, but she's in the Underworld after all. The reaper's far too full and heavy to go fetching spirits, and she works hard....it makes sense to rest a bit. She leans over and grabs her scythe, having just about enough energy left to conjure another portal back from whence Kronii came.
Clutching her overstuffed belly, she manages to pull herself into Kronii's room. She swiftly collapses into the clock maiden's comfortable bed, as the portal closes once more. Restoring Kronii can wait, she's on break this weekend anyway...Calli huffs and puffs as she lies down and kicks back to relax. No similar such kicks come from her belly, indicating Jokeronii's short time back is already up. As she licks her lips and begins to drift off, a sweet and happy voice from the other side of the door suddenly jolts her back awake.

"Kroniii~" it calls, "are you ready for our collab later? It sounds like you've been hanging out with your fans again, do you want me to come in and help? ~" Calli's eyes dart around in panic. That voice is none other than HoloEN's hope-bringing nephilim, IRyS, a scarlet-haired diva that loves nothing more than hanging out with her tsundere, easily teased kouhai Kronii. She's familiar with Calli too, thanks to their podcasts. But not like this - Calli can't play any portal tricks so soon, and swiftly covers herself. Not a
moment too soon, as the door unlocks (evidently Hope has special access) and so a surprised nephilim steps right in.
"Oh, h-hey *urp* IRyS, fancy seeing y-*URRRP*you here!" Nervously shifting around in her prey's bed has kicked up plenty of air, causing the Shinigami to burp repeatedly. As if the massive, rounded shape of the sheets and constant stomach groans didn't give it away, IRyS can instantly tell why Kronii's gone silent. The nephilim is undeterred, and her eyes narrow with devious intent. "HIRyS ~" her trademark greeting is followed by a giggle "I see you finally put Kronii in her place, Calli~" she waltzes over, smug and catlike - and ready to pounce on the hapless reaper. Death's apprentice tries to deny it, but the covers are ripped from her, and her bloated belly is exposed for Hope to see.

"Gosh she really filled you *up* huh~" giggles IRyS, patting her senpai's rounded stomach. She puts an ear to it as Calli tries and fails to bat her away in embarrassment. The nephilim's keen ears detect a distinct ticking, showing that despite Calli's thoughts the clock maiden is still intact within her- she's simple fallen unconscious. But a direct visit from Hope herself will surely rouse her back into action. "Hey Calli, you got room for one more? I'd love to fill you up with Hope~" she beams, offering herself to the reaper. Calli quite obviously objects, but no one keeps the nephilim from her prey - or predator, so it seems. "Not listening~" she gloats over her coworker’s objections, and swiftly parks her butt onto Calli's helpless dumbstruck face.

Sickly sweet scent from IRyS' lewd juices overwhelms Calli like a cheap air freshener. She tries to wrestle the bottom-heavy demon girl from her face, but it's no use - IRyS giggles in delight at entrapping the stuffed Shinigami, and leans onto Calli's belly to listen in. "Don't worry Kronii, I'll be bringing hope to you soon~" she smirks, as she hears a stirring and shuffling over Calli's gut rumbles. Calli opens her mouth to try and object, but in the process falls for IRyS' trap. Her voice is instantly muffled, as the nymphomaniac nephilim begins to slide down her throat ass first. IRyS is nimble and flexible enough that getting folded up to fit into her friend's throat is no concern, and she gleefully savours the feeling of entering another warm and wet gut. Being something of a switch, she's used to filling herself out too on occasion, but padding out Calli selfishly like this is an opportunity she'd hate to pass up. "Ah~ keep going Calli, let Hope descend into you~♡" she moans, relishing the clear discomfort of her writhing swallower. The nephilim gets her legs held straight up and is tipped backwards to shut her up - swiftly her whole body will slide into Calli's throat, which has now been double trained by twice-swallowing Kronii. The slim but shapely nephilim is dragged willingly into the pit of death's apprentice, being careful to avoid causing any damage with her horns as she does so. When she's finally all the way inside, Calli gasps for air - having a nephilim forced into your throat like that is difficult even for an immortal to handle. Finally, with a sigh, she tries to lay down and sleep, hoping her stomach can get to work on these two lewd lovers.
Her hope is in vain, as muffled struggles and stomach gurgles prevent her from settling down. Within, TimeRyS have reunited as IRyS gingerly rubs against the trapped Kronii to wake her up- succeeding immediately.
"Ugh! IRyS! What did you do? Get us out of here!"
"I came to bring you Hope, Kronii~" she says, groping and grabbing at her kouhai. She has little room to do anything else, as even expanded, Calli's stomach barely has room for two such shapely and thick idol ladies.
"Oh, shut up! Just...use your freaking horn and get us outta here before we die!"
Surrounded by lethal stomach acids and being pressed into soup by them anyone else would be desperate to free themselves, but not IRyS - she chooses to take the "horn" request a little *differently*, as being a nephilim she has certain abilities to modify herself.
"Oh, you want my *horn* huh~" IRyS grapples against Kronii, with remarkable skill considering their cramped surroundings, and uses the last of her fading power to extend a fleshy *rod of hope* from her crotch. It adds to rather than
replaces her normal female assets and is fully functional for its intended purpose.
"Wait, no, that’s not what I-AH" IRyS exploits the rips in poor Kronii's skirt to plunge her newly grown futa dick wildly into her. With the Warden of Time pinned underneath IRyS, there is no resistance she can give - she's only able to wince and beg for her to stop as IRyS plunges forcefully into her supple butt. One of Kronii's hands happened to be shoved against her crotch, as the other desperately tries to grab against Calli's slippery gut walls. IRyS grins and forces herself deeper with every thrust - naturally, her magical futanari dick generates enough precum that her unfortunate target is swiftly lubricated well, despite the lack of initial preparation. She's here to bring hope, not despair after all. "I love you Kronii~" she pants, as the Reaper's stomach contracts and squashes them both closer and closer, "let me fill you up with Hope♡~"
Kronii pants too, although is once again almost unconscious from the sheer force of being trapped between a cock and a soft place. She tries to assert herself for a moment. "T-that was the wrong h-hole, IRyS! N-not so rough!"
But the nympho nephilim is in too deep to pay attention - she bucks her hips and as if on command prepares to shoot a thick load into the unfortunate clock maiden's ass. Kronii can do nothing to stop her as IRyS gets her way. Moments later the first of several lots of hot, white and thick "hope" is pumped into her hole. IRyS even grips Kronii's clock dial for extra grip, as Kronii's eyes roll back from the feeling of being pounded by Hope. She doesn't have much time left, but it'll for sure be one of her best collab sessions of her career.

Meanwhile Calli can sense some of the wrestling taking place inside of her. Feeling almost nauseous, she pleads for both girls to stop. She can only hope that her digestive system is strong enough to take care of them, as her stomach shifts and churns with IRyS' thrusting. Just as she feels like her two prey items are about to get expelled, they both run out of Time - IRyS grabs the clock dial in her moment of passion, it spins forwards, and time moves on with it. Though for the lovers intertwined it feels like an eternity, it seems like mere minutes for Calli to melt them down into fat. She belches again, in what she hopes is the last of the day. Her belly, greatly padded and poking out of her clothes embarrassingly, finally appears to have settled down. At long last, she can sleep - she'll be able to retrieve and restore the body and souls of her prey when she's had some shuteye. No doubt the fans will ask about this sudden collab cancellation, but IRyS can only blame herself for that. It's not easy reaping, but it sure is filling. Hopefully management won't charge too much for new clothes.

As soon as she drops a message to Mane-chan explaining the situation – albeit without admitting exactly what happened – she’s forced to call an announcement stream at short notice. It’s rare for Hololive girls to do such things, but because of her sheer power she’s the only one that can have the authority in case of these collab accidents. Reluctantly, she drags herself out of the clock maiden’s comfy bed. With great effort, she hauls her bloated bulk into the chair. Before the stream even begins it creaks and groans under the weight of the triple filled Shinigami. Its creaking is only just audible above the groaning of her padded stomach. It’s still partly full of noisy, churning idol soup, which is slowly getting pumped down to her intestines as the digestive process reaches its conclusion. She feels just as bloated and over-fed as when she first ate her victims.

After several minutes fiddling with controls, careful to avoid peering into Kronii’s PC – whose password Calli guessed – she at last can begin the stream. Of course, any announcement stream with a white background and a Twitter post will get a lot of viewers, and so she’s now nervous as well as over-filled and frustrated. She’s forced to shed her clothing almost entirely, but even so quickly begins to stain the chair with musky dripping sweat. She pants and looks around for towels before the stream gets started, and in the process discovers a bottle of something that must have been left behind by IRyS as a pre-collab gift. “Hope’s Red” it says, and it’s obviously wine. She manages to uncork it with a golden bottle stopper, topped with an hourglass. TimeRyS’ date night plans have turned to mush, but at least they’re together for good now.

At last, she unmutes, and edges forward to the microphone. She pants as she does it, and already all sorts of assumptions get made. The eager swigging of wine is also easily heard by the audience, and collectively fans begin to wonder if Calli’s just gone full alcoholic already. “Alright, hello deadbeats, and kronies…and IRyStocrats…” she pauses for breath. Somehow all this fat is more cumbersome than its original human form, and she finds herself taking a sip of Hope’s Red before she continues the sentence. Whatever this is, it’s *very* strong, since it seems to be affecting a godly being like herself. “I have been asked to make this announcement on Kronii and IRyS’ behalf, because…oh, hang on…” She feels her stomach churn aggressively, as the last of the trapped air begins to rapidly make its way out – something else seems to come with it. She takes a swig of the wine, which has begun to go to her head and make her dizzy – far quicker than any wine of this world normally would. Her judgment is thus impaired, and she fails to notice she’s still unmuted. Thinking herself safe, she lets off what can only be described as the world’s loudest belch – “BWUUUUUUOOORP~” – which is so forceful it shakes the PC and forces her to catch her breath afterwards.
With it, she expels Kronii’s damaged and dented dial, which smashes into the PC. It manages to broadcast the webcam, pointed directly at the reaper’s exposed and growling gut. “Oh, *phew*, oh God…what was I gonna say?”

“Oh, right….” The stream’s comments have turned from solemn and worried to shocked beyond belief. Even Calli’s most ardent haters never expected her to do something as brazen as this. Though nothing is alive in her gut to move any longer, it’s still very active and the noises can be clearly heard alongside the desperate straining of the creaking chair. Still failing to notice the camera being on, and swigging another dose of seemingly endless wine, Calli resumes her scuffed announcement. “So, IRyS and Kronii *urp* have had to, uh…” she glances down to the floor as a wheel of the chair comes loose. “They took a *UUUUURP*” every time she speaks the built-up air from bubbly nephilim and warden digestion gets expelled, causing her to swear. “God DAMNIT! IRyS and Kronii are on a fucking break, alright? You’re gonna have to deal with it, and if you’ve got any problems, you can take that up right here!” she slaps her pudgy belly as it groans again, thinking the audience can’t see it. But when she glances at the screen, she realises her error – and sees a live cam window atop her announcement.
“Wait! No! NO! FU- “she cuts the feed by telekinetically launching her scythe through the PC screen, smashing Kronii’s precious PC to bits. If she wasn’t going to be fired before, she’s going to “reap” the consequences now…

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