“How could you do that to my adorable little Hina?! You're lucky your fat ass tasted as good as it did, or I wouldn't be enjoying this in the slightest!”

A shrill voice rang out in the typical meeting spot of Amau Ako and Hanekawa Hasumi, a seedy and cheap love hotel room meant for men and women to have a romantic getaway under the cover of night. The room was technically still being used for a similar reason, but there was anything but love sparking between these two stressed out and voracious ladies. They had met by chance during last year's ‘Grand Festival of the Halo Games’ and hated each other at first sight, both harboring ill-feelings towards the other's school, but that didn't stop them from becoming strangely attracted to one another. One thing led to another, and before long, they found themselves meeting in secret weekly to vent about each other's problems and make out furiously to blow off some physical and emotional steam.

Both ladies were meaty in all the right places, so they often groped and squeezed each other to their heart's content, treating their partner as living stress balls to work out frustration from their jobs or daily lives. Ako often complained about her incompetent underlings, how little respect and adoration everyone around her had for Miss Hina, and how often the Sensei of Schale pushed her buttons and drove her absolutely wild. Hasumi complained of her often failing diet, of how large and awkward her body was, and how she felt like there was no way she could ever shed off all this excess weight. Ako loved hitting her where it hurt and paying extra attention to Hasumi’s belly rolls and love handles, but Hasumi was quick to retaliate by attacking her partner's sensitive breasts and nipples whenever she let her guard down.

Things were good for a while, they always seemed to leave these casual stress relief sexual encounters feeling as if a weight had been lifted off their shoulders, but everything changed one day when Ako showed up with a bellyful of not just another student, but one Hasumi personally knew and adored… Shizuyama Mashiro.

“R-Release her this instant! I won't allow you to digest my friend!”

Hasumi wasted no time snarling and attempting to save the struggling girl's life, but Ako just smiled at her with devilish glee, clearly enjoying the distress her actions were inflicting on her fleeting partner of the night.

“And why would I do that? You think I didn't see you spoiling her after you departed last week? Was she as good as I was in bed? I imagine not, a little washboard like her could never hope to hit your many weak spots like I can! Just let me digest this hussy out of our lives and we can get back to what we came here to do, fucking each others brains out without a care in the world~”

“You… you were spying on me? Ako, you're more of a pathetic bitch than I even imagined! She's just my fellow clubmate I work with, I've never had any indecent relations with her before in the slightest! Now let her out before she seriously gets hurt!”

Hasumi went to clutch the round belly swell hanging over the hem of Ako's skirt, hoping to shove Mashiro upwards and back out of her lips right away, but horror gripped her as her palms sank into a barely solid mass tucked away inside. It didn't feel… like the shape of a human being anymore. All the shoving and pressing against her tum caused the pressure to mount, and a rush of gas came billowing out of the bluette's mouth, meeting Hasumi in the face without a hint of hesitation. The room shaking belch was long and wet, and her breath reeked of death. The Trinity student could only squint as the Gehenna monster grabbed her by her collar so she couldn't get away, and their lips soon met for the sloppiest, most depraved smooch they'd ever shared before.

“MMMNNNnn… mmmff…”

Hasumi tried to wiggle away, she tried not to enjoy making out with a psychopath capable of murdering someone she didn't even know in cold blood over petty jealousy, but she couldn't help herself. Her hands found their way wrapping around the demon's back, and soon their uniforms found themselves in heaps scattered around the hotel bed, as the pair wordlessly made passionate love to each other with poor little Mashiro breaking down in-between them. The creamy belly paunch was the centerpiece of this session of sex, unavoidably so, as they were both driven wild by the raw dominance Ako’s body was displaying over Mashiro. Hasumi found herself kissing and caressing every part of the well-filled organ, amazed to find it becoming softer and more malleable over time as she kneaded her former friend into slop.

Her eyes really widened when she realized she couldn't see Mashiro’s crimson halo floating above the dome of her stomach anymore, which meant the girl had well and truly closed her eyes for the last time. She didn't stop worshiping and loving Ako’s body despite the sadness she felt on Mashiro’s behalf in the back of her mind, it was just that these feelings of carnal pleasure dominated her far more than grief ever could.

“Yes… yes… right theeere~”

Now here Hasumi was, wedged between this monster's thick thighs and even thicker belly, her tongue going to town on her sopping wet snatch, her own sex burning with desire as she fingered herself from below, an explosive climax building between the two depraved women. In one final toe-curling screech, both ladies came on the spot, staining the sheets with more sexual fluids than usual. A blinding red light caught Hasumi’s attention as she panted from below, watching curiously as a familiar mark appeared on Ako’s juicy right tit.

“Huff… huff… No way…”

It was Mashiro’s halo. Her death had been immortalized forever as a marking on the prefect’s right breast, on the left side of her rock hard nipple.

“Mmm, oh look, a reminder of what happens when you go around cheating behind my back… I suggest you be more faithful if you don't want this to happen again with another one of your precious little clubmates in the future~”

“F-fuck you, bitch…”

Hasumi growled from below, something Ako couldn't take seriously at all with her love juices still staining her from the chin down. Ako switched positions, and started eating her lover out too. Hasumi wore a strained expression as her legs straightened, it being evidently clear that she was extremely turned on by what had happened to the tasty little justice obsessed sniper. Maybe she'd have to eat another one later even if she did learn her lesson, her expressions right now were just too darn cute~

“Y-You won't get away with this… and you're gonna get so fat… even fatter than me…”

“If I put on some weight, so be it. You'll keep coming back to fuck me more either way~”

The worst part is that it was true. Hasumi found her mind wandering to how Mashiro was going to settle once her digestion was all said and done. Would she pack on top of her tits? Maybe give her a butt boost? She wasn't that big of a girl… maybe she'd just stay as a cute little roll of belly fat. Hasumi decided she'd like that, it would give her more soft spots to target next week when they met up to grope and fuck each other once again.

“Ahhh, I needed that! Same time next week?”

“…Same time next week.”

And so they went their separate ways. A week came and went, and the ladies met back up for another casual encounter, only for the tables to be turned once Ako sauntered through the door with her tits up a cup size from last week’s living meal.

“That halo! Hasumi, you need to let her out right now! Do you have any idea how much harder my life will be if she isn't around to follow all my orders?!”

Hasumi felt a rush like no other seeing her lover’s face twist into utter despair, just like her own had last week once Ako showed up with Mashiro tucked away in her tum. The Trinity student stroked Shiromi Iori through her tautly stretched belly skin, her fingers swirling right above the head bulge, between where the gray halo was flickering erratically. She had planned to ambush the girl when she was all alone and show up to their scheduled love hotel visit with her still alive and struggling inside, just as Mashiro had been, and it was well worth the effort. Ako’s face right now alone was worth killing as many Gehenna scum with her belly as it took, she'd devour a hundred more if needed just to see her squirm helplessly before her like this.

“No, I don't think I will. Looks like you'll have to hire a new field captain once I'm done with her, she won't be following too many orders on my waistline~”

“You cunt, th-this isn't sexy or cute! I need her for the Perfect Team to continue running smoothly! Let her out right now and I might not retaliate by eating the rest of your club!”

“You do what you need to do, Ako. Me? I'm just going to finish up with dinner here ~”

Hasumi bridged the gap between herself and the bluette, swiftly wrapping her arms around her shoulders and bear hugging her into submission. Ako tried to break away, naturally, but as soon as the stomach enveloped and encapsulated her, the degenerate woman found her mind completely blanking out. Iori’s unstable halo started flickering more and more as their bodies squished together, crunching her in-between them. It was almost enough to make both of them cum on the spot, completely hands free.

“Y-you…! You cow! You're ruining my life with your stupid, sexy girl-churning body!!”

Ako was no fool, she knew she had no room to complain after gurgling Hasumi's clubmate down into a collection of breast meat padding her bouncy chest, but still, she didn't feel this was a very even tradeoff! Mashiro didn't do squat for her, digesting her out of her life did little to impede it! Iori, on the other hand, was a first class field captain who was irreplaceable for their squad! Sure, she complained a lot about how difficult her job was, but she always brought satisfactory results, no matter how stacked the odds were against her! She was going to have to train up one of those faceless little mob students to replace her, and who knows if she'd even do half as good of a job as Iori, even with full time investment!

“Nnnn!! Why is this so damn hot?!”

Ako grimaced as her hands compressed the violently churning organ, feeling almost no resistance from the tanned white-haired girl that was trapped inside… or what little remained of her. Her halo was nowhere to be seen, so she'd probably already lost consciousness or worse… it wouldn't be long before Iori was reduced to nothing more than a tattoo printed upon the body of this detestable woman! Knowing Hasumi, she was going to go straight to her fat cow udders, or perhaps a roll of belly fat? Damn it all to hell, why was she drooling over the prospect of that?! Ako shoved her onto the bed violently, ripping her clothes off so she could see Iori’s tattooification firsthand, eliciting a chuckle from the dark-haired Trinity student watching from above.

“Someone's eager~ Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere… and neither is she.”

“Shut up, you cow! Grrr, who knew your terrible cravings would come back to bite me in the butt like this! I can't believe it… Mmm…~”

Ako’s anger mellowed as her lips met with Hasumi’s poochy belly button. She had grown addicted to making out with her stomach, but it took on a different context when it was full of the sloshy, sloppy remains of her valuable underling. Hasumi’s middle felt like a soft, heavy ball of fat, no matter how deep she felt, the contents inside slipped between her fingers effortlessly. She felt what must be bones swimming around the goop, but she couldn't be sure… there certainly wasn't anything even close to resembling a human floating around in there anymore. Just as she was about to growl something petty, a gray light shined around the right of her lover's underbelly… an unmistakable symbol appearing and settling just as fast as Mashiro's had.

“Damn it Ioriiiii… You need to keep working for me! I wasn't finished with you yeeeeet!”

Ako scowled as her tongue traced up the glowing symbol, her slimy appendage swirling seductively against the underbelly of her hated lover. Hasumi felt a smug sense of superiority over her Gehenna rival, so she decided to reach forward and run her fingers through her beautiful sky blue hair as she continued to worship and make love to her belly fat.

“That's a good look for you, Ako~ Keep licking… right there…”

Hasumi's toes curled as she pulled Ako’s head closer, smothering her face with her loudly grumbling tum. The Gehenna student could muster no resistance, instead allowing herself to be directed like a bottom in a BDSM pairing. She felt her submission mounting as she continued licking and nibbling her lover all over, any thoughts of Iori melting away just as her body had moments prior. The two transitioned into their usual love making session, only this time with Hasumi completely taking the lead, a stark contrast to Ako dominating her last week. It would seem whoever was the pred now called the shots in their unwritten and unspoken rulebook.

“Mmnfff… S-same time next week…?”

“…Same time next week~”

And so they once again parted, the death toll raised to two now, one being a Trinity student, and the other a Gehenna. With the basis of these two back-to-back encounters, a new pattern formed, one which followed no real rhyme or reason, yet at the same time was always predictable. Ako returned the next week, her stomach filled with the struggling meat of Nakamasa Ichika, while Hasumi retaliated by claiming Hinomiya Chinatsu the week after. Ako wasn't one to be outdone, so she nabbed Hasumi’s action chairwoman, the de facto leader of the Justice Task Force and horribly frightening woman, Kenzaki Tsurugi, after some effort to detain her.

She wasn't one to go down without a fight, and the wild woman kept struggling inside Ako deep into their love making session, still fighting even well after they were done having sex. Ako grew quite nauseous, almost fearing actually throwing her up and facing the consequences of her actions, but Hasumi shockingly supported digesting her, pacifying her struggles with firm hands holding and petting her thrashing stomach swell like a doting mother nursing her sick child. Perhaps it was motherly instincts, an obligation as her lover, or both, but Hasumi stayed cuddled up in bed with her, until Tsurugi finally gurgled her last, and joined the others on her right breast, forming a beautiful goopy red tattoo below the other two.

It was curious all three tattoos had settled on the same breast, whereas Hasumi’s had spread more evenly around her body, but Ako simply chalked it up her breasts being too greedy to let any souls that enter her body settle anywhere but right where they belong.

“…You didn't have to do that. I know she was your close friend, and you'll miss her dearly…”

Ako uncharacteristically spoke up as she lay nestled up in her lover's arms, looking the other way with a faint hint of a blush on her cheeks. Hasumi smiled, stroking her chin as she forced her to look her way, their eyes locking and forcing both of them to face each other.

“It's quite alright. You can make it up to me next week…”

“*Gasp*! Y-you don't mean…”

Ako bit her lip. With both of their club’s top brass dwindling down to nothing more than the two of them remaining, there was only one person of importance left to claim on the Prefect Team’s side. Ako couldn't accept this… no matter how hot it was they kept eating each other's clubmates and friends, there was one person she couldn't stand to see disappear down her lover's gullet, never to be seen again as anything more than a mark decorating Hasumi's flabby body…

“I'm going to do it… it's only fair. You ate my leader, my best friend… Now it's time you feel what it's like to lose everything. We can forget about both clubs and start over fresh together… Just you and me…”

Hasumi hugged her deeply, being far sweeter and sentimental than she ever had before. Perhaps the reality of their situation was finally starting to set in. They had devoured each other's clubs entirely. There was no coming back from all the higher ups being gurgled into tit, ass, and belly fat. The Pandemonium Society was sure to take over as the student council of Gehenna, and a new Justice Task Force would have to be reinstated once Hasumi was tried for her crime of allowing all of this to happen. They would most likely both become wanted criminals, the proof of their crimes were sure enough painted on their bodies for the rest of the world to see.

Ako had been getting weird stares from everyone back at Gehenna for weeks now, her flimsy excuse of halo shaped tattoos being all the rage doing little to convince her contemporaries. It was only a matter of time before the jig was up, but there was still one last person Hasumi intended to claim…

“No! I don't care what happens to us, you leave Hina out of this, you hear me?! I won't forgive you if you think of harming a hair on her perfect head!!”

Ako bolted out of bed, hyperventilating at the thought of her beloved Hina being reduced to this cow’s meat like any other common, unimportant student. Her devotion to Hina ran deep, far deeper than her love for the thick mama bird she had been making love to for the last half a year. Hasumi could tell she wasn't playing around, this wasn't her trying to use reverse psychology to trick her into eating the head prefect so they could have one last incredible romp together, she wanted her safe no matter what happened to them. But that wasn't fair… Ako had three tattoos on her breasts, and Hasumi only had two. This imbalance in their relationship… it couldn't stand.

She wouldn't let it.

“Ako… same time next week?”

Hasumi didn't push the subject. They would simply part as they always had, promising to meet again next week for a night of unrestrained pleasure. Ako hesitated, a cold sweat of unease sliding down her naked brow.

“Promise me, Hasumi! Promise me you won't eat her!”

“……………”

The raven-haired woman did not break her gaze upon her lover's beautiful blue eyes. She simply said nothing as she stared back at her, refusing to confirm or deny her intentions.

“Hasumi, answer me! I need to know!”

Wordlessly, Hasumi began to dress herself, her uniform much more snug now with the girth of the two churned ladies she carried around with her whenever she goes stretching it out. She walked towards the door without responding, only for a still nude Ako to block her from leaving. The three crimson halos belonging to Trinity students shone so beautifully on her right breast, and Hasumi couldn't resist giving them a gentle squeeze, activating the bluette’s tender weak points that were her ever sensitive nipples.

“Ahnn… H-Hasumiii… please…”

Ako let her guard down completely, surrendering herself to the strong arms of her winged lover. She buried herself in her chest, her delicious form just ripe for the taking. The thought had certainly crossed Hasumi's mind before… she could just consume this pitiful woman and be done with it all, and no more of her friends would have to die a pathetic, embarrassing death inside her, but she couldn't do it. Even now, with all the chance in the world, she could not eat this beautiful, devious creature. Ako probably would've preferred being eaten here if it meant Hina went free, but Hasumi knew what she had to do. She had to make things right between them… she had to devour the famous, formidable Head Prefect, and snuff her life out with her iron gut.

“Ako. Same time next week…?”

Hasumi asked one last time. The bluette sniffled in her welcoming chest, halfway surprised she wasn't sliding down her throat on the way to become a part of them. That was clearly her intent by showing such weakness and vulnerability… and yet still she asked if they would meet again next week. There was a long silence before she finally responded…

“Yeah… same time next week.”

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“Okay ma'am, the last of the documents that needed signing are complete, we have Chinatsu's replacement being trained by Iori’s replacement… I believe we're done for the weekend! Huzzah for another job well done!”

Ako acted giddy as a proper schoolgirl in front of Sorasaki Hina’s desk, a wide smile painted on her face as she jiggled all about before her. Her executive officer had really put on some weight in the recent weeks, was she perhaps stress eating over the sudden disappearance of Iori and Chinatsu? Hina supposed that was possible, but there was something else weird going on with those exposed halo tattoos in the slits of her uniform top that seemed to glimmer in the dark every now and then… but perhaps she was thinking too hard about this herself. Things had been very stressful with two high ranking officers suddenly vanishing off the face of Kivotos, but everything seemed to be calming down now. It was the weekend, and Hina couldn't wait to finally relax a bit.

“Yes, good job yourself, Ako. I couldn't have done all of this without your support.”

Hina smiled uncharacteristically warmly towards the bluette, making her swoon on the spot. Direct praise from Head Prefect Hina?! Had she died and gone to heaven?! This was like a dream come true! But it was best not to let a few kind words go to her head, Hina would be sure to send be crashing back down to earth if she pinned for more than what she had already been so lucky to receive.

“Ahaha, th-thank you ma'am! Do you have any plans this weekend? Maybe a hot date with the Sensei of Schale, eh? Ehhh?”

Teehee, as if~ She thought to herself idly, already knowing his weekly schedule in full ahead of time. Hina scrunched her face, wishing that was the case, but unfortunately he probably didn't have time to waste indulging his free time in someone boring like her.

“I'm afraid not… What about you, Ako? Do you have any plans? Perhaps we could go out together…”

Ako’s body went cold as ice as those unheard of collection of words slipped out of Hina’s perfect lips. She was asking her… if she had plans…? She was asking her… if she wanted to go out together…? Ako was like a deer in headlights, her eyes wide and body still as she desperately tried to form a coherent thought in her suddenly scattered mind.

“M-me, ma'am? You want to go out with me…?”

“Yes? Unless you're busy, of course. I'd understand if you have no time for a frumpy stick in the mud like me.”

NomissHinayou’renostickinthemudyou’rethemostbeauitfulperfectladyI’veeverseenyoudon’tknowhowlobgI’vewaitedforyoutosaythosewordstomeohmygoshohmygoshohmygooooooosh!!!

Ako’s brain melted on the spot from hearing an invitation to go out with the woman she'd always loved, admired, and served for as long as she could remember. Hina, inviting her to go out together outside of their duties as members of the Gehenna Student Council? It was unheard of! Nevermind the fact that they were often too busy with their work to even consider it, Hina had never shown any interest in Ako as anything more than her second-in-command, was she finally coming around on her?! Could she maybe even be… falling for her?! Kyaaaaa, she had to pinch herself secretly to make sure she wasn't dreaming, and sure enough, the pain coursing through her fat butt was more than real enough to confirm that this was reality!

But… despite that… despite how incredible an invitation out of the blue from her beloved Hina was… She still had prior obligations to attend to.

Hasumi… She was waiting for her.

“I'm sorry ma'am, can we take a rain check? It's not that I don't want to go out with you, I just… have something important I need to settle first. Would you perhaps like to go out later tonight? There's this amazing fancy restaurant I'd love to take you to, I hear they have Italian food that's to die for!”

The smile on Ako’s face was somewhat sad looking, but Hina had no right to pry. Whatever it was she had planned beforehand seemed important, so it was best to let her go out there and do whatever needed to be done before meeting back up for dinner.

“Sure, that sounds great. Give me a call whenever you're free. Until then, farewell.”

Hina quickly gathered her things and started to head outside. A terrible feeling suddenly coursed through Ako’s chest. It almost felt like a premonition… She raised her hand to call out to the small woman, to tell her to be very careful on her way home, but her voice choked up all the way until she was gone out the door. Ako suddenly felt very silly… As if a fatass like Hasumi could even touch her perfect Miss Hina! She would certainly fill her tubby butt full of lead and toss her into a jail cell for questioning… Yeah, that's how she'd know Hina was safe, when Hasumi didn't show up at the hotel later that evening. Of course that was what was going to happen! There was no way that lard filled bird brain bitch could gobble her perfect little Hina down like any other student… no way in hell!

And yet…

And yet…

And yet!

And yet here she was!

And yet here she was, sitting nude in the hotel room!

And yet here she was, with a new tattoo plastered on the side of her fat, hanging left tit!

And yet here it was, Hina’s defeat and digestion plain as day, inked on the side of that cow’s fatty breast!

And yet here she was, waiting for her to arrive!

And yet, despite everything, Ako had allowed her friend to be lost forever in this awful, terrible, drop dead gorgeous woman!

And yet, no matter how turned on she was, all she could see was red!

Hasumi was devoured on the spot. Ako couldn't even recall the process if she tried. She had gone berserk the moment she saw Hina’s halo glistening on the side of her slightly bustier cleavage. Her teeth sank into her flesh, she swallowed mindlessly, and before she knew it, her estranged lover was completely contained in her widely stretched middle. Not only was Hasumi's fat body massive, but her wings took up a tremendous amount of gut space as well. Ako had flown off the handle in such a rage, she didn't even disrobe beforehand, leading to her skirt to bust open and belly flop forward freely. Her hands caressed the distended middle, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction and finality coursing through her, as if their relationship had been building up to this very moment.

“Stupid cow! Did you think I'd let you get away with stealing Hina and the others from me?”

What was she even saying? Of course she had! The only reason Hina was a collection of slop in the Trinity student’s well-packed bowels was because she blew her off to come elope with Hasumi instead, and look at what that had gotten her! Hina(and the others she didn't care about nearly as much) were dead, and it was all her fault! So why did she feel so good right now? Why did she feel so powerful and in control? Just because she had snapped and eaten her? Ako didn't understand, and she didn't want to. She just wanted to digest this dumb fat bitch down into nothing but meat!

*BHOOUURHPF!*

A hot burst of acrid stomach air left her lips, and Ako felt even more smug in her victory than she had a moment ago. It was as if all the pieces had fallen into place, and she had come out on top… even ahead of her perfect little Miss Hina.

“Mmm… I guess we're even now that there's no one else left to steal~”

*SGLOOURP!!*

The sounds of digestion roared around Hasumi. She was cramped, forced tightly into an uncomfortable fetal position, with barely enough room to move a hand around in front of her. She desperately clawed at the top of the stomach walls, hoping to mess her up enough to hurl her up, but that seemed unlikely… especially if someone like Tsurugi couldn't survive down here either.

“You…! Urrgh… it's so tight…”

Hasumi couldn't believe the pressure clamping down from all sides around her. Was this what she had put those poor girls through before melting them down to a slurry? She was getting what she deserved for crossing a boundary that didn't need to be crossed, she supposed… but still, she didn't want to die at the hands of Ako’s digestive system like all those other girls had.

“Am I really going to be reduced to tit fat with Tsurugi and the others on her accused chest…?”

*CHOOUURG!!*

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Happy belated Valentine's Day! This isn't really a Valentine's story, but it is very focused on love, so I thought it would be apt to finish up this fic I've been working on for a while of a commission I recently got from  thelazywizard! Ako and Hasumi are some of my favorites from Blue Archive, and after seeing how they interacted in the sports festival event, an idea started brewing in my mind, and this is the result! This is a very depraved fic full of both vitriol and love, and I hope the horny energy show coursing through my mind shows through in the story!

Colors by  theweirdone445 as usual.

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