With considerable manuvering, Widow barely fits her gurgling stomach through the broken vent and begins to slowly pull it through as silently as she could. If she ever ate two people she probably would have to hide until they were partialy processed. She made a mental note of that for later. The sniper slowly making her way back to safety.
Along the way, Symmetra began to scream and thrash hard until her predator's stomach churned hard and forced her to ball up in the acids. Widow let out a hiss of pleasure as the struggles began to slow increasingly over time. She rubbed her thighs together, eager for her own hand to pleasure herself. Widow let out a long moan as her stomach began to pop and fizzle with acids. Symmetra now being overwhelmed and now getting soft The french woman dropped into the deserted hallway...
