The Sombra shaped bulge began to churn as D.Va grabbed some baggy clothes to put on. She was probably gonna expand again and the last thing she needed was to get banned for "mature content". She sat down in her computer chair. Her headseat sat in the same place she had left it when she had first gone hunting. She placed it on her head and looked down at her bloated tits and now gurgling stomach.
It was amazing how much things change over such a small amount of time.
While her computer booted back up, D.Va began to idly massage her lightly squirming stomach. Sombra was starting to feel a little soft. Her squirming suddenly stopping as she settled in as meat. The gamer blinked in suprise. She looked at her clock. Only an hour had passed. Her digestive system must have adapted after its Swedish treat. She pouted a little, showing off her squirming gut to her stream would have been nice. Vore was all the rage with entertaiment these days.
30 minutes later, D.Va was all set to stream some StarCraft. Her stomach now only had a fuzzy outline of her prey. With a final grope of prey's partially digested ass, D.Va starts her stream.
