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Hungee Sayori
Sayori Is Hungry
“Remember, this will be on your test for next week.”
The teacher droned on and on from his podium using his pointing stick to direct the class towards the words scrawled on the chalkboard. They were circled in white chalk denoting the grave importance the teacher was spewing. Natsuki rolled her eyes in boredom and yawned. She’d rather be anywhere else than there. But, of course, her livelihood was at stake for if she failed her test, her father would revoke her from indulging in her favorite hobbies: reading manga and baking cupcakes. She tapped her pencil against her cheek, becoming progressively more and more disinterested in the material the teacher was putting down and combatting the urge to sleep.
Poke, poke, poke.
“Hm?”
Natsuki turned around in her seat to see her best friend Sayori staring back at her with her sorrowful, ocean blue eyes. Now that she had her attention, Sayori leaned forward from her desk and met the pink-haired girl at ear level. While she spoke in a hushed tone, there was a hint of desperation within it. “Hey... did you... bring any sweets with you?”
“Eh? Sweets?” Natsuki raised an eyebrow. She took a better look at her coral pink-haired friend taking mental notes at how bizarre she was acting. Sayori’s eyes darted back and forth with one of her arms wrapped around her midsection. “No, I didn’t bring any. The teacher would kill me if I brought cupcakes into class.”
Sayori whimpered and clutched her stomach. “Oh....okay.” She pinched her fingers together. “Maybe just a teeny tiny piece of chocolate?”
Natsuki shook her head. “Lunchtime is in a few minutes. Can’t you hold out a little longer?”
The blue-eyed girl shook her head fervently. Sayori winced in pain, gnashing her teeth together as she wrapped her arms around her gut. Loud growls rumbled from her empty stomach sounding like a vehicle attempting to shift into gear but only managing a rattling tremor. The pangs of hunger sent a ripple on her stomach walls wherein they twisted and growled, writhing together to create an excruciating pain for the 18-year-old. Tears began to form in the corner of her eyes. She could feel her stomach tying itself into knots and consuming itself to cure itself of its emptiness.
“I...I can’t wait this long, Natsuki! I’m so hungry!!”
Natsuki sighs. Sayori was cute and sweet, but sometimes she could really be a little piggy who gluts herself on sweets whether it’s cookies or cupcakes. Yet, she somehow never gained weight from it. “Look, Sayori, I’d love to help you, but the only thing I can suggest is to wait it out...”
“B-But...”
The two girls were violently shaken from their conversation when the teacher slammed his pointing stick against the chalkboard. Natsuki shrugged and turned her attention back to the lesson at hand. “Sorry, Sayori...”
The depressed girl was alone once more. Sayori’s growling stomach sounded like a ravenous wolf stalking a deer through the thickets of the woods. Every passing second, Sayori doubled down in agony. She squeezed her arms into her midsection so deep, her ribs were straining from the pressure. She had to do something about her dilemma. Waves of dizziness crashed down on her, submerging her deeper in the pangs of hunger. Any attempt at concentrating on what the teacher was saying was for naught. After what seemed like an eternity, Sayori couldn’t take it any longer. She did consider pestering Natsuki again, but that worked so well the first time. In her starving mind, Sayori looked around the classroom. There had to be something she could eat. Candy, chocolate... her own fruit-scented pens?
It did not matter. Anything was desirable. Why even her friend Monika looked delicious. Wait... delicious?
Sayori’s famished eyes stared across the room to the president of the Literature Club who idly sat in her chair writing down notes. Sayori shook her head shocked that she would even resort to that. Monika was her friend after all. It would be a completely horrific thing to do. But... the more Sayori thought about it, the more she subconsciously allowed her mind to make the decision for her.
Monika was a beautiful young woman with her slim, athletic figure and her tall stature. Sayori envisioned suckling on the club president’s large breasts and chewing them like huge marshmallows. Or those plump, luscious legs of hers that are tucked away behind those black thigh-highs. To have those tasty, juicy thighs of hers sliding down throat, or taking a chomp out of that ass of hers... Sayori’s mouth watered and dripped down on her desk’s surface. Wiping her mouth with the back of her sleeve, Sayori’s stomach growled in approval.
“M-Maybe just a little taste will tide me over?”
Sayori stared at the teacher again who resumed his dry lecture on the material that would be covered on the upcoming test. With Natsuki herself also ignoring her, Sayori set her plan into motion. She slipped out of her seat as quietly as she could and tiptoed across the room whilst making sure that Monika was none the wiser. A part of her did feel bad for what she was about to do, but the hungrier side easily won over all rhyme and reason.
Monika stared intently at the chalkboard and resumed taking notes. However, the test was not the only thing on her mind: she was already devising plans she had in store for the Literature Club, becoming stumped on some since they would be repetitive or boring for her club members. “Hm... maybe we could write poems based on some books I assign... yes...”
The brunette girl with the ponytail did not notice her vice club president standing before her, nor that Sayori had dark intentions for her, but it was not as if she could react. Drool trickled down from Sayori’s mouth and dropped on Monika’s notebook paper. Startled, Monika’s head shot up to see Sayori’s maw opened to an unnatural length. Sayori’s taste buds were on full display on her slimy, bumpy tongue. Drool dangled down from the ceiling of her mouth and collected at the base of her tongue. The ponytailed girl could see her reflection in Sayori’s pearly white teeth. Monika fidgeted in her desk uncertain of what she could think of at that moment.
“S-Sayori? What the he -!”
Sayori’s jaws snapped shut over Monika’s head surprising the taller girl with how strong her jaw muscles were. Monika was tossed into the void, the only thing giving her a semblance of where she was being the moist, humid atmosphere of Sayori’s mouth. Monika’s legs kicked and bucked as she tried to get away from her insane friend. The coral pink0haired girl moaned in delight. Monika’s hair tasted so good, like peaches undoubtedly from her applying hair shampoo during a shower. It was almost as if Monika was born to be a tasty meal and preemptively prepped herself.
Every surge of flavor made Sayori’s mouth ooze saliva with some of the fluid seeping into Monika’s mouth when she let out a scream. The smaller girl swallowed three times sending Monika’s head further down her esophagus. The brunette’s head pressed into the lining creating a crude replica that immediately disappeared sliding deeper towards her core.
“Mmm... Monika, you taste just like a cookie!” Sayori thought to herself.
The cinnamon bun eyed the clock and then the teacher who appeared to not be finishing up his lecture. Regardless, Sayori had to hurry up with disposing of her club member. With her lips firmly wrapped around her neck, Sayori gripped her shoulders and pushed down on them until they popped into her wedged jaws like an overripe grape. Monika’s struggle to live resurfaced with her jumping in her seat and flailing her legs around harder in hopes of prying herself out of Sayori’s grip.
Drool seeped through Monika’s clothes making her suffer harder from how much the hot, sticky substance clung to her body. Next, Sayori grabbed Monika’s chest, groping and pressing them while adjusting her jaws to make the descent easier. Unconcerned with how Monika felt, Sayori squeezed her bust together visualizing them as two marshmallows sandwiched between Graham crackers. Copious amounts of drool soaked into her bra and seeped into her cleavage. Sayori grimaced. If she had planned this from the get-go, she would have stripped Monika since the clothes deluded her flavor.
Her belly jutted out from her midsection once Monika started sliding into Sayori’s digestive organ. In three gulps, she packed away Monika’s belly which ironically would soon become a part of hers. The cinnamon bun lifted Monika’s ass in the air and irredeemably slipped her tongue under Monika’s blue skirt and smacked its bumpy surface on her cheeks. Monika yelped but there was no salvation for her.
Sayori nibbled and chewed on Monika’s juicy ass cheeks as if it were a day-long sucker until she crammed it into her mouth. Sayori moaned and sucked to extract the remnants of flavor she had left. The coral pink-haired girl leaned on her growing gut for support and drew in Monika’s legs. Both of Monika’s thighs were wide and plump, and, unsurprisingly, they were rich in taste. In four powerful gulps, Sayori completely ingested her club president and slammed her jaws shut sealing Monika inside.
Sayori licked her chops clean and rubbed her mammoth, squirming tummy in bliss. “You tasted so great, Monika!”
Monika’s legs slipped through the sphincter as they reunited with their owner. The club president tried to move around in her tight environment, but there was little room. Her thick, shapely figure pressed into the linings of Sayori’s stomach walls making her features visible on the outside. “Sayori, this is insane! Let me out!!”
Satisfied, Sayori returned to her seat realizing her error when she tried to sit down. Wrestling a bit with her desk, Sayori finally slumped down with Monika pinched between the desk and her stomach with the upper portion spilling on the flat surface. While Natsuki was (still) trying to pay attention, she heard the muffled screams and groaning of Sayori’s stomach.
“What in the...”
The pink-haired girl looked behind her back again seeing Sayori leaned back in her chair with her jiggling paunch staring directly in her face. “What... what did you do, Sayori?”
Monika’s face pushed out the elasticity of Sayori’s skin as far as it could. “Natsuki, is that you!? Someone help!!”
The teacher, pausing from his lecture, stared at Natsuki and Sayori in annoyance. “Ms. Monika! What is the meaning of interrupting my class?”
“Uh... I think Sayori ate Monika,” Natsuki explained.
The teacher stared at Sayori and then at her belly. Then back to her. He then noticed Monika was absent from her desk. He shrugged. “At least eat quieter next time, Sayori.”
Monika, shocked by the nonchalance of her teacher, tried to protest but was quickly hushed up. Natsuki’s stare lingered for a few seconds until she turned away.
“Eh, heh, heh... sorry, Monika, can’t seem to be able to let you out...”
Sayori rubbed the back of her head with her hand whilst massaging her belly with the other. Monika was completely covered in the chewed-up gunk of food Sayori ate at the cafeteria. The cavernous walls around Monika wobbled as she tried to shift around for leverage. “Sigh... it’s fine, Sayori. I’ll try to think of something.”
Due to Monika’s... current predicament... Yuri and Natsuki were permitted to head home leaving the cinnamon bun to sort out the mess she had made herself. One idea Sayori had in mind was drinking tons of soda and having the bubbles propel Monika up, but the only thing that would have succeeded at doing is drowning her. Sayori pressed her hand on the side of a locker, propping her foot on another as her belly swayed back and forth with its current occupant swirling around in the digesting food. “If... it means anything, you tasted amazing.”
“That doesn’t help, Sayori. At all.”
“Heh, heh... I thought it wouldn’t.”
School was over for the day with the students and teachers starting to trickle out of the building. Sayori sighed to herself now regretting what she had done for the sake of satiating her hunger. Giving her bloated frame another pat, Sayori slowly proceeded towards the door. “Don’t worry, Monika, I’ll think of something. Just -!”
BAM!
Sayori was sent sprawling on her back. Groaning, Sayori flicked her arms and legs in the air like an overturned turtle. “Monika, you were delicious, but why are you so -”
“Don’t say it,” Monika threatened.
“So...”
“Don’t you do it, Sayori, or I swear I will make this hell for you...!”
The coral haired girl resumed flopping around like a fish gasping on dry land with her Monika-filled belly weighing her down and rendering her immobile. It certainly did not help that Monika was still kicking in her limited, claustrophobic flesh trap, but it resulted in small, irregular thumps eliciting moans from her captor. “Ah...Ah!! Please don’t move around so much...!”
A hand reached out alerting Sayori. Squinting, the cinnamon bun became embarrassed realizing that she had bumped into her childhood friend. “Oh! Sorry, MC! Didn’t see you there!!” He helped her get back on her feet perplexed at what had just happened.
The golden eyes of her childhood friend flustered and enchanted her at the same time. Her cheeks grew red from the persistent stare. It was like he was looking right through her with nothing hidden from his glare. Her very soul felt violated and rendered bare for the eye to see. Sayori twiddled her thumbs chuckling with no attempt to mask her guilt. “Y-you see... I was really hungry during class and didn’t want to wait so... I maybe... sorta .... kind of ate Monika? Heh heh...”
Sayori was fully expecting to be ridiculed by her childhood friend and the love of her life. What she did was unforgivable and selfish. No matter how famished she was, it was no excuse for betraying Monika in that fashion. She had already resigned herself to feeling like absolute garbage with the dark grey rainclouds swirling in her mind and corrupting her thoughts. However, instead of being handed down the cruel words of rebuttal, she sensed sensual gropes. The pleasure crept up her spine sending a chill throughout her body.
“M-MC?”
MC wrapped his arms around the front of Sayori’s abdomen and pressed his face into it much to Sayori’s surprise and Monika’s displeasure. Another moan slithered out from the cinnamon bun’s lips; long beads of saliva shined like rubies from her parted lips. Her breathing became labored. “Y...you like me this way?”
Her heart skipped a beat as she let out a startled gasp. MC rubbed his cheeks on the edges of her belly and was now licking up and down her orb of flesh. Just beneath his fingertips, Monika continued to thrash around and squelch into the walls with a wet splat. Digestive enzymes oozed from the walls of Sayori’s rippling walls determined to digest the tall girl. “Sayori! You’re digesting me!!”
It would appear Sayori’s building arousal was kicking the digestive process into gear. Steam bellowed from Sayori’s ears at how intimate MC’s touches were. The buttery texture of her distended gut filled MC with lustful thoughts as he lightly nibbled on her taut skin furthering Sayori’s arousal. She twiddled her thumbs again, her uncertainty gnawing away in her mind. “I-I...maybe we could take this... elsewhere?”
Clap. Clap. Clap.
MC rammed his cock deep into Sayori’s tight pussy acquiring some of her pleasurable squeals. He stood over his childhood friend with her hands propped up against the teacher’s desk her ass cheeks twerking in the air. Sayori’s eyes rolled to the back of her head and her mouth hung agape, tongue dangling, with drool splattering the desk’s surface. Both her and MC had beads of sweat all over their naked bodies with their bangs glued to their foreheads. A musky aroma permeated the room with the two friends’ moans of arousal echoing through the empty halls.
“Ah!! Ahhh.... ohhhh.... fuck me harder, MC!”
Sayori wiggled her hips up and down and arched her eyebrow in a devilishly mischievous manner. MC complied beating his meat harder into her sweet spot his pelvis bouncing off Sayori’s ass cheeks creating a loud clapping sound. The cinnamon bun could feel her hymen tearing from her lover’s repeated thrusts. She bit her lower lip in a mixture of pain and ecstasy with small tears rolling down her cheeks.
Inside of her, Monika was in a state of absolute suffering. All the thuds and thumping rocked her around nearly knocking her unconscious and making her queasy. The acid slithered up her body eating holes into the fabric of the clothing and exposing her tender skin to her surroundings. The surface of the pool fizzled in a rapid succession of bubbles at first being minor irritations that casually stoked the flames building inside the brunette until she felt her entire body blazed. “Ah!! Oh, god, Sayori!! It hurts!!”
MC withdrew his cock and inserted it between Sayori’s cheeks thrusting with more conviction. The smaller girl gripped the front of the desk when her knees started to buckle. Her cheeks engulfed his throbbing member as she humped his shaft. “Ah, why must you tease me, MC?”
The golden-eyed boy grabbed her ass cheeks and bobbed his cock the musky scent and the tightness bringing him to his breaking point. His fingers sank into the fatness of Sayori’s fat rear his thrusting becoming rougher and more passionate. The desire to unleash his load was closer than ever before. Sayori was also reaching her apex as well, feminine juices pooling from her loins and sprinkling down her legs. The way his head pushed against the outer skin of her ass sent her over cloud nine.
Monika was boiling alive in Sayori’s bubbling, churning gut her struggling dialing back considerably. The club president tried screaming at the top of her lungs, but help would not be arriving. She could taste the bile on the tip of her tongue. Her lungs bubbled the longer she slowly simmered. Monika’s skin melted off her bones, becoming more food for the hungry girl to gorge herself on. Even crying hurt her with the fluids in her eyes becoming converted to acid which stung her eyes.
MC massaged and groped Sayori’s softening gut forgetting that Monika was barely clinging to life inside. Her belly sloshed and churned from MC flipping her on her back and glomping her bulbous frame. “M-MC!”
The combined lust of the two young adults compelled the two into a stifling embrace. Monika shrieked from the sudden touch due to her exposed flesh becoming susceptible to feeling agony. MC locked lips with Sayori latching onto his. The kissing transitioned becoming more intense with Sayori’s tongue twirling and dancing around MC’s. All while Monika was slowly crushed into mush. After what seemed like hours, the two childhood friends broke the kiss with a long string of spit forming from their parted lips. They gazed lovingly at each other panting and moaning, their breathing becoming labored.
Without much warning, MC thrusted his cock between Sayori’s breasts making her purr from how daring he was being. “Mmm, I love you so much, MC.”
Sayori rubbed her breasts on his erect stiffie giggling as she could sense her friend’s desperation to release, but she did not allow it. Not yet. Leaning forward, Sayori unfurled her tongue and teasingly licked the MC’s tip. His spine shivered with chills not anticipating that his friend would go that far. Sayori flocked the tip of her tongue on his slit licking it vertically and diagonally whilst applying more pressure on his shaft. A low, faint “fuck” rolled off the tongue of the MC as his body tensed up. Despite never doing something like that before, Sayori was already a natural by lathering his top with her warm, sticky spit and making him edge.
“Give me every last drop, MC.”
MC humped and gritted his teeth together in his attempt to muster up a huge load. His eyes glazed over once he let himself succumb to his primal urges humping and rubbing in between his lover’s boobs until a guttural grunt poured out from the deepest pits of his body. Ropes of hot, creamy cum exploded from his tip and coated Sayori’s face. She leaned back not expecting how much seed he had stored in him.
“Mmm, that was pretty good, MC,” Sayori cooed. She rubbed her belly checking to see if Monika was still kicking. “Oh... I think you accidentally crushed her into nothingness, MC...”
Indeed, in his ambition to completely drain his snake, he accidentally hugged her too tightly. A wet pop rang out indicating that Monika’s softening upper body was snapped in half. Whether she was already dead before that happened or was given a mercy kill is uncertain. But the one relevant fact was that Monika was no more. Nothing more than a mass of digesting flesh and bone that would be further processed by Sayori’s body.
Sayori’s belly grumbled in response to a sudden pressure crawling up her throat. Stroking her bloated belly, Sayori’s eyes widened as she let rip a colossal belch which sent Monika’s white hairbow shooting out and splattering in a puddle of digestive juices and spit. There were several holes in the fabric of the once glamorous hair decoration. MC looked at Sayori in amazement.
“Heh... whoops.”
“Ah... oh, dear... Monika, you feel amazing.”
Sayori crouched over the top of a trash can and spread her ass cheeks as far back she could get them so that none of the excrement would touch her. MC stood by stroking his cock completely thrilled to watch his lover expel her former friend from her intestines. “Heh... heh... MC, I didn’t know you’d be that naughty.”
The first Monika-converted log slowly descended from her rectum, being larger than her arm and speckled with bone fragments. With two pushes, the first turd was expelled and plopped into the trash can. Sayori bit her lip again in ecstasy. Her ass was sore, and she felt her body splitting in half, but she’d be damned if she didn’t feel alive. Her rectum crackled and popped when the second turd reared its ugly head. Sayori’s tongue rolled out of her mouth as she felt her girlhood tremble and drip precum. “Oh... fuck....”
She stretched her cheeks further and stood on her tippy toes. Moaning, Sayori began to sweat profusely and groaned. Her stool was harder and more compact, likely from whatever bones her stomach failed to break down. With the salt of the sweat on her brow, the second log finally evicted itself from her pucker making a loud clang in the trash can. Sayori couldn’t help but to giggle to herself. Monika was really determined to stay even after death. MC’s fingers glided over his shaft with his palm massaging his tip and going in a circular fashion.
Sayori strained sensing that there was still more of her former friend and club mate left to dispense. She panted and moaned in bliss. Her nipples became erect with her heart becoming aflutter with her lust becoming insatiable. The cinnamon bun slipped two fingers into her clit and tensed up when a chunk of shit crammed with bones avalanched from her backside. Steam rolled off the hot mound after stewing in her intestines for the entire day. “Oh, yes! Mm, Monika, learn your place!”
The coral-haired girl bucked her hips as hot fluid gushed out of her pussy like a geyser. At the same time, Sayori’s pucker widened and expelled Monika’s skull with her once glamorous brown hair being stained and tangled in heaps of steamed crap. “Ah... maybe you’re better this way, Monika. Wouldn’t you agree?”
Sayori groped the bubbling, bulbous mounds of fat laughing at how much fat Monika bestowed her with. Soon, Monika would be distributed throughout every part of her body, most preferred being her breasts, thighs, and derriere. While she marveled at the work she had done, her stomach roared again. She pats her belly smirking. “You’re still hungry?”
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14 days ago
Hungee Sayori
Sayori Is Hungry
“Remember, this will be on your test for next week.”
The teacher droned on and on from his podium using his pointing stick to direct the class towards the words scrawled on the chalkboard. They were circled in white chalk denoting the grave importance the teacher was spewing. Natsuki rolled her eyes in boredom and yawned. She’d rather be anywhere else than there. But, of course, her livelihood was at stake for if she failed her test, her father would revoke her from indulging in her favorite hobbies: reading manga and baking cupcakes. She tapped her pencil against her cheek, becoming progressively more and more disinterested in the material the teacher was putting down and combatting the urge to sleep.
Poke, poke, poke.
“Hm?”
Natsuki turned around in her seat to see her best friend Sayori staring back at her with her sorrowful, ocean blue eyes. Now that she had her attention, Sayori leaned forward from her desk and met the pink-haired girl at ear level. While she spoke in a hushed tone, there was a hint of desperation within it. “Hey... did you... bring any sweets with you?”
“Eh? Sweets?” Natsuki raised an eyebrow. She took a better look at her coral pink-haired friend taking mental notes at how bizarre she was acting. Sayori’s eyes darted back and forth with one of her arms wrapped around her midsection. “No, I didn’t bring any. The teacher would kill me if I brought cupcakes into class.”
Sayori whimpered and clutched her stomach. “Oh....okay.” She pinched her fingers together. “Maybe just a teeny tiny piece of chocolate?”
Natsuki shook her head. “Lunchtime is in a few minutes. Can’t you hold out a little longer?”
The blue-eyed girl shook her head fervently. Sayori winced in pain, gnashing her teeth together as she wrapped her arms around her gut. Loud growls rumbled from her empty stomach sounding like a vehicle attempting to shift into gear but only managing a rattling tremor. The pangs of hunger sent a ripple on her stomach walls wherein they twisted and growled, writhing together to create an excruciating pain for the 18-year-old. Tears began to form in the corner of her eyes. She could feel her stomach tying itself into knots and consuming itself to cure itself of its emptiness.
“I...I can’t wait this long, Natsuki! I’m so hungry!!”
Natsuki sighs. Sayori was cute and sweet, but sometimes she could really be a little piggy who gluts herself on sweets whether it’s cookies or cupcakes. Yet, she somehow never gained weight from it. “Look, Sayori, I’d love to help you, but the only thing I can suggest is to wait it out...”
“B-But...”
The two girls were violently shaken from their conversation when the teacher slammed his pointing stick against the chalkboard. Natsuki shrugged and turned her attention back to the lesson at hand. “Sorry, Sayori...”
The depressed girl was alone once more. Sayori’s growling stomach sounded like a ravenous wolf stalking a deer through the thickets of the woods. Every passing second, Sayori doubled down in agony. She squeezed her arms into her midsection so deep, her ribs were straining from the pressure. She had to do something about her dilemma. Waves of dizziness crashed down on her, submerging her deeper in the pangs of hunger. Any attempt at concentrating on what the teacher was saying was for naught. After what seemed like an eternity, Sayori couldn’t take it any longer. She did consider pestering Natsuki again, but that worked so well the first time. In her starving mind, Sayori looked around the classroom. There had to be something she could eat. Candy, chocolate... her own fruit-scented pens?
It did not matter. Anything was desirable. Why even her friend Monika looked delicious. Wait... delicious?
Sayori’s famished eyes stared across the room to the president of the Literature Club who idly sat in her chair writing down notes. Sayori shook her head shocked that she would even resort to that. Monika was her friend after all. It would be a completely horrific thing to do. But... the more Sayori thought about it, the more she subconsciously allowed her mind to make the decision for her.
Monika was a beautiful young woman with her slim, athletic figure and her tall stature. Sayori envisioned suckling on the club president’s large breasts and chewing them like huge marshmallows. Or those plump, luscious legs of hers that are tucked away behind those black thigh-highs. To have those tasty, juicy thighs of hers sliding down throat, or taking a chomp out of that ass of hers... Sayori’s mouth watered and dripped down on her desk’s surface. Wiping her mouth with the back of her sleeve, Sayori’s stomach growled in approval.
“M-Maybe just a little taste will tide me over?”
Sayori stared at the teacher again who resumed his dry lecture on the material that would be covered on the upcoming test. With Natsuki herself also ignoring her, Sayori set her plan into motion. She slipped out of her seat as quietly as she could and tiptoed across the room whilst making sure that Monika was none the wiser. A part of her did feel bad for what she was about to do, but the hungrier side easily won over all rhyme and reason.
Monika stared intently at the chalkboard and resumed taking notes. However, the test was not the only thing on her mind: she was already devising plans she had in store for the Literature Club, becoming stumped on some since they would be repetitive or boring for her club members. “Hm... maybe we could write poems based on some books I assign... yes...”
The brunette girl with the ponytail did not notice her vice club president standing before her, nor that Sayori had dark intentions for her, but it was not as if she could react. Drool trickled down from Sayori’s mouth and dropped on Monika’s notebook paper. Startled, Monika’s head shot up to see Sayori’s maw opened to an unnatural length. Sayori’s taste buds were on full display on her slimy, bumpy tongue. Drool dangled down from the ceiling of her mouth and collected at the base of her tongue. The ponytailed girl could see her reflection in Sayori’s pearly white teeth. Monika fidgeted in her desk uncertain of what she could think of at that moment.
“S-Sayori? What the he -!”
Sayori’s jaws snapped shut over Monika’s head surprising the taller girl with how strong her jaw muscles were. Monika was tossed into the void, the only thing giving her a semblance of where she was being the moist, humid atmosphere of Sayori’s mouth. Monika’s legs kicked and bucked as she tried to get away from her insane friend. The coral pink0haired girl moaned in delight. Monika’s hair tasted so good, like peaches undoubtedly from her applying hair shampoo during a shower. It was almost as if Monika was born to be a tasty meal and preemptively prepped herself.
Every surge of flavor made Sayori’s mouth ooze saliva with some of the fluid seeping into Monika’s mouth when she let out a scream. The smaller girl swallowed three times sending Monika’s head further down her esophagus. The brunette’s head pressed into the lining creating a crude replica that immediately disappeared sliding deeper towards her core.
“Mmm... Monika, you taste just like a cookie!” Sayori thought to herself.
The cinnamon bun eyed the clock and then the teacher who appeared to not be finishing up his lecture. Regardless, Sayori had to hurry up with disposing of her club member. With her lips firmly wrapped around her neck, Sayori gripped her shoulders and pushed down on them until they popped into her wedged jaws like an overripe grape. Monika’s struggle to live resurfaced with her jumping in her seat and flailing her legs around harder in hopes of prying herself out of Sayori’s grip.
Drool seeped through Monika’s clothes making her suffer harder from how much the hot, sticky substance clung to her body. Next, Sayori grabbed Monika’s chest, groping and pressing them while adjusting her jaws to make the descent easier. Unconcerned with how Monika felt, Sayori squeezed her bust together visualizing them as two marshmallows sandwiched between Graham crackers. Copious amounts of drool soaked into her bra and seeped into her cleavage. Sayori grimaced. If she had planned this from the get-go, she would have stripped Monika since the clothes deluded her flavor.
Her belly jutted out from her midsection once Monika started sliding into Sayori’s digestive organ. In three gulps, she packed away Monika’s belly which ironically would soon become a part of hers. The cinnamon bun lifted Monika’s ass in the air and irredeemably slipped her tongue under Monika’s blue skirt and smacked its bumpy surface on her cheeks. Monika yelped but there was no salvation for her.
Sayori nibbled and chewed on Monika’s juicy ass cheeks as if it were a day-long sucker until she crammed it into her mouth. Sayori moaned and sucked to extract the remnants of flavor she had left. The coral pink-haired girl leaned on her growing gut for support and drew in Monika’s legs. Both of Monika’s thighs were wide and plump, and, unsurprisingly, they were rich in taste. In four powerful gulps, Sayori completely ingested her club president and slammed her jaws shut sealing Monika inside.
Sayori licked her chops clean and rubbed her mammoth, squirming tummy in bliss. “You tasted so great, Monika!”
Monika’s legs slipped through the sphincter as they reunited with their owner. The club president tried to move around in her tight environment, but there was little room. Her thick, shapely figure pressed into the linings of Sayori’s stomach walls making her features visible on the outside. “Sayori, this is insane! Let me out!!”
Satisfied, Sayori returned to her seat realizing her error when she tried to sit down. Wrestling a bit with her desk, Sayori finally slumped down with Monika pinched between the desk and her stomach with the upper portion spilling on the flat surface. While Natsuki was (still) trying to pay attention, she heard the muffled screams and groaning of Sayori’s stomach.
“What in the...”
The pink-haired girl looked behind her back again seeing Sayori leaned back in her chair with her jiggling paunch staring directly in her face. “What... what did you do, Sayori?”
Monika’s face pushed out the elasticity of Sayori’s skin as far as it could. “Natsuki, is that you!? Someone help!!”
The teacher, pausing from his lecture, stared at Natsuki and Sayori in annoyance. “Ms. Monika! What is the meaning of interrupting my class?”
“Uh... I think Sayori ate Monika,” Natsuki explained.
The teacher stared at Sayori and then at her belly. Then back to her. He then noticed Monika was absent from her desk. He shrugged. “At least eat quieter next time, Sayori.”
Monika, shocked by the nonchalance of her teacher, tried to protest but was quickly hushed up. Natsuki’s stare lingered for a few seconds until she turned away.
“Eh, heh, heh... sorry, Monika, can’t seem to be able to let you out...”
Sayori rubbed the back of her head with her hand whilst massaging her belly with the other. Monika was completely covered in the chewed-up gunk of food Sayori ate at the cafeteria. The cavernous walls around Monika wobbled as she tried to shift around for leverage. “Sigh... it’s fine, Sayori. I’ll try to think of something.”
Due to Monika’s... current predicament... Yuri and Natsuki were permitted to head home leaving the cinnamon bun to sort out the mess she had made herself. One idea Sayori had in mind was drinking tons of soda and having the bubbles propel Monika up, but the only thing that would have succeeded at doing is drowning her. Sayori pressed her hand on the side of a locker, propping her foot on another as her belly swayed back and forth with its current occupant swirling around in the digesting food. “If... it means anything, you tasted amazing.”
“That doesn’t help, Sayori. At all.”
“Heh, heh... I thought it wouldn’t.”
School was over for the day with the students and teachers starting to trickle out of the building. Sayori sighed to herself now regretting what she had done for the sake of satiating her hunger. Giving her bloated frame another pat, Sayori slowly proceeded towards the door. “Don’t worry, Monika, I’ll think of something. Just -!”
BAM!
Sayori was sent sprawling on her back. Groaning, Sayori flicked her arms and legs in the air like an overturned turtle. “Monika, you were delicious, but why are you so -”
“Don’t say it,” Monika threatened.
“So...”
“Don’t you do it, Sayori, or I swear I will make this hell for you...!”
The coral haired girl resumed flopping around like a fish gasping on dry land with her Monika-filled belly weighing her down and rendering her immobile. It certainly did not help that Monika was still kicking in her limited, claustrophobic flesh trap, but it resulted in small, irregular thumps eliciting moans from her captor. “Ah...Ah!! Please don’t move around so much...!”
A hand reached out alerting Sayori. Squinting, the cinnamon bun became embarrassed realizing that she had bumped into her childhood friend. “Oh! Sorry, MC! Didn’t see you there!!” He helped her get back on her feet perplexed at what had just happened.
The golden eyes of her childhood friend flustered and enchanted her at the same time. Her cheeks grew red from the persistent stare. It was like he was looking right through her with nothing hidden from his glare. Her very soul felt violated and rendered bare for the eye to see. Sayori twiddled her thumbs chuckling with no attempt to mask her guilt. “Y-you see... I was really hungry during class and didn’t want to wait so... I maybe... sorta .... kind of ate Monika? Heh heh...”
Sayori was fully expecting to be ridiculed by her childhood friend and the love of her life. What she did was unforgivable and selfish. No matter how famished she was, it was no excuse for betraying Monika in that fashion. She had already resigned herself to feeling like absolute garbage with the dark grey rainclouds swirling in her mind and corrupting her thoughts. However, instead of being handed down the cruel words of rebuttal, she sensed sensual gropes. The pleasure crept up her spine sending a chill throughout her body.
“M-MC?”
MC wrapped his arms around the front of Sayori’s abdomen and pressed his face into it much to Sayori’s surprise and Monika’s displeasure. Another moan slithered out from the cinnamon bun’s lips; long beads of saliva shined like rubies from her parted lips. Her breathing became labored. “Y...you like me this way?”
Her heart skipped a beat as she let out a startled gasp. MC rubbed his cheeks on the edges of her belly and was now licking up and down her orb of flesh. Just beneath his fingertips, Monika continued to thrash around and squelch into the walls with a wet splat. Digestive enzymes oozed from the walls of Sayori’s rippling walls determined to digest the tall girl. “Sayori! You’re digesting me!!”
It would appear Sayori’s building arousal was kicking the digestive process into gear. Steam bellowed from Sayori’s ears at how intimate MC’s touches were. The buttery texture of her distended gut filled MC with lustful thoughts as he lightly nibbled on her taut skin furthering Sayori’s arousal. She twiddled her thumbs again, her uncertainty gnawing away in her mind. “I-I...maybe we could take this... elsewhere?”
Clap. Clap. Clap.
MC rammed his cock deep into Sayori’s tight pussy acquiring some of her pleasurable squeals. He stood over his childhood friend with her hands propped up against the teacher’s desk her ass cheeks twerking in the air. Sayori’s eyes rolled to the back of her head and her mouth hung agape, tongue dangling, with drool splattering the desk’s surface. Both her and MC had beads of sweat all over their naked bodies with their bangs glued to their foreheads. A musky aroma permeated the room with the two friends’ moans of arousal echoing through the empty halls.
“Ah!! Ahhh.... ohhhh.... fuck me harder, MC!”
Sayori wiggled her hips up and down and arched her eyebrow in a devilishly mischievous manner. MC complied beating his meat harder into her sweet spot his pelvis bouncing off Sayori’s ass cheeks creating a loud clapping sound. The cinnamon bun could feel her hymen tearing from her lover’s repeated thrusts. She bit her lower lip in a mixture of pain and ecstasy with small tears rolling down her cheeks.
Inside of her, Monika was in a state of absolute suffering. All the thuds and thumping rocked her around nearly knocking her unconscious and making her queasy. The acid slithered up her body eating holes into the fabric of the clothing and exposing her tender skin to her surroundings. The surface of the pool fizzled in a rapid succession of bubbles at first being minor irritations that casually stoked the flames building inside the brunette until she felt her entire body blazed. “Ah!! Oh, god, Sayori!! It hurts!!”
MC withdrew his cock and inserted it between Sayori’s cheeks thrusting with more conviction. The smaller girl gripped the front of the desk when her knees started to buckle. Her cheeks engulfed his throbbing member as she humped his shaft. “Ah, why must you tease me, MC?”
The golden-eyed boy grabbed her ass cheeks and bobbed his cock the musky scent and the tightness bringing him to his breaking point. His fingers sank into the fatness of Sayori’s fat rear his thrusting becoming rougher and more passionate. The desire to unleash his load was closer than ever before. Sayori was also reaching her apex as well, feminine juices pooling from her loins and sprinkling down her legs. The way his head pushed against the outer skin of her ass sent her over cloud nine.
Monika was boiling alive in Sayori’s bubbling, churning gut her struggling dialing back considerably. The club president tried screaming at the top of her lungs, but help would not be arriving. She could taste the bile on the tip of her tongue. Her lungs bubbled the longer she slowly simmered. Monika’s skin melted off her bones, becoming more food for the hungry girl to gorge herself on. Even crying hurt her with the fluids in her eyes becoming converted to acid which stung her eyes.
MC massaged and groped Sayori’s softening gut forgetting that Monika was barely clinging to life inside. Her belly sloshed and churned from MC flipping her on her back and glomping her bulbous frame. “M-MC!”
The combined lust of the two young adults compelled the two into a stifling embrace. Monika shrieked from the sudden touch due to her exposed flesh becoming susceptible to feeling agony. MC locked lips with Sayori latching onto his. The kissing transitioned becoming more intense with Sayori’s tongue twirling and dancing around MC’s. All while Monika was slowly crushed into mush. After what seemed like hours, the two childhood friends broke the kiss with a long string of spit forming from their parted lips. They gazed lovingly at each other panting and moaning, their breathing becoming labored.
Without much warning, MC thrusted his cock between Sayori’s breasts making her purr from how daring he was being. “Mmm, I love you so much, MC.”
Sayori rubbed her breasts on his erect stiffie giggling as she could sense her friend’s desperation to release, but she did not allow it. Not yet. Leaning forward, Sayori unfurled her tongue and teasingly licked the MC’s tip. His spine shivered with chills not anticipating that his friend would go that far. Sayori flocked the tip of her tongue on his slit licking it vertically and diagonally whilst applying more pressure on his shaft. A low, faint “fuck” rolled off the tongue of the MC as his body tensed up. Despite never doing something like that before, Sayori was already a natural by lathering his top with her warm, sticky spit and making him edge.
“Give me every last drop, MC.”
MC humped and gritted his teeth together in his attempt to muster up a huge load. His eyes glazed over once he let himself succumb to his primal urges humping and rubbing in between his lover’s boobs until a guttural grunt poured out from the deepest pits of his body. Ropes of hot, creamy cum exploded from his tip and coated Sayori’s face. She leaned back not expecting how much seed he had stored in him.
“Mmm, that was pretty good, MC,” Sayori cooed. She rubbed her belly checking to see if Monika was still kicking. “Oh... I think you accidentally crushed her into nothingness, MC...”
Indeed, in his ambition to completely drain his snake, he accidentally hugged her too tightly. A wet pop rang out indicating that Monika’s softening upper body was snapped in half. Whether she was already dead before that happened or was given a mercy kill is uncertain. But the one relevant fact was that Monika was no more. Nothing more than a mass of digesting flesh and bone that would be further processed by Sayori’s body.
Sayori’s belly grumbled in response to a sudden pressure crawling up her throat. Stroking her bloated belly, Sayori’s eyes widened as she let rip a colossal belch which sent Monika’s white hairbow shooting out and splattering in a puddle of digestive juices and spit. There were several holes in the fabric of the once glamorous hair decoration. MC looked at Sayori in amazement.
“Heh... whoops.”
“Ah... oh, dear... Monika, you feel amazing.”
Sayori crouched over the top of a trash can and spread her ass cheeks as far back she could get them so that none of the excrement would touch her. MC stood by stroking his cock completely thrilled to watch his lover expel her former friend from her intestines. “Heh... heh... MC, I didn’t know you’d be that naughty.”
The first Monika-converted log slowly descended from her rectum, being larger than her arm and speckled with bone fragments. With two pushes, the first turd was expelled and plopped into the trash can. Sayori bit her lip again in ecstasy. Her ass was sore, and she felt her body splitting in half, but she’d be damned if she didn’t feel alive. Her rectum crackled and popped when the second turd reared its ugly head. Sayori’s tongue rolled out of her mouth as she felt her girlhood tremble and drip precum. “Oh... fuck....”
She stretched her cheeks further and stood on her tippy toes. Moaning, Sayori began to sweat profusely and groaned. Her stool was harder and more compact, likely from whatever bones her stomach failed to break down. With the salt of the sweat on her brow, the second log finally evicted itself from her pucker making a loud clang in the trash can. Sayori couldn’t help but to giggle to herself. Monika was really determined to stay even after death. MC’s fingers glided over his shaft with his palm massaging his tip and going in a circular fashion.
Sayori strained sensing that there was still more of her former friend and club mate left to dispense. She panted and moaned in bliss. Her nipples became erect with her heart becoming aflutter with her lust becoming insatiable. The cinnamon bun slipped two fingers into her clit and tensed up when a chunk of shit crammed with bones avalanched from her backside. Steam rolled off the hot mound after stewing in her intestines for the entire day. “Oh, yes! Mm, Monika, learn your place!”
The coral-haired girl bucked her hips as hot fluid gushed out of her pussy like a geyser. At the same time, Sayori’s pucker widened and expelled Monika’s skull with her once glamorous brown hair being stained and tangled in heaps of steamed crap. “Ah... maybe you’re better this way, Monika. Wouldn’t you agree?”
Sayori groped the bubbling, bulbous mounds of fat laughing at how much fat Monika bestowed her with. Soon, Monika would be distributed throughout every part of her body, most preferred being her breasts, thighs, and derriere. While she marveled at the work she had done, her stomach roared again. She pats her belly smirking. “You’re still hungry?”
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