Instant Submission

By Toxix

*mild manga spoilers ahead*

Far out within the expanse of an endless, cloudy void, rigorous training was underway atop the god of destruction’s planet.

The inverted pyramid, situated with a towering tree that twisted far off into the stars housed some of the most fearsome combatants in the whole universe. Though, there was now one out there far stronger, his presence weighing heavy on each of them and driving them to train far past their conceivable limits. The fate of the entire universe rested on their shoulders, and so they were working hard to protect it.

Sat side-by-side in complete serenity, utterly silent, Goku and Vegeta were still. They were frozen in a meditative position, working their minds hard for a session of image training. What they were imagining, no one knew. Goku, at least, was more than a little distracted. He couldn’t help but think, with Frieza’s newly insurmountable strength, they’d need to try some more methods…

Maybe some new help would be beneficial. 

Of course, Beerus and Whis were providing excellent training, the two saiyans were making incredible progress, but there’s only so far they can go with tried and tested methods. Besides, there are times where Beerus would simply lack the fucks to give to provide any training and Whis, too, would be unable to leave his side… hence their current reliance on image training.

Broly was a great sparring partner, too, what with his incredible potential for power. Though, it was a little hard to draw that side of him out, especially since he’s not keen on fighting in the first place. 

They needed something similar, someone with as much potential but more of an ability to bring it out, and a willingness to use it.

Thinking and thinking harder than he ever would on a regular basis, Goku eventually hatched a little idea. 

He leaned over to Vegeta, whispering with a smirk plastered on his face.

“Hey, Vegeta… Vegeta…”

“Nng…”

“Vegeeeeeta…”

“What?! Can’t you see I’m trying to focus?”

“I was just thinking… you know who would be good to train with? Some of those really strong guys we fought at the tournament of power”

“Like Jiren? I doubt the likes of him would be interested in taking on pupils”

“I was thinking a saiyan, actually. Would be easier to learn from one of our own, don’t ya think?”

“Please, none of those weaklings even come close to us in terms of power now”

“Come on, you don’t know that. I’m sure they’ve gotten lots stronger. Besides, we don’t know when Frieza will make a move. We don’t have time to spend all day sitting around”

“Hmph… I guess there’s not much stronger I can get by sitting around and daydreaming…”

“That’s the spirit! What was that one really strong girl’s name? Kyle…?”

“Kale, you fool… You really think she’s worth our time?”

“Could be… She’s got that same awesome green form as Broly, could be a way for us to tap into something like that, too…”

For the first time in what was probably weeks, Vegeta cracked a little smirk.

“Heh… Maybe you’re right, Kakarot. Fine, maybe it’s worth a visit”

“Great! I’m sure Whis won’t mind sending us along”

Giggling almost childishly, he hopped up to dash through the luscious lands of the planet, off to Whis and his lazing master.

“Hey, Whis!” He yelled on approach, stopping in front of the hovering blue figure, who sighed upon his appearance.

“I told you, Goku… I can’t train you while Beerus is in one of his… lazier moods”

“Oh, no, it’s not that… I was just wondering if you’d send us to Universe Six…? Just for a little while?”

“I can’t do something like that, I’m afraid. The multiverse would break into chaos if everyone could just go wherever they pleased”

“Cmon, Whis, just for a little bit!” He whined, his hands raised and clutching each other in a desperate begging motion.

In response, the angel sighed once more, his head lowering a little in defeat at having to bear another demand from his petulant pupil. 

“I’m not at liberty to just send you across the multiverse willy-nilly”

“I’m only asking to visit our neighbours, is all…”

“Still, I could get into serious trouble if I’m found out…”

”What if Bulma fixes you up something yummy again, huh…?”

“That excuse only works so many times, you know…”

Tired of the bickering already, Vegeta stepped forwards to end it.

“If you’re not going to help us train, then you can at least make yourself useful by sending us to someone who will”

“Yeah, come on! It’s the least you could do”

“It’s always demands with you… Fine, fine, I’ll send you over for a few hours. I’m expecting that treat from Bulma, too, by the way”

He hadn’t the energy to even want to hear their thanks, simply tapping the end of his staff onto Goku’s scalp, making him disappear in an instant. The same went for Vegeta, a quick tap and he was fading out of his own universe, into the next.

It was as if the two had closed their eyes for a blink and opened them to a whole new world, now having suddenly appeared back on earth. Goku glanced around while scratching his head, puzzled.

“Huh…? He just sent us back to Earth…”

“It’s Universe Six’s Earth, you fool. Come on, let’s find this girl already”

“On it”

He stilled himself, pressing a finger to his temple and a hand on Vegeta’s shoulder, searching for her ki signal out there somewhere in the vast universe.

As he searched, Vegeta pulled away from his touch, stepping forwards.

“I’ll get there myself, thank you” he snapped, putting his own fingers to his head.

“Ah, wanna put your instant transmission to practice, huh? Good idea. You’re still pretty shaky with that”

“My technique is fine. That’s why I don’t need you taking me there”

His eyes shut tightly, focussing all his attention into the vast universe, looking for that girl’s power based on the memory of her he had. As did Goku, the both of them searching together. Eventually, they caught onto her signal, Vegeta being the first to vanish into the air with the flushing of wind, quickly heading her way. He probably felt a little pride from having beat Goku to the punch, even if not by much.

Their girl was out in the valleys of planet Sadala, the legendary super saiyan of Universe Six, Kale. She was a timid, fairly tanned young woman with a constant, pathetic look on her pretty face, hovering high in the air seemingly only idly.

She floated high above a dry wasteland far away from any civilisation, looking out in every direction to make sure there was nothing in the way. Just as Caulifla said, it would be the perfect place to let loose.

She whined a little, looking down dejected at the ground far below.

“I came way too early… Caulifla’s not gonna be here for ages…”

*gggrrrrrooooooaaaaan*

Adding insult to injury, her stomach felt it the perfect time to let her know how starved it was for a little sustenance.

“Nng… I should’ve eaten something before this, too…”

Unfortunately, there seemed to be nothing that could be done for either of her problems, except wait up there in the sky for her friend. 

And wait she did, floating there without purpose, mostly relaxed and bored, for minutes on end.

…

Suddenly, she found herself jostled abruptly from her relaxed position in the air. Every atom of her being seemed to leap in shock, a jolt of surprise electrocuting her throughout while the sound of rushing wind sounded from within her, like space itself was shifting to allow someone room.

She felt something heavy within her, a weight inside her mouth and gullet. It was far heavier than even she was, appearing as if from nowhere right inside her slimy gullet.

Her jaws opened up further than she’d ever experienced, something now wedged between them all the way from her lips to near her stomach. It weighed down on her drastically, forcing her to swing in midair, trying to hold up the weight while slowly sinking lower towards the ground.

About a million new senses all tore at her system, pulling her attention in all directions to the point of overall utter confusion. The masseter muscle of her jaws stretched to its limit, aching, while her whole neck expanded in tandem. 

Somehow, she managed to push the panic deep enough to focus, staring at the pair of legs hanging from her maw and kicking around aimlessly. The both of them were wide, very intricately toned and dense with muscle, though noticeably short as far as legs go. Around them was a baggy layer of blue fabric, the ends donning a pair of white, yellow-tipped boots. She recognised these legs. Vaguely.

“Argh! What the hell is this?!”

A deep, burly voice erupted from her chest, the booming sound echoing through her very bones. As if all this wasn’t already too much to process, now she had to grapple with whatever victim she was swallowing being alive, and angry. Social interaction was already her weakest point, but verbal confrontation was even worse yet.

Incoherent, frantic moans came from her cheeks, muffled by the flailing shortstack in her gullet. She was probably apologising a bunch, throwing in some questions and pleas for help, but nothing was understandable, and yet she kept trying.

Inside her sticky interior, Vegeta found himself squeezed by slippery muscles, instantly enveloped in the humidity and feeling a layer of warm spit condensing on his skin. Every ripple of her gullet wrung out his body, getting a pained grunt out of him every time. 

For a moment, he was just as confused as poor Kale, but realised enough to piece this situation together. He had teleported to Kale, and ended up in a long, warm, and slimy tube, while being held upside-down and hearing confused whines around him. Yeah… his instant transmission was a little off, clearly.

“Nngh… blasted… This is humiliating… Hey! Saiyan woman! What are you waiting for? Spit me out!”

She needed to pause, to take in the situation and calmly remove him from her gullet as she could so easily do, but was barely listening to his demands in all the chaos.

Her body writhed, squirming about in a confused desperation with the prince’s legs flailing in her jaws. Concentration was quickly waning, and thus her ki control was, too, quickly bringing her flight to an end.

Far below, that sound appeared again, air howling as it was thrust aside for another person to appear in its place. Kale took little notice of it in her predicament, nor the appearance of Son Goku below her that it signified.

Having appeared in the open wasteland, he took a glance around the vast surroundings, gazing in all directions before lastly up at the flailing, moaning saiyan woman.

“Woah… what’s going on here?”

Her balance couldn’t be maintained a second longer, her body once suspended in the air now coming crashing down, conveniently right above the sudden visitor.

Goku was shockingly unreactive, watching Kale plummet closer towards him at a rapid rate. Having his guard down left him unprepared, only watching Kale quickly grow closer, her red skirt covering more of his vision before mere metres from him. 

With the air resistance blowing against her, the skirt lifted slightly, giving the naive saiyan a quick glance at her smooth, bare ass before it came close enough to swallow him whole. Saiyans were hardly proper enough people for something as civilised as underwear, after all. 

And, swallow him whole it did, sitting over his face before sliding further and opening up around him just as the realisation and fear sank in, but not a moment before, unfortunately.

Feeling her asshole suddenly widen to an extreme degree, she froze, the panic finally stopping for but a moment while she let out a guttural, muffled squeal.

*ssssshhhhhhllllluck*

The squelching sound of her moist cavern opening up and slipping in the body of a whole person rang out noticeably. Every moment, she felt another couple inches slide through her, her anal cavity widening to an absurd diameter as it took in the famed saiyan hero.

“Mmm! Mmph!” was all that emitted from Kale’s rear, a string of confused cries muffled by the thick, slimy walls of her asshole. He’d barely comprehended what was happening before Kale’s cavernous colon slid itself over his chest, down his arms, all the way to his waist.

His spiky hair prodded deep into the reaches of her guts, giving abrupt and intense stimulation to her most personal nerves. It was a shocking, encompassing feeling she’d never experienced. It was the tingles of sexual gratification, but amplified tenfold much like the width of her asshole. All the panic seemed to stop for a mere moment, replaced with a flush of excitement and electric tingles. 

Coming to his legs, she finally stopped, falling forwards slightly before landing on her feet, hands resting atop the large bulge in her intestines. Her head cocked back as far as it could with Vegeta inside her to check what she’d just slipped up her body, only managing to allow her eyes a glance towards the second pair of flailing legs protruding from her body.

It was impossible by this point for poor Kale to have any idea how to respond. Her mind seemed torn in a million different directions. Durable as her lungs were, it had been far too long without a breath, her throat now itching to start ridding itself of the obstruction the only way it knew how, by dragging it to the stomach. Vegeta’s fierce wriggles didn’t help, either, only further coercing her gullet to be rid of him as soon as possible.

Her ass, too, felt overwhelmed and harshly stimulated. The feeling of its walls being stretched and nerves tickles along every nanometer left the girl shuddering and further desperate for air. Goku’s struggles were stimulating in a much different way to the stretching of her gullet. His descent into her nethers bore no pain, instead shocking her pleasure receptors all the way the spine. Before long, the first jolt of a growing tingle even began to form at the rim of her clit. 

As he fought to worm himself back out, he was confused, but also somewhat fascinated by the experience. Perhaps this didn’t yet seem the dire situation it really was.

“Woah… it’s… uh… real slimy in here, hehe. Sorry, I’ll just wiggle my way out real quick…”

The strain in her lungs and buzz in her colon were too much to bear before long, and her body sprung into action to have it sorted, like a forceful gasp for air after holding your breath. 

The muscles of her throat began to throb, tightening to drag Vegeta deeper inside before loosening again.

*ulp*

He quickly sensed the increased pressure being exerted on him, grunting in mild pain before noticing how deeper her was been sent.

“Ngh… No… not like this!”

A second passed, taken to still his mind, gather his ki, before his spiky head of hair flushed a golden hue, and his body released an explosion of energy.

Kale gagged at the sudden burst of resistance, her accidental meal squirming with a much greater amount of force. 

She felt she’d puke him up then and there, before her muscles instinctively retaliated against Vegeta’s fight.

They tightened further, her own body now surging with a quick burst of power that aimed to match his. 

*ULP*

“Damn it… she’s too… strong…”

Watching the pit of her stomach grow closer, he was learning the hard way that upon finding yourself in the gullet of a hungry saiyan, there was no chance of fighting your way out.

Finally, her gullet seemed to be somewhat relieved of it’s strain, Vegeta’s feet having entered her maw and began their descent down her throat with the rest of him. 

He slid over her saliva-slickened walls all the way down to her stomach, getting a peek into the open, fleshy chamber housing a meagre puddle of thick goo. Any second, he’d be dropped in the vile mess like a piece of meat.

“Damn you, stop swallowing! I will not touch a drop of your nasty bile!”

Much of his body began to stretch out her belly further as he descended, her gut extending into a round shape that could hold its excessively rowdy meal. Just a final gulp would be needed before her tummy was ready to hold all of his being.

*ULP*

With a strenuous clench of her neck, she forced him all the way down, clearing the first obstruction. She gasped, finally getting a good flow of air into her lungs and no longer being so panicked. 

Her face was throughly red, tongue shamelessly hanging out with drool dripping from the tip as she panted like a thirsty, needy dog. 

“Hah… ahh… what… hah… what’s going… on…? Nngh~”

For the first time, she was able to question the madness ensuing, but found her queries interrupted by a stimulating pulse heading all the way from her ass to her head. Goku was slipping in deeper, her ass clenching and unclenching around him, and it only made every wriggle of his that much more heavenly.

She felt weak, warmed and shivering at the sensation. Every movement Goku made added only more heat to her crotch, the urge to satisfy herself growing uncontrollable.

Much as it wasn’t like her to do so, her hand steadily reached down behind the fabric of her skirt, sliding on down to the swelling, self-lubricating rim of her pussy while awkwardly bent around the circumference of her bloated gut. 

She wasn’t choking anymore, she could easily grab hold of Goku’s legs and pull him out, yet… she couldn’t. There was a mental block in her head, formed by the part of her that loved how her ass felt and forbid her to stop it. Like she lost a will of her own for a moment, she just kept stroking her pussy, moaning and whimpering adorably.

“Mmngh… it’s so gooood~ My belly’s so full… my ass is getting filled…”

She rambled to herself, the strokes along her pussy growing in speed while her libido rose exponentially. It wasn’t like her to indulge in such shameful pleasures, especially not so unabashedly, but this new world of stimulation brought out a side of her she was never aware of.

*sshhhhllliiicckk* “Mnnghh…” *sshhhluck*

Every slimy, vigorous contraction of her ass left her moaning and twitching in response. She soon fell to the ground, perched on her hands and knees above her wriggling belly as she convulsed, basking in the fierce movements of her hungry ass.

It continued tugging Goku in, slurping up both lengthy legs without hesitation like it was starving for more pleasure. For as deep as he was already squirming within her, her body craved more. It forcefully yanked on his body, each sticky inch of its walls dragging him in with a repeated, hearty squeeze.

“Nng… Hey, careful, there. You’re kinda pulling me in deeper” he chuckled, his voice now starting to grow worried for once.

He went ignored by Kale, for her mind was absent from her surroundings, only focussing on the indescribable pleasure. Vegeta’s thrashing in her once empty, unstimulated gut was thoroughly satisfying, and Goku’s passage up her nethers pampered a g-spot she didn’t yet know she had. She was playing with their lives here, and yet couldn’t help but give in to the pleasure and ignore any duties to save them.

Her passionate strokes turned into the entrance on a couple fingers, sliding in and out of her wet pussy while Goku’s feet were disappearing from view. 

Noticing how he was only travelling deeper, the severity of his position began to become clear.

“This could be bad…. I’d better get out of here quick”

Like Vegeta had tried in vain before, Goku gathered his energy, releasing it all into an eruptive burst that coloured his hair a shining, super saiyan gold.

As the ripples of power shot through her guts, Kale reeled, her breath catching as she cried out. Not in pain, that is, but in pleasure. 

“Nnghhaaaghh~” she squealed, quivering at the fierce pressure exerting throughout her rear. She’d faced Goku not long ago in the tournament of power, she knew his strength, but she could only truly see the power he held when it was being unleashed in the depths of her ass.

Responding to his increased resistance, her ass clenched, the tightening of flesh being felt across her body. Each squeeze was almost orgasmic in its intensity, the throbs being felt all the way up to her leaking pussy as she fingered it desperately.

“Nng… it’s so… good… Get in… get in get in get in…”

“Agh… I won’t go down like this! You’ll have to do… nng… better than this…”

*ssssshhhhhhlllllick*

“Hahh… ahh~”

His rebellion against the fearsome workings of her guts was admirable, but his strength wasn’t enough either. The position he found himself in, lodged between Kale’s cheeks, was severely disadvantaged. None of his boundless strength seemed enough to fight against walls as slippery, nor hungry, as hers.

*ssshhhlip~*

Her pucker tightened once again, slipping over Goku’s feet before sealing him tightly in the humid depths. It continued to twitch now and again, the stimulation teasing it still, but there was no chance of it releasing its prisoner now.

Panting heavier, more laboured breaths, Kale began to rise to her feet again, both hands firmly clutching the heavy mound of flesh hanging from her gut. At last, all the excitement was over, she could finally just breath, think.

For whatever reason, two of the Universe Seven saiyans she’d fought back during the tournament of power had appeared before her, and now laid sealed inside her body. However this whole chain of events unfolded was hazy now, but the fact remained that she’d devoured them both, and it felt fantastic.

Both her intestines and stomach were noticeably extended, wriggling and writhing with their feisty contents, leaving her abdomen heavy and sagging. She had to sit down upon a nearby boulder, taking a few more huffs of air as she rested, both hands rubbing over her gut’s circumference.

Staring at her bulging guts, she took in the situation once more. Usually, she’d feel scared, she’d be apologising and whining. But, this time… it all just felt too good. Their hardened, filling bodies moving inside her, satiating her appetite and exciting her nethers respectively, it was wonderful. Maybe her head was still clouded with lust, but she thought maybe it couldn’t hurt to keep them…

After all, she’d be pretty damn powerful if she was to absorb Universe Seven’s strongest. Caulifla would be real proud…

“Let me out this instant before I tear you open!”

Vegeta’s voice grated her ears once again, the furious little guy resorting to mere barking after his attempts to free himself failed miserably. 

For a moment, she pondered, running a hand over the skin of her smooth, tanned belly, listening to it purr in response with bubbling gurgles.

“I… I don’t want to. Feels like you belong in there, to be honest…”

Anger boiled inside him, his teeth grinding before he took to thrashing once again, no different from before yet with the expectation of different results.

“Nngh… I won’t be cannibalised! This is humiliating!”

“Ow! Hey, take it easy, Vegeta… You’re hitting me, too”

He paused, dipping his hands into the pool of sludge to feel around at the pit of Kale’s stomach. Sure enough, he felt something firm below, another person trapped in Kale’s unforgiving organs.

“Kakarot?! What are you doing in here?!”

“Not sure… Soon as I appeared, she came down right on top of me. You in her tummy? How did that even happen…?”

“I refuse to speak of it! Just start pushing already, we won’t be made a meal out of by such a weakling!”

“On it!”

His surroundings were pitch black, trickles of warm fluid dripping down on him from above. Not even a flicker of light could make its way through Kale’s asshole anymore, meaning he’d have to navigate this winding maze of guts on feeling alone. 

Then again, Goku was never the biggest on strategy. 

He pressed his palms to the sticky surface enveloping him, pushing at the firm muscles with all his strength.

Vegeta, too, stewing in Kale’s belly, began to force the surrounding walls outwards, hoping to damage her body at least a little.

With both saiyan’s squirming within her, she wretched a little, feeling her asshole tickle and soon loosen.

She slipped her soaking wet fingers out of her pussy for a moment, falling back down onto her knees as Goku’s feet reared from within her ass.

He was making his way out, opening her behind up once again to begin his escape. Each thrust of his body slipped him out a further couple inches every time, and sent forth more waves of pleasure across Kale’s quivering body.

While Kale whimpered and whined at the pleasure, his legs were beginning to break free, kicking out in the open, all slick with her juices.

Feeling all this weight exit her body, she realised how little time she had before the pleasure she was feeling would disappear, her living toy having escaped. As much as she was trying to help before, this time, she couldn’t hold herself back from making things worse.

Goku’s escape suddenly halted, her intestines clenching around him to hold in place. She let out a strained grunt at the effort, driving her hands into the ground, before releasing for another tight squeeze.

“Nngh… get… back in…”

Repetitively, she yanked him back into the slick caverns with forceful squeezes, overpowering him with merely the muscles of her ass.

The struggle was seemingly never-ending, but slowly began to tip in her favour as Goku’s strength waned. Finally, he was shifting back up her guts.

“Mmngh… yeah… come on… you’re mine…”

She was past the point of requiring effort now, at last able to slurp him up without much trouble. Her hand crept back to her crotch, continuing the gentle strokes along her pussy to the movement of Goku’s journey through her.

Her cheeks squeezed both feet back in, trapping him in the toasty depths, but she still wouldn’t stop.

She squeezed her hole again and again, pushing the pesky saiyan to where he’d have no hope of escaping again. The lower intestines where he was previously held were left in the distance, his body being forcefully pushed through all of her winding tubes.

Tightly compressed in a maze of sticky muscles, his stamina quickly began to wane. The golden hue in his hair faded, and his muscles gave, forcing him to relax all over, panting. 

Vegeta wasn’t fairing much better, either, stuck pushing and squirming against Kale’s gut to no more of a reaction than a rumbling gurgle. His punches, all his kicks, seemed to do very little than give her a mild tummy ache. On the outside, he could beat her so easily, yet it’s a whole different story on the inside. Perhaps a mix of the lubricating drool soaking his body and the slow numbing effect of her enzymes on his muscles was to blame.

Much like Goku, it wasn’t long before he lost his super saiyan form all the same.

“Nngh… damn it… hah…”

He panted, leaning back against her fleshy, undulating walls while the puddle of acid grew into a full-on bath, creeping up his body.

Every submerged inch began to itch and tingle, his senses dulling and strength dissolving while more of him became soaked in the thick broth. Digestion was kicking in hard and fast, only spurred on by the attempted beating like receiving its own zenkai boost. Defeated and devoured, he was receiving an intimate display of the power of a saiyan stomach.

Feeling her prey making his way deep inside her, Kale finally relaxed again, getting back on her feet with a huff and settling back into her seat. She rubbed the round of her belly once more, noticing the newfound lack of resistance.

“Phew… you guys all done? Good…”

Her small intestines took on the job of ushering Goku along next, sending him sliding through their intricate weaves of pulsating pipes. His journey was long and strenuous, his muscles growing sore from the constant pressure of her working guts, but eventually relaxing as he was released, slipping into the more open area of her ravenous stomach.

His spiky hair appeared through the tight sphincter at the pit of her belly, the rest of him quickly entering and curling up to fit within the confines of her stomach. He coughed, finally spitting out all the bile and spit that had accumulated around his mouth, before looking to Vegeta as he took desperate breaths.

“Hah… ah… phew… this isn’t good…”

“You think?! How could we be defeated by the likes of her…?”

“Relax, Vegeta. I’m sure the guys will revive us… somehow…”

“Easy for you to say, you’ve spent half of your existence dead! Agh!”

Their short bickering session was cut suddenly short by a firm slap Kale placed to her belly, beginning to rub it after the impact.

“Quit fighting, you two… You’re all mine now…”

How quick she went from being so timid to putting on a display of arrogance, still riding the high of her victory over them.

She’d long accepted the situation by now, learning to thoroughly enjoy the feeling of two tough saiyans stewing in the depths of her gut, the domination she held. Once more, this time almost automatically, her hand was drifting back down to the painfully needy folds of her wet pussy.

Fingering herself vigorously, she stared at the gurgling mass on her abdomen, picturing the two warriors stuck hopelessly inside her. They were all hers, rightfully beaten and won. It was a thrill.

“Mmngh… I did it… I turned universe seven’s strongest fighters into food… my food…”

The idea by itself was so invigorating, fuelling a desire to keep at her privates, keep stimulating her delicates.

“Just digest… *urp*… give your bodies to me…”

In sync with her taunts, her stomach was working its magic. The level of acidic bile climbed rapidly, enveloping both of the weakened saiyans in its all-devouring hold. At the same time, the first of many burps began to rise from her belly, a wave of gas thick with the odour of digesting meat.

*gggggrrrrrooooooaaaaaannn*

The two’s hearts sank at the sound, acknowledging that it spelt their imminent digestion. It was the sound of Kale’s guts preparing themselves, shifting and churning to funnel the oncoming load of saiyan sludge through her body.

They both wanted to continue fighting, to really give their all in the hopes of escaping, but found no strength to bring them to action, not even a triumphant moment of surging determination. Their muscles were far too weakened, numbed and exhausted from the acid’s hunger.

“Mm… So delicious… so filling… *BWWOOUURRP*…”

She felt her nethers warming to an exhilarating degree, the euphoria of an explosive orgasm rapidly approaching her. The sensation left her pleasurably weak, resting her head on her soft tummy while one hand went to work. There was an audible slosh as she rested upon it, like a water balloon full to burst. Clearly, she was filling up nicely with the enzymes needed to churn them up, not to mention with their increasingly soft bodies.

Two of her fingers wiggled deep in her hot, slimy womb all the way up to her hand, touching passionately at her sensitives to the thought of her domination over the multiverse’s strongest.

They were her food, easily defeated, easily absorbed. Trapped inside her… despairing over their humiliation… falling apart into nutritious, meaty sludge…

There wasn’t any holding back for much longer, the girl gnawing at her lips as she sensed the intense wave of wet pleasure flow from her very womb up to the tip of her (other) lips.

She squealed a little, attempting to muffle the sounds, as she squirted a hot load of fluids onto the ground, some on the edge of her skirt. Meanwhile, her brain turned to mush at the surge of indescribable pleasure, all thoughts and perhaps even her very consciousness fading for but a moment, all replaced with primal joy.

At last, she popped her sticky, somewhat wrinkled fingers from out of the hole and rested both hands on her belly, running them up and down the curve.

“Ahh… hah… phew… good boys… *OUURRP*… not long now until you’re all gone…”

She wasn’t lying, the two of them were fading quick.

Their once-thought indestructible bodies were soft, even dripping at the edges with their own melted mass. Neither could even so much as twitch anymore, thoroughly limp upon having every nerve dulled and every muscle weakened by the warm, acrid waters.

*ggggrrrroooooaaaaaaann*

The following noise was more wet than before, even bubbly, her guts now processing her foods more watery remains. Her intestines were feeling the first trickle of nutrient-rich sludge to absorb, getting to work in pushing it along her system through every step of digestion.

Upon the passing of mere minutes, she noticed her belly shrinking, growing tighter yet sloshier as its contents were compressed into softer forms.

The two were barely hanging on, their bodies so gooey they would collapse into a puddle at a mere touch. They sat together in silence within Kale’s brewing belly, waiting to drift of into unconsciousness, then death.

The thick humidity of her stomach, the droning gurgles of her working guts, and the steamy stew of her acids were the last sensations they knew, hanging on the edge of complete relaxation of the body.

It was hard to tell when in their state, but soon enough, they lost their grip on reality, falling apart into a delicious, gooey mess. They were ready to be funnelled deeper and absorbed, the perfect packages of nutrition for Kale’s hard-working body.

“… *BWWWWOOOUUUURRRRP*… Mm… all gone~”

She’d been sitting, rubbing her taut gut, for near an hour by the point of their full absorption. Her gut had become a fleshy sack of thick stew, sitting calmly in her lap as it churned up every last drop. Having absorbed all the fat of such large hunks of meat, she was noticeably packing on a couple more pounds.

She stood once again, stretching her arms out with a strenuous grunt before checking over the changes to her body.

Her gut was spilling out from under her shirt, a soft and squishy muffintop that continued to gurgle idly, perhaps growing ready for another meal. 

Lower down, she noticed a building layer of chub over her legs as well, both thighs jiggling slightly with every subtle movement of her body, especially back at the cheeks. The once petite young woman seemed to have grown a real ass, built out of the fat of her hearty meal.

There was a sense of pride boiling within her as she ran a hand over the soft, warm curve, blushing a little at the thought of her now more overtly attractive body. Caulifla would be sure to notice at the very least…

Her hands traveled upwards next, grasping onto the newly massive tits dangling off her chest. It wasn’t until she’d actually took them in before she noticed the mild discomfort of her breasts straining against the fabric, no longer suitably accommodated. 

Again, she blushed a little deeper, squeezing the two tits with great intrigue. She’d really built herself up off this meal…

Her power, too, felt insurmountable. Boundless levels of ki had been absorbed into her very bones, shooting light tingles across her curvy body. It was like the power was gnawing at the back of her mind, tempting her to release it all.

She had to give it a quick try, taking a deep breath before releasing all the energy bottled inside.

Before the flicker of light could even be comprehended, her body exploded with a plume of jagged light. The very ground around her feet began to shatter, cracks surging down through the earth on their way to shatter the planet’s very mantle. 

The rush was indescribable, her body feeling so indestructible, so ablaze with destructive energy. She could do anything, beat anyone, perhaps even grow her power further in the process, too…

*ggggggrrrrrrrrrr*

But first, she had business to attend to.

She grunted, clutching her gurgling belly as the flowing power tapered off, settling back to her normal, unassuming state. 

Her guts were done cooking, and all that remained was to release the waste.

*disposal warning*

Recoiling a little from embarrassment, she glanced around the wasteland, just to check that not a soul was there to see her. Wouldn’t be a surprise if yet another visitor appeared from thin air, after all.

Luckily, they seemed as empty as ever. Nobody would know if she was to take a quick shit behind some rocks. Long as she moved far away from the area before Caulifla was to arrive, at least.

After another check, she shimmied her red skirt down to her ankles, squatting close down to the floor with her tanned cheeks spreading outwards.

Minimal effort was needed before the gunk started flowing, as evidenced by the power her guts had displayed this whole encounter, and just like that, a long snake of damp shit began to curl onto the ground.

She let out a relieved sigh, thankful for such a long, pleasurable release after all the excitement and strain her guts had endured. The way it all flowed out of her smooth as butter was nothing short of perfect.

Suddenly, the flow stopped, and she let out a slightly pained grunt. Of course, it couldn’t be that easy.

A firm piece of bone clogged her asshole, wedged between her cheeks and fighting to get free.

Kale gave a firm push, whining a little as her asshole stretched and puckered, before sighing at the release and sound of a thick skull plopping onto the pile.

Goku’s skull was out of her system, and yet it wasn’t long before the feeling returned.

Her asshole stretched out again, blocked by the other meal’s pesky skull. Much as it did before, all it took from her was a strenuous squeeze of her bowels and a little squeal of effort before it dropped onto the other with a 

*clack*

and rolled over to sit atop the steaming heap.

Wiping the sweat from her face, she stood up again, hoisting the skirt up her thick thighs with some difficulty, before turning to admire her handiwork.

Looking at the brown tower of mush, topped with a pair of bleached skulls, she couldn’t help but feel invigorated. She was looking at the two of the strongest fighters in the entire multiverse, debatably THE strongest by now. Yet, now, they were nothing. The two of them were a foul mess of saiyan waste, digested and obliterated so that all their worth could be attained by one unassuming woman of their race. 

*end of disposal*

Kale cracked a little smile, proud of the mess she’d made of the two warriors, of the victory she’d attained over them. She made them into hers, took everything that they were. 

The only question now was what was next. Having devoured the strongest, there may be no one she couldn’t eat. More than anything, she just couldn’t wait to tell Caulifla all about it.

*gggrrrrrrrooooooooowwwwwwl*

…

Or… show her…