Simmering, broiling, burning, screaming, churning, melting.

Miss Tao Shuang absent-mindedly stroked the curvature of her belly while relaxing in her 'office'. Something within battles the melting pot of a gut. Though it struggles to even create a bulge through her layers of fat, let alone give the mature lady an ounce of difficulty. No, many men and women had ended up inside the Asian beauty. And as many men and women padded her softened features.

Soft was the best way to describe her body. Breasts overflowing from her already oversized bra, a gut that burdens her every move and never seems to find comfortable rest from its endless jiggling- even when it's converting humans to extra heft. And an ass that was barely contained by the seat she had recently bought to replace the old one that had shattered after too much sitting. She was a lot of woman.

She rests, sipping tea from her cup as she considers the struggle in her gut. This one had attempted to devour her at the market, some lady shopper with a careless eye for prey. Tao was a tempting sight, so much flesh to melt. She'd keep anybody fed for a week! And give them a drastic change in body fat. Fat girls were often considered dangerous. And being dangerous was safer than seeming weak.

But this woman was dangerous even without considering her expanded flesh. She was well accustomed to the minds of predators. Their greed, insatiability, and their own stupidity. Hadn't even realized she'd been walked into a little trap. One of the PTA mothers who had shown great interest in ‘tending’ to her children. As if she had no idea what they wanted. Who knew grown adults could be so idiotic.

It seemed they never did realize before it was too late. Her recent chair strains as she reaches over to a desk and plucks a portrait up. On it, an image of a thin and confident woman settled in frame with her husband next to her, and 4 girls in various states of excitement.

Cassandra seemed to want to be anywhere but in frame for the picture. Even young, she had the makings of a great predator. Free willed, active, and unafraid. Even if that strength of will did make her a brat at times. She ruled her class like Tao once had. Her oldest child, one she'd nurtured herself closely. She never said, but Tao knew there had to be somebody else padding her belly. Baby fat doesn't last as long as hers has. A genuine accomplishment for somebody so young.

She'd been the easiest child to look after, but had led to her beginning this duty. A teacher so sick of her daughter's ‘bullying’ in her class that she planned to keep her daughter after school and turn her into teacher tits.

In the end, that teacher had been her first meal as a mother. She'd always been paranoid. Her blood always had trouble with predators. IT was no small blessing she had been here to find her man and sire his children.

Every daughter had a listening device nestled away in their belongings. And at the first sign of something dangerous, she would be on the scene. And almost every time, she would leave with her stomach filled and struggling. No petty thing was small enough to leave unsettled. Predators didn’t need much to sentence another to death. Tao was aware of her own hypocrisy when it came to this. But she did it out of love for her family, not a desire to fill her stomach. No, she would rather it remain unfilled.

Though… she sighs. She did miss her old body shape. Thin, petite, but well-proportioned curves. Her husband had adored her. But, sacrifices must be made. And her husband had grown to love her larger body. It came with… advantages. More of her to love, and a larger ass to sit on him with. Oh, how she loved to flaunt her body to her husband. Even if she worried he’d break beneath her nowadays. Not that that stopped him. He loved to toy with the consequences of her oath to protect and overseer their children, and think about how each pound was gained in love for their family. She loses herself in those exciting memories… before looking back over the image in hand. Cassandra was but one of four children.

Yin, the quietest of the bunch had a book in her lap. Understanding The Mind of a Predator. She was a sweet girl who, despite great interest in vore, was far too small and weak for her own good. She was the child she had eaten the most for. She'd devoured families for her Yin, the adults paying for their failure in bringing up their child. Peasants should know their place, only a family like hers should dominate the class. Even with their efforts combined, they couldn't escape her gut. She hated doing it, but their children would bully her clever little girl. Threaten to devour her. And that just couldn't be left alone. And so she'd left their remains with the rest as fertilizer for their small field. The maids and butlers who maintained it were paid extra never to utter a word about the skulls and acid-worn bones found in their manure. Yin had definitely been the largest contributor for her weight gain. Her mass of gut alone held at least 4 families' worth of fat. A nonconsequential amount. How many lives suffered just because of the actions of one?

A hand explored the still mass in front of her. Looks like her prey had found rest in the depths of her gut. Her blubbery gut lay sprawled out in her lap, simmering and singing its digestive melody. She briefly thought about her weight. She'd hit over 600 last year. How much thicker had she gotten this year? 700 pounds? She was a hell of a lot of woman. It took quite a man to tend to her needs. But he was worth it, even if tending to the man's kids over the years had turned her into this.

But the child she tended to the most was definitely Hua. A girl so fascinated by the ins and outs of vore, she had willingly dived down her sister's throats. In a sense, it was great they had training. Cassandra especially adored having Hua settle in her gut. But it was an endless danger. It almost seemed as if she wanted to digest. In fact, she'd caught Yin reading to her about the stages of digestion while digesting her. Her tiny little girl had a hell of a time letting her sister out, and Hua had needed medical treatment. She had been found almost a week later in Cassandra's stomach. God, it was such a hastle!

No, Tao knew that letting her have friends would only end in disaster! She had gobbled every single one up. The children, the parents, the older women she'd somehow been playing with. Every single person she'd befriend was later a mess of sloppy chyme in the lady of the house's intestines.

At first, Hua had been very sad. Her friends kept just disappearing. But suddenly, it clicked. She'd notice she'd bring a girl home, and her mom's tummy would seem oddly full. The rate of her 'friends' appearing increased. And suddenly she would begin invading her mother's study to 'bond' as she put it. Which mainly consisted of assaulting her mother's new gut with her affection. It seemed like an issue that had kind of solved itself, though at the cost of her weight ballooning out. Somehow, maybe it was from the belly rubs, her breasts grew from this daughter's meals more than any others. And this had not gone unnoticed by her daughter. She’d drop comments wondering why momma was so large. If her breasts would grow as big. There was a sly air to it that didn’t settle right with Tao. She wondered if her attention was shifting to feeding her. A problem for later, she supposes.

Her last child was an absolute cinnamon role. Beverly, named after her hubby's mother, was the sweetest little thing that Tao had ever laid her eyes on. She adored the girl, making sure she received all the love she could afford.

Unfortunately, most predators would make quick work of a girl like her. And if course Tao had dealt with-

Tao's own stomach interrupted her memory with a dangerous groan. It seems her gut had also made quick work of somebody. Perhaps that had been enough reminiscing. Besides, Beverly had been quite simple to raise. Not every child needed to be a trial. Tao stands and works her way to the bathroom.

How many people had gone through the same fate this rude person had gone through? She rounded the corner and gazed at her throne. The grave of who knows how many souls. Her body weight wiggles as if in protest at returning here. But her bowels protest much louder, and far more direly.

The throne in question was custom-built just for her. Even when she'd consumed whole families, this thing hadn't clogged. And it bore the weight of her girth with grace, not a single creak even with her ever-growing paunch.

Soft remains leave her and gather in the watery depths of this mass grave. Another load to flush, another calorie bomb to her diet. It'd be depressing if Tao hadn't convinced herself that every single one deserved it. In a way, it was a throne of victories. One devoid of any evidence of her diet.

How many families fertilized her fields? Just how many bodies had flowed from her pucker like chocolate? She hadn’t dared to keep count. But the number was larger than she would have wanted it to be. Was it wrong? To end so many for the lives of so few? Should she have let her children succumb to the natural order of this disturbed world?

Eat or be Eaten?

No, she had chosen right. Tao had removed countless dangerous men and women from the world. All of whom sought to steal her children’s lives from her. There was no room for doubt, there was always a new threat. A new bully who moved in, a new teacher sifting through their pupils for meals, somebody always wanted a chance at melting her babies.

And she would be there, to grant them the same fate they intended to levy on her kids. Inevitably dropping from her rear like this wretched shopper beneath her. The gathering waste plinking into the cold waters. This was nothing for Tao. After swallowing families whole? One woman was a very simple matter for her to churn. Only the sturdiest of her bones had been able to make it through her.

She cleans herself, not giving her meal a second glance before flushing it away. It’d gather elsewhere for her servants to take care of. She had done her part.

Suddenly, her phone buzzed from the other room. Her great body moves with surprising speed to pick it up. Hua was with a woman. A teacher. And they were heading for here? Was her tracker right? It had messed up before, unfortunate for the woman who had been too far gone to save once they’d realized.

But it was also Hua… This could just be another ploy to fatten her mother. That suspicion grew into an uncomfortable truth.

“That girl… what on earth is she thinking…”

Well, this wasn’t a difficult issue to solve. If anything, it was too easy. She sighs, holding her immense paunch of a gut. She had gained so much weight over these years. And Hua had been disastrous for her waistline.

She only hoped she wouldn’t break 1000 any time soon. She bet 800 was in her future, and she could accept that. But to weigh a literal ton? Even a woman has mighty as her would find growth like that unacceptable.

But it would all be worth it for her children. She’d make any sacrifice for them.

Any.