Utami trembled as she set foot on her university’s campus. For once, she wished she had classes, assignments, a busy schedule. She wanted to be absolutely slammed with schoolwork. Anything to take her mind off of her current predicament.




She wasn’t the only one either. The reason the university was closed in the first place was because of the same source of these fears of hers, the mass disappearances of young women

Ken groaned, feeling himself getting squeezed by more and more of Marie’s mass. She was so thick, so packed, so sturdy, all this muscle and flesh and sinew folded in on itself, pressing him deeper into her body. He didn’t know if he was truly in her uterus, or her stomach, or if a woman such as her had some other organ humanity didn’t have a word for. No word for it and no way to even conceive of what it was.




C

Ken couldn’t relax for even a second. It was bad enough knowing what he knew, that Erina was permanently trapped within that foreign exchange student at his university. He’d heard her muffled screams when he put his ear to Marie’s chubby stomach, so he knew whatever she felt deep inside of her, it wasn’t pleasant.




What made it even worse was knowing she didn’t stop there. More girls at his universit

Ken hadn’t been able to think straight since Marie started coming to his university. When he tried to bring it up in casual conversation with his friends, he was mocked and rebuffed instantly. “You just like her because she’s a foreigner,” his friend Erina grumbled, poking him in the forehead with one finger. “You watch so many American movies, you’re only attracted to red-headed women now.”