“You’re kidding me, The Gourmet Research Society is down to two members from them eating each other? And just when I thought they couldn’t be any bigger thorns in my side…” Sorasaki Hina, the head prefect of Gehenna academy Disciplinary Committee, groaned while rubbing her throbbing temple. This was just what she needed, more digestion paperwork to fill out all night long. She would have to pay the preds a visit, noting where each and every girl ended up on their flabby, rotund forms, poking and prodding their fattened flanks and enormous breasts laden with freshly glorped students, it was such a pain in the ass! She had enough of it to deal with as it was with Aru’s group of thugs going around devouring whoever they pleased… Just the other day, they wiped out an entire class of students, just the four of them! What was the world coming to…

“Well, that’s just the start of it ma’am. After Izumi and Akari scarfed down and mercilessly churned their fellow club members Haruna and Junko, Akari had the bright idea of dragging her glutted and groggy friend down to the School Lunch Club, demanding they cook her up into the perfect dessert to top off her scrumptious lunch for the day. Fuuka was vehemently against the idea, and so a gun fight broke out. I’m still waiting for the total death toll, but I’m told the number of students Akari devoured are at minimum in the double digits, including Izumi and Fuuka themselves." Amau Ako responded, reading the latest report of the head scratching situation. The busty second in command continued, even though she could tell it was just making her boss more and more upset.

"She’s currently being detained for questioning, but our interrogators say she packed away enough meat to make even her bottomless stomach full. All they can get out of her is strained burps and singed scraps of melted clothing and accessories." Hina sighed as she raised her hand, signaling her to stop with the details already, she had heard enough.

"*Siiiiigh*… I need a vacation…" The head prefect absentmindedly uttered. Ako's eyes lit up, as she pulled out a hidden document she was looking for a good opportunity to present to her worn out superior. 

"Funny you should mention that… I have a mission here that has your name written all over it~" With a wink, the taller woman handed the document over, and watched her boss' cute eyes scan it swiftly in front of her. Hina was neutral at first, but towards the end, a look of surprise slipped into her often frowning face. She looked back at Ako confused, wondering if this was truly a serious operation.

"…This isn't a joke, right? You seriously want me to do this?" 

"Of course, ma'am~ You've been so tired and overworked here lately, I thought something more… laid back and filling would be a nice change of pace." 

"S-sure, but… uh… Is she okay with this? I mean, the chances of her being digested are extremely high, so…" 

"Of course, ma'am. Iori will be fully aware of what may or may not happen to her over the course of this mission. And if I may be so bold, I think any of us Disciplinary Committee members would be thrilled at the prospect of adding to our boss' cute-" 

"Alright, that's enough. Keep your fantasies to yourself, Ako." 

"R-right. My apologies, ma'am." 

Ako hung her head in shame, embarrassed to admit she really was imagining herself as nothing more than a part of Hina's cute little butt. Through a winked open eye, she watched her boss look over the document once more, seriously considering accepting it. Hina’s mouth scrunched as she scratched her head, clearly nervous about the potential scandal she'd find herself in if she did end up churning one of her teammates into blubbery body fat…

"Oh, what the hell… Sign me up for it, then. I'll be in my office filling in paperwork until then. If you'll excuse me…" 

Hina said no more as she turned around to walk back to her quarters. Ako watched her walk away, unable to resist licking her lips at the prospect of what her beloved Hina could look like if things go south over the course of the mission. That cute little tight butt of hers… Would it double in size? Triple? Iori was a big girl by comparison… and she knew her boss' metabolism well. Absolutely none of that grunt's body fat was going to be settling on her perfectly flat chest. Everything would either end up on her belly, or packed into those adorably needy cheeks~

"Yes~ Don't you worry, ma'am… I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure this mission is a grand success~" The second in command of the Disciplinary Committee grinned maliciously as she wandered off, eager to make some deals behind the scene to ensure that Sorasaki Hina remained on that beach long enough to melt the fattening scapegoat succubus down to nothing but hip and thigh flab… 

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“………” 

“Something wrong, Shiromi?”

“Oh, n-no ma’am, of course not…”

“Right… Then let’s get ready for the mission.”

In a locker room by the most popular beach in all of Kivotos, two girls begin to disrobe themselves of their typical formal school and work attire. Iori undid her button up shirt and skirt, while Hina tossed aside the jacket she usually had draped over her shoulders. Hina’s complexion was very fair and light, her skin barely seeing sunlight as she kept herself cooped up in her office all day doing mundane paperwork, while Iori’s bronze skin contrasted beautifully next to her. She was always out in the field, going back and forth doing whatever her superiors wanted, and today was no different… She kept trying to reassure herself that was the case, but something in the back of her mind was nagging at her. She was getting a bad feeling about this mission…

“A school swimsuit, Miss Hina?” Iori blurted out without thinking, quickly gritting her teeth in frustration as she realized her foolish blunder right as it left her lips.

“…The shops didn’t have anything in my size, and I’d rather be caught dead than in some cutesy, frilly little girl’s swimwear.”

“A-ah, my apologies…” Iori felt awkward as she fastened her risque two piece bikini. It was black with white accents to match her tail, but now that she was suited up and standing next to Hina in her classic blue school issued one piece with her name on the front, she felt like a stripper standing next to a child…

“…Now that we’re dressed, let’s go over the operation one more time. We need intel on the gang taking refuge on this beach, but due to the laws in place here, eating people is not only legal but encouraged. So, I’ll be temporarily devouring you to make for a disguise to allow us to blend in with them. Any questions so far?” Hina crossed her arms, her face lacking joy as it always did on missions. She always took every operation 100% seriously, no matter how dangerous or lax it was.

“Will you be eating me here, before we head out onto the beach?” Iori asked with a nervous gulp, having never been consumed by another student. Especially not one half her size…

“Negative. The gangs need proof that I’ve eaten someone first hand to avoid conflict, so I’ll be pouncing on you after we set up our lookout. You won’t see it coming, so prepare yourself for the sensation beforehand. You're going to need to try and put up a struggle, we want them to really believe that I decided to betray your trust to sate my appetite." 

The shorter girl rubbed her empty stomach idly, feeling a hungry gurgle emanating from inside. She had skipped eating entirely the day and night before, partly to avoid thrusting her fellow Disciplinary Committee member into a pile of waiting half melted slop, but also because she wanted to be hungry enough to savor and enjoy her meal in full. Iori was looking mighty tasty in that skimpy bikini, with her mouthwatering tan-skinned curves on full display…

"I-I see… Ma'am, I don't mean to overstep my bounds but, you aren't going to actually digest me… right?" Iori felt foolish for asking such a thing, she should have full confidence in her boss' ability to control her digestive system, it's just… she was literally drooling while looking at her. Hina snapped out of her daydream of dining on Iori's succulent body, and looked her dead in the eyes with a seriousness she hadn't seen since the last time they fought together, side by side. 

"Shiromi, you have my word, I won't digest you… probably. It's getting late, let's get this mission started already." Without looking back, Hina trotted out the locker rooms, carrying a duffle bag full of supplies they'd need for their undercover stakeout. A nervous bead of sweat slid down the side of Iori's face as she watched her superior walk away briskly. 

"M-Miss Hina?! Wh-what do you mean by 'probably'?!" That bad feeling in the pit of her gut got worse as she dashed to catch up with her. Being consumed was terrifying, even if everyone takes training for controlling their stomach acids in espionage situations. All it takes is one slip up for the juices to start flowing, and then you're done, you'll be melted down like any other meaty treat. Iori didn't want that… she didn't want to be reduced to an extension of her scary, pint sized boss… but what could she do? Orders were orders, all she could do was believe that she was going to exit her stomach alive by the end of the day…

"Look alive, Shiromi. They're watching us at ten o'clock sharp." Hina stated without too many obvious body movements like a real pro. Sure enough, there they were, the Big Belly Bandits, a group of thugs who ate and churned whoever they pleased. Some of them were sporting huge thrashing guts already, while others were rubbing much softer swells resting in their bloated midsections. Obvious spoils from a recently successful hunt. Unfortunately it was legal to do such activities here, and this gang was using that to their advantage to eat whoever they wanted. All it took was a simple kidnapping and trip to the beach, and anyone was fair game to take a dip in their caustic, ruthless tummies.

"Set up a chair for me, would you? I'll get the umbrella planted." Hina ordered casually. Iori did as she was told, fishing out a top of the line lounging chair that was sure to be comfortable to kick back in. Especially after a nice filling meal of a fellow student… Iori had goosebumps as she set a towel on top of it. Hina could strike at any moment! She felt sick to her stomach… maybe this was a bad idea after all? Surely Miss Sorasaki would understand if she urged her to retreat? She would probably get written up and scolded by both her and Ako, but it beat ending up as food! 

The devil tailed girl turned to discreetly beg for permission to flee, but the only thing she saw waiting for her was a wide, black void coming straight for her face!

"W-wait, Miss Hina, I-" 

CHOMPFF!!

Hina ignored her trembling, pleading voice, assuming it was just her putting on a convincing unwilling prey act. The squirms and buckles she did as her boss slid her lips over her face and head, slurping those long, illustrious white twin tails inside her cheeks… She was really putting up a good fight! Almost like she actually didn't want to be eaten… 

Not bad, Shiromi. But even if you really wanted to get away, it's already over. I'm simply stronger than you.

Hina's mental fortitude was no mere boast, she really did have Iori's struggles under control. Despite being much shorter than her, it was easy to detain her arms with her head halfway down her throat. Hina effortlessly scarfed down her underling, lifting her up off the ground as if she weighed nothing. The succubus kicked her nicely sized legs around uselessly, but it didn't stop her from savoring her prey's wonderful, marshmallowy soft breasts~ There was a layer of sweat clinging to her that added such a salty edge to the malleable orbs, Hina couldn't help but skip her tongue inside her top and get a taste of those delicious, hard nipples. 

I-I thought I was prepared for being eaten, but this is beyond GROSS! M-Miss Hina, please stop licking me theeeeere!!

Iori's squeals could not be heard by her predator, but she felt the vibrations of her high pitched voice bouncing all around her growing midsection. It was a strange yet satisfying sensation, feeling the voice of your food silenced by one's own hungry tummy. It spurred Hina to get on with her meal, so she could take a load off on the chair and get to work spying on their targets. By now, the duo had attracted quite a lot of attention on the beach, including said targets. Everyone was watching her gobble down Iori like a quick and easy snack, there were even some people cheering her on! Hina felt her cheeks blush, she didn't need that kind of attention… 

Mmmpff, slurrrp, smack, licky licky…

It felt foreign to get so into tasting her food, but Iori really did have a marvelous flavor. The head prefect found herself unable to resist dragging her tongue and digging her teeth into Iori’s meat as she slid deeper and deeper into her gullet. She was enjoying munching on her tight little butt cheeks now. The swimsuit briefs did little to shield her from the fangs of her famished boss. The field captain’s bronze legs started to disappear inside, as Hina's throat stretched out with the lump of Shiromi's backside. Her legs were forced together as the rest of her descended, only her long devil tail extending past her scrunched up toes. 

I'll have to eat her again sometime… if I don't digest her here, that is. Her taste is truly exquisite. I can see why so many of our Gehenna classmates have a taste for human flesh these days…

Hina stretched her jaws to snatch up her prey's feet, her tongue extending forward to help drag the last of her inside. There were bits of sand on her soles, but it did little to sully her flavor, her taste shining through that brightly. Iori’s toes were curled from the sensation of the rest of her body being crammed into a tight fleshy sac, and it would only take one more gulp to reunite them with their owner inside her tight belly. It was a good thing their school swimsuits had a part in the middle, because her creamy tummy had exploded out between them, hanging well past her knees without her meal even being finished yet. 

Using her finger to press one of her feet, Hina sent the last of her underling down, slurping her tail as it rushed to join her. A loud SLUUUUURRRPOP rang out, and then it was done. Iori was officially Hina’s food now. 

"uuUUURAAAPPFF… Now that hit the spot~" Iori was heavy as a squirmy lump in her bloated middle, so the head prefect quickly opted to lay down on her freshly prepared throne with haste. She unwound in her seat, wiggling her cute little butt nice and snug for a loooong sit, with a perfect view of the gang of voracious girls gawking at her. She gave Iori's head a firm pat, easily identifiable by the gray halo hovering above her gurgly tum. 

Nhhhghhh!! It's even more gross once you settle in here! Everything around me is so warm, and I can hear every sound her body is making! The gurgles, the glurns, her constant heartbeat… it's like her body wants to digest me! It's so tight in here, I can barely move!

For a while, Hina just sat there, saying absolutely nothing. She might occasionally lick her chops, tasting the lingering flavor of Iori resting upon them, but for the most part, she really was just relaxing. Her eyes were of course glued on the Big Belly Bandits, but they seemed more interested in her than anything else, glaring back like hawks. Her convincing act as a top class predator might be just the ace in the hole that she needed to get closer to them. Best to just keep watching them with feigned disinterest for now, to keep their attention as long as possible.

Gloooorp, glurnnn… glut glut glut…

Huh? Wh-what was that sound? And why's it feel way hotter in here all of the sudden?!

Iori tried to keep herself calm, but she had a feeling she knew what that wet liquid trickling down her back had to be. She bit her lip in frustration, cursing her bad luck for being saddled with this horribly dangerous mission! Why'd it have to be her? Why not Chinatsu? With her medical experience, she was far more suited for such dangerous work involving gastronomic spelunking! Did Ako have it out for her? Was this because of her performance in the last few missions? Surely she wouldn't send her out here to die, would she? Even she wasn't that cruel and heartless… r-right?

"Keep those struggles up, Shiromi. You need to be more convincing as my prey. *Uuuuubpff* Mm, you wouldn't want our cover blown over something so trifling, would you?" Hina reminded her partner by kneeing the side of her stomach, her boney leg sinking into the soft yet taunt surface with ease. Iori reeled from the sensation, feeling more like putty than woman after being trapped in this muggy stomach cauldron for more than an hour already. 

"N-no ma'am, of course not…"

GURGLE

"Nnnff, it's just…"

GLURNNN BLORP

"getting hard to keep-"

GWAARNNNN GLUT GLUT GLUT

"moving…"

"URP…" Hina expelled some more gas, ignoring her underling's clearly waning strength. All Hina knew was that she felt amazing in there, and that was good enough for her. Just as she was about to start dozing off for a midday nap, a grinning face popped into her field of vision… It was one of the Big Belly Bandits!

"Heya~ Hope you don't mind me wandering over… I couldn't resist after that incredible display of beach dominance! You really put that gutslut in her place, huh?" The raven haired girl noted while sizing up the small girl's enormous belly. It was practically bigger than the rest of her body by itself, and that was impressive, even for seasoned predators like them. 

"Guess so. She was just some dumb classmate I tricked into coming here. She tasted as good as she looked, believe me~" The disguised head prefect squished the softening belly bulge in her arms, hugging and rubbing the sides tightly. Iori moaned in pain, but Hina paid it no mind. She was probably just hamming it up as another helpless prey act.

"No kidding? Say, you wanna come over here and hang with us? We're always looking for new members, and I think you've got the guts to rise to the top… literally~ Just say the word, I'll get someone to move that chair for ya." 

Hina pretended like she was thinking it over while grinning in delight on the inside. They took the bait, hook, line, and sinker! If she could get chummy with them, then she might be able to gather enough info to bust the entire gang in a day or two tops. With a grunt, the head prefect rose from her chair, her big belly swell jutting out and hanging low in front of her looking majestic to all the grunts admiring her. 

"Sounds cool to me. Just gimmie a sec to waddle over…" 

"Sure sure, take all the time ya need! Oi, someone move this chair, pronto! Put it right in the middle, everyone's gonna want to talk to her!" Two runts dashed over and got to work moving the chair together. Hina waddled nice and slow after them, her sloshy tum rocking from side to side with every slow, lumbering step. Hina thought she heard sobbing coming from her belly, and knew this was the last chance she'd have to speak to Iori for a while. In a low whisper, she leaned forward and said her peace.

"Shiromi, do you hear me? I'm heading over to engage with the enemy.  Keep kicking and squirming like you want to get out, I can barely feel you moving at all now. You might be stuck in there a bit longer than anticipated, but don't worry, I'm sure your body can handle it. Okay…?" 

"…………glrrrp……" 

Iori… was incapable of responding. This should have been obvious if Hina was paying attention to her missing halo, but alas, she was too absorbed in the situation at hand. Iori had already passed out, and the acids were rising over her at an alarming rate. They were already well over her head, meaning she was probably already choking on scalding hot acids. Any movements her body was making were involuntary, and merely a result of the swirling blender that was Hina's terrifying stomach ripping her to shreds. A broth of white hair mixed with the sloughed creamy flesh and shreds of her digested black bikini, while the bleached bones of the field captain began slowly collecting at the bottom. 

Hina's belly took on a soft, round shape, indicating that her stomach's occupant was already well on her way to digestion, but Hina herself was completely unaware. She just kept on waking, burping, and patting her rumbly tummy, assuming everything was still going according to plan. 

"Okay, can't talk anymore Shiromi. Just keep on doing what you're doing and they won't suspect a thing. I'll try and get you out of there as fast as I can, but no promises." 

Gurglglgorrrp GROOOAN

Hina's gut sloshed loudly as she flopped back down on her lounging chair, a smug look of satisfaction on her face. She was trying to ham it up, but she really did feel wonderful, she hadn't eaten this well in ages~ Too bad she wasn’t going to get to keep it… Perhaps she could treat Shiromi to a proper feast once she threw her up and they unwound with a nice shower back at the lockers. That sounded like the perfect way to top off a successful mission. 

"So, tell me bout your experience as a pred? There's no way that was your first meal." 

"Yeah, you scarfed her down like a champ! Lemme guess… you don't even keep count of your prey anymore? That's the mark of a true predator!" 

"Your eating technique was top notch! Will you teach me? Pretty please?" 

The plane Jane girls flocking all around her were totally enamored by the tiny girl who was able to eat someone nearly twice her size. Hina had the hunch that maybe it'd be fun to play along and feed them a bunch of lies, and convenient, too. She wanted to be convincing, so that was probably for the best. 

"Oh yeah, I have noooo clue how many gals I've churned. I ate a whole class one time. Ever heard of Gehenna class 4-B? Yeah, didn't think so… it's cus I wiped em all out~" 

"Ehhhh?! No way, a whole class?! That's amazing!!"

"Wow, I did hear about the entirety of class 4-B going missing recently… that was all you? Damn, that's impressive!"

"Kyaaaa~ Can I rub your belly, miss? I'll be as gentle or as rough as you want~" 

"A belly rub sounds nice right about now… Go ahead, then. Show that meat who's boss~" 

"Hell yeah, you're the boss! We'll follow you anywhere, miss!" 

"Holy crap, did she already digest her?! That's gotta be like, a record or something!"

"Wow, I can see that slut's skull near her belly button~ How embarrassing, kyahaha~" 

I could get used to this…

Hina was so in the moment of euphoria, she wasn't even listening to the grunts that confirmed her fellow Disciplinary Committee member's untimely digestion. She just leaned back and enjoyed the cool hands rubbing up and down her shrinking, rotund tum~ That story about class 4-B was a sudden stroke of genius if she did say so herself, she'd have to thank Problem Solver 68 for giving her the perfect cover story by wiping out that entire class in a gluttonous rampage. She would still arrest and condemn them to execution by digestion themselves, but hey, at least they did some good with their acts of utter atrocity. 

The head prefect's eyes began to flutter as endless praise and many sets of hands rubbed her beach ball sized belly. Her seat felt a heck of a lot more snug than it had she first sat down, but she didn't realize it was because Iori was already bloating up her ass with her deluge of dense calories. The band of voracious bandits watched and worshiped her like a snoozing kitty cat, rubbing and petting her till she purred, but eventually day bled into night, and they knew they had to wake the sleeping bottom heavy beauty up to head home. 

"Hey… heyyy… new recruit? It's gettin' late, you might wanna head home before someone snatches you up as a very filling dinner." 

"…Mmnghh? Huh…? Wha… What time is it…? *Yawn*..." Hina stretched in her seat, her muscles feeling stiff from sleeping in one place for far too long. The sole grunt left glanced at her phone, and held up a one and a zero with her fingers.

"It's ten o'clock on the dot, toots. And unless you want me to carry you home in my stomach, which I'd be more than happy to do for ya, I suggest you get up and scram before one of those Disciplinary Committee freaks catches ya. I hear they gobble you down and digest ya on the spot! Guilty until fully melted, they say! How scary!" The black haired grunt waved farewell, before dashing off into the darkness of the night. Hina rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, still half asleep and mewling like a disturbed cat. 

"Nnn… ‘s not true… we don't do thaaaat… *yaaawn*..." 

The groggy head prefect was barely paying attention to the bandit's words, but even she could tell how late it was. She rose to her feet with a wobble, her sloshy yet empty stomach just barely able to fit under her one piece swimsuit. A bit of creamy muffin top was showing through the gap in the front, but it wasn't too bad, all things considered. The real damage was in her backside, good lord was it huge now! She didn't realize it herself just yet, but her butt glistened like a full moon in the night sky. Two fully sized hams jiggled and wobbled like a plate of jello behind her as she waddled absentmindedly towards the lockers, and they were attached to much thicker legs and thighs now. 

She was a bonafide bottom heavy queen with Iori's hefty contributions, with hips wide enough to make even the straightest girl think twice about their sexuality with just a glance, but that wouldn't dawn on her until a few minutes later. She slipped inside the empty public facilities, and tore off her tight swimsuit as fast as she could manage. The hot waters of the shower felt so good cascading down her fattened, plump form. She leaned her head back under the shower head and just let the warm wave of relief wash over her and erase all the fatigue from her lazy day away. 

Today was practically a vacation in itself, but damn did she need it! She'd have to thank Ako when she and Iori returned back to headquarters to report… to report…

Hina blinked with a blank expression. She slowly looked down, and realized that her stomach was empty… but much fatter. Then she looked at her doubled in size legs and thighs. Then her wide, birthing hips. Then she slowly looked over her shoulder, and saw the fattest ass in all of Kivotos staring up at her! Even in her hazed mind, there was only one explanation for all this newfound flab decorating her tiny frame.

"I… digested Shiromi… didn't I? *EUUURRRAAPPF*!!" 

The halo missing from her shrunken belly should have been evidence enough, but then she belched up a singed pair of black ribbons. Ribbons that Iori always used to tie up her twin tails… Hina stared at the saliva soaked, half melted hair accessories sucked up into the drain on the shower floor. The sight of them filled her with a sense of sadness, but also strangely a feeling of triumph. Her body had completely dominated Shiromi's, and broken it down into all this flab hanging off of her. It was going to take some getting used to being this much more bottom heavy, but she has to admit this was making her feel strangely good. 

Her hands slid up and down her plush sides, she groped and squeezed herself all over, there was softness no matter where she felt. She had a full on muffin top now, and while none of Iori went to her breasts, she really didn't care too much. It felt good to have a bigger girl churned and condensed almost entirely to her backside. Her tush was a graveyard for the former field captain, who would now be severing her for the rest of her days as obedient butt fat, if she liked it or not. She no longer had a say in the matter, seeing as her life was now forfeit at the hands of Hina’s digestive system. 

"Ugh, but what is everyone going to say about this? I bet Sensei will get a kick out of it…" looking back over her shoulder, the head prefect gyrated her hips from side to side, watching her juicy peach of an ass rhythmically wobble like a pendulum. Yes, she could certainly capture his attention easier with a weapon like this hiding in her skirt, but all this extra weight, surely it will be a hindrance in combat…

"*Siiigh* I'll just have to get used to it. Ako's pretty thick, maybe she'll have some useful tips… I bet she was counting on this to happen to begin with. I should've known better than to go along with her plans. I'll have to give her a piece of my mind next time I see her. Still…" 

Hina's fingers dug into her ample butt fat, enticing a moan of approval from her parted lips. 

"…Maybe I can give her a pass, just this once. This mission was a success with just a single casualty, we definitely have enough info to take all those girls down. Sorry you had to, um, melt for me to succeed, Shiromi…" 

Hina felt awkward talking to her big bubble butt, so she looked the other way, continuing to massage her hand filling cheeks while she pictured Iori trapped inside them. Why did that thought excite her so much…? 

"I should go before someone sees me and thinks I'm a pervert. I guess… you're coming home with me tonight, Shiromi. Let's get dressed…" 

Squeezing back into the uniform she came here in was no easy feat. She kept popping buttons on the front, and her ass cheeks simply couldn't be contained by her now miniscule skirt. She was showing a lot of cheekage below no matter what, but this would have to do for now, at least until she got home. This was so annoying, she was going to have to replace her entire wardrobe! Absolutely nothing in her closet would fit these huge, jiggly buns, nor the thick legs attached to them. School tomorrow was going to be a nightmare, why couldn't it be the weekend?! 

If she got up early enough, maybe she could get to school before anyone saw her and fetch a bigger uniform, but she felt so groggy and tired despite sleeping the entire day away… she just wanted to crawl into her bed and crash for days…

"Forget what I said, Ako will face my wrath. Nobody makes a fool out of me and lives to get away with it. I'm gonna have her fat tits… for breakfast… Zzzz…" 

The head prefect who awakened a voracious appetite dozed off on the train ride home, drool dribbling down her cheek as she dreamed of Ako as a breakfast first thing in the morning. It remains to be seen if she will actually go through with her harsh punishment for the executive officer, but if her growling empty stomach demanding meat was anything to go by, then it looks like a scheming rat was on the menu indeed. Considering the Disciplinary Committee will be low on members very soon, that means it will fall upon Hina herself to find some new members to replace them. Just what she needed… more work. 

Great… just great. Some things never change…

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Another request from  artist-san with colors by  theweirdone445 of Swimsuit Hina after eating her underling Swimsuit Iori, both characters from Blue Archive. I recently have gotten very into this series, so you can expect to see more from me on it in the future! There are so many characters and pairings I like, it's difficult knowing even where to start! Without a doubt, Hina is my top girl, so I figured why not give her Swimsuit version some vore loving with a pic+story combo? I had a lot of fun writing this one, so I hope you enjoy! and make sure to check out Artist-san's other works! He's an incredibly talented artist!

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