Ladybug was running herself ragged recently. Ever since the Akumas first appeared, crime rates in Paris were escalating. With how helpless the police were in combating these threats, street-level criminals figured that they could get away with more. They also believed that the ones who actually dealt with those supervillains would be too busy to bother interfering with lesser law breakers. Such as the case with this thug, who was driving a large semi-truck through the road. Up to this point, she had successfully evaded conventional authorities, but her pursuer was capable of keeping up with her. The constant thwarting of various illegal activities had left the mystical superheroine with low stamina reserves, yet she was still determined to take down this crook. Although, having a bit of help would not hurt; where was Chat Noir?
“You won’t catch me, Ladybitch!” The driver yelled.
LB growled at the comment at continued her pursuit, swinging through the streets with her magic yo-yo. In time, she caught up to the giant black vehicle, and landed on the top of the trailer. The sound of her impacting the metal alerted the driver to her presence, so the criminal grabbed a gun and popped her head out the window to try and shoot Ladybug. LB got a quick look at the woman. She had short brown hair in a bob cut, black irises, and tan skin. Her attire was composed of only a dark gray, short-sleeved shirt as far as the teenager could tell. The lady pulled the trigger, firing a bullet that just missed the side of Ladybug’s head. A few more shots were fired, but none of them were even close to hitting her. The goon kept at it, unaware that the truck was currently swerving out of control.
“Watch the road!” Ladybug warned.
The criminal turned her head to the front of the truck, only to see that it was heading straight for a building. She tried cranking the steering wheel to avoid a collision, but the automobile was moving too fast. Ladybug jumped off of the trailer, landing on the street behind the truck. The truck itself crashed into the building, creating a massive hole in the structure. Ladybug sprinted toward the totaled vehicle, but stopped when she saw what was in the trailer. The backdoor was broken off of its hinges by the crash, and it revealed a group of bloodied boys. The mystical superheroine slowly approached the people in the trailer, seeing that the people inside were all children, none looked over 12 years old. She got a closer look and had to active suppress the urge to vomit as she saw that children were all critically injured; some had their appendages broken, others suffered cracked skulls, and Ladybug could even see the ivory bones jutting out of their bodies.
“Wh-why..?” LB whispered.
Her thoughts were interrupted by an exhausted grunt, coming from the front of the truck. With greater agility than an Olympian, Ladybug leaped over to the left side of the truck, seeing the woman pull herself out of the wreckage. She was injured as well, though surprisingly not to the extent of her cargo. There were scarlet cuts and black bruises all over her face, her clothes were tattered except for the part that covered her breasts. She was shocked to see Ladybug in front of her, and that shock increased when the woman was yanked from the automobile by her.
“Why were those people in the truck?”
The woman, who had a nametag on her chest that read ‘Linda’, heard the anger in the heroine’s voice. “I’m a human trafficker. Those brats were supposed to be shipped off to a wealthy businesswoman with an ‘attraction’ to younger men. Thanks to you, my employer won’t be getting her toys.”
Ladybug’s eyes widened in disgust. Every dark thought in her mind was begging her to punish this woman. The teenager tried hard to fight those urges. Even though this woman was engaging in a horrible crime, she must not respond with such negative emotions, for it could draw the attention of Hawkmoth’s Akumas. In spite of the situation, Linda couldn’t help but smirk at her distraught.
“You know, before they were loaded into the truck, I had some fun with them too.” Linda taunted. “They didn’t like it at first, but soon they were enjoying it as much as I was.”
That was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
Ladybug was now beyond pissed. If there were any reservations about brutally punishing this woman, they were gone. All that mattered was making this bitch suffer, but the question was how. A multitude of different forms of retributions were running through her mind, but they were interrupted by LB’s grumbling stomach. Constant patrols across Paris left less time for eating. Then, an interesting idea popped into her head. She licked her lips, to the confusion of Linda, and opened her mouth. At first, Ladybug’s mouth stopped for a bit, but after a few seconds a popping sound signified that her jaw has unhinged, allowing her to stretch her mouth to inhuman levels. Now, Linda’s eyes widened and before she can curse or scream, her head was shoved into the girl’s maw. Ladybug tuned out the criminals muffled shouts because she was too enamored by her flavor.
“Oh my God!” The school student exclaimed in her head. “This taste is amazing!”
Ladybug let out a pleasurable moan as she savored her prey, forcing more of Linda’s body into her mouth. Now, the brunette’s head was resting in Ladybug’s belly, after enduring a slimy trip through her dark pink throat. Ladybug’s tongue was licking Linda’s bare stomach, getting a few giggles from the still scared woman, before gulping down that section of her body. While this is going on, Ladybug’s stomach has expanded quite a bit, though her magic suit’s fabric does not rip from it. In a matter of minutes, Linda’s legs were currently dangling from Ladybug’s mouth, before they were slurped up like wet noodles. Having finished her unusual meal, Ladybug took a minute to catch her breath. She gasped when she saw her giant squirming gut, but the shock was soon replaced by a new sense of pleasure. Her food’s violent struggle felt like a soothing massage to her, but it did stir up some gas. That gas momentarily ballooned her belly before ascending through her esophagus and being belched out.
~*BBBBBBBBBBEEEEEELLLLCCCCCCHHHH!*~
Ladybug’s crass burp rang out across the streets, carrying a scent of cookies, cakes, and currently digesting human being. A now blushing LB covered her mouth and excused herself, glad that the truck prevented anyone from entering the alley she was in. The teenage crime-fighter decided to flee the scene and make her way back home, not wanting anyone to see her like this.
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Ladybug had arrived at her house, finding it a tight squeeze to fit through her window. Once inside, Ladybug decides to…
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