The Great Hoshido Eating Contest, Part 2

Hinoka looked across the room to see Corrin leaning against the doorway. Like his brothers before him, the silver-haired prince stood clad in nothing but his swimwear, leaving nearly every inch his creamy skin revealed. His chiseled abs and sculpted pecs almost shined, illuminated under the lanterns’ rays. His thin arms and legs flexed slightly, displaying their lean, dense muscle. Corrin really made Hinoka hate herself sometimes. She had spent half her life longing to meet him and treat him as her brother. She wanted to love him warmly and affectionately as a sibling. But he was just too damn hot to leave it at that. On one hand she knew he wasn’t technically her brother. On the other she wasn’t sure if his feelings were mutual. But that didn’t put a damper on her embarrassing little fantasies. Maybe with her new powers she could make Felicia ‘disappear…’ But in the present she was going to have the privilege of cramming his sexy body down her supple gullet. “Corrin… I see you haven’t gotten your s- er, hands on Sakura yet.”

“Nope, can’t find her anywhere. She was always pretty good at keeping out of the spotlight, though, so no surprise there.”

“Heh, you got that right.”

“But it looks like you’ve managed to gulp down both Ryoma and Takumi, huh?”

“Yup! Wasn’t easy, but I’m pretty damn tough.”

“That’s for sure,” Corrin said, reaching down toward his swim trunks and prying his fingers between his waistband and hips, “Mind if I join you?”

“Uh,” Hinoka stammered and blushed profusely, “Um… Sure!”

“Alright! I hope you don’t mind if I get comfortable” Corrin slipped out of his trunks and tossed them aside. Hinoka desperately tried to avert her eyes from her brother’s enormous cock. The pale meaty flesh rod dangled like a pendulum, nudging against his upper thigh. Damn, Hinoka’s eyes went wide, her cheeks turning red as a beet, He’s got a great body and he’s hung like a mastodon!? Corrin simply smiled and sat down on the pool’s edge, his legs spread displaying his tantalizing member as it dragged lightly against the floor. He lingered there for a moment before pushing himself into the pool. Is he screwing with me? His upper body rose from the water at the same height as she, his breasts just as visible as hers. He stretched his arms and settled into the warm bubbles. H-heheh… This is perfect. “So Corrin how’s the… water?”

“It feels great! After all the time I spent running around hunting for you guys, it’s nice to relax in the pool like this.” He’s really nimble. I need to find a way to get closer to him, so I can to- er, eat him. Glancing at Corrin’s left flank, Hinoka saw the stairway out of the pool. The problem was, she knew he’d be able to easily climb out of the pool, but she would not. She knew that if Corrin managed to get above her, he would certainly jump atop her and swallow her head as his cock brushed against her shoulder. Or… Maybe it wouldn’t. She wasn’t entirely sure. But if there was one way she could guarantee that she wouldn’t fall prey to her well-endowed brother, it would be heading toward the center of the pool. At that point, she would be like a fortress. Since she had eaten two men and Corrin could only possibly eat one girl, she could win by timeout.

Hinoka stood up, her belly bobbing on the water’s surface, and began trudging through the water. Swimming would be incredibly difficult and energy-consuming with her current weight. Corrin arched an eyebrow. Hinoka giggled at his confusion. From her defensive position at the center of the pool, she would repel any attack Corrin might make. “H-hey, little brother,” she stammered between awkward, weightless steps, blushing profusely, “wh-why don’t you come here and let your big sis give you a ‘lil hug?”

In abject darkness, behind two layers of dense muscle and gastric juices, Takumi felt his whole world tremble. He had suffered from some chaotic tossing and turning around his brother’s stomach earlier, but now it felt like the bedlam was due to start again. He nudged at the stomach folds with his toes. “Ryoma,” he questioned, “What’s going on out there?” Ryoma felt Hinoka’s stomach shift and sway sluggishly but strongly as she hurried through the water. “I think she’s moving to intercept Corrin at the center of the pool,” he explained, “She must have a plan.”

“Wait, Corrin is out there!?”

“Er, yes. Does that concern you?”

“Grr…! Hinoka! Don’t go any further!”

“She can’t hear you, Takumi. Why are you so worried?”

“Because she’s walking right into Corrin’s open maw!”

“How? At the center of the pool, she’ll be in the perfect spot to-“”be eaten by a dragon!” Ryoma suddenly felt a chill run up his spine. “Takumi, you’re… Right. How could I have forgotten… Hinoka! You need to stop! Can’t you hear me?”

Corrin cocked his head, clearly puzzled, but then smiled deviously as he saw his sister foolishly position herself at the center of the pool. Hinoka stopped, letting a trio of small waves lose as they rolled over the surface and lapped at Corrin’s abs. The princess heard a sudden muffled scream within her stomach. She sighed, bending over and laying her face against her skin. “Would you guys keep quiet in there,” she whispered, “I’m gonna be helping myself to your brother in just a second here~”

“But Hinoka, don’t you understand!? He’s going to use Dragon Fang!”

Hinoka felt her blood turn to ice. “Oh… Wait…”

Corrin chuckled at seeing all the color drain from Hinoka’s face. Her face had previously looked so cocksure, absolutely convinced that it was the face of the conqueror rather than the conquered. “Um, Corrin,” Hinoka’s voice trembled, “Let’s not get too… Er… Excited now, okay?” The silver-haired prince laughed at the crimson-haired princess, exploding into a column of blinding light. The supple skin of Corrin’s human form was no more. In its place glinted the silver scales of a lithe, horned dragon. The pale lizard’s lean hind legs kicked, producing a deafening splash and propelling its whole body forward into the water. Corrin dove under the surface and sped toward his prey.

Hinoka hurriedly waddled toward the steps. She cast her eyes over the water, but she didn’t see so much as a ripple. Hinoka moved faster than she had expected, already only a few feet from the steps. She felt rather uneasy nonetheless. “Grr… Why the hell did I think this was a good- ack!” A slimy, throbbing cylinder wrapped around her ankle. The slippery tongue glided up her inner thigh, skillfully dodging her vaginal region as it lapped at the underside of her belly. She blushed profusely and attempted to take a step forward using her free leg, only for her tongue-tied appendage to anchor her to the floor. “C-Corrin! Let go of me!”

Corrin could not hear her underwater and did not need to. He was far too busy working his serpentine tongue and giving his sister a good lick. As good as she tasted, Corrin decided it was time to get down to business. He tightened his tongue and began reeling Hinoka in by her ankle. His draconic maw expanded like rubber, utterly engulfing her left foot. He reached forward and grasped her right foot, jamming it inside his mouth with ease. Corrin lingered on those soft, salty soles, his tongue frantically whipping about as it sampled their flavor. He truly loved the taste, but he had to eat Hinoka before he exhausted his dragon form. He angled his slender neck upward and took a long, greedy gulp.

“Eek! Corrin, come on!” Hinoka felt like her legs were swiftly sinking into a hot, mucky bog. She was already knee-deep in the rippling, meaty tube. Deprived of balance the princess fell forward and grabbed the pool’s edge. Though her arms had mostly recovered from her battle against Ryoma, the last thing they wanted was another brutal workout. They would have to suck it up, though, as Hinoka pulled with all her strength, doing whatever she could to escape the dragon’s jaws. Unfortunately she felt the esophagus squeeze around her legs, advancing up her thighs, teeth nudging against her firm rear. His tongue, like a pulsating rope, slid over her cloth-covered cheek and wrapped around her waist. She wiggled her lower body fruitlessly in the dragon’s gullet “Corrin! Quit tasting my ass! Damn it… I wanted to eat you!”

Corrin swallowed up to the start of Hinoka’s stomach curves. He was closer to the surface now, enabling him to hear his sister’s protests. That’s too bad, Hinoka. I’m afraid I’ll be the one dining today. His pale lips began spreading over Hinoka’s belly like a living tidal wave. Her legs slipped further into his throat, her feet kicking the inside of his stomach. As his head expanded to encompass Hinoka’s bloat, his eyes (invisible to most) were spread far apart on either side of the devouring hole. Corrin saw his sister desperately clinging to the pool’s edge. He swallowed up half up her stomach, his mouth sliding over her navel, sucking her body downward, causing her arms to be strained to their limit. Another gulp found some resistance as Hinoka managed to pull herself back out a little. Corrin’s lips lost some progress, now back below her belly button.

Hinoka panted from the effort it took to drag even an inch of her body out of the hungry dragon’s gullet. The humidity of the room was making her dizzy, but she knew that Corrin couldn’t breathe underwater. If she kept this up for long enough, he would have no choice but to regurgitate her legs and come up for air. That’s when I’ll shove him into my throat… Yeah, that’s right, little brother. I’m not finished yet. Hinoka felt the tug and muscular contraction of a gulp around her legs. She responded by performing another pull-up. Rinse and repeat, heh. This’ll be so sim- wait… What’s that feeling on my back? Hinoka felt an oily coldness slipping up her spine. She craned her neck around to see that the dragon’s lips had left the water. Its maw was sliding up the curvature of her back, having nearly conquered her entire gut. “Wha- no! Corrin, let me go!”

Corrin would have smirked, if he was in human form and if his mouth wasn’t filled with his big-bellied sister. His dragon form allowed him to devour at a faster rate than any human could. With a mighty gulp he swallowed Hinoka’s gut, transferring the gigantic bulge from his throat into his belly. Corrin’s scaly stomach brushed against the pool floor, much to his delight. He gulped down her breasts next, resisting the urge to fondle them with his tongue. “Corrin, come on!” The draconic prince ignored his sister’s protests. His unhinged jaws closed around Hinoka’s head, framing her face between his teeth. The slimy tongue hovered over her trembling lip and wide eyes. “NO-“Corrin’s jaws closed around Hinoka’s head, gulping it down and committing the rest of her to the depths of his body.

At that moment, Corrin was shrouded in another burst of light. He transformed back into his human form, and the results might have been rather embarrassing if anyone had been there to watch. His stomach was grotesquely large. It emerged at the side of the pool like a towering pink island, conquering a sixth of the water’s surface area. His lithe, androgynous frame clung to the fleshy boulder by a binding of skin attached to his waist. To the untrained eye he would look as though he lied upon a porcelain waterbed. The amorphous mass jiggled and undulated as water, digestive fluid, and a fiery redheaded girl were tossed and churned behind the elastic viscera. A belch flew from his maw, condensing the fleshy sac around the distinct shape of his sister’s bulk.

“URP! Ah, sorry, Hinoka. You were quite a hearty meal, though!” Corrin chuckled as a small imprint of a fist momentarily appeared on the surface of the fleshy ocean. “Oh, come on, sis! I won, no need to be a crybaby about it.”

“Hmph,” Hinoka crossed her arms and glanced to her left, even though she was blind regardless. “Hey, I have a right to be a little pouty, brother. I was doing great until you came along… and you haven’t won yet, y’know! Sakura is still out there.”

“True, but I could easily win by the clock… Hm… No. I won’t be doing that.”

“You’re going to hunt her down? But how are you even gonna move?” Corrin’s eyelids fluttered. He was struggling to stay conscious after expending so much energy to devour such an enormous meal. “I think I’ve figured that out… But… I’m gonna need a quick rest.”

“A quick rest? But what if Sakura-“ Hinoka interrupted herself as she heard Corrin begin to softly snore. His heartbeat slowed, his breathing became delicate and evenly spaced. “Damn, eating me must’ve been tough. Heh. Glad I wasn’t a total pushover… Huh… What’s this feeling in my belly? Hey, Ryoma, are you okay in there?”

Behind the second layer of oozing folds, Ryoma was experiencing the worst kind of internal struggle. Takumi, occupying the lowest layer of the gastrointestinal onion, had begun fighting against his organic confines. Ryoma felt a firm pressure against the sphincter dividing esophagus and stomach. His gorged gut shifted and bulged from the kicking and thrashing, grinding skin against Hinoka’s internal muscle. “Urgh… Hinoka, I’m afraid Takumi isn’t sitting terribly well… Brother! What is the meaning of this?”

“I’m sick of being forgotten! The whole point of this contest was for me to prove my strength, and now I’m going to break out of here and win, no matter how many throats I have to climb up!”

“What? You’re trying to escape? But you ca-“Ryoma choked. Takumi’s arm burst through his stomach sphincter, shooting up his neck. Ryoma felt a set of fingers tickle the back of his throat.

“Ryoma,” Hinoka said, “What’s wrong? Did you say he was trying to escape? But… How is that possible?” From Ryoma’s distended mouth a hand shot forth, followed by an arm and a shoulder. Takumi was exiting with such force that he seemed to ignore Ryoma’s fatigued attempts at swallowing him back down. Ryoma felt the big ovular shape of Takumi’s fist punch through his throat and grab his lower teeth. His throat muscles flexed with each attempted gulp, but nothing halted Takumi’s escape. Before long he flung himself out of Ryoma’s mouth, splashing into the soupy liquid mixture. He resurfaced, spitting some of the fluids back into the frothy expanse. Ryoma was slumped against Hinoka’s sternum, panting. “You… Managed to escape?”

“Well, it wasn’t that hard. I haven’t had to expend any energy this whole time. Now that everyone has tired themselves out, I can fight my way back up the food chain and claim victory.” Ryoma groaned. Takumi’s rebellion had been unexpected, and his strength was very surprising. Ryoma was totally drained. “Well… I’m too fatigued to fight you, Takumi. Just get this over with.”

“Heh, you think I’m gonna eat you? Afraid not; you’d make me too heavy
to get out of Hinoka’s stomach, and I intend on eating her first. Actually… I want you to help me.”

“Hm? And why would I help you?”

“Because… I can set you up with a date... with Kagero.”

“…Really?”

“Yup. Just struggle a little when I go in for Hinoka.”

“…I agree to your terms. If you’re lying, I will disown you as a brother.”

“Alright, then I’ve got nothing to worry about.”

Hinoka felt like her stomach’s occupant had performed cellular fission. What had once been a single bloated mass had shifted and slipped all around her insides. Now two weighty presences sloshed around in her belly. She began poking her squishy bloat, now far less stable than it had been before. “Um, Ryoma? Are you okay in there?”

“Yes, Hinoka, I am fine.”

“Er, are you sure?”

“Absolutely. Has Corrin woken up?”

“Nope, he’s still snoring. I’m kind of surprised that-“The vast visceral
walls quaked and shuddered. Hinoka braced herself by grabbing two folds. Juices splashed all over her face. Finally, the environment was motionless again. “Whoa," Ryoma exclaimed, "What just happened!?”

“I don't know! It almost feels like Corrin just fell into a pit or something… But how? He was just in the bath!” Then a familiar, petite voice whimpered somewhere outside Corrin’s stomach. “H-Hinoka!? Corrin ate you!?”

“Sakura? What are you doing out there?”

“I-I-I just used my magic to warp Corrin over to me… He said he would help me win…”

“What?”

“Yeah… Um… He said he would eat everyone and then… Feed
himself… To me…”

“You’ve gotta be kidding! Corrin! Wake up!” Hinoka began furiously slamming her fists against the stomach walls. She tried kicking but her legs were weighed down by her own belly. “You were gonna let Sakura cheat?
Come on!” Behind the second layer of flesh Takumi and Ryoma both heard Hinoka’s disappointment. Takumi was almost shaking in irritation. “Corrin was working with Sakura so she could win with no effort! Damn him for being so nice!”

“Takumi, this is technically within the rules…”

“What? Is your soft spot for Sakura seriously that bad?”

“Hmph. Regardless, I’m still too weak to escape, and we still have our deal. If you still want to win, you’d better get moving, shouldn’t you, brother?”

“I was hoping to wait a little longer, but I guess my little sister forced my hand.”

“Best of luck.”

Takumi nodded in the darkness. He and Ryoma traded spots and before Hinoka could question anything, Takumi was forcing his way up her throat. His whole torso had entered the fleshy portal. “Ack! Ryoma, you aren’t getting out! *Gulp*” Takumi felt the squeeze of esophageal muscles and came tumbling back into the puddle of juices, his face slamming into Ryoma’s thigh. He immediately sat back up. “Haha! Sorry, but any food that goes into my belly stays there! Well, until it ‘exits,’ anyway…”

Takumi groaned. “I’m sure as hell not coming out of your ass, sister. Ryoma,” he held out his legs, “help me out.”

“Understood.” Ryoma grabbed Takumi’s legs and forced his body through the sphincter. One gulp after another sent rolling waves of muscle in Takumi’s direction. The gullet tried to seize the prince and drag him back into the steaming depths, yet he refused to be contained. Hinoka grimaced and bit her lip, determined to keep her rebellious snack down. “Gah! Ryoma, you’re even tougher than when you were outside my belly! No matter… I’ll- HACK!” Takumi’s arm shot out of Hinoka’s mouth. The redhead desperately clenched her jaws but she was powerless as a second arm emerged from her gullet. Takumi’s head came out next, followed by his torso, pelvis, thighs, and finally his feet. The prince fell into the puddle of liquid opposite the princess. Hinoka coughed and sputtered. Takumi, meanwhile, rose from the digestive soup with a demon’s smirk.

“Takumi!? What are you doing, coming out of my mouth?”

“Well, I was preoccupied this morning, so I missed breakfast. But… Now I think I’ll treat myself to a spicy little sister-snack.”

“Heh! You think you can take me on? Bring it on, you little shrimp!”

Back outside, Corrin stretched his arms and opened his eyes to the golden overhanging lights of the bathhouse halls. He smiled and yawned, but something was a little off. A warm wetness was expanding over the north pole of his globular belly. He tilted his head down and saw a familiar rose-haired shrine maiden clad in a rather interesting white swimsuit. It was a leotard that clung tightly to her figure, ending in frilly fringe at her arms and a feathery skirt around her thighs. Her face was buried in his stomach, her lips struggling to roll over even a head’s worth of fleshy surface area. Her eyes looked up and locked with Corrin’s. She recoiled, her lips leaving a salivary circle on the belly, and gasped. “Sakura! You teleported me?”

“Um… Yeah, sorry. Is that okay?”

“Of course! That was a brilliant idea. But it looks like you’re having a little trouble making a meal of your big brother, huh?” Sakura’s cheeks turned the same color as her hair. “Er… I apologize. I think this whole idea of eating people is just… Against my nature.”

“Hm? How so?”

“Well I’m not like Hinoka or Ryoma at a feast. I don’t pig out… I just eat small bites. I’m not much of a warrior, either, and fighting is a big part of this contest.”

“But Sakura, remember our agreement? I’d get through everyone else to make this easy for you.”

“…Yes, but, looking at how big you’ve grown…”

“No buts! Well, actually, I have an idea now. Go behind me and grab my feet.” Sakura's corneas expanded. “Don’t freak out! I’m gonna walk you through this. It’ll be just like slurping up a roast eel.” Sakura obeyed and began circumnavigating Corrin’s engorged stomach. “But Corrin, I don’t eat meat…”

“Eh? Okay, then, I’ll be… A big radish.” Sakura froze halfway past Corrin. “A… Radish?”

“Yup. A big ‘ol white vegetable. That tastes like a person. Right. Ignore that second part.” Sakura took another step forward. “O-okay. I’ll trust you, big brother, just like I have for a while now.”

Before she knew it, the pink-headed princess held her brother’s ankles in her delicate hands. His legs dangled off the back of the bulbous mound, leading into his statuesque ass. She stared into the undulating flesh-hill that rose up before her. There was something rather comforting about knowing that her siblings were behind that skin in a warm, gooey embrace. On the other hand, the thought of Corrin gobbling up everyone, including Ryoma, was a little disconcerting. How strong was he, really? T-that doesn’t matter… He’s our brother… He… He’s letting me win. “Okay, Sakura, now close your eyes and open wide.” She nodded and abided, slowly allowing the pearly gates of her maw to creak open. Corrin flexed his toes teasingly. “Come on, sis! Dig in!”

Sakura curled her tongue around the salty toes, tasting all ten of the tiny digits as they danced on her flattened palate. Her eyes softly shut as she breathed in the feeling of harmonious bliss. She greedily slurped both feet into her mouth. “Good job,” Corrin said, “now start gulping down the rest of my legs. Keep good posture; if you bend your body too much your muscles will have to work harder to push me into your tummy.” Sakura believed him. She kept her body straight and carried Corrin’s calves into her maw. His feet had already formed a sizeable distension in her neck. She gulped again, sucking his lower thighs into her stretchy lips. Corrin’s feet were somewhere inside her chest, buried behind the dense network of muscle and tissue. Sakura breathed deeply through her nose. She was fascinated that she was devouring her brother, a living being, bringing him into her body. He was inside her, like any little foodstuff, yet he was alive. He was moving. He was warm. He was delicious. Sakura was beginning to question whether she truly disliked meat.

Corrin felt Sakura’s lips advance over his butt and penis, which was rather embarrassing, but luckily she seemed too drunk on his taste to notice. He then felt as her mouth began to engulf his belly. She seemed to be having some trouble, but she was steadily making progress. He smiled, admiring her efforts… Until his stomach began rocking back and forth. Thrashing, punching, and kicking combined into a storm of struggles, resulting in a rather unpleasant bellyache. “Ooh… What’s happening in there?” Impressions of arms, legs, and faces danced furiously on the pink surface. “Did Hinoka let one of her meals escape just to rebel against me?” Sakura emitted a worried moan. Her lips her were slipping off of the ever-shifting bloat. “It’s okay, sis. Just… Start eating a little quicker, okay?”

Inside Corrin’s stomach, Hinoka had wrestled Takumi into submission. She had him in a chokehold, his back braced against her man-sized belly. The acid-soaked redhead giggled. “Told ya, Takumi. Nothing escapes my belly, and anything that does goes right back inside! Now… Stay down this time!” Hinoka’s maw opened wide, lips spreading over the back off Takumi’s head, gulping down his ponytail. “No way, Hinoka. The only one who’s gonna be food in here is you. Ryoma, now!” Takumi felt the belly behind his back descend into squirmy chaos as Ryoma ignited his rebellion. Hinoka struggled to keep Takumi immobilized. Eventually the prince broke free, allowing his hair to escape the ravenous redhead’s throat.

Takumi spun around and, wasting no time, opened wide and swallowed Hinoka’s head in a single gulp. Her shoulders knocked against his left and right lips. She punched him in his ribs with one hand and pushed against his chest with the other. Ignoring her, Takumi spread his maw over her shoulders. He grabbed her forearms and pressed them tightly to her sides. Her arms easily broke out of his attempt to restrain them. Realizing Hinoka could overpower him, Takumi began gulping her down faster than before. He shoved her forward, pinning her torso against the taut wrinkly wall. As her back smacked against the folds Takumi swallowed up her breasts and ribcage. His lips rested on the transition between her solar plexus and her Ryoma-filled belly. Hinoka’s arms were pinned to her chest, unable to strike at her brother any longer.

“Takumi,” Hinoka’s muffled voice howled out of his stuffed chest, “you bastard! I’m not getting eaten twice today! I’m not-“Hinoka was cut off as a long, juicy gulp sent her dome of a belly sailing into Takumi’s gullet. He craned his neck backward, angling his bloated meal downward, allowing gravity to assist her journey into him. Another gulp brought her hips past his lips. Her legs were all that remained outside, kicking wildly. Takumi’s chest and neck cradled enormous distensions, and with his sister’s incessant squirming they were causing him some discomfort. He quickly swallowed down Hinoka’s belly, depositing it into his. What remained of her knees, shins, and feet were easy pickings. Takumi slurped them up like noodles and sighed as Hinoka tumbled into his stomach. For the first time, it was he who felt the bliss of devouring prey. He was a hunter, after all, so it was only fitting. “Hinoka… You were even more delicious than I expected.”

“Gah,” Hinoka lashed out, desperately punching and thrashing in all directions, only to have her strikes absorbed by the thick muscle, “I can’t believe this!"

“Mmm… You know, I’ve longed to eat you since this contest began. I wondered how tasty you would be. Just as I expected, you were delectable, with quite a nice hint spice. And your struggles are so fiery and passionate…”
Hinoka gave up upon hearing that. “Hmph. Whatever, you don’t have to be weird about it, Takumi.”

“Eheheh… But this feels really good… I want more meals.”

“Yeah, well good luck getting out of here.”

“Oh, don’t worry. I’ve already figured that out.”

“What?”

“Corrin is lying on his side to allow Sakura to eat him.”

“So that means…”

“Yes. I can crawl out with ease.”

Back outside, Corrin felt the weight of his stomach contents shift from his elastic abdominal region toward his flat chest. A pair of arms punched into his throat, forcibly stretching it into its “swallowing” state. Corrin’s belly began to shrink as the pulsating flesh blob wormed its way into his neck. Sakura’s stretched lips lost their grip on the formerly engorged gut. Her mouth closed smaller and smaller around Corrin’s body as its circumference was reduced. “Urk,” Corrin stifled a raucous belch as the hair of his rebellious meal tickled his gullet. With the fatty lump transferred to his chest and neck, Corrin choked through speech. “Sakura, you’ve- gah- got to eat faster… Someone’s esc- urp- ing…”

“Mrph!?” Sakura’s mouth had just rolled over Corrin’s bellybutton, now part of a flattened set of abs. She had barely managed to swallow his legs, and now he wanted her to eat even quicker? Admittedly, he did taste quite nice… Thick, zesty half-dragon meat was still flooding her palate. Her reservations toward carnivorism had fled her mind. She swallowed faster. As the bulge inside Corrin escaped his body, the soft swelling inside Sakura gradually expanded over the hard floor. Her petite chest heaved with the effort it took to swallow so much delectable meat. Sakura advanced up to Corrin’s pectorals. Her tongue slathered both of them… So naughty, she thought, but she did not care. Being a predator felt good. Her eyes shut as she moaned in utter bliss. She never imagined she would be dragging herself over a polished wooden floor, gulping down a willing sentient organism…

Then suddenly, Sakura found that she was unable to swallow. Her gulps no longer tugged her brother into her body. Her throat clamped around his lean frame, but peristalsis failed to take hold. Confounded, she opened her eyes and found another pair staring into hers. Takumi had devoured Corrin’s head and shoulders! He was gliding over Corrin with unprecedented ease… Ease enough to gobble her up in the process, like she was nothing more than a simple roadblock! Sakura released her throat muscles and began backing away. She felt Corrin’s legs flop around her esophageal tunnel. Takumi, meanwhile, claimed any bit of Corrin that she left behind in her strategic retreat. It was rather saddening for her, to release her loving embrace on Corrin to allow Takumi’s greedy ambitions to engulf him.

After Corrin’s feet left Sakura’s mouth, she fell onto the floor and coughed up some excess saliva. She stood up and watched as Takumi, lying upon a mound of his own porcelain flesh, sucked down what remained of Corrin. A tiny bulge disappeared down his throat. He moaned in delight as he rubbed his hands over his monstrous bloat. It groaned and gurgled. Its mass shifted and wobbled. He looked down upon her, like a king atop the highest of thrones, and smiled feverishly. “Ah… They’re all squirming around in there. And all that remains is you, Sakura-berry.”

“Wh-wh,” Sakura trembled, “what did you call me?”

“Mmh… Well, standing there in your pretty little white one-piece, with your sweet pink hair… You almost look like a strawberry, little sister.”

Sakura could not budge. The predator that had nearly consumed the lost prince of Hoshido was gone, replaced by a terrified little girl. Takumi smirked smugly atop his mound. “And you know what we do with strawberries, Sakura… Down the hatch!” The fleshy mound suddenly lurched forth, its maw agape, ready to swallow Sakura with one bite…

“Hinoka,” Corrin said. He laid atop her belly, trying to look in the direction he thought her face was. When she groaned in disappointment, he turned to face her, only to accidentally grope her breast. Hinoka groaned and blushed. Corrin also blushed as he scrambled backward, falling off the spherical bloat and sliding into the space between Hinoka’s belly and Takumi’s stomach folds. He sat back up, his eyes adjusting to the darkness, and looked into Hinoka’s frowning countenance. “So… He got you too.” He shrugged.

“Damn it, Corrin! Why didn’t you fight back? You could’ve transformed!”

“I was still inside Sakura. I didn’t want to hurt her.”

“Whoa, she was actually doing it? And it was like a tug-of-war?”

“Yeah, with me in the middle.” Corrin reached upward and felt around the viscera for the entry sphincter. He felt his hand sink into the inverted pit. The firm tube clamped his hand and spat it back out. Hinoka’s ears perked up at the stubborn squelching. “Corrin, do you think you can escape through his throat?”

“Maybe,” Corrin nodded and drummed his fingers over Hinoka’s belly, “But I’ll need your help.”

“Sure thing,” Hinoka said, “I’d hate to see Takumi- HACK!” Before the princess could finish her sentence an arm appeared from her mouth- Ryoma’s. His head and shoulders emerged next, and within moments the eldest brother plopped onto the shifting floor. Having joined his siblings in Takumi’s belly, Ryoma sat up and announced his intentions. He was between his brother and sister, glancing at both while speaking. “Hinoka, Corrin, I’m afraid I cannot allow you to get in Takumi’s way. We have an agreement, you see.”

“Huh,” Hinoka exclaimed, “what the hell did he offer you?”

“It doesn’t matter. I will fight both of you now!” Ryoma threw a punch at Hinoka, who ducked to the side and caught his arm with both of her hands. He prepared a second strike, only to feel a sudden stab beneath his shoulder. Rapidly losing consciousness, he turned back to see that Corrin had struck him. “Damn you, bro…ther…” Without another word the unconscious warrior fell into the liquid-coated floor with a plop. Hinoka sighed. “Well, that was quick. Thanks, Corrin. I was afraid that was gonna be a repeat of my fight with him earlier… Except I don’t have a pool to toss him into.” Corrin nodded. “Hinoka, I don’t think Sakura will have the strength to beat Takumi on her own.”

She nodded as well. “Yeah, but I don’t want Takumi to win. So what do we do?”

“Come over here,” Corrin said, and Hinoka obliged, climbing over Ryoma’s unconscious body. “Do you think you can support me on your shoulders?”

“Yeah sure,” she giggled, bending forward and offering her back as a platform, “as long as you don’t turn into a dragon again.” Corrin wrapped his legs around the trunk of Hinoka’s neck. She blushed as his cock bristled through her hair, but ignored her embarrassment for the matter at hand. Hinoka lifted Corrin up and helped his upper body to penetrate the mucus layer covering the esophageal sphincter.

Sakura watched with wide eyes as a dripping, shimmering cavern descended upon her. Its entrance sat upon a vast hillside which seemed to march in her direction. The closer the tunnel came the more details Sakura could see. Foamy liquid drizzled into the pit of the cave’s foyer. A plump red serpent curled and twisted in the pit, bathing in the fluid. It was surrounded by numerous white rock formations, sharp and jagged on the roof and floor. A lone pink stalactite dangled above the black abyss leading deeper into the cave, where no light could escape. And no living thing could escape those steamy depths, either. Sakura knew that anyone who passed by those pearly gates would never be heard from again. She would never willingly enter this cave, and neither would anyone else she knew. But Hinoka, Corrin, and Ryoma were all trapped in there… And if this hill kept coming, she would join them soon.

Chomp! The cave entrance fell over her, sealing over her waist. The slimy snake enfolded her and nestled its pointed head in her cheek. Sticky slime soaked her face and chest. A forceful wind swept her off her feet and drew her further inside. The roof and floor were closer together than Sakura had realized. As the eyeless serpent lovingly squeezed her, she felt like every part of the foyer seemed tight enough to hold her in place permanently. It was quite claustrophobic, with hot air from deeper inside blasting her face, and every movement she made being met with stiff resistance. A moan reverberated around the chamber. It seemed as though it came from deeper within the cave- a terrible beast ready to claim her, howling in anticipation. She noticed that her legs still dangled outside the mouth of the cave up to her thighs. She tried wiggling her butt out of the serpent’s grip, but it responded by constricting harder than before.

The snake began squeezing her hips to convey her deeper inside. The wet, puffy walls under the stalactite seized her face. She kicked her legs in every direction, hoping to forestall her fate by clinging to the hillside. But it was futile. The gales kept blowing and forcing her down. Soon only her ankles stayed outside. The monster below howled louder and louder. Tears welled up in Sakura’s pupils. “N-no… If Takumi eats me he’ll win…” The girl was practically in free-fall as she slid down the frictionless tube. But to Sakura’s astonishment, her face knocked against a solid object. It was soft and organic, like everything that surrounded her at that moment, but somehow foreign to Takumi’s bodily environment. Sakura’s frown turned to a smile as a pair of strong hands reached up and grabbed her shoulders. “Corrin!”

“Sakura! You knew it was me?”

“Yes… I um… R-remembered your hands.”

“Hm, interesting. Speaking of hands, you’re about to seize victory, sister.”

“What!? How, Corrin? Takumi’s too-“A clench of muscle squeezed Sakura and Corrin as Takumi attempted a swallow, which was resisted by Corrin and Hinoka’s combined strength. Sakura gasped at the rather sensual peristalsis massage, along with the strength her other siblings possessed. “Wow, Corrin. You and Hinoka are working together?”

“Yup. See, he isn’t too strong or too big, not if you’ve got the right strategy anyway.”

“But how do I defeat him?”

“Same way you defeated me,” Corrin smiled, “listen, here’s what you should do…”

Takumi desperately swallowed again and again. Sakura’s little feet simply refused to be eaten. He grabbed her feet and shoved, but they wouldn’t go in any further. Takumi would have cursed Hinoka and Corrin for their meddling but his mouth was forced agape. His problem became far worse when her legs began sliding back out of his maw, propelled by something from within. Beneath Sakura he felt some squirmy cord tickling his gullet. Sakura’s thighs popped out of his tight lips, followed by the frills of her swimsuit, her waist, and her shoulders. As Takumi looked down and saw Sakura’s head escape, he also saw the ropey white appendages that had helped her. They were Corrin’s, courtesy of his Dragon Fang ability. They disappeared back down his throat the moment Sakura plopped back onto the floor. Takumi coughed, wiping saliva off his cheeks and chin. “Guh… Corrin, I can’t believe how much of a nuisance you can be.”

Sakura didn’t miss a beat. She landed like a cat and immediately ran off. “Little sister! You think you can change anything by running off? There’s only ten minutes left! I’ll just win by waiting…” Sakura rounded a corner and was out of sight. “And you know what? I love the feeling of you guys in my gut! You could’ve just given up; you could’ve just slid into my belly… We could’ve all been together. Who cares about who wins anyway… Honestly, I’m just enjoying getting so close with my family! Ha…”

Takumi folded his arms and stared into the hall. The fancily lit corridor was as blank as his thoughts. Only the pleasurable movements of his brother and his sister kept him entertained. He wondered what his larger brother was up to… Maybe one of those two had eaten him? How could they resist, after all? The sensation of rippling esophageal muscles being strained and tested, squeezing a heavy organic presence into the tight confines of the stomach… It was beyond incredible. But the fright of being on the receiving end… Takumi was not so fond of that. But fortunately he was in no danger from Sakura. No one was afraid of Sakura, and why would they be? She was cute, undeniably, but she was shy, dependable, weak...

Something was wrong. Takumi had been momentarily blinded by some weird light. He was no longer in the hall, but was instead in the bath room, buffeted by steam. Water spread out before him. His belly was teetering on the edge of the pool. Takumi’s legs dangled over the back of his bloat, so his toes were just barely able to touch the floor. He felt himself tilting forward, threatening to fall into the water. Takumi pulled himself back and tried to remain still. Unfortunately moist, slippery floor turned his movements against him. His belly swayed and slid slowly over the tiles. If he wasn’t careful it would only be a matter of time before he fell into the water. “Grr… This must be Sakura’s doing.” He looked left and right. Nothing, save for glowing yellow exits on the adjacent walls, obscured by the thick mist. “Sakura, what’s your game, here?”

His question was answered when a small creature slammed into the back of his belly. More of his bloat rolled over the edge. “Gr! Sister!” Takumi twisted his torso and grabbed the edge of the pool. He yanked himself and spun around, pivoting on belly like a top. With his arm outstretched he managed to scoop Sakura off the floor with his mouth agape. She yelped as her brother’s maw came at her, but just before his lips passed over her crown he tumbled into the bath. A white explosion sprayed all over the tiles as both siblings fell over the edge. One watching the scene from afar would have seen Sakura and Takumi vanish into the splash. No indication of their existence remained. But an observer would have then heard a loud squelch. The water bubbled and gurgled as it was sucked into some sort of drain.

“Ugh…” Takumi shook his head after the impact of the water dazed him. He slowly regained his senses. Moist air washed over his face. Water rushed by his ears and ran over his back in brief spurts. Each surge was preceded by a deep bubbly slosh, like a pump transferring liquid. “Now, Sakura, where are…? Huh?” When Takumi opened his eyes he saw the vague outlines of veins behind throbbing red flesh. After a glorp the meaty tube contracted, clenching his face, squeezing him further. More water rushed by his head and into the gurgling darkness. The flow kept increasing in volume. “No! This can’t be happening! Sakura, let me out right now! I- I just wanted to win!” Takumi received no response but another deafening gulp. His face was mashed against the sphincter- the entrance to the stomach. “Grr- I’m already this far inside?”

The ring of muscle expanded over his face and engulfed his head up to the base of his neck. Water continued to pour into the stomach. Takumi’s vision adjusted to the darkness and he saw that the gourd-shaped interior already held more water than a bathtub. His shoulders and forearms entered the stomach next as his head dunked below the water. He wiggled both arms through the sphincter and pressed onto the muscled floor to raise his head above the liquid. Takumi did not have to wait long for his gut to join him within Sakura’s. Peristalsis popped his bloat into the slimy cavity, mashing his face into one of its rubbery walls. He groaned and pushed against the undulating viscera, just as his legs dropped inside, splashing quietly into the petite Hoshidan princess’s belly.

Takumi flipped onto his back and sank below the water’s surface. He scrambled back up to the surface, nearly standing upright and finding that his feet just barely touched the thick muscular layer comprising the floor. His eyes soon adjusted to the blackness and he saw that the inside of his sister’s stomach had grown wide enough to fit at least five men of his size. It was a veritable cavern of pulsing pink walls and shimmering water. “By the gods… How much did she drink!?”

Sakura squinted her eyes. Every muscle felt sore, like she had been run over by a fleet of stampeding horses after pigging out at an all-you-can-eat buffet. Groaning, she ran her hands through her hair, which was soaked. She caressed her throat, which felt like it had ruptured after bulging grotesquely with its single largest meal ever. She stuck out her tongue, which was so oversaturated with water it felt like it would melt in her mouth. When Sakura finally opened her eyes she saw nothing but a featureless peach floor. Light glinted off its moisture-coated surface. It seemed to quiver and swell like a waterbed. In fact, as she reached out and touched the surface, her hand seemed to sink into it. She also felt a strange shiver, seemingly originating from that spot. One fact quickly became obvious to Sakura. It wasn’t a floor. It was her stomach.

Sakura gasped, realizing she had swallowed an entire pool’s worth of water. The shiny amorphous mound filled a third of the empty bathing space. The princess’s tiny body looked like it was grafted onto a mass of meat that towered over the edges of the pool it was in. Her flesh was so distended that her nerves had temporarily gone numb. Now that sensitivity was returning to her gut she felt the cold tickling of the countless gallons of water sloshing against her meaty innards. She also felt as a rather aggressive punch impacted against the left flank of her body. “Ouch! T-Takumi?”

“Sakura! Let me out right now!

Takumi landed another nasty strike against the organic wall. Sakura panted. “Ouff… Brother… You’re gonna give me a tummy ache… and… I think I’m going to… URRP!”

Sakura covered her mouth. “Eek! That was embarrassing… Takumi, please don’t struggle…”

“But I- I wanted to win!”

“But brother, don’t you remember the rules? The winner is whoever eats the rest of the contestants… And I, um… Well…” Sakura’s cheeks flushed a lazy crimson. “I kind of ate everyone… Tee-hee.”

“Don’t laugh! You just got lucky!”

“I’m afraid not, Takumi,” a familiar female voice said.

Sakura saw Lilith descend before her, hovering inches above the flesh-floor. “Everyone,” the blue dragon announced, “The winner of the first Hoshido Noble Nom-athon is… Sakura!”

The princess giggled. “Yay!”

The prince inside the princess groaned. “But come on, she cheated! She used magic!”

“Nope! The rules state no offensive or regenerative magic, and Sakura used Rescue, which is neither.”

“But she used it to win!”

“Yes, and if you had been a little quicker, you could have taken advantage of it! Sakura won because she countered your attempt at grabbing her.”
Sakura laid a finger on her lips. “I… did?”

“Yes! Quite a good strategy!”

“Um… I mean, I just screamed and Takumi went right down my throat- ow!”
Takumi may have lost, but he still was not happy. “Grr! I won’t accept this! I won’t-“Takumi coughed as Corrin forced his way out of his throat. He was followed by Hinoka and Ryoma. Takumi felt like his mouth was the back door of the mess hall. The four siblings sat in a circle waist-deep in the soupy waters. Corrin, Hinoka, and Ryoma all rested against the stomach walls while Takumi looked like he was going to pull his hair out. “Congratulations, Sakura,” Ryoma said, “You’ve done well.”

“Yeah,” Hinoka agreed, “good job!”

Corrin smiled. “I knew you could do it!”

Takumi snarled. “Augh! I just…” His shoulders dropped as he finally accepted defeat. “Fine. You win, Sakura.”

Sakura giggled and rubbed her stomach. “Thanks, everyone… Um, Lilith?”

“Yes, my princess?”

“How do I… Er… Get everyone out?”

“I know some magic that could help you purge them.”

“Okay then… Guys?”

Her four siblings simultaneously replied, “Yes?”

“Um… This might sound a little weird, but… Would you guys mind maybe… Staying in there for a while?”

A moment passed with no sound, not even a gurgle from Sakura’s gut. “Not at all,” Corrin replied, “It’s like a hot tub in here! I don’t mind it at all. Right, everyone.”

“Eh, sure,” Hinoka said.

“Yes,” Ryoma said.

Takumi groaned. “Alright… I hate to admit it, but being in your belly is kind of relaxing, Sakura.”

“Mmh…” Sakura floated from consciousness. She felt her siblings snuggle nicely into her stomach folds. “Thanks, guys…”

Lilith watched Sakura drift off into slumber. She hovered near Sakura’s stomach and listened to the tranquil gurgles and calm heartbeat within. The dragon floated off with a smile. She knew that she would not be needed for some time.