I slumped to the ground just as Savini slammed the back door shut. I don’t think I even heard the cabins front door open when Jaime, Gunnar and Kane ran back inside. I barely registered it when Jaime came over to lift me up and carry me into the living room, sat me on the couch and started talking with the others.

	Their voices faded in and out. I didn’t have anything to say. I didn’t care about anything they said either, but I didn’t have a choice but to hear them.

	“Okay so empty fucking gas tank was a bust. Is there another car? Alfred’s cousins ride?” Kane or Gunnar said. One of them.

	“I didn’t see one… I’m not keen to wander around in the dark looking for a car we don’t even have the keys too. Even if you could hotwire it we’d have to bust the window to even get in.” Jaime said.

	“Wh-what if we just made a run for it?” Savini said. Forgetting that plan didn’t work out so great for Stephen. Guess he was handling having his boyfriend being eaten right in front of him a lot better than I was.

	“It was a half an hour drive just to get here from that gas station. I don’t think it’s going to have a problem picking us off in pitch darkness through the woods. And that’s if we don’t trip and fall into a ditch not being able to see out there.” Jaime said, shooting down ideas without any of his own to offer.

	“What if we just bunker down then? Lock the doors and windows and just… wait it out? The bus will show up tomorrow, we can just get on and tell them to get the fuck back to town.” Savini offered instead.

	“Oh yeah, a couple locked doors is totally gonna be enough to stop that thing. Plan Let’s Be A Bunch Of Pussies wouldn’t last us through two hours.” Kane or Gunnar said.

	“Yeah man fuck this running or hiding shit. There’s five of us and one of her, let’s just mob her down!” The other one said. They were being generous in counting me into that assessment of numbers.

	“I guess… there are some frying pans in the kitchen. Probably a baseball bat or two somewhere.” Jaime said. Wouldn’t have figured he’d entertain the blunt force approach, but they were pretty desperate at this point.

	“A-are you serious? You really think we’d stand a chance against that monster?” Savini said. I noticed him holding a bong, and he looked down at it like he was checking if it would work as something to bust over someones head in a pinch.

	“Me and Kane will do the big boy trashing. You guys get her from behind, or at worst act as a distraction.” Gunnar (I guess) said particularly looking at me. “We’ll keep her from getting the chomp on ya, if we work together it’ll work!”

	Just when they seemed to reach a consensus about it the lights went out. Total darkness enveloped us. A girly scream of fright slipped out. I liked to imagine it came from Kane.

	“What the fuck!? She cut the power!” Someone cursed.

	“Holy shell… holy shell holy shell.” Someone prayed.

	“C-calm down, I have a…” Jaime said, I could tell even before he flicked on a flashlight, the beam right in his face before he started shining it around the room.

	There was silence. The only light anyone could see by was the illumination from the flashlight. No one knew what to do. Needless to say, looking to arm up with makeshift weapons in the dark with only one pitiful light source wasn’t just a long shot, it was an impossibility. And it was only a matter of time before the cabin was breached.

	They were all thinking the same thing, because the next person to talk said “Someone has to go check the fusebox.”

	“I’ll go.” I piped up, before anyone else could speak. The light flashed unhelpfully into my face, but I was numb to their shock at volunteering.

	“Are you sure-” but I cut off whoever was talking by standing up and walking towards the pile of luggage Jaime laid out earlier.

	“What if… what if she gets you?” Jaime stupidly asked, aiming his light over my shoulder.

	“I don’t fucking care.” I muttered, opening Jaime’s bag and pulling out a repair kit and replacement fuse, because of course he would have brought one for this trip. Probably researched what kind of fuse would be compatible and everything.

	“Wes… I know how you feel.” It was Savini’s voice, so the flash of anger I felt at those words passed quickly. He actually did know. But I still didn’t want to hear it. “But John wouldn’t want you to just throw yourself away.”

	“You don’t know what he’d want!” I spat, restraining myself from throwing the repair kit at his head. “Do you want to sit in the fucking dark all night while you said to get eaten? No?” I could feel their eyes on me even in the darkness. It just made me fume all the harder.

	“Look… take the flashlight with you, so you can see the fuse box.” Jaime offer, pushing it into my hand.

	“Oh yeah cool, I’ll just wave it around underneath a big neon sign that says free turtle soup.” I grumbled venomously, taking the flashlight while tucking the repair kit under my arm. It was true I’d be blind without it. Guess they were fine with just sitting in the dark in the meanwhile.

	“The fuse box is around the back of the cabin. To the right of the back door.” He continued, ignoring my defeatist bile with a frustratingly calming tone.

	“Well… good luck out there.” One of the meatheads said, but I was already halfway out the door. I just wanted to get away from them. I wanted to get away from everything. Nothing mattered to me anymore. I wasn’t about to give up, but I sure as hell didn’t give a damn about what happened to any of them. Or me.

	Some spark of survival instinct had me aiming the flashlight low as I closed the door behind me and scuttled around the outside of the cabin. No tongue snatched me away the instant I stepped outside, so this was boding well so far.

	It took me a minute to make it around to where the fuse box was. In spite of my state of mind, my heart rose up into my throat with every step. Depression over losing my boyfriend wasn’t enough to quell the my instincts to fear the creature that goes gulp in the night.

	With the busted fuse box before me I started carefully rooting through the repair kit while flipping the utility open and took a look at the damage. It wasn’t broken beyond all reason. In fact it just looked like a single fuse had been yanked out. And before I could reach for the replacement, I saw the yanked fuse sitting on top of the box itself. It had seriously just been unplugged and set aside right there inches away from where it normally should be!

	I felt something behind me. I didn’t turn around to look. If you want to swallow me up from behind then knock yourself out. Letting out a sigh I went ahead and slotted the replacement fuse into place anyway, and through the windows I could see the power come back on inside the cabin. Let there be light, hallelujah.

	That bit of busy work done I guess there’s no avoiding it now. A tremble of hesitation, alarm bells screaming off in my head compelling me to run, I stood to my full height and turned around. Shining the flash light to see the terror on display.

	No matter how much I tried to avoid referring to her directly up until now, I couldn’t deny how aggressively feminine she was from this close. The first thing I saw were wide Yoshi hips and heavy highs. My eyes came right up to exactly the halfway point of her body, so I had to crane my neck back to meet her eyes, and my gaze had to travel all the way up her paunch to do so.

	She peered down at me through half closed eyes and a bemused smile. I resented it, the clear enjoyment she got out of my mixed reaction to her. On the one hand I didn’t care, or more accurately I wanted to not care. But on the other my body reacted on its own, trembling in the presence of an entity so far beyond me on the food chain it made me feel like I wasn’t even a person just to know she existed.

It didn't even seem worth it anymore to be upset anymore about that. To her I was just food. Everything was food. John had been food. It was like getting upset that at a hurricane or flood. The wind and the water sure as hell didn't care about our misery, and neither did she.

I took up every moment she allowed me to have to keep looking her over. I wasn't quite sure if she was showing herself off to me or anything. Maybe just waiting for me to make a move to run so she could cut me off? I couldn't begin to wonder what she was thinking, so I just got as good a look at her from the outside while I still could.

She was definitely unlike any Yoshi I'd ever seen before, even in text books or online photos. Aside from being absolutely huge and having that uncommon black coloring, everywhere that would normally be white was instead completely see through. I could see her tongue resting in her mouth even with her lips closed, and down along her torso I couldn't exactly see internal organs or anything like that but with the light of the flashlight I could see leftover stomach fluids. And the glint of... Glasses. Stephens glasses were still in her gut. No sign of his shell but wow, that was a little eerie.

While I satisfied my fleeting curiosity inspecting her body I noticed something shift in her stomach. Movement? But it was completely empty aside from those digestive leftovers and the all that remained of Stephen. But then there it was again, it was like the transparent stomach flesh was folding in on itself?
I thought my eyes were just playing tricks on me until the Yoshi paunch bulged out, which made me cluck out a gasp and jump with my back bumping against the fuse box. It looked like when Stephen and... When John was inside there, pushing out at the stomach from the inside, making the transparent flesh bulge out with distinct shape. But it was empty. The flashlight was shining right into it and I could see it was totally devoid of any Koopas!

And yet it moved again. And it dawned on me that it wasn't movement from inside the stomach, but around it. Her belly, the layer of fat between organ and outside. Her very pudge was moving all on its own, pushing out towards me with the shape of a hand. Two hands. And then a face.

John's face.

I dropped the flashlight and my knees buckled, tears instantly welling up blurring my vision. I wiped them away so nothing could obscure what I was seeing, and rubbed my eyes to make sure it was real. And it was. John's face clear as day, in complete detail, was pressing out from the Yoshi's middle and reaching in my direction. It was like he was shoving himself skin tight against her belly from the inside so hard that the flesh even went beyond his opened lips and eye sockets, and between the digits of every finger. But the stomach was totally empty, I could see through the very imprint of his features to confirm there was nothing behind them.

I didn't understand, but I also didn't care. I pushed off from the cabin wall behind me and ran towards her, the thing that devoured John right in front of me, and pressed myself into her belly to feel the shape of him amidst her chub. "Johnny!" I  choked up, touching my hands against his carefully afraid he would shatter under the contact if I pressed in too close.

I saw his face react, and mouthed out a word. He was silent but I could hear it on the shape of his lips. My name. He was responding to me, and he smiled.

Then a black chubby hand pressed down over his face and smooshed the visage down into an amorphous mass and soon the tubby tummy went back to looking at it normally did. I glared up at the bitch for cutting the reunion short, but she had the gall to react to my frustration by laughing. She straight up winked at me, and opened her mouth. I flinched back, but she just yawned her maw as wide as it would go and loomed right above me. I stared into the dark abyss, ominously lit by the discarded flashlight beam pointing off into the void of the forest behind the cabin. Then she pointed her finger into her open mouth, made an "ahh" sound while her bulbed tongue dangled out from her lips.

I got the message. Johnny was in there, in her. A part of her. And she wasn't going to give him up. If I wanted him back, I'd have to join him. A voice in the back of my head pointed out how moot it was. She was going to eat me even if I tried to reject this and run. But honestly that just made accepting the ultimatum all the easier.

"Okay... Okay." I muttered, frowning and giving her belly a pat with my hand, then stepped back and started slipping out of my shell. On any other day the idea of stripping in front of someone, outside no less, would have mortified me. But now I didn't care about that. The only thing in the world I did care about was right in front of me.

"Can I see him again? Please?" I asked while setting my shell on the ground, then for good measure took off my shirt and boxers too and neatly folded them on top of the shell. I was stark naked in front of her. And freshly fucked from less than an hour ago! Surely showing off what a tasty treat I was going to be would earn me another bit of face time with Johnny?

She cocked her head to the side. Did she even understand what I said or did my request really throw her for a loop? Either way it looked like the answer was no. Her tongue shot out and wrapped around my body, and lifted me off the floor. Oh well, I'll be with him soon anyway.

	I squirmed against the grip of her tongue, feeling warmth and mild shame at how it felt. Wet and hot on my naked flesh. She seemed to notice it, there was something behind those bright red eyes that seemed to twinkle as she watched me shift helplessly off the ground in the grasp of her tongue looped around my hips and under arms. Everyone else, as far as I had been witness to anyway, she snatched and swallowed instantly, but with me she saw fit to play with her food…

	A gasping cluck escaped my lips when I felt the fleshy bulb of her tongue lather between my legs. With the stimulation rubbing across my loins, and the anticipation that I’d join with Johnny soon, I got aroused pretty quickly. There came a blush to my cheeks while she teased at my erection, and when I reached down to try and swat it away I felt her tongue swivel around me. Yet more moist tongue snaked out from her mouth and ensnared me, wrapping me up in a cocoon of pink. It must have looked like one of those oldtimey pictures with someone being tied up and left on train tracks, only with yoshi tongue instead or rope!

	I was helpless as the embrace of her tongue squeezed me over, and I felt that bulbed tip flick across my arousal and then slip along my curves to drive just under my tail next. I couldn’t help but groan out from the feeling, I was still tender from John making love to me… that had to have been only over an hour ago. And yet thinking about that fact only a minute ago would have made me ache with misery. Now I was comfortably excited. I didn’t know what being Yoshi belly would be like. Maybe it would be a limbo of endless suffering. But it didn’t matter to me, it was worth it to endure Hell just to be with him again.

	“C-come on just get it over with!” I whined out, toes clenching as she continued to lick over my most sensitive bits. I was starting to get Close in all honesty, I had a hair trigger libido. But she was molesting me with her tongue, before making a meal of me so shortly after claiming my soul mate. I didn’t want to give her my pleasure.
	
	If she understood my plea she didn’t care to abide by it. A soft distinctly Yoshi sound of content pleasure hummed from her mouth while she squeezed me even tighter with her tongue and lathered the flesh just below the tongues bulb tip between my legs. She was flossing my loins, grinding it across from the tip of my arousal to the tip of my tail, the cascade of lubricating saliva and bodily warmth of the rubbing back and forth over every inch of my most tender of nooks. I couldn’t hold back. 

	My body trembled from head to toe while I climaxed, squirting directly onto her tongue and likely providing a blast of flavor for her. I felt violated, but the endorphins of the release also gave a sense of calm acceptance. She got to enjoy playing with her food, now she was finally going to send me down. And once my vision managed to focus again I saw the open abyss of her maw coming closer. She was withdrawing her tongue and bringing me inside with it. My drained body gave an instinctual squirm but her tongue still bound me tight. I was helpless to resist disappearing behind her lips all at once.

	Once I was sealed away into her maw the tongue unwrapped, letting me move my limbs out against the muggy interior of her mouth. It seemed she’d had all the fun she wanted out of me already though since a casual tilt of her head sent me gulping down her gullet, making me let out a cluck as I slid away into the tube of flesh. I could imagine myself being visible through her transparent throat, sliding down naked and dripping with sexual perspiration and Yoshi drool.

	I emptied into her belly with a groan, and felt surprised by how room it seemed. John had been curled up so tight, but maybe that was because he was struggling. My body felt too worn out to even try to resist, and my mind was anticipating being added to her body as quickly as possible rather than longing for escape. I did feel Stephens glasses under my butt as I curled up inside her tummy, and I shifted to try and ease them out from between my legs. Her belly squeezed down in response to the motion and I let out a sigh giving up and just accepting the indignity of it.

	Peering around there was still enough light from the discarded flashlight on the ground to look into the insides around me. And I noticed I was actually facing inwards to the rest of her body, rather than looking out from the front of her stomach and into the outside world. Which meant if anyone did see the Yoshi, they’d see me snugly inside with my freshly fucked butt mooning them through transparent belly, and with the ever so suggestively phallic strut of plastic rim glasses sandwiched between my bare cheeks.

	My sense of humiliation was palpable, but thankfully I was one million percent sure no one could actually see me. And well, even if anyone did… they’d be next to join me so I guess it wouldn’t even have been a big deal. This whole experience had been such an emotional roller coaster I didn’t even know how to feel about anything anymore. By the time I felt her black chubby hands rubbing against my back through layers of transparent stomach, it was fairly soothing.

	There was nothing to do but wait to be digested now, so I simply stayed snug and still in her belly like the good food I was. Trying to struggle had certainly seemed to make the process as unenjoyable as possible from what I saw, but I couldn’t imagine it made it go any faster. And even if that made a difference, I would rather endure a couple extra moments of relative comfort compared to a fast but suffocating experience of being compressed into a soggy ball of turtle meat.

	I felt the belly sway from side to side once the Yoshi started to move. I didn’t know what she was doing, and couldn’t see out to where she was going. But nothing outside of her mattered anymore. Johnny was in here, or on her chub anyway, that’s what I was waiting to get to. She could have blasted off into space and I couldn’t have cared less.

	A smile actually crossed my lips once I felt the soak of belly juices oozing from her walls and accumulating into a puddle along the basin of her stomach. The digestion was starting! It was pitch dark since she’d moved away from the flashlight beam, so I couldn’t see anything upon looking down to inspect it. But it started to rise up and submerge my body, bit by bit, processing me just like it had with John. “I’m coming… I’ll be with you soon Johnny.”

	The stomach gunk felt rather interesting. Not unlike syrup that had been left on a hot pot? It wasn’t really boiling, it was a mild hot tub degree of warm, but it didn’t feel like something as fluid as water. Maple syrup was definitely the best comparison. All the pieces clicked together in my head after witnessing it happening to others and now enduring it myself. A jacuzzi of stomach syrup rising to fill the belly and dunk me under. And once it reached the top I’d be emptied out and apparently become living pudge on her paunch! Forever? That part I wouldn’t know until it was done. But spending forever with John was far from the worst fate in the world, even if it was as a Lake Monster Yoshi’s belly fat.

	I panted somewhat excitedly as I felt the syrup fill up to just under my chin, looking up and closing my eyes while shivering from the sensation of soaking in so much digestive fluid. Could Johnny feel me inside of her? Was he all around me right now, forced to participate as apart of her body? I suppose I would find out soon. A final cluck squeaked from my lips as the syrup rose over my head. I was completely submerged!

And in the next instant, I was dunked out of her belly. My sense of awareness condensed and expanded at the same time. I couldn’t see in the conventional sense, but I could feel everything around me, like walking through your bedroom with the lights out knowing where everything is in your minds eye even if you can’t use your eyes. I was on her belly. I was her belly. And I felt everything around it, and also within it. Also what was… also…

Johnny!

Bliss! Relief! Happiness beyond words! I felt him and he felt me. It was a strange sensation, we were technically part of the same entity now, but my thoughts were still mine and he his. We couldn’t embrace, but I was close to him. We couldn’t speak, but we didn’t have to. Everything was known. He lamented the reunion as much as he was grateful for it. What a horrible and irreversible experience we had endured.

But all that mattered to me was we were together. And although now wasn’t the time to act on it, I felt the same capacity for lustful attraction as I always did. The same urges we acted on in our bedroom together still flowed through me, and we could indulge in them at anytime. I felt his hesitation. We were sharing this space with others now. Countless others even, I could feel so many. Sorry about your glasses, Stephen.

But I could also feel those who had been belly fat for so long that any shame or shyness had eroded away long ago. I could feel them acting shamelessly even now. Feeling me be molested and devoured excited them? I couldn’t help but fluster at that, but perhaps it was only a matter of time before I was right there with them, making love with Johnny (for the given value of Yoshi belly fat being able to do that with itself) right through the screaming wails of her victims.

Nothing like becoming pudge to make you lose your inhibitions!