We'd already been running for a good couple minutes away from the cabin before we noticed the two shorties weren't behind us. Kane and me caught our breath looking back, wondering if maybe they just weren't able to keep pace or got lost in the dark or something.

	"Should we go back for them?" Kane asked. I could only shrug.

	"Either for them or to beat the shit out of that crazy bitch while she's chewing on their shell." I answered, getting a resolute nod while we stood to full linebacker stature pummeling sticks in hand and started trudging slowly back the way we came.

	It was slow going because of how dark it was, neither of us wanted to get caught off guard by a sudden tonguing from the dark or falling flat on our face tripping over a rock. Wish we had one of those mining hard hats with the light in the front so we could see where we're going.

	We had to be halfway back to the cabin by the time we heard footsteps, heavy thuds crunching twigs under every step. Didn't want to think the smart one or even the stoner would be stupid enough to be moving slow and loud like that. I peered over at Kane who returned the look, rearing back in silent coordination as I called out.

	"Jaime? Savini? That you?" I spoke out, and quietly stepped over to the side from where I had been standing. Didn't have any reason to assume she could see in the dark or anything crazy like that, so we were banking on getting her in a cross fire once she pounced onto nothing. We raised bat and pipe ready to bring them down once she got close enough.

	The uber Yoshi did step out close enough for us to see even in the dark, our sight adjusted enough to make her out once she was in arms reach at least. I wasn't used to needing to look up to look someone in the eye, and the self satisfied expression on her face threw me off for a second. But it didn't take another before me and Kane were swinging out cudgels down to bash her between us, I banged her right in the snout while he slammed it against the back of her head!

	But the force of the impact ricocheted right back and sent me stumbling backwards, grunting as I landed on my ass with the pipe skidding out of my hands and across the ground. I shook my head from the shock of the blowback and looked over to see Kane stumbling backwards but he kept balance on one foot. He leaned his weight forward and tried cracking the bat across her skull one more time, but the same thing happened and it just bounced off with the dull impact making it fly out of his hands. We might as well have been throwing marshmallows at an elephant for all the good it did.

	A hopeless look came across Kane's face and he stepped back, looking over to me with a protective urge flashing into his expression. I scrambled back to my feet to keep him from running over to me. We still had the advantage of being two to one on this thing. As I stood up my gaze drifted past her gut and the sight made me freeze, Kane noticing and following my look to see the same thing I did.

	Savini was curled up in her belly, stark in his skivvies with no shell to be see. The stomach was filled up over his head with only a small pocket of air right above his skull. He had a dopey look on his face and bubbles came out of his nose when he exhaled. The damned thing of it was though, I could see his shoulders rise as he took what looked like a breath, and then another stream of bubbles came out when he let it out! He was totally dunked under the digestive juice but if I couldn't see it I wouldn't believe it he was breathing completely normally. Didn't look like he was having too bad a time either.

	Then the belly filled up completely, not an inch of unoccupied air in the see through organ. And before I could blink, it drained down until it was totally empty again, no more Savini since he was flushed out of the gut along with the rest of it. I felt my heart sink, I just watched one of those helpless little potheads get digested right in front of me and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. And now there probably wasn't a thing I could do to stop it from doing the same thing to me and Kane.

	In the darkness it seemed like my eyes were playing tricks on me. I was looking at that emptied see through belly, but it looked like something inside it moved. There wasn't a thing in there, not even a puddle, but it looked for all the world like something was pushing out from inside the stomach. My eyes must have been playing tricks on me in the dark, the time Savini had to struggle against that gut was run out.

	But then it happened again and I couldn't help but lean in to get a better look because there was no mistaking it this time. There was a hand pressing out! The imprint of one anyway, not a thing behind it, just a ghost hand by itself pushing from the otherside of that see through belly clear as anything. Kane was just as transfixed, and a little bit more curious since he took a step closer to the Yoshi. Before I could gasp he reached out and touched it, pressing palm to palm with the hand like he had to feel it to believe it. I saw him push against it, and then it pushed back! For a second anyway, then it sank back down into just regular shaped Yoshi belly, leaving a ripple across the surface of that gut in its wake.

	I met eyes with Kane and we stared at each other completely at a loss for words. Tonight was all kinds of crazy but guess we didn't know just how crazy until right now. I peeked up and flinched. The Yoshi was gazing right down at us, looking back and forth like she didn't know which one to start with. When she met my eyes she gave me a huge smile and licked her lips, an exaggerated wet smacking sound as that bulbed sticky tip ran from one side of her mouth to the other.

	I shook off the heeby jeebies from that and looked to Kane again, who was frowning and offered me a shrug. "So... we screwed?" He asked, and I could only sigh and nod in reply. We could try running, but that would mean only one of us would get away. And neither of us wanted to abandon the other. If we were going down we might as well go down together.

	"How long do you think it takes two koopas at a time to digest in there?" I asked, half to Kane and half to the Yoshi as I worked up the confidence to step in and smack my hand on her gut. I felt it jiggle under my hand, and I could swear there was some extra movement ontop of that, like the victims she'd already had moving back into me. She let out a bouncy Yoshi sound and pressed a hand against the back of my head, making me gasp as she pushed it in to smother into her gut. I heard the same thing happening to Kane, we were being pressed into the depthless layers of that see through stomach and felt every bit of warmth and softness smooshing against us.

	I pushed back, feeling my hands sinking into the gut down to my wrists, and tilted my head back to let out a gasp once I was freed from being buried in belly. My chin rested into the paunch and I could see over the curve of her tummy to find her looking down at me again, her brow arched and with some drool escaping her lips. It sent a shiver down my back. Fear had a funny way of becoming excitement without hope to drive you to try and get away.

	I heard Kane push away from her, giving her belly a pat like he was tapping on the mat to concede a wrestling match. She seemed to get the message and released him, letting him step back and start tugging off his shell. "Spike probably wouldn't help us last any longer in there anyway." He muttered, and I had to agree and stepped back from the Yoshi as well and started stripping down as well. I took it even further and began tugging off my shirt and shimmying down my boxers, and felt Kane's eyes on me while I did and I couldn't help but smile.

	Soon he joined in and we stood in front of that Yoshi totally naked, looking at eachother and oggling what we saw. Without a hint of shame I pressed myself into him and planted a kiss on his lips. He chuckled and we started making out, glossy abs and barrel chests pressing into one another while we embraced as close as we could get.

	The Yoshi helped us get even closer though, when she lassoed her tongue around the both of us. I gasped at the grip of wet rope ensnaring us, but Kane just moaned excitedly and reached down to give my ass a grope. I could tell he was feeling nervous about what came next, I felt the same way. So we doubled down on the lustful exchange to take our minds off it, frenching even harder and molesting with grabby hands up and down each others bodies, especially once we felt our feet leave the ground from the Yoshi lifting up towards her open mouth.

	I wrapped my legs around Kane's lips once I felt our heads being drawn past her lips, the heat and humidity of open Yoshi maw enveloping down to our shoulders and beyond before we had time to let out a whimper. Despite being eaten alive, we were both rock hard. I felt Kane's cock against mine, throbbing together and oozing a kiss of pre right against one another. He grinded his hips into mine as our hips were pulled into her mouth, and I pushed mine back into his once they sealed around our feet. We were locked into her maw completely, head to toe, wrapped up in tongue and each others arms.

	"I love you dude." Kane whispered to me, panting while clutching against me. I felt his body shiver under my arms, waiting for the gulp.

	"I love you too." I mummered back, taking a look around to notice I could see outside of her mouth through the bottom of her jaws. It was still dark as hell so there wasn't much to see, but it was pretty disorienting. Even more so when she swallowed hard, sending us down her gullet. I could see through the front of her throat, the orientation of the forest outside shifting from the ground below to the trees ahead, while unseen muscles clenched over to push us down until we landed in her waiting stomach.

	It was a snug fit for the both of us, I felt my face pressed into the belly walls and Kane’s shoulder under my chin. We flipped around reorienting to be rightsideup after the initial drop, the stomach squelching around us while we adjusted. Once we got into a somewhat comfortable position it clamped down, vibrating all around us probably in a tighter hold than it would normally have been. It caused us to press up together even closer, and being naked and wet and already pretty riled up that was all it took to push us completely over the edge. I squeezed my legs around his waist and arched my hips into his lap while whispering in his ear.

	“Kane. Fuck me.” I didn’t need to ask twice. It took some awkward wiggling against the slippery walls, and we were much more slickened up than usual ourselves. But soon I felt his cocktip pressing between my cheeks, and I grunted out as he took the opportunity to thrust and bury himself into me down to the base of his balls. At first it was a tight and desperate screw with him rocking his hips as best he could while he spent more of our attention trying to brace our hands and feet against the surroundings to keep from rolling around upsidedown and back again from the hip gyrations.

	But then the Yoshi seemed to catch on to what we were doing, because I felt her hands cradle the stomach from below which provided enough stability to let us really go to town. Kane growled and pushed on my shoulders, pinning me into the flesh walls from behind and start bucking his hips like there was no tomorrow. And for us there wouldn’t be, so I moaned out without restraint and clenched around his cock in time with his pounding. The stomach filled with the wet smack of his hips spanking my ass, and the gut joined in by gurgling loud around us.

	A voice in the back of my head noticed it. When we watched it digest Savini it had been mostly silent, even when she was approaching us in the dark. Thought I’d heard a little growl or two near the end, but nothing compared to the soundtrack we were getting now. With every grind of my back into the stomach walls it churned an organic grumble of approval, and mixed in with our groaning and moaning with gurgles and encouraging churns. It even allowed us plenty of elbow room to push back on the surroundings to get a better angle against one another, instead of clamping down tight like I saw it do to John through the window. It was like the belly was trying to help out our final fuck session once she caught on to that being our game plan instead of futile struggling.

	I wasn’t complaining. This was the best fuck I’d had in my entire life! The stomach even provided its own lube, I felt the pool of digestion starting to build up around our hips and it was letting Kane get even deeper and harder while we made a splash with every thrust. The friction of his shaft against my inner walls sent sparks up and down my spine, I was feeling even more sensitive than ever before! I nearly squealed out when I felt Kane grip my own cock, nearly spurting in his hand right then and there.

	“Don’t know if we’ll have time to switch up before we’re gut fat!” Kane explained while jerking me off in rhythm with his thrusting. I wasn’t about to argue, although the stimulation was making me spasm wildly around his rod and I could tell he was getting close. Suddenly there was a light all around us and I could see clear as the summers day, Kanes face tensing up close to climax, the thick syrup consistency of the hot belly fluids up to our chest, and the inner black wall of the Yoshis other end behind that transparent belly we were curled up in. Didn’t know what was happening with that, didn’t care. Seeing Kane’s sexy body half submerged in a hot tub of digestion with me riding in his lap made me explode.

	I clucked out in a gruff pitch as I cummed against Kane’s chest and added the creamy squirt to the turtle soup we were marinating in. That made me clench hard around his cock which pushed him over the edge and he pumped into my ass hard. He clutched in close and panted against my chest as he emptied into me, and the feeling of so much koopa cum flooding my guts sent tingles through my body. I’d never felt him dump so much into me before, and I wrapped my arms around him tight as if hoping to squeeze every last drop dry.

	As we rode out the best orgasm of our lives, I noticed the stomachs loud gurgling that had been ringing out around us during our digestive belly fuck beginning to taper off. By the time we were settling down into an afterglow the gut was quiet and still around us, like it was giving us time to catch our breath. It’d be a pretty accommodating sex bed if it weren’t for whatever was going to come next. By now the syrupy belly juices were up to our necks, and while looking at Kane’s panting post orgasm face I got an idea. Grinning, I clutched my arms around his shoulders and dunked us under the fluids, hearing him let out a mouthful of bubbles as he clucked in surprise.

	I felt the Yoshi gut juice sloshing above my head, and with only a slight bit of nerves I took a deep inhale. And let it out in a relieved sigh, making bubbles into it myself. Couldn’t pretend to understand it but I could breath through the liquid just fine, it was like there was an air filter around our nose and mouth that didn’t let any of the drink in. I could see Kane coming to the same conclusion, his face grinning deviously through the sludge. With a wiggle to his brow he leaned into me and planted his lips against mine, kissing me deep.

	We probably had a few moments left to keep making out before the big drain. I had suspicions about what would come next but there was no way to know until it happened. With one hand rubbing over Kane’s abs, getting my feel in as much as I could while I could, I reached the other hand out to press into the walls of the belly behind me. Pushing through the layers of fat around us, making an imprint that could surely be seen from the outside. It felt soft and warm, a weight under my palm and a softness that seemed like layers of marshmallow stacked on top of each other and stretched out across the length of her gut. I wanted to know what it felt like now, to compare for later.

	Kane reached a hand up as well to feel against the roof of the stomach, measure the progress of our digestion. The tip of his finger touching the upper curve of flesh, above the surface of the confined pool. With one last slosh, it filled up to the very top without a spare inch of unoccupied space left in the cramped double koopa filled organ. Not one second went by with Kane’s hand being submerged by the belly juice that it started to drain out, sending us down with it to swirl out from the bottom of the belly and away. Following after Savini, just like we saw it happen from the outside, now getting to experience it first hand! Probably wasn’t all together unlike what it was like to be flushed down a toilet. One of those airplane toilets that were all suck and no whirlpool. It was an experience hard to put into words, someone with a better frame of reference would probably put it a lot more poetically.

	In seconds flat we went from being entwined with our chiseled bodies being wrapped up with eachother, butt in lap and hand in hand, to losing all sense of physical self. We spread out across her belly, just above where we were and below the surface of her see through flesh. It felt easy to keep track of the landscape after getting a sneak peak of how it would happen from the outside first, probably would have been helplessly disorienting otherwise! And in the process I felt Kane drift away from me, lost in a wave of jiggle.

It wasn’t a concerning feeling, there was only so much fat to get lost in, and I felt others bouncing against me aside from him. Again, hard to put it into words. We were apart of the Yoshi folds, but floating amidst the very chub we contributing too. Felt maybe like being water bottles dropped into a lake, I could say? The lake comparison felt pretty on point at the very least.

	While I was on my own so to speak, I took the chance to try and test the limits of what being belly fat was like. I concentrated hard on what it was like to have limbs again, and a face, a body. Hard to cling to a solid thought when existing as an abstract, so I couched it in memories of working out at the gym. Remembering the feeling of tense muscle and strained glutes, the satisfying burn of fresh gains! And after a few seconds I felt something close to solid again, pushing with my hand out as much as I could. It felt exactly the same as when I did while curled up inside the stomach itself, pushing through solid walls of blubber. But with a little extra since I was the blubber now, too.

Going further I followed the edge of where I was pressing into, and reached another hand against it as well, and then even my face! The tangible sense of straining through walls of marshmallow and Yoshi flesh, wrapping around my hands and face, between my fingers and even into my open mouth. I could imagine I was making quite a sight, an invisible koopa face in the middle of a see through belly!

Satisfied I let myself sink back into it, my shape dissipating and spreading out. Back to just being a mass of stomach. No more Koopa, just that much extra Yoshi fat. Sinking down into an abyss of living belly, along with all the others she’s eaten. So many former koopas now adding to her gut, just like me. Hard to keep count, or separate any individual one from the herd. Unless I knew what I was looking for, and Kane was easy to find again, and nestle right alongside with.

We were twined again, even closer than we could ever get before. I wrapped around him and he clung to me, we were together and also apart of the same whole of the Yoshi’s belly. It was sappy romantic talk to say we were two guys living one life before, but now it felt literal. We were one, we were Her. And I was becoming a fruity beatnik with all this flowery talk, Kane teased me. I couldn’t help it!

I’d miss lots of things. Keeping up with sports, working out, sharpening my shell spikes. But this wasn’t so bad, even without Kane to enjoy it with after a nice roll in the gut, it seemed easy to get used to. Maybe that was more insidious than comforting. Even if we could get away from this, eventually we wouldn’t want to. Then I felt Kane surge around and through me. Why worry about all that when we could pick up where we left off? He’d gotten to plug me full, now it was time to switch it up.

It might take some time and experimentation to see how we’d be able to work out getting me ‘on top’ when we were just belly fat now. But the night was still young!