"JohnMorningwood > Alternates > What Friends are for (Digest" By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu) URL: https://pastebin.com/DtVFAQVY Created on: Friday 1st of April 2016 01:02:26 AM CDT Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:37:41 AM UTC “I can’t seem to focus today. I sense my foes out there, hiding in the trees and snickering at me! Haaaa! Take that foe!” It was like any ordinary day for the aspiring myrmidon Mia. Always awake before dawn, she was well known in the Greil Mercenaries for her upbeat attitude and rigorous training schedule, and today was no different. The sun had barely risen over the horizon and she could already be found outside camp taking practice swings, her long, purple hair flowing in the morning breeze as she continued honing her skills with the blade. “One…Two…Strike! One… Two… Stab! One… Two… Huh? Mia was brought back from her training by a strange, squishy feeling under her foot. Curious, she looked down, only to find probably the last thing she ever expected to see lying beneath her. It was her friend Ilyana, lying motionless with her pale lavender hair sprawled out over the grassy field. “Aaaack! Ilyana! Were you here the whole time?! Why are you on the ground! Are you dead? Gravely injured? Perhaps slightly wounded..? Ilyana lay there a few moments longer before answering. “No… No…” She sickly replied. “Well, what’s wrong then? You scared me half to death!” “So… Hungry…” She should’ve known. Mia knew as well as anybody that Ilyana was notorious around camp for her insatiable appetite. More often than not, the thunder mage could be found lying around collapsed from hunger, even despite having just eaten a huge meal. This was the first time her antics had ever interfered with Mia’s training however, and she was determined to make sure it didn’t happen again. “Here, uhh… I’ll go grab you something to eat right away! We can’t have you passed out on the ground like this!” Ilyana had other plans however. Before Mia could run off looking for food, the hungry girl grabbed her foot, causing her to tumble to the ground instead. “Please… Don’t leave…” Ilyana begged “Woah there! Let go!” The purple haired woman told her friend. Ilyana had no intention of complying with the myrmidon’s request however and instead decided to shove Mia’s foot into her mouth. She was hungry enough to eat anything, and her own comrades were apparently no exception. “So… Tasty…” “Hey! Stop trying to eat my foot!” Mia tried telling the hungry girl. Ilyana still wasn’t listening. She instead grabbed Mia’s other foot and shoved it in her mouth as well. The mage had tasted an exorbitant amount of things in her young lifetime, but out of everything, Mia’s feet were already taking the cake. “Mmm… You’re delicious…” Mia on the other hand wasn’t really enjoying herself as much. She was supposed to be training! Not fooling around with Ilyana! Right before she could attempt to free her legs, she felt a smooth contraction around her feet. Ilyana was swallowing… “No, no, no! I can’t have you feasting on my limbs! Somebody give this girl some food! Anything people!” Mia yelled. No response… Nobody was awake at this hour, and they were too far outside of camp anyway for her pleas to be answered. Instead, she was only met with more of her silk-covered legs sinking into Ilyana’s ravenous maw. Despite the myrmidon being fully clothed, this strangely didn’t seem to stop Ilyana from enjoying the taste of her meal. She continued to take huge gulps, swallowing Mia’s shapely thighs, and leaving her lips just below the girl’s rump. Unfortunately for Mia, Ilyana was also quite known for her physically inhuman strength. This allowed her to easily lift the purple haired girl onto her own stomach to continue feeding her body into her hungry mouth. “Hey Ilyana! We’re uhh… We ARE friends, right? So… Maybe you could let me go? Please? Pretty please?” Mia asked, with some desperation in her tone. Ilyana didn’t respond. Instead she used her strength to grab her prey’s arms and pin them to her sides. With another gulp, Mia felt her hips and butt slide into Ilyana’s salivating mouth, her orange leather outfit doing nothing to deter the ravenous mage from her goal. Though she knew it was futile, Mia kept on struggling. She was never one to give up easily, and continued fighting in a hopeless attempt to wriggle free from Ilyana’s grasp. Ilyana payed her struggles no heed though, and continued devouring the rest of Mia’s slender body. Her flat stomach, followed by her pert breasts and eventually her shoulders all ended up being gulped down by Ilyana’s gargantuan maw. Mia knew she was in a tight spot. With her shoulders out of the way, there was nothing left to stop Ilyana from swallowing down her head and resigning her to an acidic fate. The smooth contractions of Ilyana’s throat muscles continued to slowly knead the myrmidon’s body towards her stomach. “Damnit Ilyana! I’ll get you back for this! Mark my words, I am gonna give you SUCH bad indigestion!” Unsurprisingly at this point, Ilyana once again ignored what Mia had to say. After quickly slurping down the helpless girl’s neck, Ilyana was finally in position to finish her meal. With one final gulp, Mia closed her eyes in preparation as her head sunk into the mage’s wet, drooling mouth. Ilyana finally closed her lips around the myrmidon’s head, leaving only her hair still exposed. She quickly slurped down the lovely purple tresses like they were noodles, and contently gave a loud belch. “Mmm… Wow… You were so delicious!” Mia wasn’t necessarily in as good of a mood. There wasn’t much room to move around in Ilyana’s throat, and thanks to gravity’s current lack of assistance, she was being moved at an extraordinarily slow rate. After what seemed like an eternity of being kneaded by Ilyana’s esophagus, Mia felt her legs squeeze through a tight ring of muscle. A little longer and her chest, head, and hair soon followed as the myrmidon found herself deposited into a roomier, yet still quite cramped area. Practically forced to curl up into a ball so she could fit, Mia shuddered at the thought of where she most likely was… Ilyana watched as her stomach grew outwards in response to its new occupant. Once it finally settled, she sat up and gave another loud belch as she began to rub her belly. “Goodness Mia, you were the tastiest thing I’ve ever eaten!” She found herself able to stand, her strength easily allowing her to support her massive belly. The sharp pain in her stomach seemed to vanish, and she was no longer having trouble moving around. For the first time in her life, Ilyana was finally full. She wasn’t able to enjoy her newfound energy for long though, as soon enough she was hearing the muffled cries of her stomach contents… “Ilyana! I know you’re hungry all the time, but don’t you think this might’ve been a BIT extreme? Mia yelled. “Oh, hey! Sorry about that, I was really hungry… Teehee! Mia sighed. “Yeah, I figured! So uhh… You think you could maybe let me out soon? “Now why would I do that?” Ilyana replied “…Because, uh…” Mia was running out of things to say. “I probably won’t sit well! Trust me; if you digest me your stomach will hurt for weeks!” Ilyana giggled at the remark “Nice try! I think I’ll take the risk!” The myrmidon groaned. It didn’t look like there was going to be a way out of this mess. “Ugh, fine! You win…” Mia finally said in defeat. “But hey, make sure you put me to good use, alright?! No more being lazy! “Deal! I’m so glad you understand, Mia!” The purple haired woman let out another loud sigh. “Yeah, whatever… That’s what friends are for, right? Ilyana nodded in agreement. Happy as she was, the thunder mage carried her prey-laden gut over to a shady area underneath a tree. Propping herself up against the tree trunk, Ilyana quietly dozed off in the quiet morning light, leaving her stomach to process the meal within… (Warning, short digestion section ahead!) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Mia knew her time was running short. The sounds of the stomach around her grew louder with each passing moment, and it wasn’t long before she began feeling an itching sensation on her legs. She wasn’t upset however; the myrmidon had already resigned herself to her fate. In her eyes, Ilyana defeated her fair and square, and the purple haired woman intended to go out with her dignity intact. Having digested many large meals before, Ilyana’s stomach was no stranger to this kind of work. Mia felt herself being pushed and kneaded about by the powerful organ, as parts of her body began to melt into nutrients. She found it surprising that it wasn’t painful as much as it was just simply a little strange and uncomfortable. It didn’t last long though, and soon Mia came upon her final thoughts… “Well, it was fun while it lasted… I’m even going out helping my friends, how crazy is that?” The myrmidon laughed at herself. Even now she was still as optimistic as ever. “Ilyana, I’m giving you a whole lot here, so you’d better not waste it! If you do, so help me I’ll come straight out of your thighs and make you regret it! Finally she lost consciousness, her body melting entirely into a nutritious thick goop for Ilyana’s body to enjoy… ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hours later, Ilyana awoke from her nap to the sound of birds singing in the afternoon. Standing up, the mage glanced down at her belly, seeing that it had greatly diminished in size over the course of the day. What had once been a large person-sized bulge had receded into nothing more than a small potbelly. Ilyana was no stranger to this however; more often than not finding it to be the result of her gorging herself on food the previous day. What she did find different however was the after effect that her most-recent meal had on her body. Ilyana’s typically bony exterior was seemingly replaced with one possessing much more shape and curvature. Her hips and thighs were especially affected, as layers or Mia plumped them out. The thunder mage also noticed her skirt rising more than usual in the rear. Ilyana giggled to herself, it looked like Mia made the decision to stick around there as well… Ilyana walked back over to the field where she had devoured her friend. Her long, wavy hair flowed gracefully in the afternoon breeze. She didn’t realize it then, but her typical lavender-colored hair had visually turned a few shades darker, appearing almost as the same violet shade that Mia’s had. Walking through the grass, Ilyana noticed Mia’s sword still laying there on the ground. Curious, the mage picked it up; subconsciously holding it in the exact same grip Mia had used to. She found it strange; although she had scarcely held a sword outside of working with the merchant convoy, Ilyana found herself more than capable of using the weapon to an impressive degree of skill. Smiling, the thunder mage began rubbing her belly. “Well Mia, you may be gone now, but it looks like I’ll be able to carry on your training!” Just as she raised her sword in the air to begin, Ilyana’s belly let out a characteristically loud groan. “Well, maybe after a quick snack…” Just as she went to leave for camp however, Ilyana felt a sharp pain in her thigh. “Ouch! OUCH! Okay fine, the snack can wait!!!” She yelped. As if on cue, the pain quickly subsided. Ilyana sighed, as she raised her sword once more. This was going to be hard to get used to…