Hearing Juno’s request, Brigitte was completely bamboozled, as they hadn’t ever been asked to be eaten before, nor had she ever seen or heard of anyone so bluntly asking someone if they could eat them, but these thoughts were cut off by the sound of her own stomach, as having worked out for hours now, without looking at the time, had made her miss lunch, and the idea of eating someone now seemed perfect idea to both fill her up, and give her the protein and energy to continue her workout.
"You know, eating someone else seems like a great idea, and but I’d rather be on the other end it, and you’re looking like an absolute MEAL right about now~ Come here, ahhhh"
Saying this, Brigitte grabbed Juno tightly, and thanks to her much larger and bulkier frame, the Martian had no chance to go anywhere. Before Juno had any time to interject or voice her opinion over this, Brigitte had already opened her maw as wide as possible and shoved the Martian’s head into it. With her prey’s head locked into her throat, Briggite maneuvered her hands to Juno’s waist and large rump, and hoisted her body upwards, as to make the rest of her body easier to get down. As she did this, she also began to peel the Martian’s suit off, which was already nicely unzipped for her. She eventually threw the suit and all its pieces on the floor, as if they were the wrapper of an oversized protein bar.
There was nothing stopping or slowing down Brigitte at this point from gulping down the rest of her Asian cuisine, which she quickly did, only taking a moment to chew on and taste Juno’s perky butt. As Brigitte finished off her meal, her gut continued to get larger and larger in size, as you’d expect from eating an entire person, causing her tank top to go from covering her whole torso, to instead only covering her chest, looking more like a crop top then a tank top.
“Hmm, you’re lighter than I thought you’d be. Oh well, best get back to it”
With that, Brigitte made her way over to the barbell section of the gym, racked up a few plates on one of the bars, laid down on the bench, and got to lifting. She didn’t grab a spotter because she wasn’t lifting anywhere near her normal rep, so felt safe lifting own her own. And she didn’t want anyone asking any questions about her stomach, which she knew j. no one who frequented this gym would do unless she actively disturbed their usually work out routine.
“Erm, Miss Brigitte? I didn’t consent to this, nor do I want to be here, so if you would be so kind as to- AHH! Umm, l-let me out, I’d be greatly appreciative… Miss Brigitte? Hello- AHH! Please, stop that! OWW!”
Juno’s kind pleading for Brigitte to set her free was being completely ignored by the Swede, as she just continued her work out, tensing her abs in the process and crushing the Martian inside, as to her, the girl inside her was no longer another person, but food. And food didn’t get to complain about being eaten.
The engineer’s stomach was swelteringly hot, unbearably tight, and the air within was barely breathable. The organ was constantly contracting and pulsating, while simultaneously secreting a stream of acid, which was merely uncomfortable at the minute, but they would steadily soften the girl within it, eventually turning from minor annoyances to the cause for her demise.
And Juno knew this. Oh boy did she know this. With all the info on eating people fresh in her head from all her extensive “research” on it this morning, she knew more than most people what happens to someone inside a stomach. She knew she’d be slowly, and above all, painfully grounded down into a thick paste that would wind its way through Brigitte’s inners, where she would be steadily redistributed throughput her body. Completely erasing her as another person, instead making her a minor extension to the Swede’s body, with nothing to signify that the extra cup sizes and couple extra inches on her waist were once the first living Martian.
Knowing all this, Juno couldn’t help but being…
