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The sun had long since dipped low enough in the sky that the forest canopy cast great shadows across the ground below. It might as well have been night already for most. Elisha didn't seem to mind too much. Night usually brought better mobs to kill for experience and loot. And now, perhaps better meals too. She trudged along, still in rather high spirits. Her belly bounced lightly with every step. Salano had been a pretty good passenger so far, not complaining at all about his travel arrangements. Disappointingly, she hadn't seen any creatures since she left town.

"Hey, kitty, I thought you said there'd be lots of baddies on this quest. I haven't seen a single one yet."

The tiger hiding in her stomach spoke up, "There are many dangers."

"Yeah I know, you said that already. Can ya tell me what those 'many dangers' might be?" She was getting a little annoyed with the low level AI powering the feline.

"There are bandits that roam the woods. For large groups, they pose no threat, but for a single traveler, or group of two or three, they can be formidable."

The wolf nodded, patting her gut, "Right, so we're talking mobs you shouldn't try to agro alone. Got it." She continued on, still not seeing anything. As she rounded a turn in the path, her ears twitched, detected a noise that was decidedly not the wind in the branches. She halted and sidestepped into the brush, concealing herself. The noise continued as she worked to pinpoint it. It was up ahead along the path, and sounded like several voices chattering away. Seven of them.

"Do you hear something, paladin?"

"Shh!" Elisha slapped her gut, "Quiet in there! You'll give us away!" As stealthily as her tummy would allow, she crept towards the sounds, remaining hidden. What came into view through the foliage was a small fire with seven figures around it just as she suspected. They roughhoused and squabbled about but one of them remained relatively quiet and detached. He had to be the leader.

"Paladin, be warned, I sense the presence of Cha'ik nearby."

The wolf glowered and flopped gently onto her stomach to silence the tiger, hissing quietly to him, "I know! I see a group of them. Probably bandits. Keep your voice low." She stifled a belch from squeezing her gut like she did. Thankfully, they hadn't heard her.

As the little rat-goblin creatures went about their 'merriment', if it could be called that, the leader climbed to his feet and walked over to a group of three pushing and jostling one another about. Their complaints and shrill cries had drawn his anger. The tall one, only half as tall as the wolf, growled and gripped one by the throat, the instigator of the trio. The smaller one shrieked and squirmed away furiously, trying to break free. Tired of the noise the little one had been making, and forcing the others to make, the leader lifted him up. Without much ceremony, he opened his mouth and began stuffing the troublemaker in. In a matter of seconds, he belched heartily and went back to his seat, plopping down as his wriggling, complaining gut filled out his lap.

"The leader just ate one of his own men... because he was too noisy!" Elisha hissed again. She couldn't believe what she just saw. Even the NPC's were modified by the new add-on.

"Yes, they are a ruthless, cruel race. He will keep that one alive in his stomach for as long as possible to draw out his punishment." The feline commented, as though he were a game guide.

Elisha grinned a little, "And it will make him slower. When there were seven, I wasn't too sure I could take them, but now... there's only six. Do me a favor, kitty, buff me as much as you can. It's dinner time." Her hunger meter had started giving her complaints. She was full, but starving.

A few spells were cast from inside her stomach, improving her strength and speed, among other things. When she felt she was ready, the wolfess stood and charged from the brush. She would have loosed her war cry, but just as she opened her mouth to scream, instead a powerful burp roared free. It would do just fine. The Cha'ik bandits all turned and shrieked as she rushed and swiftly knocked them off their feet, all but the leader. The still bloated rat-goblin climbed to stand and growled. A slash across his chest saw him stumble back, his health dipping sharply.

Elisha grinned darkly at him, sword swinging back around to bite again. The 'tall' monster back peddled, putting distance, as well as his men, between them. As he retreated, he grabbed another of his underlings, swiftly gobbling him up. The wolf, distracted for the moment by the other four still between her and the 'boss', winced a little seeing him stuff himself again. He was using his own men to heal himself. She watched as his gut expanded once more, two writhing lumps pressing out from their fleshy prison rather than just the one. His agility dropped visibly.

It gave the woman an awful, horrible, wonderful idea.

Instantly, the wolf changed tactics. She put her sword away, relying only on her shield. The smaller Cha'ik were relatively easy to fend off with a good forward bash here and there. It kept them largely off balance and many of them on the ground. The leader kept his distance for the time being. When the opening presented itself, Elisha took it. A hand shot out swiftly, grabbing the nearest bandit by the neck. He shrieked and fought, trying to break her grasp on him. Instead of hurling him across the camp or slamming him to the ground, the lupine lady rolled forward, closing the gap between her and the leader.

The bloated bandit yelped in surprise as she suddenly turned her attention to him. He stumbled backwards a bit before falling onto his rump, belly sticking out a good ways. The weight made him a bit slower to react on his feet. She had counted on that. Without much ado, the paladin grabbed the leader's jaw, prying it open only to shove her captured prey inside. The smaller rat-goblin screamed in terror, but his voice was soon muffled. The larger one could do little in the way of making noise, his complaints similarly stifled. A few good shoves saw the bandit disappear into the other. The gut housing two soon housed three, increasing in size again.

Elisha backed away as the remaining three creatures tried to attack at once. The leader groaned and stumbled his way to his feet, holding his belly. It was clear he wasn't terribly well practiced at the art of consumption. Three appeared to be his maximum. The paladin wouldn't hear of it. In spite of her own sizable stomach, she moved with surprising grace and agility. No doubt it was thanks to those buffs Salano had cast on her. A cartwheel saw her pin another bandit, picking him up against his will. A mighty slosh of her gut told her not to do that again. The head Cha'ik was a great deal slower now, encumbered by his load. It made Elisha's job all the easier.

The fourth bandit was stuffed down his throat and he groaned again, falling onto his rump, not to get back up. With so much weight, he might be able to drag himself away, barely. The wolf artfully dodged the remaining two once again, this time taking no chances. A firm bash with her shield sent one to the ground, stunned. The other charged with a scream but found himself tossed to the ground as well. Both were collected this time, rather than just one. She couldn't have either finally realize they should run away. She'd never catch them with the tiger in her belly.

The battle was essentially over at this point. Now was just the matter of making the game realize it. One of the rat-goblins was tucked under an arm. The other was held properly as she pried the leader's mouth open again. Unceremoniously, she stuffed the fifth bandit in and forced him to swallow. Unhappily he did, and before he could complain, the sixth was mashed into his jaws. His eyes widened. His belly was already quite displeased with him. Overstuffed, overweight, and all that wriggling, it was quite uncomfortable, and here came another! Elisha pushed and crammed as hard as she could, forcing the largest of the group to finally consume the last of his men. It took a few minutes, but it eventually came to an end. The leader flopped onto his back as a heavy belch escaped him.

He groaned and whimpered, squeezing his poor abused tummy. He didn't care what happened to the six he'd eaten. He was more concerned about the serious case of indigestion he was going to have. He was huge at this point, stomach bigger than the rest of him. It would take days to finish this all off. Of course, with 'Katiyana the Bottomless' around, that wasn't going to be a problem.

"Salano honey, you might wanna scoot over. You're about to have company." Elisha licked her lips and grinned. With the same lack of decorum, the wolf stuffed the rat-goblin's head into her mouth. Greedily. Unlike her rodent prey, she had ever intention of stuffing herself right to the limit. Maybe even beyond if she could. She wanted to know how far she could go. He fought and cried out, his efforts half-hearted. How on earth could he be expected to put up any real kind of struggle when he was fighting to keep his dinner down? It just made Elisha's job easier.

A great many loud, wet slurps and gulps came forth from the small camp as that vast, wriggling gut was stuffed into another one. At last, the lupine sat on the ground, licking her lips and rubbing her much larger stomach. It had to have at least doubled in size. The overstuffed rat-goblin cried out and squirmed in frustration deep inside, making the wolf grin. The tiger had scooted to one side, frowning a little as he tried to keep from interacting with the rude little thing.

"Mmm, not bad. A little dirty, but not bad." The lady checked her stats only to see that her hunger had not been sated as much as she had hoped, and she wasn't full. Maybe digesting would fix that. She got straight to work. A loud gurgle sounded as it started. Salano didn't seem fazed by the progress inside. Maybe he had some sort of 'special compartment' that isolated him from it. It didn't really matter. The wolf's burbling gut continued its work, eroding the bandit's health.

When at last it hit zero, her stomach rather abruptly shrank back down to the size it was with just the one occupant. She frowned. Her hunger hadn't been sated nearly as much as she'd hoped.

"Aww, what? I don't get to go after the six he had in him?" Her complaint was immediately answered. A series of bonuses appeared in the 'victory' prompt. Apparently she received additional points for eating another predator. And more points for eating one that had was still digesting its prey. And more points still for nabbing one that had consumed multiple prey. It allowed her to level her skills rather quickly. Her capacity was the focus this time.

Unfortunately, as she suspected, the other six did not count towards her hunger meter. It was still demanding she eat something. She really was going to be 'bottomless' it seemed.

"Hey, kitty, do you know if there are more of those Cha'ik things around? I've got a hankering for seconds." She smirked.

Salano nodded, "Yes, this was just a small lookout post. There is a larger camp further down the road."

"How many are there?" She paused, hoping it wouldn't be some outrageously enormous number.

"I believe there are several dozen." The tiger spoke rather matter-of-factly.

Elisha frowned. She was sure she wouldn't be able to handle that many at once. But she could sure try! With a grunt, she climbed back to her feet and began heading down the road. She would find that camp and eat as many of them as she could. She had limits to test after all!

It didn't take long for her to find it in fact. Only about half an hour's walk saw her arrive at the outer most edge, just far enough out to see it, but not so close to be spotted. Again, she hid herself and peered in on the group. Within minutes, she found another one like the leader she had eaten. And another. And another. There had to be at least seven or eight of them. The rest were the lower level lackeys. Maybe she could figure out a way to pull this off after all.

The paladin delved into her pack and retrieved a rope, eager to make use of it. Cautiously she waited for the opportune moment again, the first of many she assumed. The group seemed to have a regular pattern to their movements, and one of the 'leaders' passed by her hiding place close enough she could grab him. When no one was really paying terribly close attention, the wolf struck. Swiftly, she wrapped a paw over his muzzle to silence him, and wrapped her other arm around his torso, hoisting him off the ground and pinning his arms. In seconds, she had dragged him out of sight back into the brush.

The rope found its way around his wrists and ankles, and his muzzle. She couldn't have him making noise after all. One by one, Elisha captured a group of underlings, feeding them one at a time to the leader she had caught until he was just too heavy to move and groaning too much to worry about keeping quiet. At least it was low enough no one noticed. The process was repeated; catch a leader, tie him up, catch more lackeys, force feed them to the new leader until he was too encumbered to run away. After a while, she had managed to catch all eight of the predator Cha'ik, and they were all stuffed to the point where they couldn't move. Some only took four, others managed to stay mobile until they'd been stuffed with five.

There were still a few of the underlings about, only a handful of them. They were picked off one by one, captured and tied up together as she caught them. Eventually, the camp was empty. Thankfully, the AI had not been programmed to be smart enough to recognize the declining population and have one of them raise the alarm. These stealth meals were starting to be kind of fun. Her stomach growled angrily, knowing there was food about. Time to dine!

Her work finally done, the paladin dragged all her prisoners out of the brush and into the camp proper. Now, she could relax and savor the moment. She started with the unwillingly gluttonous leaders, picking one up and stuffing him down her throat. She felt a similar sense of fullness from him as she had the first one, but it wasn't nearly as strong. The second one helped with that but not enough to make her stop. From there, her greed took over.

In a matter of about half an hour, she had swallowed down all eight of the leaders, their own huge bellies and all. Her stomach was enormous. So big she couldn't move. Luckily, she'd had the foresight to position herself so that she would end up laying on top of the giant bulge. She burped and groaned a little, rubbing her heavily active stomach. Eight writhing meals struggling weakly to escape. Oh it felt glorious. Even the discomfort it brought. And yet, she realized she wasn't to the point where she couldn't possibly eat anything else, even though the meter said differently.

The chain of lackeys she'd prepared for herself watched in horror, trying to pull away as she tugged on the rope. The first was untied and scarfed down. Then the second, then the third, and so on. She didn't really feel much of a slow down until she reached the fifth. By then, she was finding her breath to be a bit more labored than she expected. Still, she wasn't done. The sixth was forced down, and so was the seventh, more slowly than the sixth. She was nearing capacity now. The eighth was of course the slowest. She winced as she forced him down inch by inch until at last, they were all gone. A victorious belch rang out through the camp. It shook her innards and tossed the Cha'ik about. Salano didn't seem disturbed too much by it.

"Are you well, m'lady? That's quite a feast you had." The tiger still had that AI sound to him.

"I'm fine. Really full, but I'm fine. Probably won't be able to move until morning," She hiccuped watching her fullness meter decline incredibly slowly, "Maybe longer." She was stuffed beyond reason. Given her current stats, it was far too much, but it still felt strangely wonderful.

Just as she settled in to digest, a screeching roar filled the sky and she looked up, "Crap... forgot about the dragon."