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           Chapter 4: Curtain Closer                  

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Hanako didn’t get much time to bask in fresh air after that damned girl finally freed her from her hairy prison. She was immediately thrown in a chip bag of all things. While before all she could smell was the scent of fruity shampoo, now all around her was the aroma of cheesy powder.

She didn’t know why Serena put her in here... But to learn, she wasn’t a fan. She was doing this on someone else’s behalf? Who was Bonnie? “I can’t think about that now. I just gotta climb out.” Hanako thought.

She’d known she was burrowed deep inside the bag after Serena shook her about, and she’d been spending her time trying to climb out of it for who knows how long. She was still set on one goal—escaping. And she was going to do it if it was the last thing she ever did.

All she could hear in the background were the sounds of high-pitched voices coming through a speaker. It was in Japanese, her native language, and she’d doubted either of the girls knew it. But judging from the over the top dialogue and sound effects, it was clear to her it was some kind of anime. 

This continued for a while as she attempted to find a way out of the aluminum bag. She felt she was finally reaching the top, before her luck struck her down. The bag slowly opened up, now of all times, right when she was gonna try and crawl her way out of here.

She expected to see Serena again, smiling right into the bag, ready to toy with her some more. Upon opening the bag, she saw a dim room, illuminated only by a small lamp and a TV. Enough to where she was able to make out multiple details of the room.

A rack in the corner of the room seemed to have several different mangas and comics, with an equal variety of their respective figurines as well. Then, likewise, the walls were plastered with anime and comic posters... But more notable than anything else were how many collectibles there were for her! Hanako Lee CD’s and records, figurines she didn’t even know were made, posters planted on the wall right alongside everything else. It was so surreal. She’d remembered all of these photoshoots. And there they were, right there. So many of her own eyes were staring at her as she was trying to escape this geek paradise with her life.

Throughout the blacked out room, where not an inch of outside light could creep in, a girl moved in from a corner obscured by the bag, before sitting down on the chair in front of Hanako. The room's air smelt humid and heavy.

It took her a few seconds to recall, but this had to be the girl she’d seen with Serena before! She never got a good look at her. She had large circular glasses, she had very noticeable bags under her eyes, and as she took her beanie off and carelessly threw it across the room, she revealed her hair in full. The raven-colored, short and unkempt frizzy hair. Her face was a bit on the chubbier side when compared to Serena’s. Yet she was also clearly free from the weight of the hefty makeup that Serena carried.

“This... This is the girl Serena was talking about,” Hanako realized. She was in the presence of what was truly her biggest fan, Bonnie.

The boulder sized, almond colored orbs began to look right at Hanako, like a goddess looking at all the ants she ruled over. Hanako thought for a moment, that truly was the case... As though she had no choice but to patiently wait for her judgment. But this girl clearly had no clue, throughout the darkness of the room that there was something in the bag.

So Hanako tried her best to get her attention.  If this was truly a fan, there was a chance she’d be more forgiving.

She noticed the shut-in swiftly reached into the bag, pulling out one of the cheesy triangles, before Hanako's ears caught the loud crunching. The otaku was wasting no time chowing down, so Hanako turned around and tried to run.

But much to her misfortune, she found herself lifted into the air. Turning around, she saw she was already face to face with the girl. And right behind the giant that overpowered her. She started crawling backwards until she reached the edge of the chip.

As she reached the edge, the panicked girl looked around, trying to come up with a plan. There was a pair of panties in the corner of the room that the girl was likely too lazy to put in the washer yet. Shaking off the disgust of the teenage girl’s used panties, she finally saw behind Bonnie, it was Serena! Lying down, staring right at her! The shock of that moment caused her to lose focus. Then right in that moment, Bonnie tilted the chip upwards. With no time to react, Hanako was flung off the edge and shot downwards. 

“Ahhh! No!” Hanako yelled out. was she really going to fall to her death on some teen’s floor? The same floor she’d dump her used clothes on later?! She thought for a moment before she processed where she was going.

For just a moment, she saw her destination. She was going right above the entrance of the girl's shirt collar. She was heading right towards the girls’ bosom, and there wasn't a thing she could do about it.

Hanako screamed “Noo! Help me!” Before smoothly sliding right in the girls collar.

“Yo Seren– Hey!! She fell asleep already?!”

Darkness immediately overtook Hanako. She didn’t get time to get another scream out before she found herself tumbling down one of the girl's massive boobs.

Her arms grasped the air for anything that could possibly spare her from falling any further, and soon she found success. Her arms were harshly tugged as they bore the weight of her fall.

But luckily for Hanako, she was okay, she’d managed to grab the top of the girls bra before she tumbled down the titanic teat.

“O-Oh, thank god, thank god!” She said with relief. She was still stuck inside the nerdy girl's shirt. But that was okay... She thought to herself. “I’ll just pull myself up now... Then I can think of how to get out of here then.” Hanako began to pull herself up.

She felt disgusted, putting her bare hands on the teens warm and equally bare mammary... Several hours ago, she was talking about marrying her boyfriend. Now, here she was... Stuck inside of the shirt of what was in many ways, her biggest fan. 

She wasn’t even sure how the girl was able to grow such a huge rack. It seemed as though her bra was on its last legs trying to hold up the oversized udders. If you truly are what you eat, then Hanako is currently being dominated by a soft hill of junk food. It got all the more horrific each second Hanako thought about her situation.

It still hadn’t fully dawned on her... She’d really almost been eaten alive. The thought of the girl's lips, every pore of her face visible. A stranger, and loving fan threatening to gulp her down. It was all still burning itself into her mind. There had to exist no worse fate. Yet still, it didn’t take away from her current one being hell.

Then when her final foot was on the top of the bra, with Hanako preparing to think of where to go from there, she heard something.

“Urghhhh”

Bonnie let out a discomforted groan, vibrating Hanako’s entire world. It was then she felt the giant slightly shift, she felt Bonnie’s hand clasp the boob she was on. Before Bonnie ever so slightly opened up her overworked bra cup. “No, don’t!!” Hanako yelped, as she slipped right down the small space that was made. The breast cup gulped her down fully into the girl's left tit. She wasn’t allowed to fall for more than a second, when Bonnie’s cup slapped right back against her pale orb. 

Hanako winced when she felt the cotton slap against her back, squeezing her with all of its might into Bonnie’s boob. And with how tight it was inside of the undersized cup, that was a lot of might.

It took Hanako a moment to realize what happened, but the shut-in’s tiny adjustment caused her to be slammed face first into the nerd's nipple, and the bra refused to let her budge.

When she realized, she spiraled into panic. 

“No! God no! Get away, get away from me!” She screamed as she tried her best to push away to no avail. The nipple was the size of a truck to her... She could feel every detail of the girl's nipple. The areola that her nude body was forced to cuddle against, and the intrusive nipple that was constantly kissing at her delicate face no matter how hard she attempted futile resistance.

“This team is totally useless!” 

She heard her captor yell out. 

“Why are they blaming me for that?! Arrrgh!”

The sulky complaint was the last thing Hanako heard before she felt Bonnie lean over her desk impetuously. And with that came a sharp pain.

*CRACK*

“AHH!”

Hanako squawked as though she were a dying animal.

Nearly the full weight of the wallflowers jumbo-sized jug slammed into her with a bone breakingly grueling assertion. As soft as Bonnie’s mammaries were, that hardly meant anything when the whole weight introvert’s boob was aggressively kneading her into the far less gentle wooden desk.

Such a simple action had broken what felt as though it were several of her bones. 

Hanako used all of her strength to move her face away from the almighty areola, in an effort to save just a fraction of her forgone dignity. “It hurts... So much. G-Get me out, please...” She muttered, through the waves of pain. 

Hanako wept “W-why is this happening t-” She didn’t get to finish as her insignificant movements completely dominated her once more.

“Oh, come on...”

Once those words were uttered, Bonnie finished the job she’d unknowingly started, leaning even more, and enveloping Hanako with the unbridled entire weight of her tit.

Unfortunately for Hanako, while it may not have been as harsh as the first time, the shut-in managed to catch her with an open mouth, and the pink nipple invited itself into her mouth.

“M-MMmMph!” Muffled screams were heard to no one but the tiny woman. She’d quickly realized her position.

Her futile struggles meant nothing, trying to kick and punch only lead to her arms and her only functioning leg burying themselves deeper into the bare and sweaty breast flesh, doing nothing but giving a gentle massage to her captor. And screaming only meant she’d further the inevitable process of the teenage girl's nipple permanently burning its every detail into the memory of her thousands of taste buds. 

The idol could feel the boob sweat saturate every pore on her nude body, seeping through her hair. It was like getting cleaned in a mud bath. The sweaty tits created an unpleasantly musky odor; aroma that had what could only be described as “teenager” in every single breath. It didn’t help that all of the perspiration was collected by the already drenched cotton bra that imprisoned her. Making sure she never had one moment where her lungs and body weren’t prevailed by the pore secretion.

That wasn’t even considering the pain she was feeling in her right leg, the brittle bones had already given out and broke apart against the weight of the Hanako’s most loving fan. It hurt so much.

Hanako wanted to scrape off her own tongue, as it unwillingly lapped at the nipple. She felt so dirty, like she had to shed her own skin. That only worsened when she suddenly felt the teens nipple harden, its every detail grew more defined. 

Even if the teen didn’t know about her being in her bra, her body still did. It gladly welcomed Hanako to please it further. The teens aroused nipple forcing more love out of her resistant tongue, it was as though Hanako was a baby being breastfed by her mother. She’d never been into women, being intimate with a woman would’ve disgusted her, but what disgusted her wasn’t relevant, it didn’t matter what she thought.

She couldn’t even bring herself to consider Bonnie a woman. Yet, still, here the teen was, with her nipple continuing to force all the love out of Hanako’s resistant tongue. It was as though Hanako was a stubborn baby being breastfed by her mother. Surely that’s not power a mere highschool girl could hold over her?

With each meager inhale the highschooler let in, Hanako felt herself screech in pain with the heft of Bonnie’s chests increasing. Then with each exhale, she was given a brief moment of solace, before the cycle resumed. Such an otherwise thoughtless action, was so significant to her, that she dreaded each inhale as though she was waiting for Bonnie to punch her in the face, which to her, would’ve been preferable.

She knew of the horrible situations Shrinkees had to face but she couldn’t ever imagine anything as disgusting, humiliating, painful as this.

The idol just sobbed, what remained of her makeup that hadn’t been drowned away already by soggy sweat of the teens boob was washed away by her tears.

She couldn’t do this, this couldn’t be real. She told herself to be strong this whole time, but now, the same three words repeated itself throughout her addled mind.

“Get... me... out...”

She thought between weeps.

The pressure was lifted off her, when she heard a slight groan, and Bonnie stood up.

“This is why I hate wearing these! Why is it so itchy?!”

Hanako made out those words, before she felt the tight, unforgiving grip of the bra release her of its hold. She’d realized her struggles lead to Bonnie finally unhooking her bra. Trying to exercise quick wit, she quickly grabbed onto the girl's erect nipple.

Hanako wasn’t given much time to think about how her mouth was no longer being sullied by the nipples arousal, or how it felt to not have the full weight of the oversized tits enveloping her, because Bonnie wasted no time in swiping Hanako off of her nipple from the outside.

“NO! NO! I DON’T WANNA DIE!” Hanako screamed out as she fell from the nipple, and began sliding down from the girl's chest, to her belly. But then, she felt herself slip down past the girl's belly.

Yet, she hadn’t found herself as a red blotch on the shut-in’s floor. Instead, she found herself entangled in what at first seemed to be thousands of damp wires. She thought that for a moment, before a much stronger musk reeking of femininity began to overtake her lungs throughout the endless humidity.

“Oh god...” 

She’d found herself entangled in the girl's pubic hair. Unlucky enough to have slipped down the girls shorts. The hair was rough, far rougher than Serena’s head of hair that she’d spent hours in. It was completely damp with sweat... And for all she knew, that wasn’t the only thing drenching the wire-like hair.

It wasn’t long before she felt the hair splitting apart, and all she could do was yelp, as she fell lower into the front of the ravenette’s panties.

“NO! NOT THER-!” 

*SQUELCH*

She slammed face first against the girl's lower lips with a wet smack.

The wet lips gave her a sloppy smooch upon contact. Hanako sobbed, she could hardly move with how sticky it was against the lips.

“T-this can’t be real! GET ME OUT OF HERE! ANYBODY!” She screamed with all the strength her lungs could possibly have in the humid musty jail  that was the girl's panties.

This was far worse than anything she’d experienced thus far. The scent of the girl's lips disgusted her, it was roaring with the scent of growing arousal. It was something she wouldn’t wish upon her worst enemy. Her humiliation was overwhelming. She was using all the strength in her upper body to try and keep her face from making direct contact with her stirred roommate. 

The juices that steadily oozed from the girl's vagina latched to every inch of her lower body. The goo was like a disgusting bodily syrup. Hanako wasn’t able to struggle much because of it.

But still, from her slightest movements, she felt the lips moisture grow at a rapid pace. 

There was nothing she could do, the wallflower who’d unknowingly tortured her clearly had a hefty pent-up arousal... 

She felt the nerd's sized thighs cross on each other, before she rubbed them back and forth. Hanako’s efforts to keep her face away from the loving lips were thwarted, as the inner thighs slammed her face first and began to brush her about.

The teen's vagina deviously ganged up on her with the two tensed-up pillars that were Bonnie’s thighs. She was slammed between them both with muted yelps.

“MmnNn~!” The goddess moaned out.

With a mixture of several different emotions, her stomach lurched.

Hanako felt her situation was about to get a lot worse. 

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“So much for all that grinding,” Bonnie complained as she exited out of her game with a sulky pout. “It means nothing if I get teamed with someone who’s right out of the womb...” 

Bonnie looked back to Serena, the girl still slept completely sound. 

“Why would she stay here for me...” The wallflower thought to herself. She still appreciated it. Serena always looked after her, even when she was upset over something so stupid.

“You coulda got past episode three of the Indigo Killers at least... The girls were just about to get their powers...” She grumbled before reaching back over to her chips.

Before she could put her hand in the bag, she felt a sharp pleasure.

“O-oh~” She found herself erupting with arousal.

It made sense; she had so much pent up stress from everything. Today was supposed to be one of the greatest days of her life. Seeing the woman she loved so much in person... It wasn’t worth much when she got to be around her for a few minutes.

 “That’s what I get for trying to leave my room. Maybe she’ll come back when I graduate college, if I’m lucky.” She sarcastically muttered.

Yet again another shock of pleasure echoed throughout her body. She found herself leaning her head all the way back in her chair, and crossing her thighs together. She couldn’t help but aggressively rub them against each other as she was dominated by her desires.

“MmnNn~!”

“Y-Yes... Yes... I hear you, feisty tiger...” She moaned out to herself. 

Her pent up stress was the strongest it had been in awhile... So she had to deal with it one of the best ways she could alone.

“Mmm... All right, all right. That’s enough... I’ll give you some proper attention, girl.” Bonnie tried to gather herself. She briefly typed away on her computer before playing her favorite playlist. 

It was all of her most favored songs from her idol, Hanako Lee. She played it just loud enough to where she’d be able to hear it in her room, but not enough to where it’d wake anyone.

With the angelic voice of the pop star gracing her ears, she stood up out of her chair, and looked to her bed.

She saw her best friend still snoozing away on her bed. “Oh, Serena...” She realized with a sigh. But that wouldn’t stop her.

As gently as she could, she moved Serena to the side of her bed blocked by the wall. “Wouldn’t wanna make you fall off the bed... Just keep sleeping tight Serena, don’t you worry about me.” The dork chuckled.

It was so awkward doing this with Serena sleeping on her bed, but she wouldn’t wake her up. Plus, she felt she was going to lose her mind if she didn’t have some way to take out her frustration.

 Letting herself crawl onto the bed as delicately as possible, she allowed her head to rest at the end of the bed, right next to the snoring Serena’s bare feet.

She tried moving her friend's feet away, but the brunette kept moving her purple-painted toes right back. “I wasn’t ready to do this with sleeping beauty’s naked piggies by my face...” Bonnie petulantly protested

Bonnie shuffled her head away from Serena’s feet. “Well at least she’s got good moisturizer.” She thought before reaching her hands down to her shorts and slowly pulling them down.

Her panties had a dark wet spot on them as if they were roaring for release. She gently rubbed them through the soft cotton, before pulling them down as well.

Then she picked up her phone, before going to her go-to erotic manga site. She let her finger’s trickle down her body, before they crawled their way between her thighs.

Bonnie adjusted her glasses, and let out a deep breath.

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Hanako felt the girl moving from inside her humid prison.

And it didn’t take long for a familiar voice to enter her ears from inside the combined prison of the tight shorts and panties. It was combined with a catchy instrumental that reminded Hanako of a time a decade ago.

The aroused wallflower was playing Hanako’s own music...

Hanako wasn’t given too much time to bask in her sorrow, as she soon felt the fabric that contained her pull itself apart.

“AHHHH!” 

She screamed, as the sticky juices staining the panties played tug of war with her body against the far stickier nether lips.

It all happened in a moment, she wasn't significant enough to cause a proper struggle. But the pain she felt was unbearable. It was like a giant Band-Aid being forcefully torn off her entire bare body. She felt her face torn off of the lips, and her head pulled all the way back by her hair, while all she could do is hope the pain stopped.

Then the panties separated themselves from the vagina, Hanako’s already strained, nearly dried out eyes unwillingly watered from the pain. She could swear the stained cotton took a layer of her skin and hair with it. 

The Popstar could only let out a paltry cry “Ah... Ah... I-it hurts...” How was it possible to feel so much pain? That was a question she wouldn’t get an answer to anytime soon.

But as the dim light in the room finally surrounded her, she looked at her goddess through watering eyes. 

It couldn’t have been that long since she’d last seen her. But no matter what, each time she sees her, she ends up exponentially more terrified of the nerdy teen than the last.

She couldn’t make out her face fully, with the hills of the shut-in’s large breasts that had tortured her before obscuring her. That wasn’t even considering the excess of dark hair on the giant crotch also blocking her vision.

But as Bonnie exhaled, she could briefly see the expression she was making. 

The popstar saw the girl biting her fingernail, glowing with exhilaration, before she reached for her phone. It finally shook her back to reality... just in time for her to hear her song reach the chorus.

Looking to her side, she noticed the girl's free hand had snuck its way between the prison of Bonnie’s thighs. She was so petrified from being stared down by the demon, that she hadn’t noticed the teens fingers crawling their way right to her.

“I love this chorus...”  She heard her fan mutter, before the girl began humming to herself.

 Then the fingers landed directly on her, completely enveloping her in the digits.

She knew what came next with hormonal teenagers. 

“No! No! Stop! Don’t you dare!” Hanako yelped as she attempted to pull herself away from the glue trap of a vagina.

Bonnie wasted no time, immediately battering Hanako back and forth into the pink petals as she rigorously massaged her pussy. Forcing Hanako to participate in her lustful self-indulgence.

“MnMmn~!!”

Hanako heard the girl’s poor attempts at withholding her urge to moan, it was so loud to her she couldn’t even hear her own desperate pleas over the ravenette’s pleasure. She could only imagine the teen biting her lip in a poor attempt to hold her tongue.  

Bonnie’s full hand dropped on her vagina, running in swift circles. The sounds of wet juices slushed around the popstar's ears. With each lap she did around the outside of the pulsating love petals, she found herself briefly journeying through the excess jungle of thick black pubic hair that stuck out around Bonnie’s moistened cave.

Hanako felt her stomach twisting in disgust, as it captured mouthfuls of the geek's nectar. A flavor that while she shamefully acknowledged as sweet, still made the time she spent tasting salty tit sweat seem like heaven. She caught herself trying to cough it up, only to bag up more of the slime in her belly when she tried. It was a taste she never wanted to know in her life. Regardless, it made its way to the top of the teenager’s tastes that had burned themselves into her tastebuds memory. 

“M-mm- A-Ah~!”

A moan escaped from the cracks of the introvert’s lips, and Hanako felt the teens speed increase like a switch was dialed up a scale inside the girl at that exact second. 

Not a moment later, she felt herself lifted up with the girl's finger, stuck to it with a layer of sticky juices. She screamed out when she saw where the finger was pointing. It was locked on to Bonnie’s vagina opening, like a missile determined to give an explosive finish.

“Not this, not this!” The thought played over and over in Hanako’s head. The helplessness in knowing that no matter what she tried, how much she screamed, she was still going to plunge into this high schooler's love tunnel. 

It far surpassed the disgust of her intimacy with the teen’s chest, or even the outer vagina. She was about to experience the most intimate inches of the girl's body.

 “ANYTHING BUT THIS! PLEASE! YOU CAN’T DO THIS! H-!” Hanako screamed for her life, before the digits slammed her into the disgusting hormonal hell.

*SLLLCKk*

It felt like she was submerged underwater the second she entered the teen's cave of intimacy. 

Bonnie drilled her in and out of her pussy at breakneck speeds with wet smacks.

*SLLLlLLllkcK*

*SllLllKccKk*

The wet sounds of the sweet canal assaulted Hanako’s ears. Her frantic struggles meant nothing, only exciting the tightening lukewarm walls that enfolded upon her. 

It was clear, from the girl's lifestyle, and from the strength of the hungry tunnel that this was a virgin vagina. The pure ferocity in its exhilaration, its grip on her. It was like the teens starving crotch could truly sense she was present, like it was waiting for the day someone besides Bonnie would penetrate into this creamy cavern. The surge of juices that forced their way into every single hole on her body, claiming her with marks of love goo.

“Ah~ ! Ah~ !”

As she screamed for her life, Bonnie let out moans of pleasure. All her struggling meant was that she’d get her horny captor off a little more. 

“MmNn~” 

The physical toll was more prominent than anything she’d gone through that night. With the unaware goddess constantly whaling at her, and the tight virgin walls gripping her like a vice. It felt as though her neck was about to split from keeping her head from flying off of her body each time the shut-in thrusted her in the same repetitive cycle.

Hanako couldn’t move an inch of her body enough to make any significant impact, with the guillotine that was the vagina walls clasping around her. 

She found more of her brittle bones found themselves giving up against the will of the aroused deity. 

“MmMMpH!” Hanako moaned in pain with each thrust. She, just like Bonnie, struggled to make sure her mouth stayed shut. For Hanako however, she wasn’t holding back moans of pleasure. She did not dare want to catch more mouthfuls of juice.

The idol was sure her eyes were balling, but she wouldn't be able to tell, because it would’ve been washed away in an instant by the love juice.

As time passed, she wasn’t sure how long she’d been here but she prayed it was long enough to where the teen would soon stop. 

“Y-yes...”

Her captor muttered in a voice that vibrated throughout the pussy. Bonnie’s excitement was seemingly reaching its absolute height, and Hanako felt that, when she could feel the pulsating of the girl's rapidly racing heart throughout the touchy walls.

*THUMP* *THUMP*

*THUMP* *THUMP*

*THUMP* *THUMP*

“Please! Let it be over!” Hanako internally begged. She could hear the breaths of the socially inept shut-in grow labored. But in return for seeing the light at the end of the moist tunnel, she was promised a pain that would end their lovemaking with a bang.

Bonnie shoved the middle finger Hanako was stuck on as far as possible into her seemingly endless cave. Hanako yelped upon being slammed into a wet wall, a wall that she unfortunately identified as the teen's cervix. The shut-in kept it up, bashing her back and forth into the most intimate corner of her entire body. The musty intimacy of the girl's poorly managed nethers encompassing her.

“Ghluh!” Hanako coughed as the wind knocked out of her. She found herself catching mouthfuls of juices yet again.

“HA...”

“HA…”

“HA….” 

Her torturer panted, continuing to slam Hanako to the end of her pussy with wet pounds.

Hanako felt so dirty, as if this situation put a permanent stain on her that would never be cleansed, it felt as though she was permanently marked as Bonnie’s. 

She knew she shouldn’t have thought it, but as she suffered what was nearly the climax, she thought about how she was betraying her boyfriend. It wasn’t possible to be more intimate than this, and it was forced upon her by another girl, a stranger until today. Bonnie somehow managed to make her feel as though she was disloyal on top of everything else.

Hanako was fucked nearly to death by this horny and oblivious high schooler, yet she managed to think a small part of it was somehow her fault.

As she thought this, Bonnie’s pants and thrusts reached their absolute height.

 Hanako was a complete victim to the high school geek. Bonnie was like a titan sized horny beast in heat, one who'd found their partner and wouldn't be satisfied until all her sexual frustrations were forced upon their unwilling mate. To others she was nothing more than some otaku shut-in... But to the beloved star, she was a demon eager to force her

‘lover’ to bathe in her viscous, sticky discharge, and free her from virginity’s label.

 All she could hear was the repeated wet slapping of the seniors pussy, thrusting the idol in and out. 

“A-almost...”

“Ha…”

“T-there…” 

Bonnie's muscles rapidly contracted around the woman as she reached the peak of her orgasm. It felt like two buildings of pure muscle shutting around her. She knew what was coming... 

“N-NOOOO”

Hanako screamed in fear, feeling as though she was going to be reduced to an unrecognizable paste 

“Mmmngh... AaAaah~~~!”

Bonnie moaned out in ecstasy of her explosive finish.

Hanako could’ve never imagined that in all her years she would’ve ended up popping a teenage girl's cherry. But the pants and high-pitched moans of that very girl drilled that reality into her. And Bonnie would be unaware that she’d lost her virginity to the star she loved so much. 

Both of them were no longer able to hold their tongues. With one giving way to misery, and another to pleasure.

Hanako really thought this was it, that she would just be crushed to death after being molested. But Bonnie’s fingers still stuck to her. Light eclipsed Hanako once more, for the first time in what felt like days. 

As Bonnie’s fingers slid out of her love cave, Hanako found herself flying off the juices, and landing right back on top of the pussy lips.

Just in time for a surge of cloudy cream to surge out like a waterfall. The gallons of cum sliding down Bonnie’s nethers and onto her bed.

Splashing onto the bed, she watched in fear as Bonnie’s hairy beast oozed up the white river. The twitching pink petals she’d been forced to deflower stared down its mate that freed it from the chains of virginity. The one that brought it to an eruptive climax that the socially inept teen could have only dreamed of.

Hanako’s lower half was buried in her captor's girl goo. She flung her battered arms back in an attempt to pull away to no avail. The world moved in slow motion, her own song that echoed through Bonnie’s room having gone to a poppy instrumental.

She looked around to see Bonnie’s two thighs still surrounding her on both sides, glistening with sweat from her workout—then she looked at her cruel goddess.

Like before, she couldn’t see most of her face, but this time she couldn’t even look her in the eyes. The girl's glasses had completely fogged up from her panting breaths. Her face was completely flushed, and she was dripping sweat everywhere as if she’d just ran a marathon.

That was all she saw in what was no more than a couple seconds, before a tidal wave of the cloudy cream gushed from the nethers and splashed right into her face, making her head crash right into the bed.

“Ha...”

“Ha…” 

Delayed pants were all the sopping star made out beyond the sounds of her own gargled voice. Not even 30 seconds after she’d finally escaped the repulsive cavern, she was once again fearing for her life.

“G-gllub” Her words bubbled to the top of the sea of cum, her life flashing before her eyes as she felt her captor get up from her bed.

Was this it? Was this how she went out, drowning in this girl's love?

Her mind was sporadic upon feeling herself losing consciousness after the restless abuse. She tried her best to cling onto consciousness.

Those frantic thoughts were interrupted, when from her blurred, fading vision, she saw two giant moons directly over her. Her addled mind realized far too late that these were the bare buttcheeks of the wallflower.

Hanako gargled her mouth in cum when she attempted to give a gut-wrenching scream from under the cums submersion.

The two pale moons slammed down on top of her. The Popstar was clenched by the fleshy mush of the cheeks, with Bonnie shuffling around slightly.

“Bonnie, I’ve got some food for you, dear!”

When those muffled words were shouted in the background someone began to turn the knob to the blacked out room. With that, she felt Bonnie immediately spring up out of her seat, before Hanako was hugged by the soft cotton of her panties.

She couldn’t help but blench when her feet made contact with the wrinkly pucker that was the girl’s anus. Before she felt her feet being sucked in. 

“No, no, no! I have to get her attention if it’s the last thing I do.” She said to herself, before she struggled around with all her might.  

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Bonnie panicked when she felt her mother opening the door, her lower half was completely bare for god's sake! Couldn’t she knock?!

Doing her best to improvise, quickly turning her music off from her phone. She pulled her panties up her legs as fast as possible, before grabbing her covering and burying herself under them on her bed.

Bonnie felt her glasses slip off her sweating face during her hastened movements. In her carelessness, she slammed right into the glasses the moment before her mother entered her room.

*Crack*

She only hoped they didn’t fully break.

Her mother entered the room a little confused. “Bonnie, are you really sleeping...? Surely the music I heard a second ago was my imagination, right?” The older woman asked in a sarcastic manner, calling her daughters bluff.

Bonnie sighed in defeat “Y-yes...” She muttered.

“Well that’s a flawless defense. Here, I’ll just leave this for you... I know Serena doesn’t like all the processed food but if she changes her mind...” Her mother placed something on the ground. “I’m going to my nightshift. Don’t stay up too long, you have school. Am I understood, Miss?” 

 “Yes, mom…” The girl mumbled from under her covers before her mother closed the door and got ready to leave.

Bonnie jumped up when she heard her mothers car start. It would’ve been just a little awkward if her mom caught her in her previous position. She reached for her glasses her hand had slammed into. As she thought, they were split at the bridge.

Bonnie craned her head back and petulantly groaned before throwing the glasses onto her bed. “Ughh... I'm gonna be squinting like an old grandma till I get these fixed... What a night...”

She shook it off and went to her door, grabbing the fast food packaging her mother left her. It was a burger and some fries. “These always disgusted Serena...” Bonnie looked over to her sleeping best friend.

“She’s not awake to complain about it though~♪” The geek cheered to herself while walking over to her chair. 

Yet she couldn’t help but clench her cheeks when she was bugged by an incessant itch between them. She realized it was no ordinary itch, she swore she could feel little movements.

“There is no way!” Bonnie said to herself as she swiftly reached into her panties before pinching at what was inside, hoping she was wrong about what it was, maybe it was just some itchy threads.

Sure enough, when she pinched it between her fingers, she moved it to her face for the slightest second. She couldn’t make out too many details, but the minor movements were enough for her to get the picture.

Which initiated a reasonable reaction from the dorky girl.

“EEK!” Bonnie let out a high-pitched scream, before instinctually flicking her finger as fast as she could. 

Bonnie gasped and clasped her hand over her mouth at her unwillingly loud girly scream. She quickly turned her head to Serena, who was completely unfazed. 

“W-well that’s good at least.”

The bug flew somewhere off her hand. Bonnie assumed, or rather, hoped it died from the impact wherever it landed.

She wiped her finger as much as she could on her glistening thigh, “D-dude... C’mon, really?” 

It was probably a blessing that she wasn’t wearing her glasses... She would prefer not to see the intricate details of the bug who tried spelunking through her cheeks. 

Maybe Serena was right about her room having bugs. But them being in her panties... “Hopefully that thing died... As long as it’s not in *there* anymore... You pervy little bugs...” She spoke with a clear disgust in her voice while she shivered.

“Well I guess I’ll clean up my hands and then sleep...” The girl thought to herself, before she found her vision craning back over to her food. “Buuuuuut, a warrior can’t go to sleep on an empty stomach, can they?” She chuckled.

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Hanako had a glimmer of hope when she felt the giantess pluck her out of the horrid landscape of the panties, free from the girl's privates for the first time in what felt like ages. 

She found herself brought face to face with the goddess, her sticky fingers pinching at her while she briefly eyed her. She thought for the first time that this was it, she’d finally seen her! Hanako realized far too late that the girl wasn’t even wearing her circular glasses, she was squinting as though she were an old lady trying to read. Her yelling was for naught, she felt herself flying through the air, while both her and Bonnie let out girly screams.

The star looked for just a moment to realize where she was headed. It was right back in the opening of that same chip bag that kickstarted her night with Bonnie.

*CRACK*

Her back cracked, as did the chip she landed on. 

“G-Gah!” She coughed, sitting there with the wind knocked out of her for a couple minutes.

“I can’t stay here...” She whispered, as she attempted to lift herself up, but she fell right back down. Her body was so beaten, she couldn’t even bring herself to stand on her feet.

She felt her world shake about, when a giant hand slid in. 

*CRUNCH*

*CRUNCH*

The non-stop chewing could be heard from the outside world. Once again she was chowing down. 

There weren’t many chips left, only a few of the cheesy triangles remained. With a couple more crunches, she realized she was all that remained. She tried to pull herself off the center of the chip. It was far too late, however. Her couple minutes she spent winded would cost her. She felt the snack lifted out of the bag.

Her words for all in vain “Why?! Why?! Why can’t I get a break for one second?!” She yelled out, seeing the surface world once more, 

There the ravenette was, right in front of her, scarfing down some cheap fast food. Hanako tried to shuffle backwards once again, like she was in a time loop, she looked beyond Bonnie to see Serena sleeping soundly.

Hanako took a deep breath...

“PLEASE! STOP THIS! I-I’M SORRY! IT’S MY FAULT!!” Hanako screamed at the top of her lungs. When she realized the sound of her screaming paled in comparison to the sheer volume of her giant fans chewing. Serena hadn’t done more than briefly shuffle, and Bonnie continued to eat. 

This left the popstar at a loss for words. “I-I…” She stumbled over her speech, as the teenager brought her to her lips.

She watched the giant almond orbs of the adorable giant looked down on her. Only this time, Hanako was covered in orange cheese. It was enough for the girl not to notice with her impaired vision 

Bonnie eyed her for a moment “Ooo, this one’s got extra cheese... Cheeseplosion!” She cheered out. It was hard to believe from the puerile behavior, that this was the same girl who tortured her this entire night, the same one that threatened to end her life right now.

Hanako tried to crawl away “N-no... No you don’t understand...” It was too late, she looked at the two ginormous plush lips of the nerd. Before Bonnie’s tongue slithered out of her mouth, and ran them over her pink lips slowly, leaving them moistened in her saliva.

Bonnie only bothered with three more words.

“Come…”

“No! No! Get me out of here!” Pleaded the star.

“Tuh...”

Her miniature weeps got no reaction, her crawling left her still ways away from the edge of the chip. She looked behind her, with tears running from her eyes.

“Mama!” 

Those were the last three words Hanako heard, before Bonnie’s lips separated. It was a truly horrific sight. Strings of cheese infused saliva attached to her tongue and the roof of her mouth split apart as she opened wide. It was as though the girl was purposely teasing her beloved star.

It felt like fate wanted to end her night of hell with a bang. She sat there in disbelief, the idea that if she went in there, she would never come out... It terrified her, more than anything else that night. Because this time there would be no coming back. “P-please... PLEASE! I DON’T WANT TO BE EATE-”

*CRUNCH*

Hanako was acquainted with the coral-colored snake that was the teenager's tongue; stained with orange from Bonnie’s recent eating. She yelped as it wrapped its way around her, forcing her deeper into the steaming embrace of the wallflower's maw. 

The inside of the mouth was steaming. It reeked of stale air, the lingering aroma of junk-food seemed to entirely permeate the wet cavern. In just a couple seconds of being tossed into the glistening grotto, she was bathed in wads of dry spit; struggling to keep her head above the surface of mouth fluids.

“NO!” Hanako fought against the mammoth of muscle, but it had completely overpowered her. She had invaded the home of the soggy serpent, and it refused to take no for an answer. She would have no choice but to get well-acquainted. The shrinkee girl found herself tossed around the mouth, while sickening crunches of the chips caught under Bonnie’s molars surrounded her.

Her mind wandered onto the fact that there truly was no way that the teeth could differentiate between her and the cheap junk food. “N-No! No! I can’t let that be me! I have to get out of here, anyway possible!” She attempted to rationalize. 

The ferocity in the tongue’s speed dazed her almost as much as her time in the girl’s nethers. Then in an instant, she felt the tongue forcefully drag her right over to the girl’s left cheek. Her inner cheek felt much fleshier than any other part of her overly affectionate fan’s maw. It was so fleshy, yet simultaneously so wet. She was forced to ingest the soggy chips that stuck to the moist cheek. 

She would never think so much about every intimate detail, every scent, feeling, and taste of a person's body. “I shouldn’t have to think about any of this! I shouldn’t have to go through this! No one should...” She thought in her head, this was her fate the moment she was found by the pigtailed girl. From that point, there was nothing she could’ve done. She knew that; and that’s why it hurt so much. Her struggles never mattered... Hanako’s biggest mistake was being unlucky.

If anyone were with Bonnie outside the dank prison, they might’ve seen the tiny form of Hanako struggling against her cheek. 

“MmmMm”

The moans of Bonnie vibrated her entire being throughout the mouth. The tongue dragged her off the cheek. She was moved to the center of the tongue. 

 *SQUELCH*

 The popstar yelped, when the tongue smacked her into the roof of the wet mouth. Hugged between the soft tongue, and the rough palate.  Not a moment later she heard another moan from the ravenette.

“Mmm-Mmm-Mm!” She moaned out like a child eating candy. Hanako seemed to stick out to her after all, as she took a moment to suck her of her flavor.

*SLUCK*

*SLUCKKK*

She screeched, feeling as though life was being sucked out of her. Unfortunately, It was the closest thing Hanako could get to a bath that night. Dried cum, powdery cheese, alongside Hanako and Bonnie’s combined sweat flooding its way down the teenagers throat.

While the life was being sucked out of her, she found the tongue dipping itself down to Hanako’s lower body, before it slid its way between her legs. “NO! GET AWAY!” She attempted to cover her bare smooth pussy; the tongue slapping away her hands forcefully. 

The sensation when the tongue focused itself entirely on her nethers was unlike any other. “H- Ha~! No, sto—!” Hanako continued cutting herself off, letting out constant, unwilling moans of pleasure.

“Mhmm?”

Then the pink serpent dropped her. Hanako was allowed a moment's respite; before the tongue picked her back up, pushing its weight into her, as it crashed her into the girls front teeth.

Hanako pleaded as she covered her pussy. “N-No more... No more, please...” It was pointless. With her back pinned against the teeth, the tongue forcefully dove between her legs.

*SLRRRRRP*

*SLC’KKK*

The soggy muscle ran up and down across her crotch, grinding her across the girl's teeth. She felt her body weakening, every movement broken apart by her quivering arousal. No matter how much Hanako knew she didn’t want this, her body still did. Struggles weakened, and screams turned to moans. Bonnie’s thirsty tongue yearned for its sweet treat, and Hanako’s body starved for a temporary release.

Hanako was filled with an ephemeral hope when she took notice of a slight light infiltrating her prison with the girl's teeth separating. She tried to dive out, before the titans lips slammed around her body. Looking down all she could see was some unrecognizable comic Bonnie was reading, and the girls crossed legs; Hanako tried her best to avoid flashbacks of her time between them.

The girl's finger reached up right in front of her face, and she could only look at it with her reddened, tired eyes. 

“Whhoopsie... Bhegone whith yhou rhogue chip....”

“You don’t have to do this...” She whimpered with her debilitated voice.

*POP*

With a wet pop, the girl's lips closed once again, and Bonnie wasn’t going to make the same mistake. The moist serpent resorted to lapping at her womanhood again, casually reaching between her legs as though they were lifelong lovers. 

*SLCKKK*

It was as though this was Bonnie’s body repaying Hanako for earlier. Hanako’s begging was incomprehensible throughout her moaning. Her body temperature rising in the already stuffy cavern, she didn’t want this.

“D-DON’T DO T-THI- A-Ah~!” The pop star's pussy pulsated, the abused star nearing an unfortunate climax. 

As if it could sense the growing sweetness between her legs, like bait in front of a shark, the tongue siphoned between her legs with all of its force.

*SLUCK*

“Urgh...” Hanako put her hand to her face, no longer trying to fight the tongue, but rather fighting the urge to give into another moan. She closed her eyes as saliva and chewed up food washed around her, just hoping it would all end soon.

Bonnie sucked one last time.

*SLUUUUUUCKKKK!*

Hanako received the best orgasm of her life, and couldn’t resist her primal desire to let out a moan of pleasure.

“A-ahhhh~!” 

Her cum dripped out from her legs, before it trailed down the tongue, then her love fell down the opening of her throat. She came in the girl’s mouth, while covered in a blanket of chewed up junk-food and saliva.

“Whow thas schweet!”

The shrinkee tried to claw towards the lips, knowing any second now she could be tossed to the molars and reduced to a red paste. Just then, the tongue flicked backwards, and with all the fatty foods, she flung to the back of the girl's mouth.

Hanako’s heart sank... She was trying to swallow her alive. 

In her stubborn desire to go out any other way, she grabbed onto the uvula. She could only hear the loud, effortless gulp below her.

*GULP*

All the junk food slid down... and not a moment later, Bonnie’s mouth opened wide. Hanako heard a slight noise below her, before she was shot with a blast of hell's air.

“BWWwARrRrP”

A beefy bass erupted from the girl's throat, the ghastly vibrations shook throughout Hanako’s meager body. Adulterating her body in the wafted leftovers of soda and fatty junk food

She thought she was going to lose consciousness from the violent turbulence of rancid air, air that was just a taste of what was below. She found herself losing her grip, and falling before her leg got caught in the throat.

Catching her senses just in time to notice this, and see Bonnie lift a can of soda up to her mouth. A wave of sugary brown.

“NOO-OOOO!” 

In an instant, the burning fizz enveloped her body and Bonnie’s throat prepared to send her away.

*GLLLL’RRRK*

*GLL’RRRK*

*GUUUUULP*

Hanako was no match for the budding cannibal's throat, sliding down the gullet like a waterslide. Too weak to cause even the slightest strain. 

Hanako was in disbelief, prickling down Bonnie’s throat with the soda. “I-I’m going to be digested alive…” There was no worse fate.

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“Ah~”

Bonnie let out a refreshed breath, before slapping down the entire can she’d just downed. She rubbed her belly in satisfaction, before she went back to her playlist and started another Hanako Lee song.

“I could go to sleep...” She pondered briefly. “Buuut, I still have a couple hours left, it wouldn't hurt to knock some grinding out of the way...”

“Your queen is back on the scene... Hopefully my teammates are at least out of the womb this time...” Bonnie complained as she hummed Hanako’s catchy pop song. 

Bonnie was taken to another world by her MMO, chowing down on her fast food and gulping waves of soda over the course of a couple hours.

The pain was unbearable, it truly was the worst fate... like your body was utterly compiled with junky garbage, as though she was going to pop! That is how Bonnie currently felt, leaning back in her chair. It was truly the world's greatest misery.

“I drank way too much of that soda...” The dweeb looked over to her multiple empty cans. “You brown sugary succubus... Why must you tempt me with your beauty?” She sulkily cursed while squinting her eyes.

She lifted her shirt up and looked down to her belly, it was a bit pudgy from all the junk she’d eaten tonight. She poked at it “C’mon hurry up... You’re totally killin’ me...” 

GwwWwrLll

The socially-inept dork frowned. “If this was a court, that defense would totally get you the death penalty... Attempted murder, dare I say!” She slapped her tummy before groaning.

Letting her shirt fall, she stood up out of her chair. “Ughh... Screw it, I should’ve gone to sleep hours ago.” Bonnie reached over to her shorts she’d left on her bed and shuffled into them. Looking behind her to see all the wrapping and empty cans on her desk.

“Yeah... I’ll deal with that when I wake up” She knew Serena would complain about it to her... Right now, she just wanted to rest her eyes. Her stomach ache would probably calm down in the morning.

It’d been a rough night, but it was good to have Serena’s company. She smiled before climbing onto the bed, resting her head right on Serena’s chest before slowly drifting off to sleep.

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“What? Where am I?” Serena asked herself, before vibrations shook around her. She turned her head to the source of the noise.

*SLAM*

Disbelief flocked to her mind, it was a giant's boot. Not any ordinary giant, it was that shrinkee girl with Ophelia and Jane before. 

Serena stuttered “S-Stacy... Why’re you so big...”

“Haha, are you serious? I’m not big, dumbass, you’re just me. How’s the view from down there?” Stacy reached down before picking up the girl.

The once shrinkee girl moved Serena’s bangs out of her face. “Did you forget what you did to me? I wanted to pay that back tenfold. Now that you see through my eyes...” 

Stacy smirked while dangling Serena above her face “You’re going to end up just like your little siblings... dead!” 

“How do you know about them?! They’re not dead, I know they’re not!” Serena yelled with passion in her voice.

“You don’t know that, I don’t either... But we could take an educated guess, right? It doesn’t change the fact you’re going to be.” Stacy licked her lips.

The shrinkee Serena shook her head back and forth “I never killed you! I-I couldn’t ever kill anyone! It was defending Bo-“ 

The giant cut off Serena “Wow, you’re so innocent. Just scar me for life instead, I guess it’s a small price to pay for potential future convenience.” She remarked.

Serena didn't say a word.

“I know... how about I count down, that way you can prepare yourself. You like that idea don’t you? Three...” Stacy eagerly mocked.

Serena scratched at the tower-like fingers “Wait! Stop it!” 

Two!

The lips parted and a deep breath washed over Serena.

“S-stop, stop messing around!” 

Oneee ~ !

The giant dropped her down her throat, and gulped down.

*GUUUUULP*

“Let’s see your parents get you out of that one.”

 Serena punched and kicked the whole journey down. 

But right when she was about to land in the stomach...

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“No!” Was all she said before her eyes shot open. She saw a familiar ceiling, and looking to her side she saw Bonnie asleep, resting her head on top of her. Her drool was dripping down on her chest.

Serena ever so gently rested Bonnie on a pillow and got up “G-gross...” 

It was a nightmare... She’d had nightmares before, but nothing ever felt so real... and so horrifying. 

Why was Serena’s conscience playing games with her?! Stacy was alive and kicking, everyone was fine in the end... The only difference after what she did is that no one around her would harm Bonnie. Was her mind trying to tell her something?

Her eyes wandered to Bonnie, then over to her friend's desk, filled with empty wrappers and cans. She stared for a second, before her heart sank.

Serena stormed out of bed and grabbed the chip bag “No!” She rummaged her hands through it and turned it inside out, but it was completely empty.

She found herself dashing to every corner of the room, every crevice, but there was nothing.

The reality she’d denied crept on her when she looked over to Bonnie.

The brunette fell down to her knees. Hanako had actually been eaten, there was no other conclusion. A guilt more overwhelming than anything she’d ever experienced crept into her brain. 

It was as though she was facing the result of her actions for the first time in her life.

“I-I killed her... I made Bonnie kill her...” Serena held her own stomach, trying not to puke.

Serena tried to convince herself the pop star was swiftly crushed between Bonnie’s molars. She reached up to the snoozing nerds lips, parting them in an attempt to find a shred of blood that would confirm her theory, but there wasn’t a single red stain.

Looking at the adorable snoring shut-in, Serena couldn’t ever imagine being scared of her. But knowing that in what were Hanako's last moments, she must’ve been utterly terrified... It really destroyed Serena. What must she have felt when her mouth opened and her lungs were filled with the scent of junk food before she was plunged into the dark cave. It made Serena’s nightmare seem tame.

She probably wanted to know why, why Serena would do this to her. And right now, Serena was asking herself that question. 

“R-right.... to teach her a lesson...” Serena choked up those words to herself.

She repeated the last two words over and over. “A... lesson? You kidnapped her... Why am I such a mess!?” She was going to be responsible for someone’s death... someone who never had to die. She made it so Bonnie was too, someone Bonnie loved, that brought Bonnie joy. That’s no lesson, no punishment. 

The extroverted girl wanted to believe shrinkee’s weren’t so fragile. Maybe then she could truly convince herself her siblings were out there somewhere. Could her siblings have also gone through such horrific experiences?

Why did it take someone dying for her to realize how terrible she was?! 

Her eyes became glued to Bonnie’s belly “I’m sorry... I’m so sorry... It’s all my fault…” Serena’s held back tears began pouring out while she clawed at the sides of her head. 

She rested her head on her best friend's stomach. It was surreal to think just beyond soft tummy flesh, lies a star once beloved by millions, who was now only receiving love from the high school girl's digestive system. 

Someone wouldn’t be here tomorrow, because of her... She was going to have to live with that. 

GWWWWwWRrLLL

Gurgles filled her ears, she thought of how to calm Hanako, if she were still alive there somehow.

Serena thought that there was a solace in going out by a loving fan, being a part of the girl who supported you, if there had to be anyway. So she choked up before speaking her reassurance. 

“I-it’s okay Hanako... you can call it quits now... you don’t have to fight anymore... Just let Bonnie claim you, y-you don’t have to be scared anymore. You’ll always be with her from now on... So please, just help Bon grow... watch over her when I can’t from now on... T-thank you...” The pigtailed girl whined, nuzzling into Bonnie’s warm tummy. Her friend was all that both her and Hanako had now.

 That was all Serena got out, before she began to weep into Bonnie’s shirt. Slowly drifting off to sleep while listening to the sounds of the shut-in’s hard working digestive system, with her washed up makeup staining her friend's shirt. 

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Digestion

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Hanako squeezed past the esophagus, soon after she found herself slipping from the mucus slip ‘n slide and bracing for an unfortunate fall.

*SQUELCH*

Hanako landed face first into a mass of chewed up food on the stomach floor. 

*Cough*

*Cough*

She choked on the chyme that burned at her mouth, the acid that covered the food biting back at her throat. She picked herself up, crawling backwards. “S-She ate me... I’m really...” Hanako’s mind wandered. It was so dark, she couldn't see anything, no matter how hard her eyes tried to adjust. But she could feel... She could feel a lot of things. 

The stench inside the stomach was by far the worst scent she’d dealt with today. As she breathed in air entirely recycled from the shut-in’s body. Every breath was like her lungs were deadlifting with every meager breath the singer took. The repulsive stomach air stinging at her insides.

The acid that lined began to sting her arms and legs, no matter where she crawled away to, she couldn’t get away from the burning. Hanako didn’t know where she was going, but crawled her way to the nearest wall. She scratched at it desperately.

She pounded at the walls. “NO! NO MORE! PLEASE NO MORE!” She pleaded, before a fierce roar shook her back.

GWWWWwWWRRLLL

Her death bells echoed throughout the prison.

She fell backwards, soaking her back in acids. She shook as the wrinkly walls howled at her to stay in her place.

She stomped at the ground, as though she were a child having a breakdown “No... NO! NO! NO! Noooo...” Then, she heard something from outside the stomach. It was the girl who’d sentenced her to this fate... She was humming a familiar tune. 

The singer whimpered upon realizing what it was, it was her own song. With it being all she was able to hear beyond the stomach gurgling, memories flooded throughout her mind.

Hanako felt such a surge of misery, as her own song was hummed. She played it in her head as Bonnie mumbled it... Her voice, so happy and lively. That girl singing so beautifully never had a clue what awaited her.

Remembering herself like that, here in her most repulsive moments took her back to the day she recorded that song, never knowing what would happen the last time she heard it. She’d never be able to sing so beautifully again. As strenuous as it was being a pop star, she loved it, but more than anything, if it meant never having to be utterly humiliated, molested, and degraded by her biggest fan, being able to go back to those she loved, then she’d throw it all away.

This young girl had yet to know anything about the struggles of life, at this stage in her life, everything was handed to her, she was worry free. Hanako sobbed, her life had been so hard for so long, yet she took a leap of faith, and worked harder than she ever had, for so long... and this was the result of all her effort and hard work. More suffering than she’d ever received so far at the hands of one of the fans she’d gathered. 

If she stopped fighting... it would all be over. “It hurts... it hurts so much...” She slowly inched back to the wrinkly walls, and began to scratch, like an animal.

Hanako continued this for what couldn’t have been more than half an hour, before another guest entered the organic acid sac.

Even though the singer was only able to hear it, she still knew what it was. A cascade of that same brown sugary drink cascaded down into the stomach like a waterfall.

*SPLASH*

While it sloshed around, it splashed right into her, knocking her down before carrying her away with it. More acid had filled the bottomless belly, and Hanako caught mouthfuls of the acid mixed in with everything Bonnie had consumed that night. 

Every muscle in her body burned, Bonnie starving for replenishment after tonight. She could feel her eyes giving into the acid that had been infused with the processed fat foods. She crawled her crippled body to the surface, taking frantic breaths. She could sense the acid creeping into every pore, flesh beginning its start to a tenderized flay.  

She reached down to her leg with her functioning arm, only to find that was exactly the case. The teenager's scorching stomach was peeling apart her beautiful skin, all while the girl still casually sat on the outside world humming her lovely tune. Having no clue the star she’d loved so much was freeloading in her cruel guts.

She fell on her back, no longer able to bring her body to move, acid flowing around her body. “I-It hurts so much why’re you doing this to me...?” She cried, her bloodshot eyes being eaten away by the tingling acids. Hanako knew there wasn’t anyone who could hear her, so it was a question she hoped would crawl out of the stomach folds and reach the relentless, omnipresent universe out there.

All she could manage to do was sob while she still could; feeling her throat began to cripple apart in the midst of its acidic battle.

 “I’m in hell....”

Acids and fizzy soda washed towards her, and back away, as though she were lying on the shore of a wrinkly, rancid beach. 

…….

Time passed, Hanako hadn’t known how long she’d been here... Her lungs no longer able to yell out, her body no longer capable of clawing away at the wrinkly stomach walls. She couldn’t even feel her arms or legs. She was left to the unforgiving mercy of the shut-in’s abhorrent guts.

Hanako thought it would’ve ended by now. Perhaps it would’ve soon. But the process was interrupted, when Bonnie began finishing up her meal she’d stalled on for so long.

The rest of the fast food burgers and fries smacked Hanako right in the face, and her crumbling throat attempted to let out a scream, but all she got from an open mouth was Bonnie sharing more of her lunch with her. In an instant, like she was trying to get it all out of the way. Cans worth of fizzy soda slid down her gullet, drowning Hanako. 

Unable to bring herself to the surface of what would otherwise be a shallow pool, her lungs caught everything, and she began to lose consciousness with Bonnie’s movements sloshing everything all around her belly.

While she jostled around in the high schoolers overloaded tummy, her foot was caught in something. She didn’t get to acknowledge it before her consciousness faded.

“Is it over...?”

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Hanako’s eyes slowly opened. “I-I’m still alive?” She thought to herself... For just a moment, in her dreams she was reminded of what once was. She didn’t get to think about her short dream of happiness, before she’d realized something.

This wasn’t the stomach... She’d somehow inched into the small intestine early. 

It teared up the inside of her throat to attempt a scream, but it was pure instinct. “M-MmMMPH! MMMPH!” Because she’d realized an unpleasant reality. 

She found that in the tight confines of the intestine, she was unable to shut her mouth. And along with the rest of her body, the countless nauseatingly repulsive tendrils both forced their way over her nude body, and into her mouth, as if they were all taking turns making out with the degraded Popstars every inch.  She could taste the slimy villi’s digestive enzymes creeping down her throat like two lovers swapping saliva during a moment of passion.

The villi would absorb all the nutrients out of her for several hours until she was an empty husk... Before all that remained of her that wasn’t used as nutrients for the high school geek would be moved onto the colon, which would dehydrate her already battered, unrecognizable body, and turn her into a brown log.

Recognizable? What did she look like? She didn’t remember... She tried to think back to Bonnie’s posters on her wall, but she just couldn’t remember her face. She did know that her eyes which swayed the hearts of everybody, including the nerdy girl who was unknowingly claiming her as her own... were now broken apart, Hana not even able to see anything, all she could feel was pain, and humiliation as she realized this was the end, she whimpered, knowing she’d meet her end in some shut-in teen’s intestine.

She thought back to her sister and boyfriend, what were they going to think when she disappeared? Did they realize she was gone? 

She was almost glad no one would ever know this is how she went out. There existed no more of a degrading, disgusting fate than what she was experiencing, and what awaited her. There wasn’t a single shred of her body that retained dignity, she was sullied. 

All that stress she went through to help those dearest to her. And here she was, in the guts of a young budding girl who’ll claim everything that made her special for her own. Then casually dump her remains into the toilet with all the other garbage she eats.

“N-no... no I don’t wanna die...” She thought to herself as digestive enzymes oozed out of her nose.

She’d never get to have children, or marry the man she loved. “Not like this... I still have so much I want to do...” The degraded singer had so much to look forward to, now Bonnie was her entire world, and would be until her last breath.

Becoming a star was never worth it, her mother was right, she shouldn’t have tried to be special. Hanako would take it all back if it meant never experiencing this night.

The popstar slowly felt her breathing rate decrease. In the confined enclosure of the intestines, such little air was able to make its way in. Coupled with a battling body that was barely pulsating, Hanako was seeing the end.

There was no light at the end of the tunnel, it was just permanent darkness. 

After all she went through tonight, she wanted someone to tell her she was strong... that she did good making it so far. 

A familiar voice barely reached her ears. She recognized the voice, throughout all the flesh... it was the girl who’d done this to her.

“I-it’s okay Hanako... you can call it quits now... you don’t have to fight anymore... Just let Bonnie claim you, y-you don’t have to be scared anymore. You’ll always be with her from now on... So please, just help Bon grow... watch over her when I can’t from now on... T-thank you...”

She wept “N-no... not her...” that wasn’t what she wanted to hear, nor who she wanted to hear from. But that was the best she’d get.

The world was telling her that she didn’t have to hold on, that she couldn’t. But no matter what, she didn’t wanna go... She didn’t wanna take her last ever breath. She was so scared.

*GlloRrrRp*

The wet noises that surrounded her overtook her thoughts. She felt herself losing consciousness.

It was as if her night of hell, her unwilling exploration to every intimate inch of the shut-in’s blossoming body, was just the universe's way of showing her what she’d be a part of. Her lifelong efforts were rewarded by becoming fat on the body of an overly loving superfan, forever a little extra jiggle in the inept dorks step. 

With that thought, the disparaged star took her last breath, drifting off into a permanent sleep.

She still had a long journey ahead, but the cocoon that was Bonnie’s body, would birth her into something greater. While the shell of what remained would be dealt with in the geeks next visit to the restroom.

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Digestion End

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“Hey, hey.... Hellooooo?! Poke, poke....”

“H-huhh?” Serena’s eyes fluttered open looking around to see Bonnie standing over her, with her hands on her hips.

All the girl did was spread out her shirt, “Serena, you got your makeup on my shirt... Are you okay?”

“O-oh... Sorry... I woke up in the middle of the night and tried to wash my face off... I guess I did a poor job, huh? Whoopsie.” The brunette tried to put on her usual cheery personality, hoping Bonnie would buy it.

“Hmm… Nahhh, that’s totally your way of paying me back for drooling on you!” She pointed to the drool stain on Serena’s shirt.

Serena looked down to her wet shirt before she gave a half-effort smile “P-partly…” 

“Well we gotta get going… Usually you’re up first. How the tables have turned!” She stretched while giggling, Serena continuing her silence.

All she could do was look at Bonnie's tummy that ever so slightly peeked out when she stretched. She thought about the beloved star being baked alive inside of it, before she bit her lip.

She couldn’t ever take back the pain and humiliation she inflicted on Hanako’s, the pain she’ll inflict on Hanako’s loved ones. She could never bring her back. 

Serena always thought she was kind, and that she only hurt those who in some way deserved it. She made an irreversible mistake, it was going to hurt Bonnie more than anyone else had... She had to be there for her, she had to make up for it. But she couldn’t ever let her know that either of them were complicit in Hanako’s disappearance. 

Serena gripped her knees “Bon...” 

“Reporting in! What is it, boss Serena?” The ravenette playfully cued.

“I love you, I’m glad you’re my friend...” Serena choked up.

The nerd inched closer to Serena “I love you too, sis. But did an alien possess you?” 

Bonnie reached up to her friend's nose “Booppp!” 

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Disposal

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“Ughhh, my tummy hurts...” Bonnie said as she walked into her school's women’s restroom.

She went to the only stall not out of order. 

“Finally something lucky today... An isolated restroom.” 

She pulled her skirt and panties down before resting on the toilet. A yellow deluge rushed out of her crotch while she relaxed.

Closing her eyes, she smiled while reminiscing “I can’t believe I saw the real Hanako...”

Then the girl tensed up her body, trying to evacuate the buildup of sludge from her bowels. “She’s way more dazzling in perso- Urgh!”

*SPLASH*

Her anus slightly relaxed as it plopped its first log down.

The stream through her crotch slowed to a halt. “I really might only get to see her again after I finish college...” She leaned forward and rested her head on her hand before she grunted out again with a tensed body. 

GRRRWRLLL

“Urghh-“

*PLOP*

Taking a breath in, still feeling the aching in her belly, she readied her body one more.

“Come on...” The last log peeked out of her rear before.

“Gah”

*SPLASH*

With a hearty groan, she reached over to the toilet paper before rubbing between her cheeks.

The flecks of white, and strands of brown hair that was smeared over her asshole had been so overpowered by the brown muck, that Bonnie paid it no mind. She threw it in the toilet, before pulling her skirt and panties back up.

Looking into the brown amalgamation for just a moment, she reached for the toilet handle.

*FLLRRSHHH*

The toilet stopped early, before the water began to rise. It had unfortunately flooded, out of order like all the rest.

Once that happened, Bonnie heard a banging on the stall, clearly someone who had to go bad.

She shamefully walked out to see Ophelia in front of her.

Ophelia’s eyes briefly widened “Oh, Bonnie!” She let out her slight joy at the sudden surprise. 

“O-oh... yo... You should be careful. I didn’t get to use that one. Someone flooded it,” The wallflower lied. Ophelia groaned and her stomach grumbled, before she walked in anyways, making due with the least flooded toilet. Meanwhile Bonnie impishly shuffled out of the restroom.

That was the closest Hanako would get to a funeral. Throughout the day, everyone would generously give their muddy flowers to her grave until the toilet got fixed.