It was a cold, silent night in Karnaca. Emily Kaldwin the empress turned assassin wielded her folding blade in one hand. She stood in the middle of a long hallway with four elite guards blocking the staircase. They are the fourth wave of enemies after Emily accidently knocked over a vase, causing a chain of events to unfold and set her where she is now. She could barely defend herself as the ruthless red-coats fight without hesitation. In the waves that came before these four, Emily used up the last of her supernatural abilities along with all of her Addermire Solutions and her S&J Health Elixirs.
Each swing of her enemies' swords drained a little more of her health. Emily was running out of options; she could hear more guards coming up the stairs. She swiftly dodged a swipe only to be hit by one that cut across her shoulder. As she swung for one of the guards, she took a peek over her shoulder. A single unbarred window. It was her only option. Emily turned around and sprinted right towards the window as the fifth wave of enemies joined in the force that chased her towards it.
Emily jumped through the window, only to see that she was nearly six stories up! She couldn’t do anything but let out a short scream as she fell to the ground. Emily shut her eyes tight, not wanting to see it happen. But it never did, instead Emily found something larger than she'd ever eaten before slip into her mouth and down her throat. She opened up her eyes to see the body of a working girl halfway down her throat! Emily couldn’t believe what she’d just done. She’d seen supernatural abilities before, but nothing like this. There was no time to lose; Emily knew that the guards would be upon her soon.
Emily’s prey was just as shocked as the she was. One moment she was walking down an alleyway, when the next, she found herself halfway trapped in something moist, warm, and tight! She could feel her prison squeeze and clench around her as her body was forced deeper into the true empress’ body. Emily figured quickly she couldn’t push the girl out, so she saw the only viable option was to swallow and to gulp, until she could finish her off. Maybe she could find somebody who knew more about … something like this? What kind of a person would be able to help her in this situation? Did she even need help? Another swallow sent the woman’s knees slipping past Emily’s lips. She could feel the woman start to regain her bearings as she began to struggle and squirm. Emily’s stomach stretched and morphed as the prey pushed against the walls and throat. Another, more difficult hard swallow sent the woman’s ankles to rest at Emily’s lips. Emily reached out and grabbed at those feet, removing her boots and gulping down the last of the woman.
Emily stared down at her massive, swollen belly. She couldn’t help but give it a rub as she felt the light struggles inside. In all of the excitement she only now realized that her clothing had ripped open, her stomach’s sudden increase of size was no match for the fabric and stitching that made up her royal attire. Emily felt something inside of her gut rising up, she tried to hold it down as she’d been trained to do, but it forced its way up. She let out a hearty and loud belch, the empress blushing as she mumbled “excuse me” to nobody. “How did this happen?” she mumbled, pressing her back against a wall as she slowly forced herself up.
Before Emily had any more time to stare bewildered at her squirming gut she heard the guards rushing from around a corner. She turned in the opposite direction and took off, albeit slower with her massive stomach slowing her down. It was hard, but with quick thinking and her natural dexterous abilities, she was able to escape the guards, soon resting in a home of some citizens who’d let their windows open. Luckily they weren’t home to witness the empress and her round belly.
Now that Emily had some time to catch her breath, she stared down at her now gurgling stomach. She could not feel the woman struggling anymore, that burp had managed to remove all the fresh, breathable air from her stomach. “I’m sorry…” the empress mumbled, taking a deep breath and as another burp suddenly forced its way out. “Excuse me…” she blushed, covering her mouth. The empress walked through the house, finding the bedroom and sitting onto it, hearing a loud creak from the springs and floorboard. “Maybe I can use this to deal with Delilah,” she smiled, laying back and caressing her stomach as it was hard at work, processing her meal down into a fine layer of pudge.