Another request from EmmyBlubonic
Warning: Slightly sexual content!
Arrow dragged the cigarette from his lips, blew out, and placed it back. He had some time off. Well, actually he demanded that he got a break. He even went as far as saying he'd eat the ENTIRE Mafia if his request wasn't accepted. Plus the fact that he was starving since he didn't get to eat much at all. He was in the mood for humans right about now.
Gwrrrrrrrrrrgggggg!
... And his gut let him know how impatient it was getting. He took a few more blows out of his cigarette and decided to go on a stroll. He'd probably run into a few people who were deserving of being his dinner. Then something clicked. He knew exactly where to go. There was a strip not that far down the road. He was gonna go there. Everyone there was deserving of a good melting. 40-year-old men went there to drool at girls because they had no life. And all the strippers were hoes or sluts. Arrow never liked the strip club. But he felt excited when he finally got in. There were girls wearing basically nothing swinging around on poles. Then, a girl approached him. She was wearing a black skin tight lingerie, her ass was popping out on the back. "Hey, hot stuff, would you like a private dance?" the woman purred, tracing a finger along his chest. He was resisting the urge to throw up right now. He held back a gag and nodded. She was bouncing on her feet, leading Arrow to the back room. She ushered him into a stall and closed the curtains on them. Then, she turned around and removed her bra, faced back towards him, only to be met by his awaiting maw. She screamed, but her head was captured and sucked further in...
GLK! GLUP! GWULP!
Once the woman settled in his gut, he gave out a loud burp, a sign of pure satisfaction. Then he exited and grabbed the nearest man next to him, gulping him down as well. One by one, he would gulp down strippers and elders. When he was done, he leaned against a wall and lit a cigarette.
BWOURRRRRRUUUP~!
He let his tongue roll out of his mouth. He loved when he burped, especially after such a big meal. FRNNNNNNNT! He chuckled, shaking his hips around to allow his prey to slosh around.
BEEORRRRRRRRRP! PRRRRRRRRFTTTTT! BURRRRRRRAAP! URRRRRRP~! FPPPPTTTTTT!
Arrow kept letting loose impressive burps and farts, helping his gut melt down the meals. When digestion was over, he had way bigger hips and his rear had grown quite a bit. He burped up SEVERAL bones and clothes. When he went back to the Mafia the next day, his coworkers were about to ask him why he left early the day before, but they knew what he has been up to when they saw his new figure.
Sorry it's short. I'm not the best at writing long stories.
