This caused her melting tit that was completely separated from her body to pop into mush. Penny was all clean after an hour and struggled to get out. “Bet-BBUUURRRPP urf…” Said Penny, slapping her gut. Clair's bulge was just bones and Melony was so badly damaged it was a miracle she was alive. Penny dried off and crushed her gut through the door, hearing soft bones snap. “I'm thirsty.” Said Penny, getting some juice from the fridge. She went to her small counter, bending over a bit, but this caused Melony's neck to hit the edge.
CCCRRUNNNNCCCCHHHHHHHH
Penny didn't even flinch as she brutally crushed Melony's neck, killing the woman in her gut.
Penny slurped her juice down, loving the flavor of cherry dancing on her tongue. Inside of her stomach, Nemona and Cynthia were left alive, being splattered by the juice. Nemona wasn't even close to as badly melted as Cynthia. The blonde woman was half-skeleton, with half of her face melted down to her skull. “Do something…please…” Begged Cynthia, before her other cheek tore and her lower jaw hung loose. Nemona didn't even have arms, what was she going to do? Nemona sat there, as Cynthia melted away. The blonde woman finally died, with her brain starting to leak from her ears. “Oh god oh god oh god….PENNY WHY!?!” Screamed Nemona. With Cynthia dead, the original three were all just a nasty mixture of bones and dead meat. Penny's stomach was almost filled to the brim with stomach acid, which was bubbling against Nemona's back. Nemona looked to her side, seeing Cynthia's remaining eye turn into goop, before her body completely sank under her.
BBBLLRRPP CRRRUNCH CHUURNN
Nemona hated every second of her slow demise, wishing it would end.

Cynthia's fate...

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STAY CRYING COON


Penny was ready to just relax and let her stomach violently churn the three away, but a sudden fast paced knocking at her door made Penny groan. “Penny?? Penny, are you alright??” Asked Nemona. Penny was hoping they would leave, but the moment she heard Nemona's voice she knew better. “Damn it…” Said Penny, being forced out of bed as Nemona kept banging away. The gut bounced and slush sloshed at the bottom. Penny wiped her chin, before opening her door and seeing the busty girl. Nemona is slightly taller than Penny, with tan skin, long black hair tied into a ponytail with a green strand going down the left side of her face. “Oh Penny there you are!” Said Nemona, making rapid movements and causing her giant bust to sway in her button-up shirt.
Penny wasn't even hungry, but watching Nemona's fat bust just jiggling around made her drool. “Oh! I came to check on you because I heard a uh b-burp…” Said Nemona, looking down at the pale mass of churning woman meat literally inches away from her. “W-wha-KYA!!” Yelped Nemona, unable to get another word out as Penny dragged her inside the dorm. Nemona was thrown on the belly, with her boobs covering Cynthia's face. Penny kicked her door closed, holding Nemona under her armpits. “A snack after dinner~.” Moaned Penny, opening her jaws and letting Nemona look inside. Nemona let out a screech, but it was muffled a second later. Penny stuffed Nemona's head inside of her mouth, immediately licking her cute cheeks and under her chin. Nemona's stupidly curvy body was always distracting, so putting the battle-crazed champion level trainer in her place was well deserved.
Nemona's screaming face bulged from Penny's neck, as the girl let out terrified screams and begged for Penny to stop.
Nemona's shoulders were sliding inside of Penny's gullet, as her head inched down and her fat tits squished against Penny's chin. The stench of burning flesh and gastric juices made Nemona's nose burn. “

kukuku, shaunberg really has to wait until Sunday in yidsrael every time, because he isn't allowed to use the internet on the sabbath. No wonder his fellow shitcord troons and shartygroids try to pretend he's an American.
Remember that shaunberg, the kike from tel-aviv, tried to pretend he had an """iphone""" at first, then a substandard (((prebuilt))) """desktop""", then a Samsung, and now some IBM (compatible) shitbox. Like all his kind, he'll never be able to get his story straight. After all, he tried lying about being from (((Stern))) despite his IQ and SAT score being far too low for anything above a shithole like CAS. The fable his fellow shartyniggers try to spread about him being an American, therefore, is an outright fabrication from some yidsraeli who can barely speak English. He even has to wait until this hour to use some shitbox without permission, after supposedly """buying""" (stealing) some useless machine to post from. One can't help but notice how it's always the kike shills and their hired shitskins who support him, or his filthy jew family that buys shitphones for him and lets him reset their routers, or his fellow jews who let him beg them for freebies.
He'll never be able to deny this because shaunberg, as a yid, has no spelling errors when typing in his native language, yiddish. Meanwhile, whenever he tries to type in English, so many typos abound. This alone is enough to out shaunstein as a filthy jew, who was kicked out of Nasser Yorat University and not New York as he tries to imply, and was rejected from the University of Tel-Aviv and not UTM. As a member of a (((tribe))) with a professional victim complex, shaunberg's only available instinct when punched by a single pajeet was to curl up and beg for mercy, then play the victim later, rather than fight back like a real man would.