Ming's dilemma was rolling around in her head, until the kid handed her something else too. Looking down at her hand, Ming noticed a bag with a few brownies.
"What's the occasion?" she asked.
"It's just a thank you present for being a good driver," the kid replied.
Ming nodded, and gestured for the kid to sit down; she couldn't eat him after a gift like that! As she drove on, she tore into the brownies; she was pretty good at multitasking when it came to food. They weren't the best she'd ever had, but her belly quieted down a little. Still, it wasn't nearly enough compared to the breakfast she usually had, so thoughts of tasty plump kids still ran through her imagination.
The next stop was near a well-to-do neighborhood, and the only passenger who go on her showed it. It was a girl who clearly enjoyed a life where she could eat whatever she wanted; fat-engorged breasts that looked like they should belong on a much older woman, a potbelly that was easily visible through her long-sleeved shirt, meaty thighs that rubbed together, and a butt that looked like it would take up most of a seat. Ming remembered that this particular girl wasn't particularly nice, often bullying other kids on the bus and playing distracting music that made concentrating on the road pretty difficult.
It looked like the girl would get an early start on being a bitch today, as she marched right over to the boy's seat, and demanded "Daniel, move! That seat is mine!"
Daniel looked up, trembling a bit. "But Cassie, why? There are a bunch of other seats..."
"I don't care!" Cassie interrupted. "I want that seat, so you'd better move! Or would you rather that I tell the whole school about those girly books you read?"
Daniel's eyes widened in panic. "How do you know that?"
"I have my ways..." Cassie responded, a smug smirk on her face.
Ming stood up, and said "Alright, that's enough!"
"Don't interfere! My Dad's on the board of directors, and he could have you fired just like that!" Cassie shouted, snapping her fingers to make her point.
"How many times have I told you not to abuse others?" Ming asked, ignoring Cassie's last point.
"Don't know, don't care," Cassie replied, now turning back to Daniel to lay into him some more.
"Well, it's the last time," Ming said, walking over to Cassie, and forcing the girl's head into her mouth. Cassie began to struggle, but was no match for Ming, who continued gulping the girl down. It was going easier than she thought it would, the girl at times almost being forced down her throat. As she downed the girl's belly, she noticed that Daniel was pushing the girl's butt, helping her into Ming's expanding gut.
Finally, it was done. Ming sat down on the bus seat across from Daniel, her bulging belly now straining her uniform. Occasionally, there would be a small stretch here or there, indicated that Cassie was striggling, although the blubber muffled any sounds she might be making. Daniel looked at her in wonder, and Ming merely smiled.
"Thanks for the help, kid. Would you mind helping me up? Can't leave the other kids hanging."
Daniel nodded, and while it took some effort from the both of them, soon Ming was back in the driver's seat (which had been adjusted for Ming's now distended belly), and driving to the next stop. As they drove, Daniel cleared his throat, and then said,
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