The hunter

The hunter.

There are many different ways to get rid of people in the underworld or crime. Tying his feet to cinderblocks and dropping him/her into a lake, burying him in a coffin under a given amount of dirt, blowing them up in a building, the list goes on. The only problem is that the police, FBI, CIA always find out who did it, and if they were hired to kill that person. Having someone killed is usually going to have the crime traced back to you. There is only one person capable of actually killing someone and get away from it, and only the top bosses in the crime world know whom she is. Even they know little about her, only that it is someone you would never expect to be a killer, and her method; well let's just say these agencies would never find the bodies ever. The bosses only knew her as the Hunter. The only thing they could describe about her was her eyes, which were light blue with a purplish ring on the outside of her iris.

At first glance, Beth was a somewhat normal person. It wasn't that she was weird or anything, but she was just a lot larger than most people were. Being over 600 and standing at 5'11, Beth was actually a gorgeous woman. So gorgeous she could be a supermodel if she dropped her weight. That and her central heterochromia that caused her eyes to stand out to everyone. Beth loved her eyes, so much so that she told her ophthalmologist off for trying to give her colored contacts to help her from standing out. Along with her eyes, she had dyed her natural blond hair with streaks of blue and purple to stand out even more. Being only 24, she was still young but living on her own. Besides her eyes and hair, the next thing people noticed was her sheer size and height. Her belly, hips, thighs and ass were massive, making it appear as if she was almost as wide as she was tall. The perky, confident woman was generally just a nice person all around. She donated her time and effort to organizations around her area. What puzzled people thought was she was very well off but had no job or even a trust fund. So where was the money coming from?

It was because of her secret life. See Beth here was the hunter, but on top of that, she was a vore. From a young age, she knew she could eat large things like small cats and dogs, but her parents didn't like this and tried everything to stop her. They thought she was a monster for her ability and shamed her every chance they got. This caused conflict between her, her parents and her younger brother, who always got more attention than she ever did. This caused her to act out, which led to her developing her abilities further behind their backs. By the time, she was 16; she was fully capable of swallowing a large cow and digests it fully under 24 hours. Due to her developing her abilities, she gained a ton of weight. Something she actually enjoyed even though it killed her parents bank accounts. When she turned 17 though, she had finally had enough of her parent's constant insults. She vored them openly, right in front of her younger brother, who passed out in front of her. When he awoke, he was tied down and looking up at his sister's massive, struggling belly. She couldn't risk him squealing to the cops or FBI about what she did so she had to eat him after she finished off her parents. After she had finished her business, she took her parents cards, drained them of the money on them, and took whatever else she could use from the house and never looked back.

At 18, she got into a life of crime, only to keep herself alive. That was when she got caught up with a mob boss, who tried to have her killed for taking money from him and not paying it back. The mob boss had his second in command attempt to kill her for all the trouble, when she sprung around and swallowed the guy whole. This was her fourth time swallowing someone, and her first deal with the underworld. From then on, she was hired to take people out with her stomach, those people never to be seen again. She became well known in the underworld based on her name and eyes but nothing else. The only one, who knew who she was, ended up in the same place as his hits did. He double crossed her when he didn't pay for her biggest hit yet and heard her infamous last words to her victims, over the teeth and through the gums, watch out stomach, here it comes!

Now she earns a living by taking out hits in the crime underworld. She got the name hunter as she's taken out the hardest to find targets, big targets like CEO's, long time avoiders and even politicians. She was crafty, cunning and resourceful. She'd find her way into the targets life, whether it's in a bathroom, random meeting at a coffee shop that ends up in his bed, and breaking into their house; whatever it was Beth found a way. Then she'd just be on her way, full massive belly in front of her, smile on her face, and even more money in her account. She never cared for the reason why they had hits on them, just that they where there and threatened the requester. She had gotten to a point where she wasn't even fazed by the weight and size of the victim, or even be affected from her meal. Her body can now process a full-grown man without gaining weight. Beth is a master at what she does, so much so she threatens even those who hire her.

Now you're asking yourself, why am I telling you this? Well because I'm going to tell you a story. This story is of Beth's hardest and most thrilling hunt ever. It was an actual hunt for her target named Richard Stanly. He was wanted by the yakuza, and he was there number one target now. He was an accountant that took millions from them as well as took secrets with him to sell to other mobs. This man was public enemy number one to the yakuza, and they couldn't get their hands on him for over a year now. The top boss had had enough and he called in his only other option to letting him go. He called the hunter. He regretted ever having to call her as she's known for her outrageous demands for assignments.

Beth received the call from the top boss of the yakuza, asking to meet for an assignment that needs to be taken care of urgently. Beth accepted this meeting as long as her airfare and travel expenses were taken care of for the journey over as well as air fare back to the states. The yakuza boss accepted this terms until others could be reached. With that, Beth started packing her bags and made her way to the airport. From there she'd catch a plane from California, where she lived, all the way to Tokyo Japan, and then be escorted to the yakuza hideout from the airport. It was a long flight, being over ten hours. She was tired, and since it was late, the meeting postponed until tomorrow morning. Beth was led to a hotel not far from the business point, her hotel room already set up for her. When she got into the room, the smell of Japanese delicacies and traditional foods were set on a table on the far side of the room.

This was just the mob boss kissing up to the hunter, as she's been known to scarf down a few mob members when she isn't pleased. Beth only did things like this to keep her authority and that she remained feared throughout the different crime organizations. She happily accepted the feast, rubbing her belly as she walked over to the table. She made quick work of the food, stuffing herself silly with all the Japanese foods. Jobs like this helped to expand her horizons in life. She burped loudly after finishing off the table and proceeded to remove her clothes to go to sleep.

The next morning, Beth awoke to a pounding at her door. She got out of bed and waddled over to the door, still a little full from the food that had been delivered. She opened the door to see two yakuza members that came to pick her up. They were part of the yakuza boss's elite guard. The newer member demanded that she come with them right now. The other yakuza was shocked in disbelief. They had warned the new member of the elite guard of the hunter's reputation and not to be pushy with her, but he wasn't having it. The other yakuza stepped back to get out of the way between the two. Beth looked at this man as if he was crazy, cocking her head to the side, raising her eyebrow in slight anger.

The young yakuza continued to insist that she get dressed immediately or they were gonna take her nude. Beth had had it. She grabbed the young man, pulled him into her hotel room and began to swallow him without effort. She shoved his head and shoulders into her mouth and sucked him down. She then proceeded to lift him up above her head. Using both gravity and her powerful throat muscles, she slurped the young yakuza down with ease, causing her belly to explode before her. Within a minute, he was trapped in her now gargantuan belly. Beth rubbed it for a few seconds before constricting her abs, reducing her belly to two-thirds its size before burping loudly.

She turned her attention back to the other yakuza. He began to apologize profusely, saying that he was new and didn't know any better. He went on to say that, she could take all the time she needed, that his boss was in no way rushing their meeting. Beth told the yakuza to come in and wait for her to get ready. Stepping into her hotel room, he could finally see the hunter in all her glory. The first thing he noticed was her flawless white skin, wrapping her entire body. Her body was perfect for being 600 pounds. Everything was smooth and rounded; no flaws existed on her body, which seemed impossible to the yakuza if he wasn't witnessing it in person. His gaze as he entered the room strolled down to her massive ass; it looked firm when still, yet jiggled as she moved. The last thing he noticed was her glorious HH breasts that seem to defy gravity itself, before entering the bathroom. The yakuza member quickly dialed his boss, explaining the situation. The yakuza boss told his underling to do everything in his power to please her, complement her, everything he could think of to keep her from digesting his partner until she gets there and maybe there would be a chance to save his life if a deal could be worked out with the hunter.

It wasn't long before Beth came out of bathroom, hair wrapped in a towel, water still glistening off her body. She waddled over to the bed, where her bag was, and proceeded to pick through clothes. She picked up and threw her hunting gear next to her bag, pulling out a long, black lacy maternity dress that would cover her belly and still be very modest. Beth couldn't help but notice the looks that came from the yakuza member. They weren't looks of disgust but looks of impression and admiration. She smiled at this before returning to putting on her undies. She pulled out the matching black lacy panties and bra. She dropped the bra on the bed as she sat down on the bed to slip into her panties. Normally it would be an easy standing job, but she could never bend over far enough to reach her legs while having eaten someone.

Still having trouble, the yakuza member got up fast and offered his assistance to the massive beauty. She smiled and accepted the offer, throwing the panties in his face. He walked over to her, sitting down on his knees in front of her. She lifted her leg, pushing her foot into his face for a second, teasing the man that was tiny compared to her. He recovered quickly, putting the panties on her leg. She lifted the other leg as he placed the panties over it as well and began guiding them up her calves, over her knees and onto her thighs. It was in this position that the yakuza member realized just how massive and over powering this woman truly was. He moved away as Beth hefted herself up and began pulling up the panties in the sexiest manner she could muster, shaking her ass in his face.

He couldn't help himself. He tried all he could to control his member in his pants. Having had her fun with this little man, she proceeded adjust her panties and put on her bra. She slipped into the dress elegantly, even despite her size and grabbed her flats as she waddled towards the door with her escort to her meeting. He was the perfect gentlemen, getting the elevator for her, allowing her to go first out of it and the front door and even getting the door to the car for her. He was putting out all the stops so that his boss could maybe work out a deal with the release of his guard. Beth did not intend to release her breakfast though. This one was putting up quite the fight and she was really enjoying it, so much so that she was keeping him alive just to feel the sensation longer.

Beth was taken about 20 minutes away to a secret location. She didn't know where she was going due to the special tinted windows of the limousine. No light could get in or out of the windows, but this didn't bother her as there was a light inside. They pulled up to the door of a warehouse, where the doors slowly opened and the limousine pulled in slowly. They stopped shortly after entering the warehouse, where the door was opened from the outside. Beth could see more yakuza members all over the place. One was standing outside the limousine, waiting to help her out of the car. Beth grabbed the man's hand and was helped out of the car with grace. The yakuza member took her to a building in the back of the warehouse, silently opened the door and motioned her in.

"Well if it isn't the infamous hunter!" the yakuza boss said in a loud boisterous voice.

"Let's skip the pleasantries sweetheart." Beth said in an innocent voice. "Now where can I sit?" /

"please have a seat; I brought this chair in just for you." The yakuza boss said as he motioned for one of his underlings brought over a luxury chair of massive size.

"Awe! How sweet of you." Beth said, plopping down on the seat, making it groan from her weight and the weight of her meal.

"Before we get to business, there's a matter I need to discuss with you..." the boss said to Beth.

"If it's the save return of your henchmen then you can forget it." Beth's tone changed from sweet and innocent to bold and commanding. "I was told that he was informed on my prior actions and power and still he demanded that I do as he commanded and even threatened me. His actions won't affect the business you called me here on, but as for him. His life is mine now."

The yakuza boss groans loudly. "..... Then that matter is settled. Now on to business."

"if this is about your former accountant then we can come to a deal." Beth stated to the yakuza boss, which surprised him quite a bit.

"How do you know of the target before I give you the details?" the boss said a little scared to how she knew this information.

"A few months ago he contacted me, my number which he must have stolen from you, and tried to sell me information on your organization." Beth explained. "I initially declined but he sent me details on how to contact him at a later date in case I rethought my answer."

"So you know where he is?!" the yakuza boss shouted at her.

"Well not exactly." Beth said changing her tone yet again. "But he mentioned meeting in London. And I have his number to contact him at my will."

"damn if I had known you knew of his whereabouts I would've called you sooner." The yakuza boss said placing his hand on his head. "Now please tell me the number so I can set up a meeting with this asshole!"

"Hmmmm no deal." Beth told the yakuza boss with a giggle. "If you want him gone, your still gonna have to pay for my services. Not only that, don't you think it would be a little suspicious if a number he didn't recognized called him asking for information?"

"Damnit you have a point." The yakuza boss said leaning back in his chair in defeat. "Ok what do you want then?"

"hmmmm let's see, ten million to start." Beth said tapping her finger on her lips. "Also I want a week, full expense paid vacation after I finish the job here in Tokyo at your expense, as well as one of your guards as my personal servant while I'm here. Uhhhh oh him!" Beth said pointing to the same man that escorted her here from the hotel.

"I'll agree to those two other demands." The yakuza sighed as she picked her best man for the job. "Anything else?"

"oh yes! I also want the most expensive Japanese booze, daily buffets be brought to my room, they can be like the one you gave me last night, Annnnnd I want the ten million in cash. That's none negotiable!"

Beth was hurting the yakuza boss but he had no choice in order to get what he wants. He ultimately agreed to the deal with the condition that the target be brought back alive to confirm that it was him, and only then will she be paid. Beth agreed to this after a contract was made and signed by both parties to seal the deal. Beth was taken back to her hotel where she packed her stuff and made her way home to grab some more stuff before heading out to London. She knew of this man's reputation of running and she was gonna need her tracking gear if he did. She contacted her private airplane line she used to get her gear in and out of different countries.

She arrived in London, England by taxi, arriving at the Shangri La Hotel at around 8 pm. It had been two days since she accepted the assignment from the yakuza to track down this Richard Stanly. He is known as the phantom. Even living in London, one of the busiest cities in all the world, this man was rarely seen. He's been living here apparently for almost a year now in hiding from the yakuza. To be in such a city and not to be noticed was an accomplishment. She would have to lure this guy out in order to catch him. Beth texted the number she got from him when he called to see if it was still active. Within 5 minutes, a messaged was returned to Beth asking if she was still interested in obtaining information on the yakuza. Beth told him that she would be in town for a few days and would like to meet to discuss the information he has. He agreed if he would be allowed to treat her to dinner at his expanse.

Of course, Beth agreed to this. Her next victim was buying her dinner before he was to be eaten by her? The irony in this was hysterical to her, so much so that after she said yes via text message, she couldn't stop laughing for a few minutes. They had made the date for tomorrow night at nine at the berners tavern, One of London's finest restaurants. Beth was a little impressed that he could get a reservation so quickly at such a fine restaurant. Beth was already preparing herself for the night. She had to get this man away from the restaurant and hopefully into her hotel room where she could do her business. She figured she have to get him drunk and offer him sex so that he'd let his guard down. This was her usual method for her big money targets.

After taking a whole day to prepare, Beth was ready. She had put on her glamorous, long red dress that covered her from her shoulders to her ankles. It was loose with a purpose, because underneath it was her combat outfit. The red dress perfectly concealed her black tank top and camo Capri's that held her guns, knives, sleep powders and anything else she thought she would need. She could flow and move with ease and never reveal a hint of what she had on underneath. Her makeup done to look like she was going to a movie premiere. Ruby red lipstick, eye shadow and eye makeup perfectly blended, and a slight blush on her cheeks. She looked fabulous in her opinion. She got ready to go meet Richard at the restaurant, grabbing her little hand purse as she walked out of her room and making sure she had her key card.

Her date had sent a taxi to pick her up at her hotel to take her to the restaurant since Beth wasn't familiar with the area. After a short 20-minute ride, she was at the entrance of the restaurant. It had an elegant feel on the outside, and a warm feeling on the inside as Beth walked in. the maitre d' was waiting at the door behind a small podium, asking Beth if she had a reservation. Beth explained she was here meeting someone who placed the reservation when she received a text from her target, telling her to ask for the two-person reserve table room in the back. She told the maitre d' about it and she happily led her through the back of the restaurant, opening the door to the room for Beth. As Beth entered the room, she couldn't help but notice the gorgeous blonde sitting at the table, sipping on some wine. She was utterly confused. She had thought she was meeting Richard Stanly, a 35-year-old accountant, not a gorgeous young looking blonde bombshell. Looking confused, Beth walked over to the table after being motioned by said blonde-haired person.

"Wait who are you?" Beth said in a confused tone.

"The names Rachelle." The blonde woman said in a sensual tone. "You must be the hunter! I'm so glad to finally meet you." She said as she got up, taking Beth's hand and kissing it.

"Ok Rachelle, its lovely to meet you but where the hell is Richard?!" Beth said getting a little upset now.

"Right here gorgeous!" Rachelle said with a wink.

"Ok now I'm lost... where is he?" Beth demanded in a stern tone.

"Oh I'm sorry sweetheart, I thought it would be more oblivious for someone of your skills and intelligence you would've guessed it by now." Rachelle said with a giggle.

It had finally occurred to Beth. "Wait... YOU'RE RICHARD!?" Beth yelled.

"Shhhh quiet!" Rachelle said covering Beth's mouth. "Yeah, I'm Richard. I had to hide myself so I used some of the money I got to turn myself into a woman."

"Tha...that's actually a smart idea." Beth said with a sigh of relief. "So wait... do you have... um you know..."

"yes I'm a full woman sweetheart." Rachelle said. "Please have a seat."

the duo sat down at the table as just as they picked up the menus, a young stud of a waiter came out and asked if they needed anything. Beth, not wanting to disappoint Rachelle for a 'fun' night, she ordered a glass of sangria wine. Rachelle perked up and told the waiter just to bring a whole bottle of their most expensive sangria. With that, the waiter sped off to grab the wine and glasses to go with it. Rachelle, having already chosen her meal for the evening, was staring at Beth, waiting for her to decide. Beth could feel the looks of lust coming from Rachelle as she read the menu. Before long, Beth told Rachelle to just order for her and set down the menu.

"Ok now that that's over, do you want to get down to business?" Rachelle asked Beth.

"Well, I'm all for business and all, but let's discuss that in a more... how you say private place." Beth said winking sensually at Rachelle.

"Ah yes, that would be better then wouldn't it." Rachelle said sitting back and sipping her wine.

"Actually, I'm more curious as to why you became a woman, rather than just changing your appearance?" Beth said, with her hand placed on Rachelle's knee.

"Hmmm oh really." Rachelle said taking another sip of her wine. "Well I knew the yakuza would be looking for a man not a woman. Those simpletons never would have guessed I would turn myself into a woman and change my looks as well. But is has always been my dream to become a woman." She explained.

"Did you not feel right in your skin or something?" Beth asked taking her own sip of wine. She had never heard of someone going this far out of his or her way to hide. Yet this one was out in plain sight for the entire world to see.

"Kinda. I felt like I was always meant to be a woman, yet I always found attraction to women not men." Rachelle explained. "So I decided to act on my own personal agenda and make the transition. It's a lot easier here in England and it made it so I could hide out in the open. Those dumb fucks never knew it was me even when I was flirting with them.

Beth was thoroughly impressed. Here she thought she was going to meet a horny man but yet met this well refined woman, even though she could use some work on her cursing. Even though she was impressed, Beth still had a job to do and very well planned on making it happen. Just as they were going to discuss business, the food had arrived and the girls were hungry. Before they knew it, they were eating, laughing, getting drunk and just having a merry old time. What Rachelle didn't know is that Beth slipped a very small tracking device into Rachelle's drink. The tracking device already in Rachelle's system, Beth could relax a bit and enjoy the night. A night, which ended going back to Beth's hotel and the girls having even more fun.

The next morning Beth woke up to being chained to her bed with the same handcuffs she used occasionally to detain her victims. Her head was groggy; Rachelle must have slipped something into her drink when she wasn't looking. She had to be skilled in order to do that to Beth who specialized in this kinda thing. She struggled with the chains before hearing a laugh from the other end of the hotel room. Rachelle came out of the bathroom-dripping wet with nothing but a towel wrapped around her head. She started getting dressed in front of Beth, who glared at her. Just as Rachelle was nearly finished getting dress, having taken her eyes of Beth, is when Beth started laughing. Rachelle ignored her and finished what she was doing, only to turn around to see Beth had freed herself from the cuffs.

"Oh shit..." Rachelle exclaimed backing away from Beth, who was still sitting in the bed.

"Oh shit is right sweetie." Beth said crossing her arms.

"How did you get free!?" Rachelle demanded to know.

"I swallowed a key for them just in case this ever happens." Beth explained. "Now on to business."

"what's stopping me from bolting out of here right now!?" Rachelle said trying to act tough.

"Nothing actually." Beth said calmly.

"What...?" Rachelle asked confused.

"Well you see I'm really pissed off that you drugged me somehow." Beth began. "Impressed but now pissed off. So pissed off now that instead of just eating you and hauling your ass back to the yakuza, I'm going to chase you, then eat you, bring you back to Japan and torture you before hanging you over to the yakuza."

Rachelle's eyes widened as she heard this and bolted for the door. Beth jumped out of bed, threw off her dress, and ran after her. Both women ran down the hall. Rachelle went for the stairs while Beth took the elevator. She was high enough in the building that it would take roughly the same amount of time to get down to the bottom level for both of them. Beth exited the elevator and looked around, seeing Rachelle run into the kitchen. Beth running after her, not far behind ran in and saw that Rachelle was knocking things over to slow Beth down. Despite her hugeness, Beth was a fast runner and could hold her speed for a good amount of time. Beth bolted after her, placing her feet in the right place to catch up to Rachelle as fast as she could. Rachelle ran out the back and into an alleyway. She looked down both paths and chose the one leading away from the street. Beth burst through the door and found Rachelle a few yards down the way she went. Beth running after took out her throwing knives and hurled one at Rachelle.

The knife hit the wall, embedding into it right as Rachelle passed it. She squeaked and kept running around a corner. As Beth turned the corner, Rachelle had disappeared. The alley she was in was long so she couldn't have made it to the end before Beth had gotten there. She looked for signs for a possible hiding place but found nothing. Just as she was about to check a dumpster she heard a car start. Beth jumped out of the way, as Rachelle crashed through a metal garage door and turn widely into the next building. Beth looked up, the car right in front of her face and she immediately grabbed a tracking beacon onto the car right before it drove away. Beth picked herself up and dusted her clothes before making her way back to her hotel. She strongly believed that Rachelle didn't see her place the beacon on the back of her car and wouldn't notice it without looking for it.

Beth went straight for her phone, which was on the end table. She called in a favor that just happened to be in London. Within an hour, Beth was right outside the city limits awaiting her vehicle. She had been tracking Rachelle for an hour now and it seemed that she had stopped not far from a shoreline about 30 minutes outside the city. That's when the helicopter landed in front of her and she got into the cockpit. She and the pilot took off towards the direction of the signal. After only ten minutes, she could see where Rachelle had stopped. They landed right next to the house right on the coast and Beth barged in with force and authority.

The place was deserted. It had all the essentials one would need to live in a place like this. Yet it looked like it hadn't been touched in months. Clothes covered the couches and chairs. Dust covered the TV, tables, and everything else in that matter. Beth knew she had at least stopped here because the car was parked outside, but it doesn't even look that way. As Beth was scoping out the house she heard the floor squeak in an abnormal way. She had just stepped on a rug when it made that noise. Looking down she noticed shoe prints on the floor she hadn't noticed before. They led up to the rug and then suddenly stop. Beth reached down to see what was up. She pulled on the carpet and it wouldn't move an inch. This made Beth even more suspicious.

Beth tried to pull the carpet once more, harder than last time and a door opened up. Well a latch anyway. The carpet was nailed to the floor to cover up this entrance from intruders and people like Beth. The door didn't make any sound as it opened and Beth could hear faint noise coming from where ever this place led. Beth made her way down the stairs as quietly as she could. Being able to move silently, given her size, was one of Beth's specialties. She made her way down the tunnel hallway and saw a faint light at the end. This is where Rachelle had to be. As Beth got closer, she pulled her tranquilizer handgun from her holster and gripped it with both hands. She planned on making Rachelle pay before taking Rachelle with her back to Japan. She got to the edge of the room and put herself up against the wall with her gun ready to fire.

She turned the corner and fired at a figure she thought was Rachelle. It turned out to be a decoy set by her as Rachelle swung at Beth with a metal bar of some kind, hitting her in the shoulder. Beth stumbled away and threw the empty dart gun away, pulling out her own retractable baton in defense. They swung at each other with all their might, Beth over powering Rachelle easily, knocking the bar out of her hand. Rachelle trying to find anything in the room to use as a weapon but Beth wasn't allowing her time to find one. She pulled out her cuffs to try and snag her but failed, clipping one of the cuffs to a lamp by accident trying to reach for her hand. Rachelle found another bar and raising it to Beth's face, only to see that Beth had had enough and pulled a gun out.

Rachelle dropped the bar and moved backwards until she hit a chair and fell into it. Beth had made her way up to Rachelle and stuffed her massive gut in her face. Rachelle, realizing she had nowhere to go, began tearing up. Beth grinned in victory, having captured her prey. Rachelle began begging for her life, trying to bride her way out of this situation. Just then, Beth heard a noise and turned her head for just a second, and Rachelle took the gun out of Beth's hands. Beth immediately pulling out another gun she had hidden under her belly. Both women were at point blank range with the other, one gun held solid and firm, and the other one shaking like a fitness nut shaking a protein shake after a good workout.
"Go ahead, shoot me." Beth said confidently as she put her gun away.

"I'll do it!" Rachelle said "I'll fucking do it!"

"then do it." Beth replied to her.

Rachelle pulled the trigger, but nothing happened. "What the?" Rachelle exclaimed.

"That's a toy gun." Beth said laughing at her. "Pretty realistic huh? I use it to intimidate people. Never really liked blood, and I only draw it from someone when absolutely necessary."

Beth took her gun out again, and fired it upon Rachelle, hitting her in the shoulder. Rachelle fell back into the chair in extreme pain, yet she wasn't bleeding. Beth had shot her with a specialized rubber bullet designed to hit the target with the same force and pressure as a regular bullet without the killing aspect. Rachelle was in such pain she couldn't move. Beth laughed and put her gun away yet again. Beth, looking to have a little bit of fun now, grabbed Rachelle, spun her around, and cuffed her before throwing her back on the chair. Immediately, Beth thrusted her massive belly into her face and body, smothering her, engulfing her entirely in her belly's embrace. She choked the life out of her, letting up just before she was about to pass out. Rachelle gasped for air; all the while Beth turned around and dropped her ass right into her lap. Rachelle screamed in agony as all of Beth's weight was focused into her lap. It wasn't long before Rachelle passed out from the amount of pain she was experiencing.

Rachelle awoke to a strange surrounding. All around her was a pink, fleshy wall surrounded her. What was more was it was shaking, as if she was being carried. What was stranger was she was completely naked. That's when it dawned on her; she was in the belly of the hunter. She started to struggle but noticed her hands and feet were bound with rope and her mouth had a ball gag in it. Rachelle could barely move she was wet and sticky, and worse of all; it was ungodly hot inside of her. Beth felt her prisoner awake from her sleep, and all she could do was laugh. Unlike most of her victims, this one barely made her any bigger, and hiding her was even easier. Beth made sure to walk with just a little bit more sway to further torture her victim.

This would be the first time she'd have to carry someone back to a client. She had developed the talents needed to do so quite a while ago so it wouldn't be a problem. She was already on her way back to the hotel to relax and torture her target some more. As soon as she got into the hotel room, she stripped and grabbed her phone. She started running a bath and called the yakuza member to bring up the food she had requested. The yakuza member asked about the progress of the mission, her only reply was that she had her and wanted to food as she was famished. The yakuza member was a little confused, still groggy from the jet lag after just landing in London that day. He was sent to come the following day after Beth would have her meeting with the phantom.

Beth lowered herself into the hot bath and Rachelle started screaming. It was already hot as hell and getting into the bath only made it even hotter. It wasn't long the heat caused her to tire herself out and pass out. Beth was now free to enjoy her bath. It wasn't long before she heard a knock at her door. She responded and told them to come in and set up the meal. Beth got up and out of the bath and quickly dried herself off, finally wrapping the towel around her head. She walked out just as the hotel staff was leaving, leaving only her and the yakuza member in the room. He bowed and turned to leave but before he could, Beth grabbed him and threw him on the bed.

"Wha... what are you doing?" the man asked.

"Taking out a bonus on this job." Beth said. This job was a little more stressful than I expected and I need a little bit of relief..."

"Please ma'am! I was told to be completely professional!" the yakuza said panicking.

"Oh come now, I know you're turned on by my appearance." Beth replied running her hand up his leg. "I saw your little friend the day you helped me get dressed and now I want you to please Me."

"no! I... I couldn't ma'am!" he replied trying to back away.

The yakuza gave in to temptation and had sex with the hunter. All night he went back and forth between pleasing her and feeding her the vast amount of foods that were delivered to her room. He couldn't believe both the sexual libido and vast appetite she had, even though she had someone inside her. The yakuza passed out from exhaustion well before Beth was done. Where she wasn't completely satisfied sexually, she was too stuffed to try and masturbate so she passed out for the night. The next morning, she awoke to the yakuza member suckling on her breast in his sleep. He was cute, but her only plan for him was to be used as a sex toy and manservant. Beth pushed him off and started to get dressed. She threw a pillow at him after she had getting dressed and doing her makeup. She had put on a pair of custom black leggings with butterflies all over it as well as a matching black dress with a butterfly pattern on the chest. Her makeup was done as though she was going to a family dinner.

The yakuza member was woken up so suddenly he fell out of bed. Beth told him to get dressed and take her to the airport, where the yakuza private jet was waiting. The man quickly got dressed and packed up all of the hunter's things before leaving. A limo was waiting to take them to the private runway they landed at. Beth had turned into the yakuza member into her own personal servant as he carried down all her bags, which weighed a ton. He didn't know how she carried all these bags with ease. The ride to the airport was short, and the plane took off not long after they boarded. As she boarded, she noticed there were at least three more yakuza members waiting on the plane. The plane was extremely nice. It had a small lounge area as well as a sleeping area in the back. The chairs were large, large enough to seat the hunter comfortably.

She checked her stomach just to make sure Rachelle didn't escape last night, but it seemed like she hasn't even woken up since she passed out from the bath last night. She sat down in one of the chairs and waved over one of the yakuza members. She took off her flats and pointed to her feet. He looked over to his senior, the one that was with Beth last night, and he nodded, knowing full well of her appetite or the fact she wouldn't hesitate to swallow another member or two. The yakuza member started rubbing her feet before she was demanded to get some lotion. He stumbled back and ran off to find lotion. Beth pointed to another one and demanded he make her an apple martini, stirred not shaken. The other member straightened up, ran towards the mini bar, and started getting to work.

Beth looked at the senior member yakuza and motioned him towards her in a provocative manner. He was hesitant but came over. She grabbed him by the arm and pulled him into the seat she was sitting in, squishing him between the small space between her and the arm of the chair. She brought him in close to her side and bosom before kissing him. The first yakuza member came back with the lotion and started massaging her feet yet again while the second yakuza member came back with her martini. An hour after takeoff, Beth could feel Rachelle finally wake up. The smell of alcohol must've woken her up, as Beth was downing a lot of it. The more and more she drank the less and less control she had of her stomach shrinking ability. Soon she had grown back to full size, successfully pinning the senior yakuza member into the seat with Beth. It wasn't long before she was becoming incoherent. At this point, she was convinced to go to bed. It would only be another eight hours before they arrived in Japan.

The plane finally landed in Japan. The landing had awoken Beth, a raging hangover blaster her. She got up and went straight to the bathroom to relieve herself and fix her messed up makeup. It was another 20 minutes before she stepped out of the plane. Her bags were already brought down to the car and the three junior members were waiting outside of the limo parked right by the stairs attached to the plane. She got in and they sped off towards the hideout. This limo was the same as the first one she got into when she first came to Japan for the meeting. She checked her belly once again to see if Rachelle was still living, but it was hard to tell at this point. Beth had all she needed to prove she was who they wanted. She had the documents Rachelle had stolen when he was still know as Richard Stanly. She stored them in a secret compartment in her bags in the off chance she needed to use them against the yakuza.

It was less than 15 minutes to get back to the hide out. The senior yakuza member got out and opened the door for their esteemed guest. Beth got out of the car and waddled up to the mob boss. He bowed this time around and asked to see Richard. Beth motioned him to move out of the way. She started to contract her belly until a mass began moving up from her belly and into her chest. With one final contraction, she pushed the lump from her chest into her mouth and spat out Rachelle. The yakuza mob boss looked extremely confused when he saw the beautiful naked woman coughing in front of him.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!" The mob boss yelled in anger. "WHO IS THIS BITCH THAT YOU BROUGHT ME WHEN I HIRED YOU TO FIND RICHARD STANLY?!"

"You wanted Richard Stanly, and this is who I caught." Beth replied to him in a slightly angered tone.

"What are you talking about?" the mob boss exclaimed becoming even more confused as he took a drag from his cigar.

"Richard Stanly had a complete sex change operation after he ran with the documents all those years ago." Beth began. "He did it for not only personal reasons, but to hide from your men in plain sight."

"He did what!?" the mob boss yelled again, looking over to the naked woman on the floor looking up at him. "Do you have any proof?"

"she told me herself." Beth began again. "I also found the documents you were looking for. Hey, lover boy, get over here and bring my purple luggage with you." Said reluctantly.

The senior yakuza who was her escort and forced lover quickly came over and brought the bag with him, placing it on the bosses table.

"Give me one second." She said as she opened her bag and then opened the secret compartment." Here, I believe this is what you were looking for.

The mob boss took the documents, looking them over for a minute before he looked up again. "These are exactly what we were missing." He began. "But there seems to be a few missing."

"That's all she had." Beth said placing her hands on her hips. "Now what are you going to do with her?"

"I've got a special punishment for her." The mob boss stated. "First I'll start with cutting off her feet. Then her hands. And finally cut her up piece by piece so I can feed her to my dogs."

"Gruesome." Beth replied back. "But how about this sweetheart. You give her to me, and I'll make sure to digest her very slowly." She told him while placing her arm around his neck.

"And what do you want with her." The boss asked.

"I've had her in my tummy for a few days now." Beth began. "And I've never let any of my prey go before. I have both a reputation and a personal record to think about." Beth said with a crazed look in her eyes.

The mob boss looked at her and sighed. He forced his way from under her arm and started walking back to his chair. He sat in his chair and waved at her as he turned around in his chair. Beth picked up Rachelle by the legs, who began to scream and struggle as much as she could. She was very weak from her time in the hunter's belly. Beth began slurping her down effortlessly. Rachelle grabbed her face to prevent her from eating anymore of her, but it only helped Beth. In under a minute, all that was left of Rachelle was her head, which Beth took the pleasure in pushing into her mouth with her finger. With one final gulp, Beth's belly grew forward again, yet she wasn't full. She patted her massive belly and then spoke up.

"So where's my money." Beth asked fiercely, placing her hand on her hip.

The mob boss lifted his hand and snapped his finger. The yakuza member standing next to him started walking over with a brief case in his hands. He handed it to the hunter and walked away.

"What about the other part." Beth said confidently.

"I've given my member a temporary card with enough money for your vacation." The mob boss replied to her.

"Added bonus for my added trouble?" Beth asked.

"At the hotel room waiting." The mob boss replied back.

"Excellent! It was a pleasure doing business with you." Beth said walking back to the limo. "Call me if you ever need someone hunted."
The hunter got in the limo with the senior yakuza member and sped off to the hotel.

"God, I thought she'd never leave..." the mob boss said shaking in terror.

Beth got back to the hotel and waddled her way into the lobby, the yakuza member following behind her as fast as possible. She swiped the card key from the desk manager and made her way to the elevator. After getting off the elevator, she waddled down the hall and opened the door to the room. Inside she saw her fabulous bonus that the yakuza had to stumble to find at the last minute. Lying on the bed with a plastic underneath was a massively fattened woman, who was stuffed to the absolute limit. Her breathing was labored. She had been covered in chocolate, sprinkles and whipped cream. She turned to look at Beth and started to cry. She knew she had been selected as food for the hunter, being a yakuza member and all. They had gotten her for whenever they needed to sacrifice someone to the hunter and have been fattening her up for about three years now. She went from a petite 120 pounds to a massive 500. They went out of their way today to make sure she was completely stuffed. Only to become a meal for Beth.

Beth squealed with delight at the site of such a massive woman. The woman on the bed tried to move and roll over on the bed, but was pinned down by the weight of her belly. The yakuza member had just gotten into the room when he was hit in the face with the clothes that Beth was wearing. When he removed him from his face, he saw Beth was licking all over the woman, who looked a little bit smaller then her. The woman's cries became louder and louder, which only seemed to increase Beth's appetite.

"Man, I love my job!" Beth said aloud to no one in particular.