Robin's Bad Luck: Cordelia

Cordelia had a problem. One that a good amount of people can relate to. The stunningly beautiful pegasus knight let out one of her trademark sighs. If only, she fantasized, The two of them walking alone on a beach, their hands intertwined. There wedding and the people saying that they were the best couple of the century.

While the breastless woman fantasized, the object of her affection, Chrom, walked by discussing tactics with the tactical brain of the Shepherds, Robin. Robin had the most unusual hair color of silvery white, while she herself was around 19 years old. These silver tresses, bound in two braids that went over the front of her shoulders, framed her heart shaped face. She had onyx eyes, a small round nose, and full lips. Not only was she pretty but she was voluptuous as well, but it was well hidden under her cloak.

Cordelia grit her teeth as the two walked by. The pegasus knight couldn’t stand that woman! She talked to Chrom like it was no big deal, when she herself couldn’t even approach him without fainting. It was because of that silver haired vixen’s big boobies wasn’t it! If she had big breasts Chrom would be all over her as well! She couldn’t stand the thought of that woman touching her Chrom. There had to be some way to stop this!

“You could always just vore her, you know.”

The voice that spoke was prim, proper, and methodical. Cordelia gasped and turned a blush on her face and a sigh at her lips. Maribelle was standing there a slight smirk on her noble face. The nobles words hit the pegasus knight suddenly… Vore her? While it did sound appealing to send that bitch down to digestive hell, who would lead the armies?

“I know what you’re thinking; Robin already drafted a plan to deal with Gangrel and retrieve Emmeryn safely. There is no real need for Robin at the moment.”

Maribelle’s lips curled into a smile during the last sentence. Cordelia paused, she was unsure about how to go about this. She could go and devour the silver haired woman, digest her, grow some breasts, marry Chrom, have his kids… Where was the cons to this again?

“I-I’ll do it!” 

Maribelle grinned while nodding her head. She left Cordelia, determined to watch the improper brute of a woman become part of a less brutish woman. The pegasus knight began to make plans in how to go about eating the woman. Her tent was right next to Sumia’s and Lissa’s. Damn, both of them were buddy buddy with the bitch. She would have to lead her out to a remote place, then pounce on her. But where?

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Robin stretched in her chair, popping her back. That was enough tactics for one night. The tactician felt confident that her plan would succeed, all that was left was to make sure to be well rested and relax before the fight in two days time. Then her stomach growled.

She sighed before she got up, put her cloak back on then headed off to see if the kitchen tent still had some jerky or something in it. She could really do with some jerky she thought, especially bear.

She walked towards the tent, humming a small, happy tune. Blissfully unaware that she was prey being stalked in the night. Robin reached the tent a few minutes later only to find Cordelia was there also. The silver haired woman, always friendly, gave a grin as she saw the knight.

“Hey Cordelia. Why are you up so late?” Cordelia glanced back at Robin there was a…. predatory look in her eye, but Robin ignored it. “Oh you know, I missed dinner like I imagine you did. I came to pick up some jerky. Would you like some?” Robin wasted no time at taking the offered bag and began to munch on meat. Cordelia giggled at the woman’s antics then held up a bottle of wine, to which the tactician raised an thin eyebrow.

“Care to join me?”

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Apparently Robin had never had alcohol in her previous life… It showed hard. Cordelia sweat dropped at some of the woman antics. Cordelia sweat dropped as the woman began testing how large of an item she could hide in between her remarkable chest. So far her thunder tome, bottle of wine, and Cordelia’s head (much to said woman’s chargin) had all been successfully blocked from view.

“‘omtines oi just *hic* hink ther’ too big. Afta all dat *hic* runnin’ moi ‘ack ‘urts ‘omthin fierce in da monin.”

Cordelia had lead the tactician out of the camp into the desert some hundred yard off from the rest of the Shepherds. The red head’s mouth water with anticipation. Robin was still molesting herself with a stupid look on her face. Alright time to spring the trap.

“Don’t you think that your rear is too big also? I mean, it does also bounce a lot when you run.”

Robin look at her like she just made a life changing discovery. “Ya mean oits naht just meh tits dat make meh ‘ack ‘urt?” The silver haired woman’s sentences were getting more and more slurry. The pegasus knight mentally grinned, this was going way better than expected, if things kept on going this way Cordelia would be the proud owner of a tactician filled stomach.

“Why, yes, your posterior is quite huge. Say do you want to make a bet?”

The drunk only nodded mutely, while making soft cooing sounds to her breasts again. Cordelia sweat dropped again at Robin’s current obsession with her breasts. The red head snaped back to the present. She needed to do this now, while she still had time to get the majority of digestion out of the way.

“I bet you that I can fit your giant rear and your giant breasts in my stomach at the same time.”

No normally this would have been a pretty big red flag for the silver haired woman but she was too drunk and too enamoured with her ‘assets’’ size that she only snorted drunkenly and waddled over to Cordelia.

“Oi bet ya *hic* can’t.”

Cordelia smirked, checkmate. She convinced Robin the strip down to her birthday suit (which was hard for the drunkard to accomplish by herself.) and then gazed upon her meal. Robin was tall for a woman sitting just about six feet in height. Her braids had long since fallen or been taken out leaving her hair in a messy, but still pretty style. (messy long hair from the customization if anyone played Awakening.)

“Ya gotta et meh ass ‘irst, mmkay?”

The drunk tactician slurred drunkenly as she bent over, exposing that perfect posterior to the woman behind her. Cordelia grimaced, this was the hardest way to eat someone, and because she had never vored before she might possibly fail her attempt.

The pegasus knight shook her head. She could do it. She told her sisters back at the border she would never give up ever, and that applied to this as well. Her midnight snack would reach her stomach sooner or later! With this newfound determination, the red head bent down in front of Robin’s ass then planted her lips hovering above the other woman’s sex.

The silver haired woman began to moan from the hot breath on her sex. Cordelia blushed heavily but continued with her goal. She stretched her mouth open as wide as it could possibly go, and pulled Robin toward herself roughly. Her mouth wasn’t wide enough to take in her prize! She stretched farther to the point of pain and began forcing the ass into her mouth. Success! The tactician sunk partially into pegasus knight, now it looked like Robin was sitting on the back of Cordelia’s throat, but none of these thoughts were on Cordelia’s mind as her tongue flicked over the flesh in her mouth. Robin was delicious!

Ignoring the pain, the pegasus knight took her first gulp. The silver haired woman giggled drunkenly as her thighs were pressed against her abs. Still Cordelia could not get over the silver haired woman’s taste! Robin was by far the most delicious thing the red haired woman had ever tasted.
If one looked at Cordelia’s neck you could see the curves of Robin’s rear sitting at the top of her throat, and then at the bottom as Cordelia took another gulp. The tactician groaned in discomfort, being as flexible as she was her legs being parallel with the rest of her body was not a big deal, but those same legs compacting her admittedly large bosom into her chest did not feel good at all.

By this point the pegasus knight had to use all that she learned in training to swing the woman in her mouth straight up so that gravity would help her effort. The predator’s throat stretched painfully tight around her meal so it caused some apprehension when her lips reached the base of the other woman’s breasts.

“C-cordelia? Oi ‘h-hink oi want tae stahp now. *hic* Y-yew won.”

Naturally, Cordelia didn’t pay any attention to the woman’s statement. And on a count a three she grabbed Robin’s shoulders and them as hard as she could into her mouth. Tears of pain began to sprout from the redhead's eyes while the silver haired woman was crying too, but for a different reason.

“C-c-cordelia! O-oi want t-tae get out!”

As tactician began to fear for her life and struggled, the pegasus knight began creeping her lips over the twin peaks of flesh. It was hard but manageable, and Robin’s drunken struggling came much too late to be of any help to prevent her fate which was set in stone.

Cordelia gulped again, the tactician’s tear stained face sunk into her devourer’s mouth. Only her arms, top of her head and legs were outside of the predator now. The silver haired woman’s butt had just began stretching out the redhead’s stomach. She took some time to fondle the other woman’s but through her stomach wall as she took another gulp. Cutting of the woman as she began to form a more heated protest.

After a few more minutes of getting the last bits of flavor that she could, the pegasus knight closed her lips over twitching hands, and feet. Cordelia slurped down the last few strands of silver hair before sitting down in the sand, feeling the last bit of her meal settle in her stomach. The Pegasus knight stared at her belly, admiring each and every curve of Robin’s that poked through the undoubtedly tight stomach. It rocked and jerked some, and if you listened closely you could hear the tactician’s pleas to be let out of the sweltering gut.

A light gurgling began as Cordelia hauled herself up to get back to her tent. Her stomach bounced some and jiggled. She giggled as she rubbed the taut flesh. Tomorrow she would speak with Chrom, she would have to wear something that accented her new measurements in the marrow.

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Inside the stomach the still drunk Robin was panicking. The acids had already risen to her belly button and the skin of her rear was already a light pink from digestion and she knew that things would be far more dire in a few moments.

The silver haired woman tried to force her way back up through the ring of muscle she came through but there was no luck their, her intoxicated body possessed no dexterity. She began to sob, tears flowing like twin rivers down her face. It wasn’t fair. Did she not have the right to live like everyone else?

Robin let out an animalistic screech as the acid climbed to the bottom of her breasts. The pain was simply too much. The acid had changed color to a light pink that she knew was because of parts of her had shloped off, She knew that her entire body would become one with Cordelia. The pegasus knight would take all the tactician was and it add it to herself.

The pain was reaching an unbearable height. The stomach actively began compressing now and with every contraction she could feel her thigh bone begin to give more every time. The acid was just above her lips now. Not wanting to feel any more pain than what she would have to she dunked her head under the acid level. The pain was intense for a while, until the woman turned snack twitched for her last time, some bubbles of her last breath rising from the acid.

The only sound present was the sizzling of Robin’s body breaking down and the load gurgles of the stomach.

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Cordelia sighed as she rubbed her lifeless belly. The bottom had already begun to smooth out and the middle part was starting to follow. There was a sharp cracking sound that rang from the redhead’s stomach as Robin’s thigh bones, refusing to take anymore abuse, snapped, and folded in on her body.

The pegasus knight hummed her approval. She was sitting on her cot in camp. She was honestly surprised it held with the weight Robin’s corpse added to her frame. She dismissed the thought from her mind as she laid down in the cot, pulled the blanket over as much of her body as she could, and promptly fell asleep.

During the night the night the tactician’s bulge rounded out to a completely smooth orb. All of the woman inside reduced to soupy nutrients, for the other woman to use. It was a slow process of absorbing Robin and distributing her equally to each part of the knight’s body.

Cordelia’s breast swole out to a healthy sized bust, not as big as the tactician’s but noticeable and noteworthy. The redhead’s rump also packed on more muscle and fat. A streak of silver hair ran along side of Cordelia’s face, as a final tribute to what the tactician gave her. The woman’s lips filled out as well into the plump lips Robin was known for.

Cordelia woke that morning from a very restful sleep, she slapped a hand to her chest only to come into contact with breast much quicker than normal. She got up excitedly and ran to grab her mirror. She couldn’t help noticing that her breasts sloshed as she ran. Maybe Chrom would appreciate a glass of breast milk?

The Redhead looked into the mirror in approval with everything she found. The silver streak of hair was particularly delightful. She could remember that divine taste every time she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Cordelia grinned as she hopped up and down on the balls of her feet watching her breast bounce and jiggle. Stopping only to flinch and rub her breasts, She guessed that she shouldn't be surprised at them being sore. One look in the mirror and her grin returned. Yeah, she wouldn’t have a hard time getting used to this.