Devouring Hive

"I'm going to strangle You later, haaahhh..."

She couldn't wait for the rest of the pie to just, disappear into this fat bitch's body as quickly as possible because she was feeling a third migraine coming... Just how could a single girl be SO annoying, for God's sake-

Whatever, more. And more she crammed in, taking advantage of the extra mouths to speed things up a little, while trying not to think about how those might work... Some things are best left shrouded in mystery...

"...finally. That's all of it, good grief. I assume you've had enough already?"

"Mmmmhaahh... I'm zatizfied, but... Do you think I've had enough?~"

Normally she'd make a big deal of this, a long and extensive one- But now, only a single sentence is truly necessary. Does Miimu take the bait? Does she see what We are saying, behind the simplicity of the question, and embrace the person she truly is?

I do want to feed Chara baked goods made with batter that used fat from her own old body…….

Ohh? Ohhhh..? Darling, poor darling. Do you need help?

“Help would be nice, da.”

“When I had to eat human body to survive back in Russia, I never thought to bake into proper food… I guess that will answer how I taste, heh.”

"I zzzzuppozze we will zzzee, won't we?~ Ahaha!~"

They smile, We are happy to help. Happy to provide... -and provide... -and provide... The Hive's bulbous shape is offered, a lap pat at.

"I keep going because you keep eating, you shameless, bottomless hog... you're the gluttonous brat here, bitch..."

Slapping the gut beneath her, she slides two slices at once... fingers forced into Bee's mouth, pushing the pie directly into her throat, not giving her the chance to chew or taste the thing this time.

Grabbing her jaw to hold it close, waiting for her to swallow the lump, then forcing it open to jam another handful, then another-

Not just one mouth getting fed now, the hand-mouths are being made to eat as well. Miimu may not be doing it, but in order to keep up with the now-impossible demands being put upon her, Bee does everything she can to eat as fast as possible.

"My whale? Please, don't say creepy, disgusting stuff like that. You're your own person, this is all you, fatso."

Another kick, followed a slap with the base of the pot, just around the center of that gut, before going off to look for tea and some dessert to cap off that meal for her.

Some apple pie, nothing too fancy, nothing too flashy. Freshly made and waiting for some unsuspecting glutton to come and take it... or rather, be force fed most of it, as the Submarine dumps her own self sitting on Bee's gut, making herself comfortable as she shoves the first slice, waiting for her to chew and swallow before spilling some tea on her open maw.

"All me, all me, and yet you keep on talking, keep on feeding, keep on going!~ You're zzuch a cute little brat you know?~ I love it~"

She laughed, full-bellied and full-hearted- Though mostly full-bellied.

"Bhuuarhhph! Ah~..."

-and made Us plenty of room, while she waited for the next course. Our smile is everpresent, across every mouth we've manifested, and even with our guts bubbling like an overfull cauldron we still eagerly open our mouth for more.

The strain is, nonetheless, visible. Her face is red, sweat beads at her brow, but rather than look dissuaded by the discomfort she feels, it's apparent that she feels only bliss.

"Mmfhpphhh..."

She's sinking her serrated teeth deeper into her skin, then flesh, visibly irritated despite the 'smile' on her face, kicking and stomping on Bee's gut repeatedly, with no regard for the poor girl nor her surely-slightly-bloated stomach, dumping the rest, a few pounds worth of food, all at once into her-

"Bhhuoooaarrrhhph!"

The resulting belch to come of the rough treatment at Miimu's hands is enough to knock the insectoid creature down- Or at least it would be, had she not already been forced to ground by the girl herself.

Then, of course, even still burping out of several of the manifested mouths- She laughs. Because of course We laugh. This poor girl thinks so much of her petulant little acts of rebellion- It's hard not to.

Especially when they say so much about her.

"Don't eat metal you dunce. Won't sit well with the food... actually don't give me a lecture about your biology now, I don't care-"

She could feel the infodump coming from a mile away so before it got to that, she'd rather force the rest of the food faster into her main(?) mouth... glaring daggers at the smaller one bitching at her from the neck...

"Oh you really are one irritating bug, gosh... Shuddup, shuddup will ya'?"

"Ahaha!~ Ahahaha~..."

Amph, mghlph, ghlph, ahhglph~... Even the bite doesn't stop her now, doesn't stop her from laughing, doesn't stop her from chewing, on the blade, on food... Having a whale of a time, making a whale of herself.