“Niihehehe, you guys can’t be serious. You tried to take us down with that meager power of yours?!”

“Seriously, you guys stormed into our home. Who are the real villains here?”

Standing over the worn out and defeated bodies of the 4 heroes tasked with defeating them, the mystic pair of the Wind Cat Mukiro and the Sorcerat Eric grinned down at them while they spoke. Despite being strong Warriors of Light and seemingly more than powerful enough, they were still easily taken down by the pair! A knowing look coming on between the two just before two of the men got to their feet.

“You bastards…w-were not done yet!” The Pugilist growled at the pair. His fists coming up in a battle stance and staring down Mukiro in particular. Chuckling some, the cat reaches back and unstraps his belly plate and tosses it back to the paired throne the two mystics shared. The Pugilist’s ally holds up his sword, ready to continue fighting as well.

Licking his lips some, Eric looked between the two standing warriors, though his eyes landed on the Paladin. “Niiheh, I think you’ll do nicely!” His hand suddenly glowed an ominous purple for a moment before he snapped his fingers. Before all of their eyes, the Paladin’s armor suddenly shattered! An audible gasp coming from the heroes, though that shock only grew when both the two mystics rushed forward and grabbed the Pugilist’s and Paladin’s hands before suddenly engulfing their heads! Both of them moving almost in unison as they easily start gulping around the actively squirming heroes! Their White and Black mage companions could only stare in shock as they watched their allies getting swallowed whole. It wasn’t until they were both gone up to their waist when the Black Mage tried to form an attack, but the sharp glare from their obviously hungry enemies made him stop in his tracks.

In only a few more moments, and with an audible last gulp from both of them, the front line pair were completely gone and now settled in their bellies. Muffled shouts and squirms could be seen and heard on their round forms while the two just let out low, pleasured growls from it all. “Mmmm, Warriors of Light always taste so good! Really glad you guys decided to attack our home. We didn’t have to go out and look for a meal.”

Taking a few steps back, the pair sits down on their throne, Mukiro making sure to move his metal plate next to the throne before taking his seat. While he started to get comfortable, Eric glared at the remaining two heroes. “You two shouldn’t get comfortable either. However, I think we can arrange to not have you both end up in our bellies as well. You WoL mages aren’t filling at all anyway, niihehe.” That comment made the Black Mage growl some, but quickly went silent when the Sorcerat continued. “You, White mage. You seem to already know your place. Come here.”

Though the two Warriors of Light looked at each other nervously, the White Mage got to his feet and staggered in front of the two powerful mages. Though he tried to be strong, the sight of those still squirming bellies terrified him. “Nii, don’t worry your little head. If you two behave yourselves, we’ll let you guys go so all four of you will get to be nice strong Warriors of Light. Mmm, now get down on all fours. We could use a footrest after that sorry excuse for a fight.”

Watching his friends be eaten and that new demand they made of his last one was too much for the Black Mage. He got to his feet as well and shouted, “Why don’t you just kill us and be done with it! We’re not going to become your damn slaves! We ca-“

A hard, targeted gust of wind suddenly hit him in the back, cutting him off from his outburst! The impact making him fly forward a bit, right in front of the other three in the room. Thinking his own actions can help save all of them, the White Mage quickly got down on all fours. His eyes closing in defeat as he almost immediately felt the strong feet of the much stronger mages plant on his back. Mukiro let out a relieved sigh and pet over his belly some. “I do respect your will to continue fighting back. That defiance is what makes you Warriors of Light so great, isn’t it? Heh, but shouldn’t you think more about your situation?”

Just as the Black Mage weakly got himself back to his knees, his eyes fell on the Sorcerat. A grin plastered on his face as he held his hand out and was forming an ominous purple orb in his hand, the orb seemingly connected to the two large bellies which looked to have stopped moving. “You’re going to be our foot slave for a while! Niihehe, some nice rubbing and licking go a long way. And if you don’t…” That grin got even darker as he continued. The purple light connecting the bellies to the orb suddenly disappearing. “I’ll just crush your friends souls right here and now! You think I don’t know about that annoying revival skill you Warriors of Light have?! It’s like I said before. Behave, and you all get to go. Now get to work, or only one of you is leaving this place alive! You’ve got 3 seconds!”

That revelation sent both lower mages through a loop. Their safety net suddenly stripped away had them in a state of shock again. The sight of that soul orb didn’t help the case either. Taking a bit more pity on the poor Black Mage, Mukiro chuckled some as he used his own magic to push the boy into their feet before the 3 seconds were up. It took a few long moments after that, but the Black Mage’s hands came up and started to rub over the cat’s large paws and hesitantly licking at the rat’s feet. Moves that mad both of them let out a relaxed sigh. Their hands rubbing over their bellies as they got to work on the tasty bodies.

Art -  Sparky_the_chu
Featuring -  ReesesNezumi