*GULP!*

Black Canary groaned in pleasure as she felt her belly fully expand. As her food piled into her, it grew out into a four foot blob, packed tightly into her corset. She sighed happily and rested her hand on her full tummy, right before corset-like top split in half and popped over her engorged middle. Her breasts bounced forward along with her belly, bobbing up and down a few times and getting a hysterical laugh out of Canary. She was busting a gut while her fat one shook with every laugh, making both of the heroes inside it scream. Both her eating like a bird enough to ruin her costume and the fact that she just gobbled up her teammates tickled Canary’s funny bone, but all that laughter brought something else up.

“BUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!!! Excuse me.” She said with a smug smile. She wasn’t ashamed of sending her friends to their death, so there was embarrassment over belching either. In fact, she was actually proud of her gas, and always had been.

Smacking her lips, she picked up the aftertaste of the birds she made her prey, and they were just as delicious the second time. The smiling bird stroked her gut, finding it to be sensitive to her touch and made herself moan lightly. Her gut jutted out so far and was so firm, it was like she was pregnant. Such a thought made her remain aroused, and Black Canary knew that if she could devour two superheroes, then there was no doubt she would be able to hunt down a mate. She felt some pitiful struggles inside of her, which only succeeded in making her lick her lips.

Hawk turned her head and coughed as the air had gotten a lot thinner thanks to Canary burping. Her ears were still ringing from it, and combined with being sat on, molested, and now eaten by that overgrown pigeon, she and Dove didn’t even have the strength to break their bonds. Before she could use her last breaths to curse Dinah again, she heard her sister weep once more beneath her.

“We’re going to die, aren’t we?” she sobbed. Hawk had no choice but to nod, even though it made her sister cry even harder. Both of their young lives had been cut short, but Hawk only felt bad for her innocent sister, especially since just their last moments were being forced to do things that were not so innocent. Hawk’s own unsatisfied libido made her feel even worse and it was then that she felt her skin start to itch. Dinah’s gastric juices were slowly starting to get on them, but the girls would be dead from the lack of oxygen long before they melted away. However, wiggling her arms again, Hawk found that the juices had weakened the costume shreds keeping her and her sister together and finally managed to snap them off. Dove gasped as she felt herself freed, but instead of getting off of her, she grabbed her head and slammed her lips down onto hers.

“It’s okay, I’m here.” Hawk gasped when she finally pulled her tongue out of her sister’s throat, before sticking it right back in there. Dove’s eyes widened, but the innocent girl then felt herself melt not from stomach acids, but from being in her sister’s arms. With Hawk’s hands firmly on her cheeks, Dove’s hands moved up to hug her sister, wanting now to never be apart from her. Their tongues intertwined and their twats began to grind into each other, but this time because they wanted to. Tears leaked out of Dove’s eyes as she knew this was the end, but was happy that her sister loved her so much.

“Is it wrong that this turns me on?...Not at all.” Black Canary joked. Now seated on the floor, she still stroked her jutting gut with one hand, while the sausage-fingers on the other slid through the holes of her stockings and plunged into her sex. “Mmmmmm.” She sensually purred and licked her lips; all this pleasure had come from her just following her instincts. The hand on her belly then went back to groping her fat jug as she coaxed herself towards orgasm, wanting to enjoy every last second her prey was still alive and screwing each other. It did sting her pride as a very big predator to have to self satisfy, and the thought going out and snatching some male off the streets and force him to mate with her did sound fun, but also as the dominant hunter, she didn’t know if she could settle for anyone, and even if she did, she’d have to eat her one night stand after that and she was already very full. No, Canary knew that her mate, whoever that might be, would have to be someone from the superhero community. She could have her way and then devour them if she wanted, but at some point, she did want a permanent mate.





Huntress rushed into the room, already kicking herself for taking so long. It had been hours since she had gotten the distress call and she now had less than one hour before sunrise. It wasn’t her fault that she had been wrapped up in Ivy’s vines all this time, or that the crazy plant lady actually intended to rape her before she was turned into plant food. Fortunately, Batman had arrived and had helped her get away, but Huntress still knew she wouldn’t hear the end of it from Barbara.

“You’re late Huntress.” Oracle told her. Helena just scowled at her teammate; she sounded just like Bruce. “At least tell me I beat blondy. Even if she did survive that attack, all that blubber finally slowed her down right?” Huntress said, only to then realize something very big and hard to miss walked right up next to Oracle “You know, I’m standing right here.”

Huntress felt like a real heel, especially from the look Canary was giving her. She really hated it when people assumed she was slow just because she was big. Not only did her weight give her more power, but a skilled fighter can find her sister and be as swift as a falcon, regardless of how fat she was.

“Whoa, and they call Wally The Flash. What happened to you?” Huntress quickly averted her eyes. Black Canary had been forced to come back with only her jacket and no top, leaving her chest and belly out for all the world to see. She could have gone home and changed, but it would look suspicious if she came back in a new costume. Still, she was in need of a new one, one that could handle her diet. Fortunately, she had this little number that was all leather, and if Batgirl could kick butt with her whole body covered in that stuff, Dinah figured that thing could handle her gut.

“I was ambushed by ninjas, I think they were Shivas men. Hawk and Dove came to help, but right then, one of them gassed me and I collapsed. I guess after they were done, they couldn’t resist getting a squeeze.” Black Canary answered. No super villain could resist groping an unconscious hero, a fact that made Helena growl as she knew that all too well “Pervs; and they took Hawk and Dove?”

“That’s what we think. I’ve already got Zidna out checking things out, but the trail might already be cold. Still, I’d like you to check out here where Canary was ambushed.” Oracle gave Huntress directions to the Chinese restaurant, which was now utterly demolished by something much bigger than ninjas. As she took the map, Oracle turned to Black Canary and told her “Go home Di, we’ll call you if we find anything.”

“You sure?” Black Canary asked and her friend nodded. As she started to leave, Huntress could have sworn that Canary looked even fatter. Her breasts looked like they had gone up two cup and her belly seemed to be much bigger than the small in comparison swell it had been the last time she saw her. Her hips looked they had grown half a foot and her butt cheeks were now the size of basket balls, stretching the stockings to the limit with bursting or sinking into the flab. Huntress however just shook her head, reminding herself that she was staring, and that she might need to have her eyes checked since she shouldn’t judge the appearance of someone she had completely missed when she first walked into the room.

The roar of Black Canary’s motorcycle was heard up and down the road as it zoomed off. She had built that thing by hand, personally reinforcing it to handle her, even now that had gained another fifty pounds. A smile forced from her ruby lips as she declared tonight’s hunt a success. Her urge to hunt tougher prey and tonight she would go back to only eating crooks….for now. She wouldn’t forget how fun the challenge, as little as there was, was to take down and devour her super powered friends. Canary felt kind of bad that Huntress was going on wild goose chase…maybe on the way home she should paint a statue with what remained of Hawk and Dove, though with the size of the dump she felt brewing inside her, it might take more than one statue.