"That's damn impressive, guys." You put on a gigantic smile. It's fake. You don't know if they'll see through it, but they probably won't have enough time to analyze it.

"Thanks! Hehe." Kim grabs a lock of her hair and twists it nervously, obviously a reaction of modesty. Her grin goes more to one side in an awkward attempt to acknowledge the compliment but leave the other side of the mouth as trying to not show pride. Modesty is a very strange characteristic for a girl who lets out gigantic belches casually with her twin brother.

You walk forward and put an arm around each of them, to make a football huddle. Done by most, it can seem awkward, but if you have a big boisterous person with just the right personality and charm, it's not suspicious at all. With your gigantic fake smile in place, that's the kind of person you're trying to play.

"You know, guys, maybe we could try our for the school chorus. Do the bass vocals." You offer a wink. More genuine smiles from them.

And now you put the weight into your arms, and crash the two kids together, front-to-front.

The two are small enough that you and your wide mouth and distended belly have no problem. While they each say, "Ow," you lean over them and fit your mouth over both of their heads simultaneously. The head tilt is nearly standard procedure when standing up to devour people, and so you hoist their legs into the air, using your arms to lock their protesting legs. You push down and swallow a lot, forcing them through, twisting their positions to fit them as they go down your throat.

They go down faster than the previous person you ate. These two of them combined--two people, simultaneously--went down into your stomach faster than other people. Sure, it could have been their small sizes, but you've seen smaller 15-year-olds. Maybe you're just becoming really good at this whole eating thing.

You reach down, rub your belly a couple times, and then let out a burp.
It's the loudest and longest that you have ever released.