You take the Word of Smaller Stature from Circe ONE TIME...

Some of them have accepted their fate. Some of them are here by choice. But you have vaults to hunt and need to find a way out of this extremely soft, extremely jiggly, extremely welcoming prison.

Little story I've had in my brain for a while now entirely inspired by the "B is for Belly" WoD mnemonic lol

The crowd erupted. A finish the Arcadion would not soon forget.

During her post-match bath, Honey B., in euphoria from the amount of aether being absorbed into her body, would wonder just who the heck her challenger was. Ultimately, it didn't matter. They were all hers now.
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Her fingers slowly descended to her mouth, which closed around them. Strands of saliva ran from her now empty fingertips as she popped them out of her mouth.

Honey B. paused, savoured both the taste and the moment, and then:

*GULP*

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This challenger was a waste of time, but as she watched them helplessly fawn, an idea washed over her. She'd get something from this match.

"By the time you even realize what's happenin'," Honey B. said, lifting the WoL above her head, "You'll be halfway to my 'bee'-hind."

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