"You're going to have to be more careful with these, okay?"

"Yes, ma'am!" Blake stood straight, and reached out for the spellbook - before it was pulled away from him.

"I could register this as a dangerous weapon." Officer Jen Law waved it a small distance away, marching in her high boots.

"Please don't, ma'am!" He waved his arms towards the woman's blue police top, narrowly missing and grazing her miniskirt. He heard a faint gurgle from the other end.

"It is lucky that Aria brought this to me, rather than looking in deeper. Fine young woman!" She glared at him, a finger in his face.

"I'll thank her, ma'am! Ma'am!" Blake was halfway in a salute, halfway wilting down.

Finally, she sighed, and let the lost tome drop back into his arms. "Honestly. Please be more careful with your secret. I have paperwork and patrolling to get to. Handling restricted objects like this is taking its toll..."

As Blake nodded, she hunched over, slumping onto the desk of the police station. There wasn't much activity (thankfully). With her keen observational skills, the older woman had been able to figure out Blake's mage identity - but had the tact to keep it to herself. Especially since his skills helped her look out for crime. But she was still stressing over his safety, and that of all the students... Which was evident from the continual rumbles of her stomach.

Blake raised a hand. "Well, it's not only a tool for violence. If you need extra power, I can give you a boost with this."

She peered in, a skeptical look across her weathered features. "Like, an energy wave?"

He shook his head. "I mean, if you needed food, I could..." He swallowed. "Make myself one."

She kept her gaze fixated on him. "Don't you mean, make me food?"

"No. I could transform myself into something sweet, for all those problems I caused..."

Jen groaned. "That's the most hare-brained, dangerous, ill-advised--!"

GLOOORBLR - her gurgling stomach interrupted her. She slumped back, burying her face in one hand and her exposed midriff in another. "Betrayed by my own uniform again."

Blake teetered back and forth with the book, finding the spell. "So, uh, ma'am..."

Jen took out a plate, and pointed to it. "Small donut. And you'll be out soon, okay? I am NOT covering up a student's disappearance."

"Ma'am!" Obediently, Blake started chanting. His form compressed into a round torus, with his hair and shirt sinking across his boy into a chocolatey form. His extremities shrunk into himself, becoming uniformly soft, and doughy. The smoke hadn't even settled before Officer Law had scooped him up into her finger.

She observed him with a small sneer. "I prefer frosted with sprinkles. Ah well. In you go."

SNAP

A single chomp bit off what would've been his arms.

SNAPTCH.

He felt himself muted as a bit of his face was ripped into her famished molars. He could notice a few fillings in before slipping down.

CHEW.

A last couple crumbs, and Blake was sent crumbling into Jen's powerful throat, the muscles pushing him through the system. Her breaths seemed a little unsteady, as if she were having trouble processing him... or was trying to keep in the sheer pleasure from guzzling him down.

In either case, he felt himself drip-fed, crumb by crumb, into the policewoman's boiling innards. The satisfaction of serving law and order was offset by the sizzling sensation, and the continual noise of her stomach's stormy gurgles. Gradually, he felt himself fizzling into nothing, piece by piece of him sinking into the enormity, losing track of time while soothed by slow pats...

...

...

..."REPORT! Are you present, sir?"

A sudden THWACK woke Blake up. He tried to get a sense of his surroundings - but they kept jostling away from him, up and down. The pink expanse was continually warbling, and making grumbling noises at him. He somewhat recognized the surrounding tissue, with how much blue he saw if he focused...

SLAP

And the hand of his captor struck him again.

"Officer Law, ma'am!" He tried to salute, but found himself with no arm, fully digested. "Wh-where am I?"

"That voice... it's from my abdomen. Where food goes." The response came from all around him. She must've fully absorbed his body! She caught on fast to his location... But it also made him shiver. To be carried around like that, totally reliant on her... And from the cool sensation, she was out on the streets, the sound of her ponytail thwipping slightly as she looked left and right.

He shifted in place. "I... I hope I satisfied you..."

"You did you job. For the morning." She sighed. "But now we're near the end of my shift. I'll have to..."