Here's a story of Riptor (Killer Instinct) vs. Rain (Mortal Kombat). I've heard many times that Riptor is actually a female, so that's how I portrayed her in this. Hope you like it.

The trees shook ominously from the wind, leaves bustling together beneath the gloomy sky of the evening. The grassy forest terrain wasn't exactly blossoming with decor, but was calming in its own peaceful way. Dark-gray clouds shrouding the moon parted ways, the pale radiance pierces the shifting cracks in the treeline, and along walks Rain. His face mask (covering everything below the eyes), gi, and leg-guards are all purple while the rest of his sleeveless uniform is black. Tightening the guards on his wrists, he then adjusts his dark hood. Dazzling green eyes emerge from the shadowy depths of the vegetative ceiling. As the half-god steps forward, a creature bursts from the treeline. Vicious and snarling, it double-kicks Rain's chest like a kangaroo, launching him to the ground.

Riptor lands with an eager bounce in her stance, ready to shred him to pieces. The human/raptor hybrids body is orange scaled with a yellow midsection and black stripes lining down her back (much like a tiger). Hunched over, Riptor's dinosaur legs bend as her long pointy tail curls partly over her snake-like head. Flexing her muscular biceps, the creatures metal arm bands reflect the moonlight glow across her brooding chest. Mouth opening, she regurgitates greenish-yellow bile, the acidic blast splashes along Rains left wrist-guard and dissolves it into a rancid bubbling mess. He then shoulder rolls away from Riptor's lethal tail strike as it pierces the dirt, unbending herself after the failing combo. Focusing, the half-god stances himself to retaliate.

“I am no mere pushover, foul creature. I am Rain, prince of Edenia!” saying so, he unleashes a ray of lightning at the beast, crackling loudly as it brightens the forest, the electric surge engages Riptor's arm-bands and zaps its way through her entire body. Scowling, smoke plumes exert from all orifices as she lurches forward, completely disoriented. Rain stances himself again, then jets two powerful streams of water at Riptor's head, forming a massive orb the size of a yoga ball. Confused, the beast pokes her claws at the rotating globe of levitating fluids, unsure how to counter it. Suddenly, Riptor's mouth gapes uncontrollably, gurgling while her tongue swishes a pathetic retort and her tail thrashes wildly as the quenching liquid begins to whirl down her gullet.

Rain violently force-feeds Riptor the drink, swelling her up like a rapid-growth pregnancy. Unable to resist, her abdomen pulsates in and out, getting bigger and rounder with each gulp. “Uuugh...” the sound is seemingly distant and fairly muffled, but Riptor's high-pitched moans can be vaguely heard beyond the shrinking bubble. The hybrids rotund figure comes to a slow jiggle while it tightens, stretching outward into a churning bulk that completely shadows her own feet. Staggering both legs apart for support, her whipping tail droops to the floor as the last of the water flushes down her throat, gravid-looking as if ready to give birth to herself. It's not the first time she's been stuffed silly, her being used to swallowing prey whole a countless number of times.

Surviving Rain's bubble burst attack, he just stands there, dumbfounded. Slurping her lips, Riptor waddles toward him, pumping each arm with the primal instinct to eat while blades of grass tickle her immense underbelly. Though she's packed enough to bust like a balloon, an unsatisfied pit of hunger gurgles beneath the slosh. Bending over just enough to reach her snout across, Riptor's fangs grip the delirium-stricken half-god by the head and lifts him straight up. Shoulders in, Riptor's esophagus squelches him down one movement at a time, her accentuated neck wiggling the meal the rest of the way as her tail joyously whacks the earth. “Ulp...!” in a noisy gulp, the beasts profoundly huge girth lets out a harsh twang, outstretched beyond the usual capacity with a blistered navel.

Back arched, her dinosaur posterior quivers and aches from the hefty new record of gluttony. Proud of herself for the gorging, she allows her legs to buckle and give, butt-slamming the ground in a churning thump. Grinning mirthfully, Riptor coos as she lazes to her back, rubbing at the sloshing prize, and resting like a princess... Suddenly, a hand-print outstretches from the taut scales of Riptor's upper abdomen. Palming it, careful not to pop herself, she pushes it back down. And then another, and another... Bumps scatter across her belly, gradually disappearing as new ones form. In a state of panic, she tries puking Rain back out, but he's refusing to budge. Grunting, the creature hysterically flails her limbs from the cramps bulging all over, screeching a remorseful plea.

In a sequence of growths, trails of pulsing veins bulge across Riptor's thinning flesh while her middle planets a little at a time. Like a bomb inflating to blow, her legs and tail curl against her trembling figure, seeking comfort as she rounds beyond that of a perfectly spherical wrecking ball. Moaning her raptor cries, her underbelly subtly propels her legs forward, still bloating up. The faded line between her chest and crotch begins to slit while, simultaneously, another hand-print rises beneath her throbbing outie, elevating it like a flower, and then-BOOM! Riptor bursts open, spectacularly drenching everything in the area. Vaulting from the open wound of the pool, Rain lands triumphantly, then walks away without even sparing a glance. “That is the price you pay for not chewing your food.” FATALITY! THE END