Yet another story from the writing friend

Sadly life isn't going very well rn so actual art won't come for a while :(

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On the Northern coast of France, a squadron of bombers was advancing steadily towards a large enemy depot. The weather was somewhat cloudy and a little foggy down below, conditions which had thought to be different when set out. Coming the opposite way however, was a formation of geese, hard to see through the thick clouds and adverse weather.

The aircraft kept on course as they were directed, continuing on with the mission no matter what. As the group of planes entered a more open space in the sky, they only just noticed a flock of birds right in front. The planes hastily attempted to avoid the hungry birds, however they were too unfortunately too slow. The greedy geese opened their mouths to "honk" at the planes, only for the first plane to fly straight into the first goose's mouth and be devoured in an instant, the rest of the planes soon followed, with each plane gulped by each goose. Seven planes for seven geese.

The birds struggled at first as their flight was slowed somewhat as the planes still accelerated within their bellies, as well as the fact they had to spread out slightly as not to intrude on each other's sizes. As the planes continued to attempt to fly within, the birds flapped their wings harder to keep up with their flight path, smacking against their abnormally shaped abdomens.

Through the fog, a loud droning sound could be heard. This sound started to get louder and louder, until more smaller aircraft suddenly emerged from the clouds ahead. The fighter planes, expecting to intercept some heavy bombers, were instead met with some birds that had already intercepted the enemy's squad, and all flew straight down each of the geese's gullets, much like the previous crew. The planes crashed against one another within the bellies of the birds, causing a lot of muffled mayhem and destruction, shaking the birds about but not enough to throw them off course. A few of the geese belched out small plumes of smoke, a possible sign the problems within had ceased and that their incredibly large meals had given up fighting against an ever-hungry stomach.

Suddenly materialising from the clouds was an even bigger plane. Bigger than any of the previous aircraft, being at least 3 times the size of the original bombers that were devoured first. The goose at the front yet again opened its mouth to honk away the possible attacker, only for the nose of the plane to fly straight into the open maw. As the plane kept trying to fly forwards, the greedy goose kept attempting to swallow the invaders. The plane gradually made its way further in, before being gulped down and crammed down into the avian's oesophagus, expanding the bird's shape by a large amount before coming to rest within the goose's gut. As it came to rest, the goose let out an incredibly loud burp and briefly lost altitude for a moment before coming back up on course to be level with the rest of the geese. This didn't last long however, as the weight of the aircraft meant that this bird was slowly losing altitude as it flew. The leader goose was absolutely full, it's belly completely packed full of various different aircraft that jostled around and crashed around against each other as the weighty avian tried to fly. The goose basically had what was akin to a small airport inside it's mightily stretched stomach.

Defying all known laws of physics, the bloated birds somehow continued to fly for a while and had now started to digest the aircraft mid-flight. Working hard at melting down all this scrap metal, their massive stomachs slowly began to shrank as the giant hunks of metal were sloshed about and shaken during flight as they were gurgled up. The protruding wings of the planes were slowly bent inwards and eventually rounded off and fizzled away, along with the rest of the fuselages being crunched down together as the aircraft were compressed against themselves. As the vehicles shut down due to their mangled state, their heavily muffled engines whined down and rattled as they struggled to operate due to the "adverse conditions". Some geese digested the planes faster than others, but in the end, there was no escape for either of these squadrons.

The goose at the front belched out a piece of landing gear, another bird, a chunk of a propeller. The harder they tried to fly with their meals, the harder their bodies worked to liquify them. The sound of the geese digesting the planes together was loud, it could almost be heard from the ground; the loud sloshing and groaning as the airborne vehicles finally succumbed to their natural counterpart's superior stomachs.

As the feathered fatties finished digesting, it was noticed they had all put on quite a bit of weight from the vehicles they had devoured, particularly the goose at the front. Their weighty bird bellies jiggling and swaying around as they flew. Despite being on the migration path, the geese decided now would be a good time to rest, considering the amount of weight they had gained from their meals, they weren't exactly faster than before, and were in fact slowly descending anyway.

The sight of these geese coming in to land was incredible. Six large, rotund, almost circular avians flying closely in formation, lead by an even LARGER one at the front. Each goose promptly landed with a thud and a jiggle, leaving a small crater behind. Their sizes rivalling that of a large dog now, they awkwardly waddled and wobbled over to the nearest pond and left a muddy trail behind as their bellies dragged on the ground. The leader goose was significantly fatter than the rest, so found it much harder to waddle around. It wasn't long before the band of blubbery birds found a nice little spot by a pond to rest and wash down their massive meals. As they sat down, their bodies sank slightly into the muddy ground due to their monstrous mass...