"Let's see here.....breast size so far, from Jigglypuffs to Electrode-sized, okay, that sounds scientific enough..." the female Latias muttered under her breath, busily scribbling away at a few technical documents on her clipboard. She was hard at work studying something currently very mushy and soft; namely, her mid-digesting lab assistant. Their subtle, weak movements had ended none too long ago, and yet her stomach's powerful, audible digestive noises had been near constant, ranging from low, drawn-out 'gorgles' and 'blurps', to more typical churnings and 'blorpings' familiar to digestion. Her lab assistants form, whoever he or she was, was more or less only vaguely human shaped now, definitely feeling her or him adding to her body's mass bit by bit. She paid little attention to the sensations, pleasent as the tingling sensation over her skin and body were, and instead focused more on the results of digesting a whole human body.

Her lab still did not have proper lighting, what with her rampage from earlier to devour her former lab assistant and currently ingested, digesting meal. And while she'd destroyed a fair portion of her lab not too long ago, one thing she hadn't destroyed were her trusty pair of glasses. As a human male, these were outright essential, and while this seemed to be less necessary now, she still found some fun use out of them; namely the familiarity. As she continued to take notes down, her rotund, gargantuan belly slowly shrinking as her assistant melted away within it, she put her clipboard down for but a moment, turning her head to the side to look behind her as she clasped her hands onto one specific area; Her butt.

"And THESE girls here, let's say they went from Ghastly-sized to...Hmm, Glalie-sized! These cheeks are just as big and round as they are, so let's go with that!" she said excitedly, not bothering to keep her excitement hidden; the only other person around the lab this day was less of a person, and more like a typical definiton of the word 'prey' and 'meal' now. She turned back to her clipboard, adjusted her glasses once more, and resumed taking notes, a perverted, macabre smile plastered across her face as she continued to listen to the sloshing, churning actions her gut took, knowing full well her assistant, whoever he or she had been, clearly wouldn't mind being the successful test subject for a new frontier. It's what they would've wanted, right?