Mercy wants to be digested by Tracer

It was a regular day in the Overwatch HQ. Tracer was minding her own business when she heard the intercom ring and the familiar voice of the Swiss Doctor: "Lena, may I see you in my office for a bit?". Tracer looks up at the intercom for a second before smiling and walking to Mercy's office in the infirmary, already thinking about heading over to ask if Mercy could help her with something. Mercy sat in her desk, reading some medical documents when she heard the door knock. "Come in, Lena." She said, calmly. Tracer opens the door and enters before closing the door and sitting down across from Mercy "What did you want to talk about Angie?" She says with her signature grin. "I just wanted to do a check-up. Just routine. How have you been doing?" The blonde asks, with a smile. Tracer gives a small frown then smiles in reply "I think the energy from the accelerator has been affecting me a bit but other than that I'm fine" She says while her hand thumbs the machine keeping her in front of Mercy. "I see. But there's something else... a little bird told me you've been eating and digesting other girls. Is that true, Lena?" Mercy asks, raising an eyebrow. Tracer gulps for a second, scared of what Mercy would say "Okay, the accelerator has definitely affected me" She says, trying to shift the blame from herself. "Lena, don't you know that can be bad for your health? Please tell me the girls you ate were willing." She says, with a serious tone. Tracer cringes at the question and gives a so-so gesture "M-most of them, maybe one or two were eaten during one of the blackouts I've been having". "Lena, I'm disappointed." Mercy says, shrugging her arms. "I can't believe that there are girls who would actually enjoy being eaten and digested. Tracer's eyes narrow "and what's that supposed to mean, I'll have you know that it is incredibly pleasurable to the girls" She says very defensively, getting hurt by Mercy's declaration. "Pleasurable? Being digested? How?" Mercy replies, annoyed. "You're telling me that if you were to eat and churn me up now I'd have the time of my life?". Tracer looks Mercy in the eye "I would guarantee it, you're forgetting that my body isn't like a normal one". Mercy raises an eyebrow. Indeed, it was intriguing. "Does the digestion usually hurts?" She asks, curious about the process. Tracer shrugs, having thought about it herself. "I wouldn't know, I suppose it would. If I wanted to find out, I could probably blink before getting fully digested" She says, obviously having put a great deal of thought into this. Mercy bites her lip, thinking about it. Being crammed in a tight belly, slowly churning... she felt a warmth through her body. "You think you could... show me?".Tracer raises an eyebrow, skeptical. "Are you sure, you might end up being digested?". "Well, if it's part of it, I'd give my consent. I'm just curious..." Mercy replies, getting red on the cheeks. Tracer blushes lightly and gives a small smile. "Okay, do you want to go in head first or feet first?". "Head, please." Mercy blushes a bit more then removes her medical jacket and her shirt. She unhooks her bra, revealing her bountiful tits. She then proceeds to remove her skirt, standing in her panties. "I'm ready.". Tracer blushes more as she looks at Mercy, having thought about her like this before but for different reasons. "Okay, would you want me to keep my jumpsuit on or take it off, it would make it a little tighter if I keep it". "Please keep it." Mercy says, a bit excited. "You think I'll digest fast?". Tracer looks her up and down, thinking about her question. "Maybe, I think it would depend on if your nanobots will keep healing you". "Absolutely not, I'm not on them right now." She smiles and approaches Lena, swaying her hips and jiggling her perfect tits. "Now come and take me, Lena." She teases. Tracer blushes as she looks at Mercy. "Angie, you know I'm a lesbian right? Please stop saying that while asking me to eat you, it's giving me mixed messages". "Take it as you will. I'm just eager to try this out. And hurry up or I'll eat you instead!" Mercy giggles a bit. Tracer grins at that before slowly getting up and sauntering over to Mercy and kissing her lightly before opening her mouth wide and pulling Mercy into it. Mercy is surprised but doesn't struggle. She is covered in tracer's salliva and starts to push herself down her throat, shoving her body in. Tracer gives out a slight moan as Mercy pushes herself down before starting to swallow her down gripping her arms for leverage. Mercy's huge marshmallows that she called her tits filled tracer's mouth, and she moaned from the feeling of her nipples on her tongue and covered in salliva. Her head was down tracer's gullet already, and she pushed herself further in. Tracer kept Mercy where she was for a while, running her tongue against Mercy's tits for a little bit before swallowing more of her, now holding onto her long legs. Mercy's pussy came on tracer's tongue, and the blonde couldn't help but moan and squirm as she felt her clit getting wet and stroken by Tracer. Her legs were dangling up, her ass just above tracer's mouth. Tracer runs her tongue along Mercy's clit for a little before pushing it inside Mercy and exploring it slowly. Mercy's legs twitch as she moans in pleasure deep inside tracer's gullet, her pussy tensing up against her tongue. Her moans come out muffled from inside tracer's belly. Tracer moans as she feels Mercy's moans inside her before resuming to swallow Mercy, hoping she will pleasure herself once fully inside Tracer's stomach. Mercy's legs and feet slide in, and the blonde falls in fetal position inside Tracer's stomach, her head bulging out under her belly button. She squirms a bit, trying to find a confortable position. "That... was great. Thank you, Lena." Mercy says from inside. "Are you going to digest me?"