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Foof's Folly
🕑 Added 2023-06-08 02:30:49 +0000 UTCFoof's stomach bubbled and sloshed with the gallons upon gallons of soda packed tightly within. Every little movement agitated the bubbly fluid only further, producing more gas and stretching her swollen and gravid belly just that little more taut. It wasn't just her belly being affected, either. Due to the unusual nature of Foof's body, her breasts had taken on quite a bit of the soda she'd guzzled down!
Off on the beach, Jolyne called out for her friend in confusion and slight concern. Foof couldn't dare show herself, though! After the last incident where she belched straight into a pinned Jolyne's face for the better part of a minute, she'd been completely forbidden from drinking the delicious and fizzy liquid she cherished so much. If Jolyne caught her so bloated and full, she'd be in for it!
So, as she leaned breathlessly against the beach's flood wall, she allowed muffled, choked belches to escape from deep within. Each one bringing her a moment of relief, of something warm and tingly between her thighs, before the bubbling gas within filled the voids that she'd created.
"Go-OOUURRRP-d, I'm gonna... I'm gonna bu-UUURRRP-st..." Foof lamented, panting and belching in response to the strangled mix of pleasure and pressure that assaulted her senses. The sound of sandals crunching the beach beneath them came ever-closer, and Foof was forced to stifle her belches all at once.
Her belly and breasts began to swell immediately, bit by bit pushing further out and making her form even more cartoonishly bloated. She didn't dare let a single burp escape though, knowing Jolyne was close enough to hear. If that wasn't bad enough, the creaking of her belly had began once more, the noise like a low hum that swelled in time with the growth of her gut.
"Foof, is that you back there?" Damn, did she hear the creacking!? Foof pushed off from the wall and sprinted in a desperate attempt to get away, but shifting her weight so much in so little time sent her falling forward as all of the mass in her belly surged with her. In a fraction of a second she was thrust off her feet, landing directly on her taut, bloated belly.
"HUUUUUUUUOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARP- UWWWAAAAAARP- HOOOAAARARRRRP- BUUUWWWWWWELCH-"
"Good fucking grief, Foof! We talked about this!"
...Well, at least she wouldn't be bloated anymore.
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A fun day at the beach goes awry for Jolyne and Foof as the latter indulges in a guilty pleasure: the dangerously sweet and fizzy drink she affectionately calls pop. No pun intended.
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Eve Cable
Oh my God this is your hottest piece yet
