"Aqua Rush. Man they are giving these things some strange names these days." She thought. "Ohh man. I promised Amber that I be at her house by ten! I am going to be late if I don't hurry." Taking this new problem in stride, she jogged a a fast pace out of the mall, attracting looks from several other people and the security guards, but she payed no attention.
Nearly speeding on the way to Amber's place, she notices a car traveling the same way right behind her. "It's Amber, thank God. I can slow down a bit." Kim thought and she began to sip her soda. Unbenounced to her, Amber was doing the same thing.
Pulling in about the same time, the girls greeted each other and walked inside, but not before getting their Aqua Rush drinks out of their cars. As they came inside, both were hit by a giant thirst. Downing their drinks in mere seconds, both the girls had a noticeable swell in their midsection. Neither thought anything of it, as they felt really gassy.
After talking about their plans for the day, both girls massaged their bloated midrift. "Oooo, I feel like a balloon fell inside me and blew up. Hey, I bet I am more bloated than you!" Kim said to Amber. While both girls were exactly the same size, each believed that the other was smaller. Just as the girls got into the argument with frevor, the national sumo wrestling championships came up on T.V. "Ohh my God. What a great way to settle an argument between two bloated friends. Let's have a sumo wrestle to see who is bigger." Amber told kim. "After that, I bet we will feel much better, with a good laugh". Kim soon agreed, and both girls went into the biggest room, most open room they could find. There, both girls stripped down to only their bra and pannties. There, it began to look like Amber had an advantage, being heavier and all. Little did they know that it was not gas that had them bloated, but the Aqua Rush the had had was settling in their belly.
Both girls fought well that day. Grappling each other with hands and legs alike, they faught. Then both the girls accidentally collided, hitting each other on the head. Falling to the ground side by side, the girls giggled uncontrollably, declairing it a tie.
Suddenly, both of their stomach began rummbling. At first they thought that it was just gas, but the rumbling continued. It grew louder and louder, until . . . . . . it suddenly stopped. Very supprised by this, the girls tried to sit up. As they moved, pressure built in them. The soda in them had begun to churrn, and carbonation was building up. It need more room to be in, and it found its space by pushing out the bellies of both individuals. When they had gotten all the way up, they were the size of a full term pregnant mother. As this happened, they bumped each other. Falling down, both girls stared in shock at what, while never tonned, used to be relitively flat tummys.
Slowly, the girls manuvered them selves into a sitting postion. "What the #$%@$ just happened. I look like a mother!" cried Kim. Both girls waddled over, careful not to bumb anything, and sat on the sofa next to each other. Suddenly, the rummbling began again. As the soda had pushed out their belly, it had found increased resistance the bigger they got. So it began to look for a pathway with less resistance. The result was their . . . . .