Plopping down on the ground and leaning back against a tree, you rub your protruding tummy as Kiba thrashes violently from within, as best he can given his cramped situation. "MFFF! LET ME OUT, YOU MORON!!" screamed the muffled Kiba, to which you smirk, prodding your belly and responding with, "I have a better idea..." you say before slapping your bulging belly with an open palm and letting rip a deep, nasty sounding, *MMMMMMMBBBBBBRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPP!!!* Your burp extends for several seconds, before you finish with a sigh and a hearty pat on your bulging gut.
"You can't keep me in here forever, you know!"
"You're absolutely right," you respond, before yawning from exhaustion and shut your eyes, trying to nap off your hearty meal. However, Kiba continues to thrash around, hoping to force you to throw him up, but all his thrashing merely pushes out some of the excess gas building up within your stomach, forcing out a series of mighty belches one after another.
*UUUURRRRRRRRP!* *BBBBBBRRRRAAAAAAAPPPP!* *BBBBBUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRP!* *BBBBBBBEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLCHHHH!* "Hehe, those were some pretty good ones, *URP!* heh, wouldn't you say, Dog-Brain?" You gloat as you give the lump in your belly where Kiba was stuck a good smack, infuriating him further. "FUCK YOU!" he screams from within you, to which you simply respond with a smaller burp and go back to trying to sleep.
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