"Oh, I'll let something out alright..." you said with a smirk as you felt a rush of air rising up your throat. You then clutch your distended gut with one hand and let fly a deep, and bassy belch. *BBBBBUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRP!* Sighing with relief, you smack your lips and give your bloated belly a few satisfied pats. Frantic, Konohamaru began thrashing around anxiously in your belly, trying to claw at the slippery walls of your constricting stomach, all to no avail. Laughing, you pat the bulge in your gut that feels like his head and gulp down air to keep him from suffocation then say, "Hehe, just chill, nothing's gonna happen to you. I drank a serum that gives me complete control over my digestion, you'll be just fine. I just wanna enjoy this feeling for a lil bit longer. That's all."
"Then you'll let me out....?"
"If you behave, then maybe..."
After a moment, his thrashing subsided for a brief moment. "Fine....j-just hurry up...." he said, as calm as he could be. Nodding, you hoist yourself from the kitchen, and make your way to your bedroom, unzipping and removing your black topped orange jacket and black-shirt, exposing your muscular bare upper torso accompanied by your round, bloated belly. Plopping down on your bed, your distended child-filled belly sticking upward as you do, you begin to rub the protrusion gently all over, enjoying the sensation of fullness, and the smoothness of your now thinned out abs courtesy of Konohamaru' vacancy within it. "Mmmmm, dude, you have no idea how great it feels to be this full..." you say in utter bliss as you continue to massage your strained gut slowly with both your hands. "Probably not, Boss....because most people don't SWALLOW OTHER PEOPLE WHOLE!!!" shouted Konohamaru in a spontaneous but totally justifiable outburst, earning nothing more than a chuckle from you.
"What can I say?" you started to say. almost with a shrug, "guy's gotta eat, right?"
"Why couldn't you just stuff your face with Ramen like you always do...?"
"This was a hunger that Ramen couldn't sate..." you say with a devilish smirk as you pat your belly for emphasis, causing Konohamaru to stumble about in his cramped confinement. His stumbling about worked up some more of the excess pockets of air trapped in your belly. *BRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAPPP!!!* "Whew!" you say with a sigh of satisfaction after unleashing yet another tremendous belch, "Damn, that was a GOOD one!" you state proudly as you rub your bloated stomach happily.
"Stop doing that! It's getting cramped in here again!" Konohamaru shouted. Laughing, you shrug and say, "Hey, it's not MY fault you're making me so gassy."
"But I can't breathe!"
"Ugh, nag nag nag nag naaaaag...." you say with a grunt of annoyance, before gulping down more copious amounts of air, causing your belly to distend slightly even more, once again filling your gut with the necessary oxygen for Konohamaru to survive. "There, happy?
"Boss, can you please just let me outta your belly? PLEASE?!!!"
Rolling your eyes in annoyance, you think for a moment...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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