This choice: Have a quick snack, a rest, and maybe some belly rubs. • Go Back... "Maybe we can stop and rest for a bit. Just for a moment mind you." Johanna added, trying to maintain her facade of anger as she fought off a food coma. She leaned against a nearby wall and slumped to the ground, her large, fudge filled belly wobbling out in front of her. Richard sat down next to her and whipped out his pack. Inside he had a few sets of dry rations, enough to last for about a week of solid adventuring.
Keeping one of the pouches for himself, he tossed another to Johanna, landing it square on top of her swollen belly which sloshed noisily as the fudge shifted around inside.
"Ohhhh....." the wolfess moaned. "Careful there. I'm packed so tight I think I'll explode."
She placed a furry paw on one side, wincing at the pressure. Now that the adrenaline from the danger had worn off, she had rapidly become aware of just how full she was.
"So, when are you due?" chuckled Richard, earning a growl from Johanna in response, which quickly changed to a whimper as it made her gut jiggle heavily.
"Here, let me help." offered the rogue. "You probably swallowed a lot of air when you were lapping up the fudge. I know a thing or two that might help alleviate the pressure."
The wolfess wanted to protest, but the odd desire to have her belly rubbed killed the words in her throat. She tensed a little as Richard pushed a hand in on either side of her stomach, bracing for the uncomfortable rise in pressure that would follow. None came. Instead, Johanna let out large belch and the pressure level dropped dramatically, her belly receding a few inches.
"There we go. I knew there had to be a gas pocket in there somewhere." Richard said smiling.
"Looks like I'm not completely useless now doesn't it?"
Johanna smirked. "Yeah, yeah, just keep rubbing and we'll see."
Rogues are known for deft fingers, and Richard was no exception. He slowly caressed every inch of Johanna's swollen middle, touching key points that seemed to cause any pain the wolf girl experienced to evaporate straight into the air. Johanna merely laid back against the wall, her eyes closed, enjoying every minute of the massage. Richard smiled, enjoying his work just as much as she did.
"You know, you look really cute when you're all bloated and helpless."
Normally, Johanna would have beaten up anyone that called her cute, let alone "bloated and helpless", but she didn't care right now. She was so full and tired, and right now seemed like a great time to just drift off to sleep....
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"Hey Johanna? I hate to interrupt your sleep, but you might wanna wake up about now." Richard's voice roused the wolfess from her slumber. She bolted upright, reaching for her weapon and prepared for danger.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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