The Duo floated on the flood of Fudge, waiting for their impending end.
It was then that Johanna noticed that there was one escape route still left, but it was a ways away. A Hole in the cave's ceiling that actually led out into the world. Freedom!
Only, she noticed that there would only be enough time for one of them.
"Richard, look!" she said, pointing to the one beacon of hope before them. Richard's eyes widened.
"C'mon, we have to get out of here!!" Richard boomed, swimming towards the hole with difficulty.
"I'm going to buy you some time!" Johanna cried out. She had tears in her eyes, but she knew that someone had to get out of here to warn the others.
"Are you crazy?! You'll surely die!" Richard shouts.
"Don't argue with me!" the wolfess replies. "Just do me one favor..."
"What is that?"
"Come back with reinforcements, and kick this guy's ass for me," Johanna said with a smirk as she positioned herself beneath the flow of Fudge, wrapping her mouth around it and isolating the flow from the rest of the cave. It was now solely inflating her!
Richard nodded and smiled sadly, swimming off to the hole in the ceiling.
"Thank you, Johanna..." he murmured, heaving himself through the opening to crawl his way out to freedom.
Johanna resigned to her fate as her belly swelled more and more. Oddly, it took a strange turn. Instead of focusing on just the belly, her torso began to expand on all sides. Her arms and legs were forced apart as her torso expanded to roll up the limbs, engulfing the joints and eventually the entire limb itself.
She was a complete sphere, perfectly round. Her armor was already LONG gone. She couldn't even see herself underneath the fudge, however. Her head was the only thing above the surface, and besides the sensory stimulation, for all she cared she was still muscular and thin.
She groaned however, when her belly began rising out of the fudge, having grown too large to remain under.
By the gods, she was *full*. She knew she was reaching max capacity, and the end would come soon enough. For now, though, she was comfortable with giving her belly one last pat, focusing on the task at hand.
Her life flashed before her eyes as the pressure became painful. Her skin was as tight as it could get, her fur was spread apart and standing on end.
When she returned to the present moment, she thought of her sacrifice, and of the Favor she requested. She had faith in Richard, that he'd avenge her...
A single tear rolled down her cheek as her skin passed maximum capacity. The thing she felt last...
And everything went Black.
Critical Mission Failure.
Lipomancer's Motives: Unknown.
Richard: Lived to Fight another day.
Johanna: Exploded. :(
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