Chapter #25Different Universe, Same Saiyan Appetite. by: rainbowriderv   Caulifla was a typical Saiyan punk. She had little respect for her fellow Saiyans, and for the standards and customs of her society. She dressed immodestly, she hurled insults and curses whenever she wanted, and, above all, she ate whatever she pleased. Caulifla had a fondness for meat, and could often be seen on her throne, surrounded by her fellow punks, chowing down on a juicy drumstick. Her lack of manners translated to her eating habits as well. She ate sloppily, almost like an animal, tearing into the meat with her teeth, letting the juices run down her chin, staining her clothes.
And, of course, she made a habit out of belching while eating. Her Saiyan burps were enormous, strong enough to rattle the walls, and pungent enough to fill the entire room with their meaty scent. None of her fellow punks ever complained about her terrible table manners, however, for fear of punishment.
The frequency with which she ate had some results on her figure, of course. Caulifla wasn't exactly fat, although her body did have a bit of thickness to it. She did, however, sport a distinct potbelly, that was always exposed due to her fondness for shirts that showed off her midsection. Her potbelly was always stretched tightly over a bellyfull of delicious meat, and gurgled and churned in an attempt to digest the ridiculous amount of food inside of it. It always gave a distinct growl, signaling that Caulifla was about to unleash one of her greasy UUUUUUUURPs to the unwilling audience below.
Caulifla had just finished a delicious steak. Her belly was coated in a layer of grease, and she fired off a series of belches, usually followed by uncontrollable laughter.
"Man, I'm really stuffed," Caulifla said, resting a hand against her bloated gut. "I need a belly rub pretty badly. I guess I could do it myself, but I could also get someone else to do it for me..."
Caulifla mused over her choices for a bit. Although she could easily her own engorged gut, the gang leader had just eaten a feast that even a Saiyan would find somewhat excessive and was feeling a bit sleepy. Not to mention her routine of eating several times a day had made her quite lazy.
“So, who do I pick?”
Caulifla’s eyes darted across the room, scanning for some unlucky sap to carry out her order, until her sights landed on her certain subordinate.
“Kale!” The punk shouted. “Come here, I need you for something.”
The demure Saiyan girl was startled by her boss’s shrill demand, but humbly obeyed and approached Caulifla. “What is it?”
The tomboyish rebel smirked and patted her stuffed stomach. “I’m full and I need a good belly rub. So get to it.”
Kale glanced at the taut tummy, the grease caked on giving it a mirror shine. Hell, she could even see her own reflection in it. While disgusted, the submissive Saiyan did not have it in her to disobey her master’s command and slowly placed her left hand on the top of the imposing abdomen. She squirmed at the feeling of her delicate digits slightly sinking into the thick blanket of meaty grease and juices and began slowly rubbing in a small clockwise circle, eliciting a near-orgasmic moan from Caulifla.
“Oh Kami! Kale, that feels great.” She cooed. “I didn’t know that your hands were so soft.”
Kale followed the instructions, placing another hand on the bottom of Caulilfa’s packed paunch, and began messaging faster in larger circles. After a couple minutes, Caulifla’s swollen orb of flesh rumbled deeply, intimidating the timid impromptu masseuse. The stomach’s increasingly more violent vibrations sent shivers down Kale’s weak spine, though she did not let her teacher notice.
What Caulifla did notice however, was a feeling of gas brewing in her cauldron of a gut. That always accompanied the rumbling and she relished what would follow. So, she allowed the gas to surge up her esophagus and parted her lips to release it.
*BBBBBBBUUURRRRPPPPPPP*
Kale had so far been fortunate enough to keep a relative distance from Caulifla when the wild woman whipped up rancid wind from her windpipe, but the protégée’s luck had run out as she now had a front row seat to the show. A literal green cloud of malignant mist hit her in the face and a ringing roar pounded her eardrums, although Kale kept her hands on her superior’s stomach. As the bellowing belch quieted, Caulifla sported a look of satisfaction while Kale’s was of repulsion.
“Ha! That was a good one!” Caulifla commented, feeling too relived to take note of her inferior’s sickly demeanor. “Kale, keep it up.”
Despite her better judgment, Kale kept messaging her leader’s globular gut, flinching at the sound of its rumblings. When the rubbing worked up bubbly burps, Kale paled as the scent of digesting steaks and drumsticks plagued her nostrils, and the nigh-deafening decibels assaulted her ears. Each point blank beastly belch was louder and ranker than the last and Kale was not sure how long it would last. She would have tried shielding these orifices with her hands, but the mere thought of going against Caulifla’s commands frightened her, slightly more than the grotesque gas, so she nobly endured her situation. Kale damned her enhanced Saiyan senses of smell and hearing for commending her to experience a heightened level of torture.
On the other hand, Caulifla blessed her great senses of smell and hearing as they let her better appreciate the sheer power of her gas. The odors of her raunchy roars’ whimsically wafted into her sniffer, being akin to roses for the gang leader. The eruptive eructations hit her ears like a melodious tune, to the point where she even tried to time her burps to sound like a song she liked. The young woman let out a giggle after each glorious emission of gas, one that an outsider would assume came from an innocent young girl, rather than the badass troublemaker, that Caulifla took pride in being. So what if people said it was immature? Burping was fun, almost as fun as eating and fighting, and she thought that societal definitions of femininity were BS anyway, so why stop?
The message lasted for an hour before Caulifla emitted a final enormous eructation. It was powerful enough to blow back Kale’s hair and bang, and the stench made her eyes water and her face turn dark green. This last gross bout gas lasted for an astounding 20 seconds before dying out, to Kale’s relief and Caulifla’s disappointment.
“Phew! That one was ripe even by my standards.” Caulifla exclaimed, fanning away her own fragrant fog, for once kind of grossed out, but still mostly pleased with her grand finale. She looked at her belly and frowned at its current state. “Aw Man, look at how puny my belly’s gotten.”
However, ‘puny’ was definitely NOT an appropriate adjective apt for describing her tummy. True, the Saiyan punk’s paunch had notably shrunk in diameter from the constant expulsions of gas, being three feet of spherical stomach at its zenith, though it was still at an impressive 1 ½ feet. Kale had rubbed every square centimeter of her possible lover’s beautiful belly, and the proof was on her completely grease covered arms, though there was still quite a fair bit of the slick substance on Caulifla’s obese abdomen.
“That was a fun time, Kale.” Caulifla said, gesturing for her to stop. “We should do it again sometime.”
The shy Saiyan blanched when she pictured herself being once again at ground zero for more of her master’s dreaded belches, but these thoughts were interrupted by something neither expected.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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