"Wow, this boba is amazing. It's so flavourful and sweet -- and the boba aren't too chewy or bland." Deva was enjoying her date. She had gotten dressed up in a cute yellow jumpsuit, after spending longer than she would have liked to admit picking it out. Bubble tea is always a good first date choice, since you can get out quickly if you aren't a match, or stretch out the evening if you have chemistry. That night, she was rather enjoying her company.
"Oof--sorry. I am just not feeling too well," she said, lightly clasping her belly with her hand.
"Oh, no worries," her date responded. Max was a quiet, outdoorsy-type with a stunning smile. Deva was quite taken with them.
Deva's belly let out another squelch. Max graciously ignored it. After 30 seconds or so, Deva was interrupted by her own fart. "Excuse me," she quickly acknowledged, before continuing on with her sentence. Her insides rolled and she let out a long belch.
"You don't look so good," Max said with a look of concern. "I mean--you look good, you just don't look like you're feeling well."
"No, no, it's fine -- we can hang out a little longer. It's not urgent."
"It doesn't need to be urgent, there's a bathroom back there," they pointed at the back of the store. "I can wait." Deva felt a twinge of pain at the bottom of her belly as she let out another fart. A girl at the table behind them looked over her shoulder towards Deva.
"Actually," Deva conceded, "I'll be right back."
"Of course." Deva stood up and immediately felt everything inside of her move down. Max tried not to stare as they were now eye level with her visibly bloated belly.
"Excuse me," Deva shuffled through the shop to the bathroom in the back, letting out a small fart every couple of steps. She got to the bathroom and saw it marked with a sign reading: ASK US FOR KEY. "Shit." She waddled towards the counter, placing her hands on her hips and leaning back slightly to balance out the new weight on her front. She felt a noticeable sloshing as she walked, stifling burps.
"Excuse me--" she asked the woman at the counter. "Can I have the---" she interrupted herself with a burp. Max looked up from their phone and saw Deva's new figure. Her belly was...well, big. It sat a little bit low on her, full but weighed down slightly. The yellow jump suit stretched stiffly around her. "...bathroom key?" The woman nodded and handed her a key attached to a wooden spoon.
Deva speed-walked back to the bathroom and threw open the door, shutting it behind her as quickly as possible and letting out a long, relieving fart. "Thank God." She looked down to realize how swollen she was underneath her jumpsuit. She reached over her shoulder to undo the clasp at the top of the jumpsuit, which slid all the down to its end at her ass upon her undoing it. She pulled down the top of the jumpsuit so that her chest and belly were visible. A relief. Her belly somehow looked bigger exposed. Or maybe she just hadn't noticed she could no longer see her feet until now. She cupped her belly at the bottom, feeling the weight in her hand. She let out another fart. The texture of the bottom of her belly was strange. It was hard enough, sure, but when she moved her fingers she could feel hard little...balls? As if she had swallowed marbles. She pulled up her belly with her hands to cradle it, dislodging some more burps. She moaned slightly and tilted her head back in pain. A deep rumble came from within her. Realizing the urgency, she waddled her cradling belly over to the toilet. Any longer and she would become a human popping boba. It did not take long for Deva to realize she had been filled up with tea, though it did take considerably longer to get it all out. After finally being able to fit back into her jumpsuit, Deva returned to Max, who didn't comment when Deva's stomach would rumble the rest of the night.
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