#somechubbynerd

Well, now that Taylor is up for it from your first romp and you're both getting into the idea, guess it's time to actually take note of things in here! Especially after you both, you mostly, denied yourselves this experience after so long!

First off, the tummy itself! Pretty muscular, as tummies are be do, but also pretty pliant and supportive. It cradles you and the tasty tomato soup you were enjoyed with. It's keeping both you and Taylor pretty warm throughout, perfect on this cool and blustery day you're both inside escaping from.

You and the soup are sitting heavy in the pit of her stomach, clearly cozy times for both you and Taylor now that this is less of a panicking thing. However, when panicking is gone or subdued, then in comes the silliness. Now, you're pretty silly yourself, but Taylor can match it and sometimes exceed your expectations of it! You bring this up in only that you swear you heard a soft and sneaky giggle from above, before you suddenly are lurched up with Taylor getting back on her feet to shuffle into the kitchen.

You can't quite make it out, but she is definitely looking for something. But what could it be, with her shuffling and shimmying? She must've found it, as you're soon jostled again good as she plops back down on the couch cozily. Well, for her, you're covered head-to-toe in tomato soup again!

You swore you heard something crack, before getting your answer as some sort of familiar cola, a local brand she likes, pours down over your head fizzily. You sit there for a moment, wondering what your life has come to, before the fizzy rain stops. A sigh of relief, before you hear a larger swallow above. You look up, only to have a large SPLAT of chocolate and peanut butter hit you in the face and cover you well. Ahhhh, yes. She's covering you in snacks to make it more filled in there and because she wants to be silly about it.

You mumble softly to yourself about how much you love your girlfriend, your partner, your wife. You can't help but chuckle, deciding you'll get back at her for this one. A few more globs of candy and a few more sips of cola and you're quick to suddenly slosh and swish up a storm inside there. You can hear Taylor mewl in surprise as her breath hitches, before you manage to make her belch so hard and loud that you could probably hear it reverberate off the walls of the apartment from in there.

Both of you sit there for a moment, Taylor in slight surprise and you in your brain melting from how hot that was when her stomach squeezed tight all around you to push out all that gas and air.

A very conscious and worried poke soon gets through to you from the outside as Taylor asks if you're alright in there, even as you know you are. Right, now she can't see you being alright, only feel and maaaaaaaybe just barely hear you. You assure her you're fine and that it would take a lot to ever really harm you like that. She sighs in relief and moves back to snacking more idly, like before.

You decide to push your luck, as well as because it was so hot, to stir up her stomach again and make her belch like a foghorn again. Seems you may have overdone it as she starts hiccuping and coughing up a storm, instead. Now YOU have to make sure she's alright, which she is after she catches her breath. Good, good.

Maybe one more time for good measur-?

She's caught onto your little game and flops over onto her stomach to lie down, squashing you good in her stomach against the couch cushions below with a playful meow and a hefty slosh of you and her stomach contents. Enjoy the cramped hot tub, you dork~! .......Which I most totally am, since she's got me pinned right where she wants me for now~.

Mrs. Bees

Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

Jokes aside, I adore Freia and Melissa as a couple <3

They’re one of the first things I saw when I was lurking around your blog all those years ago.

Justification:

"The main story of DDLC is a depressing horror show of bad decisions, self-destruction, and the terror of living in a reality that you know is artificial with a window out into the Real World. The Side Stories? My fucking god, these bitches gay. And every single Side Story has a gay moment between at least two girls, culminating in all of them taking a sweet, silly selfie together. Poly af" - @somechubbynerd

"And, uh..." Takumi balked. "W-why, would you want to do that?"

"Jeez, I wish I wasn't alone right now... I'm not sure if I can take whoever's on the other door. Please be an easy one..." Eroelle sighed. This would usually be where a Boss Blind would be located, ready to challenge her to fight. One of those was usually quite the task to fight as a team. As a 1v1. She didn't exactly like those odds. She pushed on the door...

"...Huh. It's... why is it not opening?" Eroelle pushed again. It felt like there was something really heavy on the other side, like someone had set bags of wet sand to block the door. "I mean... I guess that's as much of a challenge as any." She stepped back, giving herself a wide berth, and also taking out her deck to enhance her strength some.

"C'mon, Ellie.... and push-" Eroelle braced herself as she slammed both hands against the door, shoving with all her might and then some. It felt like she was getting it out of the way. One more strong shove, and.

"Oof!" Eroelle flinched as she felt whatever it was recede from the doorway, finally repelled from blocking it... and then heard it very nakedly object to being pushed around. "Hey, fuck you, whore!"

"Is that..." Eroelle opened the door.""Is that..." Eroelle opened the door.

"THE NEEDLE???"

It defied all rationality to see the Boss Blind like this. Once faster than an arrow, zipping around, hurling insults, and spitting venom, with a stinger to pump deadly poison into its victims... now reduced to a miniature sea of lard. Her 2-foot frame was bloated beyond comprehension, melted into rolls several meters wide. There was not a stinger to be found anywhere; seemingly swallowed up by the green woman's ass.

"What- how did-" Eroelle stammered, trying to make out a feature of her body that wasn't fleshy, jiggly rolls. She couldn't even see more than The Needle's toes. Could she even walk like this?

"What, am I not allowed to be big like that purple gas planet? Don't think I still can't fucking beat you. I've taken you on plenty, I can do it again, no matter how heavy I am!" The Needle beat her wings furiously, trying to rise into the air to sting Eroelle or... maybe at least crush the Joker under her titanic bulk... But she wasn't going anywhere.

"Um, I... listen, can't you leave me be? You caught me while I was enjoying myself." She stammered. "You win this time, okay? I thought blocking the door would-"

"...Huh. So this is you enjoying yourself." Eroelle remained unimpressed.

"So... you really can't do anything at all?" She jabbed a bit of the sweaty pudge with her foot, as if testing the waters. "All of your constant blustering and annoying little jabs, and now you can't back them up?" She stared into The Needle's face, where her eyes would be, her expression refusing to falter. "And what, because you ate more than the Wall does? Don't you like her the least?"

"H-hey, listen, this was the Head's idea. She wanted it! She... she got it in my head that I'd be stronger with a big ass. I-It's her fault!" She screamed, her armfat slapping heavily against her rolls. "I don't- It's not my fault! It's not! She likes this, not...!" She stopped to heave, her breath shorter than usual.

"Mhmhmhm..." Eroelle chuckled, stepping forward towards the mossy-colored mattress. She bent down, her hand gently tickling the Needle's belly. Soft, supple and squishy... The jester's grin widened as she brought her face to that of her bloated, useless 'assailant.' "It's okay, I can't not forgive you, sweetie... I mean, really..."

True enough. For a 330-ish pound, 5'9" trans girl before getting to expand her wardrobe to include better fashion :p

Hope y'all have a good one and I'm gonna go be busy and a responsible adult today. When I get back from that? Who knows, I'll probably be around for goofin', then!

For now, feel free to drop me anything holiday-related or just silly over at @agoobersretreat for me to come back to and I'll reply when I can! Please also go send my girlfriend, @somechubbynerd , loads of silly as well. Due to my busy-ness, I can't spend the day with her like we wanted to! So please, send her some stuff to laugh about. I really love her laughter.