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A Lovely Christmas Eve

“Oh god… Do I have to sis?”

“Yes you do! Mom wants you to and that is final!”

“But… I’m still stuffed from Thanksgiving dinner and you know it…”

“I don’t care!”

Dylan groaned in frustration as his sister hanged up the phone meaning that this conversation was over and that he was going to come whenever he wanted to or not. Lifting himself up from his bed, huffing with his almost swollen like gut sticking out from underneath his sleepwear shirt. Even after Thanksgiving dinner came and passed, the food he had eaten was still in the process of being digested. And now that Christmas Eve was approaching and he had to go to dinner with his family, he wasn’t prepared for that. But still… He just couldn’t not go. His mom wanted the whole family to be together and a plus, his older sister was finally coming home from overseas and it was going to be a fine dinner and a chance for catching up.

“I mean, we are going out for dinner this time, which means I can order less… What do you think Ruldolph?”

Ruldolph looked lazily up at his owner and buddy before yawning and continued sleeping.

“Yea, I know what you mean… Well, no use complaining, best to just do it.”

*With Kris*

“Bye Mom! Bye Dad! I’m heading out!”

“Hold on a minute Kris! Where are you heading out?”

Kris sighed as she turned to face her dad, a sour face looking but well young looking man with white hair and a salt/pepper mustache with white hair wearing a green and white winter sweater with a deer on the front. With glasses on, he looked very suspicious at his young daughter holding a bagged item in her hand.

“Dad I told you, I’m going out to visit Dylan’s family.”

“You can’t be serious! You know I hate it when you hang out with him! He’s laid back like his idiotic father and is rarely serious about anything that comes to mind! And furthermore…”

“DAD! That is enough!”

Taken back by his daughter sudden outburst, Mr. Shuno couldn’t help but pay attention to his daughter as she explained to him the same explanation she gave in the past. As she finally finished her first speech and moved on to the next, her father had enough.

“Alright! If I let you go, will you please stop?”

Kris smiled a winning grin as she had won this argument. Again.

*At the Rocking Diner*

“Dylan! You came!”

Dylan smiled small as his mother came to give her son a warm embracing hug. Finishing her hug, she couldn’t help but notice his gut sticking out from underneath his loose fitting shirt.

“And I see Mr. Gut is here to greet us as well,” said cheerfully Mrs. Akiriyama, not noticing the blush slowly crossing Dylan’s face.

“Mom…”

“Aw I’m just teasing you silly!”

*Grumble, Growl*

Dylan’s blush increased as his belly called out, almost demanding for food and/or attention. Mrs. Akiriyama laughed as she bent down to greet the growling gut.

“Aw don’t worry my little bulge. You’ll get something to eat soon.”

Dylan sheepishly laughed as he headed over to the table along with his mom to sit down with his family. As they were settling in, the front door jingled as Kris and surprisingly her family walked in. Her mother, younger brother and younger sister were smiling with a little shyness, her father had a seen forced smile on his face and Kris… Well it was anything but as she had an almost scowl on her face and her eyes shrunken with a bit of annoyance on them. Dylan could already tell that this was due to having her family with her when initially she said she would only bring herself. As they paid the waitress and sat in the booth next his family, Dylan peered over and whispered over to where Kris was sitting.

“Dad stopped you at the door and wouldn’t let you go?”

“Yep.”

“Gave him a speech and he let you but only if they come?”

“Oh yea.”

“Well, it could be worsen…”

“How?”

“You wouldn’t have left?”

“I guess…”

*An Hour Later*

“Oh god… Not again…”

Dylan stared at his meal in shock, a clear deja vu of Thanksgiving day dinner, the contents of his meal almost spilling over the plate. His grumbling stomach almost cheered at the prospect of food and began a assault of noise to signal that it was time for grub. Soon Kris poked over from her booth and looked in same shock at Dylan’s plate.

“Sheesh Dylan, did you even think about how much would be on there?”

“N-no, I was in the bathroom remember?”

“Well, it must have been your family if they went that far to get all that food.”

“Yea, lucky me…”

Dylan sighed as he picked up a fork and began the daunting task of eating. And while he ate, his food beginning to digest, and his stomach going to make more room for the new found company. But halfway in, he stopped as the pains came in and out, a clear sign that he had reached his limit. His stomach, no longer greedily hungry, was now grumbling in pleads for no more food. As soon as he had stopped, his mom noticed her son, head bowed almost as if a clear message was being sent.

“Dylan? Is something wrong? Do you want to go lay down?”

“Um… Yea… BURP!!! Ohhhhg….”

Dylan got up and headed towards the door holding his stomach in straight pain. Kris had temporarily looked up from her meal to watch as Dylan lumbered out.

*In Dylan’s Car*

“pant…pant… BURP… Oh god…”

Dylan groaned as his stomach pain filled gurgles filled the silent car with noise. Sitting in the passenger seat, Dylan rubbed the pain filled gut in hopes of relief, but none seemed to come as it continued on.

*Tap Tap*

Dylan looked up in pain as Kris was gently tapping the window with a look of concern on her face. Taking one hand off and unlocking the car door, Kris got in and gently closed the door.

“Dylan…”

“H-Hi Kris… BURP… It’s nothing…”

Kris stared at Dylan as he moaned in pain, almost sounding as if he was crying. Suddenly out of nowhere, Kris put on Dylan’s seatbelt and the drivers belt as she took the keys from Dylan’s hand and stuck it into the ignition. Immediately starting she drove off from the diner.

*At Dylan’s Apartment*

“Come on Dylan… We’re almost there.”

Kris comforted Dylan as they made the difficult trip to his room. Once inside and heading towards the couch, Dylan instantly collapsed onto the cushions rubbing his stomach with one hand and holding his mouth with the other as Kris removed her coat and hat before going over to Dylan. Once removing the warm layer of clothes leaving him in his casual clothing, Kris instantly sat next to him and laid him down on her lap. Normally Dylan would have complained stating he was fine, but right now he didn’t care.

“Oh god…”

Kris didn’t respond, more focused on trying to comfort her poor friend out of his pains as he laid down. As no solution came, she went with old-fashioned: a belly rub. As her palms went over the tough skin and the food slowly going through, Dylan sighed as her palms almost comforted him as a small, sheepish smile came upon his face.

“T-T-Thank you Kris… I feel a bit better now…”

“No problem Dylan… Dylan can I ask you question?”

“Sure…”

“On Thanksgiving, did you eat all the contents of my bento box? You know you didn’t have to right?”

“Yea, but I know this sounds sappy but, you I mean you worked hard on it so I didn’t want it all going to waste…”

Kris suddenly kissed his forehead continuing rubbing.

“Not sappy… But sweet. Thank you 💗😳.”

“Heh, no problem…”

April Fools Delight

“Aw come on Kris, just this once…”

“No, No, and No Parker! I already told you, I’m not going to do it!”

“But Krissy…”

“No and that is my final answer Parker!”

Parker face scrunched up in frustration as his older sister, the person who would always go along with his usually hair-brained schemes, was denying him of this once in a life time opportunity at his so-called “Ultimate” prank. Today was April Fools day and Parker had just come up with this prank: the prank involved a bunch of pastries, any kind would have been perfect, and fill each of them with several pills that he had order online, pills that even he had no idea did, into it. Imagine the look on the people who may have been unfortunate to bite into one, it would have been perfect. But unfortunately for him, Kris wasn’t going through with it, even though she had just gotten into baking them already.

“Listen Parker, you can be mad at me for all you want to be, but I’m not going to prank our own family with unknown pills that you order online. What if those pills cause everlasting damage?”

“It’s not going to, I checked the description on them.”

“I don’t care Parker. Please, just stop bothering me about this.”

Kris took out the pastries, about 30 of Chewy Chocolate-Chip and Cinnamon Cookies with a soft fudge icing on top, the smell wavering in and out of their home, smelling almost like a gingerbread house. Parker stared at them with disappointment as he held the pills in the pockets of his jacket, sighing in total unwavering hatred. It just wasn’t fair.

(This is unfair biased garbage! Just because sis, this one time, doesn’t want to participate, doesn’t mean I shouldn’t! You know what, screw it! I’m going through with this!)

Parker smiled a devilish grin as he set through with his already ongoing plan, waiting for the exact moment for Kris to leave. Once she did, Parker went over and inserted each of the pills one by one into the top of the icing. He would have added them in while Kris was baking, but she of course had hawk eyes so that was out of the question. After finishing this dasterly deed, Parker step out of the kitchen in bliss, waiting for the perfect opportunity for when one of his relatives would take the fatal bite. This was going to be fun!

Later

“Bye guys! Bye Parker!”

“Bye Kris… Hope you have a "swell” time with Dylan!“

Kris looked confused at that sentence but didn’t think too much of it as she took her gift for him and walked off into the warm afternoon day. Making her way towards both Terry’s and Dylan’s place, along with Nichi who mysteriously found her way to Kris. Right before she got there, Dylan was busy going over some of the pranks he had almost laid victim to, not because he hated April Fools Day, but mostly due to the fact that people were trying to hard to prank him in a not so funny way. Upon finishing this list, the doorbell rang as Ruldolph barked for her owners attention. Upon hearing it, Dylan walked towards the door and was greeted by Kris and Nichi.

"Oh hey Kris! Happy April Fools Day and I see you weren’t stopped at the door by the Authority again.”

“Oh stop it Dylan, you know my dad’s just doing it because he’s worried about me is all. Besides, he was too busy to even notice me out the door. Anyway, I hope you don’t mind me if I’m barging in on you like this.”

“No it’s fine really. Nothing to it. Actually, I was hoping to go over your house but then I remember Parker and…”

“Yea, but he’ll get over it soon. But, let’s not talk about him. I brought you a present and before you ask, no it is not a prank.”

“Oh really? What is it?”

Kris took out the present wrapped tightly and upon unraveling it showed off the chewy pastries to Dylan. The moment his eyes laid upon them, his eyes lit up with almost glee.

“Chewiness Goodness! Yes!!! Thank you Kris!”

“Haha, glad to see you happy! I hope you don’t mind that I brought all of them.”

“No need to apologize, this is too perfect!”

“Well then, what are you waiting for? Go on.”

“But what about you?”

“I already ate so I’m good. Help yourself!”

“Alright!!”

A Couple Minutes In

“I can’t believe you ate them all in nearly one sitting…”

“Yeah, I couldn’t believe I ate all of them too, but they were so good, I can’t believe your family didn’t have any of them.”

“Me too, but I guess it must be due to them all eating already.”

Dylan was about to respond to that when a sudden rumble came from Dylan’s stomach. Almost immediately, Dylan turned a bright red as Kris giggled.

“Need something to drink for that stomach?”

“Y-yea…”

“Hold on Dylan, I think I brought something to drink.”

Kris soon bought out some ginger ale she had brought to drink with her and poured it into a glass handing it to him and watched him as he drinked it all up.

“Aww, thank you Kris.”

“No problem.”

Almost as if instant, the ginger ale began gurgling alongside the pills as they came together into contact, almost immediately making the pills take their effect as a feeling swept over Dylan’s body, a feeling of almost… Fullness.

“Uggh…”

“Dylan are you ok?”

“Uh yeah… Just feeling a bit more stuffed than I normally should have to feel but…”

*Grumble, Groan*

“Was that your stomach again?”

“Y-yea I think so…”

“Hold on, let’s see if there’s anything in the medicine cabinet.”

As Kris got up towards the bathroom, Dylan gave out a burp as the pills began expanding inside his stomach building up some intense pressure, pushing his stomach to the point of being against his belt. Noticing this, Dylan gasped as his belly began sticking out from underneath his shirt, pushing against his belt and forcing his button alongside as well.

“ *Burrpppp!!* Oh crap… Oh crap… Oh crap!”

Dylan struggled to get up from his spot on the couch as his stomach kept growing, the belt and button straining against this every growing mass. Thinking of nothing else better to do, Dylan proceeded to go towards the window to jump out, only to be stopped by Kris’s voice.

“Dylan?! Is something wrong?”

“N-no, nothing’s wrong…”

*Snap! Pop!*

Dylan grew bright red in the face as his belt snapped apart and his button popped off exposing his zipper, the only thing left to fight the growing mass of belly. Dylan began waddling over to the window as fast as he can, but upon nearly making it there, he heard the unmistakable sound of Kris’s footsteps approaching.

“Dylan? Are you ok in there?”

“Um yea…”

*Zippppppp!!!!*

The sound of a zipper going down was heard as Kris suddenly came into the room and looked in shock at Dylan’s condition.

“Dylan what happened?!”

“I-I-I don’t know…”

His stomach began surging again as it pushed his shirt up, exposing his navel. Kris dropped whatever medicine she was holding to go towards Dylan, trying to lead him away from the window and towards the couch as Dylan’s waddling slowly began turning to a half-hearted shuffle, his weight pushing down on him. Dylan’s pants almost began sliding down a bit, as he tried to attempt to hold on to them with his free hand, finally making it to the couch again and proceeded to sit down as his stomach began surging forward again as his shirt risen again, forcing apart the pants flaps. Kris had no clue as what to do until she remember the medicine she had seen in the cabinet and proceeded to grab it from its place, leaving Dylan with his ever growing gut. In an act of embarrassment and anger, tried his hardest to cover up his gut, only to be met with it rising up each time as it glomp leaving Dylan in a awkward state.

“Hold on Dylan!”

Kris came out with a bottle and gave it to Dylan.

“Wait Kris what’s this… *Mpffff!!!!*”

Kris impatiently took it from Dylan and chugged it down into Dylan’s mouth. As soon as she was finished, Dylan’s stomach stopped surging as it quietly settled.

“Ok, you feel better now?”

“Y-yea… If I knew what happened…”

“I have no clue what happened, but I think what happened was the cookies I gave you and you ate them all and… Wait, it was the cookies!”

“But how could they had… Wait, was it maybe…”

“It was… It was freaking Parker! And after I told him not to…”

“*Burrppppp!!!* Ugggh… He did a lot more than just this…”

Seeing Dylan in the state that he was in made Kris be filled with guilt. Even if she wasn’t the one who put the pills in, it was still her fault for Dylan’s condition. As she watched Dylan, she soon began crying until it turned into full on bawling, to which Dylan took notice of.

“K-Kris… Why are you crying?”

“B-B-Because I-I-I didn’t check them, now i-it’s my fault that you e-e-ended up like this and I-I…”

“Kris… It’s *burrrppppp* not your fault.”

“B-B-But…”

Dylan then proceeded to attempt to hug her but with a swollen belly, it made it a lot more harder to but he managed to counsel her.

“It’s ok Kris… It’s fine.”

“O-ok…”

During the hug, Kris’ hands found themselves cuddling into the soft, pudgy mass as Dylan moaned quietly with pleasure, it felt too good, almost: no like heaven with her hands gliding by, taking off the feelings of pain.

“Dylan…”

“Yea?”

“You wouldn’t mind if I…”

“No I wouldn’t…”

Kris then began massaging his belly as he continued to moan in pure ecstasy as her hands gliding over, soon finding himself laying back on the couch, Kris laid back onto him as she continue on, her face nearly inches away from his, planting a kiss on his forehead. It may seem just a tad bit unneeded but, for now she enjoyed it, as did Dylan who looked into pure bliss.

“Dylan, I promise to get back at Parker for this…”

“It can wait…”

“Yea, I guess your right. *Yawn*”

Kris suddenly laid down on top, her hands still over Dylan’s belly as she closed her eyes and went to sleep as did Dylan who with a smile, letting the warm sunlight hit them both.

Trick or Treat Night Surprise

Halloween… The night that people loved and cherished so dearly to their hearts. Admits the decorations, costumes and candy, there’s a certain feeling in the air that people just love about it. Of course by people, I do not mean just children enjoy the spooky day, Nono no, but also adults can enjoy the day as well. Yes, even adults can dress up and play pretend, if it be for their children or if because they’re doing it out of fun, they can’t resist the urge at all for this night… The most magical night there is… But this Halloween, was going to be more magical and filling than any other Halloween there ever was…

Our story begins in a house shared by 4 people. On this night, the four were getting ready for their daily tradition: that being they were going to take Lilly, their young friend who they often at times would babysit, trick or treating as they had. Waiting by the door was Kris who was dressed up as a zombie bride for tonight: she had on the traditional white wedding dress, except to fit the mood it was slightly torn among the parts and decorated with filth to showcase the mood of coming out the ground. The sleeves were torn, black stockings underneath were ripped with holes throughout them alongside muddy knee high buckle boots, and the finishing touch was half of a white veil that was decorated with flowers. Sitting on the couch by the door was Philomena who happened to be dressed as a female version of the Terminator: the signature leather jacket was on as well as the sunglasses, but since it was female version, Philomena had on a white strapless short dress with jeans on underneath legs rolled up to the knee and brown short boots with gold buckles on them. Philomena twiddle her fingers against one another as Kris continuously walked back from the door to the couch and repeat, her attempt at trying to be patient falling down.

“Kris… I don’t mean to be a damper… Actually I do mean it, but I don’t think they’re coming down.”

“N-no they are… They’re just a little late that’s all!”

“Yea… You say that…”

Kris looked up at the clock nervously before going towards the stairs which led upstairs to their bedrooms.

“Oh come on Dylan and Terry… Please hurry up…”

Upstairs

“Come on Terry! The girls are waiting for us downstairs, can you put your costume on a bit more quicker?”

“Heyhey don’t rush me!! It takes time to make a costume like this look good on you for more candy!”

“You do know that we are doing this for Milan right?”

“Yea… But that doesn’t mean we can’t skip out on it!”

Dylan rolled his eyes as he stood next to the bathroom door dressed up as Indiana Jones with his signature brown hat in his hands with the whip in his pocket. He had been standing there for a good long hour before Terry finally came out, dressed up as a knight with a white knight hoodie and a black shirt sleeve jumpsuit underneath with gray tied long boots and a black belt around his waist and a sword on his back as he stood in a triumphant pose.

“Duh duh DAAAA!!! How do I look?”

“Like a knight Terry, a knight who knows how to take their time now come on. The girls are waiting for us downstairs.”

“Oh wait a minute!”

Dylan groaned under his breath as Terry ran off towards a messed pile of blankets on his side of the room and grabbed what looked like a bottle used for prescription, which piqued Dylan’s interest a bit.

“Hey what’s in the bottle Terry? And please let it be something good…”

“It’s something I ordered online. It’s description states that this can help increase the capacity of your stomach and allow you to eat more than you normally can fit!!”

“Andddd why did you buy it exactly?”

“Well you know how Kris often makes snacks after we go trick or treating and watch horror movies?”

“Yea..”

“Well I figure if we have this, we can eat much more and not have to worry about getting sick!”

“Hm, I guess it sounds like a good idea… Just as long as it doesn’t make us gain weight or inflate.”

“Y-yea… Those were some embarassing moments… But I made sure that they only were for capacity so we don’t have to worry.”

“Alright, I guess there’s no harm in it.”

Terry smiled as he opened it and took out two capsules: one for him and one for Dylan. Both picked them up and gulped them down, shuddering a bit at the after taste that came before they finally made it downstairs to the girls and headed out to pick up Lilly for a special night. Once they got her, they began to go around the streets and hitting up some houses that offered some big sizes of candy. Walking down the streets, Lilly giggled in her oh so cute Little Sheep costume made all four, even Philomena, smile. But as they were finishing up, both Dylan’s and Terry’s stomachs let out a low growl, causing both of them to blush a bit, but since it was low they didn’t worry too much… Except the growls kept getting more frequent and louder to the point they almost had to stay behind, but they still managed to go on.

“Hey Terry…”

“Ye-Yea…?”

“Did the bottle say any possible side effects that would happen?”

“No… It didn’t even had a section on the medication…”

“Ah you gotta be kidding me Terry!”

“I-It’s probably nothing!! I’m sure this is just a normal thing that happens…”

“You better be right.”

Terry nodded to prove he was positive then quickly went to hugging his stomach to try and silence it, Dylan following suit as they half-heartily made their way with the girls. Finally, they were done as they headed back home, walking inside and just setting their bags to the side before changing into their casual clothes. Dylan and Terry however threw their bags down quickly as they held their stomachs in attempts to silence their still growling and rumbling stomachs while they attempted to sit down on the couch, but they were paid no mind as Philomena was helping Lilly count her share and Kris went to get snacks. While distracted, Dylan couldn’t help it and took out one their candies: a giant chocolate bar, tore it open and dug into it, Terry looking in direct shock and disbelief.

“D-D-Dylan?! What the…”

“I can’t take it Terry! I don’t know why I’m doing this… But I am hungry! I may not feel the urge, but I NEED TO EAT!”

“But… ‘Growl!’”

Terry’s stomach also growled and before long, he gave in and torn into some packets of accurately sized Gummy Bears. The two ate their fill from their bags, their stomachs slowly digesting the food and added it to their waistline a bit at a time. Before long, Kris came out with the snacks for them and some horror movies that were suitable for all of them, but of course, Dylan and Terry were more focused on the snacks than the entire movies as they were still dealing with the strange feelings in their guts. As more snacks entered, their stomachs began to push out from underneath their shirts and into their waistlines, small baseballs increasing further out and showing no signs of stopping. But it still wasn’t enough as their stomachs continue growling and gurgling so the boys had no choice but to continue eating. As the movies reached their ends and the next ones were put in, Dylan and Terry kept eating, soon the shapes of medium sized basketballs emanating gurgles and growls, signifying that they weren’t done as they instantly demanded more food for them to digest.

“Ughh.. I really don’t want to eat… Eat any more Terry…”

“I-I-I know… But… We can’t…”

“Ugh… Can’t stop… ‘Burp!’ Ngh…”

Although both were sickened by the amount that was being stuffed in, they had to keep eating or else… Well they didn’t know what else to do. Soon their shirts were rising up, exposing more flesh on them as they kept on, navels appearing and more noise being protruding from their guts. Before long, the two of them were able to stop eating as they laid back, tired burps and groans emanating from the two as they laid back, their bellies now protruding from their shirts as they squished and strained against their belts and buttons. Dylan placed both of his hands on his gut as he felt the food begin its long digestion, groans echoing from his gut as a parade of burps followed suit. Terry felt the same, rumbles audible among the girls, but the were so engrossed into the film they had no clue… Up until hunger rumbles echoed from their stomachs did they looked in confusion. Both Dylan and Terry blushed as their arms flew to cover their stomachs to silence them before abruptly getting up.

“Hey Dylan, Terry… Did you guys hear something?”

“Uhhhhhh… N-N-No… Didn’t hear a-anything…”

“Y-yea… But uh, we’ll c-c-check upstairs! In our bedroom for anything!!”

“Well uh…”

“Cool thanks BYE!!”

Both males ran out the living room towards their room, not noticing a small guest had gotten up previously and following them in confusion. The two soon closed the door shut and ran towards the bathroom, finally relaxing onto the tile floor before. Both panted and huffed under their breaths as their fingers moved to unbuttoned the strained buttons and to unbuckle their creaking belts.

“Huff…Huff… I don’t feel so good….”

“I know Terry…. but, at least we can try and just spend the remainder of Halloween in here away from…’Growl!!Rumble!!!’”

Both Dylan and Terry blushed and let out silent swears as their bellies still growled, demanding that more food be delivered into them at once, which drowned out the light knocking from outside.

“Auugh!!!! What else can we do?! No matter how much we eat we still end up hungry!!”

“I know… I just want it to end too… but…”

‘Knock! Knock!’

“Dyi-Dyi? Tewi? Are you in here?”

“….Crap its Lilly… Dylan what do we do?!…”

“….I don’t know…”

“Can I come in pwease?”

“….She pulled out the pwease….”

“….We might have to let her in….”

The two opened the door slightly ajar as they looked to see Lily standing outside with her puppy dog stare before opening further and letting her in. Still holding her bag of treats, she sat down across from them staring innocently while the two males, in an attempt to hide their guts were sitting with their legs up to their chest as their bellies squished against their thighs.

“Hey Lilly… H-How are you doing?”

“Fwine Dyi-Dyi:)”

“T-that’s great to hear…”

“Yepyep!!!”

“Shouldn’t you go back downstairs to Kris and Philomena?”

“Yea… but I heard monsters from you and I wanted to give you guys some of my candy:)”

“R-really? Aw Lily that’s nice but… it’s yours and we can’t have any…”

“Y-yea, like Dylan said, we can’t we eat your share…”

As soon as they shuffled a bit, moving their arms away from their legs, their legs gave out and their bellies plopped on and continued their onslaught of noises. Both boys blushed while Lilly looked and laughed her adorable little laugh before walking over and squishing on to them.

“I knew it!!! Their so squishy and huggable, like a giant pillow… or a marshmallow!!! Or both:D Yea like both!”

Both boys blushed and sheepishly as Lilly layed against them, her pail placed as she giggled and hugged.

“How come I never seen them like this before?!”

“Well…”

“Uh because…”

“I LOVE them!!!💘💖 I want to lay against them!!! ‘Gasp’ can I?!”

“Uh… I don’t see why, how bout you Dylan?”

“Sure… I-I guess…”

“YAYYYYY!!!!”

Lilly smiled wide as she laid on them both, enlisting more grumbles from their guts.

“….. This is…. oddly relaxing…”

“Yea… but hopefully these won’t last…”

“Dylan? Terry? You guys in there?”

The boys jolted at the sound of Kris voice.

“Uh y-y-yea!!”

“Is Lily in there?”

“Y-yes…”

“Oh Ok! Well if you guys want to come back…”

“No we’re fine!!” I mean, it’s all good so don’t be weirded out!!!“

”…Geez Terry…A bit Suspicious huh?“

”…Sorry…“

"O-oh ok, well, I guess I can go…”

Footsteps receded as the boys relaxed again, feeling Lilly move a bit more on their stomachs before settling in on them both.

“….”

“…So…. now what?”

“….I guess relax…”

A Small Snack

Another weight gain story, this time just featuring Dylan as the main vic-subject of this tale! 😅

Hope you guys enjoy it🤗

“Hey Maxine! Maxineeeeee! Maxine, you in here?!”

“In my lab! You’ll see the door open!”

Dylan looked around before noticing an open door which lead into a room adorn with gadgets and gizmos and blinking lights that traveled in further. Dylan walked in and began making his descent down to where Maxine was, traveling down steps before finally arriving. Maxine’s back was turned away from him as she was busy welding the last bit to an invention she had been working on the past few days, sparks flying against the glass to her safety goggles. Dylan tapped on her shoulder and she turned her head slightly and smiling wide at the sight of her friend before finishing up and removing her googles off her face.

“Ah Dylan my dear friend and test subject! It is such a pleasure for you to take the time out of your busy schedule to come help me with my new experiment!! ;)”

“Uh yea… But, it’s not gonna be like the other experiments right? I don’t think I can handle being polka dotted or furrier than I’m normally am when I transform..”

“Oh no no! Nothing like that at all! This one is a lot more special than the previous ones!!”

Maxine gave an excited grin as she took the component she was working on and attached it to a ray gun machine in the back of the center of the lab, a satisfying click in place after the component. Dylan looked in confusion, tilting his head as Maxine rolled the device in towards him.

“Uhhh, what the heck is that?”

“Why it’s my new device! I call it "The Two-Place Ray Gun!!” If you’re wondering what it does… And I’m sure you are… It’s a device I made which allows people to transport them from one place to another!“

"So it’s like a portal gun?”

“Well almost… But not exactly. It’s specially built where it doesn’t leave imprints from portals and just allows a person to be at their destination in one millisecond!”

“And you’re gonna…”

“Gonna test it on you!! You catch on super quick!!!”

Dylan gulped and smiled nervous as Maxine went towards her laptop and began typing away with various commands before pushing one key, hearing the machine start up.

“Now don’t worry Dylan! I tested it previous inanimate objects and they all came back in one piece!! You have NOTHING to worry about!!”

“I-If you say so…”

Maxine gave him the thumbs up before getting behind with her googles on her face as the machine began glowing brighter and brighter before a signal beam came out and hit Dylan who was squinting his eyes. As soon as the light dimmed and vanished, Maxine looked out from behind and squealed in delight when she notice that Dylan wasn’t standing where he was beforehand. Jumps of joy came from her as she spun around and around until a squeak eminanting off the floor and she stopped. She looked in confusion before she heard it again and noticed a small chibi esque figure on the floor.

“Huh? What the… ‘GASP!’”

Maxine looked in shock as she picked up the figure with two fingers and held it close to her face: the figure had on the same attire as Dylan and matching ears and tails… Probably because it was Dylan whenever he would sneeze and it would come out half!! Dylan squirmed and squeaked again to get her attention, trying to speak but could barely make out audible noises that were considered talking.

“Oh g-g-geez… Oh crud… Uh Dylan, can you just calm… Calm down, I can’t understand you… Oh just hold on!”

A Couple Minutes Later

“Well… Your device sorta worked Maxine… And by worked, I mean it would be better as a shrink ray gun.”

“I know, I know. I don’t understand what went wrong though! It should have teleported you!!”

“It’s alright… I’m used to the weird things that you come up with… Just as long as I’m not gonna be stuck like this forever…”

“You won’t be… But, I do have to refigure the device so that it can enlarge you again, but I’ll have to find different composing parts so that it can work… And that will probably take a couple of minutes to find.”

Dylan let out a squeaky groan.

“But don’t fret! I’ll be quick and you’ll be back to normal in no time! Just stay there and try not to fall!!”

Maxine ran out to the parts room that was next door, leaving Dylan alone on the surface of her work table in his stunted state. As he looked around in a bit of embarressment and confusion at what he was going to say to Kris when, speak of the devil, he heard her footsteps and cheerful singing.

‘When the sun sets’

‘And the moon has risen’

‘I’ll still be here right besides your side’

‘Going far going strong’

‘Into the eternal light’

Kris stepped in and looked around for any sign of Maxine or Dylan. How she somehow managed to now where they are, well, Kris overheard and came by to see how things were going. She remembered the previous times some of Maxine’s experiments went and well.. While funny, left Dylan in a strange state each time, so she was hoping…

“Hey… What’s that on the table?”

Dylan lept in joy at the sight of his friend, possibly she could give him some help as he ran to alert her, only to squeak again at being picked up and near smothered by her.

“Whatever it is… It’s ADORABLEEEEEEEEEEE!!! It’s looks just like Dylan!!!”

Dylan squeaked and whimpered underneath as his breathing became slightly hinged and hitched, his struggles to breath becoming more fader and fader away before he was released back into clean air. His breathing came back forced and rushed as Kris squealed in delight and joy, her Kris vision making her miss the fact that this was Dylan and that he was forced into this state by another failed attempt. Kris spun around admiring the little thing, making Dylan dizzy in the process before she stopped and looked at him with still the blissful enjoyment on her face.

“Oh I’m sorry about that! Here I am spinning around like a crazy person and you must be starving!!”

Dylan looked in confusion, but then heard a light rumble echoing from his tiny belly. He blushed, remembering that he had skipped out a bit on breakfast because Macine had called him to come over here immediately. Granted he could have grabbed something but at the time… Kris steered towards where Maxine kept her food(Maxine preferred her own device rather than some cheap gimmick as she called it) and scavenged through it.

“Ooh… I hope Maxine doesn’t mind me looking through here… She can be very protective of her stuff…”

Dylan could only watch from his view on Kris’ hand as she kept on before gasping and grabbing a giant chocolate bar that Maxine had been working on the first few months. Dylan’s eyes widen as Kris closed the fridge, unwrapped the bar and took a small piece and moved it towards Dylan’s tiny mouth. Of course this wouldn’t be a problem, but given Dylan’s state currently, the piece was too big and too wide for his mouth to fit around but as he opened his mouth to speak…

“Kris wait!!! It’s me Dylan, not some copy, really ME!!! Please lis…. Mphff!!”

Dylan let out a muffled squeak as the piece was inserted into his mouth and he had to act quick to chew it all down so it could fit. The pieces were too big and it was certainly showing now on his stomach: it started to grow from the amount that was going in, a small orb pushing up inside his shirt, pushing it up exposing silver linings of flesh from the bottom. Kris didn’t notice and kept feeding it to him, small moans escaping from Dylan’s mouth as he kept chewing, finally eating half of the piece that was being presented.

’T-This can’t be just half! Ngh… I c-c-can’t eat any…’

Was all Dylan could thought of as the other half was being offered to him by Kris and he reluctantly began eating at that piece. Pained squeaks came out as Dylan’s stomach expanded further and further out, his shirt straining to stay on as more of his belly came exposed, the silver linings turning into a navel and a even bigger orb. Chocolate was staining around his mouth and down his shirt as more pieces made their way, his flesh beginning to be pinned against the hem of his jeans. As the last piece made its way into his mouth and towards his belly, Dylan gave out a heavy gulp and groaned, tiny hands flew towards his belly: the orb was now covered in splotches of chocolate just like his mouth. His shirt was now raised towards his chest, spared from the mess that was the piece as the embellishment was replicated the same state as Dylan, sick and all holding its own belly. Tiny burps echoed from Dylan’s mouth as he attempted to rub his belly to ease the pain, before a small moan escaped his mouth was when he noticed that Kris took another piece from the bar and placed it near his teeth, indication high that it was time to eat that share as well. Dylan wanted not to, but he had no choice as he wanted to give a yelp, only to have the piece inserted in his mouth for a second time. Just like before, his mouth was trying to make room to hold it in and chewing at the pieces, his stomach gurgling before stretching out further and further, almost like a very small pea if one attempted to inflate it. More chocolate made its way onto as Dylan’s pants try to endure their long struggle against the growing mass but loosing as the button quivered and his belt began slowly in unclipping from its buckle. Suddenly, the belt snapped back and the button made a quiet ‘POP’ apart, his belly now free from its confinements as it began pushing down on his zipper, a ‘ZIP ZIP ZIP’ making its way as his belly expanded further and further, his size now the adequate size of a tennis ball, which was gigantic when you’re tiny. That piece was also finished as Dylan relaxed against Kris thumb, his belly now a gurgling and angry mess as it began its digestion, more chocolate splatters forming a subtle pattern on his belly as his pants, somehow still attached, quivered alongside his belly. Loud pants echoed from Dylan’s mouth as more squeaks filled with the abundance of pain, a greenish red blush now having its imprint on Dylan’s face as he he held on to his gut. Kris noticed and tilted her head, confusion now her expression.

“Huh… Is something wrong little guy?”

Dylan could only moan and burp as his belly gurgled and rumbled, whimpers his only form of speech as he held on to her, tongue wagging out to relieve himself of some pain in his mouth and to fight against any forming burps.

“Oh dear… I must have given you a bellyache there… But don’t worry little one, I know how to fix that;)”

Kris lifted her finger and slowly and gently used the top of it to rub his belly, feeling the contents of the snack pushing against from the inside, more gurgles echoing as Dylan let out small sighs of relief as some pressure was being released from him.

“Tee her:) You’re so adorable… You’re like a little doll or pet… Nah, you’re more of a chibi doll and I love it!! I can’t believe Maxine made you, well I shouldn’t be surprised cause she is smart.”

Dylan could only nod sleepily as he laid against her thumb and squeaked some more, eyes slowly closing before he drifted off into a chocolate coma. Kris squealed quietly to herself, watching with eternal bliss, not noticing or hearing the sounds of footprints coming up from behind her.

“Kris? What are you doing here?”

Kris snapped out before turning to face Maxine, who was holding some mismatched parts.

“Oh hey Maxine!! I’m sorry, but I was just admiring your newest creation right here!”

“Oh the teleporter? Yea I know, its pretty cool.”

“Oh, I didn’t see that… I actually meant this little cutie!!”

Kris presented the sleeping chibi to Maxine, who eyes widen and she accidently dropped the parts.

“Uh K-K-Kris? That’s not a chibi invention…”

Kris looked in confusion.

“Huh?”

“That’s… Actually Dylan.”

“…What? Wait WHAT?”

“Yea…”

Kris looked at Dylan than back at Maxine, sweat now dripping from her forehead as a deep blush enveloped her face.

“O-o-o-oh dear… I-I had no clue!! I thought…I thought… Oh my goodness!!”

Kris was now full-blown panicking as she realized she may have made Dylan sick or even worse after what she had just fed him. Of course she could feel Dylan breathing lightly, clearly showing that he was sleeping now, but still didn’t stop Kris’ worries from affecting her. Maxine was trying to calm her down as she continued to pick up the dropped pieces to put onto the machine. After she managed to do both, Kris still held Dylan, who was now waking up still stuffed to the gills, sad and still struck with fear and worry. Letting out quiet squeaks, Dylan looked up to face a near to tears Kris, which of course caused Dylan to worry and attempt to stand to do his best to comfort her but was still left on his backside and wiggling, only facing her half way.

“I-I’m sorry Dylan… I-I didn’t know it was you. I-I made the mistake of feeding those pieces, I really didn’t meant to…”

“Ngh… H-H-Hold on Kris, its ok…’Burp.’ D-Don’t worry about th-this..”

Of course it came out into squeaks, but somehow Kris was able to understand it, Maxine watching from the side as focused on the machine to try and enlarge him. Kris smiled lightly as she looked at Dylan, few bits of tears leaving her eyes.

“Heh… Y-yea…’Sniff’.”

Kris held him still in her hand as Dylan smiled weakly from his spot, still covered in chocolate as his belly was still gurgling and digesting the pieces.

“Don’t worry Kris… I’ll fix him up real quick! He’ll be back to normal size in no time at all.”

“Uh huh… That’s great to hear…”

Kris was clearly distracted still by Dylan’s size at the moment, which left Maxine to stop with the machine and go over back to Kris.

“Kris? Can I ask you something?”

“Yes?”

“Do you prefer Dylan as this size?”

“H-huh?! W-what NO!! I mean… Yes? N-no? M-M-Maybe.. I-I..”

“Kris I can understand… If you want him as this size for at least for as long as either you or Dylan want him to be this size… If that’s okkkk…”

“YES! I-I mean… If its fine with Dylan..”

A tiny squeak echoed from Dylan as he slowly nodded his head a simple yes.

“Then yes!”

“Heh… Sure. He’ll stay like this for that… And after he’s back to well, the chibi version of his size…”

“O-of course…”

Kris was still going at it with Dylan, staring at him with that same look of his bliss she had before Maxine walked in, still playing with Dylan’s belly with her own finger.

“…Hmm, maybe I should use the teleporter for a shrink/enlargement ray more often… If that is the result that is hehheh…”

An All Day Eatery

“Can you still believe they went that far just for this one thing?”
“Yea… Despite being stupid and pretty much unneeded.”
“But, they still look peaceful sleeping together…”
“Yea… Looking peaceful as two pregnant males with food babies.”
Both Kris and Philomena stared at their two male friends sleeping peacefully on the couch, heads next to each other. The sight seemed like two best friends sleeping together, the only difference being their guts. Normally slim stomachs underneath their shirts wasn’t available to the eyes of the girls as two sets of nearly looking 9 month pregnant bellies with twins, their shirts raised up which exposed the navel. The sounds of digesting food and tired groans echoed through the room admist popped buttons and unbuckled belts. Kris sighed joyfully while Philomena just…stared with no expression at all, seemly bored at the sight yet still there staring.
“I-I-Is it weird I want to rub their bellies so badly?”
“…I don’t think so… You can be my guest though.”
Kris giggled quietly as she tiptoed towards them and got in between their heads and placed both hands on Dylans’, making sure his head laid on her lap, making space as if Philomena was going to sit next. Philomena sighed tiredly but sat anyway, taking Terrys’ head and doing the same as Kris. Though the two were sleeping, groans of pleasure and enjoyment echoed from the two.
“Wow… They seem to be having a nice dream huh?”
“Yea, it’s so adorable…”
“Kris, you’re nose is bleeding…”
“I know, but it’s so ‘Cute’ isn’t it?”
“Sure… If that’s what you say… How long as it been?”
“About a couple of hours… Why?”
“It has been that long since they accepted it huh?”
“Yea…”
“A good 3 hours…”

3 Hours Ago
“Dylan!!!! DYLAN DYLAN DYLAN DDDDDDDDYLLLLLAAAAANNNNNNNNNN!!!!”
“…Yes Terry?”
Dylan looked in annoyance as Terry came running up like a small child, easily excited by a single sheet of paper in his hand.
“Lookatthisitssoamazingweshouldtotallyenterthisitcanbeamazing!!!”
“Whoa whoa Terry. Calm down, what are you trying to say?”
“Ok ok! Calming down… Look at this paper! Look at it!”
Dylan took the paper from Terrys’ hands and looked it over reading a title that said “CAN YOU STOMACH THIS?! To celebrate the new opening of our all you can eat buffet place, all food here for anyone coming is FREE for today and only today! What’s keeping you away from this, JOIN THE FUNNNNN!!!”
Underneath it was the name of the location and its address, which read ‘The Mightiest Food Buffet’ located at 26 Yugo Street. Dylan just stared at the paper with a ‘really?’ expression as Terry jumped up and down in pure excitement.
“And you’re showing me this why?”
“Becauseeeeee… We should do that, but, as like a contest!”
“A contest?”
“Yea a contest! To see who can pack in the most food obviously! Doesn’t it sound fun?!”
Dylan would had said no to his best friend, but the idea of it sounded a bit intriguing.
“I guess it sounds kinda cool…”
“So you’ll do it with me?!”
“Sure… I guess…”
“YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!”
Terry bounced around joyfully as Dylan sighed, a tired smile on his face.
“Before we leave he’ll already be tired…”

On The Streets
“There it is!!! The place of dreams…”
“I wouldn’t call it all that…”
The two stood in front of the large resturant place, a long banner waving reading “ALL MEALS ARE FREE!!!” Terry basically was drooling at the sight of it. Dylan, although not drooling, found himself smiling at it as well, the banner practically an invite. The two walked in greeted by the sounds of bustling people and near quiet chatter as people were already sitting down plates filled with delicious food.
“Oh god… So much food!!!”
“First lets sit.”
Dylan lead Terry towards an empty booth to sit to at least go over the plan.
“Alright… The idea for this is that we gather as much food as we can and eat as much as we can. We’ll keep this up until either one of us or both can’t continue on.”
“Ok… But what about the other patrons?”
“Well since there isn’t alot, we can eat as much as we can!”
“Ok… But what about the girls? Won’t they notice us if they possibly pass by?”
“Aw please, the thought of them coming by here is a 1% chance! Now stop asking and lets get it on!”
Dylan would have asked more but Terry was already up and about, going over to where the food and drinks were. Dylan chuckled as he followed ahead, getting a big amount of food before heading back to where Terry was with his food and once there, began digging in. Both of them ate at a considerably fast rate, enjoying all that came in. Hot dogs, rice balls, and sausage octopi entered, going straight towards their bellies. Once their plates were cleaned, the two of them went back and continued on, bowls of ramen next to them. The two were able to keep it quiet so that they wouldn’t disturb the others, noise level down at a nice rate. Once finished, both boys laid back, hands planted on their stomachs, taking on a bit of a considerable bulging shape.
“Mmmm… This is so good.”
“Heh yea… But to be honest… I’m starting to get a bit full…”
“Mmmm nah.. We still got some room left.”
Terry got up with his plate and proceeded to get more food. Dylan although hesitant, followed in pursuit. The two kept at it, eating more and more, filling their bellies up. Both stomachs were attempting to keep up, expanding out. The constant rate of food pushed forward against, straining their shirts with them, soon revealing silver linings of flesh. Another couple of minutes in and the boys were leaning back, hands placed on their now starting to round out guts, which were starting to make noise in order to digest.
“Ngh… Belly is starting to hurt… But, I think I got some room left in me, how about you Dylan?”
“Uhhhh… Yea I think so…*Burp* Heh… Excuse me.”
Dylan struggled a bit to get up, but managed to while grabbing his plate and going back, Terry following behind. The two got more food and dug in, a bit more slowly. Entering in, their stomachs expanded further, shirts starting to rise up, part of the navel revealing itself. As they got more, more of their flesh starting showing as their shirts rose up even further, more groans and rumbles resonating from their taunt bellies. Later on the two were starting to sweat a bit, getting tired before leaning back once more, guts at a considerable roundish rate. Dylan patted his stomach a bit, now pushing against button and belt. Terrys was the the same rate maybe a bit bigger than Dylans but as far as it went, no body was keeping score.
“…Uh Terry?”
“Yea?”
“M-Maybe we should stop… You know before we’ll have to explain to the girls about the ripped pants and popped, unbuckled buttons and belts…”
“…I don’t know… Can’t we keep on for another couple of minutes?”
“Really Terry?”
“…. Please?”
Terry looked up at Dylan with puppy dog eyes, the older male eyes looked in annoyance before sighing in defeat.
“Fine… We’ll continue on but then we’re stopping, ok?”
“Ok ok:)”
The two of them got up, their walks nearly being reduced to a heartfelt shuffle near waddle as they made their way back towards the buffet and back towards their table, digging into their food again. Their stomachs groaned as they pushed again, clear strain being made as creaking could be heard. The two struggled to keep going as their bellies cried out for them to stop. As they were almost finished, Dylan abruptly paused as he leaned back, which caused Terry to look up.
“Dylan? You ok?”
“Y-yea j-j-j-just fighting a… *BRAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!*”
Dylan was suddenly stopped by a loud burp from his stomach, leading it to quivering before settling down, belly still pushed against his pants. Terry looked up in amazement and even a few patrons looked towards them in disbelief, giving Dylan a light blush on his face as he sheepishly laughed.
“Hehehe… S-s-sorry bout that… ‘POP!SNAP!’”
Dylan’s blush grew darker as his button popped back and his belt snapped, leaving his belly free to accompany more room.
“Ah c-crap… This is what I was worried about…”
“Awwwww… Your lucky Dylan!”
“How is this lucky?”
“Because that means you’re winning! I need to catch up!!!”
Dylan looked at him with a “What?” Face as Terry suddenly got the motivation he needed to eat faster, which caused his belly to push out again, grumbling and moaning from the amounts that was being pushed in. Meanwhile Dylan was busy trying to push his belt and button back into place, only to be met with the same result of them being pushed apart again until Dylan just gave up. Dylan’s stomach was perfectly squishy and round, navel poking out as sounds of the digested food gurgled throughout the restaurant, its likeness that of a 7-month pregnant belly, all is weight on his legs. But Terry paid no heed, still eating until all his portion was gone. His stomach was now past its normal limit, the same creaking sound of his button creaking as well, shirt now no longer able to be pushed back down. Terry was still determined as he struggled to get up before taking his plate and Dylan’s again for more at the buffett stand. Dylan was too distracted to notice up until he saw his plate filled with food on his mat as Terry was busy digging in. Dylan’s face turned green at the sight and as much as he wanted not to, he knew he couldn’t argue with Terry on this, especially when he was this determined to complete this act, so he dug in, albeit slower than Terry. Pain rumbles filled the air as their stomachs slowly stretched and rounded out, hitting the rims of the table with their flesh. Finally… ‘SNAP!POP!’ Terrys pants belt and button finally popped off and apart, except instead of celebrating, Terry was instead green and sick, his stomach pleads made clear as his head was laid on the table now.
“Huff…Huff… T-T-Terry… I think that’s…. ‘BRAPP!’ E-enough…”
“Hic! Y-yea… I think that’s g-‘BURRRRRPPPPP!!!’ Good… Ugh…”
Dylan nodded slowly as he straightened up and attempted to get up, getting stuck but managing to get out, stumbling before catching his balance. His belly stuck out and gurgled as his pants tried to slip down, his hand catching them to hold them up before going to help Terry.
“O-ok Terry… Hold on… One.. Two..”
Both grunted before Terry finally slid out, almost crashing into Dylan before stumbling to his feet, holding on to his stomach, pain moans echoing from his mouth.
“Aw crap… ‘BURP’ I-I need a couch to lay on…”
“Ye-yea… ‘BRAPPPPPP’”
The two struggled as they held on to each other for support as they stumbled towards the door before hitting the street. Their walks… Er shuffles, were noticed by other people who stopped and looked in shock at the two.
“Unf… Why are they staring at us?”
“Probably because of these… Ngh… J-just ignore them…”
Bellies still rumbling as they turned the corner, their shared house with the girls coming up. Quickning their pace to their shuffles, they arrived at the small house and door, Dylan searching for his keys before inserting the key and entering, the coolness of the house giving the two males a temporary relief before the couch was spotted. The two instantly collapsed, their backs against the edges of the couch, their bellies jiggling as they laid still, hands coming towards them to calm them down, more burps exiting their mouths.
“Ngh… ‘BRAPPPPPP!!!’ Ugh… ‘BURP!’ C-c-crap… Again…”
“’BURPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!’ Welp… I think… That’s enough for this gut….”
Both boys let their heads lay back against each other, quiet groans and burps keep on escaping from their mouths.
“Terry… We should probably… G-go upstairs to our bedroom before the girls….”
“Yea… But, let’s just relax here for a couple more minutes please? Ngh…”
“S-sure…”
Relaxation turned to sleepiness as the two slowly closed their eyes, their guts the only thing making noise and speaking. Sound asleep, the door opened a couple seconds after their arrival to the girls, after a long day of just hanging out right before they noticed the boys sitting there.

Back to the Present
The girls were finished as the boys postions were changed, Terry’s head on Dylan’s chest as Dylan laid back, head against the edge, snoring before scrunching his face and opening his eyes slowly. A soft moan escaped as he raised his head… Only to see the girls standing: Kris excited and Philomena… No change in expression as usual. But still Dylan froze with embarrassment as Terry did the same thing of waking up only after spotting the girls was he as embarressed as Dylan.
“Uhh… H-h-h-hey Kris and ‘Mena’…. What you g-g-guys doing here so e-e-e-early?” Said a stammering Dylan, Terry still frozen.
“Well… One, we live here. Also… Why would you ask that? Trying to make an excuse, cause if you are, too little too late to hide them.”
“B-b-buts it’s all right!!! We don’t mind it… Heh… S-sorry if this is awkward!” Said a blushing Kris.
“Nghhhhhhhhhhh… So uh… You guys aren’t….”
“Nah… We are amazed that you did something stupid like this tho, but that is to be expected.”
“Heheh yea… Uh, well, we’re just going to go upstairs… ‘BRAPPP!!’”
One last burp was released by both of them as their faces became more red as the girls, well just Kris, blushed as well. The two attempted to bow, it was half-heartily because their guts were in the way, and made their ways towards their room, closing the door and leaving Kris squealing and Philomena going into the kitchen for something to drink and mumbling about “Flesh orbs” or something. A Couple Days Later, Terry was sitting on his side of the room on his laptop watching some old challenge videos. After their little adventure at the Buffett place, they were stuck with their guts for a considerable amount but they managed to shrink away over time, just leaving a small layer of fat on it, but it was otherwise unoticable. Yawning, Terry clicked on the next video which was titled “Diet Mentos and Soda Challenge”, which piqued Terry’s interest. After viewing it, Terry got a dangerous idea as he smiled deviously.
“Hey Terry. What you looking at?”
Dylan walked in on cue as Terry had a glimmer in his eyes before rushing downstairs quickly then back to Dylan, who looked in confusion.
“Hey Dylan… You up for a challenge?”

End.

Don’t Try This Challenge

                                                                                                                              “Come on Dylan it’ll be fun!!!”
“Terry no, I already told you I’m not going to do something that stupid! I already learned my lesson from last time.”
“But come on, last time was just food, this time its just a couple of mentos and some diet soda that’s all!”
“Terry, no!”
Terry sighed in disbelief as Dylan pretty much walked away, apparently tired of this conversation as he followed him to the kitchen where the supposed experiment was supposed to take place. Sitting on the counter was two large liter bottles of diet coke and 2 packs of Mentos. The result was that of Terry watching a couple of videos involving the challenge, which was to eat at least a couple of mentos then drink a at least half a bottle of diet coke, and hopefully, their insides won’t explode. Yeah, the way that sounded, its awful. But to Terry, it sounded like a exciting experience! Now if only Dylan was in on it…
“Come on Dylan, you own me one for yesterday! Remember when I helped you at the all night every day buffet place?”
“You weren’t spared from it either! We both waddled out like penguins and everyone was staring at us! And may I remind you that it was your idea?!”
Terry looked bashfully as Dylan walked over to where the fridge was in order to find something to eat and ignore this conversation. However Terry was not one to be defeated by just one thing. All he needed was a bit of motivation to give Dylan a reason. Suddenly an idea came up as Terrys’ face fixed itself into a sinister smile.
“Oh really? So you don’t want to do it you say?”
“Yes Terry, that is excatly what I am saying.”
“…Yea, I figured you say that.”
Dylan now looked at Terry with a very confused look on his face.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Oh nothing… Just that you’re playing CHICKEN….”
The minute that word came out, Dylans’ head whipped around as a look of half mortify and half anger came out to face Terry.
“What the HELL is that supposed to mean?!”
“Oh you know… You most definitely ‘BAWK’ know.”
“I am not a chicken Terry!!! And if you think that’s gonna work…”
“BAWK!!! BAWKBAWK!!! BAWWWWKKKKKKK!”
“TERRY!!!”
“BAWKBHAWKBBBBBAWWWWK!!!!”
“Alright ALRIGHT!!! I’LL DO THE STUPID CHALLENGE WITH YOU!!!”
“Great! I knew you would agree with me!!”
The moment those words came out, Dylans’ face instantly fell into a blank stare as he just realized he had just fooled himself on the one thing he swore he would never do, and instantly facepalmed himself.
“… I’m a sucker…”

A Few Minutes In

“Alright Dylan, I’m setting up the camera, you ready for this?!”
“…Just so you know, when this is all over, I am going to destroy you for this…”
“Yea you can be angry now… But you have to admit, this idea will be worth it.”
“Yea… So you say…”
Before Terry could say anything else, the camera soon beeped and Terry soon turned and smiled at the camera.
“Hello there all the people of the internet! My name is Terence “Terry” Okada and welcome to our own delightful version of the Diet Coke and Mentos Challenge!!! Joining me today is my best friend here, Dylan Akiriyama who is also here to participate in this event as well!“
”…Hi.“
"He’s a bit grumpy, but still willing to help!”
“…”
“Anyway! Lets not waste anytime with this discussion and just get it ONNNNNNN!!!”
Terry and Dylan soon walked over to where the Mentos and Diet Coke and brought them back over to where the camera was. Opening the bottles then the pack, the two soon picked up the items and bringing them close, the challenge went on.
“Ready?! One…”
“Two…”
“…THREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!”
The two popped the Mentos in there mouth before taking at least two gulps of the diet soda. Then they began to wait… And wait… And waited some more…
“Uh Terry, I hate to burst your bubble, but… Nothings’ happening.”
“Ummm. Maybe we need some more…”
Terry soon picked up the same packet of Mentos then the diet cola and did the same thing again.
“Terry, I don’t think you should do that aga…. Mphf!!”
Dylan was soon silenced by a bottle of diet soda pushed into his mouth before the packet of mentos was poured in afterwards.
“Less talking Dylan, more challenge!”
Soon almost all the contents of the bottles were gone, and half the mentos before Dylan decided that enough was enough and pushed the contents away.
“Ok Terry, I think that is enough of the challenge…”
“But…”
“No buts Terry… Enough is enou…’Growl Rumble!!!’”
Dylan soon passed a blush on his face as his stomach suddenly began producing sounds, rumbling loudly through the quiet house.
“Hey Dylan, do you think maybe the challenge was a success, I mean the only way for that to happen is by… ‘Gurgle Gurgle Rumble!!!’”
The same blush soon passed over to Terry as the rumbling continued, leading to the two needing to hug their guts in order to try and silence the groaning and crying guts, a feeling of fullness passing by.
“Ugggghhhh… I think I need to go sit ‘BRAPPPPPPP!!!’ downn…”
“Yea, m-m-me t’BURRRRRPPPPPPPPPP!!!’ to…”
As the two made their way towards the couch, their stomachs continue to growl and rumble, the sense of fullness getting bigger until…
“I-I-I can’t continue on… I gotta sit down now…”
Dylan soon founded himself against the wall, staggering as the feeling continue on, soon gaining way to another feeling… A feeling Dylan knew all too well. He felt his hand start to push out and when he looked down, his eyes widen in terror. The unmistakable sight of his belly expanding outwards from underneath his shirt, groaning and rumbling along the way, and all Terry could do was stare, until that same feeling was starting to strike him, leading to looking down and seeing the same thing happening to his stomach.
“W-W-Well… I think t-t-the challenge is going well… Maybe a bit t’BURRRRRRPPPPPP!!!’ Too much…”
“How about instead of f-focusing on the challenge, more time trying to’BRAPPPPPPP!!!’ stop this!!!”
The rumbling continued as their stomachs continued expanded further outwards, pushing past both their belts and the buttons to their pants, the straining of the two pushing into the silver lining of flesh. Stating off as the size of baseballs, they grew further into the size of basketballs, and they showed no sign of stopping.
“W-well I mean I don’t think ‘BURRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPP!!!’ there is no way of stopping it… I mean, from what I watched!”
“Ugh!!! I told you this was a bad i’BURPPPP!!’idea!!! Why wouldn’t you listen?!”
“W-w-well, I mean… Eep!”
Terrys’ legs soon couldn’t withstand the weight of his stomach and collapsed underneath, sending the young male down hard. Down and struggling to get up, his belly increased further and further, pushing past the normal limit of a normal soda filled gut, leading to the sounds of creaking belts and buttons and pushing up of shirts exposing the navel area. At an accelerated rate, both bellies pushed forward, the feeling of seams about to break grew further on, as they were now at the size of a balloon inflated to a near max. Dylans’ legs soon began to wiggle and shake, just like Terrys’ not used to this much weight.
“Ngggghhhh… Terry, when this is all over… I am going to strangle you… Just as soon as my stomach stops… Hepppp!”
Dylans’ legs no longer couldn’t support his stomach as he fell down hard, belly pressed against Terrys’ squishing together, building up further and further into each other.
“Nghhhhh… My belly’s starting to hurt real badly, why won’t this just stop?!”
“How do you think I feel?! Oh god…”
The creaking sound continued onward as their bellies pushed forward and even further into, shirts no longer able to cover the soda bloat guts as the groans and rumbles continued. Both boys began sweating and fidgeting around hoping to escape from the squishing force of their stomachs.
“Stop… Please stop growing… Please…”
Both boys squeezed their eyes closed and gripped tightly to their stomachs, their quiet pleas echoing through the large groans of their bellies.
‘Groan Rumble… Gurgle.’
Suddenly, the sounds stopped as the boys opened their eyes and noticed the large flesh orbs sitting on top, squished next to each other, stopped on one single place. It only took a couple minutes for the two to register what had happened to their stomachs, shown by how no longer they were growing size by size.
“Oh thank god… They stopped… F’BURRRRPPPPPPPP!!’ Finally…”
“Y-yea… Thank g’BRAPPPPPPP!!!’ god…”
Of course, their happiness soon faded away as they realized their current predicament, which was that they were still squished together and stuck in one place.
“Hehe… I guess we’ve still got this problem to solve heh…”
“Yea… It would be p-pretty embrassing to have the girls walk in on th…”
‘Creakkkk!’
“Hey guys we’re hommmmmme!!”
“…This.”
“…Think they’ll be ok with this?”
“…No, no they won’t be ok.”
The two boys sheeplishy laughed out of fear and embarrassment as the door opened up as the two girls walked in, unaware of the situation on the other side, chuckling a bit from their day out.
“Dylan! Terry! Are you guys in here?”
The girls walked around looking, but couldn’t find them until…
“Maybe they’re not here… ‘Squish’”
Philomena walked into something soft as she made it towards the hallway leading towards their rooms.
“Philomena, did you hear that… Oh my…”
“H-H-Hi Kris…”
“H-H-Hey Philomena…”
“Dylan?! Terry?! What Happened to you to?!”
“Maybe you should ask him over there…”
“Not my fault… I blame the internet…”
“Oh god, we gotta get you two unstuck from there! Philomena!”
“…Ok.”
It took alot of effort and bits of strain, but after getting behind, they managed to push them out into the Living Room, the two rolling around before stopping. Soon the girls came upon as the two ended up backs up, their bellies holding them up.
“Wow… You guys look like a big pile of pillows from there.”
“Philomena be nice. D-Don’t worry you guys, we’ll get you guys back to normal.. Somehow…”
“And how do you guys plan to do that?”
“… Why not jumping up and down on them till they burp whatever they had..”
“I guess that can work.”
“Uh, m-maybe we can do something differently!”
“Yea! I mean…”
“No… Just be quiet and hold stil… Well, you’ll have to anyway.”
Both Dylan and Terry looked in fear and worry as the girls came closer to them to begin, both looked at each other in bits of again embarrassment.
“Terry…”
“I know what you’re going to say… Never again.”
“Good.”