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"Why am I doing this."

GLUNK, GLORP glorp glurrlp
*BUUUUUUUORP*
*HOMFMOMFHOMPH, gulP*
glurrrble GLORP

"Because I'm taking over your shift and giving you the pay so you can play D&D tonight, Sprout, remember?" Blue said with a smirk, dusting crumbs off her breast with one hand and patting her belly with the other.

"No, I get that, but-"

GLORRRBLE
*BOOOOURP*

"-but why do we have to do THIS? All this pizza is coming out of YOUR paycheck, you know." said Blue's skinny, beanpole rookie coworker (who the golem had nicknamed "Sprout" on day 1, much to her chagrin). "I mean, really, how many weeks of pay is this..." she muttered, bending over to deposit a fresh stack of pizza boxes onto the desk in the office, and pick up the freshly-emptied stack twice as high that was sitting on the floor next to it. God, how many were in this stack? 15...? 20...?

"Hmmmm..." Blue hummed, grabbing the first pizza box off of the new stack and hoovering down its contents with a sound not entirely unlike a vacuum cleaner inhaling a package of chicken thighs. Only... a lot more gulp-y. "Sprout" grimaced-- she'd grossed herself out with her own mental image. Wiping her mouth and patting her belly again, Blue continued: "Well, if you care so much, we could split it 50/50." she smiled slyly at the skinny girl, who winced and gritted her teeth behind the stack of empty boxes she was carrying. Blue laughed and deposited the now empty box on top. "Sprout" peered around the pile of boxes, taking in Blue's size.

The blue golem's stomach had long ago outgrown the meager office chair that was now barely managing to contain her bulging thighs, and was nearly touching the floor. For the last hour, she'd watched Blue devour enough pizza to cater a month's worth of parties-- it was a miracle the building hadn't already run out... or that she hadn't already exploded. As Blue lowered her hands to her humongous midsection, a churning balloon of pizza that had to be at least five feet across by now, and kneaded the thick layer of fatty flesh that ensconced the massively engorged bloat, she wondered if this woman could ever truly be full.

"Hell no. I'd bankrupt myself in a week." she finally responded. "And for the last time, my name is Dana, not..." she trailed off, watching Blue's stomach as the golem gulped down another entire pizza before she could even realize it was happening. The fatty orb seemed to BLOOMP outwards another half-inch, jiggling as she patted it further up and let out another belch, already reaching for another. "Anyway, where do you even get all the money to pay for... this?"

Before answering, Blue gobbled down yet another pizza. Dana could swear she could *hear* her coworkers enormous stomach churning and glurping from the sheet amount filling it as it again grew outwards just the tiniest bit.

"Hazard pay." she answered, then again let out a deep, raucous belch. *BUUUUUURRRRP* "Now go fetch some more, eh? Still plenty of room in this tanker, and this is barely gonna last me a minute. Chop chop!" She clapped her hands. Dana rolled her eyes and walked out of the room even as she felt the heat rush to her face. That was always her answer... she'd never make sense of it. What was so dangerous about working the night shift at a pizzeria?

Well, if she wanted more, there was plenty more where that came from. She still had an hour before the night's game was supposed to start, anyway. Might as well see how much this glutton could hold before she threw up or popped like a balloon.

She tried to pretend the idea didn't excite her.

-

By the time she was finally done, Dana couldn't even enter the office anymore.

Blue slowly dropped the final empty pizza box to the floor next to her, and raised her arm (yes, *raised*, Dana couldn't believe her eyes) to her belly.

It was like a parade float. The woman had to have eaten herself eleven feet across. Her belly was so enormous and almost perfectly round, the ample layer of blubber insulating it long having since been stretched thin enough to where you could barely tell there was any excess anymore. For god's sake, the sides of her coworker's belly were pressing against the sides of the small security office, quivering and wobbling with fullness even as the churning sounds coming from within belied that there must have been at least SOME more space inside for things to move around. Dana wiped her brow, sweating more than she cared to admit from carrying untold amounts of pizza boxes back and forth-- Blue barely FIT in the office anymore; how would she even get out?

"Ahhhhhh.... *BOOORP*" Blue sighed and belched, patting what she could reach of her enormous girth. "That's good... that'll do for now." she intoned happily, rubbing her belly's stretched skin with a satisfied look on her face. Dana gawked-- "for now"???? She still wanted MORE? ...Eventually?

"Thanks, kid. This'll be good for the evening--" Blue started to say, but was interrupted when a great, deep noise sounded from within her preposterously huge belly, racing toward her neck past her massive bust.

*BUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-O-O-O-OOOOOOUUURP*

Dana's hair was nearly blown back from the force of the burp; she stumbled and fell to the ground. She fought to keep the blush from spreading across her face, but she knew it was hopeless. Blue was *insane*... How could any one woman eat SO MUCH??

"Heh, sorry about that." Blue turned back to her belly. "I guess I'm stuck here for a while, huh? Been a while since I've eaten this much. Want me to take your shifts for the week? Or at least until I digest enough to actually wiggle my way out of here, ha-- don't worry, you can have the pay."

Dana blustered. "Y-yeah, I guess so..."

"You better get going, isn't it like five minutes until your game starts?"

"A-ah!" Dana started-- she'd almost forgotten. "Th-thank you for remembering. Yeah, I'd better go..."

Blue waved as Dana got back up to standing from where she'd fallen. "See ya, then. Don't worry, it's no trouble." She smiled, eyes shut, lifting an arm to pat her towering belly.

"Y-yeah." Dana stuttered, turning to leave. There were no more words as she left the building through the nearby exit, just as the clock chimed 9 PM. Three hours 'til her shift would have started... she couldn't help a sour thought entering her mind as she crossed the parking lot to her car: how was she ever going to get her sea legs with this new job when her coworker kept eating herself to immobility and taking all her shifts? Even if she didn't take the pay, it was annoying-- it wasn't like it was a particularly glamorous job, just a night guard for a pizza joint, right? She didn't get it at all...

Inside, Blue's smile faded as she craned her neck from her titanic midriff to turn on the security cameras. Might as well start keeping an eye out early. You never know...

She felt bad for always taking over Sprout's shifts, but it was better this way, she thought. Someone young like Dana shouldn't have to deal with this.

-

Hey, I got it in time for Blarch :V I wanted to introduce two new characters this month but I sure cut it close, huh? XD This is Dana "Sprout" Canelle(a? not sure yet. thoughts? I think "dana 'sprout' canella" rolls off the tongue better, but "dana canelle" by itself feels less aggressively cartoony), Blue's recently-hired-on coworker at her job... who she never lets work a shift. I'm sure most of you won't be jumping at the bit for a skinny beanpole character with no curves on a kinky belly page that normally lays it on REAL THICC with the booba and the bottoms, but then again I've also seen plenty of people go crazy for cutting boards so who am I to say. Besides, not EVERY character in a verse can just be different flavors of ultra wide, curvy hotties, gotta shake it up and have some supporting cast members too 8V

Anyway, enjoy Blue GORGING herself on pizza and messing with her coworker while still supporting her visibly AND invisibly. Blue, you're kind of a tricky character to write sometimes.

Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about the secret special. Just bear with me here-- it's a lot of work and not fun to work on. I need to learn a better program to do it in than PREMIERE, man

Dana "Sprout" Canelle/Canella and Blah Blah #/No. 255 "Blue" are (c) moi, blahblah866

Description
glooooooooolrble

"Why am I doing this."

GLUNK, GLORP glorp glurrlp
*BUUUUUUUORP*
*HOMFMOMFHOMPH, gulP*
glurrrble GLORP

"Because I'm taking over your shift and giving you the pay so you can play D&D tonight, Sprout, remember?" Blue said with a smirk, dusting crumbs off her breast with one hand and patting her belly with the other.

"No, I get that, but-"

GLORRRBLE
*BOOOOURP*

"-but why do we have to do THIS? All this pizza is coming out of YOUR paycheck, you know." said Blue's skinny, beanpole rookie coworker (who the golem had nicknamed "Sprout" on day 1, much to her chagrin). "I mean, really, how many weeks of pay is this..." she muttered, bending over to deposit a fresh stack of pizza boxes onto the desk in the office, and pick up the freshly-emptied stack twice as high that was sitting on the floor next to it. God, how many were in this stack? 15...? 20...?

"Hmmmm..." Blue hummed, grabbing the first pizza box off of the new stack and hoovering down its contents with a sound not entirely unlike a vacuum cleaner inhaling a package of chicken thighs. Only... a lot more gulp-y. "Sprout" grimaced-- she'd grossed herself out with her own mental image. Wiping her mouth and patting her belly again, Blue continued: "Well, if you care so much, we could split it 50/50." she smiled slyly at the skinny girl, who winced and gritted her teeth behind the stack of empty boxes she was carrying. Blue laughed and deposited the now empty box on top. "Sprout" peered around the pile of boxes, taking in Blue's size.

The blue golem's stomach had long ago outgrown the meager office chair that was now barely managing to contain her bulging thighs, and was nearly touching the floor. For the last hour, she'd watched Blue devour enough pizza to cater a month's worth of parties-- it was a miracle the building hadn't already run out... or that she hadn't already exploded. As Blue lowered her hands to her humongous midsection, a churning balloon of pizza that had to be at least five feet across by now, and kneaded the thick layer of fatty flesh that ensconced the massively engorged bloat, she wondered if this woman could ever truly be full.

"Hell no. I'd bankrupt myself in a week." she finally responded. "And for the last time, my name is Dana, not..." she trailed off, watching Blue's stomach as the golem gulped down another entire pizza before she could even realize it was happening. The fatty orb seemed to BLOOMP outwards another half-inch, jiggling as she patted it further up and let out another belch, already reaching for another. "Anyway, where do you even get all the money to pay for... this?"

Before answering, Blue gobbled down yet another pizza. Dana could swear she could *hear* her coworkers enormous stomach churning and glurping from the sheet amount filling it as it again grew outwards just the tiniest bit.

"Hazard pay." she answered, then again let out a deep, raucous belch. *BUUUUUURRRRP* "Now go fetch some more, eh? Still plenty of room in this tanker, and this is barely gonna last me a minute. Chop chop!" She clapped her hands. Dana rolled her eyes and walked out of the room even as she felt the heat rush to her face. That was always her answer... she'd never make sense of it. What was so dangerous about working the night shift at a pizzeria?

Well, if she wanted more, there was plenty more where that came from. She still had an hour before the night's game was supposed to start, anyway. Might as well see how much this glutton could hold before she threw up or popped like a balloon.

She tried to pretend the idea didn't excite her.

-

By the time she was finally done, Dana couldn't even enter the office anymore.

Blue slowly dropped the final empty pizza box to the floor next to her, and raised her arm (yes, *raised*, Dana couldn't believe her eyes) to her belly.

It was like a parade float. The woman had to have eaten herself eleven feet across. Her belly was so enormous and almost perfectly round, the ample layer of blubber insulating it long having since been stretched thin enough to where you could barely tell there was any excess anymore. For god's sake, the sides of her coworker's belly were pressing against the sides of the small security office, quivering and wobbling with fullness even as the churning sounds coming from within belied that there must have been at least SOME more space inside for things to move around. Dana wiped her brow, sweating more than she cared to admit from carrying untold amounts of pizza boxes back and forth-- Blue barely FIT in the office anymore; how would she even get out?

"Ahhhhhh.... *BOOORP*" Blue sighed and belched, patting what she could reach of her enormous girth. "That's good... that'll do for now." she intoned happily, rubbing her belly's stretched skin with a satisfied look on her face. Dana gawked-- "for now"???? She still wanted MORE? ...Eventually?

"Thanks, kid. This'll be good for the evening--" Blue started to say, but was interrupted when a great, deep noise sounded from within her preposterously huge belly, racing toward her neck past her massive bust.

*BUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-O-O-O-OOOOOOUUURP*

Dana's hair was nearly blown back from the force of the burp; she stumbled and fell to the ground. She fought to keep the blush from spreading across her face, but she knew it was hopeless. Blue was *insane*... How could any one woman eat SO MUCH??

"Heh, sorry about that." Blue turned back to her belly. "I guess I'm stuck here for a while, huh? Been a while since I've eaten this much. Want me to take your shifts for the week? Or at least until I digest enough to actually wiggle my way out of here, ha-- don't worry, you can have the pay."

Dana blustered. "Y-yeah, I guess so..."

"You better get going, isn't it like five minutes until your game starts?"

"A-ah!" Dana started-- she'd almost forgotten. "Th-thank you for remembering. Yeah, I'd better go..."

Blue waved as Dana got back up to standing from where she'd fallen. "See ya, then. Don't worry, it's no trouble." She smiled, eyes shut, lifting an arm to pat her towering belly.

"Y-yeah." Dana stuttered, turning to leave. There were no more words as she left the building through the nearby exit, just as the clock chimed 9 PM. Three hours 'til her shift would have started... she couldn't help a sour thought entering her mind as she crossed the parking lot to her car: how was she ever going to get her sea legs with this new job when her coworker kept eating herself to immobility and taking all her shifts? Even if she didn't take the pay, it was annoying-- it wasn't like it was a particularly glamorous job, just a night guard for a pizza joint, right? She didn't get it at all...

Inside, Blue's smile faded as she craned her neck from her titanic midriff to turn on the security cameras. Might as well start keeping an eye out early. You never know...

She felt bad for always taking over Sprout's shifts, but it was better this way, she thought. Someone young like Dana shouldn't have to deal with this.

-

Hey, I got it in time for Blarch :V I wanted to introduce two new characters this month but I sure cut it close, huh? XD This is Dana "Sprout" Canelle(a? not sure yet. thoughts? I think "dana 'sprout' canella" rolls off the tongue better, but "dana canelle" by itself feels less aggressively cartoony), Blue's recently-hired-on coworker at her job... who she never lets work a shift. I'm sure most of you won't be jumping at the bit for a skinny beanpole character with no curves on a kinky belly page that normally lays it on REAL THICC with the booba and the bottoms, but then again I've also seen plenty of people go crazy for cutting boards so who am I to say. Besides, not EVERY character in a verse can just be different flavors of ultra wide, curvy hotties, gotta shake it up and have some supporting cast members too 8V

Anyway, enjoy Blue GORGING herself on pizza and messing with her coworker while still supporting her visibly AND invisibly. Blue, you're kind of a tricky character to write sometimes.

Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about the secret special. Just bear with me here-- it's a lot of work and not fun to work on. I need to learn a better program to do it in than PREMIERE, man

Dana "Sprout" Canelle/Canella and Blah Blah #/No. 255 "Blue" are (c) moi, blahblah866