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little bitty thing inspired by @tiny-loves-rubs post about halloween tummy which i saw first thing in the morning & knew i had to act on (<-sorry 4 the tag u dont gotta read it i shrimply must give credit where credit is due)

[stuffing, brief tummyache]

Jesse knew from the start than Dan's costume was doomed. She looked adorable in the vampire outfit, with a bat wing cape and a trickle of glittery blood on her chin and fake fangs which had already given Jesse's neck a few nibbles, but the most damning feature was the high waisted pants belted up snug just under her chest. The outfit had fit her slim figure perfectly when they left--Jesse noticed with amusement that her stomach was growling on the way to the party--but he knew it wouldn't stay that way for long. There would be plenty of good food and cute Halloween-themed snacks to nibble on, and Dan wouldn't be able to resist any of it.

They'd only been at the party for a couple minutes, but Dan already had a pumpkin-print paper cup of cider, which she was trying to sip without messing up her black lipstick and fake blood. Jesse chuckled fondly. He hadn't even seen where she'd gotten it; he'd only turned his back for a second to chat with Laurie. Dan gave him a quick peck on the cheek--she didn't care about messing up her lipstick then, and he could feel the mark she left behind--and scampered off to greet Sunny with a hug.

Jesse carried on his conversation with Laurie, and the next time he caught a glimpse of Dan she was laughing with Carrie and eating caramel apple slices. He could tell even from across the room that her pants were growing snug on her tummy, but clearly not enough to bother her any. He supposed that wouldn't last long. Dan was a sucker for snacks, and seemingly incapable of pacing herself. In fact, only a moment later she was hurrying back to him with a cupcake.

"Look at these cupcakes Sunny made," she exclaimed delightedly, holding the shabbily-decorated treat up for him to see. Jesse stared at it for a moment, trying to piece together what the mess of black and white frosting was meant to look like.

"What's it supposed to be?" he asked finally.

"I don't know. Isn't it cute, though?"

"It's a skeleton," Sunny whined from the kitchen doorway. That made sense, though Jesse's best guess would have been a spider on a web. Sunny was a great cook, but his artistic abilities left something to be desired. It didn't matter, though; the effort was there, and Dan was already eating the cupcake anyway. She held it out again for Jesse to try, and he leaned in for a bite. It tasted worlds better than it looked.

Jesse enjoyed a few snacks himself as the evening went on--a few caramel apple slices, a marshmallow spider, a handful of chocolate-covered pretzels--and for every one thing he ate, it seemed like Dan put away thrice as much. Her appetite never failed to astonish him. She was a tiny thing, but she ate like she was twice her size. There was no questioning where she put it all, though; her belly was poking out visibly beneath her belt, pushing firmly against the tight black pants. Jesse gave it a gentle poke.

"You're gonna give yourself a stomachache if you don't slow down," he warned, slipping an arm around her waist and holding her against his side, and she wrapped him up in a bat cape hug.

"Aw, come on, it's a party," she said, leaning up to kiss his chin. "You're supposed to eat a bunch of junk. Live a little!"

Jesse opted to continue living just the way he was while Dan took her own advice. Despite her obviously full tummy, she went on to eat another cupcake, a good-sized Rice Krispies treat shaped like a ghost, a popcorn ball made to look like a pumpkin, another cup of cider and one of pumpkin spice soda, and plenty of little bits of candy and other small treats in between. Her belly strained against her pants, the compression unable to hide how increasingly round it was getting, and Jesse noticed her several times trying in vain to adjust the belt into a comfortable position. Finally, she slipped away to the bathroom to loosen it, and, much to his amusement, promptly filled in whatever tiny bit of space she'd freed up with a big bowl of Gray's homemade pumpkin stew. That, as it turned out, was the final straw.

"Full yet? We can swing by Dunkin if you're still hungry," Jesse teased on the way home. Dan groaned, her distended tummy bulging comically through her undone belt and wide-open fly.

"Shut up, I think I'm gonna pop," she moaned, holding her belly. Jesse was half tempted to keep teasing, but he didn't have the heart to pick on her any more. Smiling sympathetically, he reached out and gave her round tummy a gentle rub. It felt shockingly tight under his hand, and he could feel soft vibrations as it grumbled away, struggling to digest everything that had been packed into it.

"Poor Dracula," he chuckled, patting her belly gently. She let out a small burp in response, followed by a little groan of discomfort. Jesse kept a comforting hand on her belly for most of the ride home. He intended to hold her and cuddle her until she felt better once they were finally back, and by morning, he had no doubt she'd be hungry once again.

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full tummy kissies

[ID: a drawing of two women together on a couch. one is leaning back against a pillow and laughing while the other kisses her round belly.]

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dan & sunny disastrous sleepover event

[hunger, stuffing, tummyache, mild burping]

"I'm starving," Dan groaned dramatically, laying upside down on the couch with their arms dangling to the floor. As if to emphasize the point, their belly rumbled loudly. "What's open right now?"

"I have no idea. The diner?" Sunny suggested, looking up at them from the floor. He'd been laying on his back on the rug, idly flipping through a magazine which he'd accidentally dropped on his face at least five times now.

"I don't wanna go in anywhere," said Dan. "Mario's delivers, right? Are they open?"

"What time is it?"

"Umm…" Dan struggled to fish their phone out of their pocket, and as they did, they slipped off the couch and landed right across Sunny. He grunted as the wind was knocked out of him, and the magazine tumbled from his hands to his face once again.

"Quarter to eleven," they said, phone in hand.

"Oh, yeah, they don't close 'til one, I think. We could order something." Sunny plucked the magazine from his face and tossed it aside.

"Aw, sweet!"

Guided by impulse and their empty stomachs, the two friends ordered so much food that when Sunny answered the door, the delivery guy seemed surprised to see only one other person milling about behind him. It was an impressive order: a large pizza with mushrooms and olives, two orders of breadsticks, one of garlic knots, one of mozzarella sticks, a slice of cheesecake for each of them, and an enormous cinnamon roll to share. Anybody who looked at the two of them, skinny little things that they were, might have thought that their eyes were bigger than their stomachs, and they'd be correct. Nevertheless, the food was here, and, tummies growling, they sat down on the floor with it and dug in.

The friends started off strong, neither of them having eaten since earlier in the day. Within ten minutes, the first serving of breadsticks and half the garlic knots had been demolished as well as a slice of pizza each, and they'd made a good dent in the mozzarella sticks. Having sated their immediate hunger, they slowed down a little, and Sunny grabbed another slice of pizza while Dan dipped into their cheesecake.

"We are so smart for this," said Dan through a mouthful of cake. Sunny made a muffled sound of agreement as he wrestled with the stringy cheese. Dan's belly rumbled as it filled up, gurgling and bubbling as their stomach shifted around all the bulky cheesy carbs and the air they'd swallowed in their hurry to eat it. Sunny's stomach was similarly filled with air--perhaps even more so, with his tendency to wolf down big bites--and a large burp suddenly escaped from him. Dan looked at him, surprised, and they both broke out into laughter. Laughing jostled Dan's belly enough to dislodge a burp of their own, and they both found themselves struggling to recover from their fits of giggles.

"We're such dumbasses," Sunny giggled, coughing.

"Maybe you are," teased Dan, scooping up another bite of cake. Sunny stuck his tongue out at them and finished off his slice of pizza. He was beginning to feel full now, as was Dan, but they both knew the food would be best while it was fresh, and they intended to make the most of it.

Dan finished their cake, and their belly now bulged firmly over the edge of their pajama pants, peeking out from beneath their too-short shirt that had only just covered it when they'd started. Stuffed full, their stomach gurgled and grumbled away as it fought to digest everything inside it, but they weren't finished yet. Ignoring their bloated tummy, Dan joined Sunny in getting another slice of pizza.

As Sunny started on his third piece, he was becoming vaguely aware that perhaps letting their stomachs do the thinking hadn't been the best idea, but he didn't particularly care; hot pizza was too good to resist. Looking down, he saw that his tummy was poking out against his oversized pajama shirt. He placed a hand on it and was surprised to find it tight and firm, absolutely stuffed with bread and cheese. He contemplated this for a moment, then contemplated the hot, melty slice of pizza in his hand. The pizza won.

Dan was beginning to slow down considerably. The second slice of pizza, following everything else, was proving to be too much. Still, despite their tightly-stretched stomach, they found themselves unable to stop eating. They knew it would never be as good the next day, and the melty cheese and savory mushrooms and olives were too enticing.

Between bites of pizza, the friends polished off the rest of the garlic knots and mozzarella sticks as well as a few breadsticks from the second order, and Sunny snuck in a few bites of his own cake. By the time they were both finished with their current slice, their bellies were bulging absurdly from their small frames, tight as drums and beginning to ache. Dan's belly rumbled loudly and an enormous burp erupted from them. This time, though, they were both too stuffed to laugh.

"We should probably put the rest of this away," said Sunny, rubbing his distended belly.

"Ugh, please," Dan groaned, flopping back onto the floor, their round tummy sticking straight up. Sunny leaned forward with a soft grunt of discomfort and began closing up the few remaining boxes. With some difficulty, Dan pushed themself upright to gather the empty ones. As they cleaned, though, their eyes fell simultaneously upon the untouched cinnamon roll, and they paused.

"We shouldn't open that," said Dan, staring longingly at the box.

"Yeah," Sunny agreed. The smell was unbelievably alluring.

"I wonder if it's still hot."

"Probably."

"Wonder if it'll be as good reheated."

"Doubt it."

"Maybe we should just have a tiny bit," Dan suggested.

"Just a bite," Sunny agreed. He opened the box and they peered in. Inside sat an enormous cinnamon roll, dripping with icing and still steaming. They gazed upon it in awe, momentarily forgetting just how stuffed they were, then picked up the plastic forks that had come with it and dug in.

It didn't take long for both of their stomachs to reach their limits, but the cinnamon roll was irresistible, and together, by some miracle--or, perhaps, the opposite of a miracle--they managed to finish it. Dan fell back onto the floor with a moan, their belly stretched so tight they could barely breathe. Their tiny pajama shirt had ridden up to their chest, leaving their enormously swollen belly on full display. Sunny barely noticed this grand display; he was too full to think. He leaned back against the couch, holding his hands cautiously against his bulging tummy. It was rock solid, not a bit of give left to it, and pushed out hard against his shirt.

"I'm so full," he groaned, laying his head back against the couch cushion. "Why did we do that?"

"Because we're dumbasses," Dan moaned, rubbing their aching belly. "I think I'm gonna explode."

There they lay, side by side, moaning and groaning, bellies gurgling as they strained against the enormous quantity of food that had been crammed into them. Sunny forced up a tiny burp, desperate to relieve the immense pressure inside him, but it didn't help. Dan carefully massaged their belly, hoping to encourage digestion, but it was no use. They were both unbearably stuffed.

Suddenly, the door opened, and they both looked up, startled. The surprise quickly turned to sheepishness and shame as their eyes met Jesse's, and he looked down at them, astonished, as he stood in the doorway. His eyes moved from one to the other, from their guilty faces to their distended bellies, then to the carnage spread out on the floor around them, finally landing on the ceiling in a look of exasperation.

"I'm never leaving you two alone again."

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Can we have a Dan with a very gurgly tummy?

made teeny tiny little snippet of writing instead of drawing Forgive Me

[stuffing/liquid bloat, brief burping & belly rubs, light & silly burst teasing]

Jesse wondered sometimes how Dan managed to fit so much into her tiny belly, but there was never any wondering where it all went. Her tummy stuck out round and tight, fully exposed under her little crop top, and somehow, she was still going. Soft gulping sounds punctuated the ambient noise of the car, and Jesse could hear her belly rumbling as it filled up with more and more smoothie.

"Don't you feel sick? Your belly looks about ready to blow," he said, reaching out to give her distended tummy a cautious pat. It was stretched tight and hard, and he could feel it gurgling under his hand.

"Not really. Just full," she said, sipping on her shake. Jesse chuckled.

"That seems like an understatement."

Dan finally finished the enormous smoothie, and her stomach felt exactly how it looked: overstuffed and ready to pop. Smoothies were a weakness of hers; when she was drinking one, she just couldn't stop no matter how full she was, and she was regretting having gotten such a big one. Her bloated tummy grumbled and gurgled as it strained to process the enormous quantity of liquid that had been forced into it. Jesse glanced warily down at her bulging belly as it groaned and bubbled.

"Sheez, you even sound like you're gonna pop," he remarked, only half joking.

"Ooh, I think I might," Dan groaned, rubbing her drum-tight tummy. "Don't let me get such a big one next time." Suddenly, a big pocket of air bubbled up under her hand with a loud rumble, and she let out a long burp. Jesse laughed.

"Bet that felt good," he chuckled, taking one hand off the wheel to rub her belly. It was still remarkably bloated, but didn't feel quite so pressurized anymore.

"Yeah, it did," she giggled, letting her head fall back against the headrest.

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dan & jesse full of beverage

[ID: a drawing of two women sitting with their arms around each other, one holding a smoothie and the other a soda can, looking content with full bloated tummies.]

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great now i gotta name her gf too😤😤😤 EDIT: jesse .

[ID: a drawing of two women, one hugging the other from behind to rub her round full tummy.]

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Mm air would work perfectly for Dan sucking down all those smoothies way to quickly but bubbles with the mentos 😵‍💫😵‍💫 gotta let the artist decide

[ID: a sequence of two drawings featuring two women standing together. in the first, one looks nervously at his girlfriend, who is looking uncomfortable and rubbing her enormously bloated tummy with one hand and holding an empty smoothie cup in the other. the second drawing shows the bloated woman suddenly letting out an enormous burp, startling her girlfriend. her tummy is considerably less distended than it was.]

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doing prompt games in the chat again this was Supposed to be tiny but wound up being about my usual full length (like 2.5 pages) [prompt from here]

[stuffing, tummyache]

"You bought how much food?!"

"Just enough for the party," Dan insisted. Jesse looked incredulously at her.

"Dan, it's just the two of us! We'll never get through all that!"

"But I'm hungry," said Dan. As if to back her up, her belly rumbled loudly. Jesse rolled his eyes.

"You're gonna make yourself sick," he warned, but with a resignation that suggested that he knew it was inevitable.

The "party" was a weekend movie night the couple had planned earlier in the week. Dave had recommended some goofy sci-fi movie that he thought seemed right up their alley, and they decided to give it a shot. What elevated it from a date to a party, in Dan's mind, was snacks, and since Jesse had been busy all week with work, he'd left the shopping up to her. In retrospect, he supposed he should've known she'd go overboard. For a small crowd of two, she'd bought a frozen pizza, a pound cake, a cherry pie, a multitude of cookies, a variety of chips with a variety of dips to accompany them, a bag of garlic knots, a bottle of sparkling cider, and a tub of cherry vanilla ice cream.

Dan tossed the pizza in the oven while Jesse got the movie set up, and then laid out the rest of the snacks on the coffee table, along with dishes and cutlery for each of them.

"Remind me to throw in the garlic knots in a little bit," she said, pouring them each a glass of cider.

"We'll probably be too full for them by then," said Jesse.

"Maybe you will. I'm starving." Dan opened up the pie and cut herself a big slice, then topped it with a sizable scoop of ice cream. Jesse poured a handful of tortilla chips into his bowl.

Dan leaned against Jesse's side as she ate, legs pulled up to sit criss-cross on the couch. Cherries were one of her many favorite dessert flavors, and her hungry tummy welcomed the treat as eagerly as her tongue. She sipped her cider between bites, and occasionally reached out for a chip or a cookie, rather than dish herself out a serving like Jesse had opted to do. He watched her with fond amusement. Snacks were Dan's greatest weakness, and while he was sure she would have a bellyache in no time, it wasn't often that she got to go so wild. The evening was a special occasion simply because they'd decided to make it one, and the spread before them made that clear.

She wouldn't admit it just yet, but Dan was plenty full by the time she was through with her serving of pie and ice cream. She was small, and while her stomach capacity exceeded what one might expect by looking at her, it didn't exceed it by much. In addition to the big dessert, she had a good amount of cookies, chips, dip, and cider stuffed in along with it. Still, it was time to put the garlic knots in the oven, and her tastebuds overruled her full tummy. She scurried off quickly to throw them in, then dove back to her spot before Jesse even had time to pause the movie.

She was already going to be too full for the pizza or the garlic knots, but, unable to resist, Dan cut herself a good-sized hunk of pound cake. Jesse, who was still enjoying his chips, glanced down at her exposed middle. Her tiny belly was beginning to poke out, not quite enough yet to look uncomfortable but enough to bulge slightly over the waist of her jeans. Somebody who didn't know better might think she was about ready to quit, but Jesse had been with her long enough to know she was only getting started.

Dan's belly rumbled uncomfortably as she swallowed down a big bite of cake, but she ignored it. The cake went down easy, and it wasn't long before the entire piece, along with several more cookies and another glass of cider, had been pushed into her now tightly-packed stomach. Her tummy pushed out considerably now. It would have been a good time to set her plate aside for the night and sit back, but the oven beeped, and, with a strained gurgle from her overstuffed belly, she got up to retrieve the next course.

"Y'know, if you're full, we can always just put it away for later," suggested Jesse, eyeing Dan's distended tummy as she returned with the pizza and the garlic knots.

"There's always room for pizza," she said, haphazardly rearranging the table to make space.

"I've never heard that," Jesse said skeptically.

"Well, it's true," she said matter-of-factly. Jesse shrugged and took a slice. Unlike Dan, he had saved room for the pizza. Despite that, he predicted that she'd still wind up eating more than him, or at least trying to. He watched as she put a slice of pizza and a couple garlic knots on her plate. She leaned back, holding the plate on her lap, and her round belly stuck straight out from her tiny frame. She forced up a little burp, then picked up her pizza and took a bite.

Dan wasn't necessarily a stubborn person, but she was determined to at least finish what was on her plate. She had, after all, insisted on having some; she'd look silly if she backed out now. The pressure in her stomach built as she ate, growing tighter and tighter with each reluctant bite. There was an unbelievable tautness in her upper belly, which jutted out ominously beneath her little crop top. It looked as tight and hard as it felt now, and Jesse looked down at it with concern as it let out an uneasy rumble. Finally, he gently took the plate from her.

"Dan, you're gonna explode if you keep eating," he said, setting the plate down on the table. She didn't argue. Instead, she leaned against him, laying her head against his shoulder, and he slipped an arm around her waist. Even having seen the way her belly looked, he was startled at how taut it felt when his hand came to rest on it. It felt as though she'd swallowed a basketball.

"My tummy hurts," she groaned.

"I'm not surprised," said Jesse, giving her belly a gentle rub. "You eat like you're twice your actual size."

"I can't help it! Everything's good," she whined. Jesse chuckled and patted her tummy.

"I guess that's fair."

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jesse epic dinner moments

[ID: a drawing of two women sitting together with their arms around each other. one is leaning against the other and smiling affectionately up at him while rubbing his round full tummy.]

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How does Dan feel about getting hugs from behind when there stuffed full?

they love it !!! as long as u dont squeeze too tight

[ID: a doodle of two women, one looking happy and serene as the other hugs her from behind, resting his hands on her full round belly.]

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lined paper lunch doodle

[ID: a pencil sketch of two women standing face to face and smiling at each other, one holding her arms behind her back and looking up almost sheepishly with a round full tummy, the other with his hands on his hips looking down at her in amusement.]

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three tiny tiny little drabbly little snippets from prompt activities in the chat. featuring dan & jesse, sunny & laurie, and connie & val. basically just the same thing thrice but with varying circumstances. [prompts from here]

[post-stuffing bellyache & belly rubs for the first two, comfortable post-stuffing & belly rubs for the third]

Dan's Milkshake Mistake

“Oh…Mh-hic-…I think this was a bad idea,” groaned Dan, laying her head back against the couch cushion as she rubbed her bulging tummy.

"Told you it would be," said Jesse. Dan hiccuped again, jolting her overstuffed belly with an uncomfortable slosh, and a tiny whine escaped her. Feeling sorry for her, Jesse placed a warm hand on the top of her belly. It jutted out shockingly beneath her ribs, bulging comically from her tiny frame as though she were pregnant. There was no baby sleeping underneath that tightly-stretched skin, however; only milkshake. Far, far too much milkshake.

"I'm cold," said Dan, snuggling up against Jesse's side and wrapping her arms around him. She moved awkwardly, trying not to jostle her tummy too much. The curve of it pressed against Jesse, and he could feel it tense up painfully with another hiccup.

"Well, you just drank, like, a gallon of milkshake," he said, putting an arm around her waist and resting both hands on her belly. He could, indeed, feel the chill through her skin; Dan was a skinny little thing, and there wasn't much insulating the rock-solid ball of ice cream beneath Jesse's hands. He rubbed gently, hoping to help soothe the ache of her drum-tight tummy, or, at the very least, warm her up a little.

"It wasn't a gallon," she mumbled, although it may as well have been. Her stomach gurgled miserably as it strained against its contents. Looking pitiful, she laid her head against his shoulder and melted into his warmth.

Sunny's Pizza Mistake

“Are you sure you can’t fit a little more in there?” Laurie teased, patting Sunny's rounded belly. He swatted her hand away.

"Shut up," he said, glaring up at her. She laughed.

"I'm just saying! You look like you might still be a little hungry."

Sunny couldn't have eaten another bite if his life depended on it. After a grand debate with Laurie over how many slices of pizza he could eat, he'd gone ahead and crammed an entire pizza--plus one slice--into his small stomach. He'd nearly quit a handful of times during the ordeal, but, looking up at Laurie's smug face, he'd pushed onward, determined to prove some sort of point.

Now, his belly was so full he could barely move, packed tight as a drum and bulging out absurdly. He'd long since unbuttoned his pants, and a good portion of his distended belly peeked out between the wide-open fly and the bottom of his shirt, but he didn't care. As a matter of fact, right now, he didn't care about much of anything except for the terrible ache in his overstretched stomach. He lay flat on his back on the floor, tummy sticking straight up and gurgling away as it struggled to find the space to digest. His face was pinched with discomfort, and, in spite of all the teasing she'd given him, Laurie felt sorry for him. His belly looked terribly uncomfortable, and the thought of all that pizza compressed into such a small space made her own stomach ache.

Laurie reached out and Sunny flinched a little, expecting a poke or a slap, but relaxed when she softly placed her hand atop his tummy. It felt like a hairy melon, hard and tight and round, and she felt sorry for taunting him into eating so much. Sunny was remarkably stubborn, and it was fun sometimes to get him going; he enjoyed a good bicker as much as she did, after all. Sometimes, though, they both pushed it a little too far.

Gently, Laurie rubbed his bloated tummy, pressing in as lightly as she could in the hopes of helping it work at the enormous meal. He winced at the added pressure, but he didn't protest. His belly rumbled uncertainly, and a small burp came up, but it didn't help much. With a miserable sigh, Sunny closed his eyes and tried to ignore his aching stomach, shifting his focus instead to the comfort of Laurie's touch.

Connie After Dinner

"Is that your stomach growling I hear?” Val grinned as he frosted the cake.

"Oh, yeah, right," Connie laughed. "Dessert might have to wait, hotshot. I don't think I could eat another bite."

"Alright, alright," chuckled Val, putting the finishing touches on the cake and returning to the table to clean up. He knew perfectly well Connie was absolutely stuffed; he simply couldn't resist teasing a little. He supposed it was for the better anyway that she was too full for dessert. He was feeling pretty full himself, but he likely would've tried to fit in a piece of cake on top of the big dinner and given himself a bellyache if she hadn't wanted to wait.

"Gimme a second, I'll come help," said Connie. She rested a hand on her bulging tummy, trying to find the strength to get up.

"Don't worry about it, there's not much left," Val assured her, giving her belly a gentle pat as he passed by her. Ordinarily, she would have tried to help anyway, but tonight, she decided to take him up on that offer. Her jeans felt like they might pop open if she leaned forward to stand up. She didn't feel terribly uncomfortable, although she could do without the waist of her pants digging into her tummy, but she did feel stuffed. Her stomach felt taut and stretched and far too full, and she could feel how tight and firm it was under her hand. Right now, she wanted nothing more than to lay down and rest.

Val finished cleaning up--he wasn't lying; there was only a tiny bit to do--and suggested they hit the hay early, or at least hang out in bed for a little bit. Connie was happy to oblige. Her belly bulged noticeably from her stocky frame, and Val couldn't help wrapping his arms around her from behind and giving it a gentle squeeze when she rose from the chair. The warmth of his hands was wonderfully comforting, even more so when they finally snuggled up together in bed. He kissed her on the cheek, smiling adoringly at her as he softly rubbed her tummy, and she touched her forehead to his.

"You're the best," she said, throwing an arm around him and squeezing him close. He brought one hand up to gently brush a few gray strands of hair from her face and kissed her again.

"So are you."

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Dan is so hecking cute!

Make her sick from eating too much >:3

mean 2 her...................................................

[ID: a drawing of two women sitting together on a couch. one is leaning against the other and looking ill while he holds an arm around her and rubs her bloated tummy.]

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god im so sorry if this is too much, but 🥺📅🥘👕🫄🕴️💭 for dan. i love them

OIHUGH thankyou i am makin shit up rn

🥺 How do they feel emotionally when they eat too much? - honestly Not Great . they feel pretty stupid since its usually their fault. but as long as jesses there to make them feel better its fine

📅 How frequently do they get into tummy shenanigans? - ALL the dam time they are SUCH a snacker they have No self control. jesses the only thing keeping them from eating until they pop

🥘 What's the most they've eaten in one sitting? How did they feel afterwards? - thats a tough one bc theres been a lot of times shes eaten Way beyond her capacity & generally does Not feel good afterwards bc her bellys so tight it hurts so the Very most shes ever eaten would probably be like, legit-ready-to-burst shedding-some-tears level discomfort. would have to think more on how much she could take before getting to that point

👕 Have they ever had a belly-induced wardrobe malfunction? (popped button, shirt riding up, etc) How did they feel about it? - i think usually she wears pretty safe clothes if she anticipates eating a lot but im sure theres been some time when she made the mistake of wearing something a little too snug & had her belly pop out at some inopportune time. i think shes the type who can laugh it off tho

🫄 Has there ever been a time when their belly was so bloated that it got in their way/made a task difficult? - almost certainly. shes tiny & her belly sticks out pretty far when she overeats so if she has to like Reach for something her bellys gonna be pushed up against somethin. or if shes like sitting with a laptop her bellys gonna be gettin in the way. & if shes trying to button her pants with an already-too-stuffed belly Forget It

🕴️ Is there a certain type of situation that frequently results in tummy shenanigans for them? - snacks. they have NO self control when it comes to snacks. if theyre eating & theres still more snacks they will continue to eat the snacks regardless of how full their belly is. jesse has to stop them sometimes

💭 Have they ever had a memorable tummy shenanigans incident that other people still bring up to this day? - she overeats so frequently that its hard to pick one single event but i think there was a time when she was so completely stuffed & like way too full but she couldnt burp even tho she really needed to & jesse, who is a nervous individual when it comes to that sort of thing, was like Oh My God Oh Fuck Shes Going To Explode What Do I Do & dan is the one who brings it up bc looking back on it is funny

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doodle 2 accompany

[ID: a doodle of a woman sitting in a car seat holding a large empty smoothie cup, looking uncomfortable as her very bloated belly emits numerous gurgling sounds. her girlfriend sits beside her in the driver's seat, looking concerned, and a thought bubble shows a balloon with a pin getting ready to pop it.]

Can we have a Dan with a very gurgly tummy?

made teeny tiny little snippet of writing instead of drawing Forgive Me

[stuffing/liquid bloat, brief burping & belly rubs, light & silly burst teasing]

Jesse wondered sometimes how Dan managed to fit so much into her tiny belly, but there was never any wondering where it all went. Her tummy stuck out round and tight, fully exposed under her little crop top, and somehow, she was still going. Soft gulping sounds punctuated the ambient noise of the car, and Jesse could hear her belly rumbling as it filled up with more and more smoothie.

"Don't you feel sick? Your belly looks about ready to blow," he said, reaching out to give her distended tummy a cautious pat. It was stretched tight and hard, and he could feel it gurgling under his hand.

"Not really. Just full," she said, sipping on her shake. Jesse chuckled.

"That seems like an understatement."

Dan finally finished the enormous smoothie, and her stomach felt exactly how it looked: overstuffed and ready to pop. Smoothies were a weakness of hers; when she was drinking one, she just couldn't stop no matter how full she was, and she was regretting having gotten such a big one. Her bloated tummy grumbled and gurgled as it strained to process the enormous quantity of liquid that had been forced into it. Jesse glanced warily down at her bulging belly as it groaned and bubbled.

"Sheez, you even sound like you're gonna pop," he remarked, only half joking.

"Ooh, I think I might," Dan groaned, rubbing her drum-tight tummy. "Don't let me get such a big one next time." Suddenly, a big pocket of air bubbled up under her hand with a loud rumble, and she let out a long burp. Jesse laughed.

"Bet that felt good," he chuckled, taking one hand off the wheel to rub her belly. It was still remarkably bloated, but didn't feel quite so pressurized anymore.

"Yeah, it did," she giggled, letting her head fall back against the headrest.