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“Please tell me I’m still dreaming.” Salem had been abruptly woken up for the third time by Joan. She hadn’t slept all night to help with Joan’s problem and planned to sleep through the day. Salem blinked. It wouldn’t come to pass as she stared bewildered at Joan. “I may be hallucinating, but did you gain weight… again?” “Something like this.” Joan tugged her tunic into her skirt, though it didn’t help to hide her growing abdomen. “...can we do another examination? I have a few questions.” Sighing, Salem let Joan inside. “I’ll make us some tea. You know the procedure by now.” Munching on her new slimedrop creation that worked like bubblegum, Salem popped the bubble, chewed on it again and swallowed it—since they were meant to be consumed and not thrown away. She chewed on a new gum, prodded Joan’s soft belly and folded her arms. “According to my analysis,” she popped another slimegum into her mouth, “you’ve gained at least 2 more kilograms since this morning… I can’t believe it

“Eupepsia!” Joan fell unconscious when Salem cast her spell. She didn’t recall what happened afterwards before the sun’s morning rays stirred her alongside the dreadful feeling in her stomach. “Ergh,” Joan drowsily rubbed her belly underneath her tunic. “I’m hungry.” Standing up with some groggy difficulty, Joan staggered some steps and stopped before Salem’s large magic mirror. She blinked for a second before she realised what was going on. Then she screamed. “Heh? WHAT!?” Salem stirred, also awake; her dark eye circles were actual dark eye bags now as she slept on her chair. “Joan, what happened-” “What happened to me!?” Joan cried. “I’m- I-” “Well, you got a bit chubby-” “This isn’t chub anymore!” Joan whined and lifted up her belly, which was an actual belly now. “I got fat! How?” Joan undressed for an impromptu examination by Salem and stood in her underwear before her. Her belly was bigger than it had been a few days ago. It looked and felt like dough with no inch of

Joan was truly embarrassed with herself. She had voluntarily swallowed an entire slime. Her belly was full and loud. It churned with the slime trying to get out, but Joan trusted her stomach could hold it in like some sort of prison. She heaved herself up and rubbed her belly, which sloshed slightly. Thanks to her tunic over her rounded belly, nothing looked out of the ordinary, but Joan felt bigger. She pulled up her tunic and rubbed her taut belly. It felt like a drum filled with too much water or beer. “This was… a lot,” huffed Joan, tugging the hem of her tunic back into her skirt and returning to her job. She still had a quest to finish and couldn’t distract herself further. Slimes needed to be collected and baits to be placed. However, she didn’t expect to feel so uneasy in the presence of slimes now. It was like she had a burning pit inside her stomach whenever she looked at the slimes Joan was collecting. The first one was easy to ignore, the second barely, but the third one?

“I am telling you, Joan, there’s nothing wrong with you.” “You have to believe me, please, Salem.” After remembering what had transpired last night during the quest, Joan panicked, recalling every detail in her drunken state. How the slime had attacked her and how it almost suffocated her. By a miracle, did she survive this encounter in the most bizarre way she could imagine. She had swallowed it, consuming it wholly when it entered her throat. Not like she had any other choice. Joan wasn’t in her right mind. It was a life-and-death situation. She still had trouble processing it were it not for the glaring evidence. “Even if you say that,” Salem began, tapping her arm. “The examination showed nothing abnormal in your bloodstream, stats, or anywhere else.” “Please, Salem, you have to believe me.” “Even if you say that, I don’t think there is much to check.” Salem was a witch and dark magician from a demonic race. She looked human with her long blond hair, but her sharp eyes with

Being an adventure was supposed to be the greatest opportunity a young person could dream of. Meeting new people, making friends, becoming rich, saving the prince/princess and defeating the great evil—aka the demon lord. “Joan, I am so sorry to say this…” But who could have imagined adventuring could also be so demanding and discouraging? “You are out of the party. We wish you the very best on your journey… but without us.” “Wait, please don’t–” Joan pleaded with her former party member. She was supposed to be an essential frontliner. A warrior to keep the party safe and deal damage. Though Joan was still a beginner and was just brought back to her feet for the 5th time on this quest—their priest was more than a little miffed. “Joan, please, don’t make this harder than it already is.” Their leader, a dark mage, held the bridge of her nose and let out an exasperated groan. “You should quit the adventuring life.” “No…” Joan let go of the leader and watched how her party left her in

Elaine woke up in the middle of the night in a daze. She felt incredibly sick which was accompanied by a heavy headache. A groan escaped her throat and she held her belly as her stomach was grumbling. She curled herself up on the couch, folding her arms around her stomach. “I don’t feel so good.” “You don’t look so well,” Elaine heard the high voice of someone talking to her but was in too much pain to listen. “Here, this will help.” Something brushed against her lips and entered her mouth. At first, it was cool but contrary to her belief it wasn’t nasty medicine and tasted like syrup. It was the last thing she wished to taste after the last food contest at the bakery. She wished for something bitter instead. “Eww, too sweat, no more.” Elaine spat out half of it. After all, she couldn’t do it. An hour later Elaine woke up again and still felt sick. “Here, try this again.” The taste was now bitter, much to Elaine’s comfort to wash down the sweetness that lingered in her mouth. It

“This is it, time’s up.” “One more minute, I can still- urp.” “Miss, the event is over now. One more minute won’t change anything about the results.” Dejected, Elena left the table, groaning as she held her paining belly. “What was I thinking, of course, I couldn’t win it,” she said, massaging the small orb that formed underneath her buttoned shirt. After hearing how Lilian was winning in eating contests Elena felt jealous, left out and embarrassed. So much so that she signed up for one herself. Now she felt even more embarrassed when she ended up in last place. Elena was never a big eater and a small girl who would regularly go on a diet to maintain her slim figure. There was no way she would be standing a chance in this kind of contest with her physique. “How did Lilian do it?” she wondered, rubbing the side of her belly. Getting to know Lilian over the years Elena never thought of her taking part in those kinds of events or being able to consume so much food in such a short

“Lima, do you think I’ve put on more weight?” “Huh?” Hearing Lilian’s question Lima felt like sweating. It was an early morning for the two of them but after so many irregular sleeping hours they decided to try and get up early. “Why do you ask?” “It’s just,” Lilian tugged her purple shirt into her pants and looked at herself in front of the mirror. “I don’t know, maybe it’s just my imagination- what are you doing?” “Nothing,” answered Lima as she was in her even chubbier form after the eating contests from yesterday. She really looked much bigger and Lilian wondered how she had managed to hide that big slime inside of her own stomach all the time. Curiously though Lima was sucking in her belly and out as if she was trying to hide it. “I am experimenting. After yesterday I noticed I have a hard time controlling and compressing so much slime at once. The bigger I get the harder it is so I am trying to change that.” “Oh, that’s good. Good luck with that but can we get back to

“This will be,” Lilian let out a sigh. “Interesting, I guess?” “Less talking Lilian and eat me already!” complained Lima, unable to wait much longer. They were currently hiding in a public restroom area right outside of the event. “No need to get so angry with me,” Lilian opened her mouth widely with the ‘ahhhh’ sound Lima insisted on. Like last time Lilian was taken off guard by Lima’s invasion of her mouth. No matter how much she prepared for it she could hardly get used to it. Breathing became hard but endurable as Lima made quick progress to slide down Lilian’s throat. Holding her belly Lilian could feel how she was slowly filling out her overall and shirt until it was as big as when Lilian and Lima faked a pregnant body. “All settled in,” Inside Lilian’s stomach Lima compressed herself as far as she could allow herself. “I- I still need a minute,” panted Lilian, holding her belly which was heavier than last time but well contained inside the overall. She was only slightly

“Today is the day, are you ready?” Lilian announced the news by sounding as chipper as she could possibly master. “I’m double ready!” But Lima could do it much better, using all her slime body to show it. Lilian promised they would be going outside when she recovered. Eventually she had to realise how much time they had spent indoors. Way too much. “Are you fit enough Lilian?” Lima made a worried expression. “I am, no need to worry,” Lilian placed a hand down on her hip and chest. She still was a bit irritated by the sensation of the added fat on her body but she got used to it by now. The rest of Lima’s slime inside Lilian’s stomach was by now fully digested, speeding up her recovery but to her dismay it increased her body fat. Yesterday she was unable to hide her belly or tug her shirt into her pants but it wasn’t something to worry about anymore. She wasn’t sure if it was normal but it all had settled down properly and digested quicker than she anticipated. Her pants and