Burp (Story in Description)
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Decided to write a story for this.
It was just a quest, just a simple quest. So how did it end up like this? These were the thoughts that flowed into Ina’s mind as she slowly awoke staring at the ceiling of the dungeon. ‘Why did I even let Brook talk me into coming here?’ she said in her mind as she lifted her hand to her face, her arm feeling oddly heavier than before. Maybe she was exhausted from the fight, maybe she took an even bigger beating from the boss despite having a notification stating that she won the fight. These thoughts came to an end once her hand reached her face, feeling an odd and plush sensation coming from both her face and her palm.
Ina slowly pulled her hand away from her muzzle to notice how not only were her digits rather soft and bloated, but her entire arm seemed to be covered in a layer of fat. Normally at the sight of this issue she would be shocked, but Ina had been through enough of these escapades to know that the tavern keeping feline had set her up yet again on another weight related trap.
Ina hoisted herself up to survey the damage, catching all of the lumpy damage in her view as she worked to sit up using her arms, catching a glimpse of her reflection in a nearby crystal, confirming her suspicion.
Her body was bloated to obese proportions, her arms were heavy looking as the thick fat around her biceps sagged and began to wrap the top of her forearms. Her legs resembling overstuffed sausages, with her tail matching that description. Her torso area seemed to suffer the most damage, as her gut was both heavily padded with fat but also feeling incredibly taught and stuffed, with a gurgling noise constantly coming from it. A brief feeling of disappointment seemed to hit her as she noticed that hardly any of this new fat seemed to have gone to her chest. One detail that Ina didn’t pay too much mind to, mostly because it was another issue that always happened when something like this happened was that she was completely undressed as the rapid weight gain must have completely diminished the durability of her gear.
As Ina observed her new puffy cheeks, she noticed some multicolored smudges on her cheeks and chin, as well as a juice like substance dripping from her mouth. As she studied her reflection she also noticed similar stains on her chest, which she assumed got there in the same way that the marks on her face did. After analyzing the color of the stains some more she rolled her eyes and began to think of how obvious this trap was considering the boss was an odd liquid like entity named “Lord of the Ever Generous Harvest”, she even had a fruity taste in her mouth that just wouldn’t go away.
Ina tried to sit up more, but as she pushed herself up, her legs caused her belly to slightly squeeze into itself, triggering a chain reaction of pressure build up and a series of gurgling noises rising from her stomach. Before she could lower her legs to stop the discomfort the pressure quickly rose from her stomach, shot up through her throat and forces a booming and drawn-out belch out of her maw.
As the faux roar began to end the porcine dragon quickly lowered her legs, causing her belly to quickly drop, triggering more gurgling and another belch, however this one was fairly weaker than the last. Once the daze from the back-to-back reactions ended, Ina pulled down her user HUD to check what else was wrong as that explosion didn’t seem right.
Underneath her health bar seemed to be a few debuffs that seemed foreign to her. Ina slowly began reading the effects to find out what was going on.
1) Curse – Glutton’s Prize: Player character’s frame upgraded to obese, weight cannot drop below current level until curse is cured. Stamina consumption increased and mobility reduced.
2) Curse – Gaseous Bloat: Stomach filled with gasses to an impeded level. Any physical interaction to player’s belly area will trigger Roaring Belch, interrupting all actions.
3) Curse – Rude Interruption: Any vocal action from the player will trigger Roaring Belch, interrupting all actions.
The first debuff was one that Ina was all too familiar with, as it was one she commonly faced when Brook was involved. However, the other two were new. Ina had already experienced the reaction of the Gaseous Bloat debuff, but the Rude Interruption status didn’t seem like too much of an issue as she wasn’t a caster, so a sort of silencing effect shouldn’t affect her.
Ina slowly hoisted herself up to her feet, taking slight belch pauses whenever her gut made too much motion. Once Ina was back onto her feet. She brought up her inventory screen and quickly equipped some loose cosmetic gear she had stored for whenever these situations occurred. Once her flabby frame was covered, the dragon pulled out a recall crystal and began to channel a portal out of the dungeon. Ina prepared to utter the vocal command to activate the crystal’s rift, however has she inhaled a chain reaction began in her belly as pressure built up and forced itself up her throat as she spoke.
“Reca-uuuuUUUUUUUURRRRRP” Ina bellowed as another powerful belch left her maw, interrupting the channeling. As she was shaken up by the roar, Ina wondered why she was interrupted, there wasn’t any sudden movement to her bloated gut, all she did was try to cast-
And then it dawned on her. It wasn’t just abilities that were tied to that last debuff, ANY vocal actions would trigger a belch. This meant that the poor dragon would have to haul her over encumbered frame out of the dungeon manually.
Before Ina began her long and painful trudge out of the dungeon, she decided to try one more idea before forcing her heavy frame to walk back: She’d try to reach out to Brook and see if that mangy cat could warp her back to the tavern so the dragon could throttle her. As Ina pulled up the chat menu she attempted to type out a message, only to find out that her bloated digits were hitting multiple keys. As this plan failed, Ina attempted to hit the audio transcribe button only to stop herself as she remembered what would happen if she tried to speak. With an exasperated sigh, followed by a burp, Ina closed her menu and began the slow and exhausting trudge back home. And as the road was rough with a few extra physical challenges, she found her return to be a rather noisy one.
Decided to write a story for this.
It was just a quest, just a simple quest. So how did it end up like this? These were the thoughts that flowed into Ina’s mind as she slowly awoke staring at the ceiling of the dungeon. ‘Why did I even let Brook talk me into coming here?’ she said in her mind as she lifted her hand to her face, her arm feeling oddly heavier than before. Maybe she was exhausted from the fight, maybe she took an even bigger beating from the boss despite having a notification stating that she won the fight. These thoughts came to an end once her hand reached her face, feeling an odd and plush sensation coming from both her face and her palm.
Ina slowly pulled her hand away from her muzzle to notice how not only were her digits rather soft and bloated, but her entire arm seemed to be covered in a layer of fat. Normally at the sight of this issue she would be shocked, but Ina had been through enough of these escapades to know that the tavern keeping feline had set her up yet again on another weight related trap.
Ina hoisted herself up to survey the damage, catching all of the lumpy damage in her view as she worked to sit up using her arms, catching a glimpse of her reflection in a nearby crystal, confirming her suspicion.
Her body was bloated to obese proportions, her arms were heavy looking as the thick fat around her biceps sagged and began to wrap the top of her forearms. Her legs resembling overstuffed sausages, with her tail matching that description. Her torso area seemed to suffer the most damage, as her gut was both heavily padded with fat but also feeling incredibly taught and stuffed, with a gurgling noise constantly coming from it. A brief feeling of disappointment seemed to hit her as she noticed that hardly any of this new fat seemed to have gone to her chest. One detail that Ina didn’t pay too much mind to, mostly because it was another issue that always happened when something like this happened was that she was completely undressed as the rapid weight gain must have completely diminished the durability of her gear.
As Ina observed her new puffy cheeks, she noticed some multicolored smudges on her cheeks and chin, as well as a juice like substance dripping from her mouth. As she studied her reflection she also noticed similar stains on her chest, which she assumed got there in the same way that the marks on her face did. After analyzing the color of the stains some more she rolled her eyes and began to think of how obvious this trap was considering the boss was an odd liquid like entity named “Lord of the Ever Generous Harvest”, she even had a fruity taste in her mouth that just wouldn’t go away.
Ina tried to sit up more, but as she pushed herself up, her legs caused her belly to slightly squeeze into itself, triggering a chain reaction of pressure build up and a series of gurgling noises rising from her stomach. Before she could lower her legs to stop the discomfort the pressure quickly rose from her stomach, shot up through her throat and forces a booming and drawn-out belch out of her maw.
As the faux roar began to end the porcine dragon quickly lowered her legs, causing her belly to quickly drop, triggering more gurgling and another belch, however this one was fairly weaker than the last. Once the daze from the back-to-back reactions ended, Ina pulled down her user HUD to check what else was wrong as that explosion didn’t seem right.
Underneath her health bar seemed to be a few debuffs that seemed foreign to her. Ina slowly began reading the effects to find out what was going on.
1) Curse – Glutton’s Prize: Player character’s frame upgraded to obese, weight cannot drop below current level until curse is cured. Stamina consumption increased and mobility reduced.
2) Curse – Gaseous Bloat: Stomach filled with gasses to an impeded level. Any physical interaction to player’s belly area will trigger Roaring Belch, interrupting all actions.
3) Curse – Rude Interruption: Any vocal action from the player will trigger Roaring Belch, interrupting all actions.
The first debuff was one that Ina was all too familiar with, as it was one she commonly faced when Brook was involved. However, the other two were new. Ina had already experienced the reaction of the Gaseous Bloat debuff, but the Rude Interruption status didn’t seem like too much of an issue as she wasn’t a caster, so a sort of silencing effect shouldn’t affect her.
Ina slowly hoisted herself up to her feet, taking slight belch pauses whenever her gut made too much motion. Once Ina was back onto her feet. She brought up her inventory screen and quickly equipped some loose cosmetic gear she had stored for whenever these situations occurred. Once her flabby frame was covered, the dragon pulled out a recall crystal and began to channel a portal out of the dungeon. Ina prepared to utter the vocal command to activate the crystal’s rift, however has she inhaled a chain reaction began in her belly as pressure built up and forced itself up her throat as she spoke.
“Reca-uuuuUUUUUUUURRRRRP” Ina bellowed as another powerful belch left her maw, interrupting the channeling. As she was shaken up by the roar, Ina wondered why she was interrupted, there wasn’t any sudden movement to her bloated gut, all she did was try to cast-
And then it dawned on her. It wasn’t just abilities that were tied to that last debuff, ANY vocal actions would trigger a belch. This meant that the poor dragon would have to haul her over encumbered frame out of the dungeon manually.
Before Ina began her long and painful trudge out of the dungeon, she decided to try one more idea before forcing her heavy frame to walk back: She’d try to reach out to Brook and see if that mangy cat could warp her back to the tavern so the dragon could throttle her. As Ina pulled up the chat menu she attempted to type out a message, only to find out that her bloated digits were hitting multiple keys. As this plan failed, Ina attempted to hit the audio transcribe button only to stop herself as she remembered what would happen if she tried to speak. With an exasperated sigh, followed by a burp, Ina closed her menu and began the slow and exhausting trudge back home. And as the road was rough with a few extra physical challenges, she found her return to be a rather noisy one.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Dragon (Other)
Size 1200 x 1082px
File Size 1.17 MB
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