Outside of extreme danger, and outside of a concert, Sarge had been hoping for a long time to properly talk with Chomby. He looked at himself in the mirror. He patted his cheeks. They were certainly more plump than they had been months ago. He hoisted up his belly, finding that its heft was certainly at a size he was used to. He missed the feeling of having difficulties reaching the front of his belly....

"Sarge?" Came the familiar voice of Chomby.

Sarge wagged his tail and backed out of the bathroom to the hallway. "Chomby?" He asked.

"Yeah. Took them a while to transform, but I think I'm here... and wow do I feel heavy." Chomby's voice called from the living room.

"I expected as much," Sarge said in his teasing tone as he walked down the hall.

When he turned the corner, he saw his soundbyte friend standing in the living room, gently hefting up their own belly. It was bigger than his own, and it looked quite soft.

Sarge couldn't help but gawk. "Well, uh... good to see you again, buddy!" Sarge opened his arms for a hug.

Chomby looked up from his belly and took a moment to process Sarge's request. When he did, he tilted his head to the side. His lips attempted to curl upward, but he still had the plastered frown on his face. "This isn't our first time you know. Why are you treating it so 'mystically'." Chomby walked over and attempted to hug Sarge. The two felt their bellies squish together, preventing them from fully embracing.

"Because it's rare," Sarge chuckled. He looked down at their bellies and felt his tail wag even harder. "Well, maybe we can't hug, but at least I get to properly feel a bellybump with you." Sarge leaned into Chomby's belly. He could feel the warm fluff much better than inside their mindscape. "So, outside of immediate danger, and outside of a heart-to-heart at a concert... this could also be our 'first time meeting', dontcha think?"

Chomby looked down at the bellies for a moment, concentrating on the flustered emotions he was feeling at this given moment. He then looked up at Sarge and placed a hand on the werewolf's belly. "This is what you planned for the first time we'd meet in real life?"

"Well, I WAS planning on doing it at the concert, but I had to put on a lot of weight first," Sarge huffed. "It isn't easy to put on an extra hundred or so pounds...."

Chomby stayed silent. He was enjoying the warm, soft appeal of the werewolf's weight. Mixing Sarge's personality with his current, rounded frame just gave Chomby an air of calm.

"Though, you're saying it like it's a bad thing?" Sarge asked, arching one of his brows.

"No, not bad at all..." Chomby felt his cheeks run hot. "I just... heck... uh.... Let me think." Chomby felt his body instinctively lean forward more, pressing more of his weight into Sarge. "It's... uh... you're... uh.... Oh heck."

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A bit of a "break" between all these song covers and story chapters. Enjoy a "first-time-meetup-that-isn't-life-threatening-or-a-heart-to-heart-post-concert" scenario. Sarge had been wanting to do this for a while. Chomby had that same mindset.

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