msparp john/fatrose +kan/rox/wv soda/belly/burps/bodyworship

MAYOR: *Cans. Distraught, scattered, disorganized cans with no home, no proper place, no organization. No architecture! No civic planning! A disgrace. Awful stupid disgrace. This needed cleaning up. This needed someone. This needed a mayor.*
MAYOR: *Slowly begins putting cans up into the shapes of buildings and drawing roads between them in chalk according to the design philosophies of New Urbanism*
KANAYA: *Oh hey, he's here. How cute. Kanaya of course understands little of the Mayor's importance, and watches him put together his center of Democracy and Honor from a distance with a neutral expression.*
MAYOR: *The little guy seems quite intent on stacking every single one of the cans, continuously repositioning according to plans only he knows. Wait. Does he have ALL of the soda? When did he have time to steal all the cans?*
ROXY: ....oh hey, TaB®! *She picks up a can and cracks it open*
MAYOR: *The Mayor waves their hands at Roxy, seemingly flustered at this flagrant disregard for urban planning. He even hops in place.*
KANAYA: Well
KANAYA: I Guess That Is Where All The Soda Went
KANAYA: And The Soup
KANAYA: And The Canned Pineapple
KANAYA: Roxy You Are Distressing Him
KANAYA: *lol what an idiot.*
ROXY: what? oh fuck sorry lil guy! u wanted some too?
ROXY: *she opens a new can for him*
KANAYA: ...
KANAYA: Watching This Is Like Observing A Hissbeast Eat Its Own Tail
MAYOR: *Sweet, sweet, TAB-based ambrosia. He...he couldn't. Well. Perhaps one can. He paused in place, taking the can and clutching it with both hands close to his chest. He'd just...reorganize. Sip.*
ROXY: there ya go! :D *she took another sip, letting out a tiny burp*
KANAYA: He Is Very Sensitive About His Pretend Little Town Roxy
KANAYA: The Cans Represent His Building Blocks I Guess
KANAYA: *Haha remember when she went Kanzilla in rage. Good times.*
ROXY: ooooh is that what that is? i thought it was like....anal organizin
KANAYA: It Was Like What
MAYOR: *The Mayor had already guzzled his can empty. Never leave a man alone with such heavenly fluid. Playing with the empty can, he crushed it to a flat, crumpled disk without really thinking, startling himself with the noise. Wait...He held the disk up, peering at it. Considering the possibilities for paving.*
MAYOR: *Putting it down, The Mayor drew a set of circles marking a boardwalk of sorts, putting the can in one of the positions. Then, he tugged on Roxy's skirt to get her attention, pointing right at the series of chalk circles still empty.*
ROXY: oh....kk hang on *she crushed her can and set it on a circle*
ROXY: like that?
MAYOR: *Nodded. Success! This required a fistpump*
ROXY: *epic fistbump!* hehe hell yeah!

ROSE: :Rose quietly wandered into the room, casually drinking a can of coke and glancing around. Oh hey, Can Town.:
ROXY: oh shit hey rose! wheres the coke?
ROXY: cokes way better than this diet tab bizz
MAYOR: *Peered about, pondering which cans would best be suited for the job. Grabbing one in each hand from an unfinished hostel, he held them up at Roxy.*
ROSE: Hm? It's never been particularly hard to find, given the circumstances. If you'd like some, help yourself.
ROXY: okie dok! *she just...had a can of coke appear in her hand. even though tab is technically coke as well, regular coke was much better*
ROXY: *she passes the mayor her empty coke can for the lil town* there ya go
MAYOR: *Quickly stamped flat and put into an aesthetically pleasing and harmonious position. More success!*
MAYOR: *Darted off to some different room, holding a piece of black and yellow chalk in either hand. He was of the opinion Roxy needed a uniform*
ROXY: huh? whatcha got there lil guy?
ROSE: :Chuckling a bit at the Mayor's antics, Rose casually downed the last of her own can, bending down to set it with the others, and retrieving another for her own idle sipping.:
MAYOR: *When the Mayor returned, he carried two elastic bands, colored in yellow and black diagonal stripes with CONSTRUCTION written on one side. The sashes were happily tossed over Rose and Roxy's shoulders, The Mayor beaming with civic pride*
ROXY: awwww, thats SO cute :D *she just HAD to pick up and hug the mayor!*
MAYOR: *Squirmed. This was an indignity! A comfortable indignity, but he had an image to maintain.*
ROXY: *she put him down, grabbed a six pack and tapped her can with roses* looks like were gonna be workin buds now
ROSE: :Raising an eyebrow at the sash, she let it be tossed over one of her shoulders, watching Roxy squeeze the small carapacian as she sipped her drink. When Roxy turned back to her, the heavy blonde shrugged a bit, eyeing the six-pack.:
ROSE: This isn't quite what I expected when I applied for a work visa, to be fair.
ROXY: yeah but look at this city of cantown
ROXY: someones gotta chug a fuck tonna soda to get its roads up and going and its us!
MAYOR: *Nodded quickly. There'd be a promotion in the works if things went well! He held out his hands to his new workers to give them INTRODUCTORY HANDSHAKES*
ROXY: :) *she shook the mayors tiny hand respectfully*
ROSE: Well, I'm certainly not opposed to donating construction materials to such a worthy cause, although I'm skeptical to how quickly such a project would be completed with only two of us.
ROSE: :It isn't like she's gone through liters at a time or anything. Casual, almost chaste sip.:
ROSE: :And yet she had already finished her second can. Whoops. Shrugging, she set it down, before lowering herself onto the nearest couch and reclining a bit, idly contemplating a third for the sake of the city.:
ROXY: yeeeeaaaaaah, me either *just as chaste sip, just as untrue history (partially helped by cans of alcohol.)*
MAYOR: *He shook Roxy's hand firmly. A mayor had to have a strong shake. He milled around the taller girls legs, taking empty cans off them and quickly stomping them flat.*

KANAYA: So
KANAYA: What Are You Doing Now
ROXY: chugging soda to help build cantown city
KANAYA: How Is It That You All Manage To Get Tied Up In Such
KANAYA: A Ridiculous And Childish Scheme
MAYOR: *The Mayor picks up a can in both hands, toddling over to Kanaya and lifting up to offer to her. Think of Cantown.*
ROSE: There's something endearing about it all. A sort of enjoyable innocence that's hard to try and shun. That, and the Mayor is an excellent individual.
ROSE: :Slurp. So much for contemplating.:
KANAYA: *Kanaya frowns, staring down at the little carapacian and taking the can in her hands.*
KANAYA: I Guess So
ROXY: plus the can people need roads D: how else are they gonna get to school and work
KANAYA: What Is The Intent Of This Specific Turn Of Events Though
ROSE: Infrastructural improvements, apparently.
KANAYA: *She sort of just. Sinks her upper and lower fangs both into the side of the can. With a bit of a crunch and a firm hiss, they poke through and she glugs down the can with supernatural swiftness.*
MAYOR: *Nodded at Kanaya, before grabbing another band and sitting on his knees. She'd need a construction sash as well. This was a time for chalk*
ROXY: good work deputy constructioner maryam! :D
ROSE: I'm surprised we aren't just outsourcing the material preparations to you.
KANAYA: Three Is Better Than One
KANAYA: Honestly
KANAYA: What Is He Doing
ROXY: getting u signed up and stuff :p cant be in this linna work wothout the proper sashwear
MAYOR: *Sat up, looking down at the scribbled on sash. Yellow, black, with the word "FOREMAN" on the front in the Mayors clutched-piece handwriting. The dignified position (and elastic sash) was offered to Kanaya with all the gravitas one of her gravity deserved*
KANAYA: Oh No Really Im Honored But -
KANAYA: *nnngh.*
KANAYA: I Uh
KANAYA: Thank You
KANAYA: *She's perturbed, but decides to play along, adorning the sash.*
ROXY: *pats kanaya on the back back* welcome to tha crew :D
ROXY: *her own sash is starting to lift against her bloating belly*
KANAYA: Dont Touch Me
ROSE: :Rose just looks amused at Kanaya's reaction, leaning back a bit and drinking the last of her third can with a soft sigh. Mmnh. She wasn't incredibly full, but three cans in such a short span probably warranted a breather.:
ROXY: oh...k
KANAYA: But In All Honesty This Would Be Sped Up If Either Of You Possessed Fangs
KANAYA: And A Ludicrous Bite Strength
KANAYA: Claws Even
KANAYA: Or A High Capacity For Liquids
ROXY: ummmm....scuse u!
ROXY: back in my day i could hold all sorts of liquids B)
KANAYA: Fascinating
MAYOR: *Positioned himself in between his foreman and worker, holding out his hands. Can't let morale drop! No infighting in the ranks!*
ROSE: Somehow I get the feeling that liquid capacity is the least problematic aspect of our different biologies.
ROSE: :She glanced at Roxy, reclining a bit on the couch.:
KANAYA: True
KANAYA: *Her golden eyes blink once, then drift down to the Mayor in her way. With a grunt, Kanaya ignores Roxy and takes another two cans. They fall like the first, with hisses and metallic crunches of their death throes.*
ROXY: cmon we got th*BRAP!*
ROXY: ...pfffffft did u guys hear that baby!
MAYOR: *Well, he supposed there'd always be tensions. And not just in his workers clothes. The Mayor took up the duty of bending over to pick up the cans, a job that would quickly become difficult for the other three*

ROSE: :Rose gave an amused huff at Roxy, brow raised, before glancing to Kanaya and oh. Well, oh well. Might as well get in on the party, then. Her fourth can is opened, and she takes a slow sip, savoring it despite the tangible heft of the first three in her already-large yet still not particularly swollen midriff.:
ROXY: *roxy got back to work, she was on the clock and this is serious bussiness! time is cans and cans is bloated girls*
KANAYA: *The cans drop at her feet, occasionally bouncing off of her stomach as she reaches for another pair. Again and again the cycle goes on, the girl actually seeming pretty ravenous at the feeling of so much liquid going donn her throat -- she's slowly but surely bloating.*
MAYOR: *Began delivering cans to the girls in need, mixing in cans of pineapple and other fruits in with the soda. Had to have variation of color in your artistic pavement!*
ROXY: *she literally just drank a can of pineapples, followed by a can of bread. void powers may have been used in the emptying process*
KANAYA: *Kanaya. What are you doing. Do not rip off the tops with your teeth. That is dangerous.*
KANAYA: *But she does. Once she realizes a can isn't full of soda, Kanaya's teeth sink into the top of the can and tear off both the lid and most of the tip with a sickening series of rips and crunches.*
ROSE: :Rose hmmed a bit at the other cans, preferring to just focus on her cola. Speaking of which, she was clearly going at a slower pace than the others, taking slow, steady gulps and gently working her way through two or three more cans. She had begun to hiccup softly, occasionally giving a light, mouthy burp under her breath, and licked her lips a bit as she leaned back, her sizable gut pressing out against her thankfully-look godhood a bit more from how much she had imbibed.:
MAYOR: *The Mayor saw that he'd chosen the right foreman for the job. Ingenuity! Hard work! Terrifying fervor! That deserved recognition. A series of three pats to the construction equipment would do. Which meant he'd be patting her gut.*
KANAYA: *A sliver of canned peach carcass hung out from between Kanaya's teeth as the Mayor patted her generously swollen middle, the anatomy snug in her sweater and showing the indent of her navel quiet clearly.*
KANAYA: I Am Assuming The Gesture Was Meant Positively
MAYOR: *Perhaps a thumbs up was in order*
ROXY: *roxy was clearly in the middle in terms of productivity. her sash now strained against her belly, swollen with soda and gas&
ROXY: *and bread*
ROSE: I'd be surprised if it wasn't, knowing him.
KANAYA: *Shloop. The bit of peach goes down, and the Rainbow Drinker reaches for something else. Canned cherries. How nice. And also messy.*
KANAYA: Mmnn
KANAYA: Bit Of An Odd Thing To Get Excited Over
KANAYA: *She's getting food though so who cares.*
ROXY: *roxy was struggling to rip open a can of soup*
ROSE: :She hiccuped, her body bouncing a bit, and she idly cracked open another cola. She had lost count of how much she had downed, but even with her deliberate pacing she was starting to feel the strain, free hand sliding to her tummy to gently rub the round mass through her orange robes. She likely wouldn't admit it, but part of the reason she was stymying her own burps was to feel the way her midriff pushed out a bit more, the familiar sensation eliciting a silent murmur from the soda-filled girl as she ignored the offerings of solids in favor of steadily building up her backlog of empty soda cans.:
MAYOR: *Toddled over to Roxy, pulling the can from her hands if she let him, to rip it open with his own teeth. Confound these cans without easy-open tabs. They vexed his less inhuman workers*
ROXY: thanks sir! :) *she gave him a grateful pat on the head before chugging*
ROXY: u ok there rose? u sound p bloated
KANAYA: Shes Fine I Think
KANAYA: My Recommendation Is Going Easy On The Soda
KANAYA: It Only Bloats You Quicker
KANAYA: *Here Kanaya stifles a hiccup, chooses to lean against one of the couches in a sitting poosition with a generous pile of cans in front of her, tummy hanging out onto her lap.*
ROSE: :The last of her current can was downed, and she dropped it, leaning back on the couch and giving a slow, deep exhale through her nose, before glancing at the others.:
ROSE: Mm. It's alright, really. Just give m-hic 'ca moment.
ROXY: aaah...gotcha! *she chuckled, seeing the other girls hiccuping. she was no different, but heres were quiet, but with bigger chest bounces*
MAYOR: *He moved over to Rose, feeling he needed to spread around the attention! Can't play favorites. Bad for morale. He hopped up on the couch, scrambling to get into one of the free cushions. His legs didn't even reach the ground*
ROSE: :She looked bloated, too, stomach clearly rising up more than usual as she leaned back and let it bulge onto her lap, feeling the strain from the watery weight. As the Mayor hopped up, she gave him a sideglance, one hand resting on her tummy and the other cracking open another can to slowly sip.:
KANAYA: *Continue to gorge. She's getting a little slower though, leting the empty cans pile up next to her, ripping open a new one seemingly every moment, and at this point it's as though every can would push out her middle a bit more.*
ROXY: *she grabbed a few more cans, doing more deconstruction to cantown than construction at this point. it tasted good though*
MAYOR: *He patted at Rose's arm, thinking the human looked a bit strained. The other two were more than eager! Perhaps Rose needed a promotion to get her in better mood to work. Reaching over with the black-chalk to the sash over Rose's stomach, The Mayor would scribble "Executive" right next to Construction. A meaningless title, but a promotion nonetheless! Of course, writing on the sash would put pressure on her gut*

JOHN: *he just kind of wanders in pulling a sweater over himself to hide his small belly*
JOHN: hey guys
ROXY: suUHIYUP...sup john? :)
JOHN: not much! * he drops down into a couch*
JOHN: you?
ROSE: :Another can went down, and she left a soft yet audible belch escape her plump lips, giving a tiny groan and shifting in her seat. Every swallow made her feel tangibly heavier, her full stomach gurgling under her hand, and as the Mayor's chalk pressed on the side of her stomach, she paused, cheeks puffing up momentarily as she burbled a bit and did her best to keep the heavy load of carbonation in. After a moment, she managed to shrug it off, leaning back further into the couch and downing the remainder of her can of soda as quickly as she could without putting undo strain on her already taxed tummy, the pale mass bloated and firm beneath her soft flub and cozy robes.:
ROSE: Mmghn?
JOHN: oh hi rose.
ROXY: same were just workin on some cantown city junk :p drinkin up all these cans
ROSE: :Another body-wobbling hiccurp.:
ROSE: Oh. Good evening, John.
JOHN: ah okay. * he picks up a can looking at it curiously* what's in these?
ROXY: *SHRUG!*
MAYOR: *Waved at the John Human as he picked up one of the many soda-cans about. Canned fruits and TAB dominated can-town today. No beans in sight.*
JOHN: * he pops one of the soda cans open chugging it down*
JOHN: got any beer little dude?
MAYOR: *Tapped his carapaced chin, before scampering off the couch to one of the watch-towers of Can-Town. Which...were just beer bottles with the labels fastidiously worn off*
JOHN: you my little friend. are a true hero.
ROXY: the mayors the best :D id vote for him
MAYOR: *The Mayor picked up as many bottles as he could carry without a Sylladex! Which was roughly six or seven, clinking noisily against each other as he waddled back to John*
JOHN: *he grabs the beer from the little dude placing it between him and rose on the couch before rubbing the mayor on the head* thanks mayor.

ROSE: :At some point, Rose had to shift the sash she was wearing from being wrapped around her tummy to being more resting atop it, as her heavy paunch swelled further with soda. Her drinking had slowed, but she still found herself with another can in her hand, taking slow, deliberate slurps from it and swallowing slowly, every mouthful causing her strained belly to bulge out in front of her just a bit more. She was silently thankful for the open flaps on either side of her robes, the rise of her belly exposing her thighs a bit more from the way she leaned back and spread those thick legs to make room for her sensitively swollen gut. Rose herself was rather quiet, simply taking short sips and idly pressing her hand to the side of her tummy under her attire, rubbing gently without thinking much of it.:
JOHN: *he pops open one of the bottles beginning to drink it*
ROXY: *its been a while since roxy drank...she wonders if shes strong enough to handle it now...*
MAYOR: *The Mayor swelled with pride, not quite yet realizing that in the name of emptying cans to flatten into pavement, his workers were quite literally eating Can-Town alive. He posed with his hands on his hips, beaming at...something. What was he looking at? Was he just posing?*
ROSE: :After a while, you just stop questioning people making silly poses.:
KANAYA: *Oops she's lost track of what's going on.*
JOHN: *he waves to kanaya sipping his drink and pulling his sweater down over his stomach*
KANAYA: Uh Hi
JOHN: how goes it?
ROXY: *roxy drank another can of bread before adjusting her robes (exposing her belly) and picking up a beer. one sip couldnt hurt, right?*
JOHN: *he finishes his beer letting out a small burp before opening another *
ROSE: :One more can drops into the empty can pile by Rose, and for a moment it looks like she's finally done, lying back on the couch and resting both hands on her enormously swollen middle, eyes closed and breath steady as the pale, globular paunch rested heavily in her lap, upper belly clearly stained under her robes and hints of lovehandle and lower belly exposed by the flaps in her attire. She simply gurgles a bit, both basking in and weathering the sheer fullness and feeling of pressure and fullness, and a silent hiccup escapes her throat, followed by an ominous gurgle of fullness.:
ROXY: *roxy opened her beer before chugging it down in one swing. she still had it*
JOHN: oh wow.
JOHN: *he tries matching her and chugging his as well *
MAYOR: *The Mayor stopped posing, moving back to the three on and by the couch, hopping up between John and Rose to pat at both of their "construction equipment"s. Tummytouches for all!*
ROSE: Mnnggnnnnhh-
JOHN: *he squirms a little chugging more of his beer down*
JOHN: *he finishes that one burping loudly as his sweater is pulled tight over his stomach*

ROSE: :Perhaps she had reached her own limit, or perhaps her gut was simply that volatile from the sheer amount of soda she had downed, but the Mayor's tiny hands patting firmly at Rose's dome of tummy elicited a watery rumbling from the heavy mass, and she gave a low moan before the pile of cans worth of carbonation caught up to her. Leaning her head forward a little bit, she lolled her plump lips open and finally let loose with a immensely wet, absolutely horrendously deep and bassy bbhrrauuuuurrrrrrrrrhhpp, effortlessly pushing out a catastrophic amount of gas from her overfilled belly in one monstrous belch that dragged on for a second or two without any effort from the tubby blonde. The rush of fizzy air rumbled in her throat, the taste and smell of hot cola flooding her mouth and the space before her wincing, chubby face as she simply pushed out a hefty amount of gut-groaning gas and let the mammoth eructation taper off into another almost lewdly relieved moan, leaning back and ignoring the flush creeping across her face in favor of letting her chest bob and a much shorter yet equally uncouth belch follow up her initial display.:
JOHN: wow rose * he giggles in his spot next to her* ladylike.
ROXY: .....holy fuck rose... *she had the stupidest grin on her face*
JOHN: such class.
MAYOR: *The Mayor seemed frozen and stunned*
ROSE: :She just gave an indistinct mrgghhrghh noise, the red on her cheeks deepening a bit as she gave John a narrowed yet clearly slightly flustered glare, not even bothering to mask the loud hiccup that escaped from her tummy's contents shifting and resettling after her expellations.:
ROXY: much burps
ROSE: :And yet she went right back to just lounging and rubbing at her belly, pointedly avoiding eye contact for a moment as she caught her breath and felt the bloated mass rumble and slosh under her hand.:
JOHN: *he pokes her stomach grinning* that was the classiest thing you ever done.
ROSE: -bhrraap-
ROSE: Nnrghh. I'm glad to see some people are keeping tallies on such things.
ROXY: kinda hard not to when ur so loud! *she goggled*
ROXY: *iggled
ROXY: *fuck it
ROSE: :She just. Ineffectually swatted at his hand a bit, despite the burp his prod managed to get from her straining tummy.:
JOHN: of course i keep tallies. * he sips at another bottle poking her again*
ROSE: :Rose silently gave up keeping his prodding hands off her gut, feeling the way her belly audibly gurgled and sloshed, and instead opted to just slump in the couch, waiting for the mass of soda within to settle back down. Mrrggh.:
JOHN: *hes of course ignoring the fact that he has his own little potbelly now and eventually his pokes turn into rubs *
ROSE: :Okay, she couldn't really not soften at bit at a proper belly rub, and she exhaled slowly, giving a little, admittedly pleased murmur at his hand on her dome of belly, the blonde lazing a little under the full mass and giving an occasional soft bwurp or oorp that she didn't even bother hiding at that point.:
JOHN: *he keeps rubbing leaning in against her warm stomach as he rubs more and more *
JOHN: *he chugs another beer rubbing small circles into her stomach*

ROSE: :Goddamnit, so much for grumping about it. She just lay back, letting John slowly coax her grumbling belly back into a state of idle gurgliness, her breath coming softer as the still enormously full and soda-laden gut bulging out in front of her calmed down, and she even found herself minutely shifting a little into the rubs, chubby sock-clad toes curling a tiny bit as she rested her head on the couch and gave a silent murmur. She could live with this.:
JOHN: *he keeps rubbing circles into her tum pressing his lips softly against exposed bits of flesh hands sinking into her flesh as his hands slides over her stomach adjusting a bit so she has more room to stretch out*

ROSE: :His hands lifting her robes up to expose her heavy, pillowy thighs and round, smooth, pale gut, marred only by her deep belly button, Rose gave a soft murmur; it was likely he'd be able to clearly hear the way her gut sloshed and bubbled with every movement with his face that close, and she wasn't entirely sure what prompted the sudden touchiness, but with a belly that full she wasn't going to complain about getting some tummy love, as much as she'd usually be snarking about it. A soft, airy belch escaped on it's own, more gas still churning within that enormous, firmly-swollen stomach, and she wobbled slightly beneath herself as he squeezed at her.:
JOHN: * he trails a few more kisses before leaning down to press his hand more into her stomach rubbing all over her stomach hands pressing into her bloated guy coaxing it to softness*

ROSE: :It was definitely softening a little, no less slowly but the firmness draining a bit from his rubbing, her fatty, sodalogged paunch wobbling and sloshing under his squeezes as the girl attached hiccuped and murmured, sitting up a little more and spreading her thunderous thighs to let him continue rubbing over her gut. Her own hand rested on her stomach, pressing against the pale, exposed skin and squishing into it slightly, and her eyes glanced to him, then at the assortment of cans on the floor by her feet.:
JOHN: * he keeps kissing and rubbing sliding in between her thighs rubbing slowly at the tightest spots kissing them slowly before rubbing moving his head around her hand *

ROSE: :Mmnn. As his fingers pressed into the tighter portions of her soda bloated belly, she almost obediently burped and hiccuped, not even close to matching her prior output but still letting out what remained of the gassy buildup. Her enormous belly covered up the stark orange panties beneath her god robes, leaving her pale gut and plush thighs bare, his hands squishing into the pillowy masses as she let herself expose her full belly further to his touch, giving content little murmurs as her head lolled against the back of the couch, eyes closed and figure relaxed.:
JOHN: *he braces himself against a thick thigh as he leans up to kiss up her stomach and then back down leaving small marks as he works on the tightest parts of her stomach kissing right below her belly button*

ROSE: :A soft, almost hissing exhalation escaped Rose's lips at the way his lips grazed around her deep navel, sensitive plush fat squishing against his face as his hands gripped the taut upper portion of her belly. As he gently squeezed, she gurgled, before voluntarily pushing out a laboriously rumbling and gassy belch, damp and rumbling from her soda intake. There was a lot less blushing afterwards this time, though she still squeezed her thighs together reflexively and murmured a bit from the pleasing relief wrought by her ladylike expellation, reclining against the corner of the sofa.:
JOHN: *he thighs squeezing together squeeze him between them as he kisses around her navel more leaving a small hickey as he keeps rubbing as his hands sink into her flesh*

ROSE: :She leaned back, letting him squash between her bare thighs a bit, and one of her own hands found its way onto her hefty gut, slowly rubbing the top of the pale mound lazily as she merely drank in all the rubbing and attention. She was admittedly banking on her god tier vitality to keep the little love bruises John was peppering her huge, round belly with from lingering for too long, but his lips on her supple tummy fat elicited pleased humming from the heavy girl, and her fingers drummed on her gut a little as she gave a soft, lazy urrp and let her eyes flutter closed, lulled into a comfortable state by his attentive groping and the lingering though diminished fullness of her sloshy midriff.:
JOHN: * he keeps leaving his hickeys eventually they linking together to form a small j squirming a little as he is squished between her thighs more as he gropes at her thick stomach

ROSE: :She wasn't aware of the pattern of his kisses; from her perspective, she simply saw the top of his head as he kissed and nibbled her bellyfat from between her extravagant thighs, especially considering how she was reclining on the sofa. Her violet eyes gazed over at his hair, before she gave a soft, thoughtful hum, and finally decided that there wasn't much harm in enjoying herself a bit more; another can of cola was dreamed into her hand, and she quietly cracked it open and took a sip, giving John an appreciative squeeze between those smooth, pale thunder thighs and a little content murmur.:
JOHN: *he blushes a little as she squeezes him tilting his head to kiss at her thigh now *

ROSE: :With another little noise of pleasure, she spread her thighs beneath her heavy belly, those lusciously thick legs accommodating his wandering kisses as the tubby girl herself leaned back and slowly drank her cola. Even though she was already full of mostly-gasless soda, the continual belches squeezed from her rotund gut had freed up more than enough room for more indulgence, and she quietly drained the can, dropping it on the couch next to her and reflexively squirming at John's lips on her warm, tender thighs.:
JOHN: *he grins leaving light teasing kisses up and down her inner thighs as he rubs her stomach trailing kisses from her thigh to her stomach*

ROSE: :This was probably the most blatant indulgence she'd had in a while; lazing on the couch, robes hiked up to her breasts, having her thighs and belly kissed and rubbed and squeezed as she slowly filled back up on cola. But at this point she wasn't even going to try to complain. Her second (though who knows how many she had had prior) can was slowly drained into her belly, a new round of gassy gurgles and watery sloshing escaping from deep in her fat, smooth gut, and she lifted the can a bit to almost self-teasingly dump the last few drops into her opened mouth, before adding it to the pile and dreaming up another. John's face kissing her inner thighs meant she merely had to squeeze her legs together to bury him in thick, pillowy, pale flub, and she gave him a gentle squeeze as she lounged, drank, and felt her still-full tummy be squeezed and jostled about by his actions, in a state of cozy lethargy in front of him.:
JOHN: * he kisses more up her thigh his hand slipping between them slowly as he rubs her now refilling stomach letting out a small moan as he is squeezed again*

ROSE: :By the middle of the second can, she was more or less full, every swallow adding more strain and push to her stomach beneath her thick pudge, and John's hands would likely be able to feel the way that round, swollen globe of pale belly bulged out a bit more by the time she idly tossed the emptied container to the side. Her cheeks momentarily puffed up a bit as she gave a low, soft yet audible belch, though the gluttonous seer quickly made up for it by opening a third can and taking a slow, heavy gulp, pointedly chugging almost half of it in one go just to feel herself expand a bit more outwards with every swallow, her gut pressing against John's hands and her thighs wobbling and squishing on either side of him.:02:29:38
JOHN: *he blushes more as she squeezes around him tighter still rubbing and kissing easing her stomach and burps up out of her body trailing his lips lightly over all of her exposed flesh*

ROSE: :Her breath was warm as she paused after her brief chugging, exhaling deeply and murmuring at the way his hands were squeezing and rubbing over her stomach, and a low, growling gurgle erupted from deep in her belly, John's fingers pressing into the firmer areas of her glutted gut as she casually drank. When the third can was gone, she paused momentarily, letting herself lay limp before him with her belly and thighs bare and warm to the touch, before deciding to push herself a bit for some odd reason that may or may not have involved personal pleasure at the strain and pressure of her belly, opening a fourth can and lifting it to her plump lips to try and down the whole thing in one continuous gulp. Her throat bobbed with every audible swallow, tummy fizzing and sloshing beneath his ministrations, and as the pressure within built, so did her habitual thigh-clenching, smothering the heir between her doughy thighs.:
JOHN: *he lets out a soft moan as she clenches again rubbing his hands over her thighs while he begins kissing and leaving hickeys across her thighs

ROSE: :Rose spread her thick thighs a bit to let him kiss and nibble at them, softly murmuring at the way his lips and teeth played at her tender inner thighs, holding her can above her head as the dutifully chugged, gulping mouthful after mouthful as she felt the pressure in her belly increase further. As the last of the can's contents vanished into her gullet, she almost immediately hiccupped, her belly and thighs wobbling against John from the sharp bounce of her figure, and one hand rested on her ominously groaning stomach as she momentarily caught her breath, eyes closed whilst the bloated, pampered girl gave an almost whimpering murmur, before sitting up a little more to press her full, bulging belly against the heir. The rumbling of her sodalogged tummy gurgled and groaned upwards under his hands, and she parted her lips to deliberately belt out an almost unfathomably deep and brassy bhhuuuurr-rrrrruuuuuhhp, hand pressed to her generous bosom as her almost nonchalantly titanic belch caused her tummy's contents to once again slosh and churn in displacement. The hot, sugary gas rumbled from her wet lips in a thunderous show of fullness, and as it died down she immediately followed up with a shorter and marginally softer yet damper hhoooorrrp and braaaahp, forcing out the pent-up carbonation and letting the tension flood from her body in blissful, self-inflicted relief, slumping back down and giving a content sigh in time with her tummy's gurgling protest.: