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- molly: speaking of i find myself more and more attracted to liquid inflation lately
- azureangelic: i am extremely ok with this
- molly: i just want one of the trolls to discover human soda (thats not faygo) and drink like 30 bottles in one sitting because its so addicting
- molly: mainly karkat i'd like to abuse for said situation
- molly: i like seeing him in distress.
- azureangelic: john pranks him by shaking up all the cans of coke in the house
- azureangelic: karkat drinks them anyway
- molly: he gets bloated twice as fast but he doesnt care he wants his soda
- azureangelic: drinks weight in soda
- azureangelic: becomes unbelieveably bloated and gassy
- azureangelic: blames john
- molly: yes
- molly: the first time it happens he's laying on his unbelievably bloated stomach and then dave walks in and is like vantas did you just drink all of our fucking soda and karkat tries to say something snappy in response but just sickly burps instead
- molly: ah yes
- azureangelic: dave just sort of pokes his gut with his toe
- molly: he hiccups and tells him to fuck off
- molly: his voice is all weak
- azureangelic: telling dave strider to fuck off is like telling a tornado to give you a blowjob
- molly: he just ignores him and shuts his eyes and idly lets out sickly belches as his stomach bubbles distressingly
- azureangelic: and daves just like haha dude no this is fucking hilarious you're a complete fucking addict
- azureangelic: and he just puts his foot atop karkat's gut and bounces it a bit
- molly: he gives a watery snarl and is just like knock it th- -uuurrrlp- fuck off strider -hic- that hurts you -rrrp- know
- molly: bloaty burpy karkat is da bess
- azureangelic: agreed
- azureangelic: dave is just not going to let this sort of oppourtunity pass
- azureangelic: and he just kneels down a bit and sharply pokes karkat's gut for a reaction
- molly: it stirs up his gas a bit and he weakly belches, wanting to push him away but he was too full to move
- azureangelic: daves like "ok dude i know this is going to end in you blowing weird alien chunks all voer my good shirt so im holding a locale intervention before this happens now move it"
- azureangelic: and just tries to push him towards the bathroom with his foot
- molly: he gets the strength to swat daves foot away, clutching his belly and he just snarls "get the -oorp- off me strider i'm -hicurp- fine"
- azureangelic: "nope dude im diagnosing you with type a vomititis one of the worst cases i've seen if we dont get you hopped up on antibiotics we'll have you blowing like the fucking fourth of july in gastronomical innards land only way to stop it is preventave medication"
- azureangelic: "ok good im prescribing you two doses of get up and a full week of stop acting like every substance on this planet that isnt dr pepper is a miracle elixer if youre good doc stridenasty might give you a lollipop or some shit"
- azureangelic: and all the while hes just trying to drag karkat along by his feet
- molly: "piss off you ignorant shitstain -urrrrrrrrp- i can do what i want" his belly wobbles from the movement and he gives a drawn out, gurgly belch, weakly kicking at dave to make him let go
- azureangelic: "jesus fuck man you keep belting out monsters like that you'll wake the whole fucking neighborhood some old lady with fifty cats is gonna put a hit out on you i have to put an end to this right now"
- azureangelic: he reaches over to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and grabs a bottle of pepto-bismol and attempts to force it into karkat's mouth
- molly: he tries to pull away from the bottle, refusing to drink it, for reasons he'd rather keep to himself "don't force that -ooorrlp- chalky swill down my protein chute you douche"
- azureangelic: daves all "dude fuck you this is the shit i dont know what kind of medicine you have on trollworld but it sure as hell isnt better than pink shit now open up before i get the funnel and the gross banana kind"
- azureangelic: and at this point he's sitting on karkat's stomach slapfighting him trying toget the pepto to his mouth
- molly: all the movement makes him occasionally belt out a deep burp that hits dave right in the face and hes just sputtering a bunch of insults mixed with "stop it go away"
- azureangelic: "holy shit vantas the fuck is john feeding you because you smell a lot worse on the inside"
- azureangelic: eventually dave manages to wrench karkat's mouth open and dump the bottle's contents into it, before quickly standing back up to avoid the backlash
- molly: he swallows and chokes on some of it and spits out the rest, giving a defeated belch and a glare at dave, rubbing at his overly bloated tummy and clenching his thighs together, keeping silent besides the fizzy bubbles in his stomach
- azureangelic: "there see all better now give it a day and if you're still sounding like a squishy alien volcano come back and ill give you your meds again"
- azureangelic: he just gives karkat a condescending belly slap for emphasis
- molly: he gives a high pitched noise in surprise and burps again, this one short and sickly, disgusted by the taste of the medicine in his mouth
- azureangelic: "now then if you'll excuse me i have patients to get to"
- azureangelic: he steps to the doorway and yells down the hall for more patients if only to spite karkat
- azureangelic: (down the hall rose plants her forehead into her 500-page novel and sighs)
- molly: not amused by dave's spitefulness, he suddenly hiccups and leans back, as much as he wants to drink another bottle to get the chalky taste of the medicine out of his mouth, he justs wants to the gassiness and fizziness to stop acting up, as well as a bellyrub, and he looks at dave, despite how much he wants to tear his face off, he clears his throat, starting to call his name, but then it just fades into a squeak as if he said "nevermind"
- azureangelic: dave turns on his heel and gives karkat an indecipherable look from beneath his shades before walking over and prodding his gut
- azureangelic: "well shit you have to give it time to work"
- molly: my fucking god my dad walked in on me like 2 times. god damn fuck off))
- molly: "i don't care about your -urp- shitty medicine, you're a doctor, at least make me feel better without forcing me to guzzle a bottle of slop" he shifts uncomfortably, hiccuping
- azureangelic: "doc stridenasty only prescribes the three best cures to any aliment"
- azureangelic: "pink shit, moving off my floor and dubstep"
- azureangelic: he motions to set up the turntables, deliberately stepping on karkat's belly as he moves
- molly: he winces and elicits a loud, glurgly burp, trying to shuffle over and tell him to knock it off, but instead he gives up, leaning back and clutching his bubbling stomach pitifully
- azureangelic: "oh damn hold on i left my sick beats in my coat"
- azureangelic: he turns around and walks across the room again, very deliberatly pushing at karkat's gut with his leg in the process, before sifting through the closet
- molly: he grits his teeth and stifles another burp, feeling a bit dizzy, torn between wanting to maul the human alive and asking him to help him feel better already without being a prick
- azureangelic: (bluh im not good at dave idk what else to do because assholishly asshole)
- molly: break character, stomach rubs))
- molly: im almost done))
- azureangelic: sighing, he turned from the closet, walking back up to the overbloated troll and planting one sock-clad foot onto his gut, not-so-gently pushing and rubbing in circles in an exaggerated motion
- azureangelic: "seriously, you gotta stop drinking like six times your weight in cheap soda, get the good stuff next time"
- molly: the human using his foot felt weird, a bit painful, but overall it was nice, and he relaxed a bit in response, and he elicited a growl-laugh "i can -urrp- get whatever i damn well please, strider"
- molly: also if i ask to do a ramble-rp so i can fap im not asking for you to stay in character im asking for an orgasm so make it fetishy as possible >:I ))
- azureangelic: ((i know im just perfectionistic ;_;))
- molly: shh i just need to jizz))
- azureangelic: "you wouldnt be able to get a quarter in hobo alley on christmas, vantas" he muttered, the last syllable cooly slipping off his tongue as he resigned to being the other's quasi-willing heel-gut-rubber
- molly: "yeah whatever you say strider" he leaned back, supporting himself with both his arms, belly still bubbling but the awkward bellyrub made him feel better, and he had to put effort into repressing a pleased purr
- molly: ok since u made me ship them can they kiss b/c then we can stop and i will sleep))
- azureangelic: "man whatever, as long as you quit exploding everywhere" he snarks, giving one last push-kick at the troll's burbling gut
- azureangelic: "and don't start crying that i have to kiss it better because i swear to god if you take that doctor shtick seriously i'm getting egbert to windy thing your ears clean"
- azureangelic: (cough)
- molly: he smirks and gives a loud rumbling belch, and smugly while tapping his fingers against the floor, he asks "kiss what better exactly?"
- molly: im bad))
- azureangelic: dave puses momentarily, before sighing, grabbing karkat by the collar, shakily hauling him up with strife-built arms, and planting a firm, chaste kiss on his forehead, roughly dropping him afterwards and delighting in the loud sloshing of his gut
- molly: he couldn't help a red flush to his cheeks, blinking in response and then gave a whimper from being dropped so roughly, the sloshing causing his gas to act up again and he gave another gurgly burp, this one lasting at least a few seconds; when it ended, he gave dave the same smug expression "that wasn't good enough, strider"
- azureangelic: "too bad, appointment's up, ask the secretary if you want to schedule another" smugly, he turned his back to karkat, going back to his turntables and popping his headphones on
- molly: rude))
- azureangelic: ((bluh this is why i dont dave))
- molly: his smirk turned into a scowl, rubbing his stomach with one hand and gave the human the finger, too irritated and bloated to question his fluctuating feelings
- azureangelic: (??)
- molly: bblbl we can end it here i spose
- azureangelic: i just really cannot dave in sexy scenes
- azureangelic: :C
- molly: its aight haah
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