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The invisible heroine wakes up to find herself strapped down, chains wrapped around her thin wrists and ankles also a wide leather belt strapped her down at her waist, to the table. The table sat at an almost upright angle. She felt something on her face more around her mouth.
“Nice to see you awake, Violet.” Her amethyst eyes landed on the man who now was standing before her. It was Tony her boyfriend. However, it questioned her as to why she was hooked up to the table. “You’re probably wondering why you’re chained up to this table.” She nodded her head. “Well it’s really quite simple my dear Vi.” He got closer to her placed a hand to her slightly caved in stomach. It was then that she noticed she was in a baggy white tank top and a pair of black skinny jeans. She knew that she wore a purple sweater over the white shirt and the blank skinny jeans. “I’ve noticed for a while that you’re just a little bit on the thin side and I wanted to fix that.” Then suddenly this consistent liquid came down from this long tube from above. The mystery slurry wasn’t so much of a mystery after it had entered her mouth and it turned out to be taco soup.
It was warm and it heated her body up from the inside. The soup tasted amazing as it went down her throat. It wasn’t long before she was full. She felt herself slowing down from the soup sitting heavily in her stomach. The sensation from feeling herself expand from every swallow was different to her. Tears forming in her eyes due to how much pain she was in suddenly she did feel Tony’s hand on her slowly expanding stomach. The belt that held her at her waist restricted her breathing making it hard for her. His hand trying to soothe, some would say, the savage beast. It only just made her have more of it because there was something to help ease the pain she had in her stomach. Soon enough the soup was all gone inside of her stomach. Tony unhooked the mask from her face as well as the leather belt from her waist. Since the belt held most of weight, the black skinny jeans she wore burst open like a bottle cap to a soda. She was unhooked from her chains and led mindlessly to the couch.
Her head on the armrest, a pillow behind her back for support, while moans escaped out of her mouth with ease. His trying to calm her stomach down from being obviously overfull.
“Oh it hurts, Tony.” She moaned.
“Don’t worry I’ll be here to help.” He replied as she fell into a food-induced coma.
The invisible heroine wakes up to find herself strapped down, chains wrapped around her thin wrists and ankles also a wide leather belt strapped her down at her waist, to the table. The table sat at an almost upright angle. She felt something on her face more around her mouth.
“Nice to see you awake, Violet.” Her amethyst eyes landed on the man who now was standing before her. It was Tony her boyfriend. However, it questioned her as to why she was hooked up to the table. “You’re probably wondering why you’re chained up to this table.” She nodded her head. “Well it’s really quite simple my dear Vi.” He got closer to her placed a hand to her slightly caved in stomach. It was then that she noticed she was in a baggy white tank top and a pair of black skinny jeans. She knew that she wore a purple sweater over the white shirt and the blank skinny jeans. “I’ve noticed for a while that you’re just a little bit on the thin side and I wanted to fix that.” Then suddenly this consistent liquid came down from this long tube from above. The mystery slurry wasn’t so much of a mystery after it had entered her mouth and it turned out to be taco soup.
It was warm and it heated her body up from the inside. The soup tasted amazing as it went down her throat. It wasn’t long before she was full. She felt herself slowing down from the soup sitting heavily in her stomach. The sensation from feeling herself expand from every swallow was different to her. Tears forming in her eyes due to how much pain she was in suddenly she did feel Tony’s hand on her slowly expanding stomach. The belt that held her at her waist restricted her breathing making it hard for her. His hand trying to soothe, some would say, the savage beast. It only just made her have more of it because there was something to help ease the pain she had in her stomach. Soon enough the soup was all gone inside of her stomach. Tony unhooked the mask from her face as well as the leather belt from her waist. Since the belt held most of weight, the black skinny jeans she wore burst open like a bottle cap to a soda. She was unhooked from her chains and led mindlessly to the couch.
Her head on the armrest, a pillow behind her back for support, while moans escaped out of her mouth with ease. His trying to calm her stomach down from being obviously overfull.
“Oh it hurts, Tony.” She moaned.
“Don’t worry I’ll be here to help.” He replied as she fell into a food-induced coma.
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yay another oneshot is out. i hope i personified the characters right if not oh well. enjoy.
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And if she has some more soup, or other foods, too soon, she'll be briefly all-too-visible, as more than her jeans burst open.