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[RP] Tricks for Treats

By LurkerTurnedNewbie
Created: 6th May 2021 09:11:27 AM
Modified: 6th May 2021 09:41:30 AM
OC valiant sunset shimmer anthro stuffing belly belch force feeding bursting nsfw

  1. Valiant played by his owner.
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  3. ~~~~~
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  5. October the 31st, and as always Canterlot Hills University was having the usual parties and alcohol-fueled binges that college students tended to at any excuse. The liquor flowed like water, and candy was gorged upon by the student body in a double dose of soon to be regretted actions. Meanwhile, nearby beyond the university gate, younger trick or treaters did their thing.
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  7. The crossover point was some of the more high end dorms in a nearby condo development. Strictly banned from parties due to said children, the tenants had migrated within the university grounds for their parties. Amongst them were one Valiant and, at his side, one Sunset Shimmer. She had followed him to his choice of school- because to be quite honest, without him she had nothing. She'd always been a catty bitch, and the two had perfectly lined up as far as their flaws went. He was dominant, tending to the egotistical, and in certain situations too much so. She was generally dominant, but easily led by someone stronger. Together they fed their egos.
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  9. Not to say he didn't truly feel for her, but said mutual feelings were kept in private. Even if they did walk hand in hand to the first party, dressed in only their casual wear. For Valiant, that meant a fatigue jacket and pants. For Sunset, that meant much less.
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  11. As soon as they were through the door, Valiant hauled her over to the drinks. He had a specific objective in mind tonight, and soon dunked a red cup into the punch and put it into Sunset's hands. "Gonna be a fun night, Sunny. If you don't wake up in a hospital bed tomorrow I fucked up."
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  13. Sunset arched an eyebrow and smirked in bemusement as she took a long pull from the deliciously sweetened punch. If she didn't already know better, it would almost be impossible to tell the drink was spiked. But it was, and delightfully so. "That so, Vally?" she practically purred in response. "Better keep 'em coming then, because I'm a big girl..." she continued, shaking her frankly enormous bust to emphasize her point. She delighted in how her boyfriend's eyes magnetically locked onto her cleavage as always, all she had to do was flaunt her curves a bit and he was at her beck and call, just the way she liked. That is...until he wasn't.
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  15. It always amused Valiant that Sunset thought she was in charge- but in a way she was, and that's how their relationship had come to be. They were both simultaneously controlling each other- Valiant through his forceful dominance and directive nature, Sunset through her feminine seductiveness and bitchy attitude- and being controlled. They were both always eating out of each other's hands, while yanking their chain with the other.
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  17. Sometimes literally.
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  19. His eyes, of course, did wander to her cleavage- as did plenty of others. Valiant liked it when they looked, but she was all his.
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  21. "Yeah, and I'm gonna make you a bigger girl," Valiant spoke, and made an obvious display of his dominance by slapping his hand to Sunsets head, tilting her back, and pouring another entire cup down her throat. "Swallow, it's all you're good for..."
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  23. Sunset swallowed frantically, thankful that the punch was as drinkable as it was. Finally coming up for air, she giggled breathily, fanning herself with one hand. It was with not a small amount of amusement she took in the startled murmurs and whispers of the crowd around them, most of their spectators growing slightly uncomfortable with what they were witnessing. "Oooh, feisty tonight~" she whispered to her stallion, striding forward and pressing her ridiculously curvy body against his solid one. "I like that..."
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  25. Solid one indeed. Sunset was never one to work out and, in some estimation, was actually a tad overweight. Markedly so if you took her chest into account. Valiant could probably break her arm without breaking a sweat himself.
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  27. "Damn right I am, you know I like it when people see us.." he spoke, and gently put his hands to her bust, watching as people witnessed this public display. "... and I know you do too."
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  29. He soon released, and then pecked her on the lips before looking between her and the punch. "Mmm, looks like about a half-gallon left- think you can tank it, Sunnyslut?"
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  31. "As if that's even a question worth answering..." she replied haughtily. With a flip of her hair and a shimmy of her hips, the punch bowl was in her hands and promptly tilted haphazardly into her thirsty mouth. She drank greedily and aggressively, moaning her approval at the sweet, tangy flavor and not caring if some slopped over her chin and onto her prodigious bust...she knew that only made her look even better for the guys. And if there was one thing Sunset Shimmer was good at, it was looking good.
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  33. Once the last few drops drained into her mouth, her lips separated from the bowl with a soft 'pah!' and she tossed the empty bowl back onto the table, not particularly caring about the slightly sticky mess now covering her cheeks, chin, and chest. "Oopsies..." she said softly, but not looking particularly remorseful at all. Taking a step towards Valiant, a slight thrill went up her spine as she felt her stomach slosh ever-so-slightly.
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  35. Valiant reached around and slapped Sunset's ass, hard, which echoed throughout the room and sent her falling against him. "Good girl, now let me feel it." he spoke, patronizingly putting her in her place before he wrapped her hand around and onto his own butt. With them so close together, she could feel the warm bulge in his pants against her middle- she was shorter, after all.
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  37. Of course, draining the entire bowl of punch had changed things from "mild disgust" to "outright anger" and Valiant got the sense they weren't wanted anymore. So he pushed her off and took her hand, "Enjoy the party, dweebs, hope you weren't thirsty."
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  39. On the way out he grabbed the bowl of candy by the door, not really giving a shit whose it was or what the plan was for it.
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  41. Sunset snickered nastily as she followed her hunky boyfriend outside. As long as she was with him, nobody in their right mind would dare lay a finger on her. She was practically untouchable, and she knew it. Her eyes were soon drawn hungrily to the bowl of candy Valiant had swiped, and she licked her lips as she looked over the spread. "Oooh, is that for me?" she cooed seductively. "You shouldn't have..."
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  43. That was, of course, entirely true. The only one that hurt Sunset was Valiant.
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  45. "Damn right it's for you," he spoke, and reached in to pull out a full-sized chocolate bar. Upon closer thought, these were probably meant to be given out as one per person when they left. What a nice gesture.
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  47. Too bad he'd stolen the entire fucking thing.
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  49. "Remember when we first met and I fed you burgers until you puked? I think you won me over right there, and this time- we're going further."
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  51. Abruptly he unwrapped that bar and stuck it in Sunset's face. His strong movements combined with Sunset's notably dulled gag reflex meant that he was able to push it down her throat whole- although it did snap half way down.
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  53. Sunset's neck distorted slightly as the chunks of chocolate were rammed down her throat before dropping into her stomach full of punch with a few soft splashes. "Vaaalllyyy~" she pouted, looking up at him with a faux-hurt expression on her face. "If you're gonna force-feed me chocolate, at least let me taste it..." As she spoke her hands were already in motion, unwrapping as many pieces of candy as she could reach and hastily jamming them in her mouth, her jaw working furiously as she moaned sensually, the sweets filling her mouth with sugary goodness.
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  55. Valiant shrugged, he tended to just do as he pleased with Sunset. "I just wanted to see if you could deep-throat a chocolate bar. You really are top-slut aren't you? Knew there was a reason I fell for you..." He spoke, and stole a quick smooch from her in the moment.
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  57. His free hand squeezed hers, almost romantically. The mating rituals the two got up to were certainly interesting.
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  59. "Now, you finish this..." he spoke, and shifted the bowl into Sunset's arms, "While I figure out where we're going next."
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  61. That was all Sunset needed to hear. She allowed her focus to drift fully to stuffing her face with candy, determined to be rid of any and all evidence before they reached their next destination. With Valiant's strong arm around her shoulder guiding her forward, all she had to do was move her feet and eat...
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  63. Soon they had left the dorms, and it seemed Valiant had come upon an idea. As soon as Sunset had finished the bowl she'd find they were standing before a door. The doorbell rung, and as soon as someone answered Valiant smiled widely.
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  65. "I'll be taking that," he spoke, and pushed the old woman off with one arm while taking another bowl of candy with the other. Once again, to their luck, it was all full sized bars.
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  67. "Think that's enough to get you home, 'big girl'? I'm surprised you aren't sick yet."
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  69. Sunset grunted in reply, her mouth too occupied to bother with any further response. As if in acknowledgement of her boyfriend's words, her stomach let off a low, rumbling groan as, indeed, the first pangs of sickness began to make themselves known. Her formerly flat stomach was now bulging noticeably, filled as it was with a combination of melted chocolate and spiked punch. But Sunset paid her body's protests no mind; she was far from finished and even farther from meeting her boyfriend's expectations. With a brand new bowl of candy replacing the one she'd just devoured, her ravenously-paced consumption continued unabated.
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  71. Valiant took that as a yes, and took her by the hand in the direction of their condo. On the way some poor trick or treater was bowled over to add a few pounds to that bowl, and Valiant's free hand moved to Sunset's bloating gut. Gently his warm hand squeezed and felt it expand, and felt the subtle squelches of a system overwhelmed by dense sugar.
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  73. "If we keep this up you're gonna be diabetic tomorrow," he teased, and squeezed her gut just enough that her throat bulged before releasing. "So keep going, let's see if we can."
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  75. This had brought them to the foot of their home, and Valiant stepped inside first. A higher end condo than most students had, their parents had covered the cost.
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  77. The journey home hardly registered with Sunset, so preoccupied was she with her one simple, overwhelming goal: eat. After spending so much time with her head down, she was surprised upon looking up to find where they were. She grinned coyly at Valiant's words, showing off her chocolate-stained teeth as she slowly chewed what was left of her sugary feast. By now she was looking, feeling, and sounding quite sickly; her stomach was noticeably bloated while her hands and face were slathered in melted chocolate. Her cheeks puffed out slightly before her lips parted to release a soft, sweet-smelling belch. Doing her best not to groan out loud, she dutifully followed her lover.
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  79. Valiant soon pulled her in and sat down on the couch. "Alright you slut, here's what we're going to do tonight. You're gonna sit yourself down in my lap and you're gonna eat candy until you puke, then you're gonna eat candy until you start shaking, then you're gonna eat candy until you get diabetic shock- how does that sound?" he spoke, putting words to some rather extreme fetishes as easily as he was demanding she show her tits to him.
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  81. "Oh and, jacket off- I wanna see your girls in all their glory."
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  83. They had originally planned on allowing trick or treaters to come- not their entire lives revolved around spiting others- but the night had gone differently. Valiant was horny, Sunset was horny- and drunk- and the front door light was left off. That left them with three bottles of soda, four boxes of candy at five pounds per, and Sunset already bloated to begin with.
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  85. "Of course, Val," she cooed, obediently shrugging off her jacket with an attractive shake of her shoulders. "Anything for you..." Her eyes cast about the room quickly, assessing her options as she plotted out how best to arouse her boyfriend out of control. She smirked as her eyes fell on one of the bottles of soda they had lying around. "Mmm...all that chocolate makes a girl thirsty." Snatching up one of the two-liter bottles, she deftly twisted the cap off and, watching Valiant out of the corner of her eye as she did so, plugged her mouth with the open end and chugged like her life depended on it.
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  87. Sunset had acquired a great many skills during her relationship with Valiant, and had the opportunity to refine and improve many others. One of which came into full display here, as she simply relaxed her throat muscles and allowed the soda to gush virtually unimpeded into her rapidly swelling stomach. She caressed the curve of her belly gently with one hand as she continued to drink, trying desperately to soothe its troubled state. Just slightly over a minute after she begun, Sunset was sucking down air, having drained the entire bottle.
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  89. Valiant bit his lip, and spread his legs. The sizable erection in his pants was soon freed when his hand shifted down and unzipped them, reaching in and allowing his swollen shaft to break from it's confines and stand tall in his lap. "Sit on it, slut, I'm all pent up- and you wanna be stuffed don't you?" he directed.
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  91. As soon as Sunset's feminine hips were sitting on him, Valiant pulled the chocolate over and started dumping it out on the table. "Don't you ever stop eating..." he demanded, and gently bucked himself in and out of her womanhood. "Or I'll be... mad, Sunset, and you don't want to know what kind of punishment I'd think up."
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  93. Soon enough he was cramming chocolate into her himself, and the sicker she seemed to be, the more forceful he was. Sunset knew the game well- the more she ruined himself the harder Valiant got, which had landed her in a hospital room more than once.
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  95. Sunset felt her breath leave her chest as she swiftly impaled herself on her boyfriend. No matter how many times they copulated, she still couldn't get over how utterly he filled her, how completely he satisfied her. Silencing her aroused moans with even more chocolate, Sunset continued to eat like her life depended on it as Valiant began thrusting into her from below. Her stomach burbled angrily as it was shaken and jostled, she hadn't given herself a chance to expel all the extra gas from the soda and now it was trapped, unable to escape up her throat past the veritable deluge of chocolate, caramel, and nougat pouring down her throat.
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  97. Her face started to turn a bit green as she forced herself to keep eating. Her stomach was now in agony but her loins were absolutely searing. Something about destroying her body for his pleasure turned her on something fierce, and she was growing increasingly powerless against it. She moaned again as she felt Valiant's hands roam appreciatively over the surface of her now thoroughly swollen stomach, her fur thinning out slightly as her skin was stretched tight.
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  99. Valiant's hands clutched her sides and he whispered breathy moans into her ears, "You're all mine you cocksleeve whore, keep eating. I want..." he bit his lip, "I want you to fucking eat yourself to death for me you worthless slut."
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  101. His thrusting became more intense as he ramped up, and it seemed like fate had blessed him with a shaft perfectly shaped for Sunset's womanhood. He filled her perfectly, which led to euphoric sex for both of them. The fact that he tended to have larger than usual loads thanks to being the thirstiest stallion alive certainly didn't hurt.
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  103. His horn soon started to light, and he used his powerful magic to bulldoze Sunset's minds fleeting defenses. As was his plan from the start, alcohol had dulled her senses- and for that matter her ability to feel pain- and his mind, his will, overpowered hers. He wanted her bigger. He wanted her sicker- so Sunset wanted that too. In effect she was dominated by his very will, and just an extension of what he wanted. Dangerous, for her, and endlessly erotic for him.
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  105. "Rub my fucking ego, slob, I wanna hear you devote yourself to me while you eat yourself to death just to get me off."
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  107. His hands moved forward, holding her belly as it bloated, and for the first- but not the last- time her body rebelled, projectile-vomiting all over the table and leaving her stunned for a moment. Shaking, sick, and pale in the face... it would be a very bad idea for her to continue.
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  109. Naturally, Valiant was soon pouring more soda down her throat. "Didn't say you could fucking stop did I!?"
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  111. Sunset groaned as yet more soda gushed down her throat. With Valiant in charge holding this one firmly in place, she had no choice but to drink until it was empty. Her eyes squeezed shut in pain as her stomach continued to fill, the goopy, chocolatey morass filling her stomach starting to reach dangerous volume. Powerless in his grip, her hands could do nothing but cradle and rub her now impressively swollen belly. Glancing down, she saw with mild alarm and a jolt of sensual pleasure that she could see her stomach past her heaving bosom, a testament to just how huge she really was.
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  113. After what seemed like entirely too long, the bottle finally ran dry, and her stomach could handle it no more. The empty bottle rocketed away as a roaring belch ripped free from her throat, her eyes bulging as her boyfriend only humped her faster, spurring yet even more gas to add itself to the already impressive eructation. When finally it tapered off, she barely got a lungful of fresh air before her throat was closed off by yet another candy bar, and she gurgled slightly as Valiant shoved it gleefully straight into her throat where it then made its descent into her frothing, churning depths.
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  115. It was at this point that Sunset gave in. There was no resisting her boyfriend when he got like this - there was only pleasuring. She allowed him to push bar after bar down her throat whole, first a Snickers, then a Milky Way followed by a Butterfinger...they just kept on coming. Tapping into the pain as a fuel for her insatiable lust, she reached out blindly and grabbed even more candy bars, ripping them out of their packaging and cramming them down her throat in the slight pauses her boyfriend had between ripping his own set of candy bars open. Sunset groaned lustfully as her stomach continued to fill, but now instead of a liquidy mush, her stomach was full of misshapen lumps of half-digested candy bars, and her stomach began to bulge oddly as they continued to pile up in her stomach.
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  117. Eventually Sunset lost her patience fumbling with the candy wrappers, and completely consumed by her lust and greed as she was, simply took to cramming the entire candy bars down her throat once again, but this time wrapper and all. She felt Valiant pause for a moment in shock as he no doubt had to take a moment to process what he was seeing, but when he started up again it was more intense than ever before. Good, that got him nice and riled up. Despite herself, she couldn't help but smirk slightly.
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  119. Valiant's motions soon became erratic, and it was only a short time later that he seized up, his hands forcefully groping and rubbing her sore, tender tummy as he fired load after load deep within her, her stomach swelling even further with his generous donation. Sunset shuddered in pleasure herself, but refused to let up as she continued to devour candy bars at a downright frantic pace. Her stomach was now starting to make crinkling noises as it was jostled and roughhoused, its sickly groans and rumbles increasing alarmingly in volume, duration, and frequency as it now had to contend with indigestibles on top of everything else.
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  121. Sunset shuddered and moaned wantonly as her boyfriend started moving again, his member still rock-hard within her depths as she continued to get him off with her body, and her absolute dedication to him, even going so far as to thoroughly abuse herself just for his pleasure...
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  123. The night continued.
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  125. Sunset lost track of how much time had passed, how many candy bars she had consumed, and how many times Valiant blew his load beneath her. All she could focus on was the roaring pleasure, the searing pain, and the relentless quest to stuff herself ever further, although even that was starting to give out as her mind became more and more embattled by the overwhelming sensations it was being forced to process. Sunset squeezed her stomach slightly with her knees, feeling a delightful thrill take her as her now beachball-sized belly rumbled and quaked ominously under the added pressure. Behind her, Valiant continued to thrust dutifully, both of their crotches now utterly soaked with their fluids as they continued to lose themselves in the sheer hedonistic pleasure of the moment.
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  127. A sudden moment of clarity returned to Sunset's frazzled mind as her hands could suddenly no longer find any more to shove into her mouth. Blinking in confusion, she only had a moment to process what this meant before her cheeks bulged and a fountain of chocolately, syrup-like liquid burst forth, covering her chest and massively swollen belly with her sickly slime. Valiant picked up his pace as she spewed, only lengthening the duration of her sickness as she heaved again and again, but the misshapen lumps of candy bars would not exit the way they came. At long last her stomach settled, although with a rather generous usage of the term, and she panted desperately, her chest heaving as she struggled just to breathe. She knew she should really be done here, she knew she was at her limit, possibly already beyond it even, but her lust addled mind could only think of one thing to say as she leaned back and looked her love in the eyes..."M...muh...more..."
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  129. And more she was given, as another soda bottle pressed itself to her lips and began draining incessantly into her terminally overinflated belly. About halfway through the bottle, however, something suddenly felt...wrong. It was like a twinge in her lower bowels that didn't quite fully dissipate, pain gradually intensifying around it as she swelled inexorably larger. Feeling something was wrong, she tried to get Valiant's attention, but all that came out were muffled groans and moans, which only served to turn him on even further.
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  131. Tears and sweat now running down her face, she gripped her stomach fearfully as soda continued to pour in. She wasn't even halfway done, and already something felt terribly wrong. Her increased moaning and squirming set her boyfriend off once more, as with a low groan he expelled what was probably his most voluminous load yet. Sunset whimpered as she felt her thoroughly-swollen womb press up against her dangerously overfilled guts. Both critically overblown orbs began pressing against each other with ever-increasing intensity. Her world began to spin and her consciousness began to ebb as the sheer pain subsumed her entire being. She clenched her eyes tight and screamed through the oncoming rush of liquid as her stomach violently convulsed once, twice, a third time, before suddenly the point of pain exploded outwards, completely encompassing her entire being as she orgasmed harder than she ever had before, her eyes wide and unseeing as stars danced in her vision.
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  133. There was a sudden popping noise, like a balloon being pricked with a needle. The gushing of liquid followed, along with a startled expletive from her lover, before steadily the pain began to be replaced by relief...sweet, sweet relief...
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  135. Sunset's vision faded away to black as she finally gave in, allowing all to grow still and silent until it was all she knew...and then she knew nothing...

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