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Patreon: Crona is being used by Medusa as a test subject, and it leaves them with a very heavy, very sloshy belly.

   Far beyond caring for Crona as her actual child, Medusa planned to put her offspring to good use testing out her latest experiment. Stuck to the wall with a series of metal shackles, the 18 year old meister could only squirm as Medusa’s machine came to life. Grinning from ear to ear, Medusa shoved the end of a tube into Crona’s mouth. Brushing her hand through her child’s lavender hair, she approached the vat of artificial souls she had created and turned on the device.

   As the slurry of spiritual essence pumped down the tube, Crona was forced to gulp it all down or drown. Their once oversized, black gown began to bulge in the center as their gut expanded to accommodate the surge of energy. The swelling sphere ripped a hole through the gown upon reaching the size of an overripened pumpkin with no signs of slowing. As they continued to watch their stomach expand, Crona let out a series of muffled pleas for mercy that their mother completely ignored. Watching Crona’s belly droop onto the floor, Medusa only saw fit to turn off the machine once the globe of flesh reached the size of a two-story house.

   Flipping the switch to shut off the feeding device, Medusa approached her encumbered child. She slid her hand across the surface of enormous belly, finding it lacking in any fat rolls, but plentiful with energy. Giving the gut a solid smack filled the room with the sound of liquids sloshing about inside. Making her way over to Crona, she saw a look of exhaustion on their face. Ignoring the plea for mercy glistening in Crona’s eyes, she returned to the control device to resume the experiment.

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