The Super-Sized Credits (Mindy's Collab - epilogue) (Patreon)

In case you need/want it, here's a quick link back to the first three fics~

Mindy's Collab Practice | Patreon

The Super-Sized Stream (Mindy's Collab - pt. 1) | Patreon

The Super-Sized Video (Mindy's Collab - pt. 2) | Patreon

“...AAH, fuck! Fuck *HuuuOOOORP* ME!”

Mindy’s face couldn't be redder as she covered her eyes with her hands. Her hands did nothing to stop the sounds, though. She slid her fingers apart and kept watching through one eye. “T-Tara, why d-did you record us!?”

The blonde laughed and took a heavy drag on her coffee. Her hair was messy and loose, running down her back and covering her bare chest (poorly). She paused the video and ruffled Mindy’s own messy hair. “‘Cause I’m not done having fun with that belly of yours yet. I usually feel a little weird about getting off on my own videos, but I’ve got a feeling that I’m gonna get a loooot of mileage out of this one~.”

Mindy groaned in physical pain and slumped down in her chair. She was exhausted. Both Tara and Mindy’s bladder hadn’t let her rest much last night, so she was running on fumes now. At least she seemed to have processed everything, though. Her gut was still a little bloated and squishy, but her butt and boobs were too, so it was almost definitely just water retention that would be gone within a day.

“Y-You’re not gonna post this, are you?” Mindy asked tiredly.

“Are you kidding me?” Tara scoffed. She pulled her USB out of Mindy’s computer and grinned wildly. “I wouldn’t let ANYONE see what’s in that video besides us. The things I did to you and your belly were just evil - even for me, ha!”

Mindy’s face started to heat up just from remembering it. What she could remember, anyways. She knew the general gist of what went on the whole night, but after Tara got out Mindy’s good toys, everything got a little… blurry. She shook her head. “Th-Then… I guess it’s fine…”

“Really? You sure?” Tara asked, “Like, I do love the video, but I’ll absolutely delete it if you don’t like it being out there at all.”

“N-No, really, it’s fine.” Mindy hesitated. She glanced up at Tara, then away again quickly. “A-Actually… i-if it’d be possible… maybe I could…?”

Tara blinked. A wicked smirk pulled her lips apart and she laughed. “Sure thing, sweetie. Here~.”

The tanned blonde handed Mindy the USB again. She gulped and plugged it back in. Then, with a lingering feeling of shame somewhere in her brain, Mindy started to make a copy of the video for herself. While she did, she eyed the other two video files on the USB. “D-Do you think the rest will make for a good video…?”

“Oh, definitely!” Tara laughed. She took another slurp of coffee. “There’s not very much play compared to my usual stuff, but thanks to you, the belly content itself is just - mmph! Perfect!” She grinned cockily down at Mindy. “I don’t think anyone will ever doubt you and your gut again after the video starts making the rounds.”

Mindy… wasn’t sure how to feel about that. On the one hand, getting more exposure was great, but on the other… oh God, she hoped no one she knew managed to recognize her… She’d been so careful, even when bloated out of her right mind, but she still couldn’t help but worry…

Then Tara said something to take her mind right off of her doubts. “So… when should our next collab be? My gut definitely needs a break from going so big, and so does yours, I reckon. So… maybe next month?”

Mindy blinked. “R-Really? You almost never do repeat collabs…”

“Well, yeah, 'cause it’s usually not worth it.” Tara traipsed over to Mindy’s couch and plopped down, her nude body on full display. “Between travel costs and time, collabs are usually expensive. Plus, while a lot of people can match me, not everyone… matches me, you feel?”

“Uh…”

Tara rolled her eyes. “In other words… most of them are either straight, ace, or only into lady tums and not lady parts. Even after that, some aren’t good in bed, some don’t mesh well with me personality-wise, some don’t tell me about their spouses or partners…”

Mindy winced. “Yikes.”

Tara sighed and leaned back on the couch. “Bad memories aside, my point is that this is something pretty rare. 'Course, what I led with when we first met up is still true - I’m still not going for a relationship or anything.” Tara then gave Mindy the widest grin. “But if you don’t mind having a new friend with extra benefits, then I would love to make this happen again sometime~.”

A rush of heat swept through Mindy’s body. Did she mind? She literally couldn’t ask for anything else. She’d never managed to have a successful relationship before mostly because she never wanted to be as serious as her partners had and casual flings had scared her since strangers in general scare her. This, though? Now this was...

“O-Ok… then…” A red patch started to creep across Mindy’s cheeks. “D-Does the third work…?”

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Here's a short little (mostly) tum-free fic to get me back in the swing of things! This is the epilogue to the Mindy's Collab trilogy, which took way too long to come out, lol. Tbh, I forgot I'd even started this until I started looking through my WIPs for something to warm back up with.

EDIT: I didn't misspell the title. You misspelled the title. Shut up.