A Packed First Date (Patreon)

Contains: Polyamory, stuffing, oral air inflation, consensual forced inflation, burp kissing

“Hi, cutie! Ready for our first date?”

Sucrose started at Amber’s chipper voice. She whipped around from her alchemy table where she’d been fiddling with random chemicals to distract herself (which was not the safest habit, truth be told). A blush ran over her face as her girlfriend bounced towards her, happy as could be. Amber looked just the same as she always did; cute red ribbon in her hair like bunny ears, cute short-shorts, cute thigh-high socks, cute corset, cute red blazer… the outfit had always looked nice in Sucrose’s opinion, but ever since that day under Mondstadt’s Hero, her entire perception had shifted from ‘nice’ to ‘cute’. What a strange phenomenon. She should record this to research it later-

“What’cha thinking about?” Amber interjected Sucrose’s thoughts. She grabbed one of the teal-haired woman’s hands and gave it a squeeze.

Sucrose shook her head to clear the bookish thoughts out and just gave Amber a nervous smile. “N-Nothing! Where are we going?”

“Hmm…” Amber hummed while pulling Sucrose towards the exit of her lab. She looked back and grinned. “I thought we could go for a walk around Mondstadt to get you a little exercise. Then we can have lunch, and then… who knows!”

Sucrose’s hand felt sweaty in Amber’s. She hoped it didn’t feel clammy or weird… “O-Ok, sounds good.”

The two of them had started dating a week ago after Amber’s sudden confession and Sucrose’s serious response. Well… to be honest, they hadn’t done much since then to be called ‘dating’. Amber had dropped by Sucrose’s lab a few times to hang out and talk, but besides that… Was this what dating was? Sucrose had always been under the impression that romantic relations were more intimate than this. Then again, Amber had been more intimate with Eula than she’d been with Sucrose thus far…

Right, Eula… and supposedly others. A flicker of doubt crossed Sucrose’s mind while Amber happily led her around the residential district. The doe-eared alchemist still had no idea how a multi-person relationship such as Amber was supposedly in worked. Until she did, she wasn’t sure she wanted to be involved in one either. Perhaps she had been hasty in her agreeance to Amber’s confession… even if Amber was strikingly cute and refreshingly bright and honest…

“Oh, Amber darling! What a surprise!”

For the second time that day, Sucrose was startled out of her thoughts by an unexpected voice. This time it was Mona. Sucrose didn’t know much about Mona apart from that she was an accomplished astrologist and that she was close with the Traveller and her master, Albedo. She seemed to know Amber, though, as she now approached them with a friendly smile.

“Mona, hey! It’s been a while!” Amber responded lightly. Then, when Mona reached them, she leaned up and gave Mona a kiss. Sucrose looked on in shock as the kiss lingered for a few seconds before Amber pulled away. She then continued as if nothing had happened, saying, “How are things with the astrology column? Still short on money?”

“Things are going fantastically with the column as a matter of fact~,” Mona said matter-of-factly. Then her stomach rumbled. The proud woman froze. She cleared her throat and looked away while saying, “But, ah, I may have miscalculated slightly in my budget this month. Again.”

Amber laughed. As she did, she wrapped her arms around Sucrose’s, pulling the off-guard woman close. “Well, we’re going to lunch in a little while if you want to join us!” Then, as if remembering something, she glanced at Sucrose. “If you’re alright with that, of course!”

As Sucrose struggled to find words to say, Mona quickly shook her head. “Oh, no, please! I wouldn’t want to impose at all. I’m actually on my way to pick up this month’s earnings, so I’ll be able to eat my fill on my own dime.”

“Aw, but I want to see you eat your fill~,” Amber joked. Then she bid Mona goodbye and the two parties went their separate ways.

After a minute of walking, Sucrose finally managed to ask the question that had been forming in her mind. “S-So, uh… she’s another one of your… partners?”

The two of them left the residential district and entered the main plaza. Amber guided Sucrose towards the stairs while replying lightly, “Oh, not really. We just have some fun sometimes. I like Mona but we don’t really click that way.”

“Um… ok…?” Sucrose didn’t actually mean ok. She had no idea what that meant, especially in relation to kissing as a seemingly casual greeting. If anything, she was more confused than when she thought Amber had multiple Eula-like relationships.

After a few more minutes of walking, the two of them reached the statue of Barbatos outside of the church. They took a second there to let Sucrose catch her breath. She’d been taking a walk every day to work on her stamina since the trip outside the city walls, but all the stairs leading up to the city’s highest spot had still winded her. They were sitting on a bench, Sucrose breathing heavily and Amber sitting right next to her, when there came a new greeting. “Amberrrrrr!”

The Outrider’s head swiveled around to find the source of the voice. Sucrose did the same. Bouncing towards them was one of the nuns from the church - a short blonde one in a white dress with blue accents and adornments. Amber’s face lit up and she held open her arms to catch the nun as she practically flung herself into Amber’s arms. “Barbara! I was hoping to catch you here!”

“I saw you out of the window while I was cleaning, so I took a break to come see you!” The nun - Barbara, presumably - laughed. Then she glanced over at Sucrose. Her eyes seemed to linger on how close Amber was sitting before making the journey up to her face. “You’re… the alchemist girl that works with Albedo, right?”

Sucrose blinked. “Yes, I am… s-sorry, and you are…?”

It was Barbara’s turn to blink. “You don’t know me?” She turned to look at Amber. “She doesn’t know me?”

Amber laughed. With a surprising amount of ease, Amber pulled Barbara onto her lap facing Sucrose, then put an arm around the alchemist’s shoulders, pulling her closer. “She’s super invested in her research and helping the Knights. I would’ve been more surprised if she had known who you are!”

“Hmm… is that so…?” Barbara said a small note of what seemed like intrigue in her voice. She leaned into Amber, resting her head on top of her brown hair, while keeping her eyes on Sucrose the whole time. Then she gave a small smile. “Thanks for your hard work! I’m sure my big sister appreciates you a lot!”

The sudden praise caught Sucrose by surprise -  so much so that she forgot to follow up on who this woman or her sister were. She awkwardly looked away while her face warmed up. “O-Oh, uh, it’s no problem. I’m just doing my job as master Albedo’s apprentice…”

Barbara and Amber chatted for a while with the smaller woman sitting on Amber’s lap the whole time. Then, when it was time for Barbara to get back to work, she gave the Outrider a quick peck on the lips before skipping back towards the church. Amber fondly watched her go. Then she looked over at Sucrose. “Ready to keep going?”

“...Yeah. Sure.”

This time, while they walked, Sucrose noted the stark silence that filled the air between them. She’d been so chatty with Barbara, and she’d been so casually close with Mona. Then she’d been both with Eula. Why was Sucrose different from them? Could she be like them, get Amber to interact with her like them?

Sucrose was still ruminating on that when they finished their walk by reaching the Angel’s Share. The trip back down the length of Mondstadt had been significantly easier thanks to being entirely downhill. Then, when they’d entered…

“Hey, look! It’s Amber and Sucrose! Hi Amber! Hi Sucrose”

Sucrose was getting a little tired of people calling out to Amber today. She loved that the brunette was so outgoing and had so many friends, but did she have to have so many ‘friends’ as well? Still, at least it probably wasn’t that this time. Sucrose found herself smiling and waving back at the people greeting them; Paimon and the Traveller. These two weren’t even in Mondstadt most of the time. There was no chance that one of them was involved with Amber that way… right?

The two waved them over to sit with them. There was already an abundance of food on the table, but Amber still split off from Sucrose for a moment to order more food. Sucrose went ahead and sat down first. “Hello, Traveller, Paimon. Are you here with others?”

“Huh? Nope!” came Paimon’s stark reply. She picked up a slice of pizza and took a hefty bite from it.

“Oh, sorry. I just assumed since the amount of food here is… well, that is to say that-”

Every meal’s like this since

Paimon’s a big eater.

Every meal’s like this since I’m   <--------------

a big eater.

After the Traveller’s interjection, there was a moment of silence apart from Paimon’s noisy chewing. Then a soft blush crept up Sucrose’s cheeks. She looked down at the table as she hastily said, “O-Oh, right, uh… D-Don’t worry about it!”

Paimon and the Traveller exchanged a look. Then they both shrugged and went back to eating. Sucrose sighed as she wrung her hands beneath the table. Visions of Amber’s stomach from last week were filling her head as she snuck peeks at the small stack of empty plates on the table along with just how much food was left. Just how close to that size would the Traveller get if she were to finish all this food…?

Sucrose let out a small yelp as Amber sat down next to her. The Outrider gave her a worried look. “Jeez, Sucrose! What’s wrong?”

“N-NOTHING!” Sucrose squeaked while fanning her face. Desperate for something to distract her tum-addled brain, she grabbed the leg off of a Sweet Madame and took a bite from it. The taste was wasted on her. All she could think of was a giant-bellied Traveller and the guilt she felt for thinking that on a date with Amber. Sure, Amber had multiple partners, but that didn’t mean Sucrose was alright with that for herself… was she?

“Well… if you say so…” Amber said, though her voice noted that she seemed unconvinced. She turned to the Traveller and greeted her, “Hey! It’s been way too long! What brings you back to Mondstadt?”

Paimon cleared her mouth with a hearty gulp of Wolfhook Juice, then answered, “We were doing a favor for Diluc! That’s why we’re here. He’s treating us as thanks for a job well done!”

“Aw, really? Lucky!” Amber licked her lips as she looked out over the spread of food. “Can Sucrose and I have some too? Not that Sucrose waited for permission, the hungry girl~.”

Sucrose almost choked on her chicken at that. She struggled for breath for a few seconds before managing to forcefully swallow the chunk of meat lodged in her throat. She sheepishly stared down at the chicken leg in her hands.

“Of course you two can share! Paimon likes to eat, but even I have to admit that this is just too much! Paimon has no idea why the Traveller ordered so much!”

At this, the Traveller just looked over at Amber and winked. Amber giggled, leaving Sucrose to wonder just what was left unsaid there. Then Amber picked up a spoon for a bowl of soup while saying, “Then don’t mind if we do~.”

There wasn’t much conversation at the table. Instead, there was just the sound of chewing and swallowing, of silverware on plates, and of the tiny twinkling that seemed to persistently follow Paimon. What little words were said were usually between Amber and Paimon catching up with the Traveller adding in a quip here and there. Sucrose just wordlessly ate. She was already exhausted from running into people today and from how much she’d been reanalyzing her thoughts on Amber. Asking her to participate in a group discussion was just too much.

At some point, the bartender brought over another few plates stacked high with food. He cleared away the old plates to make room, cast a weary eye on the group of hungry women, then left. Sucrose was a little embarrassed to be looked at like that, but she already had too much on her mind to give it any more thought at the moment.

Against all odds, the four of them managed to completely clean everything off of the table. Every bone had been picked clean, every drop of soup had been drunk, and every glass had been drained. Sucrose leaned back in her chair and rested her hands on her stomach. Uuugh, she felt sick. She’d never eaten this much in her life before. She’d tried to stop at several points, but each time she did, her mind would wander and start to take note of just how many more plates of food had been stacked up by the Traveller. She couldn’t have that, so she would bury herself in more food. The result was this bloated ball of a belly that strained her clothes and felt as hard and volatile as a phial filled with pyro slime. If she never ate again, it would be too soon.

“Aaah, that hit the spot!” Amber said aloud. She too was leaning back in her seat, though instead of being uncomfortable, she seemed satisfied. Sucrose’s eyes wandered down to her belly and she froze. She was so big! Not nearly as big as she’d been last week, of course, but she still had a modestly sized bump pushing out her corset. To be that big with the corset on, she must be stuffed beyond belief. Sucrose still didn’t fully understand why she was fascinated with bellies, but this, at least, was a belly she could obsess over without guilt.

Another round of blushing occurred when Amber looked over and noticed Sucrose staring. She grinned and gave her solid belly a few pats. “I could totally go for more, but I didn’t bring enough Mora for anything else and I’m guessing that your free food isn’t endless, right Traveller?”

The white-clad woman shook her head. Sucrose couldn’t see her stomach past the table and piles of dishes, but she must be similarly stuffed as Amber. She was dying for a peek- no! Nope! Bad Sucrose! You’re Amber’s girlfriend! Well… one of Amber’s girlfriends - not that that made it ok for Sucrose to have a wandering mind! Or maybe it did? No, wait - it didn’t! Did it? Uuuuh-

“That’s that, then! Let’s go outside for a little fun, then~.”

…Wait, what?

Before she knew it, Sucrose was being dragged by the arm out the back door of the tavern along with the Traveller and Paimon. She stumbled and gripped her stomach, which ached and rumbled angrily from the sudden rapid movement. Then they were out back. “Wh-What was that for?” Sucrose whined as Amber let go of her arm.

“You’ll see~” Amber teased. She then glanced up at Paimon. “Mind giving us some privacy?”

“Yeah, yeah, Paimon gets it!” The small fairy scoffed. She’d also had a sizable number of plates in front of her (especialyl considering her diminutive size), but if that amount of food had many any kind of change in her stomach, Sucrose couldn’t see it. She said, “Paimon isn’t sure what you two do when I’m not here or why Sucrose can stay, but don’t get too loud again! Paimon doesn’t want weird rumors about the Traveller getting started!” Then she vanished in a smattering of black sparkles.

With her gone, Amber shared a look with the Traveller. Then they both looked at Sucrose. “Ready~?” the bloated brunette asked.

“Ready for what-” Sucrose began, but quickly stopped as both of the other two women reached out. They each grabbed one of Sucrose’s hands and brought them to their respective bellies. Sucrose just gaped wordlessly as her hands were moved across two giant, overstuffed orbs. For the first time, in the confusion of the moment, she allowed herself to look at the Traveller’s middle. As expected, it was even more engorged than Amber’s, her white dress getting pulled up several inches by the new addition to her frame.

Sucrose was about to snap back to her senses and move her hands away when she felt two hands touching her taut stomach through her top. She squeaked, but her short protest was turned into a soft gasp as the fingers rubbed her belly through her clothes. By Barbatos, that felt so good… the massaging of her poor, tense belly was helping relieve all the tension she’d been feeling… The gravid bellies under her hands, her own stuffed tummy getting pampered… she wanted this to go on forever…

A cute giggle woke Sucrose from her tum-fugue. She looked at the source and grew flushed when she saw that Amber was staring at her. “You know, it’s really cute how involved you get when you’re interested in something~,” Amber purred. She stopped holding Sucrose’s hand to her stomach and instead pulled her closer. She embraced Sucrose, their stomachs pressing together, and smiled. “It’s like you’re lost in your own little world - and I get the fun of plucking you back out!”

Then she kissed her. Amber’s lips were soft and inviting, drawing Sucrose in. When she pulled away, Sucrose went with her somewhat, wanting more in spite of herself.

A click sounded. A familiar click. The click of a kamera! Sucrose whirled around to see the Traveller standing a few feet away and holding the implicated equipment. She stuck it in a fold in her dress (how did that work? Sucrose would have to ask later-), then stuck her tongue out in a cute way and did a peace sign with her fingers. Then she vanished in a flurry of golden sparkles.

Sucrose was left speechless for a moment. Then- “A-AMBER! Th-The Traveller! We have to go after her-”

“Aw, why would we do that?” Amber asked teasingly. She leaned forward and nuzzled Sucrose’s neck, sending electric tingles up and down Sucrose’s body. She continued softly, “Don’t worry, she won’t do anything bad with the picture. She just likes causing problems.”

Sucrose wanted to pull away and panic, but Amber’s nose and lips on her neck had somehow locked all her joints. “A-Aren’t problems something bad???”

Amber laughed. She pulled away and looked into Sucrose’s eyes. “What I’m saying is that she doesn’t want the picture - she just wanted your reaction from taking the picture. She’s a rascal~.”

Well… Sucrose wasn’t sure if that really made it okay, but… it was good enough for now. Besides… “Uh… so… I take it you and the Traveller have done something like this before, then…?”

“A few times, yeah,” Amber replied. She let her arms slip around Sucrose’s body. She caught one of Sucrose’s hands and held it. She started to walk. Sucrose followed along naturally. Amber glanced back over at Sucrose. “She’s not one of my girlfriends though, if that’s what you're wondering. We just have a common interest and have some fun sometimes.”

“Fun… right…”

The walk back was filled with a pregnant silence. Finally, they stopped… but not at Sucrose’s lab. The alchemist looked around, confused. “Where are we?”

“My place. Wanna come in?”

Sucrose’s heart did a small flip. Then it sank into the pit of her stomach as she remembered her thoughts. “...Sure.”

Amber took her inside. She lived in a small one-bedroom flat. It was filled with warmth. There were pictures of friends and family on every wall, mementos overflowing on a sizable shelf, and her couch had plush pillows with rabbit designs on them. Even the small worktable she had in one corner with all of the tools for maintaining her bow and building her baron bunnies looked well-kept and friendly. It was all very… Amber.

“Coffee?”

“Please.”

More silence followed that save for Amber humming a tune Sucrose had heard a bard playing in the plaza once. For once, Sucrose didn’t like that she wasn’t talking. So she talked. “So, uh… if I could ask… just how many people are you…?”

“Including you? Four.” Amber carried two cups of coffee to her couch, sat down, and patted the cushion next to her. Sucrose obliged and sat down. Amber gave her one of the cups, then continued, “I’m dating Barbara, Eula, Collei - you remember Collei, right? And, of course, you~.”

After today’s interactions, four was less than expected, but still… “So Mona and the Traveller really aren’t…?”

Amber pursed her lips. She took a sip from her coffee, then sighed. “I’m not dating them, but I do sometimes have some fun with them. I like being with them, but we just don’t click in the right way for me to want to be with them, you know?”

“Uh… sorry, no. N-Not really.”

Amber shrugged. “Collei doesn’t get it either while Eula and Barbara do. Still, if it upsets you, I won’t play with anyone I’m not dating anymore.”

Sucrose flinched. “N-No, I wasn’t trying to -  I don’t want to restrict you or anything! I just…” Sucrose fiddled with her cup. It was warm in her hands and felt nice. Comforting. “It just… you act so close with everyone else and then you’re silent with me… it just makes me feel… empty?”

The bloated brunette blinked. Then she set her cup down on her coffee table and wrapped her arms around Sucrose. “Awww, Sucrose! I’m sorry! I didn’t realize I was making you feel that way! Of course I’m not going to treat you the same way as other people! You’re you and they’re them!” Amber gave her a little squeeze before letting go. “And for the record, I’m not not talking to you because I don’t want to. You’re just someone I feel like I can be calm and quiet with. People usually expect me to be the talkative one -which I don’t mind, of course! - so to have someone that I can just exist around sometimes… it’s refreshing. I like that.”

…Oh. Oooh. So Sucrose had just been overthinking everything. She thought… Well, what she thought didn’t matter. It wasn’t true, after all. A small smile pressed her lips upward. She took a sip from her cup. “This coffee… isn’t great.”

Amber was silent for a moment. Then she giggled. “No, it’s definitely not. I’m not good at making coffee. Don’t really know why I offered it.”

Sucrose took another sip anyway. “I’m good at making coffee. I’ll make it next time.”

“Agreed,” Amber said gratefully. She leaned back into the couch and let out a deep sigh. “Jeez, I was so worried! I thought that you might want to break up after seeing all of that today!”

Sucrose chuckled. She decided to not mention that she’d been considering it at a few points. She took another drink, then winced. She’d forgotten just how full she was. Just those few drinks of coffee had filled up whatever tiny amount of room she’d made on the walk here. She set her cup down and rubbed her stomach. “Uuugh, I’m too full… I’ve never eaten this much in my life before…”

Amber was watching Sucrose rub her belly. She giggled at that, then said, “Guess I’m a bad influence, huh? I mean, look at this big old belly of mine~,”

The bunny-ribboned woman grabbed the sides of her belly with her hands and gave it a good shake. Sucrose was entranced by the way it wobbled despite being so tight. Before she knew it, her hand had moved from her own stomach to Amber’s. The Outrider didn’t complain, of course. She instead just purred contentedly while Sucrose started to rub. “Ahh, feels good…”

Sucrose gulped. She was this big even with the corset on… yet she’d gotten so big that she split her corset last week. Could she do that normally or had that just been the result of Sucrose’s experimental formula? She didn’t seem to be full like Sucrose was, at least, so maybe…

“What’s on your mind?” Amber asked, once again interrupting Sucrose’s thought. The doe-eared woman went to talk, but Amber interjected, “Oh, and don’t say nothing again! You can be honest with me. I won’t bite - promise!”

Well… Sucrose bit her lip. “I… I was just wondering… was last week, uh… an abnormality, or…?”

“Last week?” Amber pondered. She looked down at her belly, then at Sucrose. She grinned. “Weeeeell… I couldn’t say. I think it’d be better if you found out yourself~.”

“M-Myself?” Sucrose started. Amber shifted on the couch, moving until she was nestled into a nest of pillows in the corner of the sofa. Then she started fiddling with her corset. After a minute of quiet struggling, she got it undone. She pulled her arms out of her bodyless jacket, then pulled her corset off over her head. Sucrose’s eyes stopped following her arms after that. They stayed on her belly, which had plumped up noticeably in the absence of the bringing fabric. It was so round and sleek! Sucrose found herself getting drawn to it again.

As Sucrose scooted closer on the couch, Amber licked her lips. “Don’t get distracted yet! You wanted to know if I could get as big as last week, didn’t you?”

Sucrose froze. “Well, yeah, but… can you really eat anymore? I was thinking it might just have been from my formula.”

“I can, but… there’s another way that I think would be way more fun!”

The quiet woman gave her girlfriend a curious stare. “Another way…?”

A sly grin spread across Amber’s lips. “You have an Anemo vision, don’t you? I’m sure the archon of freedom wouldn’t mind us using Anemo to have a little bit of fun~.”

A beat passed. Then two. Three. Sucrose’s heart did a little skip and her eyes widened. “Y-You want me to-”

“Yes. Yes, I very much do~.”

Amber watched with a hungry look in her eyes while Sucrose hemmed and hawed. Finally, though… she gave in. “O-Okay, but… you have to tell me to stop when you’re too full, alright? I don’t want you popping!”

“Don’t worry - I’m into a lot of things, but popping isn’t one of them.”

Sucrose elected to ignore whatever those other things Amber was into might be for the time being and instead got up. Amber sat up and Sucrose nervously settled down in the nest of pillows. The spot Amber had been lying on was so warm… and so was the woman herself. The fiery brunette leaned into Sucrose, pressing down on her stuffed belly and enveloping her in her warm scent. She tilted her head up and smiled at Sucrose. “You’re so comfy~. Ready when you are!”

She opened her mouth wide and closed her eyes. By Barbatos, that expression on her face shouldn’t be legal for the sake of Sucrose’s poor heart. The worked-up alchemist was already starting to breathe hard by the time she reached up with her hands and put them over Amber’s mouth. It was time.

Sucrose began to focus. She felt a small trickle of energy flowing through her body as the air started to move around her palm. It grew stronger and stronger until she was creating a small green-tinted breeze from her hands - a breeze that was aimed directly into Amber’s waiting mouth.

The Anemo-visioned woman held her hand tight across Amber’s mouth, ensuring that as little of the Anemo-enforced gust escaped as possible. The results were immediate. Amber let out a sharp gasp and her right hand grabbed the back cushion of her couch as if to stabilize herself. Sucrose didn’t pay much more mind to her hands, though. Her attention was focused elsewhere.

Amber’s belly was visibly vibrating from the wind being blown down into it. That wasn’t the only visible reaction; her tight tummy was swelling right before Sucrose’s eyes! While one hand stayed clamped over the inflating woman’s mouth, the other sought out the sleek surface of her belly. The vibrations seemed even more surreal when she was feeling them on her hand. She couldn’t even imagine what it must feel like for Amber right now.

If there was any pain or discomfort to this, Sucrose didn’t believe that Amber cared. Her grasp on the couch cushion tightened while her other hand reached up and held onto Sucrose’s Anemo-producing arm with a death grip. Her face was flushed and her legs squirmed. If not for the hungry look in her eyes, Sucrose might’ve mistaken all of these signs as the pain and discomfort she was so worried about. The context for all these changes completely with that single look, though…

The food inside Amber’s stomach had given her a prominent food baby that looked like it could’ve popped a pants button. Now, though, her tummy was so heavily swollen with Anemo that it looked unreal. Right before Sucrose’s very eyes, Amber’s taut belly reached the size it had been last week - and then surpassed it. As it turned out, Sucrose’s experimental formula hadn’t impacted Amber’s capacity at all. She was just naturally like this.

Still, despite this newfound revelation, it was clear that Amber did indeed have a maximum capacity - and she was reaching it. Her grip on Sucrose’s arm tightened, her nails starting to dig into her pale skin. Her toes were starting to curl, digging into the couch, and sweat was starting to drip down her face and her belly. Her belly didn’t seem to vibrate much anymore. Instead, it was just swelling. Slowly but surely, it was pushing out and up, turning into a veritable orb instead of a mound.

Alright, that was enough. As unbelievably excited as Sucrose was to be able to witness this and enjoy it as much as she wanted, she was getting scared. Amber’s tummy looked as if it might burst at any second! She shut off her Anemo, then went to pull her hand away - but couldn’t. Amber was holding Sucrose’s hand to her mouth with far more strength than the bony alchemist could ever hope to compete with. The oversized Outrider shot an excited look up at her partner. It was a look with a message that Sucrose fully understood. She was still terrified that Amber might pop at any moment, but… if she was sure she could take it, then… Sucrose was thrilled to see just how big she could get…

She started blasting Anema back down Amber’s throat, albeit at a slower pace this time. Amber squealed and then moaned as she once again felt her belly getting blown up with Anemo. She took her hand from Sucrose’s arm (where she had left nail indents, which Sucrose… didn’t hate, honestly) and went to her tummy. She gave the orb a solid thump and Sucrose was enthralled by how hollow it sounded. The Anemo inside of her outmatched the food so much that it made that kind of sound? That was amazing!

Amber’s belly swelled more and more, becoming more absurd with each passing moment. Sucrose was familiar with pregnancies thanks to her extensive knowledge of biology (though she typically preferred studying plant life to animal (including human) life). This was what she had based her earlier assumption that Amber was fit to burst on. Clearly, though, Sucrose had known nothing since Amber had soundly outgrown the size of any pregnant woman Sucrose had ever seen or read about before.

Even the dauntless Outrider seemed to be finding it hard to keep going, though. Her eyes were fluttering and her whole body seemed to be spasming against Sucrose’s body. Her face was flushed fully red while her belly seemed to be growing a little flushed itself. Both hands were now clutching the couch for dear life. The need to know how big Amber could get was too overwhelming for her to resist. The only thing that would stop Sucrose at this point was Amber herself.

Another ten seconds, another half an inch. Amber seemed to be having difficulty holding everything inside herself at this point. Her throat was convulsing and Sucrose could feel the pressure against the hand covering Amber’s mouth building. She was truly filling her girlfriend to the very brim!

Finally, just as some worrying sounds were starting to rumble inside Amber’s belly, the overinflated Outrider clamped her mouth shut under Sucrose’s hand. Sucrose pulled it away and immediately sent it to work with her other hand, which had been massaging Amber’s tummy in a vain attempt to soothe it. Her skin practically squeaked under Sucrose’s touch. There was absolutely no give left at all, even when Sucrose tried to push in. All that resulted from that was Amber’s cheeks puffing up and a series of violent gurgles coming from inside of her.

“W-Wow, you… you’re so… big…” Sucrose breathed, her face burning hot. “H-How can you hold so much-”

In a sudden rush, Amber’s hands had latched onto the sides of Sucrose’s head and had pulled it down. The fiery woman’s lips latched onto hers. The sudden kiss was surprising - but not as surprising as what came next. Sucrose (embarrassingly) had expected Amber’s tongue to enter her mouth. Instead, a sudden powerful rush of air was what met her own tongue - and then promptly forced itself down her throat.

“MM-MMMPH!” Sucrose squeaked in protest, but the Outrider firmly held Sucrose’s lips to hers. A low rumbling accompanied the air rushing up her throat, matching the violent gurgling that was resonating throughout Sucrose’s now expanding belly. Oh archons, her poor tummy! Sucrose’s protests devolved into pained moaning as her belly ached and pulsed with each extra bit of air Amber forced into it. She was too full! WAY too full!

Amber’s burp-kiss only lasted for about ten seconds, but it felt like an hour for Sucrose’s straining belly. The moment she released Sucrose’s head and the alchemist could pull away, she reeled back and let out a horrific belch. She collapsed backward, panting. “OoooOoooh… why would you do that…?”

The spicy woman’s response was a bout of giggling punctuated by long, breathy belches. She cuddled back into Sucrose, making the doe-eared woman burp again with the extra tum-pressure. Amber glanced up at Sucrose. “I’ve always wanted to try that! I read about it in a- *UUURP* a light novel from Inazuma once and it sounded SO hot!” Then she blinked. “Uh, was that alright? Id didn’t make you sick or anything, did I?”

“W-Well… I d-don’t feel like throwing up… so…”

“That’s good! Was it good, then?”

“...M-Maybe…”

Another bout of giggling came from Amber shortly after another gassy burp. “We can add that to the list of things to try again in the future, then~.”

The future… Sucrose felt all warm and fuzzy at that. She sighed and rested her chin on Amber’s soft hair. “I feel so… heavy… and slow… and…”

“Tingly, right?”

It was Sucrose’s turn to laugh. “Yes, exactly. I don’t know how often I want to do this, but… from time to time, this would be fun.”

Amber pulled Sucrose’s arm around her. She gave her bicep a little smooch. “That sounds perfect~.”

Sucrose felt herself starting to doze off. She must be falling into a food coma. Amber was so soft and warm, too… and the couch was so comfy… and she felt so happy… uh-oh… she still wanted to talk to Amber…! She wanted to talk about… her guilt over ogling… the Traveller… she needed to get up now, or… she was going to… to…

…zzzzz…

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Fun little side-story:

It was three days after her date with Amber. Sucrose, while lying in bed trying to fall asleep, couldn’t get the image of the Angel’s Share bartender judging her for how much she was eating out of her head. GAH, she was going to DIE of embarrassment! Sucrose could NEVER go back to the Angel’s Share again! NEVER! NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER-

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Well, this fic took too long to complete, lol. I spent a lot of time trying to introduce Amber's style of polyamory as well as I could without making it seem like she's just kind of a floozy, if that makes any sense? Or maybe I'm being offensive by trying to explain it at all, lol.

Also, a first for burp kissing! A fun concept but one that is really hit or miss for me personally. This time, though? A definite hit~.

Btw, I'm gonna be taking it a little easier on myself when it comes to uploading here. I've been super busy as of late and I can't make myself more stressed by being anxious about Patreon uploads, lol. I'll still try and get my usual few fics out a month, but if my output does end up going down... that's why~.