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A Purely Magical Filling
🕑 Added 2022-03-18 07:32:56 +0000 UTCThis was one of the strangest things that had happened to Vios lately. And she’d drunk her own bodyweight in river-water.
Vios had lain down in a clearing in the woods after finishing a patrol of her territory. It was one of her favorite napping spots - the ground was soft thanks to the soft earth and springy plants, but it was never muddy even when it rained. Vios didn’t mind mud at all, but she found that the squishies under her protection were more likely to be friendly with her when she looked clean, and she did not enjoy scrubbing herself in the river. Especially since that damned fae kept showing up to poke fun at her lately…
She had settled in the clearing for just a short while and was just starting to fall asleep when she started to smell squishies. Bandits and the like usually didn’t stray too far from squishy paths, so Vios had figured that they were hunters and let herself fall asleep. Even if it was a bandit, it would take a special breed of squishy to pierce her thick skin. She had no reason to be afraid.
Then she’d woken up shortly after when something small began poking her eyelid. There was some kind of pressure on her cheek, too. Vios had cracked open her eyelid to see what was happening, which led to the present. She had a human standing on her face, sneering down at her, and a vague sense of pressure on her arms, legs, and body. A quick glance down at her arm, which was spread across the clearing next to her, showed her that she’d been tied down with rope. ROPE.
This had to be a joke. One of the villages was playing a cute prank on their friendly giant guardian. Vios didn’t recognize the jeering squishy on her face, nor of the handful of squishies she saw around her ‘restrained’ arm, but she decided to play along anyway. She pretended to pull on the ropes (nearly pulling her leg free in the process, from the feel of it), then said, “What’s going on?”
The tiny man on her face cackled and knelt down. He seemed fairly attractive, as far as squishy standards went. Too skinny and not enough scars for Vios’ tastes, though. He spoke, confident in his own words, “Have a happy nap, giant? Betcha wish you’d taken a snooze in a safer spot now, huh?”
Oooh, the squishies were really going for this prank. It wasn’t very often that something this small dared to try to prank her, so it was a fun change of pace. Still, she had her pride. She wasn’t about to go about pretending to be meek all of a sudden. “Not really. The sun here feels amazing.”
The tiny man laughed. “I guess giants really don’t understand fear! Don’t worry, you damn cannibal. We’ll carve the meaning of fear right into that stone heart of yours!”
This… This didn’t sound like much of a prank anymore. Vios scowled, her eyes crossing to peer at the twiggish figure on her face. “Bold words coming from a snack. You aren’t worth the effort it’d take to digest you.” The giantess glanced around and noticed that there actually a lot of squishies gathered around her and not a single one looked like they’d come from one of her villages. They looked like bandits, actually. So… they were probably bandits. Huh. Good for them.
On another glance around the clearing, Vios noticed that there were a few squishy weapons with shattered blades or broken handles lying around. She grinned and crossed her eyes to see the leader squishy again. “So, what? None of your dirt-forged weapons could hurt me, so you tied me down? How does that help you? You still can’t hurt me.”
“Not from the outside, we can’t,” The man crowed. He waved an arm at some of the bandits to his right while calling out, “Hey, bring the thing!”
Vios eyed the bandit group warily. She doubted that the glorified meat bags had anything that could hurt her, but if there was one thing she’d learned from her giant kin, it was to never underestimate squishies. Depending on what the squishies brought out…
A thin squishy clad in some kind of long cloak came forward until they were next to Vios’ face. They pulled what looked like a small clear blue ball from their cloak, which they then tossed up to the leader before returning to the crowd.
The leader snickered as he tossed the orb up and down. “Hey, know what this is?”
“Of course I-”
As Vios spoke, the man moved his hand to let the orb fall instead of catching it. And it fell right into Vios’ mouth - and, being so tiny, it went straight into her throat.
The giant roared and yanked herself free from the feeble ropes that were binding her. The man, shocked, went flying through the air for several brief moments before getting caught by Vios. She sat upright and dangled the pathetic squishy in front of her face. “WHAT WAS THAT BALL!?” Vios snarled, baring her teeth that were each easily as long as the man’s arms.
The tiny creature had completely lost his composure. He laughed wildly, swinging by the foot Vios was holding. “What does it matter!? You’ll be dead before long, so just accept your fate as a lesser creature, you filthy beast!”
The veins in Vios’ head throbbed as she growled, “Accept THIS!”. She grabbed the man by his torso, wound her arm back, and tossed the tiny brat as far as she could. She could still hear his screaming even as he turned into a tiny speck in the distance.
Naturally, the rest of the squishies didn’t escape unpunished either. Vios left her favorite clearing spotted with crumpled metal and blood and she stomped through the trees, seething. What was wrong with her!? She knew what squishies were capable of! That’s why she’d gone through the effort of making herself seem like a ‘friendly’ giant! And yet she’d let her guard down anyways!
Vios belched loudly as she crashed through the woods. Actually, now that she thought about it, what was wrong with those bandits? Even after she’d broken free, not a single one had tried to run - and the leader hadn’t even begged for his life while he’d been hanging there! Giants have no fear, her ass. Those squishies were the truly fearless ones. And that wasn’t a good thing.
Another loud burp rumbled up Vios’ throat and she stopped walking. Something was wrong. Her insides were rumbling ominously and pressure seemed to be building up in her gut. Vios belched again and again, but each one only relieved the pressure for a moment before it built up again even faster than before.
It was the ball. It really WAS doing something to her! DAMN those squishies! What had the leader said again? Something about not being able to hurt her from the outside? So what was this thing doing inside of her?
Vios started walking again, faster this time. She needed someplace safe to work through whatever was happening to her. If she hurried, she could make it back to her mostly finished den.
But as she walked, it was getting harder to keep a fast pace up. As the pressure inside of her belly continued to mount, Vios started to belch more and more. Each one was massive, sending tremors through her whole body and the nearby trees. And with the increased pace, it was getting harder and harder to breathe. Giants could hold their breath for a while, but at this rate, Vios was going to pass out before she made it to her den.
The giantess did the only thing she could: she grit her teeth and held her throat shut.
The results were immediate. The pressure inside of Vios began to mount rapidly, her gut rumbling and groaning violently from whatever was filling her. She put a hand to her stomach in a vain effort to soothe it, but nearly tripped in surprise as her hands met her belly sooner than they should have. Her belly was already ballooning outward, swelling underneath her fingertips.
Vios’ mind filled with shock as her fingers were spread further and further apart by her swelling skin. How could that tiny little clear ball possibly hold this much inside of it? Was this the work of magic? Was magic able to do such things? The magic-using bandits Vios had smashed before had never had anything like this, though.
It was getting difficult to continue holding everything inside, but Vios was almost back to her den! Her walk turned into a run. Whatever was filling her felt dense and heavy, even more so than water. It wouldn’t be very long before Vios began to have issues standing up, let alone walking. She needed to get there before that happened! She couldn’t risk some other bandit group finding her while she was stuck by her own gut!
Finally, Vios broke into the large stone clearing she’d made around her den. Just in time, too. She collapsed onto her knees right in front of her den, her chest heaving, and felt her stomach bounce wildly. Water and food were one thing, but the thought of some mystery gunk filling Vios out like this made her too nervous to enjoy the feeling of her gut weighing heavily on her muscular frame.
Vios winced and fell forward, bracing herself on the cold stone beneath her. Her gut hung down from her body readily, swaying unnaturally from the force of whatever was happening inside. The giantess’ eyes widened as she saw her belly visibly growing, creeping down towards the stone below. It wasn’t slowing down. If anything, it was getting FASTER.
There was so much pressure! Vios’ belly would feel hard after food and would slosh after beer or water, but with this, there was just weight and pressure! What was this!? And the urge to burp - Vios had never felt the need so strongly before! But she was at her den now and had caught her breath, so now…
The giantess took a deep breath, then let the critical pressure inside of her rocket up her throat and become-
*OOOOOOOUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUU-OOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRPPPP*
The earth-quaking belch made the tree around Vios’ clearing sway and the stone on the ground clatter. The giant gasped, somehow physically tired from the burp. It hadn’t been like a normal belch. It had been low and heavy, almost as if it wasn’t air coming up, but instead-
*BUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOUU-OOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRP*
Spots appeared in Vios’ vision, then quickly cleared up. Dear Daemos, what was happening? Vios let her head dangle down, getting a look at herself. Her stomach had shrunk from the sheer size of her burps but was quickly swelling back up again. Vios’ head felt a bit spotty, but it seemed like whatever was filling her was also what she was belching out. If that was the case…
*OOOOOUUUUUUOOOOORORRRRRRRPP*
*BBUUUUUUOOOOOOOORRRRP*
*UUUUUUUUUUOOO-OOORP*
*UUUUUUUUUURP*
*UUOORP*
Vios clenched her eyes, her body trembling. She couldn’t keep up. This really wasn’t like normal burping. Even if it came up naturally, each burp was physically exhausting. And even if she managed to keep going, her stomach would fill back up almost just as quickly. It really WAS getting faster. If it kept picking up speed, then Vios wouldn’t be able to get everything out fast enough even if she never stopped belching at all.
Even as Vios took just a moment to recover, her stomach began to groan and tighten, pushing ever out. The giantess didn’t think much of it until something flat and cold began to press up against her belly. The apex of her gut had reached the ground and was pressing flat against the cold stone, her stomach quickly expanding around now that it couldn’t grow out anymore.
Being a giant, Vios had a massive capacity. Hells, even among giants, Vios was a big eater. But her stomach was now well past the point of being comfortably full. If it kept growing like this, then she’d quickly reach her largest size, and then if she STILL kept growing, then… then…
A cold sweat ran down Vios’ back. She braced herself, then opened up her jaw again.
Vios burped, loudly, again and again and again. At first, it worked. Her stomach began to shrink, even lifting back up off the ground again. But before long, Vios noticed that her grey skin was approaching the stone once again. Her throat and jaw were sore and tired. She was slowing down. Her stomach felt the cold embrace of the stone once more, then felt more and more of it as her stomach continued to inflate.
Her skin was so tight! Vios lifted one hand to rub her poor belly, then bit the bullet and raised her other hand as well. At this point, the weight inside of her was heavier than her body itself, so the extra pressure of laying on top of her own belly didn’t do much. She panted heavily, groping her own body as it groaned and stretched, pushing outward.
Just how big could she get? Vios was already seeing stars, her skin taut and hard as the stone underneath it. It hurt so badly! Her body was rippling with tension and pain, her belly feeling as overfull and overripe as it could get.
She couldn’t do it anymore! Weak belches trickled out of Vios’ exhausted throat as she lay, defeated, on top of herself. The pain and the pressure were too much! Her belly was too big, too heavy! She couldn’t handle it! So big! So tight! She was going to explode! The mystery stuff was going to go everywhere! Oh Daemos below, she was- FUCK! She- SHE- SHE-!
Something inside of Vios seemed to give in, making her moan as loud as her loudest belch and making her whole body tremble. Then her body continued to tremble as Vios felt the strange not-air stuff surge through her lower belly, going towards-
Vios clenched her jaw. If the not-air going out this way was going to be as exhausting as burping it up was, then Vios might not be making any stops to her waste hole anytime soon…
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After what felt like a full moon, Vios collapsed onto her side, drained of all energy. Her stomach was still heavily bloated, just barely large enough to have been touching the ground before she’d collapsed, but the giantess didn’t have the strength left to care. She was just glad that the orb had finally stopped.
Vios immediately began to black out, but not before having one last thought: the next time she saw a squishy wearing one of those long cloaks, they were getting flattened first. Damn magic squishies and their infinite ball things…
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A fast and intense fic featuring my one and only giantess character~. It's a bit shorter than my usual fics, so I'll see about getting a short or two up before March is out.
Two fun facts about this fic: 1) The substance filling Vios is the pure magic that was being stored inside the magic crystal she swallowed (I've made a whole bunch of lore up for how that works, but it'll probs never see the light of day, lol). 2) Vios was THIS close to just straight-up eating the bandit leader since it seemed in-character, but fatal vore is a major turn-off for me, soooo... this bitch empty. YEET!
The astute among you might've noticed that this fic is pretty late compared to my usual schedule. Since I changed it so that the exclusive fic takes the place of the regular fic closest to it, and since the exclusive is the last of the month always, that kinda gunks up the old schedule a bit.
So from now on, I'm going with a rough but firm 'Three regular fics a month' schedule, spaced as far apart as I can manage. The short fics I'll upload occasionally should hopefully make up for the slightly longer waits between fics, though.
