Blake was in a world of torment. Behind him, the stuffed stomach of his captor pressed into him, gurgling and groaning and grumbling as it tried to process all the food and drink inside it. His form was being stretched and pulled and squished to its limits, forcing him to endure persistent painful sensations. It took a considerable amount of willpower for him not to scream and beg Aliyah to make it stop.
Despite this, Blake found himself wondering how Aliyah was holding up. She may have enjoyed herself while she was eating all of his food, but surely the feeling of her belly being so bloated had to be uncomfortable for her too. Admittedly, Blake didn't know a whole lot about angel physiology, but it wouldn't hurt to ask. Besides, maybe focusing on how Aliyah was feeling would help take his mind off of the pain he had to deal with.
"Aliyah, is everything alright?" Blake asked between winces of pain. "You're not in pain, are you?"
Aliyah's eyes widened when she heard Blake's question. She had assumed that he was going to complain about how unbearably tight it was in her abs now, so for him to ask about how she felt caught her by surprise. She looked down at her distended belly, ignoring the dirty top that covered her large breasts, and slowly rubbed the sides of it with both hands.
"No need to worry, I am fine," Aliyah replied confidently. "It's just a minor stomach ache, nothing I cannot handle." She gave the sides of her big belly a few pats and Blake heard something slosh inside her belly with each one. He also felt his prison loosen just enough to allow him to move ever so slightly again. "Though I do appreciate your concern," Aliyah added with a soft smile.
As Blake regained the ability to move a tiny amount within the confines of Aliyah's belly, he thought about her stomach ache. From the way she described it, it sounded a lot less severe than he was expecting, given the quantity of food she had consumed. Were angels' bodies better equipped to handle eating large amounts, or was Aliyah just especially capable? Either way, she had gone a little over her limit and was now paying the price. The mage found himself wishing he could do something to soothe her belly. And then he got an idea.
Aliyah was rubbing the sides of her belly again when she suddenly felt something next to her belly button. She knew that it was Blake moving around once more, but it felt different this time. Previously, it felt like he was kicking and squirming to try and break free from her abs - a futile task, to be sure, but one that gave her a nice feeling in her belly. This time, it felt more like he was trying to give her a belly rub from within her belly fat. His tiny form massaged one spot of her swollen stomach and both of them could hear the muffled sound of something breaking apart inside. Aliyah couldn't help but let out an "Ooooooo!" at the pleasant sensation in her belly, and the sound of her satisfaction made Blake happy too.
"You surprise me, Blake," Aliyah commented as she patted her gargantuan gut. "I thought you would be complaining about how awfully tight it is for you in there and how much it hurts, yet you chose to help me with a little stomach ache instead."
"It does hurt a little bit, yeah," Blake said, grunting when things got painful for him again, "but ... well, I thought that was just part of the punishment." Aliyah was taken aback by the mage's remark.
"Technically, yes, being confined to my abdomen means experiencing a certain tightness, but you helped to soothe my discomfort, so it is only fair that I help to soothe yours." With that, Aliyah closed her eyes and started to hum. Then Blake began feeling something soft form all around him. While his prison still felt tight, he no longer felt like he was being stretched to his breaking point. It was as if more belly fat had appeared around him to take some of the strain, reducing the amount he had to be stretched.
When Blake looked at the reflection of Aliyah's belly in the mirror, his gaze was drawn to his spot on her belly and, sure enough, there was now more fat in that area! To confirm his theory, the mage gave some of this new fat a little kick and watched it jiggle in the mirror. Aliyah watched this happen and chuckled at her prisoner's reaction to her magic.
"I don't know how you did it," Blake said, "but thank you so much Aliyah!"
"That is one of my magical abilities: body sculpting," Aliyah explained. "Put simply, I can take the fat from one part of my body and move it to another part. In this case, I temporarily moved some of the fat from my breasts." When Blake remembered just how big those breasts were, he felt his entire body heat up. He peered at Aliyah's chest, curious to see if it had shrunk at all, but he didn't notice any difference. Maybe he would have if he were closer to it.
Blake's attention was drawn back to Aliyah's big belly when she patted his spot a couple of times. For a moment, he worried that she had caught him thinking about her boobs and was offended by it. Luckily, the sentinel didn't start reprimanding him. Instead, the only sound he heard for a little while was the sound of her stomach slowly breaking its contents down.
Eventually, Aliyah would digest everything she had just eaten, but with how things were going so far, Blake figured it would take a long time. Was the angel just going to sit there and wait until it was done, or was she going to try to do something while her belly was still engorged like this?