While Faith was helping Hannah with her exercises, her thoughts kept turning to Blake. Like the other girls, she wanted to have him in her belly, but unlike them, she could actually make it happen. Casting a spell without calling attention to the fact would have been impossible at the burger bar, but in this environment and with everyone completely engrossed in what they were doing, it would be child's play. Plus, when she spotted Jade doing crunches, she reasoned that Blake was probably being tortured by his sister's abs and could do with a break. With her mind made up, she muttered the magic words under her breath so that no-one could possibly hear them over the music and everyone's grunting.

In Jade's abs, Blake cried out in agony and despair. There was nothing he could do to get his sister's attention, and he was in too much pain to focus on a spell. He was doomed to lose the rest of his biomass and spend the rest of his life as an immobile consciousness within Jade's belly fat. When everything around him went black, he thought that was it.

But then the gym came back into view for Blake, only now he could see his sister exercising. He jumped up and down, thrilled to be free from Jade's belly, but then he noticed a familiar constricting feeling all around him and a familiar gurgling and groaning from behind him. He kicked and growled in frustration and disappointment as he realised he had just been transferred to someone else's belly. But who was he part of now?

Blake pushed the belly fat around him and it felt like there was more of it than before, so he guessed this person was a bit chubbier than his sister. It also still felt like part of him was missing, so none of his biomass had been restored either, much to his annoyance. There was a metal bar that kept rising and falling in front of him. When Blake looked down, he couldn't quite see the face of the person lifting the bar, but the pudgy figure wearing jeans and a pastel blue crop top could only have been Hannah. He then remembered that Faith had gone to help Hannah with her weightlifting. Of course! Faith was a mage too, so she must have cast a spell to teleport him out of Jade's belly and into hers!

Faith chuckled softly when she felt Blake squirming around in her belly. The spell was a success, and now she had him right where she wanted him. But something didn't feel quite right. She saw how much of a lump he made when he was in Jade's belly, but the person in her belly fat now seemed to be smaller. Did something go wrong with her spell, or did part of Blake's body disappear before she cast it? She needed to find out, but she couldn't do it inside the gym.

"What a workout," Hannah huffed as she lifted her barbell back onto the squat rack and sat up on the bench. "I'm gonna go see how Emily's doing."

"And I shall briefly depart from this temple of infernal heat and body odour," Faith declared. She and Hannah then went their separate ways. As Faith wordlessly walked past Jade and left the gym, Blake felt himself and the fat around him wobble and bounce somewhat more than when he was in Jade's belly. He was embarrassed to say that it actually felt a little more pleasant.

Once outside the gym, Faith continued to walk past a couple more buildings until she found an alleyway to duck into. It was around this time that she could feel a warmth in her belly from where Blake was blushing. With an amused smirk on her face, she looked down at her belly and quietly spoke another incantation in the alley. Blake then heard Faith's voice again, but this time it had a faint reverb that told him that she was speaking telepathically.

"Well, Blake, my fellow mage, I'm sure you know where you are right now, and you've probably got a few questions."

"Yes, Faith. Wait, sorry, I mean Countess of Shadows," Blake replied deferentially through the private telepathic link. Faith laughed out loud when she heard him use that title.

"There's no need for that. All that stuff I said about demons and dark lords, it's all just a smokescreen to hide my true magical powers." When Faith didn't hear Blake say anything for a few seconds, she elaborated. "It means if any normal person finds my spellbook or other magical stuff, they won't think I'm actually a mage, they'll just think it's part of this weird dark sorceress persona I made up." Suddenly Blake found himself wondering why he never thought of that. "Anyway, I've got some questions for you too. Starting with, why are you smaller than before?"

"Yeah, about that. Turns out I'm not completely indestructible," Blake explained, his voice tinged with disappointment. "When Jade started doing crunches, they burned up my body. If you hadn't teleported me into your belly, I'd have lost all my biomass. Then I wouldn't have been able to move and I would've been stuck as part of her belly forever."

"I see," Faith said in a tone that betrayed a heightened interest in Blake's predicament. This did not go unnoticed by the imprisoned mage.

"Wait, you're not planning to burn the rest of me off, are you? Please, I don't wanna be trapped in here forever!" Blake begged while squirming anxiously. He heard Faith chuckle again and saw her start rubbing his spot on her belly, and he silently hoped that he hadn't just said something foolish.

"I thought about that," Faith said as she gave her belly a couple of pats, jostling Blake and the belly fat around him, "but then I came up with something I think we'll both like more." As Faith's belly churned and gurgled away, Blake was slightly relieved that, for now at least, she was opposed to burning away the last of his biomass. Nevertheless, he remained cautious about her idea that apparently they would both like.

"Go on," Blake prompted with trepidation.

"First of all," Faith pointed out, "you might not want to spend the rest of your life in my belly, but I'm pretty sure you do like it in my belly. Don't try to deny it, I felt you blushing in there!" Judging by the sudden kick she felt from Blake, she guessed that he had hoped to keep that fact secret. "Is it the noises it makes? All that gurgling and rumbling? Or maybe it's the way it jiggles and bounces? Or maybe you like when I rub it and pat it?" With each question, Faith felt Blake's spot get warmer and warmer, making her strongly suspect the answer was 'all of the above'.

"OK, yes, I love your belly," Blake begrudgingly admitted. "Can we please move on?"

"Good," Faith continued, "because I've wanted you in my belly ever since I saw you in Jade's belly. I want to see you and feel you wriggling and jumping around and kicking in there." Blake pushed out as much as he could, making his spot on Faith's belly stick out, then pulled himself back in, and then repeated the motion several more times. Faith enjoyed it so much that she moaned out loud as she placed a hand on her belly. "You look so cute in my belly," she added, "and you feel so good too. But you know what would be even better? If I restored your lost biomass."

"Really?" Blake yelped eagerly. The loss of his biomass earlier sucked and he would gladly take an opportunity to regain it.

"Yes, Blake. I know a spell that'll fuse a bit of my belly fat with your current physical form. You'll be back to the size you were earlier. Then you'll feel even better in my belly, and look even cuter too!" Blake sighed as he realised that obviously Faith's actions weren't truly altruistic. In fact, even if she didn't want to burn him up, it was also starting to sound like she never wanted him to leave either.

"I'm glad you love having me in your belly, Faith, and I do like being in your belly, but you can't just keep me in here forever," Blake objected. "I still have my own life to live. I still have my own dreams. I still have other people who care about me. I can't just give all that up for a life of being your belly fat." He expected to hear some pushback from Faith but she didn't say anything. Instead, he just had the gurgles and groans from her belly to keep him company. He just hoped she wasn't upset with him now.

"I know some spells that would make that possible, Blake." Faith warned darkly. "I could make everyone forget you even exist, and I could make you want nothing else in the world except to be an extra special bit of fat on my belly." Blake froze in terror at her words. Part of him hoped that Faith was bluffing, but how could he be sure? She could restore his biomass, which was more than what he could do, so just what else was she capable of? Did Blake truly have no choice but to live the rest of his days jiggling away on Faith's pudgy belly?

"But that's a bit more extreme than what I had in mind." Faith's tone suddenly switched to a much more amicable one. How many more twists and turns did this girl have up her sleeve? "Instead, I was thinking that you could be my boyfriend." If Blake had a jaw, it would have been on the floor at this point. "Then, as part of our relationship, I thought that maybe we could make this a regular thing. You go in my belly for a while, we both have some fun, and then I get you out and we can go about our lives as normal." That was a lot for Blake to process, so he mulled it over for a while with the digestive noises of Faith's belly in the background.

Blake was all but certain that, if he said no, Faith would ensure that he never got to leave her belly. Whether she'd simply burn away what was left of him or use those spells she claimed to know, he wasn't sure. Would it make much difference which method she used?

So surely Blake had to say yes. But then how often would Faith want to eat him and put him in her belly? And for how long at a time? Depending on the answers to those questions, there might not be much difference between being Faith's boyfriend and being Faith's belly fat forever.