Claire Becomes a Magical Mom Small Bargain - Definitive Edition chapter 9 by slappy

Now that Claire was in the privacy of her own home, she allowed herself to fully enjoy having Blake in her abdomen. She giggled at the sensation his struggles were causing while admiring the reflection of her belly in the mirror. The way that little lump of fat jumped around on it was kinda cute.

"Oh, my sweet, sweet Blakey-pie," Claire cooed, making her son groan in embarrassment. "So yummy and tasty and delicious, and so good for my belly too." She patted her belly a few times, close enough to Blake's spot for him to feel the impacts but far enough from it that her hand didn't block his view of her reflection. "Sooooo ... how does mommy's tasty treat like mommy's tummy?" she asked in a sing-song voice.

"Oh God, please stop, mom! Just get me out of here!" Blake whined. Any relief he felt from Claire not burning up his biomass with her usual exercise routine paled in light of how humiliating it was to hear her talk about him this way. Like he was nothing more than a little snack for her and now a little lump of belly fat for her to play with. Unfortunately for Blake, his mother was more interested in thinking of ways to tease him than help him.

Suddenly, the solid wall of abs behind the mage began to shift and slide around rhythmically. Blake screamed as he bounced around from the vigorous motion. The cause of all this? Claire was swaying her hips from side to side. Her toned midriff flexed hypnotically while her lunch and her stomach acids sloshed around inside. And right next to her belly button was a tiny bulge that jumped about even more than the rest of the belly. Blake tried to plead with his mom to stop, but both the constant, rhythmic motion and the alluring sight of her belly left him speechless.

"Look at you in there! I bet you're having fun, aren't you," Claire teased, continuing to do her little dance. She then chuckled as she imagined the perfect little song to go with her dance. "My yummy, yummy, yum yum yum in my tummy, tummy, tum tum tum!" she sang in time with the swaying of her hips. In fact, the song was so perfect that she had to sing it again. And again. And once more for good measure. Each time made Blake blush harder than the last.

After the final time, however, Claire stopped dancing as she noticed something strange. She knew that Blake kept asking for her to get his spellbook so she could let him out of her belly, but now, all of a sudden, she seemed to know how to do it! The spellbook's very existence, its location in Blake's dorm at New Opal University, and even how to read and understand it! The only thing missing was the exact spell required, but she somehow knew which page of the spellbook it was on.

"Please, mom, I'm begging you, get me out! We need to go get my ..." Blake then noticed something strange too. There seemed to be a weird gap in his memory. "Where did I write that spell down? I did write it down, didn't I?" The mage started squirming as panic began to set in. He already couldn't remember how to cast the spell to get him out of Claire's belly. If he couldn't remember even writing it down, let alone where, then all knowledge of the spell was gone for good and he would have no choice but to spend the rest of his life in his mom's belly!

Claire chuckled at the sight of the special bit of belly fat twitching before giving it a few gentle pats. "It's alright, sweetie. Mommy knows where to find the spell," she said softly to reassure her son. She then grinned when she put two and two together and realised that she had absorbed Blake's knowledge of his spellbook. And it must have happened while she was doing her fun little song and dance. Could she get even more of her son's magical knowledge by doing it again?

Before Blake could ponder the implications of how Claire now knew more than he did about how to get him out of her belly, that rhythmic swaying motion started up again as his mother swung and gyrated her hips.

"But we don't need to get you out just yet," Claire said as she entranced Blake with her hips and her belly. "We can have lots of fun together. You, me, and my belly." This time, the mage was too captivated by the way his mom's abdomen moved to speak or even scream. This meant that he heard some funny groans and gurgles coming from behind him. Sure, Claire's stomach groaned and gurgled all the time, but this almost sounded like it was digesting at hyper speed.

A moment after the strange noises, both Claire and Blake sensed the same changes to their memories as before. Only this time, the giantess picked up two things: the name of a girl, and the instructions for how to cast another spell.

"Ooh, so this is how you can shrink someone," Claire squealed in excitement. "And who's Aria Green? Is that the girl you have a crush on, Blake?"

"What? Hey, stop that!" Blake yelled when he figured out what Claire was doing. "Give me back my memories!"

"Aww, but I'm learning so much about you, honey," Claire said in a sickeningly sweet voice as she rubbed her belly. "And now I know even more ways for us to have fun! Don't you like having a fun mom?" Of course, Blake protested that this was getting out of hand, but the giantess ignored him and considered some of her options aloud. "If we're going to the university to get your spellbook anyway, we could go see Aria. I bet she'll think you look cute as a wibbly-wibbly-wobbly lump on my belly!" Claire pressed a couple of fingers into her belly near Blake's spot and shook him around, causing him to wobble just like his mom said. "Wibble wobble, wibble wobble, Blakey in my belly!"

"Gah! Cut that out, mom!" Blake squeaked as Claire kept jerking him up and down. But she continued to ignore his protests.

"Or what if I shrink some of your friends and gobble them up? That way, you won't get so lonely in my belly! Hmm, but then again, the university is soooooo far away." It wasn't, but Claire wanted a reason to stay at home to enjoy having her son in her belly. "And I think Jade's bringing that boyfriend of hers over later. Do you think he'd like being eaten, sweetie?"

Once more, terror filled the mage. Something about his mother had changed. The Claire he knew was kinder, more caring, and more responsible. The Claire he knew would have already gone to the university to get his spellbook by now, if not already gotten him out of her belly. She certainly wouldn't have even considered eating more tiny boys. Blake wasn't sure when she changed - it could have been any time from when she first tasted him during breakfast to when she absorbed the shrinking spell from him a moment ago - but now she was acting more like a playful little sister than a mother.