"What was that?" Lillian asked as she just arrived.

"Nothing much, I was just telling Blaise that he's the safest Lillie out there" Zuemy said. Lillian's eyes lit up and she smirked playfully, smoothly spinning around to show off her gigantic rear.

"Of course! Nothing can harm you with these big pillows surrounding you" She said to you, giving you a flirty wink.

"Well, that too, but we were talking about how Jen's super strong and can beat anyone that tries anything bad" Cindy chuckled. Lillian raised an eyebrow and looked at Jen for confirmation.

"I didn't say anything! These two just love to exaggerate" Jen chuckled and then looked down at you "Besides, even though I can hit harder and run faster, Lillian here is a lot stronger than I am and she's got more stamina... not that I'm too out of shape or anything" Unlike Jen, who had been worried about giving you the wrong impression, Lillian appeared to just embrace it in full.

"Well, yeah... I can lift a good amount of weight. Having a big sister that's huge and a big fan of wrestling also gives you some free training" She giggled although it almost looked like she was trying to lighten the mood with the latter part, there was a slight hint of hesitation in her words but it was hard to spot and you didn't think much more of it anyway.

"You should've seen her when a bunch of girls from some other class attacked me and tried to steal one of my science projects. They got sent flying!" Zuemy said, managing to make Lillian blush a little, halting her otherwise previously smooth flow.

"Don't worry, that's awesome anyway" You said, feeling that she was similarly concerned as Jen was earlier.

You chalked it up to being a cultural difference between the races because most of the Lillie girls you knew weren't exactly shy about their physical and martial prowess, with many of them being very willing to throw hands even against guys if they needed to.

That was one of the few things you didn't fully understand, why Chrissy seemed hellbent on making all other girls in Mully Ully Gue treat guys like garbage to the point of straight abuse. It was refreshing to see girls that were far less violent and more affectionate, and you didn't even mind it when Jen got mad at Chrissy because she honestly had it coming since a long time ago.

"Welp, we should put the rest of the trays away and get going because lunch's going to end soon" Cindy said, having taken a look at her phone to see the time.

"I'll get those" Zuemy said, grabbing the remaining trays and quickly going to put them away.

"Alright. So, uh, can one of you guys get us to the floor so we can get going too?" Jim asked.

"Hmm?" Lillian, Cindy and even Jen all raised an eyebrow, confused by the question.

"What do you mean the floor?" Cindy asked almost in shock.

"What happened?" Zuemy asked as she came back.

"The guys are asking to be put on the floor" Lillian chuckled.

"Oh?" Zuemy gave an amused smile "Why though?"

"I mean, we can climb down from here, it's just gonna take us a few minutes. I didn't think it'd be too much to ask" Jim shrugged.

"Jim, why would we put you on the floor if we can just carry you ourselves?" Zuemy said, a bit bluntly, but if her instinct was right, she knew she had to spell things out since Jim didn't seem to be of the brilliant type, but being fair, most guys tended to be clueless about these kinds of things anyway.

"Because we-uh... huh?!" Not just Jim, but also Joel and Pete blinked twice in sheer surprise.

"Come on guys, did you think only Blaise would get special treatment?" Cindy asked with a sweet smile. The three guys struggled to give an answer and briefly talked amongst themselves to reach a quick consensus.

"I mean, to be honest, yeah" Jim laughed "It'd be presumptuous to compare myself to the might and prestige of the great Titan Tamer after all" He said in an exaggerated, kinda dramatic tone. No wonder that he always got A+ in Art class when it covered theatrical plays.

"That's true, but as his friends, you've earned the special treatment too" Jen said, winking at them "Besides, it's perfect, there's 4 of you and 4 of us"

Before anyone else could utter a word, Zuemy was quick to pick Pete up, bringing him closer to her face with surprising grace and care.
"I'll be your transport for the day" She winked.

"Well, I guess the girls will get to choose who to carry this time" Jen shrugged but held you protectively to her chest, making it known to the other girls that she wasn't going to let go of you anytime soon. Lillian looked at Joel and Jim, choosing the former, leaving Jim standing alone on the table but not for long, as Cindy gently picked him up next.

"I guess you're wondering what Blaise's feeling" She said before putting him on one of her boobs, mirroring how Jen had done with you and being fair, her chest was comparable in size too. Jim couldn't even speak but he blushed as he found himself laying on Cindy's warm, pillowy flesh once more.

"Wait a minute, we don't even know what class they're in" You said, having been thinking about it for a couple of minutes, it was one of the things you hadn't asked your friends yet.

"Well, what class are you guys in?" Zuemy asked, Jim and Pete had to pull their phones out to check the school's official app.

"According to this, we're in class 1-B" Pete said, still rather sheepishly, feeling a bit intimidated by Zuemy, who still held him on her palm. You then looked at Joel.

"I'm in the same class too. I didn't see you two but I definitely saw you in Homeroom" He said, looking at you when he said the latter part.

"Alright, then I guess there's no problem with all of us sticking around together" You then said and saw that Lillian and Zuemy both were rather quick to shove Pete and Jim respectively into their back pockets.

"Your turn" Jen said softly, almost whispering.

"Huh?!" You were caught off guard when she said that but she simply giggled in response and gently picked you up with 2 fingers, bringing you around her back and lowering you down.

You gulped, this is where you'd just been before Lillian got her time with you... Jen's own massive ass. She gave her hips a sensual shake that reminded you that even if hers wasn't as jiggly and gelatinous-looking as Lillian's, it had plenty of alluring wobbling and bouncing of its own. She used her free hand to pull her jeans down by the waist band, depositing you once more right on the middle, outside of her panties like before but still on her crack.

Unlike before, the panties were now swallowed into a deep wedgie and you blushed, expecting her to pick it out but instead of that, she simply spread her enormous cheeks a little before dropping you in. Yep, she definitely wanted you deep into that big, plump ass.

Both Zuemy and Cindy looked impressed and gave Jen a thumbs up, however, seeing that even Jim agreed and was giving her a thumbs up of his own is what made her blush. Lillian tried to look unimpressed but she was a bit worried on the inside. At least the gap in between her progress and Jen's had shortened.

With that, the bell chimed, indicating the end of lunchtime and the 4 friends, now reunited, would take their next classes together, with the next one being Math, taught by the stern Mrs. Alisha Kshatriya. The 4 girls were looking forwards to the rest of the day in general, now that they all had each a Lillie boy to at least cuddle, though Jen seemed to have bigger plans for you.

Meanwhile, in the cafeteria's kitchen...

Thus, lunchtime came to an end and the students put away their last trays, Dolores hummed a happy tune to herself, focusing mostly on her work to keep her mind off her bloated belly. She made a mental note to ask Xóchitl about these fresh black beans because they seemed to be more potent than the ones she used before.

However, while she was just trying to finish off washing the last batches of food trays, there was someone else, much deeper within who was suffering to indescribable levels. Chrissy didn't even know how she hadn't suffocated yet, as breathing became increasingly harder, the monstrous bubble of gas that imprisoned her was still growing larger, with the noxious mixture of gases inside becoming hyper-pressurized.

Chrissy's head hurt, she felt like she was being pressure cooked and boiled at the same time, with an invisible but overbearing force constricting her chest, making each rotten breath excruciatingly hard. She felt like this would be the end of the line for her but at that moment, her body mustered up strength from somewhere unknown, perhaps one last burst of adrenaline and with that, she forced her numb, yet aching limbs to move, standing up.

The sulfurous air that surrounded her felt incredibly thick to the point that calling it as thick as molasses felt much closer to an accurate description than a metaphor. She valiantly pressed on, each step she took feeling like a Herculean task but she kept going, one step at a time until she finally faced the bubble's own wall. In the near absolute darkness of the depths of Dolores' gut it was hard to see how truly enormous the whole thing was.

Chrissy focused all her remaining energy on her legs, knowing that this would be her very last spark of energy before it all burnt out and she needed to make it count. Taking a powerful leap, as if to run in a track competition, she slammed right into the bubble's wall, stretching it as it refused to let her through.

She despaired for a moment but then, while swinging her arms she felt that one managed to go through. Eliciting another short burst of energy, Chrissy took impulse and leaped through the gigantic fart bubble, faceplanting on the warm, slimy and pulsating ground below, but at least the pressure wasn't as bad as before...