Girl Talk
Comic Vore, GTS/GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 29
by
copier
· original author:
sonic411
A good night’s sleep is always a great reward after a long and hard day, and Ramona had certainly earned that. After brawling Sumo-Style with her boyfriend’s Sumo-Sized Ex-Girlfriend, saving said boyfriend from being digested, and losing hundreds of pounds just by being fucked hard, there was nothing that could stir her from her slumber….well, almost nothing.
*RRRRRRRRRRRRUMBLE!!!!!*
Ramona’s eyes immediately popped wide open, just in time to hear another bellow coming from within her. “Oh, give me a break!” she groaned, grabbing a pillow and slamming it down onto her head. She had finally come to regret her decision to eat as much as she wanted and whatever she wanted. Being full and happy was one thing, but a girl still needed her beauty rest. She tried to go back to sleep, but it was a losing battle. The pains alone were strong enough, but every few seconds that she remained in bed, it sounded like she had swallowed a lion. The worst part however was that it soon became clear that she was the only one suffering through this. After another roar came from her belly, the best she got out of Scott was him snorting, and then he just loosened his grip on her and rolled over onto his other side. He just continued to sleep soundly with that goofy smile of accomplishment, unaware of the soured look he was then getting from Ramona.
Fortunately, for him at least, the demand for food beat out any irritation Ramona was feeling, towards him at least. Sure enough, soon she was making her way down to the kitchen, cursing her belly every step of the way, “You couldn’t have waited until morning?! I would have pigged out for breakfast, I swear!” However, before she could say another word, Ramona stopped when she suddenly heard movement coming from her destination. Before she rounded the corner, she listened to rummaging for a few more seconds, and saw the glow of the refrigerator light on the floor. Immediately, she felt her body tighten up, ready to pounce at any moment. Spying her target, she leapt into the kitchen and flipped on the light switch to face her opponent, “AHA!”
“AAAAAAHHHHHH!...RAMONA! WHAT THE HELL?!”….it was then that the chunky ninja girl realized that she was looking right at another familiar chunk ninja girl, “Oh….Knives…..I uh…..forgot you…were here.” A deep blush overtook Ramona, especially when Knives, who was currently covering her eyes with the hoagie sandwich she had crafted moments ago, informed blue haired girl of something else she had somehow missed, “Yeah, I figured! You’re still naked!”
All the red, and any color at all drained from Ramona’s skin, as she forced her eyes to look down to confirm Knive’s words. Having left the knowledge of her houseguest in the dust once she and Scott hit the bedroom, Ramona let out an embarrassed squeak and hightailed back upstairs. Once Knives heard her footsteps disappear, she moved the sandwich away from her face and sighed heavily, groaning out a simple question that Ramona was no doubt also asking herself, “Why me?”
A few minutes later, Ramona had returned garbed in her now rather tight robe that now barely reached her thick thighs, and had joined Knives at the table. The Big Butted Delivery Girl had followed her friend’s example and also whipped up an impressively large sandwich. Scott would no doubt be devastated when he woke up to find that all of his bread was missing after that, but like Ramona had said before, you snooze, you lose.
“So *Munch!* how come *Munch!* you’re up *Munch!* so late?” Ramona chomped down yet another bit of her sandwich as she asked that, unable to keep from eating until her belly was sated. However, while she was enjoying her meal, her appetite was almost killed by the look that Knives was giving her….almost, “I never went to sleep. Ya know, your walls are REALLY thin.” Once again, all the color vanished from Ramona’s skin. As she watched Knives take a sharp bite out of her own food, she thought of how lucky she was that the girl wasn’t whipping out her Sais at that moment. Ramona then tried to explain, but Knives suddenly pressed her thick finger to the girl’s mustard covered lips, “Relax, I know you had to get rid of the Power Up…..plus, *sigh* I can’t really be all that mad at you. I mean…Scott is really….*CHOMP!*”
Quickly Knives silenced herself by taking another bite, but while she munched away, Ramona suddenly found herself to be not so hungry. As Knives looked away, a great deal of curiosity emanated from Ramona. Forcing herself to put her food aside, she tried to strike a conversation back up with Knives, needing more info, “Yeah, I know what you mean.”
“Mean?! What do I mean?! I’ve never meant anything in my life! I-MMPH.” Now it was Knive’s turn to be hushed, and after removing her finger from the girl’s lips, Ramona informed her that she didn’t have to hide anything, “Knives, it’s okay. Scott’s your ex. Honestly, I would only be mad if you said he was disgusting or something. Come on, there’s a lot reasons us butterballs fell for him.” As Ramona continued smile at her, eventually, Knives managed to find the bravery look upon her former boyfriend’s current girlfriend. It was…strange, to say the least, for Knives, to know that she was actually having this conversation with the same girl she had tried to kill on more than one occasion. Still, the more she thought about it, the more it became clear to her that there was really no bad blood between her and Ramona. Even after their most recent bout, Ramona couldn’t hold that over her head even if she wanted to, what with the mind control and all, “Ramona…I um, I wanted to thank you again for you guys helping me. I mean, I just-
“Knives, it’s fine, really.” Indeed, gratitude wasn’t what Ramona was after, but answers would be nice, “So tell me, after getting over all that junk from before with Scott, are you still fine with you guys not being together?” Even as she saw Knive’s jiggly form stiffen up, Ramona put her at ease once again, “Don’t worry, this isn’t a trick. I’m just trying to talk about the one thing we have in common aside from big hips. I mean, you don’t not like Scott, right?” Now THAT shook Knives out of it, and got an immediate response from her, “Are you kidding?! He’s still my Clash At Demonhead.”
Knives’s eyes sparkled as she said that, recalling how often she thought about her first boyfriend even as she made her way through college and tried to make her way in the world. Ramona meanwhile was left with a question mark firmly floating over her head, “What does that even mean?”
“But still, I have to admit, even if things had been different, I know you would have still given me a run for my money. I mean, just look at you. You’re butt’s only gotten bigger and you make it look even hotter than my cute booty.” Knives’ words incited a good laugh amongst the two of them, followed by a sudden realization of the backhanded comment. However, one look from her got Knives to force that foot right out of her mouth, “I MEAN, everyone knows bigger butts are hot. Tiny butts, HA! Who needs ‘em? And like I said, you had me easily beat with that back then. Plus, you had and still have nicer boobs and your face is so mature and lovely and your legs look just so smooth like velvet that I bet when they wrap around Scott he-
“Knives!...You can stop now.”
By that point, Ms. Chau was glowing like the sun, unable to believe that she had said all of that. Even while she was trying to recover, she couldn’t help but linger on her words, and a weird bit of memory she had of her and Kim Pine that she couldn’t fully remember. Even while Knives clammed up, there was a look in her eyes that Ramona knew all too well, so well that she could practically see that memory of her and Kim.
*CRASH!*
Suddenly, there came the loud clatter of a window being broken, and the two chubby girls looked towards the stairs, soon to hear the outcries of Scott, “WHAT THE?! WHO-WHA?! NO! GET BACK!!!”
*RRRRRRRRRRRRUMBLE!!!!!*
Ramona’s eyes immediately popped wide open, just in time to hear another bellow coming from within her. “Oh, give me a break!” she groaned, grabbing a pillow and slamming it down onto her head. She had finally come to regret her decision to eat as much as she wanted and whatever she wanted. Being full and happy was one thing, but a girl still needed her beauty rest. She tried to go back to sleep, but it was a losing battle. The pains alone were strong enough, but every few seconds that she remained in bed, it sounded like she had swallowed a lion. The worst part however was that it soon became clear that she was the only one suffering through this. After another roar came from her belly, the best she got out of Scott was him snorting, and then he just loosened his grip on her and rolled over onto his other side. He just continued to sleep soundly with that goofy smile of accomplishment, unaware of the soured look he was then getting from Ramona.
Fortunately, for him at least, the demand for food beat out any irritation Ramona was feeling, towards him at least. Sure enough, soon she was making her way down to the kitchen, cursing her belly every step of the way, “You couldn’t have waited until morning?! I would have pigged out for breakfast, I swear!” However, before she could say another word, Ramona stopped when she suddenly heard movement coming from her destination. Before she rounded the corner, she listened to rummaging for a few more seconds, and saw the glow of the refrigerator light on the floor. Immediately, she felt her body tighten up, ready to pounce at any moment. Spying her target, she leapt into the kitchen and flipped on the light switch to face her opponent, “AHA!”
“AAAAAAHHHHHH!...RAMONA! WHAT THE HELL?!”….it was then that the chunky ninja girl realized that she was looking right at another familiar chunk ninja girl, “Oh….Knives…..I uh…..forgot you…were here.” A deep blush overtook Ramona, especially when Knives, who was currently covering her eyes with the hoagie sandwich she had crafted moments ago, informed blue haired girl of something else she had somehow missed, “Yeah, I figured! You’re still naked!”
All the red, and any color at all drained from Ramona’s skin, as she forced her eyes to look down to confirm Knive’s words. Having left the knowledge of her houseguest in the dust once she and Scott hit the bedroom, Ramona let out an embarrassed squeak and hightailed back upstairs. Once Knives heard her footsteps disappear, she moved the sandwich away from her face and sighed heavily, groaning out a simple question that Ramona was no doubt also asking herself, “Why me?”
A few minutes later, Ramona had returned garbed in her now rather tight robe that now barely reached her thick thighs, and had joined Knives at the table. The Big Butted Delivery Girl had followed her friend’s example and also whipped up an impressively large sandwich. Scott would no doubt be devastated when he woke up to find that all of his bread was missing after that, but like Ramona had said before, you snooze, you lose.
“So *Munch!* how come *Munch!* you’re up *Munch!* so late?” Ramona chomped down yet another bit of her sandwich as she asked that, unable to keep from eating until her belly was sated. However, while she was enjoying her meal, her appetite was almost killed by the look that Knives was giving her….almost, “I never went to sleep. Ya know, your walls are REALLY thin.” Once again, all the color vanished from Ramona’s skin. As she watched Knives take a sharp bite out of her own food, she thought of how lucky she was that the girl wasn’t whipping out her Sais at that moment. Ramona then tried to explain, but Knives suddenly pressed her thick finger to the girl’s mustard covered lips, “Relax, I know you had to get rid of the Power Up…..plus, *sigh* I can’t really be all that mad at you. I mean…Scott is really….*CHOMP!*”
Quickly Knives silenced herself by taking another bite, but while she munched away, Ramona suddenly found herself to be not so hungry. As Knives looked away, a great deal of curiosity emanated from Ramona. Forcing herself to put her food aside, she tried to strike a conversation back up with Knives, needing more info, “Yeah, I know what you mean.”
“Mean?! What do I mean?! I’ve never meant anything in my life! I-MMPH.” Now it was Knive’s turn to be hushed, and after removing her finger from the girl’s lips, Ramona informed her that she didn’t have to hide anything, “Knives, it’s okay. Scott’s your ex. Honestly, I would only be mad if you said he was disgusting or something. Come on, there’s a lot reasons us butterballs fell for him.” As Ramona continued smile at her, eventually, Knives managed to find the bravery look upon her former boyfriend’s current girlfriend. It was…strange, to say the least, for Knives, to know that she was actually having this conversation with the same girl she had tried to kill on more than one occasion. Still, the more she thought about it, the more it became clear to her that there was really no bad blood between her and Ramona. Even after their most recent bout, Ramona couldn’t hold that over her head even if she wanted to, what with the mind control and all, “Ramona…I um, I wanted to thank you again for you guys helping me. I mean, I just-
“Knives, it’s fine, really.” Indeed, gratitude wasn’t what Ramona was after, but answers would be nice, “So tell me, after getting over all that junk from before with Scott, are you still fine with you guys not being together?” Even as she saw Knive’s jiggly form stiffen up, Ramona put her at ease once again, “Don’t worry, this isn’t a trick. I’m just trying to talk about the one thing we have in common aside from big hips. I mean, you don’t not like Scott, right?” Now THAT shook Knives out of it, and got an immediate response from her, “Are you kidding?! He’s still my Clash At Demonhead.”
Knives’s eyes sparkled as she said that, recalling how often she thought about her first boyfriend even as she made her way through college and tried to make her way in the world. Ramona meanwhile was left with a question mark firmly floating over her head, “What does that even mean?”
“But still, I have to admit, even if things had been different, I know you would have still given me a run for my money. I mean, just look at you. You’re butt’s only gotten bigger and you make it look even hotter than my cute booty.” Knives’ words incited a good laugh amongst the two of them, followed by a sudden realization of the backhanded comment. However, one look from her got Knives to force that foot right out of her mouth, “I MEAN, everyone knows bigger butts are hot. Tiny butts, HA! Who needs ‘em? And like I said, you had me easily beat with that back then. Plus, you had and still have nicer boobs and your face is so mature and lovely and your legs look just so smooth like velvet that I bet when they wrap around Scott he-
“Knives!...You can stop now.”
By that point, Ms. Chau was glowing like the sun, unable to believe that she had said all of that. Even while she was trying to recover, she couldn’t help but linger on her words, and a weird bit of memory she had of her and Kim Pine that she couldn’t fully remember. Even while Knives clammed up, there was a look in her eyes that Ramona knew all too well, so well that she could practically see that memory of her and Kim.
*CRASH!*
Suddenly, there came the loud clatter of a window being broken, and the two chubby girls looked towards the stairs, soon to hear the outcries of Scott, “WHAT THE?! WHO-WHA?! NO! GET BACK!!!”
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