Tum-ble Bundle 1

I do a ton of writing that never gets to see the light of day either because the fic ends up not turning out the way I want it to or because it ends up not being long enough for me to justify posting. Some of them turn out pretty well though, or at the very least have parts that I’m really happy with and sad that they won’t ever get read. Well… now maybe some of them will. Hopefully, y’all enjoy these three fics that have been sitting in my google docs for a while now waiting for the right time to shine~. If y'all enjoy these, then I might do more of these collections in the future.

Lawns are a Waste of Water; This isn’t

Water Inflation

This was a mistake and Carla knew it. That wasn’t gonna stop her, though.

The soft brunette pulled down her bikini bottom, then plopped herself right down onto the sprinkler in her backyard. It was a minute to two in the afternoon - in other words, a minute before her lawn was due to be watered. It was hot as hell out here and Carla needed cooling off STAT. Was this the best way to do it? Fuck no. But it was gonna be fun as all hell~.

Carla’s breath caught in her throat as the sprinkler beneath her rocketed straight up into her. Then she yelped as ice-cold water began rhythmically pounding her insides. Her lower belly quickly distended as the chilly water pooled in her intestines. The cold was making her ab muscles confused and pissy, but damn if it wasn’t cooling her off!

Carla leaned back on one arm and used the other to massage her gut, trying to coax her muscles into cooperating. To little surprise, they weren’t having any of her bullshit. While the cold water felt amazing to her, her muscles were angry as could be. A chorus of cold-induced cramps made Carla grit her teeth and pant, yet she kept her bum firmly on the sprinkler. Suck it up, guts - this idiot was just getting started!

The busty brunette felt it getting harder to breathe as the cold water rapidly worked itself up her gut, rounding out the rest of her belly to match her glutted lower gut. The combo move of frozen insides and extra pressure on her lungs left her gasping for breath in one way, but the mounting pressure and spasming abs left her breathless in quite another. The movements of the sprinkler in her backdoor were just the icing on the cake at this point.

The swollen dome of Carla’s gut started to press into her legs, which she’d partially pulled up to her body from the intensity of the inflation. Her toes, which were gripping the grass for dear life at this point, started to tear out the unwatered greenery as her feet were inched outwards from her body by her swelling icebox of a belly. One set of her fingers dug into the warm earth beneath her while the other clutched the tense skin of her midriff. She could plainly feel her ab muscles panicking underneath her fingertips, could feel her body desperately trying to push this painful mass of cold liquid back out - but she wasn’t done yet. Her body might be screaming stop, but her mind was screaming more!

Carla’s legs fell flat as her taut orb of a belly started to swallow up her knees. Her teeth her clutching her lower lip so hard that if she had been capable of rational thought anymore, she might be worried about punching a hole in it. Her whole stomach trembled yet again and Carla flung her head back with a pained, yearning moan. Lord, it was so big! So tight!

Ironically, despite the gallons of chilled water inside of her, Carla’s body felt hotter than ever. A spasm ran through her body from her toes to her core and all the way back. She couldn’t take much more! Her fingers were finding it harder and harder to find purchase on the taut surface of her swollen gut. Every inch of her insides was getting filled to the brim! She was at her max!

Oh FUCK, this was it! Carla’s nails dug into her belly as a massive wave of cramps and pressure set off fireworks inside her body. Sh-She couldn’t stretch anymore! Her gut was a water balloon ready to burst! Shit, it- it was too much! Oh God, oh fuck, oh fuck! Oh- OH-!

If Carla had a shred of decency in her body, she might’ve been worried about disturbing her neighbors with her orgasms. Then again, if she really cared about that, she would’ve had more on than just her bikini top. If anything, the idea that her neighbors knew and could see her blowing up like a balloon made it all the more exciting to her. She couldn’t wait to do this again tomorrow, just like she hadn’t been able to wait for today after yesterday’s cooling off. Fuck, Carla loved summer~.

An Unusual Favorite Treat

Object Vore

Ginny had cleared her whole schedule for this. Not that she had much going on in general, but she’d still deliberately planned her trip to the grocery store for tomorrow just to keep tonight free, so that counted for clearing her schedule, right?

The short redhead giggled as she set her bowl of goodies on her bed. She had her phone, some lotion, two liter-sized water bottles, and the Amazon package she’d thought would get delivered tomorrow (hence moving her shopping trip to tomorrow instead). She pulled everything out of the giant glass bowl she’d put them in for easy carrying, ripped open her package, and pulled out the contents. It was a giant bag of brand-spanking-new marbles. Oooh, Ginny was gonna have fun with these~.

First off, she stripped and posed in the full-body mirror on her wall for a selfie. She loved before-after pics~. She was so slender right now that she could even see the bottoms of her ribcage. She wasn’t unhealthy or anything despite her bones showing. She took multivitamins and stuff though, so she was totally fine. Ginny just had a middling appetite. Well, for most things, anyways~.

She’d start off slow to ease her body into things. She tore open the plastic air-compressed bag the marbles had been in inside the shipping packaging and poured the heavy bunch of glass balls into her giant bowl. She picked out a couple of tasty-looking ones and slipped one into her mouth. She just loved the perfectly smooth texture of the marble and the very faint taste of glass~. Ginny rolled the marble around in her mouth for a little while before finally letting it slip down her tongue and into her throat. She could feel the smooth ball slide all the way down her throat and down into her tummy. One down - many, many more to go!

Ginny popped another marble into her mouth to content herself with while she fished around her bowl for all the red marbles. She liked them the least, so she’d eat them first. They didn’t taste worse or anything; she just didn’t like the color. Then she really got started. She’d put four or five marbles into her mouth at a time. She’d get them all slicked up with saliva before bringing them to her throat to swallow so that they’d go down smoothly. She’d had a bunch of trouble swallowing anything whole back when she’d first started following through on her kink, but she was a real pro now~.

Before long, all the gross red marbles were gone. Ginny licked her lips and went in front of her mirror again. Her belly was heavier with all that glass and had a little pooch from all those orbs crowding her insides. It was such an adorable little tummy~. She gave her tum a few shakes with her hands and giggled as she heard a quiet chorus of clinking come from inside of her. This was only the start, though!

With the reds out of the way, Ginny went to work in earnest. She popped a whole handful of marbles into her mouth, opened up one of her water bottles, and washed as many of the little balls down with a single swig as she could. She didn’t want to dilute her marble belly with a ton of water, but her throat just got so dry after a few dozen marbles - plus it was way faster this way.

After just a few handfuls downed this was, Ginny’s tummy started to feel snug in her skin. The excitable redhead gave her tum a good shake while taking another swig of water. Her belly was moving more than before and the clacking of marbles was even louder! Ginny pushed down on her tum and felt a burp rise to the top of the heavy mass. She let it out and sighed happily. There was more room for marbles now~. She was going for her record today, so every little bit of space counted!

After downing over half the bowl, Ginny was belching after every single swallow. She drained the last bit of water from her first bottle and tossed it aside. Then she wobbled back over to her mirror. She had a sloppy grin on her face as she examined her distended belly. It was huge now! She looked like she was pregnant with a crystal baby~. She certainly felt like she was too from how absurdly heavy her poor tummy was. Also, while it wasn’t clearly visible in the mirror unless she got real close, Ginny was starting to feel some individual lumps on her belly from all the marbles packed inside of her. She was so in love with overstuffing herself to the point that she could literally feel the contents of her belly! It was so insane! She needed a midway pic of this~.

Ginny’s legs were starting to get tired from supporting her heavier middle, so she flopped onto her bed before resuming her ‘feast’. A disproportionately loud series of lacks accompanied her heavy seat, sending a shiver of hot excitement all through Ginny’s body. There was a whole liter of water in her tummy too, but there were just too many marbles for the water to even make a dent! It just filled in all the little spaces between them, ensuring that her belly was full to the very brim! Oh, she was gonna be so big and heavy by the end of this!

There were only five marbles left when GInny’s body stopped letting her swallow. She tried several times to wash the tiny orbs down, but her throat just wouldn’t cooperate. She eventually ended up doing something pretty dirty just so that she could say with confidence that she’d stuck a large order of marbles and two liters of water inside herself; she put the marbles in the bottle, stuck the neck of the bottle up her rear, and somehow managed to get her butt up high enough that the few mouthfuls and marbles flowed inside her. Even that felt like a tight fit at this point, though, considering…

Ginny was massive! In the all-fours position on the bed she’d used to fit the last of her ‘feast’ inside of her, her belly was a giant lumpy orb that sloshed and clanked with every tiny movement she made. She could barely lower her body at all before the peak of her over-taut tum touched the sheets below. This was partly from just how full she was and partly from the sheer weight of her belly - all that glass was heavy as hell! She could feel her already tortured tum screaming at her as it dangled beneath her, getting pulled to the very limit by its own weight.

It took a long time of panting, grunting, moaning, and sweating, but Ginny eventually managed to push herself to her feet and drag her glutted body over to her mirror for one last examination and glamour shot. If she’d been just pregnant before, she was overdue with twins now! Twins that were being very mean and poking their mama’s belly aaaaaall over the place. Her belly had been as smooth as the marbles she had stuffed it with at one point, but now those marbles made it look lumpy and misshapen. It also sagged down a little despite how gravely full and tight it was; a testament to the sheer mass of all those little glass balls she so loved~.

Ginny’s trembling legs gave way and she sank down to her knees with a happy whimper. Oops - she definitely wasn’t gonna be able to get back up now. Nothing to do now that she was down than love and admire her painfully distended tum until all these marbles were ready to come back out. She had a good several hours of tum time ahead of her, and she was so ready for it~.

Scrapped RWBY Drinking Game

Bloating/Chugging

This is a fic idea that I had a loooong time ago that I abandoned because I didn’t like how it was turning out kink-wise even though I was really enjoying the dialogue. The idea did make a comeback though - it’s the premise for the Tasha + Kat fic, ‘A Tight Drinking Game’! This isn’t a finished fic by any means, but hopefully it’s a fun little look behind the scenes anyways~.

Oh yeah, and also, this fic takes place in the RWBY AU that all my other RWBY fics have taken place in just in case you wanted context for anything.

Blake frowned in annoyance. “How did you know? How do you always know? I don’t get it.”

With a shit-eating grin, Yang scooped up all of the treats that had been thrown into the pot. “What can I say? I’m a real card when it comes to poker~.”

A loud groan came from Blake’s left as Ruby flopped over onto her side, her bouncing chest not escaping Blake’s eyes. She loved it when Ruby hung out in her nightclothes without her usual tight corset. “Yang, c’mooon! Why with the puns!? Is beating us not punishment enough!?”

“Sorry, sorry,” Yang chuckled while helping herself to a lollipop from her pile. She pointed it at Ruby and her grin widened. “I’m just such a sucker for them, so I can’t help it!”

“YAAAAAAANG!”

Blake laughed as Ruby smacked at her sister’s thigh. This was nice. It was Saturday night and, for once, all of team RWBY had the whole weekend off. No missions, no major projects to work on, no relationship drama at the moment… it really was nice. Peaceful. Blake hadn’t had peaceful nights like this in her life for a long while, so… yeah. This was nice.

From Blake’s right, Weiss sighed despondently and eyed the sizable pile of treats that Yang had in front of her. “We should have known this would happen when Yang had to remind all of us what a straight was. Who’s bright idea was it to play cards anyway?”

“Yours,” Blake pointed out, leaning back on her hands. “You wanted a ‘fast, mature game that wouldn’t cause a disturbance’. Then you suggested cards.”

Weiss’ cheeks rose a few shades of crimson as she coughed into her hand. “W-Well, I suppose I got my wish then. That was certainly fast.”

Ruby sniffed quietly, still laying defeated on her side. “My Thunder Bars… and my salt and vinegar Prinkles… they’re all gone…”

“Hey, if you ask nicely, maybe I’ll share,” Yang teased, picking up one of Ruby’s lost chocolate bars. She dangled it above Ruby’s head, whose eyes followed the plastic-wrapped candy like a shark.

“C-Can I have some, dearest sister? Pleeease?”

“You can have the wrapper if you want it.”

Ruby’s head shot up, her mouth open, but her teeth clacked shut on open air. Yang dropped the still-intact chocolate bar back into her pile, laughing. Ruby sank back onto her side while scowling at Yang. “Fiend! Monstress! Vile beast! Chocolate thief!”

“If you didn’t want to lose your chocolate, you shouldn’t have bet it. Better yet, you should’ve won.” Yang shifted the sucker in her mouth to the other side. “So what’s next? We can’t really play poker anymore since y’all don’t have any more food to bet and Weiss is insisting that we don’t use money.”

“We’re students! Gambling as a student is horribly immoral!”

Yang rolled her eyes. “I don’t see what that has to do with it when we’re all adults, but hey, whatever my cute Snowflake wants.”

The flush returned to Weiss’ cheeks stronger than before. “Wh- Y- Why, you- I-”

Yang leaned over and threw an arm around Weiss, pulling her close. Weiss gave up her sputtering and buried her bright red face in her hands as Yang said, “So, as I was saying, what’s next? The night’s still young, after all.”

Blake shrugged. She was perfectly fine with curling up in bed with a good book and a fluffy Ruby pillow under her head, but they did that most nights anyways, and it was nice to spend some leisure time with the other half of team RWBY.

A few moments of silence passed. Then, Ruby bolted upright. “Redemption!”

“Never heard of that game, Rubes. How’s it played?” Yang joked.

“That’s not the game!” Ruby protested. She cleared her throat, then grinned evilly. “We play ‘Never Have I Ever’, but you don’t get out when you’ve done something! Instead, you drink!”

“Ruby, you’re still underage,” Blake reminded her.

“So? Who’s gonna report me?”

“Weiss.”

Weiss lowered her hands and nodded, her face still red. “She’s right. I would.”

“Hmph. Fine!” Ruby conceded.

That… was too easy. Ruby was far too stubborn to give up like that. What was she-

“I’ll just drink something else instead!”

Yup, there it was. Blake sighed. “Ruby, now really isn’t the time-”

“Never Have I Ever is pretty kidsy, but… sure we can do that,” Yang responded.

Blake grimaced over at Yang. “Listen, we really shouldn’t-”

“I don’t see a problem with it,” Weiss interrupted. She pulled away from Yang and smoothed out her pristine nightgown. “In fact, Yang and I had a competition some time ago with that exact rule change.”

Blake blinked at Weiss. “You… what?”

Weiss rested her head in her hand and sighed. “It wasn’t a very fun experience at all, truth be told. But that was with Yang cheating, so maybe it’s time for some…” she smiled coyly at Ruby. “... redemption.”

Ruby threw her arms in the air, drawing Blake’s eyes down to her girlfriend's wobbling chest yet again. “RE-DEMP-TIOOOON!”

“I already apologized for that, didn’t I?” Yang said, rubbing the back of her neck. She grinned and grabbed the cards that were still in the middle of their circle on the floor. She began to shuffle them as she said, “In that case, we should all do the same kind of drinking to avoid any more ‘cheating’, so no alcohol.”

Blake groaned internally. Ruby had sly plans maybe once a month, but when she did, they were always awful. She leaned over to Ruby and whispered, “You know that it won’t just be us getting overfull, right? And we can’t have any real fun with them in the room with us all night.”

“Yeah, I know,” Ruby whispered back. “But I wanna beat Yang! And there’s no WAY she can beat me at this!”

Blake’s brain chugged to a stop. “This… wait, you’re actually serious about the redemption thing? Seriously?”

“Yeah, duh.” Ruby started to move away but then leaned back into Blake, eyes glittering mischievously. “Hey, didn’t you used to have a thing for Yang? Y’know, back before my ‘growth spurt’?”

“Wh-What?” Blake swallowed hard, her eyes involuntarily drifting over to where Yang was putting the cards away. More specifically, to the two monstrous shapes that were turning her nightshirt into a nightdress. “Wh-What are you-”

“I’m just kidding!” Ruby giggled, though her playful expression made Blake doubt if she really was. Blake… really didn’t know how to take that.

She stood up and moved to grab her backpack out of her desk chair. She dumped the contents onto her desk, saying, “I’m gonna shoot down to the mess hall to get us what we’ll need! What do you guys want?”

“To drink, right?” Yang asked. “Sunflower Drop. Make sure to get more for me since I’ll be winning again~”

Ruby smirked knowingly at Yang, then looked over at Weiss. The white-washed huntress thought for a moment, then said, “They should have some decaffeinated coffee down there. I don’t know how well I’ll handle decaffeinated, but it’s too late for caffeine, and…” She shuddered. “I don’t think I can handle water. So coffee, if you would.”

“Decaf, got it. Blake?”

Blake wasn’t particularly keen to be bloated and potentially turned on in front of Yang and Weiss, but… she also wasn’t one to say no to a night of comfy cuddling with her girlfriend, their swollen tums pressed hard against each other… hmmm…

“Tea. You know the brand I like.”

“Got it! Be right back!” Ruby said, sounding almost too happy, before whooshing out the door in a cloud of scarlet petals. Blake rolled her eyes. That girl had way too much energy.

Not five minutes passed before the aromatic flurry that was Ruby came tearing back into their room, the door flying shut behind her. She flopped down back in her spot, her backpack clinking and clanking with the sounds of bottles and cans. She opened the bag up and handed each girl their respective drinks, setting a carton of milk down next to her for herself.

Yang looked around at all the different drinks, then back to Ruby. “So… how are we doing this? We’re gonna be here all night if we only do sips, but all of our drinks are different sizes, so doin’ a whole one each would be just as bad as if Blake and I were doing shots instead.”

“I thought of that already!” Ruby declared. She reached back into her backpack and pulled out four cups. She passed them around as well. “You lose a round, you empty your cup! You puke, you lose! Last girl standing wins!”

“Sounds fair,” Yang responded, cracking open a can of her soda and pouring it into her cup. She took a small sip, then smirked at Ruby. “So? What do we get if we win?”

Ruby blinked. “Uhh… glory? Honor? The firstborn child of your foes?”

“I already get Weiss’ firstborn and I’ll get yours and Blake’s too by being an aunt.”

“WH-WHAT-”

Yang cut Wess off to continue, “How about… the winner gets all of the leftover drinks? Simple and easy, right?”

Why would the winner of something like this want more drinks? That's like when an eating contest offers food as the prize. Blake would never understand that logic.

Still, it seemed good enough for Ruby. She grinned wildly at Yang as she sloppily filled up her own cup. “Deal! Get ready to drop, Yang! Tell you what- you can even start!”

It seemed like the two sisters were forgetting their partners in their lust for competition. Not that Blake cared. Ruby was adorable when she was all worked up like this, and with all her attention on Yang, Blake could watch Ruby all she liked without the silver-eyed huntress getting self-conscious about it.

“Sounds good,” Yang said confidently. She immediately began, “Never have I ever had dark hair.”

That was dirty. Blake opened up her bottle of tea and filled her cup before immediately draining it. She was glad that she’d eaten a light dinner. Blake refilled her cup again as Ruby did the same with hers.

“My turn, is it?” Weiss said. She cleared her throat, then said, “Never have I ever punched anyone.”

“Well, I feel targeted,” Yang laughed, tossing back her soda. Blake had to disagree, though, as she drained her own cup for the second time. Yang blinked. Yang looked over a Weiss. “Actually, come to think of it, I’m surprised you even know how to play this game, princess. I didn’t realize corporate royalty played stuff like this.”

“Oh, be quiet!” Weiss hissed. “Of course I know how to play something so simple! I’m not an-”

“Nora forced us to play one night during our break,” Ruby interrupted, having just refilled her glass once again as well. “It took three rounds before Weiss got it right, though.”

“R-Ruby!” Weiss glared over at the busty huntress. “We’re supposed to be on the same side here!”

“I… am on NO ONE’S side!” Ruby proudly declared, puffing her chest out. She smirked, her upper lip decorated with a white mustache.

“Oh, is that so?” Blake said calmly. She smiled over at Ruby. “Never have I ever been a team leader.”

Ruby’s look of devastation made Blake’s lips curl with amusement. “Wha… Blaaaake! How could you!?”

Blake shrugged. “Sorry, but it’s like they say: all’s fair in love and war.”

“I don’t know who ‘they’ are and I don’t care!” Ruby cried out. She chugged her third cup of milk, then slammed her cup down and gasped, “Never have I ever been old enough to legally drink!”

“Ouch,” Yang cackled while downing her second helping of soda. Weiss calmly drank her first cup of coffee while Blake had her third of tea. She was starting to feel a little full from all the tea, but she knew from first-hand experience that she could fit plenty more.

“Back to me, then?” Yang said. “Never have I ever been a faunus.”

Blake was taken aback. “Wh-What? What was that for?”

“Picking on Ruby is my job. If you wanna take over, you gotta prove that you’re good enough first~.”

While Blake saltily drained her tea yet again, Weiss said, “Never have I ever caused an explosion on the first day of school.”

“Weiiiiss! Not you t-”

Ruby stopped talking as Yang drained her glass of soda. The blonde beauty wiped her mouth with her arm and let out a soft burp as she looked around at the questioning expressions and shrugged. “James Felson was a little bitch and called me fat on the first day of high school, then he pulled out some of my hair while I was beating him up. It’s not my fault that that made my aura explode.”

“Oh yeaaaah, I remember that!” Ruby said slowly. “Dad was so mad at him and Uncle Qrow was so proud of you!” She drained her milk again, then grinned and looked at Blake. “Do your worst, heathen!”

“If you insist,” Blake replied, “Never have I ever had a sibling.”

All three of Blake’s teammates drank after that. Ruby was five glasses deep now and it was starting to show. Her nightshirt was already tight on her body, leaving little to the imagination, so the bump that all that milk was making was clearly outlined for Blake to secretly glance out. But she showed no signs of slowing down or remorse as she refilled her glass for the sixth time and said, “Never have I ever enjoyed coffee!”

Another round of three of them drinking. Now Blake was at five cups, so she was sure to be showing as well. But Yang, who was on the same amount as well, was a mystery. Whatever was under her dangling nightshirt was a mystery.

“Never have I ever worn a bow on my ears.”

Blake stared daggers at Yang. The cocky huntress just leaned back and smirked. So she wanted to do this, huh? Fine. Blake could play this game. She raised her glass to her lips and began to drink as Weiss took her turn.

“Never have I ever had sex.”

Blake coughed, tea going down all of the wrong tubes. While Blake tried to compose herself, Yang and Ruby were laughing. Weiss’ face was a deep red, but she stared determinedly between Yang and Blake. “Well? Shouldn’t you be doing something?”

“Oh, yeah, ri-” Ruby froze, cup halfway to her mouth. She stared up at Weiss with wide eyes. “Wh… Y-You don’t know that! Why do you know that!?”

“Really? Yang and I have returned after a mission to find your and Blake’s clothing strewn about everywhere - underwear included. I can’t imagine what else would lead to that-”

A loud belch interrupted Weiss. She turned to look at Yang, who was letting out a second, softer burp as she refilled her cup. She looked up at Weiss’ confused face. “Look, alright? James was a little bitch, but he turned into a DAMN fine little shit junior year. I never claimed to be a pure, innocent maiden.”

Weiss stared at Yang for a moment, then down into her cup. Yang cleared her throat, then said, “Your turn, Blake.”

Right, the game. Blake hastily drank the rest of her glass, then said, “Never have I ever done more than five shots.”

“Touché, kitty. Touché.” Blake drained her glass, then looked over at Ruby.

Ruby shook her head, clearing her shock over Weiss’ statement, then said, “Never have I ever used a sword!”

Weiss looked up from her cup with a gasp. “Ruby!”

“You could have told us more delicately!”

“RUDE!” Weiss declared while downing her coffee. She grimaced as she set her cup back down. She was far behind the others, only just now reaching four cups, but her slim frame and well-fitting nightgown were already clearly showing the effects all that liquid was having on her belly.

Yang’s turn. “Never have I ever had a boyfriend.”

The room was silent. Ruby laughed. “Yang, c’mon, we’re all gay! You’re the only bi one here, so-”

The sound of Blake swallowing interrupted Ruby’s sentence. She set the cup down and sighed. “I… really liked bad boys for a while, and… yeah. That was a mistake.”

Ruby stared at Blake for a moment, then glared at Yang. “Dang it, Yang! Stop picking on Blake! Also, how did you even know that!?”

“We met briefly a couple of years ago,” Yang said, stifling another burp as she talked. “Don’t worry, Rubes; you’re way hotter than he is.”

“You are the LAST person I want to what that from!”  She turned to Blake, flames burning in her eyes. “Blake, let’s get her!”

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” Blake responded, her hand drifting to her belly. She was eight cups in now and was really starting to feel bloated. She wasn’t sure how much liquid exactly that was, but it was enough that Blake’s belly was starting to go from the semi-soft, semi-flat abs she usually had to blatantly round and solid. She didn’t care at all about winning, but she vehemently wanted to knock Yang down a peg or two.

But before Blake could get revenge, it was Weiss’ turn. “Never have I ever been drunk.”

Damn it. Blake begrudgingly downed another cup. Her wild years in the White Fang with Adam were catching up to her in the weirdest way possible. As soon as she finished drinking, and Yang had finished as well, Blake said, “Never have I ever driven a motorcycle.”

Yang smirked as she downed her glass of soda. Then it was Ruby’s turn. “Never have I ever been an older sister!”

“Now this seems a little unfair, doesn’t it?” Yang laughed as she downed her soda immediately after refilling it. She thumped her chest, then let out a solid several-second belch. She took a deep breath, then frowned. “I should’ve picked a different drink. This carbonation is killing me.”

“Want to trade, then?” Weiss asked. “I don’t care for soda, but we can’t have you making any excuses when you lose.”

Yang reached over and ruffled Weiss’ hair, turning the wintery huntress’ cheeks red once more. “Awww, thanks, princess! I’m not a big coffee drinker, but I’ll certainly take an indirect kiss from you anytime~”

Weiss’ face turned even redder as Yang swapped their cups. Then Yang looked up and said, “Never have I ever worn a combat skirt.”

A gasp of betrayal escaped Weiss’ lips. “Yang! And after I just helped you!”

“What, you don’t want to drink from my cup?” Yang teased, cracking open a fresh soda for Weiss and filling the swapped cup. “I would’ve thought that you’d want to drink right now.”

“Wh- What are you-” Weiss sputtered, but when she couldn’t get any words out for several seconds, she just grabbed the cup and started to chug. Ruby did the same, though without needing to be flirted with first.

After finishing, Weiss gingerly covered her mouth with her hand, then shook her head and said, “N-Never have I ever ripped my bottoms during a mission!”

“Aww, that was supposed to be our secret,” Yang chuckled before drinking her coffee.

Unfortunately, Blake couldn’t enjoy Yang’s reaction to her eleventh cup since she was now drinking her tenth (her widening hips hit her clothes hard before she had had a chance to notice). She managed to force it down before setting it down and holding her stomach with both hands. Why was this so difficult? She’d been absolutely massive with that Amoeba inside of her, so why was this small amount of liquid already making her feel so tight and heavy? Sure, she was enjoying it, but she should be able to take so much more!

It was her turn. “Never have I ever