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Check out this year's growth drive here!

Want something like this to your exact specifications, furry or human? Check out my commission sheet!

Y’all have made Marshmallow BALLOON since the last update!! EIGHT ko-fi foods have been crammed into his poor little belly, unlocking both the drabble AND the bellyache benchmark!
I’m delighted with how enthusiastically you guys have participated in this drive - it means the world! Because real life has picked up and gotten quite busy for me, I am going to end the drive with this update, and will be posting the full sequence and fic as one post soon! I will probably be doing an egg drive for Driftwood the seahorse mer in the future, so be sure to stay tuned!
And now, for the drabble:
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
Despite his tum’s desperate warnings, Marshmallow squeaked with delight and approval as yet another anon held out a heaping forkful of more chocolate cake. He plunged into it as if he hadn’t eaten in months, taking bites so huge they made his jaw hurt. His belly cramped as it stretched to accommodate mouthful after mouthful of the dense, spongy treat, but he ignored it altogether, too caught up in his gleeful overindulgence.
His guts groaned and burbled unhappily as the next treat was offered, begging him to stop and let them to digest even a sliver of the massive binge in his enormous belly, but of course Marshmallow continued to gobble up the snacks being offered to him – this time, that meant more glazed donut! He grunted softly and shifted in the anon’s hand in an attempt to find a pose that didn’t compress his taut little belly quite so much, but it was to little avail. He was too packed!
By the time he finished several swallows of donut, his breaths came in soft, shallow puffs, as his creaking, hugely swollen stomach was now compressing the bottoms of his lungs, making it impossible to fill them completely. He moaned quietly and stifled a burp, squeezing his eyes tightly as he tried to steel himself against the pain so that he could continue his feast. His tum cramped and gurgled, rumbling beneath his palm as he gently rubbed it in a futile attempt at soothing the tortured organs within.
When he opened his eyes, another human was holding a second bottle cap filled with creamy, sweet pudding right under his nose. The poor glutton couldn’t resist! His belly protested and churned angrily as he swallowed down gulp after horrible gulp (with occasional whimpers between mouthfuls), savoring the taste even as the pressure in his tum became almost unbearable in its intensity. I’ll burst if I eat one more bite.
He resolved to refuse the next offering no matter how tasty it looked or smelled – his belly simply couldn’t handle any more! The thought all but vanished from his mind, however, when a treat he’d never even seen before was offered – candy! Marshmallow snatched two of the little balls of sugar out of the human’s hand and popped one into his mouth – only for his eyes to start watering immediately as its sour flavor overwhelmed his senses. He chewed it up and swallowed it, squinting by reflex, but still went for the remaining candy. They were good, in an odd way!
His tum, however, didn’t seem to agree. The sour candies made his belly groan and complain as the cramping worsened, agitating the overstretched lining of the tiny’s overfilled stomach as he reached for the same human’s next offering: cheesecake. His mouth watered with anticipation as he rubbed his hand over the rounded surface of his belly, then scooped out a handful of his newest treat and shoved it into his mouth.
It was so rich! The first big bite of cheesecake slid down his throat smoothly and plopped into his desperately struggling belly, followed by a second huge gulp shortly afterwards. As soon as the temporary delight of eating had ended, however, the impact of what the little pig had done to himself began to sink in.
All of the fat in his gut churned and swirled inside of him, as such a massive binge was too rich even for a tiny with a diet as fatty as Marshmallow’s. He’d truly pushed himself past his limit, and now he was paying for it in the most horrible of ways. He moaned softly and shut his eyes as the sour candy he’d so foolishly swallowed down gnawed at the lining of his poor tum, helpless to stop it now that it had become a part of the enormous mass of food stretching him to his absolute limit. His belly let out a monstrous glorp as his stomach feebly contracted around the big hunk of food, pushing up a sick burp a few moments later.
Surely he couldn’t handle even one more bite…

Description

Check out this year's growth drive here!

Want something like this to your exact specifications, furry or human? Check out my commission sheet!

Y’all have made Marshmallow BALLOON since the last update!! EIGHT ko-fi foods have been crammed into his poor little belly, unlocking both the drabble AND the bellyache benchmark!
I’m delighted with how enthusiastically you guys have participated in this drive - it means the world! Because real life has picked up and gotten quite busy for me, I am going to end the drive with this update, and will be posting the full sequence and fic as one post soon! I will probably be doing an egg drive for Driftwood the seahorse mer in the future, so be sure to stay tuned!
And now, for the drabble:
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
Despite his tum’s desperate warnings, Marshmallow squeaked with delight and approval as yet another anon held out a heaping forkful of more chocolate cake. He plunged into it as if he hadn’t eaten in months, taking bites so huge they made his jaw hurt. His belly cramped as it stretched to accommodate mouthful after mouthful of the dense, spongy treat, but he ignored it altogether, too caught up in his gleeful overindulgence.
His guts groaned and burbled unhappily as the next treat was offered, begging him to stop and let them to digest even a sliver of the massive binge in his enormous belly, but of course Marshmallow continued to gobble up the snacks being offered to him – this time, that meant more glazed donut! He grunted softly and shifted in the anon’s hand in an attempt to find a pose that didn’t compress his taut little belly quite so much, but it was to little avail. He was too packed!
By the time he finished several swallows of donut, his breaths came in soft, shallow puffs, as his creaking, hugely swollen stomach was now compressing the bottoms of his lungs, making it impossible to fill them completely. He moaned quietly and stifled a burp, squeezing his eyes tightly as he tried to steel himself against the pain so that he could continue his feast. His tum cramped and gurgled, rumbling beneath his palm as he gently rubbed it in a futile attempt at soothing the tortured organs within.
When he opened his eyes, another human was holding a second bottle cap filled with creamy, sweet pudding right under his nose. The poor glutton couldn’t resist! His belly protested and churned angrily as he swallowed down gulp after horrible gulp (with occasional whimpers between mouthfuls), savoring the taste even as the pressure in his tum became almost unbearable in its intensity. I’ll burst if I eat one more bite.
He resolved to refuse the next offering no matter how tasty it looked or smelled – his belly simply couldn’t handle any more! The thought all but vanished from his mind, however, when a treat he’d never even seen before was offered – candy! Marshmallow snatched two of the little balls of sugar out of the human’s hand and popped one into his mouth – only for his eyes to start watering immediately as its sour flavor overwhelmed his senses. He chewed it up and swallowed it, squinting by reflex, but still went for the remaining candy. They were good, in an odd way!
His tum, however, didn’t seem to agree. The sour candies made his belly groan and complain as the cramping worsened, agitating the overstretched lining of the tiny’s overfilled stomach as he reached for the same human’s next offering: cheesecake. His mouth watered with anticipation as he rubbed his hand over the rounded surface of his belly, then scooped out a handful of his newest treat and shoved it into his mouth.
It was so rich! The first big bite of cheesecake slid down his throat smoothly and plopped into his desperately struggling belly, followed by a second huge gulp shortly afterwards. As soon as the temporary delight of eating had ended, however, the impact of what the little pig had done to himself began to sink in.
All of the fat in his gut churned and swirled inside of him, as such a massive binge was too rich even for a tiny with a diet as fatty as Marshmallow’s. He’d truly pushed himself past his limit, and now he was paying for it in the most horrible of ways. He moaned softly and shut his eyes as the sour candy he’d so foolishly swallowed down gnawed at the lining of his poor tum, helpless to stop it now that it had become a part of the enormous mass of food stretching him to his absolute limit. His belly let out a monstrous glorp as his stomach feebly contracted around the big hunk of food, pushing up a sick burp a few moments later.
Surely he couldn’t handle even one more bite…