Ellie’s screams could probably be heard from outside of the dungeon. Passing the remains of a huge meal and one goblin was one thing, but producing a pile of shit the size of an entire dungeon’s goblin population, and then some, was a mind-altering experience. All the goblin meat had not sat well in her stomach, churning and bubbling and gurgling non-stop. That combined with the ridiculous amount of gas being produced in her gut bloating her and expelling out of her mouth and ass made

 Ellie awoke on the floor of the dungeon right where she had fallen, slowly rubbing her engorged middle in circles. The goblin had long since stopped struggling, and was now mostly just more mass on Ellie’s body. Slowly, she rose to her feet and walked to a corner and squatted to deposit the remains of the poor goblin.
 Ellie panted softly as the digested goblin’s remains poured out of her, sighing and moaning as the larger portions passed through her, and finally crying out as it

Ellie
poked her head around the entrance to the grand dungeon. Even
adventurers as experienced as herself need always be careful, never
knowing what might surprise them around each corner. Glancing around
briefly, she darted into the large vestibule of the structure, her
torch held aloft.
Ellie
herself was a smaller girl. She was short with close-cut hair, but
her stature was ideal for her line of work. She was able to be
considered slightly chubby, and had a relatively small chest. It was
cle