“Urrp. Goodness, just – settle down you two. You aren’t getting out until you get along, you know?”

Youmu Konpaku took a deep breath, groaning, resting a hand on his bulging, sloshing, over-stuffed, gurgling gut. It had been a whole month since he had attended that fateful party at Eintei – just a escort for his mistress, but one drink had lead to another, and Kaguya, exiled lunar nobility, had chosen to invite him to her private quarters. Giving him a wink, a blown kiss, but then – halfway through drinking, Mokou burst in. Fought with Kaguya. Took the party public, and – more to the point, ruined lady Yuyuko’s fun. That was something that Youmu simply couldn’t abide.

So he had chosen to devour the two, on the spot. Grabbing Mokou first, and then Kaguya both. Leaving them somewhat surprised, the meek half phantom not being the type to do much of anything too forward. A mistake, really, as he pushed the two of them together, and – ulp, ulp. The boy’s throat BULGED out, with a curvy princess, and a cute phoenix boy. Pushing the two of them down and down, with each drunken swallow. Causing his shirt to rip open, his gut bouncing and sloshing out, gurgling and groaning. Stuffed full to the brim – and when Youmu finished the last swallow, sending two pairs of feet down his maw, he was left oh so full.
He had devoured both in a drunken haze, sending them down into his belly, even though he was full as full could be from alcohol already. With a belch, he gave his gut a smack, and declared the two would only get out when they made up and stopped causing such a fuss.

That had been a month ago – and now, groaning, the half-phantom was left sitting on a porch after finishing the day’s chores – by now, he had gotten used to lugging around that massive gut, and it had accommodated its two indigestiable meals, but still…

Trying to get them out was out of the question. Constantly digesting them had given Youmu incredible regenerative capabilities – even cuts healing immediately. They were too big to vomit out at the same time, or squeeze out the back door – and their refusal to sit still and stop fighting meant that he couldn’t really get them out one at a time. “URRP. Come on, it’s been a month already…” Youmu groaned, left caressing his fat, heavy gut, gurgling away. Left with a rapidly plumping ass, giving it a squeeze, sighing. Barley even fit into any of his bloomers anymore – hopefully the two would get along, before Youmu would have to start looking into a more – permanent wardrobe upgrade…



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