Chapter 13 -- Conveyer
 
"Oh Jenna? Can your little peanut sized brain comprehend how much we have stuffed inside you so far? I am loving this so much," Crick asked off to Jenna's side.
 
Jenna's head was drooped down looking more so at his feet than at him. She looked up again and they were in a different place, she wasn't sure where it was. Then she gave a startled moo, when she saw familiar surroundings and squeaking. A conveyor belt, what was that doing here. She indeed was looking up into a conveyor belt moving with minor squeaks. Her mind could not keep away from the rats and every little squeak she heard made her cringe. She also couldn't believe what she was seeing and as her mind wandered around she was both offended and embarrassed. They were going to use this on her, after her dream. Then, without warning, a track of music started playing. She recognized it as Beethoven's, the dramatic three note da da da dummmm.
 
The music drowned out the squeaking but made her go more on edge because the volume wasn't ear splitting but it was set that when the quick da da da dummmm came in, she almost jumped each time.
 
"We'll move you into position. Jase? Jase!" Crick began again.
 
"Just a moment Crick, just got it... oops," Jase said off to her left side, and her hind end dropped suddenly, smarting her tender udders off of the cool floor. Then, everything shifted toward the pit of her stomach putting extra pressure there but otherwise all the objects exploding up against all points there, even up against her womb and her udders. The gurgling was actually louder than she had expected more of a swishing washing machine gurgle with metallic and wooden clonks and clinks, most in an underwater muffled medley. Her udders took over her attention again, she had started to feel them getting fuller again since Crick's formula had started to make her warm and fuller, aching mildly again but she hadn't really giving it too much attention until now.
 
"Crick, no! You dumb thick dimwitted dumbass of a bear. Give me the controls and let me instruct you how to perfectly use it. After all I built the lovely contraption Jenna is in now, not too much of a difference. I'll show you how to... um... oh yeah, here. Now let me show you how to work simple mechanical controls okay? We're going to start making Jenna impatient if we keep wasting time," Crick snapped and she heard his voice move around her to the other side beside where Jaze's voice came from.
 
Jenna felt her rump lift off the ground slightly and stop, her udders swaying back in forth agitating them even more. She groaned wishing there was some udder balm around somewhere but stifled herself from letting out a louder groan.
 
"Whoa, they're full again. Hey Crick, mind if I...?" Jase said and Jenna's ears grew red and her face went warm again at Jase's note.
 
"Jase, just calm your densely thick mind for a moment. Here," Crick responded and her rump righted itself in the unseen pulleys and became more even.
 
"Now, can you muster in your brain the comprehension to turn her around," Crick implored.
 
"Yeah, you just put this one here," Jase said and Jenna's body tipped over to her right, her one staying in place, and soon was suspended fully on her right side, and she could see boxes and trays and carts piled full of so many items. She gasped at the sight with a startled moo, shaking her head for what the restraints would allow her and squirming as little as she was allowed in a moment of anxiety. The tube down her through still caused her neck and head to be rigid, so this further kept her from the motion. Then everything jolted and stopped leaving her in the position, a whine erupted from above.
 
The objects in her fell and reseated with a thunderous clonkering and sploshy mixed gurgling as every bit and piece of the sharp to smooth objects that were still inside her had now settled down to her side. She felt it pile up and droop her belly down. Her belly swayed up and down a little and she could actively feel something moving from inside which stopped her from moving in bordering curiosity. She couldn't see down what was happening on her belly, but her belly also swayed from side to side as the remains of the water and lighter objects settled down. The heavier objects moved against her side of her ribs down to oddly spaced out places, some pushing out on her belly more than others. Then it thankfully stopped as it had overall felt so odd to her with the involuntary movements of all of it.
 
"Hmm... Crick. It's not moving," Jaze grunted and Jenna heard minute clicking coming from the direction his voice was. The position she was in put much more added pressure on her sides, The squirming stopped and her belly settled, but the pressure did not cease. Jenna endured it only for another moment and started squirming just because of the new awkward feeling that it generated.
 
"Gently, move it over. The workings are a little strained from our hefty princess here, probably out of track. Ah, there," Crick said and she felt herself starting to tilt further to her right, every bit and piece of soft to hard item shuffling around, each object moving to a different place, clanking against each. All of it followed the contour of her sides in general, and then, thankfully to her, spread out a little more evenly. She was belly up, her belly bowled out over her sides but the contents rested themselves on her back and discomfort on her spine and against her ribs. She now looked up at the underside of the edge of the conveyor belt, the tube now directly under the lip of it.
 
Crick's voice came abruptly at her right side right by her head, and she saw the side of his body in her vision, she jumped immediately at it, "This game we can attribute to your fat headed dream. We have a list of what could be coming off of the conveyor belt, though not all food, for your oversized barrel of a gut. The rules are simple yes and no questions for your little mind to wrap around. The way you could answer... how about a grumble for yes, and two grumbles for no."
 
Jenna sighed through the tube and couldn't believe she was going to do it but her stomach beat her too it once again. Crick laughed and shouted up and away from here, "Jaze, are you ready?"
 
"Yeah!" Jaze's voice shouted back.
 
Aheela and Firefly had to help Shane calm down after being flopped around again. He squealed shrilly even after. They all became very soaked and miffed by the bowling balls, pots, pans, footballs and flashlights amongst the golf balls and other bits and pieces of the items that flew past them. The whole of the movement caused them to be stuck also slightly buried in everything when it all cascaded to the side. They both scrambled up with the rats. Aheela didn't like them very well, and squealed each time they moved around, but she had become mostly used to them. While Aheela had held Shane, Firefly had taken Jenna's dog, which was shivering absolutely terrified.
 
Firefly had felt some aftereffects of the goop that Crick and Jaze smeared on them. She felt groggy, disconnected, and weak, and most of all, cold. She shivered so much that Jenna's dog followed suit even more and Aheela came beside her in the waist deep water, pushing over a small fold of Jenna's stomach in the way.
 
"How is Lapis, did you try signing on the wall again?" Firefly said through chattering teeth and wincing.
 
"No, I..." Aheela start to say when there was a shudder and a ribbing sound of something being rubbed on a hollow tube. They both looked toward the front of Jenna's stomach and saw a few metal tray tables with indentations on them come down from the end of the black tube poking in. They splashed down and settled down into the bottom of her stomach there. The whole of her stomach shook slightly again.
 
"Firefly, could you check where everything is and move it around right. We're going to resume the festivities again in double step," A voice came down the other end echoing down the patruding ribbed tube.
 
Aheela turned to Firefly and Firefly looked back at her with her head down and got up, putting the Shivering dog down and started to shuffle her feel around at everything, and moved to the end of the tube sticking down into Jenna's stomach.
 
She put her paws on it and yelled up through it, "Fuck off!"
 
"You disappoint me Firefly, I was hoping you would be my support inside. Maybe a little reminder is in order," Crick's voice echoed down the tube in response.
 
They had sent the metal cafeteria trays cascading down her throat. Jenna felt each rectangular piece thunder down the tube, and the wedge shape smacked up against the front part of her stomach and settled down around there. She heard it too, the clank glomb internally lightly jolting her belly. The trays kept coming one by one on the conveyor belt; she could only barely make them out by what they looked like.
 
Crick had asked, "Jenna, you eat food on plates here don't you?"
 
Jenna tried not to groan but resigned herself and groaned. Crick clicked his tongue and shook his head happily, "Nope, I must render my games a little easier for low intelligent ones as yourself. The penalty for a wrong answer is a multitude of what you guessed wrong. The right answer is cafeteria trays, metal ones actually. Jase, please proceed."
 
The trays desisted after some time and her belly weighed down against her more, as she lost count of how many clonked down her throat. Crick paused after they had stopped and went beside her belly coming in view in the scene lightly. She then felt his boney hands once again pawing away and pushing prodding, moving everything around. He didn't locate the trays as they settled down in the building pressure against her rib cage and spine even though he pushed in the lower side of her belly. Crick came back up and pushed in again harder into the top of her belly, pushing she only felt it making minor shifting and his hand didn't come in contact with anything on the inside.
 
"Excellent, delicious, but the game's just started, and I don't feel the items pushing out at the top of your belly at all. At this point, our goal is mutually agreed on, isn't it Jenna?" Crick asked again coming back to her side smiling at her fully.
 
"Ready for the next one?" Jase called.
 
"Yeah, hold your mind from moving too far ahead. Onto the next question Jenna. You buy food with coins, yes or no?"
 
Jenna grunted twice, she used her student lunch account with her swipe card and otherwise with her bank card. She suffered a slight lift in hope. Crick's eyes went wide and he laughed outright saying, "Wrong! The penalty is all the coins you can eat on a buffet line. Are you ready for this one Jase?"
 
"Say the word, Boss," Jase came back.
 
"Just continue with the procedure Jaze," Crick said shaking his head, his boney hands on his hips; he went out of the view of Jenna and his contraption. There was a good pause and then she started to hear the tinkering and dull thunking resounding from the edge of the conveyor belt into the tube. The contents made little different to what she already felt at first, but then the weight of them shifted, and she could feel them cascading, the small quantities of them sliding on metal of the tray and themselves as the whole medley of it all coupled into one.
 
The coins did cease eventually. Crick came back up by her side with Jase on the other. They moved to one side each of her belly and started pushing from side to side. She felt everything shift with the added coins, all in a shifting underwater slosh shlunk glump sound. The sound picked up a rhythm of yew yaw, two and fro. They eventually stopped leaving everything to settle once again.
 
"I hope you appreciate the simple services we can give your hoard of a belly," Crick remarked as he came back up beside her fully smiling. Jenna didn't groan but her stomach did in it's gurgling it had picked up now. She felt the added metal now a little more, cooler that it was.
 
Crick continued, "The next question, you can use billiard balls in a pool?"
 
Jenna balked as she new this wasn't a good question so she grunted twice whereas Crick facepawed himself and looked down the side of the conveyor belt and shouted, "Jaze, the boxes will be adequate, I have the pole over here."
 
Jenna shuddered at the thought of the pole but she was curious why they would need it. After a few moments, she saw the sides of what looked like a cardboard box tip over the edge. Then chaos. A jumbled clanking and smacking of what she clearly saw as billiard balls, dumped out of the box. They all racked the tube causing an echoing clonking drone on the way down, then she felt them clonk down into her stomach and rustle the coins and trays forcefully, each ball making a notable impact. Crick had meanwhile come back into the view with the pole from before. The cardboard box had went into the tube but she saw it didn't go any further and saw the tail edge of it sticking out. Crick had meanwhile went off camera and returned with the pole he spoke of. He immediately brought it up and in and pushed the cardboard box down. Jenna felt the pole bank against the side and the cardboard rubbing against the ribs, then felt a slight shudder and heard a light plop. The billiard balls still stayed in one spot and put more pressure and Jenna groaned at the sensation.
 
Crick went back to the side of her belly and started poking and shifting her mass around. The billiard balls she felt slightly move against everything else but still all stayed in one spot and she groaned again.
 
"Grateful to see you are still enjoying yourself my dear little pig. I would consider it an insult if you weren't. Maybe you can get the next question right but we still have some more billiard balls, right?" Crick told her and the next box of billiard balls tumbled in and joined in on the contents on the front of her stomach and back, racking and clanking against everything else. Crick continued by pressing the cardboard box down, then the next cardboard box started, followed by further pushing with the pole. The weight in her belly against her spine was starting to bring on added discomfort amongst it all. Crick went to her belly side again and smiling yet once more moved her hippo-cow fur and belly around, feeling along down the underside.
 
"Hey Jaze, come here for a moment," Crick shouted up the conveyor belt again.
 
The bear soon joined them, "Yeah?"
 
"We may have turned her over too soon, right Jenna'? How about we put you back where you were? I hope the gluttonous bulk of our girl doesn't cause as much strain as it did before." Crick asked the Hippocow passing his lanky paw over her side lightly making Jenna flinch slightly as touch was more ticklish than anything.
 
"Right, turn her over again,"
 
"Quickly, Jace. She is getting impatient, she is even hungrier for more," Crick scolded the bear.
Jase grinned in response and she heard the clicking as he worked the controls again. Jenna found herself being tipped over again. The whole of her bulk shifting over was about the same to what she could attribute to a big sack of coins jingling. Her belly resounded and she felt the feeling of it all, unsettling as it all cascaded over, the soft and hard points making their way shifting tumbling to one cascading unison to her side. Her tummy dropped down again until she was belly down, and everything settled on her upside. She felt better that all of it wasn't against her spine again but it pulled at her insides dropping them down. The feeling was lighter and she wondered at this. Jenna thought this was due to Crick's inhibitive draught he fed to her. She could see the conveyor belt a little better over the tube still in her maw and the way her belly was drooping made her angle to the conveyor belt perfectly underneath it. She could feel a slight twitching and squirming around in her belly and the thought of the rats brought a renewed whimper to her.
 
Crick came back over to her side, "Good, the pulleys didn't strain this time. What swims in water and people eat it but some keep as pets are turtles?"
 
Jenna wasn't prepared for this one so soon and found herself grunting once. Crick laughed and turned around and looked back down the conveyor line. Jenna still only saw the tip of the conveyor belt in her vision and only darkness beyond, "Wrong Jenna, the answer is fish. I'm surprised, I've seen you eat a few of them before. Are you ready Jase?!"
 
Jenna heard some distant flapping which became a little louder until she saw a bucket tip over the side and out of the top she caught a glimpse of several fins. The water and the contents dropped down in, followed by another bucket of water. Crick went away and returned with the pole and pushed the buckets down which became slightly dislodged. Another bucket came with more of the flapping, what Jenna guessed as fish, with the following bucket of water. At first, this made no difference in her belly, at least by what she felt at first. Then at the front of her belly she felt some shifting squirming as more fish were added. Then a final two buckets and she felt the flapping squirming around in her belly more actively, even starting to shake her belly, and she recollected the added buckets of water that were inside her now.
 
Crick had bent down and went underneath her. She felt his hands pushing up against the active squirming and flapping inside. The Lynx laughed, standing back up smiling, "Wow, they look like they taste good. I hope you love them, they were fresh from the science lab's fish tanks."
Jase's voice came from below her, she felt his big paws moving there way up and down her underside, he started saying, and “Hey you can really see it. Wow, feels really really nice."
 
"Jase, aren’t' you ready for the next part," Crick told the bear.
 
"Oh yeah, sorry Crick," The bear responded and came up disappearing going along the conveyor belt, out of view.
 
"Sorry Jenna, I know both you and I are anxious. Your belly feels rather full with everything. The way we're going, we'll have you stuffed by the end of this game, really well. The next question. You come to college and you need books because without them you wouldn't be able to continue on with school?"
 
Jenna's belly felt to her much fuller than what Crick guessed. She could feel everything now brushing against each other now much more than before with the added fish. She grunted in answer to his question. She couldn't think what else she could need for school, let alone to keep her going in school. Crick smiled, "You really are a ditzy overendowed girl, Jenna. You forget that if the school didn't keep any records of you passing any classes then where would you be. Here we have your boxes of files and, well, lets just say a few of your friendly acquaintances and a few others of the student body that I'm not very fond of. I bet you'd like to see them all closer wouldn't you?"
 
Jenna suffered more of a shock than she realized. Her records! If they got damaged then... she needed to get done with school to support Shane and... She found herself growling at Crick, grunting through the tube.
 
"Jaze, come on with them. She's really hungry for them!" Crick yelled down the conveyor belt.
Jenna tried to yell no, but the first box fell over, a short but a little longer cardboard box. It just fit inside of the tube and went down ribbing and vibrating her neck as it went down and she felt it land in the water and items at the front of her belly. Crick went underneath her and pushed at the front of her belly making the box which had touched down to the bottom of her belly shift back. Jenna felt it settle back down firmly on the underside of her belly, making a slight squarish patrusion out on everything underneath it, resulting in a bit more pressure there than other places.
 
Crick pushed at it and laughed jovially and came back to her side, "Did I mention that I added a few bits of computer equipment in there from the computer labs, as well as a few drives from the school's server. There are quite a few drives. Ah don't worry Jenna, I cleaned out the drives internals a little bit just to make sure they were damaged beforehand though."
 
Jenna felt herself wondering why it would matter. Then she realized they might have had her information there as well and mooed in protest. The next box of archive files plunked in swiftly and violently and settled down against the front of her belly, heavier still and pushed down on everything. Crick returned to the underside and pushed at it until it shifted a little but still caused another slight box shaped indentation to the underside of her belly. Jenna heaved a sigh at this and tried to shift in place until the next box fell. There were several, five more that slid off the conveyor belt and down into her belly. It weighted her down considerably and made her belly feel all the more indented out sagging down. Her back buckled and the tension mounted there more than before.
 
Crick adjusted the last box around, evening out the pressure from any the front point on her belly it settled at. Jenna sighed again in a little relief. Her mind didn't want to resist anymore, she suddenly realized. She wanted to just fall asleep and let it all pass but she couldn't close her eyes, the images were still there. Jenna found the newly added objects evened the pressure, extending and jutting out still in a distributed fashion. What else could they stuff in here?
 
"You may not know this one. If you put Pop Rocks and Diet Pop together you get a very explosive reaction?"
 
Jenna didn't respond at first, she tried to move her belly around as the feeling of the pressure of the boxes were endearing on her, just the heavy feeling of them. She wanted to look down in hopes they didn't look as they did on the outside as they felt on the inside. She noticed Crick was watching her. He put a paw thoughtfully and bemused on his chin and went away. Jenna still heard the music; it had since taken on an elevator music genre. Out of the corner of her eye, Jenna suddenly saw flickering. Then a part of her vision showed something, and she was at first unsure of what she saw but then could make it out, it was the side of her in good view of her belly, her udders everything. She did see how the boxes sat on her, and wasn't pleased at how they did look as they did feel.
 
Crick came back to Jenna, "I suspect I make a correct guess on what you wanted? Now, yes or no, the Pop Rocks have a reaction to Diet Soda Pop?"
 
Jenna had seen it before and she was sure it had a reaction to pop so grunted once. Crick shook his head and Jenna gritted the tube in her mouth in frustration. The thought of such a reaction in her. Crick spoke at length down the conveyor belt and then to Jenna, "Set them for about thirty seconds, and put them on there fast. I've got a little of my ingenuity here, Jenna. You should enjoy this particular form of refreshment, don't shudder at the word diet."
 
The conveyor belt moved for a moment until Jenna saw something approaching and then could see slightly a two liter amount of soda. At the top was a certain stalk with a blinking LED and some mechanism inside with a white tablet set at the top. She wondered what this was. It certainly wasn't pop rocks. The two liter dropped straight down tube first and Jenna saw her belly shudder as she did when it touched down. Then a hesitation and she felt the internal explosion and pressure rushing out the tube as a rushing slight rumbling. This coupled with a swishing feeling shuddering on the tube. Then, it all ended on what felt like a forceful indentation to the outside of her belly and left a small gassy feeling. The indentation didn't show on the image of her belly side but her belly did shudder as she did and sway minutely to the other side.
The music suddenly dropped out and Crick said, "You should sample how this sounds Jenna."
The conveyor belt was the only sound as she saw the next pop bottle coming up on top of it.
 
Firefly, Aheela, with Shane and Jenna's dog had just recovered since the latest tipping of Jenna's belly so now they were constantly at a downward slant toward the middle bottom of her belly. The junk and debris that it was all piling up was enough to start to be a slight example of quicksand. They had shuffled some of the boxes out of the way to become seats, although someone on the outside who Firefly had attributed in guessing to Jase or Crick was pushing in on Jenna's stomach. They had seen the boxes move suddenly and the objects move up suddenly from below and settle down.
 
Aheela noticed the two liter bottle plunk down and float in a small pool of water, its top pointing toward Jenna's stomach to one side. Then it had exploded with a high rushing water sound, in a steady off white stream of pop. The stomach folds quivered but the bottle sent the cap, some kind of tube, and pop stream straight at the one side, the wall of her stomach lurching slightly as it pushed evening out the folds of the side momentarily. Firefly had exchanged a glance at Aheela who had pointed then at another bottle of Soda that had settled down and then it exploded right at them. They dodged out of the way as everything shuddered again moving Jenna's belly and stomach folds in one direction for a moment. Firefly had dodged out of the way grabbing a bit of a fold in Jenna's stomach.
 
The next one settled down and Aheela saw it was aimed right at her and she had landed right beside a rat as well. She protested pushing herself back up as the main part of the stream just missed her landing right beside where her head was. The spray splashed up at her, making her wetter and stickier.
 
Jenna had felt the tug slightly as well as she heard the fizzy rushing of the soda and then the sudden pushing out on one side of her belly, then another each time the pop jetted out. Crick was at Jenna's belly side on camera in her vision patting the one side of her belly as he listened to the pop explode on the inside. She could see him pause and hear a slight chuckle. He came back at length and pulled down the tube and Jenna's head and mouth down to his front calling down it ecstatically, "Do you see what I mean? Are you amusing yourself down in there Firefly?"
 
Leoi had been walking between the library and the parking lot, really close to the Library and the Shaush Wynn Building and met up with Stan. Stan stood there looking around casually; he blended well into the night air with the Rhinoceros gray and shown dully in the sidewalk lamp. This blended in with the gray security uniform and belt with his nightstick and long flashlight as he wore there too.
 
"What is it?" He asked poking at a piece of gum on the sidewalk with his foot.
 
"Do you see that," Leoi pointed over off the sidewalk into the yard to the fresh dirt in the shape of a narrow tire track.
 
"Oh Yavonne is going to freak out," Stan remarked with his paws on his hips.
 
"I haven't looked down further but I think someone drove it farther away down the yard. I'm going to take a look to make sure. How about you meet me later around here?"
"Sure, call me if you need me. Probably the Delta Delta, I think they took my flashlight again," Stan responded.
 
"Yeah, probably," Leoi said and he was about to start walking off when he saw the brown fur and shape of a rat walking down the side walk toward the parking lot. Leoi recognized him as John Murle the Biology professor wearing a white shirt and jeans. He brushed his furred arms folding them lightly in front of him, rubbing them as he came up in front of them. The air was getting quite chilled.
 
"Hey Leoi, Stan, do you know if anyone is in the Gymnasium. There's lights on,"
 
"Hmm... maybe some students staying over, John," Stan said and brought his flashlight out of this belt and went on across the parking lot out into the crosswalk and across the road toward the other side of the campus.
 
"How about I go ahead and check what's going on with the Gym and I'll let you know," Murle suggested.
 
"Okay, but if you see anything just come back and tell me. I have a hunch we'll find something going on eventually, maybe it's there but I want to follow this in case they come back this way. I'm going to follow these tire tracks and I'll be around here and I'll meet up with you later," Leoi said.
 
"Tire tracks, ahhh," John said and looked around until he saw them. He turned back and nodded at Leoi and then went away back the way he came toward the library and off the path there. Leoi picked up his flashlight and shined them on the tire tracks, following them of into the side yard.