Head, neck, shoulders, chest. Nothing gave Emily trouble until she got the colossal gut. She could feel Glinda’s face against her ribs. Her hands were still wiggling against Emily’s tongue. Emily closed her eyes and let her muscles relax once more. Her jaw slid over the soft hill of Glinda’s stomach. It jiggled between her lips. It wobbled over her tongue. It was like swallowing a big bowl of jelly in one go. Emily gulped and the belly slid, inch by inch, into her body which expanded to take the load. Standing, the trickster let gravity do the rest of the work.

Glinda settled in her stomach, smashed flat by her own body.

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