Hallow's Eve
 
It was Hallow's Eve, a night regarded as a time of reckoning both amongst the living and the dead, and Livira Haldir was a big fan of that concept. She had always liked to live on the wilder side, being a little adventurous even for an elf and often needing rescuing from her often begruding sister Estaya. Even though their relationship was a little give and take (with Livira taking more than anything), they still had a solid bond. They both loved working with children, and teaching them things. Estaya was a teacher; Livira was more passionate on teaching through showing them things. So, Livira set up her house to mimic that of a witch she had encountered on one of her adventures, going all out to attract viewers as she did every year. She sat on her porch with a big bowl of candy, waiting for the young ones of the village to approach her so she could tell them tales and send them off with a bag full of treats. She enjoyed it, being the "weird spooky lady" every year, and she wasn't bothered by many people.
As she passed out candy to the children that came by, she ate candy herself, not thinking much of the amount. Halfway through the evening, a child that came by asked, "Miss Liv, why is your tummy so big?"
Livira looked down, face flushing slightly from embarrassment. Her gut was swollen and starting to strain against the buttons of her dress. She cleared her throat and responded, "Well, little one, many witches beyond the village gobble up children!" She pinched the child's nose teasingly, her tone joking, "You best beware and stop poking your nose in the business of witches or else I will do the same."
The child giggled as Livira dropped a handful of candy inher bucket. "Thank you Miss Liv."
"Have a good Hallow's Eve, dear." She leaned back as she watched the child depart, reaching into her own bag for another piece of candy. She supposed it was fine so long as she maintained her story and she didn't pop any buttons.
Shortly after, a group of ten teens walked up. Livira lightly frowned, recognizing them as her sister's students. They were older; Livira believed they were set to graduate that year, but they were still clad in costumes and buckets. One of the girls smiled at her, saying, "You can skip the stories, Liv, we know they're tall tales." Another student expectantly held out a bucket.
Liv tilted her head a little. "Oh, um, I only give candy to kids. You know, like..." She held out her hand at a small child's height. "Little? Not graduates. You're practically adults."
"Come on, Liv--"
"Miss Liv! I still expect you to treat me with respect while you're under my sister's direction."
The girl scoffed. "Well, fine. Keep telling children bullshit stories about witches eating kids. Plus, I bet you're hiding your hair under that hat for a reason. You're never seen here, and when you're are it's never with a gut. I bet you have practically no braids."
Livira shrugged. "If you say so. You're causing a scene, and I'd like it if you'd leave."
The girl frowned before ushering her group away. Livira sighed, popping another one of her sweets in her mouth. What a handful, she thought. She shook her head t dismiss her annoyance and resumed her tales and treat-giving. When the moon was at full, Livira grew tired. She set the bowl of candy on a stool outside, leaving a note instructing those passing by to only take one or two. She sat by her window, watching the people in the street outside slowly tire themselves, the numbers dwindling just like the sweets in her personal stash. Just as she was telling herself to stop eating (mostly to avoid losing buttons), she saw a familiar group come back, except... she squinted a little. Had that girl always been pregnant? And had her friend always been... huge? She shook her head. She couldn't care less how many notches they added as long as they only took a couple pieces of candy.
Just as that thought passed through her mind, the girl that Livira had spoken to before dumped the entire bowl into her bucket. Livira pursed her lips. No fucking way, she thought, setting down her own bag and walking out the door.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"Ohh, M-Miss Liv! We're just taking a couple. It's pretty empty now, huh?" She nervously laughed. "I guess the kids hit it pretty hard, since it's so late and all. Or you did, with how much you're..." her eyes darted down, then quickly back up, "jiggling?"
One of the girls in the back -- who, now that Livian could see, was in fact doubled in size just from her gut -- laughed at the remark.
Livira shook her head. "No, I'm not that gluttonous, you know. I ate what was actually mine."
"Right."
"What-" Livira sighed. "You know? Whatever. Just... I cordially invite you in, for cider and whatnot, just to... end tonight on good terms. No bad blood or anything, and I won't tell my sister! We all win, okay? I'll even tell you stories."
The girl shook her head. "Skip the stories. Is the cider non-alcoholic? I'm expecting."
"I can see that. Yeah, it is. Don't worry about it." Livira stepped out of the way of the door, and gestured inside. "Come, come."
The group filed into her living room, and Livira started the fire for them and prepared their drinks. She watched from her kitchen as they all settled, the pregnant girl settling on top of her bigger friend's gut. The girl-turned-sofa lightly giggled at the belch that was pushed out of her, her friend looking back and teasing her for it. Livira went around the room, passing out warm apple cider and directed their attention to one of her interior's tricks: a bubbling cauldron, images swirling in the churning liquid and the steam that rose from it. As the group gathered in awe at the sudden magic display, she snuck up on the backmost kid, shoving him head-first into her still hungry maw.
He didn't even have time to process and struggle, settling in her gut before any of his friends could notice he was gone. Livira stifled a belch as she reached a belch as she reached for the next two, shoving them both in her mouth at once. It was a bit of a task; it had been a while since Livira distended her throat so dramatically. She managed them down, but the kicks of the two finally sent three of her buttons flying from her dress and towards the other five. She softly cussed as they turned towards her and realized what had happened, and what their fate likely was. The majority of the group bolted to the door, and the pregnant girl was the first person to it. To Livira's pleasant surprise, however, she locked it instead of rushing out of it. Her friends adamantly protested, but she just looked at Livira as if asking if this was enough to spare herself. Livira smiled. "Good piggy," she stated, and she grabbed another one of her friends. She made a point to swallow down the struggling friend a little more slowly than she usually would, letting the rest just helplessly watch as their other friend blocked the door. Immediately after his feet passed her lips, she grabbed the next one, who sprang into action. They kicked, shoved, the whole nine yards, but Livira still managed to shove their hand into her mouth. She got a good grip on them and began forcing them further down, pushing them halfway down her throat in one swallow. Their legs took Livira much longer than she'd like, but she managed. She got them down and could no longer hold in her belch. The pregnant girl acting as her barricade had her eyes squeezed shut, but they flew open at the belch, her cheeks turning pink. Livira's cheeks flushed herself; she was sure the whole neighborhood could hear that one, but she had no time to stress it. She looked down at the big-bellied girl, the only other one left, and grinned a little. "Well, I'll need help with you, won't I?" She looked up at the pregnant girl.
"Is she your girlfriend? What happened to the dude that bred you?"
The pregnant girl's face reddened even more. "Um... she..." The girl cleared her throat and nodded towards her remaining friend.
"Oh! What a delight for you, hm? Well, come on. I meant it when I said I'd need help." Livira reclined back on her chair.
"What..?"
"Feed her to me. It's obvious you have a thing for it, considering you fed her your boyfriend tonight."
The girl slowly shook her head, and Livira raised an eyebrow. "Really? You're refusing? Come on."
She sighed, and shakily struggled to pull her friend over to Livira. The other girl, for the most part, had accepted her fate as fodder, but didn't make any moves to help her friend either. Livira simply sat there, mouth open and waiting for the last part of her meal. She began swallowing as feet entered her mouth, the pregnant girl pushing with her full weight as she helped Livira force her friend down. She was stuck with a face full of gut for several minutes as the pregnant girl fought to get it into Livira's mouth and down her throat. It was easy once the gut was down; Livia gulped most of her on her own, slurping her hair and immediately grabbing the pregnant girl. Her chair creaked under her at the shift in weight.
"What- What are you doing? Don't I get to go home?"
Livira rubbed her swollen gut for a moment. "Triplets?"
"J-Just twins."
"Ah. They're big for twins."
"They're overdue."
"Mm. I see." Livira looked at the girl's face for a moment before shoving it in her mouth. The girl firmly put a hand on her forehead, trying to push away, but Livira pried it off and continued gulping her down. She traced her tongue down the girl's taut belly as it went past her lips and down her throat. She put a hand on her neck to feel the last distension of the evening, and let out another belch that she was sure was heard village-wide. She let out a satisfied sigh and went to lean back in her chair, but it gave out beneath her.
She groaned a little, simply rolling over to lay on her floor, gut now bare against the cold tile floor since her dress had lost all of its buttons. She shivered at the chill, reaching for a glass of unfinished cider. She took one sip before tracing a sigil with her finger in the air, pulling the rest of the pot towards herself. She slowly sipped at first, but ended up gulping the whole thing down in just a minute. She let out one last burp as the teens in her gut struggled and churned away, just like the visions in her cauldron.
She laughed to herself. "What was it you said about witches? The stories about them eating kids were bullshit? BURP! Always glad to teach people something new, I suppose. I hope you enjoy the bath."