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I try not to think too hard about why I like the big vore belly. Its mysteries are better left dark and foreboding.

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It worked? Yes! Olivia seems to be fine too. And judging by her shifting gut, Sarah's fine enough.

"Urp... all the gas is moving north. What... exactly was this test for, Kat? What could you possibly learn from this?" Olivia rolls onto her back, staring directly at the ceiling in a daze.

"Hmm perhaps making Sarah return to 100% of her initial size is too much. Now you can't walk. Should probably reduce it to around 60-70%..."

I jot down a few more notes before placing a hand on Olivia's stomach once more. In another red flash, the bulge decreases. Little by little. Should be close enough. Surprisingly easy to do. Seems manipulating Sarah separately from Olivia, despite one being inside of the other, is much easier on the second attempt.

With another belch, Olivia stands up. The bulge now significantly more manageable, though she still appears to be off balance.

"Better?" I grip her by the shoulders steadying her like a drunkard.

"Better."

Truth be told this experiment was brought on by a certain... interest I've recently found I have. When I first began doing this, I'd make them as small as I could manage. To fit inside of me more easily. But over time, I found that the larger they were, the better it felt. Feeling all of their movements inside of me, the jostling of their elbows, the kick of their legs. All of them sending vibrations through me. To be frank, the feeling is intoxicating. Though I'd prefer not to let anyone know this was for pleasure. In this sense, both Sarah and Olivia were guinea pigs, just for different questions.

"Okay, good. In a few words, can you tell me what it feels like?"

Olivia had regained a great deal of composure. Rubbing her chin and mulling it over.

"It feels... tingly. All over, but mostly around my thighs."

That makes sense. Considering Sarah was never actually in Olivia's stomach. Lower body tingling is something I get as well.

"And is it a good kind of tingly, or a bad kind?"

She takes a few practice steps, moving around the small room as she speaks. "Good tingly, kind of like when you're running in the cold for a while."

Interesting, I hadn't considered a temperature to it in my own experience. If anything, I'd say the feeling is far hotter.

Olivia turns around points to her butt. "What about her? You gonna interview Sarah? I thought she was the guinea pig, not me."

I nod. Her input would be important as well. Though the sadistic part of me wants to keep her in there as long as Olivia will permit. If those farts from earlier were anything to go by, Sarah's got to be in a living hell right about now and I wouldn't want to take that from her.

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