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“Cannonbaaaaaaaalll!” Oregene plowed into the pool with the force of a meteor, sending a plume of water high into the air.

Gabrielle, who’d been floating lazily a couple feet away, shouted in annoyance as she was drenched. She barely managed to stay upright as waves bobbed her about. Flicking a mop of deep red hair from her eyes, the curvy blue dragoness glared at Oregene once he resurfaced.

The bright-green drake grinned back. He swam toward Gabrielle and began humming the ‘Jaws’ theme song.

Gabrielle immediately began powering her floatie the other way, but the backyard pool was small and Oregene caught her quickly.

He gripped her floatie in his paws, grinning evilly through his fire-red crest where it hung in his eyes.

“P-please, Oregene,” Gabrielle begged, bringing her knees up to her ample chest. “You already got me with the cannonball.”

Oregene nodded, “True…but Jaws doesn’t leave survivors.” He dumped his victim into the water.

Gabrielle filled the air with coughing and curses when she came up. “Goddamit! You overgrown child!”

“Aww, c’mon Gabe,” Oregene laughed as she swam to the side of the pool and grabbed a towel. “I was just playing.”

“You’re always ‘just playing,’” Gabrielle grumbled, hoisting herself out. In that moment something thin and black caught her eye and suddenly her dour mood evaporated for something more sinister.

Oregene hadn’t seen her smiling. Thinking his companion was truly angered, he paddled over to offer a more sincere apology.

Gabrielle gripped the pool vacuum’s hose in one paw as she wrapped a towel around her hair with the other. She could feel the air sucking at it, meaning she’d snagged the end that normally scouted the bottom of the pool for debris. The vacuum itself sat below the surface, humming quietly and unnoticed by Oregene as he came up alongside her.

“Gabe, I’m serious,” he said, placing one paw on her thigh as he leaned on the lip of the pool’s edge. “I was just playing.”

“I-I know,” Gabrielle said, covering his paw with hers. “I just…well…sometimes it can get to be a little much.” It took all of her will power not to laugh. She sighed and looked down, letting her hair cover her struggling features.

Just as she’d hoped, Oregene leaned forward to reassure her and in that instant, she struck. She jammed the vacuum’s hose into Oregene’s mouth and pushed the green-and-yellow dragon back into the water.

As Oregene floundered, Gabrielle hooked the vacuum with her feet and turned the dial up to maximum power. Normally such a setting was used for sucking up larger debris from the pool, but it also doubled as a way to slowly drain excess water in the case of a flood. The only difference this time around was Oregene became the reservoir rather than the grassy lawn surrounding them.

Just as Gabrielle flipped the switch, her bewildered companion resurfaced, confusion bright in his eyes. The hose was still lodged in his throat, held in place by the sharp incisors at the back of his maw. Getting anything unstuck from those teeth was hell in normal circumstances. With the power of a vacuum funneling untold gallons of pool water down his throat, such a feat was downright impossible.

Gabrielle watched from the side with interest. She dried off her hair casually, and smiled innocently at the panicking dragon.

Oregene whimpered through the tube, thinking frantically about escape. The tube wasn’t coming out and even now he could feel water funneling in. He was forced to swallow to avoid his cheeks and nose being overrun. Drinking was the only alternative to drowning. Oregene groaned. He could feel his stomach slosh as the beginnings of the pool surged in. And all the while, Gabrielle watched from the sidelines. He looked to her beseechingly, feeling his gut begin to distend.

She only shrugged in return. “I’m only playing,” she called over sweetly.

Her words made Oregene shiver. Or perhaps it was the increasing volume of water in his stomach, but either way, he could feel himself growing heavier. His soft yellow belly had already begun to fold over his swim trunks, pushing them down as more and more of his girth spilled out.

His throat ached as he chugged continuously, causing his rapidly bulging chest to ripple. The only silver lining to his predicament was from the support the pool gave him. Even though his stomach rapidly expanded and lurched into a water balloon, he was able to remain standing.

Gabrielle watched with interest, circling the lowering surface with a toe. Her eyes remained affixed to Oregene’s waistline as it gurgled and ripened into a tubby set of love handles. Within the last three minutes alone, the silly green dragon had put on enough weight to rival a waterbed.

That comfort vanished when Oregene suddenly fell forward as his gut bowed under its watery invader. As he plowed into the water for a second time, Gabrielle was treated to a lovely view of his rump: two lime-green cheeks scissored two-thirds of the way down by a pair of tortured swimming trunks. And all that lovely rotundity overshadowed by a thick, cylindrical tail. Gabrielle sighed, “I’m going to play with you so much.”

A muffled gurgle from the expanding dragon snapped Gabrielle out of her reverie. She realized her companion was being held under by his behemoth of a gut, which had begun to scrape the bottom of the pool five feet down. Quick as a flash, the voluptuous dragoness dove in and waded over to roll her beached victim right way up.

Oregene gasped deeply through his nose, water streaming from bulging cheeks. His amber eyes were pinpricked with fear as his gut rapidly swelled and retracted with ragged breaths. All the while, he continued to suck down more pool water. His belly had become arrestingly voluminous by this point. It stuck out majestically, complementing the rest of Oregene’s figure as he was filled.

He finally found some respite when his engorged belly settled on the bottom of the pool once more, now sizable enough to hold him above the surface. Gabrielle swam around him, graceful as a swordfish against a whale. She prodded and rubbed his gut, giggling impishly as his yellow scales sloshed under her fingers. The pool had lowered a foot by now, and Oregene was having difficulty remaining upright, so the violet dragoness steadied him.

Her claws cajoled some of the strain from his bulging sides, taking the edge off the internal pressures. Oregene’s world had been reduced to a dream, where everything he saw swam with heaviness. Only the vacuum’s constant demand that he pump himself full anchored him to reality. That and the legendary weight of his midriff.

Oregene felt his stomach brace itself against the pool bottom once more. He grunted as it rolled out to either side, forming a distended mass of scales that pushed back against his pillowy arms. Gabrielle slipped from view as she glided around his curvature, tracing the broad lines of his girth and occasionally tickling the tightened scutes.

She stopped once more at her companion’s bulbous rear. Constant squeaks and creaks had been filling the air for some time now, and the dragoness thought she’d put an end to it. Oregene’s rubbery butt had grown immense, with a pair of swollen yoga-balls squeezed mercilessly by his swim trunks. She gave her friend’s butt a hearty smack, causing the orbs to bounce and jiggle against one another.

Oregene reddened in horror as he realized her intentions. He dropped his trunk of a tail over his rump in shame, but Gabrielle only cuddled the squishy limb too.

“Now, now,” she chided, flopping the swollen tail to one side, “This will only take a second.” She kissed Oregene’s massive butt and sliced the trunks in half.

The article tore itself apart with a gunshot-like SNAP! One part of Oregene’s trunks sailed clear into the yard next door, while the other portion skipped across the water and stuck to the side of their house. Between them, Oregene’s butt slumped into the pool, jiggling and jostling madly.

Gabrielle loosed an gleeful laugh as she was swept away by the splash. Oregene bobbed about like a buoy. His belly was beginning to touch either side of the pool and the shallow end was almost empty. Letting off a strained gurgle, Oregene slouched his head to one side, turning as far as his tire of a neck would let him. He was stunned to see his reflection in the second story windows.

A bloated face framed by equally round cheeks looked back. The thick red feathers that usually complemented his figure were little more than a line of tiny firecrackers that were about to explode from the redness tingeing Oregene’s swollen features.

He was TREMENDOUS–visible for miles around. He had no clue so much water could be packed into one pool, let alone one dragon. Down below, he felt Gabrielle kneading his figure. Though it felt nice, he wished she’d pull the hose out. His throat lurched each mouthful of water into his swamped gut reluctantly, and his cheeks ached from being blown up to the size of watermelons for so long. He wasn’t sure how long he could keep this up before his stomach finally had enough.

Down below, Gabrielle was enjoying her private island. She bounced Oregene’s swollen gut around a bit and rubbed the tender scales lovingly, but something nagged her. As big and bloated as her friend was, she found she needed something more. Then it struck her. She found herself wanting to get in on the action.

Patting the trembling globe of a reptile, Gabrielle watched Oregene’s figure ripple for a couple more moments, before acquiring a foam noodle from the plastic storage shed. She waded to the deep end of the pool, which was near the halfway mark at this point.

Placing the noodle in the crystalline water, the dragoness took a deep breath and began drinking. Fortunately, Gabrielle was naturally curvy, which helped with the trials of binge drinking. She found her stride after a couple gulps, feeling her cobalt stomach gurgle beneath her breasts. Thick thighs and powerful hips held her in place as she drank and drank, gallons of water surging in. She kept having to tilt back as she went on, finding her belly sagging lower and spreading against her legs in a cool, blue orb.

Behind her, Oregene creaked and sloshed, but nothing alarming sounded from the towering reptile. Gabrielle paused to gasp and burp softly. ‘Damn this drinking thing is hard,’ she thought to herself. For a moment she almost felt pity for Oregene, but then she remembered he had the aid of a vacuum. He was always getting into trouble with those things.

With a new resolve, Gabrielle continued to gulp and gulp. Her curvy figure bulged accordingly, as volume settled into her breasts, belly, rump, and legs. She murred as she felt her boobs snap free of her bikini, allowing them to rest freely against the swell of her stomach. Panting, the water-filled dragoness sat back and groaned. It felt incredible.

The wind picked up a bit as the latter half of the pool funneled into Oregene’s gut. He groaned silently as he felt his girth squeeze up against its sides, causing thick rolls of green scales to seep onto the pavement. Red colored his cheeks once again as he felt the breeze roll along his rump, emphasizing just how vulnerable he truly was. The view served as perhaps the only comforting aspect of being such a ridiculous size. He could see for several blocks.

The only thing Oregene found he couldn’t see was a certain dragoness. He’d heard a burp or a gurgle emanate from behind him on occasion, but that was it. For the rest of the time, he sloshed and swelled over the sides of the pool like an expanding jello mold. At this point his arms and legs were little more than shallow bulges poking out from the main mass of his trunk.

The vacuum hummed right along, completely indifferent to the quivering behemoth it had created. It rolled through about six inches of water, before bumping into a soft, jiggly mass.

Gabrielle paused her binge to eye the vacuum. She was pleasantly surprised at the sprawl of her ass. Two violet beach balls cushioned her voluminous figure, complementing the pillowy set of boobs resting against a belly larger than a beanbag. She slowly tossed the noodle aside, feeling waterlogged and contented. Her thighs rubbed together, thick as hams, and squeaked as she slowly stood.

Almost immediately her gut pulled her off balance, causing her to stumble headlong into something soft and smooth. Oregene groaned as his stomach rocked from the impact, his vision swimming and the pool water sloshing against his stomach walls.

Gabrielle unleashed a string of curses as she got a face full of Oregene’s thundering sides. With care, she pushed back, belly and breasts wobbling pendulously, and glared up at the swollen monolith. “Damn you’re huge,” she grumbled, giving her victim’s gut a squeeze. His sides folded into her paws like rubber, shining a bright green tinged ever so slightly in blue. “I inflate you to the size of a house and you still somehow manage to get in my way.”

Oregene only moaned in return, thin trails of water trickling from his lips. He’d scarcely ever felt so heavy. In the past he’d been stuffed quite extensively, but with food rather than water. Water didn’t seem as keen to dispel into fat, rendering him one, massive orb of draconian scales.

Caressing her new curves, Gabrielle clambered out of the pool to get a better view. She struggled for a moment with the deep end’s ladder, finding all that water eager to rush downward as she climbed. Finally she was able to pull herself free. Oregene’s belly spread thickly over the poolsides, which Gabrielle tickled mercilessly as she lumbered around.

Oregene grumbled, his insides churning torturously. “Mmmph!”

“What was that dear?” Gabrielle pressed her ample figure against his side and giggled. “You sound a bit saturated.”

Just then a different sound pervaded the yard; one of a vacuum running free of water. Oregene had drunk the entire pool. He wiggled his arms helplessly, teetering from side to side as Gabrielle appraised his figure.

Finally she wrapped her paws around the vacuum and gave it a powerful yank. With all her extra weight, the hose came right out, followed by a long, rolling belch from the blimp himself. Oregene smacked his lips and slumped forward, his swollen figure now standing as tall as the house and wedged tight in the pool.

Gabrielle patted his pillowy chest approvingly, kneading his thick sides and bumping him softly. “How do you feel?”

“D-drowned,” Oregene croaked through his puffed up cheeks. Talking took tremendous effort. “Masssssive…” He trailed off and it took a few moments for Gabrielle to realize he’d fallen asleep.

Giggling again, the blue dragoness settled onto her ponderous rump and sighed. “Well to be fair,” she hummed, patting the unconscious drake’s side, “I was only playing.”