Finally after a while of working, I finished my side of a trade with  Marlie1234

Enjoy

It was a warm summer day; the sun was shining brightly in the sky and birds were chirping. Alongside all the wonderful summer sounds were also the sounds of the nearby airfield. Planes coming in and landing, or taking to the skies. It was one of the more noisy areas in the city. Though one couple more enjoy the sound than hate it. Those two were Miami and Matrvak.

The couple help run the field, by making sure planes are properly fueled, Passengers disembark without injury. Which did happen last week, when a blue dragon like creature tripped down some stairs while the couple were on lunch break. Plus just directing planes onto the runway. Though the two also have their own separate tasks as well. Miami mainly stayed out on the runway more, helping with directions and even helping in the radio tower. Matrvak on the other hand spends some time indoors, usually doing paperwork, filling orders for some cargo or buying tanks of fuel or other items to improve working at the airfield.

Though Matrvak had a bit of a different idea for today, for today was the couples anniversary. Alongside that, Miami does like to indulge himself on some oil every once in a while. Which was evident by his rather large gut, and how his camo pants seemed a bit tight on him. With all that in mind, Matrvak decided to bring in a few truckfuls of oil, just for his mate. Though to add on to that, he ordered some trucks of his favorite drink, one that is unparalleled by any other, Bepsi.

With both orders placed, and the recipient of said orders properly shredded so none find out, it was time to let the trucks in before Miami had the chance to notice. Within a matter of minutes Matrvak made it to the front gate. Albeit needing to catch his breath, but he made it. He gave the go head for the trucks to head to the hanger at the far right hanger of the runway. This hanger was one of the oldest ones on the runway. It was in need of some repairs, but the budget just couldn’t fit it in.

The ceiling of this old hanger was rusting, with holes appearing in it. The doors were so old and rusted that they permanently stuck open. The air inside had the smell of old metal and oil, and cobwebs were absolutely everywhere. A few old moldy crates sat in a corner which held a few plane parts that were so ancient that not even the most seasoned veteran in the company knew what they were a part of.

The two trucks pulled into the hanger, as the drivers got a whiff of that dingy abandoned hanger. One of them even plugged their nose because it was that bad to them. Matrvak made it down to the hangar and greeted the two drivers.

“Thanks for bringing these on such short notice, we were a bit under in what we needed for fuel and the break room needed a solid fill up on soda.” He smiled and shook each of the drivers hands.

The oil truck driver nodded, his thick southern accent coming through, “Is no problem feller, we do this all the time! Always some kinda short notice comin in!”

The Bepsi truck driver sighed, sporting a much more calm and normal accent, “It’s fine as well, plenty of restaurants do this in the area. We’ve already had at least another 7 before this. You want the rest of the trucks down here too?”

“Yes please, that would be great. We can get any aircraft that needs fueling down here and out of the way to be filled. Once the rest are down here, feel free to head to our break room for a bit. I’ll send someone down when the trucks are empty.” He gave the two drivers another smile as they headed out towards the main airport building on the opposite side of the airfield. The other 8 trucks came around too, leaving Matrvak with 5 trucks of oil and 5 trucks of Bepsi. All he needed was to add Miami to the equation, and his hoses he hid in the hangar since last night.

To add the final step of the equation, Matrvak grabbed out his phone and texted Miami. He needed an excuse on why to come down to the old hanger, so he made one up. He sent the message of how a part of the roof had collapsed on a routine check of the hanger. It hadn’t actually happened, but it definitely could. It didn’t take long for a reply to ding on his phone, with Miami on his way.

There may only be a couple minutes to set up everything so Matrvak had to be quick. He pulled out a much newer looking crate from the pile of old crates, which housed at least a dozen hoses, which was definitely enough as there were only 10 trucks. It took a minute to get the hoses connected but he managed just in the nick of time. Matrvak just had to wait now for his dearly beloved to arrive now. Which took all of about 30 seconds.

Miami looked at Matrvak, “So any idea on how the roof collap…. why are there transport trucks in the hanger?”

Matrvak chuckled a bit, “Well… Happy Anniversary Miami!”

He immediately hugged Miami without hesitation, to much of Miami’s surprise, “Ah! Holy crud Mat! What did you get though? I can’t quite tell.”

“Well, I decided to order our favorite drinks! For me, 5 trucks of Bepsi; and for you, 5 trucks of oil!” Matrvak gave a happy grin.

“Well, this is definitely unexpected. I’m surprised you got so much for… wait, how much did this all cost?! Please tell me we had the budget for this.” Miami looked at him a tad worried.

Matrvak nodded, “Don’t worry, I made sure it was.”

“Whew… well I see you already got things ready.” Miami breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the hoses.

“Just about, all that’s left is this adapter for the hoses. So it turns all 5 into a single flow.” He held out a small piece of hardware, one side had slots for 5 hoses to connect to while the other side had one slightly larger hose that the 5 hoses flowed into.

Miami grabbed one of them, “Perfect, I actually did skip lunch so this definitely helps.”

Matrvak attatches the adapter to his face hoses, now holding onto the one larger hose, “Good, so this will be one heck of a dinner for us!”

Miami gave him a nod before sticking in his own hose right into his mouth, followed by cranking on the faucets of each truck. Matrvak also did the same with his own trucks. Miami’s hoses gained the black hue of warm oil as it flowed into his mouth and down his throat landing in his gut. While Matrvak’s hoses had more of a brown hue to them as soda flowed into his belly.

Both watch as their own bellies start to grow with their own respective drinks. The growth was quite quick too, thanks to having the flow of 5 hoses combined. Within a couple minutes both of their guts now touched the warm pavement of the airfield, along with the rest of their body growing too. From thickening thighs to softer arms and even plump cheeks, they just grew from all the liquid.

Just looking at the capacity of each truck, each one was down only 1% capacity by the time the two were on their butts growing. Getting up was no longer an option now, though the two wouldn’t want to anyway. The trucks keep on emptying as the two lovers continue to expand with liquid. Now looking like large masses of pure blubber now. They weren’t causing interference of the runway yet, but they did already match the side of the tanker trucks they were drinking from.

Though now the trucks were at 5% drained, with still these two truck size masses growing outside the hanger. It would not take long before their rears would now press up against the old hanger though. The old building’s front walls would creak and bend as the old metal was being pressured by the two growing masses in front of it. The roof was now actually starting to cave in as the two blobs slowly destroyed and soon covered the hanger with their own flab. Alongside the runway in front of the how destroyed hanger now covered too.

The control towers soon noticed the two growing masses as they started to approach more active runways and even some nearby hangers too. Destroying those ones and also covering the pavement. The ones running the control towers soon evacuated the airfield since it does not look like the two would be stopping for quite some time. Gallons of soda and oil continue flowing still as the masses of lard keep growing, covering more and more of the airfield and the land around it.

The trucks though were now 60% empty as the entire airfield and the area around it were now absolutely covered in the two lovers growing mass. It didn’t take long until the city news picked up on this as news helicopters now flew around the two growing blobs, reporting on what was happening. Their growing bodies soon were doubling the airfields size as houses and parks were now under them, with still more in the trucks.

By the time the trucks were now 80% empty, the two were covering any residential areas within at least 10 blocks of the airfield. Though now in the sights of the growing masses was the main city and the skyscrapers. Though the trucks were running dry fairly quickly. They ticked down past 85% empty, then past 90%, then 95%. By the time the trucks emptied the two were mere yards away from crushing a few skyscrapers. Though they did manage to cover half of the city which was pretty much all of the residential districts. Definitely quite the anniversary gift this was. Now the city had two new mountains bordering it, two soft mountains.