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Bloo Ooze Bellyache
by Matt80sWolf
Guitarist and Hungry Wolf
5 years ago
Last story I’ve got to upload so far. Decided to go for more inflation-like story, hope you guys like it! Matt, finished up lunch and is looking for a dessert-like snack and happens to find a mysterious blue bottle with a weird slime inside...
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“Phew, made it! I thought Mr. Retzfield would NEVER stop yapping! Honestly, if there was a nagging contest, that mean old ram would have already won the gold medal…”
Matt dropped his keys on the table next to the door and placed a large bag of food from a burger joint a few blocks away down on the dining table. He washed his hands in the kitchen sink, sat down, and dug into the bag, scarfing down three burgers and a large helping of fries in a few short seconds. After finishing his huge lunch, he jumped out of his seat and made his way to the fridge, looking for an ice cream carton to call his “light snack” for the day. However, as he dug around his refrigerator, he furrowed his brow and tilted his head in confusion.
“Hmmm, did I really forget to get some ice cream?” he asked himself as he kept rummaging, sighing as he pawed through the freezer. ”Not even a little cup of pineapple gelato, dang it, I knew I forgot something from this week's shopping trip…”
Disappointed, he began to back away from the freezer. Just as he was about to close the door, he spotted a little neon blue gel in a plastic bottle peeking behind some Dino nuggets and some microwaveable chicken tikka masala. He pushed the food and ice packs out of the way and took out the plastic bottle.
Bloo Oooze: Slick Slime That Freezes Time labels the bottle, with a lame-looking frozen clock to add to the cheesy blue and icy geometrical design all over the drink bottle.
“Hey, this stuff looks good! Looks little too neon to be healthy but hey, it’s better than nothing,” said Matt as he flings the cap away, landing it in the recycling bin without looking. He chugged down the slimy drink, crushed the bottle, and let out a burp as he flung the bottle into the recycling bin, patting his belly as he headed over to the pantry.
He giggled to himself, “Heh, that was delish! It definitely cooled me down. Ahhhh, it’s like a snowman’s hug in my belly…” As he made way to the kitchen pantry, he smiled and took a short glance down at his stomach when he noticed that his belly was shifting, as if something in his stomach had moved itself.
He stopped, and eyed his stomach for a moment in suspicion. After a few seconds, Matt shrugged it off as a figment of his imagination and continued on his way to the pantry.
“I really need to stop eating so much,” he thought to himself, lifting his shirt and scratching his pudgy stomach. “But I always feel so hungry...ooh! A soda! Mmm, a blue raspberry flavored one at that!!!” He grabbed the soda and swiftly chugged it down to swirl with the sweet-tasting ooze in his tummy.
“UuuaRRRP! Whoo, that was a BIG one, heheh!” Matt patted his stomach and slumped slowly and comfortably onto his couch. He had lied down for barely a second when his stomach began to growl very loudly. He sat up and started to massage his belly to settle it down, but it would not pipe down! Suddenly, something in his tummy began to stretch out, with little bulges pressing out and pushing against its digestive confines.
“Whoa!!! What was that?!” Matt exclaimed as he pushed down on his stomach to calm down whatever was down there. The thing then began to roll and circle around in Matt’s stomach, tickling and massaging his belly. Matt started laughing and giggling as he rolled off the couch and sat up with his back against his furniture.
“Whoever’s down there, keep it up, it feels veeerrrryyy niiiiiice. Ahhhhhh, heh, It’s like getting a massage from a little snowma-“ Suddenly, he remembered something, something he saw out of the corner of his eye when he threw away the Bloo Ooze. He theorized something, something silly but he was already getting up. He held his jiggling stomach as he walked over to the recycling bin, picking up the Bloo Ooze bottle. He noticed a fine print message on the back of the bottle.
In a very small print, it stated “WARNING: DO NOT CONSUME FOOD OR BEVERAGE DIRECTLY BEFORE OR AFTER CONSUMING BLOO OOZE, CHEMICAL REACTION LEADS TO SLIME TO GAIN SENTIENCE, LEADING TO BLOATING, BALLOONING, AND/OR OTHER FORMS OF STOMACH INFLATION! SIDE EFFECTS WORSEN IF PERSON(S) BOTH ATE AND DRANK DIRECTLY BEFORE/AFTER CONSUMPTION”.
As soon as he finished reading the warning, the now live slime began to eat and slurp Matt’s lunch and blue raspberry soda, growing slightly after every bite of food and sip of soda.
Barely noticeable at first, Matt’s stomach began to bloat as the slime grew and grew. Matt was still looking all over the bottle for more information when he heard a strange sound rumbling down in his gut. He gulped and looked down to see his belly had grown to the size of a beach ball. And it showed no sign of stopping.
“Hey, you stop that!!! You better stop or I’ll cough you up! Ergh, hey!!! Don’t punch my stomach like that! Oof!!! Oooh, this doesn’t look good!!!”
The slime kept growing larger, giving more weight and heft to Matt’s stomach, forcing him to hold it in both of his arms. Matt whimpered as his stretching stomach began to pop buttons off his shirt. A few seconds later, his growing gut tore the button and zipper of his jeans. Yet the slime wouldn’t stop.
Matt tried to keep pushing the slime down, but it was strong and kept expanding, forcing him to go back to holding his giant gut, hoping the slime would stop.
After the slime finished gorging on the contents of Matt’s ballooning belly, it began to jump around to look for more food, bouncing Matt’s bloated stomach and causing the poor wolf to wobble to try and regain balance, but to no success, with Matt falling over and landing painfully on his rump.
Seeing no more food, the slime began to throw a temper tantrum, lurching and stretching round and chubby tentacles, punching Matt’s already aching tummy. Wincing all the while, all Matt could do now was rub his poor belly and hope that his digestive juices could work their magic before the slime caused any more damage.
But the ooze was determined not to go down without a fight, expanding itself even larger, further stretching Matt’s already monstrous stomach as the acids began to flood the wolf’s belly. The more and more it grew, the more Matt groaned from the troubles to his tummy. Soon, his belly was as large as the couch when his stomach acids started kicking in. The slime thrashed around, but it was too late, and after a short while, Matt’s stomach rounded out, with the slime just becoming another meal.
His poor belly groaned and gurgled as Matt just layed down, rubbing his poor, leviathan gut and letting out a huge BUUURRRP! “Ugh, oohhhh, I’m gonna have a rough afternoon, aren’t I?”
All he got in response were some angry tummy churns and a small burp.
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“Phew, made it! I thought Mr. Retzfield would NEVER stop yapping! Honestly, if there was a nagging contest, that mean old ram would have already won the gold medal…”
Matt dropped his keys on the table next to the door and placed a large bag of food from a burger joint a few blocks away down on the dining table. He washed his hands in the kitchen sink, sat down, and dug into the bag, scarfing down three burgers and a large helping of fries in a few short seconds. After finishing his huge lunch, he jumped out of his seat and made his way to the fridge, looking for an ice cream carton to call his “light snack” for the day. However, as he dug around his refrigerator, he furrowed his brow and tilted his head in confusion.
“Hmmm, did I really forget to get some ice cream?” he asked himself as he kept rummaging, sighing as he pawed through the freezer. ”Not even a little cup of pineapple gelato, dang it, I knew I forgot something from this week's shopping trip…”
Disappointed, he began to back away from the freezer. Just as he was about to close the door, he spotted a little neon blue gel in a plastic bottle peeking behind some Dino nuggets and some microwaveable chicken tikka masala. He pushed the food and ice packs out of the way and took out the plastic bottle.
Bloo Oooze: Slick Slime That Freezes Time labels the bottle, with a lame-looking frozen clock to add to the cheesy blue and icy geometrical design all over the drink bottle.
“Hey, this stuff looks good! Looks little too neon to be healthy but hey, it’s better than nothing,” said Matt as he flings the cap away, landing it in the recycling bin without looking. He chugged down the slimy drink, crushed the bottle, and let out a burp as he flung the bottle into the recycling bin, patting his belly as he headed over to the pantry.
He giggled to himself, “Heh, that was delish! It definitely cooled me down. Ahhhh, it’s like a snowman’s hug in my belly…” As he made way to the kitchen pantry, he smiled and took a short glance down at his stomach when he noticed that his belly was shifting, as if something in his stomach had moved itself.
He stopped, and eyed his stomach for a moment in suspicion. After a few seconds, Matt shrugged it off as a figment of his imagination and continued on his way to the pantry.
“I really need to stop eating so much,” he thought to himself, lifting his shirt and scratching his pudgy stomach. “But I always feel so hungry...ooh! A soda! Mmm, a blue raspberry flavored one at that!!!” He grabbed the soda and swiftly chugged it down to swirl with the sweet-tasting ooze in his tummy.
“UuuaRRRP! Whoo, that was a BIG one, heheh!” Matt patted his stomach and slumped slowly and comfortably onto his couch. He had lied down for barely a second when his stomach began to growl very loudly. He sat up and started to massage his belly to settle it down, but it would not pipe down! Suddenly, something in his tummy began to stretch out, with little bulges pressing out and pushing against its digestive confines.
“Whoa!!! What was that?!” Matt exclaimed as he pushed down on his stomach to calm down whatever was down there. The thing then began to roll and circle around in Matt’s stomach, tickling and massaging his belly. Matt started laughing and giggling as he rolled off the couch and sat up with his back against his furniture.
“Whoever’s down there, keep it up, it feels veeerrrryyy niiiiiice. Ahhhhhh, heh, It’s like getting a massage from a little snowma-“ Suddenly, he remembered something, something he saw out of the corner of his eye when he threw away the Bloo Ooze. He theorized something, something silly but he was already getting up. He held his jiggling stomach as he walked over to the recycling bin, picking up the Bloo Ooze bottle. He noticed a fine print message on the back of the bottle.
In a very small print, it stated “WARNING: DO NOT CONSUME FOOD OR BEVERAGE DIRECTLY BEFORE OR AFTER CONSUMING BLOO OOZE, CHEMICAL REACTION LEADS TO SLIME TO GAIN SENTIENCE, LEADING TO BLOATING, BALLOONING, AND/OR OTHER FORMS OF STOMACH INFLATION! SIDE EFFECTS WORSEN IF PERSON(S) BOTH ATE AND DRANK DIRECTLY BEFORE/AFTER CONSUMPTION”.
As soon as he finished reading the warning, the now live slime began to eat and slurp Matt’s lunch and blue raspberry soda, growing slightly after every bite of food and sip of soda.
Barely noticeable at first, Matt’s stomach began to bloat as the slime grew and grew. Matt was still looking all over the bottle for more information when he heard a strange sound rumbling down in his gut. He gulped and looked down to see his belly had grown to the size of a beach ball. And it showed no sign of stopping.
“Hey, you stop that!!! You better stop or I’ll cough you up! Ergh, hey!!! Don’t punch my stomach like that! Oof!!! Oooh, this doesn’t look good!!!”
The slime kept growing larger, giving more weight and heft to Matt’s stomach, forcing him to hold it in both of his arms. Matt whimpered as his stretching stomach began to pop buttons off his shirt. A few seconds later, his growing gut tore the button and zipper of his jeans. Yet the slime wouldn’t stop.
Matt tried to keep pushing the slime down, but it was strong and kept expanding, forcing him to go back to holding his giant gut, hoping the slime would stop.
After the slime finished gorging on the contents of Matt’s ballooning belly, it began to jump around to look for more food, bouncing Matt’s bloated stomach and causing the poor wolf to wobble to try and regain balance, but to no success, with Matt falling over and landing painfully on his rump.
Seeing no more food, the slime began to throw a temper tantrum, lurching and stretching round and chubby tentacles, punching Matt’s already aching tummy. Wincing all the while, all Matt could do now was rub his poor belly and hope that his digestive juices could work their magic before the slime caused any more damage.
But the ooze was determined not to go down without a fight, expanding itself even larger, further stretching Matt’s already monstrous stomach as the acids began to flood the wolf’s belly. The more and more it grew, the more Matt groaned from the troubles to his tummy. Soon, his belly was as large as the couch when his stomach acids started kicking in. The slime thrashed around, but it was too late, and after a short while, Matt’s stomach rounded out, with the slime just becoming another meal.
His poor belly groaned and gurgled as Matt just layed down, rubbing his poor, leviathan gut and letting out a huge BUUURRRP! “Ugh, oohhhh, I’m gonna have a rough afternoon, aren’t I?”
All he got in response were some angry tummy churns and a small burp.
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