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“Hm. Curious. You appear to be struggling.” T’Lyn considered the situation for a moment, then lifted her rear slightly, the muffled screams from beneath her giving way to a huge, breathless gasp. The Vulcan watched calmly as Tendi inhaled desperately, a bit of color returning to her face as she breathed heavily, finding it impossible to piece together a coherent sentence for a few moments. “Is something wrong, ensign?” T’Lyn asked evenly, seeming completely unconcerned with the situation. “My research showed that Orions possess greater lung and stomach capacity than any other species aboard this ship. Additionally, I determined through…inadvertent testing with Ensign Mariner that Vulcan flatulence is potent enough to cause significant distraction for other officers in the same room.” “But—I—this—” Tendi sputtered frantically, trying to figure out how to communicate the problems with T’Lyn’s solution. “Y-you could’ve at least explained that!” “I did not consider it necessary,” T’Lyn

Sarah was a young fox girl living alone in the forest. She had beautiful long, pink hair that she let flow over her shoulder, the rest was tied up with beautiful jewelry and hairpieces, she spent a long time on it that morning. She was a little over 5 foot, slender, and wore a pink kimono with a skirt that reached just a few inches above her knees. Her appearance was one of a young woman, with pink fox ears, and a pink fox tail peaking out her skirt. “Just this spot, and this spot, aaannd…. there we go! The whole room is cleaned!” Though Sarah lived alone in the middle of the woods, she resided in a large, one story traditional Japanese styled house. She kept good care of it, and just got done cleaning the final room. It was evening, and the sun was going to set in an hour or so. Sarah loved the pretty orange and pink hues of the sky, and went outside ready to watch the sunset. When she stepped outside, she heard a quiet gurgling sound. She put her graceful hand over her tiny belly. “Ooohhh, I was so distracted by cleaning all day, I forgot to eat!” She focused her attention to the sky again before another rumble came from her slender middle. Now she reached her hand up her skirt and onto her belly for better contact. “Oh, Sarah’s poor belly is much too empty, isn’t it?” Sarah often talked in third person. For some reason, it felt natural and cute to her. She continued to rub her belly, gently, very gently and slowly with her soft hands. Sarah then turned her attention towards the large forest beside her house. It was full of tall trees, lush grass, gracious flowing rivers, and, peaking her interest most, animals. Small animals, large animals, flying animals, slithering animals, and only one little fox girl, who was hungry. Though she was a very civil, feminine girl, she was still a fox. Some may even consider her a predator. She loved to eat the meats of different animals, but not in the way most would expect… She starting to skip towards the forest, humming her favorite song she often played on the piano. She trotted far into the forest, until she couldn’t see her house anymore, but she knew the way back. She stood up straight and put her hands on her hips. “Ok, you little animals, where are you?” She saw a small rabbit, nibbling on some flowers near a tree stump. Sarah tip-toed towards it, slowly, slowly, and then… pounce! She flew foward and grabbed with her little hands as it tried to flee. So how would she eat it? Would she bring it back home and cook it? Would she do away with it here, and cut it open to eat the meat? With both hands holding the rabbit, Sarah tilted her head up, opened her mouth, and shoved the little bunny right down her throat. She didn’t even bother to chew. The bunny went down her throat and fell right into her stomach. Sarah fell down to her butt and leaned her back on the tree, rubbing her belly, satisfied. “Oh, you cute little rabbit. Thank you for giving Sarah such a tasty meal!” She felt kicks and squirms in her belly, and she lifted her skirt to her chest for a better look. There was a visible bulge in her stomach, and it was moving slightly. It was obviously the rabbit trying to escape, but Sarah was rubbed her belly in an attempt to calm it down. “Shhhhhh… there there, calm down. You will make me sick… *URP* …oh! Excuse me! Ugh, do you see what you did? How unladylike!” After letting out a large belch and feeling her stomach some more, she put her skirt back down, and stood up, hands on her hips again. “Hmmm, I know you’re out there somewhere, don’t hide!” There were two rattlesnakes her slithering along the riverside, likely partners, that were suddenly lifted into the air by the fox girl’s hands. She put one towards her mouth. The snakes were big, one’s would seem to fill her entire mouth. But Sarah didn’t fear. She put her mouth around the snake’s head, and, not knowing any better, the snakes slithered its way down her throat, and in to her stomach. She did the same with the other. “Mmmmmm-mm! Oh, that hit the spot!” Her belly was now squirming with life, the three animals terrified. Combined with her natural, smaller stature, Sarah’s belly was now noticeably big. You may even mistaken her for being a few months pregnant. She began to kneed her bulge, feeling the movement of the snakes squirming around in her belly and the rabbit hopping. “Oh, just how cute!” But she was not yet satisfied. She was one of the predators of the forest. Though she had no ill intentions, she loved to feast off living animals. She looked for more animals and swallowed them whole. A rat, chipmunk, two squirrels, each meal rested heavy in her belly, which grew ever so slightly with every hunt. A bird, another bunny, a family of mice… Sarah just ate, and ate, and ate. After about half an hour of hunting, she leaned her back on the same tree she started on, standing this time, and she lifted her skirt above her belly once more. It was so packed with life, squirming, kicking, she looked like she burdened with an overdue pregnancy. She loved the feeling, though. Her natural motherly instincts told her to love the life stored in her enormous belly. With every kick and squirm she felt, she couldn't quite encapsulate how cute she thought it was in just words. At first she called them “the animals”, then she called them “her animals”, and now, sometimes, she even referred to them as “her babies”. “Ohhhhhh… oh… yes, babies. Oh, you cute little animals. You’ve made my belly so, so full. I’m… *hic!* ugh… oh… so proud of you!” She kneaded the taut skin over her belly, and with one hand on her stomach, and another supporting her back, she began to wonder home. Her belly was heavy now, and she had to lean back to support the weight in the front. While she waddled home, massaging her oversized belly with her skirt resting on top, tucked under her breasts, she began to sweat. It was such a burden. This weight was a lot for her, and she felt so full. Nothing she couldn’t handle of course, but even she would admit, she was having a tiny bit of trouble handling herself. It wasn’t just the weight, however, it was also the kicking. The kicking and squirming and slithering and hopping, she had a zoo in her belly. She even ate some fish from the pond, and drank additional water so they could still swim around inside her, so that was another thing sloshing her back and forth, making her struggle to keep her balance. Out of breath, she couldn’t wait to get home and admire her huge new belly. She wanted to sit down in her favorite rocking chair and slowly feel over her belly, playing with the animals that satisfied her so. “Foooooo… ugh, oh, this load is heavy for a young girl like me. Ooooooohhh, um, little animals? I think Mommy is going to take a rest for a while, but I’ll make it home in time for sunset, don’t you worry, cuties!” She patted her belly, which was responded with an audible rattle from one of the snakes. Her belly shook. So many animals were clawing at her insides, wondering how to get out. She femininely put her hand on her hip and patted her belly with the other again. “Ah ah ah! Nope! There’s only one way out of Sarah’s belly. You’ll just have to be patient, little ones! Rest calmly inside Mommy’s comfy belly for now…” …yes…only one way out…she almost forgot…. Seeing a large boulder to sit next to and lean back on, Sarah, making an effort not to tumble over with her new load, sat down accordingly. “Oh, I’m pooped.” With the back of her hand placed on her forehead in distress and the other rubbing the top of her belly for a much needed comfort, she only rested for a few minutes before a wonderful sight appeared before her eyes. A stunning baby deer slowly came to the river edge to drink water. It was large. Standing, it would definitely reach up past the hem of Sarah’s skirt… well, if her skirt wasn’t pushed up by a belly overfilled with squirming forest animals. Come to think of it, they were moving around in there awfully fast, faster, and faster, and… *pfpfpBTBTPT!* A loud expel of gas passed through her bowels and out her butt. Sarah put the tips up her fingers up to her mouth in embarrassment… “O-oh! Oh my, excuse me! Ah, just where are my manners?” She patted down hard on her big belly, as if to chastise the animals occupying her round, stretched stomach. But then she was distracted by a realization. (That deer sure looks tasty, doesn’t he?) Except that was the problem. It was a “he”, a male deer. Though a baby still, it already showed signed of small, but strong antlers. They may be sharp, and hurt her belly! Or worse… “Th..that fart, it reminds me that I have to… oh my… I have to poop all this out eventually, don’t I?” Those antlers would be hard to pass on through, wouldn’t they? Not to mention, she was already carrying a load that few full term pregnant women have ever reached. Sarah’s belly was enormous, her skin taut, her kicks harsh and plentiful. Her once slender tummy was now the size of a much overdue twin pregnancy, or maybe even triplets? Regardless, she had no room for more prey, that’s for sure. But Sarah’s mouth watered, the deer was so graceful. She could do it. She was the top predator of the forest! She was Sarah, Sarah the fox girl! The hungry fox girl, hunting her pray, filling her belly to the max to satisfy her hunger. Without a second thought, she leaped forward… ***** Her belly was so swollen. It seemed to reach up and touch the sun. Movement from inside was harsh. It thrashed to and fro, side to side, it gurgled loudly, and now had a popped belly button. And underneath all that, lying in a boulder, was the young fox girl, Sarah. She couldn’t resist. And in her opinion, it was worth it. She was so full! Her longing for satisfaction was no more, her love for her “babies” was greater so, and she truly felt like the Queen of the Forest. Sarah looked like she was pregnant with an adult about her size, and maybe a few full term babies in there too. Her little skirt had no chance of covering up this colossal little girl any more. She kind of liked the breeze. “Hey, little animals, calm down i- *URP* in there. Shhhhh, it’s okay. I feel you in there. You don’t have to kick arou-*hic!* so much… Oh, I would be SUCH a great mother. This belly could hold so many babies! *Sigh*, if only I didn’t live alone in this forest…” Her belly was overall round, but those animals sure weren’t still. Huge bumps would quickly rise and go away again. It was the kicks. It was painful, yes, but Sarah could handle it. Her feminine instincts gave her a good tolerance to life kicking in her belly, though even with that, this was a bit excessive. She would constantly be flung left and right. The strength of so many animals was strong, and now they were all confined to such a small space inside Sarah. Sarah would let out moans and yelps in response to the hyperkinetic movements inside her. Some would find it hard to watch. Her on her back, with a belly much too big, kicking oh so hard and fast. On one occasion, she even let out loud scream (it was the antlers, no doubt). Combining this with how she tightly gripped her gigantic stomach, it looked as if though she were trying to give birth to many, many babies. Or maybe just one, very, very big baby. She would fling her head back, kick her legs around, grit her teeth, groan in pain, she would even try breathing exercises that pregnant woman would do during contractions, which came naturally to her. They just moved around so harshly and violently, and it was so, so big. For the next few hours, she stayed and rubbed her enormous belly. When her hands got tired, she used her tail to rub some. All the while, Sarah was able to calm the animals trapped in her middle. She pretended she was pregnant and she was soothing her many, many babies to sleep, but she knew what was really happening. She was digesting them. The poor little animals, once booming with life inside this new, cramped home, were now being turned into said home’s waste. Her farts became louder and more frequent. She tried to ignore her eventual fate, that this package she cradles in her arms, packed so full and heavy in her giant belly on her lap, she would eventually have to push all out of her butt. But her farts became so loud and powerful, they began to hurt. At this point, there was no more life in her stomach, and the thrill of admiring her new grown belly her gone. She knew it was time, she felt the urge to push. And she knew, this would hurt. ***** TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2