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Becquerl asked: Follow-up to my other Vicky prompt: Vicky might be in trouble… Aunt Sarah was much squishier and had finally stopped complaining, but now her mom was in her room and didn't buy her being sick. She'd need to think fast!

(Express Prompt for Becquerl!)

This is a sequel to this prompt <3

Vicky was sweating bullets as she hid beneath her bed's covers, making sure to pull it up and over her head.

It was necessary to do this to help hide how much the covers were actually hiding- which was quite a bit more than what Vicky would normally include.

But it also helped her endure the lazer-like stare she could feel borring into her back, even through said covers.

"And the fact that you feel sick doesn't have anything to do with the way the trampoline was moved while we were gone?" Mom asked, and Vicky loudly gulped.

"N-No? I- uh- Was it? I've been- here all day. Sick. Cough cough," Vicky forced out, only to bite her lip hard to muffle the gasp that tried to escape her as she jostled her full stomach.

"Is that so," her mom replied, her voice letting Vicky know that she wasn't buying it at all. 

Vicky wasn't an actress after all. She did her best, but Carol Dallon was a lawyer, and no kid, no matter how super, could actually lie to her effectively.

Especially not when Vicky's stomach wouldn't stop rumbling loudly as it digested Aunt Sarah. Thankfully, the woman had stopped crying out and struggling a while back, so she wasn't making Vicky's lie even less believable, but that alone wasn't enough to actually protect her from her mom's piercing gaze.

"And you feel so sick that you can't get out of bed? Or even pull down those covers?" Her mom asked skeptically.

"Y-Yup!" Vicky replied as naturally as she could. "I- I just feel really cold, so… Yeah."

Her mom sighed behind her, and Vicky's blood ran cold as she heard her step closer to the bed, and grab hold of the cover. "Enough, Victoria. Just get out here and tell me what you've done. Lying is unbecoming of you."

Victoria started panicking as the covers were pulled back-

"Vicky ate the entire box of cookies downstairs and gave herself a stomachache," a third voice suddenly spoke up, making the two blondes freeze.

'Amy!' 

"Amy?" Her mom asked- only to flinch when Vicky suddenly burped loudly, dropping her hold of the cover as she did. She clicked her tongue, her nose turning up in disgust. "Honestly- I thought you'd know better than that," she chided.

"S-Sorry…" Vicky mumbled in reply, shuffling under the covers as she did her best to hide the large, semi-digested bra she'd just burped out.

Her mom sighed again, before shaking her head and leaving the room, before pausing in the doorframe. "Thank you for telling the truth Amy, but you should've stopped her from doing this in the first place." 

"Sorry…" Amy mumbled as well, before slipping into the room as their mother left.

She walked right up to Vicky's bed, before whispering in a low voice. "You owe me."

Vicky nodded her head slowly. Yes. Yes she did.

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Becquerl asked: loli vicky, trying to figure out what her powers are (nobody explained how you get them, but everyone else has them so she’s gotta have something!) has a minor oopsie while trying to figure out flying and has “landed” on someone ass-first

"This wasn't how this was supposed to go…" Vicky groaned sadly as she slowly made her way into the house. She only wanted to find out how to fly, after all, but now it was all a big mess…

"I told you this was a bad idea!" Amy hissed, but she was a lot more scared than angry. The freckled girl kept looking all around as she helped Vicky maneuver her bulk into the house, but thankfully, neither Mom nor Dad was home, which was why Vicky had tested out her flight then.

Unluckily for her, she hadn't exactly flown all that far- but the test was mostly inconclusive! After all, who knew if she'd have figured it out before hitting the trampoline if Aunt Sarah hadn't tried to catch her!

Vicky's stomach rumbled loudly as the woman struggled inside, calling out something incomprehensible.

…Emphasis on the try.

Vicky didn't know how Aunt Sarah had managed to mess up this bad. All she knew was that one moment she was falling, trying to fly, and the next, Aunt Sarah had screamed and flown toward her.

And then into her.

"We're going to get into so much trouble…" She moaned, only to jolt as Amy pinched her.

"C'mon, Vicky! We have to get you in your bed before Carol gets home!" Amy pleaded, helping Vicky climb the stairs as she did. "We'll just get you under your covers, and you can just say you feel sick or something!"

Vicky mewled as her stomach rumbled loudly again. "There's no way I'll be able to hide my belly!" She refuted, but she still let Amy push her up to her room. She certainly didn't have any other ideas.

"W-Well- There's no way your- ass, should've been able to swallow Sarah in the first place! So- maybe there's a chance your stomach won't stay that big for that long?" Amy explained, but mostly seemed to be trying to convince herself- but she did make Vicky freeze in place. "Vicky! You have to move- EEP!" The girl squeaked as the blonde suddenly turned, a wide smile on her lips.

"You're right! There's no way I should've been able to swallow Aunt Sarah like this!" She squealed happily, almost jumping in place with excitement.

"This has to be my superpower!"

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Becquerl asked: Homura finds Madoka assertively leading the way to the nurse’s office for once odd, but not unpleasant. Questions arise when the pinkette hops up the stairs in the breezeway just long enough to yank her thong to the side before hopping backwards.

(Express Prompt for Becquerl! Thank you for your patronage!)

This loop had seemed normal before now.

Homura hadn’t noticed anything wrong until today with her usual checks, but clearly, something was off.

The first sign of deviancy was the number of students in Madoka’s classroom.

There were a couple missing. Not many, just two or three.

Enough to be noticeable and strange, but nothing that couldn’t be explained by a flu or something to that effect. Especially since the room lacked that tension that usually arrived when Sayaka eventually went ‘missing’.

Strange, but ultimately irrelevant.

What was much more relevant was Madoka’s attitude when Homura asked her to walk her to the Nurse’s Office.

Usually, Madoka hesitated, before eventually agreeing to help Homura.

This time, she’d nearly jumped out of her seat to agree, before pulling the black-haired girl out of the room under the exasperated smiles of Sayaka and Hitomi.

By that point, Homura was certain that something was wrong.

Madoka didn’t have a ring, so she wasn’t a Magical Girl yet, but something in the girl had obviously changed, though what exactly, Homura didn’t know, no matter how hard she stared into the back of the pinkette’s head.

And Homura’s frown only deepened as Madoka took a wrong turn in the hallway, walking away from the Nurse’s Office rather than towards it.

Was that another deviation? Homura followed Madoka cautiously, her mind still racing as they reached the staircase she expected to find here, leading up to the roof.

Homura worried her lip for a moment as Madoka began climbing up the stairs, humming happily to herself as she did.

Something was wrong. “Madoka Kaname-” Homura began, only for her words to die as Madoka flipped her skirt up, revealing a thong.

Homura’s eyes widened as she stared up at Madoka’s exposed ass, only for her jaw to drop as Madoka’s svelte fingers pulled her thong to the side, exposing her puffy, winking asshole.

“Hup!” Madoka exclaimed as she jumped backward all of a sudden.

Homura didn’t react in time- couldn’t.

She was completely stunned by Madoka’s sudden exposure, left to stare up at the falling girl stupidly as her ass grew bigger and bigger in her field of view, until-

“NNNGHYES~” Madoka moaned loudly as her asshole suddenly engulfed Homura’s head, sinking rapidly down to the black-haired girl’s shoulders thanks to gravity.

Homura panicked. She began squirming in place, her legs slipping out from under her, her arms pinned to her sides as her back slammed into a wall behind her, only for Madoka to moan whorishly as she sank even lower down Homura’s body, her puffy asshole easily swallowing Homura’s flat chest into her warm depths.

It was only when Madoka’s ass met Homura’s that she struggled for a moment, but only just a moment.

For all of its size, Homura’s ass was also sinfully soft, and was easily deformed and forced into Madoka’s guts as well.

In moments, Homura was completely trapped within Madoka’s guts, making the pinkette giggle lewdly. Homura was still stunned as she felt Madoka’s hands pressing against her body through her stomach. “Hm~ Oh, I’m sorry, Akemi-san- I didn’t even introduce myself before voring you! But you were just so cute and sexy- I couldn’t resist! I had to capture you before anyone else did!~” Madoka ‘explained’ as she began walking away from the scene of the crime, waddling slightly as she did.

Homura barely even heard the pinkette’s words.

Suddenly, it all made sense.

For some reason, vore was normal in this loop.

And Homura was swallowed before she even knew it! She hadn’t gotten the chance to vore anyone! How unfair was that!?

Well, at least she would be with Madoka…