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It makes sense that Nick's hearing was the most boosted when he was blinded, but all of his other senses should've also increased. It seems to me that Monroe could help him test that with more than just playing fruit ninja in the woods.
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Limit Testing Aftermath
Eridan woke up groggy, barely rested at all from his extended food coma. Unable to focus for a moment, he looked around, yawning and rubbing at his eyes, slowly recalling the evening prior. Being goaded to into eating for more than he should have, being fuller than he'd ever been, streaming, passing out on his couch...
He glanced down, seeing about what he expected in his lap- his massive, grey gut, still huge and round. It had done it's best, but a single night wasn't enough for the poor thing to work through all that food mass. It was certainly more manageable than before, only swelling far enough to reach his knees now, but it would be awhile before it was gone. He tried to squirm a little, leading him to a new realization...
He'd put on a lot of weight. Not up top, like he figured, his arms and chest as fairly thin as ever, but down below? Now that he was focusing on it, he could *feel* how much heavier his lower body was. Where his thighs had only been compressed a bit by the arms of the couch, now he could feel them oozing through it's metal arm rests; and not only that- cool metal touched his bare skin and he realized with annoyance he'd split at least some of the seams on his pants, letting soft, gray flab leak out of them. His ass... Before it had been something to lean on if he laid a fair bit back, but now? He could feel the round mounds quivering against his shoulder blades, wobbling at the slightest movement. And where his thighs had before been voluminous but fairly smooth and plump, he could feel, down by his knees, the beginnings of a roll of soft flab drooping over his calves...
Fuck he'd overdone it. Groaning and palming his face, he made to stand up... And couldn't. Well, he could but... When he pushed up to rise from the couch? The couch came with him, plastered too his ass.
"oh fuckin fuck, really?" He moaned, crashing back to the floor with a thunderous bang. He'd *really* overdone it- eridan was nicely wedged into his brand new couch.
"son of a bitch..." He murmured, thinking about how he was gonna pry himself out of the metal trap...
The crying began as soon as mama pulled out his fresh diaper. Proudly to say the parents were calm & patient, even with a sense of humor. The phase will pass.
I really hate it when I have to watch kids and they try this limit testing crap, don't get me wrong I don't mind watching kids but this limit testing crap is going to get me somewhere I'd rather not be
