since im finishing up my sketchbook i went through for doodles i never finished/posted Part 1: oc edition
[ID: six sketchy doodles of different characters with variously round, swollen tummies.
the first drawing is a man standing and looking sheepish with his hands behind his back. the second is a woman in pajamas, looking sleepy. the third is a man in pajamas laying flat on his back. each of their bellies are a relatively realistic amount of bloated, and peeking out from under their shirts.
the fourth drawing is a woman sitting and holding her enormously distended belly, looking alarmed. the fifth is a person standing there with one hand on his slightly bloated tummy. the sixth is a side view of a woman holding her very round, pregnant-looking belly, looking worried.]
Love Diana so much! She's so smol but her tummy gets soo round. Would be a shame if she ate something weird that made her tummy bloat up like a balloon 🫣
[ID: a drawing of a woman looking down in alarm at her extremely bloated tummy.]
I wanna put something nasty and squirmy in Diana's tummy
scientifical shenanigans
[ID: a drawing of two women. one has her sweater pulled up and her pants unbuttoned to reveal a bulging belly with bumps pushing out from inside. she looks worried and is labeled “swallowed …..Slime Man eggs.” the other is looking down at her with perplexed concern.]
A fun idea. Penne squeezing Diana about to burst tummy a little to much after another falled experiment pumped her full of air
pretend like i actually drew penne ok😭😭😭
[ID: a drawing of a woman leaning back and clutching her very distended belly with a pained expression, crying out "Penne!" a pair of hands struggle to unbutton her pants, and a voice from out of the shot says "I'm sorry! It won't come undone!"]
Diana is so smol and adorable! Now make her about to pop..
What Are You Some Kind Of Mind Reader . luckily i already had a silly little thing started [it doesnt have an ending bc realistically the next step would be ejecting the water lest she get sick but Alas]
[unintentional/forced belly inflation, near bursting/burst teasing]
"What does it do?" Diana looked up at the robot.
"It's supposed to help people stay hydrated," Penne explained. "It tests your saliva, tells you if you need water, and then gives you some. It's a little clunky right now, though."
"Oh?"
"I'm having trouble with the 'giving water' part," she sighed. "See, it's not totally from scratch. It's a scrapped project somebody was trying to get rid of at the conference, and I'm trying to see if I can adapt what he had to a new purpose. But it's a little, like…aggressive?"
"Aggressive?" Diana eyed the robot curiously. Suddenly, sensing a presence before it, the robot flickered to life, and before Diana knew it was coming, it stuck a probe into her mouth. She gagged in surprise, but the appendage was quickly withdrawn. The robot whirred for a moment, processing.
"Dehydrated," it declared in a clunky, unnatural voice.
"Shit, Diana, look out," Penne exclaimed, but before either of them could react, the robot grabbed Diana's arm. She opened her mouth to protest, but was cut off by a new appendage being stuck in her mouth. The robot began to make a bubbling sound, and suddenly, water was flowing into her mouth. She struggled against the robot's grasp, gulping the water down as quickly as she could, but it was no use--she was stuck.
"Shit!" Penne dashed for the robot and began fiddling with its controls, trying to shut it off. Meanwhile, Diana's small stomach filled up quickly. She let out a muffled moan as her belly began to bloat outward.
"Hang on, Diana, I'm gonna get you out of this," Penne said frantically, but the panic in her voice didn't have either of them convinced. Diana's snug, high-waisted pants began to creak as her belly swelled bigger and bigger. Her stomach was beyond full now and stretching tighter. She groaned between loud gulps as the pressure built inside her.
Penne glanced up at Diana and was alarmed to see just how distended her belly was getting. Diana was a tiny little thing, and the amount of water that had been forced into her made her tummy push out far and wide. Her sweater began to ride up from under her pants, revealing a sliver of skin that bulged over the unbearably tight waist of her pants like a cartoonishly exaggerated muffin top.
Suddenly, the first of the three buttons on her pants popped open, and it wasn't long before the second followed. Her enormously swollen belly was almost completely exposed now, and Penne could see her little outie belly button bulging from the pressure behind it. Diana moaned and whined between gulps, and her drum-tight tummy trembled with each frantic breath. It wouldn't be long before the third button popped, followed by Diana herself.
Diana groaned urgently as her stomach tightened, struggling to hold onto the ever-expanding torrent of liquid inside it. Her belly rumbled ominously with each heavy gulp. The third button creaked as her distended belly strained against it. Her sweater no longer covered her middle at all, having slid all the way up to her chest as her tummy pushed out absurdly from her tiny frame.
Finally, with a frantic, dramatic sweep of her arm, Penne tore the power source from the interior of the robot. Its eyes went dark, its grip loosened, and, mercifully, the water stopped flowing. Diana stumbled away from it, clutching her belly.
"Oohhh--" Her moan was cut off by a weak burp. Penne helped her to a chair with an arm around her waist, and she leaned back in it, panting. Her belly sloshed and bubbled with each breath.
"Christ, Diana, are you alright?" Penne cautiously touched a hand to her wife's tummy. Normally soft and plush, it was now hard as a rock, inflated nearly to bursting with an unbelievable quantity of water. She hiccuped and let out a pained moan as her tightly-stretched stomach jolted with a loud slosh.
"I think so," she gasped, rubbing her bulging upper belly. "Oh, god, Penne, I feel like I'm about to explode. My belly…" Her stomach rumbled and another burp escaped her.
[ID: a drawing of two women, one tall and one short. the short one is examining the tall one's very bloated tummy, and both of them look mildly concerned.]
[ID: a drawing of two women facing each other, one short and chubby, the other tall and thin. the tall one holds the short one close to her so her round belly presses against her, and they're smiling at each other.]
