askbloatedbellyblog: dumdumdrawstumtums:RIVALRIES ARE FUN~! Especially when it’s between two c
askbloatedbellyblog: dumdumdrawstumtums:RIVALRIES ARE FUN~! Especially when it’s between two completely idiotic, highly competitive soccer captains. Not sure they thought this through, what with their matches starting pretty soon and all. Ah well, they’ll just have to run with it. Literally. Hungry for the Win“Well if it isn’t Mizuki Hisahito. You ready to have Seiseki go down in flames?” Kaoru Indou said walking up to his friend and rival. The soccer captain tried to look intimidating ignoring the smile on his face, mostly because despite their rivalry, Kaoru enjoyed his time with Mizuki. They always seemed to get in the same type of trouble together. It was a playful relationship but thanks to their personalities, whenever their pride and competitive spirit got going, they both went all in. At first Mizuki didn’t say anything, instead grunting a negative response and then dramatically giving Kaoru a thumbs up, then reversing it into a thumbs down and scowling to show his disapproval. “We won’t lose to someone like Sakuragi High, Kaoru. We’re the better team and you no it,” he said matter of factly, which was his general style. Bad mouthing each other and their teams like this was common between them, especially on game day. Still the pair sat across from each other in the outdoor tents the tournament they were at had set up for concessions for the long day of games as well as as a general spread for the players to stay fed and hydrated between their warm ups and games. Both Mizuki and Kaoru had each grabbed and plate of food, with usual concession food along with some healthy options like a salad, sliced turkey, and more. Each of them had grabbed a large plate intending to stay healthy but still have a good meal that wouldn’t slow them down too much for when they had to go on the field, since they would be doing a lot of running and didn’t want to be weighed down. At least, that was the original idea.“Hey, hey, hey! Don’t be selling us short, I’m hungrier for the win than you are! We got this!” Kaoru exclaimed, trying to show his confidence. “What was that? I’m hungrier for the win then you are.” Mizuki said raising an eyebrow. “Oh yeah?” Kaoru said raising his chin up to look down at Mizuki to look more authoritative. “Prove it.” “I’ll show you I’m hungrier than you on everything!” Mizuki said narrowing his eyes and then dug in furiously into is plate of food. “Wait! You started too early! Grr!” Kaoru challenged back and dug into his food as well. Then, it was only a few seconds before they both got up and raced back to the food tables to gather more food. They each came back with plates loaded with food, set them down, and then went back for more to give them enough. However, they kept eyeing each other as they dished up food and made sure to one up the other on how high their plates were piled and in number until they filled up their table worth of food. Wasting no time, both Kaoru and Mizuki dove into the food with reckless abandon, stuffing their faces as quickly as they good, though each keeping a watchful eye on the other’s progress. “You’ll never be able to eat more than me!” Mizuki said to Kaoru through a full mouth so it came out more as “Oul nefa *unintelligible* eaf ore thanf me!”, though Kaoru already knew what his friend was trying to say. “Hell yeah I will!” he countered though his reply was more “Hell ya I wilf *cough cough*” and then took a massive drink of water.Mizuki wanted to show off how well he was going to be able to handle this impromptu challenge by doing what he often does, taking off his shirt at the slightest hint of reason to to show off his fit body he’d achieved through his training. Not to be outdone, Kaoru did the same, tossing his shirt to the wayside. With their muscles and slim waistlines on display for each other to see, the pair continued to devour all the food they could in front of them. Plates full of curry, salads, soups, steaks, entire trays of sliced turkeys, and concession foods like piles of hot dogs, and hamburgers were quickly swallowed down by the pair. When their first spread on the table was finished, they got up and went to the food table. Kaoru got up with a slight belch and Mizuki with an “Oof”. Their bellies were already swollen out, their usually trim waists bulging out around their abs as their stomachs tried to contain all they had gorged on. They already looked like they had eaten a larger meal than they were used to, leaving what would have been a pronounced distension in their uniforms if they had still been wearing them. At first Kaoru thought that they were going to get more plates to bring back to their table but in his need to show up Kaoru, Mizuki forwent plates and instead dove directly into the food shoving what he could into his mouth and drinking long gulps of gatorade that streamed down his mouth to his neck and chest. Not wanting to be left behind, Kaoru did the same and started to shove all the food stuffs he could get his hands on into his mouth. They look at each other and glared, then turned their attention back to the food, making growls at the food as they willed themselves to eat faster, though interrupted by occasional belches, hiccups, and coughs as they often ate too fast and had things go down the wrong tube. It was lucky that there weren’t many in this particular tent by this point so despite their feast and ill manners, the pair was left alone in their gorge. As more and more of the food table meant for many more players was cleared, they moved down the table. Their stomachs swelled out with every swallow, tight and firm from being stretched to the limit, but neither soccer captain stop in their challenge. Soon, their bulges were no longer just mere signs of overindulgence but full on displays of fantastic levels of gorging, bloated bellies swelling out from their frame, going from their muscular chests down to their crotches as evidenced by their soccer shorts that left very little to the imagination, especially now that they were starting to be stretched and pulled down under the bulge of their bloat. It wasn’t long before the entire spread had been cleared by the pair save for a few scraps. They huffed trying to catch their breathes, each captain’s belly making various noises in protest. *Blort* *Glork* and other various noises of churning as they tried to suppress their indigestion and struggles of fullness. Kaoru slapped his belly in a show of dominance while he chewed, still holding a hot dog. “See, nothing can beat this,” he said as he took the hot dog and made a big show of swallowing it whole in front of Mizuki. They were both swollen enough to look like they had traded their precious soccer balls for a small beach ball and then swallowed it, and they stood close enough to nearly have their bellies touching. Mizuki didn’t answer, closing one eye and drinking from a stray gatorade, trying to pretend he thought nothing of Kaoru’s threat, despite having a hand firmly on his own gut to brace it. He drank it down, making his mouth bob almost as much as Kaoru’s had swallowing the hot dog and then got close and burped loudly into Kaoru’s face, forcing their rounded globes into each other making both of them blush. “We’ll see who gets the win on the field.”“Oh crap! We have our game! We’re going to have to go on the field like this!” Kaoru said, suddenly realizing that they would have to go out in this condition. Mizuki looked around, now suddenly concerned. “Shit.” “The game is going to start!” Mizuki said suddenly concerned, looking for his uniform off the ground. He held onto his belly as he tried to bend over and nearly lost his balance and considering the shade of green he started to turn, his lunch. Instead he held onto his belly to brace it and then squatted down holding onto the table a bit for extra support and grabbed his uniform and put it on with a bit of struggle. He was big enough now that his uniform wouldn’t go down over his belly at all, resting instead on top of his new swell. Acting in almost unison with Mizuki, Kaoru did almost the same thing, nearly falling over and then attempting to grab his jersey and then letting out wet burps when he tried to get his way into the ill fitting shirt. “This isn’t over. I could fit more into this thing,” Mizuki said, “and I’m not afraid to use this on the field.” he added though not sure how he was going to use his new tum during gameplay. It would be hard enough to even run in such a state let alone not hurling and losing all the food on the field. Kaoru winced as he thought of himself and Mizuki running their hardest down the field, their bellies swaying in different rhythm to their bodies at best and at worst making them too sick to play. But that wasn’t going to let it stop him. “Oh it’s on. I’m not either. Even if I have to block your balls or shove your face or your players into it. In fact I’m looking forward to it so I can show you how it’s done for when we finish this. We haven’t even had dessert.” “That’s a deal, there’s always room for dessert. Or round two.” Mizuki said as he started to waddle out of the tent to where his team was waiting. He smirked and took the opportunity to smack Kaoru in the butt to show he was still playing (or meant something more but that was up to the Sakuragi High captain to decipher during the game). Though not to be outdone, Kaoru did the same back as they then fought for a moment over smacking each others ample booties, then going towards their waiting teams, their shorts now straining in more ways than one as they waddled. This was definitely only the beginning of their rivalry. -- source link