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𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘢𝘬...~
𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘴!~
"Hoof, c'mon, don't be so noisy..." Blue huffed. Did she seem to be...floatier? Sure, she was an airhead, but not in the literal sense. Whatever was going on, Blue was left in her underwear, her belly growing tighter with air pressure, and lighter.
"O-oh come on guys, getting a little crane for me isn't THAT needed..." Blue giggled, her face flushed. It was hard for her to move around some days, but it seems like [READER] had gotten fed up with having to hold her porky hand to help her get to meals. It WAS nice, though...
Blue’s tummy churned and gurgled, her entire body now reduced to being a useless cream disposal. She turned her head softly to Grace, her thoughts jambled, not able to formulate a sentence. The piggy had accepted her fate, and just opened her mouth, ready to be pumped full. https://t.co/tquIIGGGTL