Mature Content Warning: This segment has descriptive nudity.

Author's Note: ....... BWAHAHAHAAHAH.. ahem.. just read the chapter... lol

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Chapter 12.3: Who's That Girl?

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A loud moan echoed through the room. Soft pink lips parted and with a groan Sonja said, “No more... Master. I can’t take it.”

“No, you wanted this, now just accept the outcome of your choice.” said Scott, an amused smirk rising up upon his draconic face. When a dragon smirked it was both amusing and terrifying. The teeth lent a lot of power to his facial expressions after all.

“But it can’t possibly fit...” she whispered softly. Sonja’s eyes widened and she leaned away from what her master offered her.

“Come on, don’t be such a baby. It will fit, I believe in you.” said Scott.

Sonja whimpered at him then closed her eyes. Her lips parted once more and she cringed in anticipation of what was to come.

Scott shoved the last slice of pizza toward her open mouth, but at the last moment she snapped her jaw shut and turned her head to the side.

“No... I can’t take it anymore!” cried the Valkyrie. She had eaten far too much. How could her master think that anything more could possibly fit in her stomach? She had already had to loosen the belt she had borrowed from him by two whole notches.

After they had returned to stately Blackthorne manor, they had dug into their dinner with great hunger. Unfortunately, they were both still hungry afterwards. Scott decided to show Sonja one of the other marvels of modern science, the creation of food delivery services.

He had ordered Chinese food and when that was not enough he had also ordered a large pizza with several different toppings. Sonja had torn into both of the offerings and eaten even more than her draconic master. How such a tightly honed warrior maiden could pack away that much food without gaining weight would be a mystery to Scott for quite some time.

“I’ll be back. I have to go to the little dragon’s room.” said Scott. He hopped down from the kitchen table then waddled toward the bathroom.

Sonja glanced at him then sighed loudly. She was miserable right now. She had eaten far too much.

Scott reached the bathroom then opened the door. He rattled the handle then sighed. “Stupid lock, I need to replace it soon.”

He waddled into his room then grabbed a screw driver from his tool box. He went back to the bathroom and popped the door open. He did not bother to unlock it; he had to go to the bathroom badly. Instead, he pushed the door almost closed then wandered over to the toilet.

Scott began his bathroom acrobatic act once more. If he could wait another few minutes he would be able to use it like a normal person, but at the moment he was stuck in his current form.

As soon as he started to relive his bladder, his draconic colon started to make its desire known. Scott groaned loudly then adjusted his position after he finished his first business. He could not just sit down on the toilet as his tail had a thick base, and his angle of defecation would require that he maneuver a little more. Eventually, he found a position that worked.

Scott perfected a draconic hover and squat maneuver that caused him to place both feet on the rim of the toilet while he arched his spine a bit. His tail rested on the tub, and he used his hands to hold his body up. The effect looked both ridiculous and obscene, yet it positioned him well.

During the time that Scott had been making his attempt to find a proper poop position, Sonja heard a knock at the door. She groaned loudly then whimpered a little. Her master was answering a call of nature. She would have to answer the door.

It took her a moment as she had stuffed herself so full that her stomach protruded slightly. She had never had that problem back on her world. She could eat all that she wanted and rarely had any discomfort.

In a way she had to perform a waddling motion of her own. Sonja grunted and then panted a little. She had never been so full in her life! She had pretty much eaten three separate dinners. Her body was most displeased.

She opened the door then blinked. A beautiful girl wearing a simple dress and a set of glasses stood outside. “Hello, may I... May I help you?” asked Sonja with a slight pant disrupting her question.

“I’m not certain... Who are you? I did not know Scott was entertaining a... guest?” asked Shara before she pressed her glasses back with her index finger.

“My name is Sonja... Who are you?” said The Valkyrie. She groaned a little, oh why had she eaten so much.

“I’m Shara.... Say, are you alright? You seem a bit flushed.” said Shara.

“I, I’m fine really. It’s just this.” She lifted her shirt then patted her little belly bump to signify that she had eaten too much.

Shara blinked then looked down at the place that Sonja had patted and her eyes went wide. “Oh, so... You...”

“Yes and it’s all his fault... I told him that I didn’t want anymore, but he just kept stuffing me and stuffing me.” Sonja shook her head then grunted a little. Oh, she was just so full!

“Oh, you poor thing! Here, let’s get you off your feet. You shouldn’t be too active in your condition.” said Shara.

She helped Sonja to the couch then sat down on the coffee table.

“So, how long?” asked Shara.

“How long?” asked Sonja.

“You know, how long since this happened?”

“Oh! It happened not long ago.” said Sonja. She smiled at Shara. Whoever she was, she seemed like a nice girl.

“I see. So, Scott is taking responsibility, right?” asked Shara. She raised her left eyebrow and looked at Sonja curiously.

“Hmm? Oh, yeah definitely. He thinks that it’s funny.” said Sonja.

“Does he? That sounds rather mean spirited.” Shara shook her head. Who would think that Scott would act like that?

“You should have seen him earlier! He kept trying for more. Even when I told him that it was too much for me and that it would not possibly fit, he laughed and said that he believed in Me.” said Sonja. She had to smile a bit after admitting the last part, but the rest of it just made her stomach hurt.

“My goodness, what an insatiable appetite...” said Shara. Clearly she did not mean his appetite for food.

“Don’t I know it! I did ask for it, but I had no idea it would be this way.” said Sonja.

Suddenly a loud roar echoed from the back of the house. Shara leapt up to her feet. “What in the world!”

“Oh, that’s just master.” said Sonja.

Shara blinked then looked down at her. “Master?”

“Yeah, he went to the bathroom.” said Sonja.

“My goodness, what did he eat to make him sound like that?”

“He deserves it...” said Sonja. She pouted up at the ceiling. This was what he deserved for stuffing her so much.

A loud roar echoed once more and Shara started toward the bathroom. Sonja slid to her feet and grunted a bit. She followed quickly after the fast moving girl, however.

The moment Shara knocked on the bathroom door it slid open a little. A sudden flash of light emanated from the room and Shara hurled the door open to see what had happened.

A very human Scott sat perched upon the toilet completely naked. His feet were on the rim of the bowl, his knees were opened wide so that every bit of hismasculine business was showing. One hand gripped the rim and the other gripped the tank. His back was arched and he had obviously been under an intense strain as he had sweated profusely.

There was silence for a moment. Scott stared at the girls. The girls stared at Scott.

Finally, unable to think of anything else to say, Scott spoke. “This is exactly what it looks like.”

Neither Shara nor Sonja blinked. They also did not speak. Instead, Shara slowly pulled the door closed while barely moving. They had seen true horror this day. Words could not express the depth of their suffering.

Scott sighed loudly then plopped down onto the toilet. He found it much easier to finish his current business in his human form. Though, he suspected that he would need to take a shower. He glanced down at the flower. “I suppose I should mop, too.”

It would be a while before he learned the truth of why he had appeared naked when transforming into his human self. Till then, all he could do was sit and wonder at the insanity of his life.