“Will you really leave my sister alone… if I strip?”
“That depends on you.”
“Th-this is fine, right?”
“Not yet. Put that in your rear.”
“W-what is that…?”
“It’s connected to that drum. All the lukewarm water inside—you’re going to get every single drop into your stomach.”
“Th-there’s no way I can do that…”
“Then your little sister will do it instead.”
“P-please, no! A-alright… I’ll do it…”
“Ugh… gugh…”
“Looks like your stomach’s already starting to swell. Careful now—push too hard, and it’ll burst.”
“Ugh… huff, huff, huff…”
“That’s it, good girl. Let your intestines absorb the lukewarm water—it might make things a bit easier for you.”
“S-stop… I… I’m not used to eating much… m-my stomach…”
“Not used to eating much? That doesn’t matter. Haha! Don’t tell me you’re calling this your limit.”
“I-I’ve never… had my stomach… swell up this much before…”
“They all say they’re ‘not used to eating much’ or whatever, but a woman’s stomach is made to stretch, you know.”
“Ugh… gasp… I… can’t breathe…”
“Looks like you’re carrying a pregnant belly. Calling yourself a ‘light eater’ is a joke with a stomach like that.”
“S-stop… I… I can’t… take anymore…”
“Didn’t I mention? Whatever’s left, your sister will have to drink.”
“…!”
“There’s still a lot left, isn’t there? At this rate, your fragile sister’s body will break in no time.”
“P-please… don’t hurt her! I’ll do anything… anything you want…”
“Then make sure to swell your stomach big enough for her share too.”
“Ugh… aah…”
“Hah, hah, hah…”
“Your stomach’s starting to hang low, like a pregnant woman near labor. There’s still more than half left. I did tell you, whatever’s left goes to your sister, right?”
“Ugh… no… that can’t… my sister… not her…!”
“Careful now. Don’t shake your stomach too much. What’ll you do if it bursts?”
“Ah… it hurts… i-it’s going to tear…! My stomach…!”
“Do you not care what happens to your sister?”
“P-please… stop… don’t make anyone else go through this… let me be the last… I’m begging you…”
“The last? No, you’re the first. Your sister will be made to hear the sound of your stomach tearing apart.”
“T-this… this isn’t what you promised—ugh…!?”
SPLAT!!!
“Ugh… aaghh!!”
“Whoa! This one just burst all of a sudden!”
“Cough… guh… h-help… an… ambu…lance…”
“An ambulance? Look at your stomach. Do you really think you’re getting out of this alive?”
“Pant… pant… my… sis… ter… sa…ve her…”
“Your sister? Don’t worry. I’ll make sure she mimics every bit of how you’ve fallen apart.”
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