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Notte eats a cupcake and fucking dies
🕑 Added 2024-10-18 01:50:17 +0000 UTCok not exactly but-
Character is Notte from Dragalia Lost
My friend Chiak2023 wrote a story and I drew this image after reading it. I will put that story in this description below if you'd like to also have a read.
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"Ughh... too much-Uuuurp-cake..." Notte groaned as she held the chunk of cake she had in her hand up to her lips and nibbled it a little. Her other hand rested atop her massively bloated middle, which she was currently using as support for the rest of her own body. "Ugghhh..."
Besides her lay a half-eaten cupcake, or the item that had started this in the first place.
You see, it was Dragonyule and Cleo had decided to bake an absolutely ginormous cake for everyone in the Halidom to enjoy, yet while everyone had been forced to share the cake the voluptuous belle had made, Notte had been given a cake all to herself.
Well... kinda.
Cleo had baked her a cupcake, which was basically a miniature version of that ginormous cake, mostly because Cleo knew that Notte would have ended up getting lost inside the cake somehow if she was allowed to go near it. The reason she wasn't just served a slice instead, was because the cake had also been prepared in such a way that different parts had different flavors, and the idea of serving everyone's favorite fairy just random crumbs of cake sounded disrespectful.
The idea was Notte would eat just a bit of cupcake, after all, the damned thing was probably as big as her, but Notte was a glutton and a big one at that.
The fae had torn into the cupcake the moment that Cleo left her alone with the sugary treat. She had shoved her face straight against the cream-covered top before ripping off a mouthful of cake as a wolf would do to its prey's flesh. Notte didn't care about staining her face with cream, she just had to get as much of the delicious dessert into her belly as fast as she could.
Notte's gluttony was truly a sight to behold, the little thing was demolishing that cupcake a incredible speeds. She munched, scarfed, and gobbled her way through the muffin without stopping. For a good few minutes, Notte spent every second shoving pieces of the delicious dessert into her drooling maw.
She ignored the growing feeling of tightness that was forming around her middle as her stomach expanded from its usual flat self to a large orb that strained against the flower she used as a dress. She didn't care if she was getting full, she wasn't nowhere near done!
Notte continued to eat, albeit without the same ravenous spirit she had at the start. Each bite was making her stomach even larger than it already was, something that made it get in the way of her gluttonous behavior.
Thankfully, there was a simple fix for that. Instead of allowing her legs to support her, or even bothering to use her wings to lift her up to reach the cupcake with ease, she just leaned forward and began to use her belly as a support.
The engorged fae laid against her belly, grunting slightly as she felt the pressure within spike in response to her allowing her full weight to press against it. Still, she ate.
By this point, Notte was getting tired.
Not only was the pressure in her tum getting intense, the skin around her middle was getting kinda tight, tight enough that Notte could smack her belly to use it as a drum.
Notte's belly gurgled angrily as she used her hand to rub the skin of her gut. She was getting very full by this point. Her belly had swollen so much it was beginning to spill to the sides, it only being contained by the struggling dress, which itself was creaking rather angrily as her gut forced it to stretch far beyond its natural shape.
She moaned through labored bites as she continued to gorge herself. Despite the fact she could feel bolts of pain spread over her tight skin, Notte refused to stop; She was never allowed so much sugar, she wasn't going to waste this opportunity!
Just as Notte managed to cram inside the last of the sliced pieces of fruit Cleo had used to decorate the cupcake her belly rumbled beneath her. The fae groaned as the pressure inside herself mounted before a loud burp managed to escape past her lips.
"OOOOOooooouuuUUURRRP!" Notte belched before letting out a small giggle, "Woo! My dragon side really showed there!"
"Notte is that you?" A voice from began the fae asked, one she recognized innately as Cleo's.
"Cleo? Is that youuurp?" Notte asked as she turned her head in an effort to see who was behind her, only to be cut off by a loud belch.
"Yes, it is me," She said as she approached, "I came to check on y-what happened here?!"
Cleo used her finger to roll Notte onto her back, making her groan as the massively overfilled organ that she had been using as support found itself crushing her and her lungs.
"Ow, ow, ow..." Notte mumbled as her hands rubbed her massive belly, which was now gurgling loudly, clearly unhappy with having its contents moved so abruptly.
"Notte, don't tell me you ate all that on your own..." Cleo said as she eyed the half-eaten cupcake sitting on the table.
"Yeah... it was-bwaaarp-amazing..." Notte wheezed out as Cleo shook her head in disapproval.
"Notte, that thing was almost as big as you," Cleo said sternly as she looked down at the glutted fae, "...It was probably heavier than you too..."
"You shouldn't have made it so big then..." Notte mumbled as she nibbled on the bit of cupcake still in her hand.
"I used the smallest mold we have Notte," Cleo said as she looked down at Notte. She then poked her belly, "Just look at you, it looks like you are about to burst."
"N-Not so hard," Notte wheezed as her belly wobbled above her, Cleo's finger still pressing against her swollen gut. "I might-OooooOOOOOORP~"
"O-Oh, excuse me," Cleo said as she blushed and moved away her finger. "How do you feel?"
Notte didn't answer, instead, she did the only thing she thought of doing now that some of the pressure had been taken care of and moved the chunk of cupcake she still had in her hand over to her mouth.
"You are unbelievable..." Cleo muttered as she watched Notte happily continue to fill her overfilled gut.
