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Little short just cuz I can, based on a drawing by my bud @dumdumdrawstumtums
The college gymnasium was almost empty, aside from one lone athlete who was working diligently and getting in some extra practice for basketball. The tall student was running down the court, practicing footwork, and practicing shooting from different distances away. The gym was filled with the sounds of foot steps and squeaking rubber as he moved... but that wasn’t all.
Finally the athlete, Naruse Shou, took his final shot, jumping as he threw the basketball. He heaved a sigh from his hard work and made his way over to a set of bleachers to rest on, planting his butt down and leaning back as he reached for a bottle of water and a chocolate bar. Naruse ripped the end off the wrapper of his chocolate bar and took a bite out of it, shortly following that with a drink of water.
But some muffled shouts came from in front of Naruse, almost from in his lap... actually, almost precisely in his lap. The basketball player looked down to the large globe that was his belly, which rested between his legs. It jostled and swayed gently as whoever was inside it shouted and struggled, however their complaints fell upon deaf ears as Naruse took another big swig of his water.
“Sorry, couldn’t hear that.” The athlete said, taking another bite of his sweet chocolate bar. “You should speak up or something.” He could feel his fellow student kicking up a fuss from his stomach, but that wouldn’t help them. “Didn’t I say you could help me practicing after school today? You were a great weighted vest, but right now you’re being really rude....”
Another chorus of shouts came from the rounded out abs of the basketball player, nearly inaudible with the gurgles and rumbles that accompanied them. Naruse put his hands underneath his belly, almost like he was cradling it. “Aaaaaaaaaand, jump shot.” he said, suddenly hoisting his belly in his hands and making it bounce and jostle around, sending the student in his gut tumbling around. Naruse leaned back once again and took another bite of his chocolate bar. “You’re making practice really difficult, y’know...” he said, as he felt the person in his stomach moving and readjusting themselves within, only to punch the stomach in indignant anger.
Naruse held a balled up fist in front of his mouth as he stifled a burp, shaken up from both his handiwork and the student’s movements. He gave the side of his belly some hardy smacks before finishing off his chocolate and his water in a few large and quick gulps. “Well, time to practice for eating contests.” The athlete said, as he hoisted himself up from his seat, patting his gut as he walked towards the doors. “Hope you’re ready to help out with that too.”