WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS: Male and Female, Hermaphrodite Fish People Weight Gain, Inflation, Burping, Farting, and Sexual Content
WORDS: 10,000
On a far off planet covered in water, two fish mutants named Vishnal and Summer arrive at the Scalescraper Casino. Their inevitable run in with the owner leads them into a strange card game that will burden them with size and gas for the sake of otherworldly pleasure.
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As expected for a planet called Ocean World, there were very few land masses scattered across its watery surface. Rain pouring down from above added to the already treacherous waves that splashed against the hulls of the boats most of the citizens used for transport. Wealthier individuals could afford to simply use space crafts and other flying vehicles to get about the perpetually flooded planet. Regardless of their method though, the people of Ocean World had two things in common. They all were mutants and they would eventually find their way towards the Scalescraper Casino.
The massive tower sticking out from the watery surface was lit up with countless lights to act as a beacon for anyone that saw it. The lower part of the facility was dedicated to a docking area capable of receiving guests and shooing away anyone unable to pay their debt. There, mutants of all different shapes, sizes, and colors wandered about with their own goals in mind. Whether it was to sample one of the hundreds of eateries, ease their burdens with a spa session, lose their life savings at one of the gambling tables, or discuss unsavory business in hushed whispers.
For Summer, her few first moments arriving at the casino were spent looking in awe at the market-like area’s various booths. As she strolled forth from her boat, she was well aware of the numerous heads pausing to gaze at her long, pointed white ears and her head of long, orange hair that matched the wide tail fins sticking out from her lower back. Despite the numerous eyes on the beta fish woman, her own, orange irises were more preoccupied with staring at a booth selling a variety of jewelry.
“Oh, this is quite interesting” Summer commented, comparing a set of earrings to the two studs and long chains hanging from each of her ears. “Although, this one would match much better with my outfit,” she continued, glancing away from the table to look over her blue, long-sleeved top, white shorts, and orange tennis shoes. “What do you think sir?”
“Well,” the catfish man said, not hiding the way he was eyeing up her white scaled, body and prominent chest, “I think you’d look good in anything, darling.”
“You are too kind,” Summer replied with a slight bow. “Vishnal, what do you think?”
The mention of another name got the vendor to notice the figure strolling up behind the beta fish woman. In comparison to her gentler appearance, the piranha man’s first impression came in the form of the jagged teeth sticking out from his mouth. The lavender-scaled man stood out thanks to the bent horns sticking out of his head of purple hair and his wide, wing-like ears. Before the vendor could make a comment about the strange attire of the blue and purple yukata he wore, he was swiftly silenced by a single glare of Vishal’s yellow eyes.
“I think,” the piranha man spoke as he began to lead Summer away, “that we should get what we came for and leave as soon as possible.”
“Do not be like that,” Summer said, pulling on his arm to lead him on a path towards the casino’s center. “As I told you on the ride over here, we need to take time to rest and relax. If you keep pushing yourself so hard, you are sure to collapse.”
“You can’t seriously think that we’ll be able to wind down in a place like this,” Vishnal replied. “Especially with HIM probably watching us like a hawk.”
“It is not like we have much of a choice,” Summer pointed out, hoping by hugging him a little closer she could keep him calm. “This is the only solid landmass for miles. And I would not appreciate having to sleep on a rickety boat again. It is hard to have a good rest when we are constantly under threat of sinking.”
“Ugh, fine,” Vishnal relented, keeping pace with his partner as they entered the casino proper. “But we keep things low profile. That means getting a cheap room far away from his circle of influence.”
The hustle and bustle of the docking area was nothing compared to the inside of the casino’s lobby. In just the introductory area, there was a stimulation overload of lights and sounds thanks to the numerous gambling machines lining the walls. The guests who weren’t busy taking drinks from the bar or endlessly hitting buttons could instead be found at dealer’s tables, placing their entire future on the draw of a card.
“Where the hell is the front desk of this place?” Vishnal muttered aloud.
“It is kind of hard to tell,” Summer replied, noticing that more signs were devoted to advertising big payouts rather than directions. “Maybe those gentlemen can help us.”
Summer’s words made a shudder go down Vishnal’s spine. Baring his teeth, he turned towards where she was pointing to see a pair of pufferfish men in suits approaching them. Grasping the beta fish woman’s hand, his attempt to find an escape in the opposite direction was halted by another group of similarly dressed and imposing members.
“Dammit,” Vishnal said as he realized that they were surrounded. “I was hoping he was too busy to notice.”
“Oh, but I’m never too busy for two of my most favorite people.”
The group of bouncers parted ways to let a single individual make his grand arrival. Just like Visnhal, this piranha man sported a set of fearsome fangs, winged ears, and even his own set of peculiar horns. However, this one stood out with the massive beer belly that only just barely hidden by his fine-pressed, purple suit. A set of matching slacks were tightly wrapped around his wide hips and rear, looking no less impressive even if it struggled to contain his girth. Stomping his way towards the pair, the new arrival fixed his glasses so that they could see the pure white of his eyes. It was the very same look mixed with his imposing grin that hid the reputation that came with being Vin, the owner of the massive structure they were standing in.
“What do you want?” Vishnal asked, stepping between Vin and Summer.
“Ah, suspicious as always,” the pudgy piranha man replied. “But I assure you that my only intention is wanting to properly welcome a pair of longtime companions. I can’t even remember the last time we met.”
“I believe it was during a visit on board your yacht,” Summer spoke up.
“Ah, indeed, indeed,” Vin said with a nod. “How could I forget such a lovely evening? Especially when it was filled with so much… passion,” he added, letting his eyes glance between his supposed friends. “Oh, where are my manners. As much as I’d like to reminiscence, there are much better places for it.”
Waving around his webbed hands, Vin managed to wordlessly command his guards to make a path. “Please, allow me to lead you my personal quarters. I assure you they have the perfect accommodations to make your stay at the Scalescraper Casino a truly luxurious experience.”
“Thank you so much for your kindness,” Summer replied, staring to follow only to be held back by Vishnal grasping her shoulder.
“And if we refuse your ‘offer’?” Vishnal asked with a snarl.
“You are free to come and go as you please,” Vin replied as he continued to walk at a leisurely pace. “Although, denying my hospitality would leave such a nasty wound in my soul,” he added, turning his head to show off a glint of his fangs.
“We will be fine,” Summer said, trying to assure Vishnal as she led him forward. “Besides, we need the rest for the next leg of our journey.”
Feeling the certainty in the beta fish woman’s pull, Vishnal relented and followed along. “Just be wary,” he said, keeping an eye on the guards flanking them on both sides. “No doubt Vin has something planned for us.”
“I assure you, I only wish for you to enjoy your time here,” Vin called out from ahead. “Trust me. This will be a night to remember.”
The group’s travels brought them towards a private elevator reserved for VIPs. Upon entering the gilded, glass apparatus, Vin pressed in a series of keys to bring them towards the highest level of the casino. With each floor they passed, Vishnal could feel the atmosphere grow heavier. Summer spent this time looking out the windows and marveling at the various attractions of the casino that made her eyes dazzle. Vin merely kept his vision focused on his guests as he continued to show off a pleased grin.
With a ding, the group arrived at the penthouse suite. Fitting for the best accommodations that money could afford, the white tiled floors reflected the visages of various sculptures and art pieces filing the main entryway. Further in, the trio arrived at a lounge fitted with velvet, purple couches that looked soft enough to dive into. With the main piece being a bar located next to a set of double doors, the suite looked to be the perfect place to relax in. Save for the attendants standing nearby.
“Hard to relax with so many extra eyes on us,” Vishnal remarked aloud as he gestured towards the various bodyguards scattered around the area.
“I assure you, they are unnecessary amidst pleasant company such as yourself,” Vin said, sending his guards away with another wave of his hand. “After all,” he continued as he made his way behind the bar, “we’re here to have a good time catching up.” Reaching beneath the counter, he pulled out a bottle of scotch that no doubt had the value to pay for ride off planet. “Would you like some?”
“Oh, no thank you I am fine,” Summer said as she sat down on one of the stools.
“I’d rather keep my mind clear tonight, thanks,” Vishnal refuted.
“Suit yourself,” Vin replied as he poured himself a drink. Holding the glass up to the light to properly appreciate it, he took a small sip and hummed at the expensive flavor. “So, what brings you back to my humble abode?”
“We are stopping here for the evening to rest before leaving for the remainder of our journey,” Summer answered.
“You don’t say,” Vin commented between sips. “Where to exactly?”
“None of your business,” Vishnal answered.
“Oh, but everything on Ocean World is my business in some shape or fashion,” the plump fish man retorted. “But I suppose it would be rude for me to pry further.”
While the look in Vin’s eyes said he knew regardless, Vishnal let the comment go with a huff. “What do you want from us?”
“Like I said, I merely want to enjoy your company,” Vin answered, finishing off his glass before pouring himself another one. “And I do believe you two know exactly how I like to do that.”
“You have another game?” Summer spoke, her eyes going wide with interest at the notion.
“Ah, always such a treat to see your boundless curiosity at work,” Vin commented. “Give me just one moment.”
Helping himself to another sip, Vin disappeared beneath the counter once more. When he finally stood back up, it was with something clutched between his fingers. Placing his palm against the counter, he waited until Summer and Vishnal leaned in close to get a better look. Showing off a mischievous grin, Vin finally relented in moving his hand away to reveal a deck of cards marked with purple diamonds on their backs.
“Would you be interested in a game of cards?” Vin asked, shuffling around the deck before offering it up to Summer.
“We’ll have to pass,” Vishnal replied, pushing the fat fish man’s hand away. “I’ve heard about what happens to the people who lose in your casino.”
“That’s nothing but baseless rumors,” Vin replied, with a look that said otherwise. “Besides, I have no intention of taking your money. I simply want to pass the time with a game of chance.”
“Do you honestly expect us to believe that shit?” Vishnal shot back, only getting a playful nod in response. “Summer and I know what your games usually entail. You might have gotten us to play along last time, but we know your tricks. There’s no way that we’ll-“
“I would begin like this?” Summer asked, not waiting for instructions before drawing from the top of the deck.
As the fish woman pulled up the card, her eyes focused in on the strange image before her. At the start, it was merely a humanoid, albeit a very obese one. As she continued to stare at the picture in wonder, it slowly shifted to feature aspects that would look more like her. Everything from the way she styled her hair to even the clothes she wore. The only irregularity was the drastic difference in size. The inconsistency ended up correcting itself as a flash of energy leapt from the card and ran up her arm.
“I feel… warm,” Summer spoke as she followed the trial of energy towards her mid-section. Though she tried to look back at the card to see what was happening, she only managed to catch a glimpse of it before it dissolved into her skin.
“That’s to be expected,” Vin commented, eagerly surveying Summer’s body. “It’s a pleasant side effect of the little magic the cards have been gifted.”
Baring his fangs, Vishnal hopped over the counter to grab Vin by his collar. “What the hell did you do to her? Tell me know before I make you regret sending away your goons.”
“I assure you, she is no danger,” Vin said, keeping up his smile in spite of the threat. “If anything, she’s going to be in complete paradise once she-“
The sound of a loud tearing noise drew attention away from the tense conversation. Following the source of the noise, the group was able to see the way Summer’s formerly trim mid-section was currently inching its way forward. Try as she might to push the stomach bulge back in, her arms were shoved out of the way as her chest went through a similar growth spurt. With her bubble butt helping to turn her figure into more of a rounded sphere, she had successfully imitated the card’s image.
“What is this?” Vishnal asked, giving a side eye to Vin while keeping his gaze on Summer’s portly body.
“She has become a player in my specially designed game, Carnal Cards,” was the response. “I’ve imbued the cards with my powers to give them a chance to alter people’s bodies in strange and ‘enticing’ ways.”
“For what purpose?” Vishnal asked, only receiving a mischievous look in response.
“V-Vishnal,” stammered out Summer to get her companion’s attention. “I feel… so warm,” she continued, threatening to pop apart her clothes as she felt up her added fat. “Especially between my… my… MMMPPPHHH!”
The moan that left her lips came moments before she brought her body slamming to the floor. Not caring about who was watching, she pulled down her pants to leave her nether region exposed. Like all other mutants, she carried both a feminine vagina and masculine cock with balls. While Vishnal had seen this before, he had yet to witness her so eagerly try and service both sets of genitalia at the same time with such eagerness.
“Mmmm yes,” Summer said, stroking her dick with her plump fingers. “So warm and MMMPPPHHH nice,” she added as her other hand dove deep inside of her pussy. Noticing the way that Vishnal was staring, she looked towards him with expectant eyes. “Vishnal, would you please take care of the bottom half? I cannot quite MMMPPHH reach my usual spots.”
“Absolutely not,” Vishnal replied. “It’s obvious that Vin is just making you humiliate yourself for his entertainment. Stop what you’re doing, go splash some cold water on your face, and we’re getting out of here. We’ll worry about slimming you back down once we-“
“Pleeeeeeeeease?” Summer insisted. “I really need this. I have been backed up for so MMMPPPHHH long.”
From their time together, Vishnal was aware that Summer wasn’t lying. If he did nothing, she would merely keep trying to unsuccessfully masturbate on the ground. Hoping to satisfy her long enough that she would listen to reason, he tried to ignore Vin’s eager look as he approached her.
As Vishnal kneeled down on the floor, he opened up his fearsome maw of teeth. For most people, they would have recoiled at a mere glance of the sharp mouth. For Summer, she willingly sat still as the fish man brought himself up to her womanhood. Though typically he would give her a chance to warm up to his tongue he didn’t have that kind of time.
Like a sharpshooter hitting a bullseye, Vishnal immediately put his attention on Summer’s weak spots. She was more than willing to let him know that he had successfully found his mark through a loud moan. Feeling the way her hand pumped away at her cock even faster, he upped his own efforts to bring her to orgasm. While he did succeed in making her cry out in ecstasy, he had failed to account for the load of cum that came spurting out along his back around the time his mouth became flooded with her fluids.
Shuffling away from Summer’s womanhood, Vishnal looked up to see the expression of pure bliss on her face. “Are you okay?”
“I am… most excellent,” she replied, wiping her face clean of a line of drool.
“Agree, an absolutely wonderful start I’d say,” Vin commented, stepping up to offer the others a set of fresh towels. “Although, the game can’t really begin until we have all of our players,” he added, holding the deck up to Vishnal. “Wouldn’t want the young lady to have all the fun herself, right?”
“Oh, that sounds like a great idea,” Summer replied, dabbing her pudgy face free of drool. “Will you please join me?”
While Summer had an earnest look in her eyes, the same could not be said for Vin. Vishnal was aware that these games, while ultimately harmless, had strict regulations. Staring at the way Summer’s belly jiggled, he had to assume that the added weight wouldn’t go away until the game was complete. Looking back towards Vin and suppressing a few choice words, Vishnal swallowed his pride as he reached out and grabbed a card from the top of the deck.
A momentary flicker on the picture’s surface left Vishnal to look on with fear and anticipation. When the image finally cleared, he took notice of a large, helium tank placed right next to a silhouette version of himself. Placing his finger on the cylinder, he watched it flinch at his touch. The soft nudge was all it took for the drawn illustration on the page to go through its own, bizarre makeover.
Watching his silhouette alter before his eyes, Vishnal should have been able to prepare for what was coming. However, there was little he could do under the effects of his belly starting to swell outwards to push the front of his yukata. While summer’s growth had been more about layering her up with blubber and fat, there was a certain tautness to his enlargement. He got to see the full extent of what that meant once he unwrapped his clothes to let the rounded, swelling sphere of purple scales fully expose itself.
Grabbing at his expanding gut, Vishnals’ first instinct was to try and push back against the air flooding his insides. Pressing into his belly button, the only result was a soft moan forcing its way up his throat. Shuddering at the strange pleasure he got from the act, he barely noticed when the modifications to his mid-section started to spread out towards the rest of his body.
The piranha man’s arms became stiffer as they were inflated by the enchanted card. Similarly, his legs were left to waddle in place as they bloated up to match the rest of his body. These hesitant and awkward steps incidentally led to more of his clothes being pushed aside to leave his expanding chest free to show itself off. While normally he would be humiliated by being put on display like this, the sensation of the fabric becoming taut against his buttocks gave him something else to focus on.
“V-Vin, what did you put in that canister?” Vishnal asked from his puffed-up face.
“Just regular helium,” Vin replied, helping himself to another drink to make his own gut protrude even further. “All you’re feeling right now is the pent-up desires you’ve probably neglected since our last game. A side effect of being too focused on just moving on without taking a moment to appreciate things. If you need some help taking care of your desires, I’m sure there’s a certain someone that would be more than willing to assist you.”
“Not interested,” Vishnal said, with a snarl whose fierceness was ruined by his balloon-like demeanor.
“I wasn’t talking about me.”
Vishnal let out a whimper as he felt something heavy bump up against his inflated rear. Slowly swiveling himself around, he found himself locking eyes with Summer’s flabby face. Though the look was one of desire, it wasn’t for her own release. Seeing the way she eyed up his swollen form, he could already predict what she was going to say.
“N-no,” Vishnal forced out.
“But you heard Vin,” Summer replied, sliding a plump finger along his exposed belly. “You have not allowed yourself to properly relax in a very long time. After everything you have done for me, I must ask that I try to return the favor.”
Forced to fight on two fronts from Summer’s genuine want to help and his own mind’s raging lust, Vishnal had no chance of winning. “F-fine,” he said, leaning himself back to allow access to his nether region. “Just don’t push yourself into doing anything you don’t-MMMPPPH!”
Recovering from the initial wave of pleasure, the piranha man looked down to see that Summer had fully pressed her face into his nether region. Blocked by her bulk and his own belly, he could only tell what was going on by his sense of touch. Feeling his underwear get torn off, he winced as her hungry lips descended upon his genitalia. Back and forth the fish woman moved her lips; taking her time to decide on which one she wanted to focus on.
Summer made her choice as she put her thick neck to work swallowing up his manhood. While she bobbed her head back and forth, her plump fingers kept themselves busy by stroking her own cock. At the mercy of her lips and tongue, Vishnal could only wobble around as his inflated body shuddered in pleasure. Unable to handle the stimulation combined with his altered state, he ended up lasting far shorter than her companion.
Vishna’s orgasmic cry came alongside a hearty chuckle from the man responsible for his compromised state. Before he could summon the strength to call out any threats, he first had to stay still long enough for Summer to drink her fill. When the beta fish woman finally pulled herself back up, she showed her appreciation for the meal by climbing on top of him. By the time they were staring into each other’s faces, a mere pucker of her lips was all it took to get him to lean forward for a kiss.
“Ooooh, shall I escort you two to the bedroom?,” Vin spoke up, immediately reminding Vishnal and Summer that they weren’t alone. “Sorry, did I ruin the mood?”
“I am afraid that is the case,” Summer said as she slid her hand across the ballooned-up piranha man’s flesh. “However, I do believe that we can pick up where we left off,” she added before leaning in for another attempt at a kiss.
“That’s enough,” Vishnal said, gently rolling to the side to allow Summer to slide off of him. “Alright we played your game. Now how do you change us back?”
“Why are you acting like the game is over?” Vin asked in response. “You only drew two cards. There are a certain number that must be drawn from the deck before the game can be completed and the effects can be reversed.”
“That makes sense,” Summer replied with a nod of her chubby chin. “How many cards are required for the game?”
“I’ve honestly forgotten,” Vin replied with a flutter of his eyes. “I suppose the only way to know is by continuing to play. Would you like to draw another card or would you like to wait a moment?”
“I would very much like to draw,” Summer said as she reached out a pudgy hand. Pulling up the card, the look of eagerness on her face was replaced with confusion. “What does this mean?” she asked, showing the image of a 2x symbol over a zero.
“Ah, that is a double or nothing card,” Vin replied, reaching into his pocket to withdraw a coin. “Either we’ll double anything you’ve been changed with so far, or you’ll be reset to zero. It all depends on which side this coin lands on. Heads, you double up on your extra weight. Tails to revert you back to your original size. Here we go.”
With a flick of Vin’s finger, the coin was sent spinning in the air. Having just been able to maneuver himself into a sitting position, Vishnal was in no condition to rush over and stop what was happening. Slowly watching the coin tumble down, he momentarily thought that luck would be on his side. Reality came crashing down as the silver coin landed heads up.
Vishnal at first assumed that the shaking he felt was from his own dread of seeing Vin’s face etched into the silver. That was until he swiveled himself around to see that entirety of Summer’s body was wracked with shivers. Seeing her pudgy form continued to jiggle, he started to shuffle towards her with the intention of trying to stop whatever was about to happen. However, he was stopped in his tracks once he heard the moan.
Summer’s voice took on several deeper tones thanks to the extra fat that surrounded her neck. The same type of orange scaled blubber helped to further engorge her breasts to twice their size. All over her body, the card’s effects rang true as every aspect of her doubled up from widening her hips and thickening her arms. In the wake of her belly surging with added fat and her ass cheeks become a set of plump, cellulite speckled spheres, any clothing that still clung to her body was torn asunder in the blink of an eye.
“MMMMMPPPPHH,” Summer hummed to herself, pressing her lips together as her sausage-like finger squeezed at her obese form. “It feels… so… goooooooood,” she moaned out as she continued to play with her flesh. “So soft and MMMPPHHH sensitive.”
“I’ll leave her to enjoy her larger self for the moment,” Vin commented as he partially blocked Vishnal’s view of Summer. “I believe it is your turn to draw.”
Tilting his head over to the side granted a full view of Summer’s body to Vishnal once more. Other than her obsession with groping herself, she appeared to be unharmed. While he had no reason to believe that Vin would willingly hurt her, he kept telling himself that he needed to end the game as quickly as possible. Trying to ignore the other desire that guided his hand, he reached out to grab a card.
“Again?” Vishnal said, seeing the same image that had cursed Summer to her current state.
“Ah, I suppose that the deck wants another coin toss,” Vin said as he picked up the silver currency between his fingers. “Same as before. Heads you double up, tails you reset to zero. Are you ready?”
“Just toss the damn thing,” Vishnal replied, clinging to the hope that there was a chance he could go back to normal mobility.
With a much faster flip, Vin grinned as the coin twirled into the air. Due to his bloated form, Vishnal was unable to see what side the coin landed on. All he heard was the clink of silver against the bar counter and an unsettling chuckle from Vin.
The obese piranha man’s laughter could be barely heard over what sounded like dozens of helium tanks letting loose in Vishnal’s ears. His already balloon-like body took on an influx of extra air to ensure he understood the results of the coin flip. Any remnants of his clothes that managed to cling to his skin were quickly popped apart as his form doubled in size. Try as he might to keep himself stable, it was nearly impossible as his rounded form sunk in his arms and legs.
In exchange for making his plumped-up feet nearly useless, Vishna’s inflated form provided him with a different type of mobility. A gentle nudge along his underside lifted him up into the air as if he were as light as a feather. Slowly ascending from the soft push, he didn’t stop until he bumped against the ceiling. Spinning forward as he slowly drifted back down, he managed to see himself falling straight into Vin’s clutches.
“Easy now,” the pudgy piranha man said as he grasped onto Vishnal’s sides. “Wouldn’t want you to pop.”
“S-shut up,” Vishnal forced out from his puffed-up cheeks. “Come on. Grab the deck and deal our next-MMMPPPHHH!”
Vishnal couldn’t stop the moan from leaving his lips as his “friend” sunk his fingers into his mass. Groping along the taut skin brought with it a wave of pleasure unique to being a living balloon. In the wake of becoming the center of attention for Vin’s fingers, Vishnal lost track of the rage he tried to desperately hold onto. As more of his body was caressed, he could feel himself getting closer to fully giving in.
Vin’s massage of the balloon man abruptly ended as something slammed into him. Breaking out of his trance, Vishnal managed to circle himself around to see the cause. What he discovered was the somehow still mobile Summer currently holding Vin within her pudgy grasp.
“No f-fair,” Summer forced out, shuddering as she pressed Vin against her fat folds. “You left me unable to take care of myself. That is not a good way to treat a MMMPPH guest.”
“Ah, you are quite right,” Vin replied, getting her to drop him by giving a quick squeeze of her breasts. “As your host, I don’t want you feeling unattended. So, how may I serve you? Do you need a drink? Perhaps a snack? Or would you rather I fetch a blanket so that you can rest for-“
“N-no!” Summer called out, as she slowly swiveled her hefty form around. With a loud crash, she brought her belly slamming down onto the floor. Lifting up her finned tail, she tried her best to spread her ass cheeks with her hands to leave her nether region visible. “I am sorry for being blunt, but I would like you to fuck me.”
“Summer!” Vishnal called out as another nudge sent him floating towards the ceiling. “You can’t be serious.”
“I am quite serious,” she replied, shaking her hips back and forth to further tantalize the casino owner. “As Vin said, we need to relax. I cannot do that while I so desperately need to orgasm.” Rearing back her arm, she gave her ass a smack that sent the fatty orbs into a jiggling fit. “So come on. Go as hard as you can. I am sure this body can take it.”
“Well,” Vin replied, finishing off his latest drink before slipping his belt out from his pants, “if you insist.”
Rather than let the poor fish woman wait any longer, Vin answered her call by ramming his cock into her pussy. Waiting until the waves from the initial penetration subsided, she proceeded to shift his hips back and forth at a gradually building speed. The determined look that had been on Summer’s face completely vanished after only a few thrusts to make way for an open mouth that could only let out a string of moans.
From up above, Vishnal was forced to watch as the pair continued to enjoy Summer’s fat body. As he watched on, he could still feel his lingering lust trying to pull him. With his vision so focused on jostle of Vin’s hips and Summer’s flab, he nearly missed the moment where she climaxed. He involuntarily smacked his lips as he watched a puddle of semen spreading beneath Summer’s crotch. Seeing Vin pull out his still throbbing member was the last thing to push him over the edge.
“F-fuck me!”
“Oh?” Vin asked as he turned his gaze upwards. “What was that I heard?”
“I… want you to fuck me,” Vishnal forced himself to say; willing to debase himself if it meant achieving the pleasure he sought.
“Oh, my lovable balloon boy,” Vin said as he grasped Vishnal to pull him down. “You don’t have to be shy. Tell me, how would you like me to do that?”
“Any hole will do,” Vishnal hurriedly replied, bracing his orifices for however his rival chose to use him. “Just do something!”
“I think I have just the thing in mind,” Vin replied he pulled his inflated partner to the ground.
With Vishnal in his clutches, the pudgy piranha man took his time picking out where to take his prize. For his part, Vishnal could only watch as his unlikely partner slid his cock along the surface of his body in thought. A low whimper left his lips as he watched the manhood begin to drift down towards his nether region. Just as their cocks pressed against one another, he heard a cackle that brought his mind back to that night on the casino owner’s yacht.
Suddenly tilting Vishnal’s body forward, Vin made his choice as he sunk his member deep into the balloon’s navel. The initial rage Vishnal felt about the indignity became undone after just a few thrusts. Each repetition became accompanied by an unnatural squeaking noise mixed with a cacophony of moans. Shuddering as each shift sent ripples through his taut skin, Vishnal could only last up until he felt a load of cum fill up his navel. Letting out a high-pitched cry of euphoria, he let his own seed spill across the floor.
While Vishnal was still trying to recover from his alternative form of release, he felt something bump up against his inflated rear. His sunken in head provided little chance for him to get a good look at what was happening behind him. However, he got a clue once he heard what sounded like a frustrated moan from behind him.
“Summer, what are you doing?” he asked.
“It is not fair,” Summer said as she continued to rub her throbbing cock along his ass crack. “Vin got to have his fun with you, however I am still in much need of release.”
“You only had to ask, my dear,” Vin replied as he helped himself to a glass of booze to recuperate. “Although it may take some time for me to be ready for you.”
“I can try to wait,” Summer said, pausing her thrusts for a moment as she placed her palm on Vishnal’s back. “That is if another friend is unable to assist me,” she continued, the tone of voice doing more to the inflated fish man than her pleading eyes could in their current state.
“F-fine,” Vishnal replied, relenting to both her desires and his own, quickly recovering libido. “Do your worst.”
Summer took the invitation with full enthusiasm as she ran the tip of her cock along Vishnal’s ass crack. It took a moment for her to find what she was looking for due to her overexcitement and the issue of having to shift her bulk around. Inevitably though, she managed to locate an opening hidden between the ballooned-up butt cheeks. Slowly pressing her tip against the entrance, she increased her grip on Vishnal’s sides before finally pushing forward.
No matter how many times the piranha man experienced the sensation, he could never fully prepare himself from the ferocity that came with Summer’s insertions. With each move amplified by his swollen form, it only took a handful of thrusts to get him moaning again. His high-pitched squeal came alongside the husky exhales beating against his back as the obese beta fish showed off the extent of her desires. Straining to keep her hands on her inflated partner’s body, she kept herself moving until the sound of him giving into the stimulation delighted her ears with his euphoric cry.
With a final shove of her flabby form, Summer managed to find the release she sought. Keeping her pudgy mitts gripped onto Vishnal’s backside, she filled him up with her seed. Pulling away once she started to feel her cum leak back onto her thighs, she ended up stumbling towards a nearby couch. Landing with a loud thud, she looked up and admired how her usually stern traveling partner had become a trembling mess.
“Most excellent,” Vin commented as she offered Summer a glass of water to recover. “I haven’t played this game with many others, but you two are making this the most interesting match yet.”
Vishnal forced out a huff. “W-we’re not your first?” he asked as the casino owner rolled him forward to offer him water as well.
“I had to test this out of course,” Vin said as he let the balloon man drink his fill. “How else would I play such a good game host?”
“Indeed,” Summer replied, downing the rest of her drink before resting her hands against her rising and falling bosom. “When can we begin the next round?”
“Oh so eager,” Vin teased as he slowly patted Vishnal’s sides. “But I want to make sure that you two can handle whatever comes next. Summer, I know that you’re willing to go. What about you, Vishnal? Are you still convinced that this is some sinister ploy to torture you?”
“I… am warming up to your game,” Vishnal relented, unwilling to match the grin on Vin’s face. “What do you have next?”
“I’m not sure,” Vin replied, giving Vishnal a gentle pat to his face before making his way over to Summer. “It all depends on the luck of the draw. That reminds me, I believe that it is your turn once more, my dear.”
“Most excellent,” Summer replied, straining the integrity of her couch as she leaned forward to grasp at the deck. Sitting back down and straining the cushions with her chunky rear, she looked at the card and scratched at her head. “One moment. I do not understand what this means.”
Summer was forced to drop the card as shivers came cascading through her blubbery arm. Managing to turn his bloated form around, Vishnal couldn’t help regretting his lack of mobility as he watched her entire body begin to shake. While she didn’t appear to be in any pain, there was only so much he could ignore of the unsettling groan that emanated from her belly. With a kick of his sunken feet, he slowly bounced his way towards her. Reaching her just as the shaking reached its apex, he was at a loss for what, if anything he could do.
Vishnal managed to get within inches of Summer when it finally came out. The fart arrived with a roaring BRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAPPPPPP that further shook about her flab. So busy staring at the way her countless fat rolls jostled from the expulsion, it took him a moment to realize what he was inhaling. Forced to suck up the aura of her pungent gas, he quickly wriggled about his arms to send himself floating back to a safe distance.
“I am so BWOOOOOOORRRRP sorry,” Summer belched out with a tint of red on her face.
“It’s not your fault, my dear,” Vin spoked up as he approached her with a cloth around his face. With a flick of his wrist, he produced the card that the gassy fish woman had left on the ground. The image showed off a cartoony, green gas cloud that explained her sudden indigestion. “It’s all the luck of the draw of course,” he added, tossing the card into the air to let it dissolve like the rest.
“W-why would that even be an option?” Vishnal asked, barely able to summon up his former hostility. “In what way does becoming a gassy blob help with-“
Another rumbling fart emanating out from Summer’s chunky rear further spread her smell through the room. With nowhere else to run to, Vishnal could only hold his breath back for so long. When he was finally forced to inhale, the smell was as pungent as he recalled. However, he was given a strange sense of elation as the foul air worked through his body. For some reason, part of him was starting to crave getting a stronger dosage of the fumes.
The strange feeling Vishnal experienced seemed to be amplified tenfold for the person responsible for the gas. Scrunching up her face to unleash another torrent of farts, her inevitable exhale came with a moan heavy with desire. Following up with another belch, she waddled her way over to the nearby couch. Pressing her throbbing cock up against the cushions, she attempted to get her relief by grinding up against it. Though the act didn’t seem to help with her rising libido, it di further flood the room with gas as each shove let either a stray burp or fart leak out.
Vishnal could only watch in awe at his companion’s poor attempt to pleasure herself. Already having lost most of his restraint, he didn’t think much about trying to slide over to help her ease her lust. However, he was stopped as he felt something get placed in his puffed-up palm. He only had a chance to feel the card Vin had given him before it fell out of his hands. Slowly turning himself over to get a better look, the image he saw was that of a cat standing in front of a mirror.
Before the inflated fish man could ascertain the meaning of the Copycat card, he was turned over by his own rear letting loose with a rumbling BRRRRRAAAAAAAAAPPPP. Despite releasing enough force to turn himself over, the eruption did little to take away from the surplus of air still within his bloated figure. The same went for the loud BWOOOOORRRRRPP that sent him spiraling in the other direction. While this did further agitate his already hyperactive libido, the ability to better maneuver himself with these expulsions no longer left him at the whim of his partners to find release.
Summer’s constant rubbing against the couch came to a halt once Vishnal managed to bump into her. Turning around and receiving a belch directly to her face in response, she was able to see the lust brimming behind his eyes. Without even having to speak, the pair were already willing to throw themselves into this sense of indulgence. All they needed to do was find the right position for it.
After a scramble of flabby and inflated flesh, the engorged duo managed to find an angle that would satisfy them both. With their cocks pressed tight against each other thanks to Summer’s girth, she began to shift herself back and forth. As their shafts slid against one another, they were treated to pleasure in addition to an outburst of their gas. Eventually, the loud outbursts became overshadowed by their moans as they began to reach their limits once more. With one final pass of her cock along Vishnal’s, Summer brought them both to orgasm with accompaniment of billowing PHHHHHHHRRRRRTTTTs coming from their backsides.
Standing on the sidelines, watching cum spill out onto his guests’ bellies, Vin treated himself to yet another drink. Having lost track of how many glasses he had downed that night, he wasn’t in much of a mood to worry about how his guest’s antics reduced the expensive couch into a pile of cushions. He was too preoccupied with enjoying the scene of debauchery he had managed to put together for the evening’s entertainment.
“I suppose I should end the game,” Vin muttered to himself as he drained the rest of another booze bottle. “I do anything else to their bodies and they’re likely to break something.”
Looking down at the deck of cards, the casino owner mentally went over the rules he had set for the game. While he didn’t want to let his guests further transform, one more card needed to be drawn to finish the game. Even knowing what the possible consequences could be, he was far too gone to care.
“Eh, what the hell,” Vin said as he drew from the deck. “Oh Vin, you’re as lucky as always,” he said, holding out the double or nothing card. “I’m not under any effects so this should go smoothly enough,” he said as he fished out the coin once more and tossed it into the air. “I’ll be sure to give them proper thanks once this is all over,” he continued, too busy watching Summer and Vishnal’s latest attempt at love making to bother looking to see what side of the coin he got.
The smug grin that had perpetually made its home on Vin’s face all evening faltered a bit as he was struck with sudden wooziness. When his mind began to recover, his vision was still left a blurry mess. Noticeably staggering with his steps, he glanced over towards the coin which had fallen heads up. His curious glance over at his own face staring back at him was disrupted as his belly began to swell to obscure it.
A suit more expensive than most people’s annual salary began to pop apart at the seams as the rest of Vin’s body began to engorge. Each staggered step shook around his extra girth while treating his ears to a strange, sloshing noise. As a belch rolled up his thickening throat, he was given a chance to sample the expensive liquor he had been downing all evening. It was the very same booze that was doubling up in his stomach to make him overwhelmed with inebriation and extra girth.
Unable to stop the bubbles from parting his lips, Vin was forced to let his burps out and further degrade his body. More of the suit was torn asunder as his sagging man boobs grew large enough to rival Summer’s now impressive bosom. His chunkier rear was left just a few inches short of surpassing Vishnal’s in terms of width. What made him stand out was how bloated and rounded his gut became as he neared the end of his sudden growth spurt.
“What BWOOOOORRPP is going on?” Vin asked aloud as he picked the remains of his pants off of his thickened thighs. “I though I came here for a good hic time. Not to be ignored. Where’s the UUUURRPP booze? Where’s the cards? What kind of entertainment do I have for the hic evening?”
Vin’s question was answered once he heard a loud ripping noise from nearby. No longer bound by clothing, even his drunken mind could piece together that that sound was coming from elsewhere. Upon noticing his guests still trying to pleasure one another by whatever means necessary, his drunken mind came to a single thought.
“Heeeeeeeyyyyy hic there,” Vin said as he waddled his way over to Summer and Vishnal. “Can I BWOOOOORRRPPP join you?”
The belched request was seemingly ignored as the two engorged fish mutants continued to rub against one another. Upon Vin getting closer to attempt the question again, he felt Summer’s plump fingers grab hold of his flesh. Pulled in between his guests, he could feel each of their throbbing members taking their place. Pressing against the casino owner’s back, Vishnal’s belly managed to leave just enough space for its owner to rest his cock against Vin’s anus. In the wake of another one of her farts, Summer slid her own manhood forward; first teasing against Vin’s before pressing her head up against his vagina.
“Well, what are you two BWOOOOORRPP waiting for?” Vin asked, finding himself on the edge of anticipation. “Go on and hic fuck me!”
The owner got his wish as both of his guests shoved in their girth at the same time. Despite the trio’s sizable bodies, they each managed to shift together in a rhythm that satisfied their needs. The only drawback appeared to be how much each thrust made them spurt out gas. The ballooned up Vishnal kept having his squeaky moans be drowned out by Summer’s rippling farts. Summer’s own, plump lips quivering with euphoric cries mixed in with the burps coming from her other partners. Stuck in the middle, forced to suck in the noxious fumes that had filled up every part of the room, Vin could only belch out his moans to add the aroma of liquor to the act as they drew near their end.
Vin hit his upper limit as both guests filled his insides with their cum. Becoming a quivering mess as the lingering shudders of pleasure were transferred from his partners, he ended up spilling his seed along his and Summer’s fat folds. Too lethargic to do much more, the trio slumped against one another to catch their breath. What was supposed to be a chance to rest only lasted for the few minutes it took for the gas to take effect. Feeling their libido’s come back in full force, the group clambered their way over one another to awkwardly position their bodies for another round.
Left too clumsy to do much in his current state, Vin was shoved aside by Summer as she took her cock to find another hole to pleasure herself with. What she settled on was taking a page out of the casino owner’s book as she shoved her member into Vishnal’s belly button. The squeaking noise created from the constant thrusting of the fish woman was created by the belches and moans that rolled up the balloon man’s throat. The sound managed to be enough of a motivator for the booze-ridden Vin to find a way to enjoy one of his favorite toys.
Just as one of Summer’s thrusts pushed a fart out of Vishnal’s backside, the gas was stopped up by another dick. Grabbing hold of the inflated fish man’s sides, Vin did his best to match Summer’s rhythm as she shoved himself as deep inside the anus. The casino owner’s efforts came with extra squeaking as his hands tightly clasped onto Vishnal. While the movements from the pair were far from graceful, they managed to do the job of getting them to fill Vishnal’s orifices moments before he orgasmed.
A final push managed to send Vishnal flying up into the air. Bouncing against the ceiling, he began to slowly drift back down. During his descent, he got to watch as Vin slid back off of the cushions pile to allow Summer to spread across the stained pillows. Though his mind was a mess of gas and hormones, a small part of his normal brain saw what his rival was doing. Urged by both his own stubbornness and desire for more sex, he used a brunt BRRRAAAAPPPP from his backside to bring him down just in time.
Awkwardly shifting himself forward, Vishnal managed to plunge his cock into Summer’s pussy just as her mouth was filled by Vin’s dick. With both men tightly gripping onto her fat folds, they were able to properly spit roast her as they shifted back and forth. Despite the various moans and gassy expulsions their movements brought forth from Summer, the two fish men were more concerned with staring at one another. Given a chance to properly admire their transformed selves, they didn’t feel any need to fight or play tricks on one another. All that lingered was an adoration for how appealing their expanded forms were to one another.
With their gazes fully locked on with one another, Vishnal and Vin brought themselves to climax. Eagerly taking in the semen from both ends, Summer was more than satisfied with her partners slumping against her in the aftermath of their orgy. What little energy remained in the trio was mostly spent fondling their bodies as their weariness eventually forced them into a peaceful slumber.
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Even when Vishnal managed to open his eyes, his vision was a blur as it tried to adjust to the sunlight peeking in through the window. As he slowly brought himself into a state of semi-consciousness, he was given assistance through the lingering, noxious odor that drifted into his nostrils. The smell brought to him flashes of the night he had spent being a ball of lust and bad decisions.
Sitting up in the middle of the king-sized bed, Vishnal’s first instinct was to check himself. While he was naked beneath satin, purple blanket, there didn’t to be any sign of air still lingering in his body. If he looked hard enough, he could spot a small bulge in the middle of his stomach that was gradually dissipating. Hoping to accelerate returning to normal, his gentle nudge against the protrusion led to a squeaky PHHHRRRRTTT slipping out of his rear.
The piranha man’s fart set off something to start moving in his bed. Turning to his side, he managed to see Summer lying next to him. Like him, she had mostly been reverted to her original self. As she peacefully mumbled something in her sleep, the extra chub still clinging to her arm helped her to keep a firm grip on Vishnal’s elbow. As peaceful as she appeared resting beside him, the gentle demeanor was betrayed by the slip of a BRRAAAPPP from her rear.
Wincing at the aroma, Vishnal was forced to confront what had occurred the previous evening. Too high on his own supply of libido and gas at the time, he hadn’t thought much about the consequences at the time. He was back to normal, but his balloon-self wasn’t sure what would become of him after giving into Vin’s game. For all he knew, he could have woken up as the star attraction of the casino’s parade. Rather than let these worries get to him, he tried to redirect them towards the person responsible for the evening.
Vishnal was given his chance as the bedroom doors slowly creaked open. Standing behind a serving cart with several platters was Vin. The plump fish man had traded out his scrapped suit for a silky soft, lavender bathrobe that emphasized the curvatures of his figure. The appearance was to be expected for someone like Vin. What was out of place was the bag of ice currently held against his forehead with his free hand.
“Oh good, you’re awake,” Vin said as he slid the cart near the edge of the mattress. “Sorry to ask this since you’re my guest, but would you mind spreading this out? I’m still waiting for the hangover medicine to kick in.”
“You can’t be serious,” Vishnal said as he looked over the sorry state of the casino owner. “Got a lot of nerve thinking you can come up to us with breakfast to make up for-“
“Please do not mind him,” Summer said, groggily interjecting as she used Vishnal to pick herself up. “He is usually very grumpy in the morning.”
“Ah, how could I forget since last time?” Vin said, trying to pass off the tease with a grin only to wince at a pain going through his head.
“You do not have to be so aggressive,” Summer said, rolling out of bed and helping herself to a bathrobe on the nightstand. “We are both unharmed and last night was very enjoyable.”
“You’re not going to make me say it,” Vishnal replied, turning his head away from the wide-eyed, innocent look of the fish woman who had so vigorously fucked him the previous evening.
“That is true,” she replied, tugging at his arm to get him out of bed. “But you will show proper appreciation for our host. Especially when he has been nothing but kind to us.”
With a sigh of surrender, Vishnal gave into the gentle tugs of his companion. Hastily tossing on his robe, he obliged in setting up the meal for breakfast. With various platters of fruits, bacon, eggs, and a variety of pastries for the taking, he helped himself to some toast while the other dug in.
“Mmmm, this is just what I needed,” Vin commented through a mouthful of sausage. “Forgive me if I asked this before. My memory is still a bit foggy from last night. How long will the two of you be staying at the casino?”
“Vishnal said that he wanted to leave after getting our rest,” Summer said as she drank a glass of juice. “However, I do not think that last night could be considered restful. Would you agree?”
“Indeed, we did very little resting,” Vin replied, sharing with Summer a mischievous grin. “I suppose you might want to stay just a bit longer. Don’t you think?”
“You two are both of your god damn minds,” Vishnal answered through a mouthful of muffin. “What makes you think I would agree to that after that crazy card game you put us through last BWOOOOOORRRRPPPP!”
The belch that came roaring up Vishnal’s throat started deep but ended with a slight squeak that came from a small bit of helium lingering in his body. While the burp was embarrassing, its lingering aroma and shivers made him remember the pleasure he had felt. The annoyance brimming inside of his mind was overwhelmed by a sense of yearning. Slowly lowering his hand, he took another bite of his muffin before turning towards Vin.
“Do you have any extra clothes?” Vishnal begrudgingly asked. “We’re going to need them if we’ll be staying for a few days.”
“Of course, dear friend,” Vin said, pushing through his hangover pain to smile as wide as possible. “Although, you might not want to get too attached to them. I have so many more games in mind.”
“And we are happy to join you,” Summer spoke up, cuddling up to Vishnal in the hopes of letting some of her eagerness rub off on him.