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Alone in the local bar, the Down Under, Spike lifted her large glass mug to her lips to finish off her drink. The Down Under was rather popular and usually pretty packed. But it was later at night and everyone had left. Everyone except Spike and the bartender. Putting her mug down, Spike rested her head in her hand and pushed the mug towards the person on the other side of the wooden counter. " Give me another one" she demanded.

" And how are you gonnna pay?" asked the bartender, a lovely younger woman in her mid twenties. She had long brown hair with a yellow bandana tied around it, and brown eyes to match. She was dressed in a light grey long sleeve shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, and a pair of tight blue jeans.

" Just put it on my tab Flora" replied Spike with a wave of her hand. Taking Spike's glass, Floa rolled her eyes.

" If you payed your tab I could buy a second house" she grumbled to herself. Grabbing a hold of the beer nozzle she poured up another drink and passed it to the blonde. Spike grabbed it and took another swallow. " Have you ever considered cutting back Spike?" asked Floa suddenly.

Spike lowered her glass and stared at her for a moment. " No" she said simply before downing the rest of her drink quickly.

" Drinking so much can't be good for you" continued Flora as she started wiping the counter. " Not to mention costly. And that's money you don't have. Otherwise you would have paid me back already". She gave the thug a hard stare as she said this.

Spike returned the stare. " Sound's like your actually trying to lose business" she replied. " Pretty stupid. Besides, I like drinking. I can out drink anyone in this town".

"Oh really?"

"Damn straight!"

Flora smiled a little and leaned over the counter a bit. " Well I think I happen to be pretty good at holding my liquor. Might even be better then you". Spike gave the woman a rather cold stare.

" Pfft, as if" she replied. " I'd love to see you try. In fact, let's have a drinking contest. right here, right now".

The bartender looked Spike over for a few moments. " Are you sure?" she asked. " You've already had a few drink's tonight. Might give me the advantage".

"Shut up, grab a mug, and fill mine up" snapped Spike, a little annoyed at this point. Flora shrugged, and grabbed a glass for herself and filled them both up.

"Well then, cheers. Best of luck Spike" she said as she started drinking.

" I don't need luck" mumbled Spike as she started chugging her own drink. The liquid slid easily down her throat as she swallowed, finishing her drink rather quickly. When she brought the mug down she saw the Flora had also finished. " Your faster then I thought you where" she said with a smirk.

" I've had more then my fair share of beer over the year's" replied Flora with a smile as she refilled both mug's again. " Round two". Both girls grabbed their mug's and started chugging. This time Spike thought the beer was thicker. More filling. Maybe those drinks before hand did put me at a disadvantage, she thought. She felt rather full. Or bloated rather. Finishing her drink she slammed the mug back onto the counter. Flora had already fnished and was smirking at her. " Getting slower?" she asked with a raise of her eyebrow.

"I've had more then you" Spike shot back. " So what if I'm a little slower. I'll still beat you. Keep'em coming!". Flora stared at her for a moment before refilling both mugs again. Withing 5 minutes each girl had finished off another three mug's. Spike must have looked a little ill because Flora offered to call it off. " Fuck that!" yelled Spike in response. Pouring Spike another glass, Flora glanced over the counter and smiled at what she saw. Spike had failed to notice she was beginning to get a bit of a beer gut. Her stomach was going out over the hem of her tight fitting black jean's, and it looked a little rounder.

"Well let's keep going then" said Flora cheerfully as she tipped the mug to her lip's. The night slowly passed on as the contest continued. Spike found it harder and harder to force the beer down her throat. Every glass made her belly swell larger. At this point it has grown large enough to fill her lap. Spike was aware of it now, and she slumped onto the counter a little, rubbing her belly with one hand. It felt hard, yet squishy and soft at the same time as he fingers dug into her flesh. " I think you should stop while your ahead Spike" commented Flora, looking over the bar at Spike's belly again.

Spike opened her mouth to respond, but a loud burp came out instead. " I'm fine...let's keep going" she gurgled as she reached for her mug again. Flora shook her head.

" So stubborn" she said with a sigh. " But then again you always where". She walked out from behind the counter and took a seat next to the bloated girl. " Your going to bust a gut if you keep going. Look at yourself!". Spike looked down at her stomach, poking it a little.

"This is nothing" she responded. " I won't stop until I prove I can drink more then you". She grabbed Flora's mug off the counter and started chugging.

" Soon you won't be able to hold anymore" replied Flora as she rested a hand on Spike's belly. With each gulp the girl took Flora felt her belly swell a little. Spike felt the button on her pant's giving away. And when she finished the mug and set it down, the button on the front of her jean's burst off. " That should be proof enough".

Spike let out a small moan as she attempted to stand. It took a little while with the added weight, but she managed. Her belly sloshed with each movement she made. " I'm not feeling to hot..." she grunted, holding her stomach in both hand's. After a grief pause she made a weird expression. " And I really gotta go..." she added, looking over at the bathroom. She began walking towards the bathroom. Though her walk had turned more into a waddle because of her stomach. Just as she was about to reach the bathroom Flora grabbed her by the shoulders.

" Oh no you don't" she said sternly. " You said you wanted to prove you could drink more then me. I told you to stop, but you didn't listen. Your to stubborn Spike. It's time you learned your lesson". She turned Spike around and gave her a slap on her plump ass, making Spike cry out angerily.

" What the hell?!" she cried as Flora lead her back to the bar. When she opened her mouth to say something else, Flora brought another mug to her lip's and tipped the drink down her throat. Spike put her hand's on her belly, feeling it grow a little more from the drink. Her stomach was already rather large. Double the size of a fully inflated beach ball. She noticed her breasts had also grown a little larger, feeling them press against her shirt more then hey usually did. " N-no more..." moaned Spike when Flora took the mug away. " I really do feel like I'll burst".

" You should have thought of that before" answered Flora sternly. Even though she spoke sternly she wore a smile on her face. " I think we can speed this up a little". Reaching over she grabbed the beer nozzle from over the counter. Spike's eye's widened a little when she realized what Flora was going to do.

" Hey, don't you even think about-Mmmf!" she started to say but got cut off as Flora stuffed the nozzle in her mouth. She tried pulling it away but Flora was surprisenly strong for a woman her size. Spike felt a sudden rush of beer flood into her mouth, causing her cheeks to bloat up a little before it rushed down her throat. It was almost to fast for her to swallow. She tried to struggle, to get away from the older woman. But Fora kept a firm grip on her. And her steadily growning belly was weighing her down. Looking down she could see it growing larger and larger.

" I guess you proved me wrong Spike. You really can hold more then me" taunted Flora with a smile on her face. She reached down with her free hand and started rubbing and squeezing Spike's ass, making the girl squirm. She wasn't attracted to Spike in any way, but she was enjoying poking fun at her. She noticed as Spike's belly sloshed bigger, so did her breasts. They looked rather cramped in her "Satan's Lil' Angel" tank top. Spike wrapped her arm's around her now massive belly in a very feutil attempt to somehow stop the growth. But it did nothing. She suddenly felt her belly hit the floor. The massive orb of flesh rested against the hardwood floor, jiggling around with each movement Spike made.

"Mmmph! Mmmm..." was all Spike could get out. Flora looked her over for a few moments.

" I never thought you'd be able to hold THIS much" she said, almost in amazement. " It almost makes me wonder how much you can hold...". That smle of her's slowly crept across her face as she pushed Spike without warning. Despite the huge weight in her front, Spike's arm's windmilled a little as she fell backward onto the floor with a heavy thud, her belly sloshing around as she did. Her stomach took up most of her view, unable to see anything past it. Her breast's where steadily growing as well, nearly bursting out of her top at this point. Now that Flora had let her go she reached up with both hand's in an attempt to pull the nozzle out. But her breast's had grown large enough to keep her from reaching it directly. Her hands wrapped around the hose of the nozzle, but she couldn't pull it out from this angle. Clamping her hands around the hose tightly she managed to stop the flow of beer. Though she saw a bulge in the hose quickly growing bigger behind her hand's. Flora couldn't help but laugh. " wonder if your ticklish" she said slyly as she began to rub Spike's belly. The blonde blushed a little as the bartender rubbed, squeezed, and tickled her massive belly. Spike felt her grip loosening, hard as she tried to keep a hold of it. That mixed with the force of the build up forced her hands away from the hose. A huge amount of beer flowed into her mouth and straight down her throat without her having to swallow. Flora watched as the girl grew quite a bit faster from the sudden surge of liquid.

"Well Spike, it's been fun. But it's about time I closed up for the night" said Flora suddenly. Spike looked up at her, almost in horror.

"Mmmph!" she cried, shaking her head a little.

" Don't worry silly. I'll be back to check on you. Tomorrow" she replied, patting th girl on the stomach one last time before she left Spike's view. In the distance she heard the door to the bar close, and the faint sound of the lock locking. Spike turned her attention back to her ever growing belly and breast's. Flora had left her there, alone. And she was still swelling bigger. And bigger. And bigger.

Description
Alone in the local bar, the Down Under, Spike lifted her large glass mug to her lips to finish off her drink. The Down Under was rather popular and usually pretty packed. But it was later at night and everyone had left. Everyone except Spike and the bartender. Putting her mug down, Spike rested her head in her hand and pushed the mug towards the person on the other side of the wooden counter. " Give me another one" she demanded.

" And how are you gonnna pay?" asked the bartender, a lovely younger woman in her mid twenties. She had long brown hair with a yellow bandana tied around it, and brown eyes to match. She was dressed in a light grey long sleeve shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, and a pair of tight blue jeans.

" Just put it on my tab Flora" replied Spike with a wave of her hand. Taking Spike's glass, Floa rolled her eyes.

" If you payed your tab I could buy a second house" she grumbled to herself. Grabbing a hold of the beer nozzle she poured up another drink and passed it to the blonde. Spike grabbed it and took another swallow. " Have you ever considered cutting back Spike?" asked Floa suddenly.

Spike lowered her glass and stared at her for a moment. " No" she said simply before downing the rest of her drink quickly.

" Drinking so much can't be good for you" continued Flora as she started wiping the counter. " Not to mention costly. And that's money you don't have. Otherwise you would have paid me back already". She gave the thug a hard stare as she said this.

Spike returned the stare. " Sound's like your actually trying to lose business" she replied. " Pretty stupid. Besides, I like drinking. I can out drink anyone in this town".

"Oh really?"

"Damn straight!"

Flora smiled a little and leaned over the counter a bit. " Well I think I happen to be pretty good at holding my liquor. Might even be better then you". Spike gave the woman a rather cold stare.

" Pfft, as if" she replied. " I'd love to see you try. In fact, let's have a drinking contest. right here, right now".

The bartender looked Spike over for a few moments. " Are you sure?" she asked. " You've already had a few drink's tonight. Might give me the advantage".

"Shut up, grab a mug, and fill mine up" snapped Spike, a little annoyed at this point. Flora shrugged, and grabbed a glass for herself and filled them both up.

"Well then, cheers. Best of luck Spike" she said as she started drinking.

" I don't need luck" mumbled Spike as she started chugging her own drink. The liquid slid easily down her throat as she swallowed, finishing her drink rather quickly. When she brought the mug down she saw the Flora had also finished. " Your faster then I thought you where" she said with a smirk.

" I've had more then my fair share of beer over the year's" replied Flora with a smile as she refilled both mug's again. " Round two". Both girls grabbed their mug's and started chugging. This time Spike thought the beer was thicker. More filling. Maybe those drinks before hand did put me at a disadvantage, she thought. She felt rather full. Or bloated rather. Finishing her drink she slammed the mug back onto the counter. Flora had already fnished and was smirking at her. " Getting slower?" she asked with a raise of her eyebrow.

"I've had more then you" Spike shot back. " So what if I'm a little slower. I'll still beat you. Keep'em coming!". Flora stared at her for a moment before refilling both mugs again. Withing 5 minutes each girl had finished off another three mug's. Spike must have looked a little ill because Flora offered to call it off. " Fuck that!" yelled Spike in response. Pouring Spike another glass, Flora glanced over the counter and smiled at what she saw. Spike had failed to notice she was beginning to get a bit of a beer gut. Her stomach was going out over the hem of her tight fitting black jean's, and it looked a little rounder.

"Well let's keep going then" said Flora cheerfully as she tipped the mug to her lip's. The night slowly passed on as the contest continued. Spike found it harder and harder to force the beer down her throat. Every glass made her belly swell larger. At this point it has grown large enough to fill her lap. Spike was aware of it now, and she slumped onto the counter a little, rubbing her belly with one hand. It felt hard, yet squishy and soft at the same time as he fingers dug into her flesh. " I think you should stop while your ahead Spike" commented Flora, looking over the bar at Spike's belly again.

Spike opened her mouth to respond, but a loud burp came out instead. " I'm fine...let's keep going" she gurgled as she reached for her mug again. Flora shook her head.

" So stubborn" she said with a sigh. " But then again you always where". She walked out from behind the counter and took a seat next to the bloated girl. " Your going to bust a gut if you keep going. Look at yourself!". Spike looked down at her stomach, poking it a little.

"This is nothing" she responded. " I won't stop until I prove I can drink more then you". She grabbed Flora's mug off the counter and started chugging.

" Soon you won't be able to hold anymore" replied Flora as she rested a hand on Spike's belly. With each gulp the girl took Flora felt her belly swell a little. Spike felt the button on her pant's giving away. And when she finished the mug and set it down, the button on the front of her jean's burst off. " That should be proof enough".

Spike let out a small moan as she attempted to stand. It took a little while with the added weight, but she managed. Her belly sloshed with each movement she made. " I'm not feeling to hot..." she grunted, holding her stomach in both hand's. After a grief pause she made a weird expression. " And I really gotta go..." she added, looking over at the bathroom. She began walking towards the bathroom. Though her walk had turned more into a waddle because of her stomach. Just as she was about to reach the bathroom Flora grabbed her by the shoulders.

" Oh no you don't" she said sternly. " You said you wanted to prove you could drink more then me. I told you to stop, but you didn't listen. Your to stubborn Spike. It's time you learned your lesson". She turned Spike around and gave her a slap on her plump ass, making Spike cry out angerily.

" What the hell?!" she cried as Flora lead her back to the bar. When she opened her mouth to say something else, Flora brought another mug to her lip's and tipped the drink down her throat. Spike put her hand's on her belly, feeling it grow a little more from the drink. Her stomach was already rather large. Double the size of a fully inflated beach ball. She noticed her breasts had also grown a little larger, feeling them press against her shirt more then hey usually did. " N-no more..." moaned Spike when Flora took the mug away. " I really do feel like I'll burst".

" You should have thought of that before" answered Flora sternly. Even though she spoke sternly she wore a smile on her face. " I think we can speed this up a little". Reaching over she grabbed the beer nozzle from over the counter. Spike's eye's widened a little when she realized what Flora was going to do.

" Hey, don't you even think about-Mmmf!" she started to say but got cut off as Flora stuffed the nozzle in her mouth. She tried pulling it away but Flora was surprisenly strong for a woman her size. Spike felt a sudden rush of beer flood into her mouth, causing her cheeks to bloat up a little before it rushed down her throat. It was almost to fast for her to swallow. She tried to struggle, to get away from the older woman. But Fora kept a firm grip on her. And her steadily growning belly was weighing her down. Looking down she could see it growing larger and larger.

" I guess you proved me wrong Spike. You really can hold more then me" taunted Flora with a smile on her face. She reached down with her free hand and started rubbing and squeezing Spike's ass, making the girl squirm. She wasn't attracted to Spike in any way, but she was enjoying poking fun at her. She noticed as Spike's belly sloshed bigger, so did her breasts. They looked rather cramped in her "Satan's Lil' Angel" tank top. Spike wrapped her arm's around her now massive belly in a very feutil attempt to somehow stop the growth. But it did nothing. She suddenly felt her belly hit the floor. The massive orb of flesh rested against the hardwood floor, jiggling around with each movement Spike made.

"Mmmph! Mmmm..." was all Spike could get out. Flora looked her over for a few moments.

" I never thought you'd be able to hold THIS much" she said, almost in amazement. " It almost makes me wonder how much you can hold...". That smle of her's slowly crept across her face as she pushed Spike without warning. Despite the huge weight in her front, Spike's arm's windmilled a little as she fell backward onto the floor with a heavy thud, her belly sloshing around as she did. Her stomach took up most of her view, unable to see anything past it. Her breast's where steadily growing as well, nearly bursting out of her top at this point. Now that Flora had let her go she reached up with both hand's in an attempt to pull the nozzle out. But her breast's had grown large enough to keep her from reaching it directly. Her hands wrapped around the hose of the nozzle, but she couldn't pull it out from this angle. Clamping her hands around the hose tightly she managed to stop the flow of beer. Though she saw a bulge in the hose quickly growing bigger behind her hand's. Flora couldn't help but laugh. " wonder if your ticklish" she said slyly as she began to rub Spike's belly. The blonde blushed a little as the bartender rubbed, squeezed, and tickled her massive belly. Spike felt her grip loosening, hard as she tried to keep a hold of it. That mixed with the force of the build up forced her hands away from the hose. A huge amount of beer flowed into her mouth and straight down her throat without her having to swallow. Flora watched as the girl grew quite a bit faster from the sudden surge of liquid.

"Well Spike, it's been fun. But it's about time I closed up for the night" said Flora suddenly. Spike looked up at her, almost in horror.

"Mmmph!" she cried, shaking her head a little.

" Don't worry silly. I'll be back to check on you. Tomorrow" she replied, patting th girl on the stomach one last time before she left Spike's view. In the distance she heard the door to the bar close, and the faint sound of the lock locking. Spike turned her attention back to her ever growing belly and breast's. Flora had left her there, alone. And she was still swelling bigger. And bigger. And bigger.