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Chapter Seventy-One
               Time spanned endlessly, as blissful and lazy as the sparkling sea, and as the days passed one by one, so too did the last of the starters.
Naturally, our newest members shared plenty of stories about those harrowing, final days in the Starter Resort, where they’d been subjected to ever-increasing pressure to burst their pigskins. The orcs mocked them mercilessly for their every shortcoming and failure, and as more starters burst and left, the remainder were hounded by more and more raving orcs.
But for all the torments the remaining starters endured, none was worse than when the tormenting suddenly stopped. All the yelling and rushing-about was replaced with soft words and sinister smiles. It seemed to the last few starters that the orcs had given-up on them, and it felt worse than any harsh words ever could.
There were only seven starters left when they were all herded into the nearly-empty glass chow hall for the strangest development yet. The orcs lined themselves up before them, a long, glass table separating them from the seven miserable starters. Then – all-smiles – more orcs entered with huge, heavy sacks and poured their weighty contents across the table’s surface: gold. Heaps of it. More than any one of them had seen in their lives. Still smiling, the orcs offered a deal: quit and be paid a Sultan’s dowry worth their weight in gold – or risk failing to burst in time and leave empty-handed.
It was a tempting offer – tempting enough for two of the girls to stand-up and quit on the spot, and perhaps more would’ve followed their example if not for a certain stubborn dwarven girl named Gertrude.
It was Gertrude who was telling us how she convinced the others not to quit as we listened in a semi-circle on the beach. I could see that she was tall for a dwarf and sported long, black locks of hair rather than the typical blonde or red. It was likely she had some human blood flowing in her veins, though I knew better than to ask a dwarf about her lineage. I’d seen her among us before, but she’d always been reserved and quiet. Now her keen, narrow eyes were kindled with great vigour, and her stocky arms waved wildly as she retold her glorious victory over the enemy orcs – in other words, typical dwarven behaviour.
Equally typical, her tale was far longer than it needed to be for something that apparently happened so suddenly. Indeed, as she’d stood defiantly before the orcs smiling down upon her like a pack of wolves, she proclaimed that she would not accept any bribes and that she would burst her pigskin and leap into Sultan Ibrahim’s sultan-sized bed at any cost. No sooner had the words passed her lips, her belly ripped free of her pigskin with such force that one of the orcs flinched and fell into the heap of gold with a tumultuous crash.
Gertrude was escorted out of the glass chow hall without a word, but the orcs’ plan was thwarted. None of the other girls took the bribe and they all burst by next morning. All told, there were now forty-four of us, losing two to the bribes, five to failing, and then regaining Gnobbo (who’d failed and snuck ashore).
Naturally, as Gertrude finished her tale, the girls hailed her as a hero. That one act of dwarven stubbornness had turned her from a quiet, little-known starter into something of an orc-fighter – the only one among us who’d “felled” an orc. Yet as the girls congratulated and doted upon her, I sombrely peered towards the sea and pondered the ramifications of her story.
The orcs had offered the girls their weight in gold to quiet. Why? An old memory of Lesh explaining to us why we didn’t use alchemy to enhance our fattening diets. She’d told us it was far too expensive to waste such things on starters who might not make it to the Harem. Another memory: she said she knew some of us had joined for free meals, for the harvest this season was bleak. The implications were clear: the famine out there was getting worse, so much so that the orcs had offered to pay the girls to leave to minimize the mouths to feed.
Now as for alchemy… what had become of our harvest? We’d spent every spare hour at the Starter Resort growing alchemic ingredients, and had even stored growth potion for later use – later use for us? When?
My grim thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Gertrude splashing her way into the salty waves of the sea to frolic with her new friends, disturbing the waves I’d been staring at. I took a deep breath and stretched my arms overhead. Well then! If there was famine, perhaps a tropical paradise was the best place to be!
If only my tits weren’t aching so…
 
“Oomph…” I grunted as I shifted myself for a better seat in the sand. “I can’t keep eating like this… this time I mean it.”
“S’alright Zaiv,” Aniya wrapped her arm around my bloated waist with one hand and patted the taut dome of my stuffed gut with the other. “Take your time to digest. There’s some berries I wanna feed you when you’re good to go.”
“No,” I groaned. “Listen… if I keep eating, something’s going to explode…”
“You’ll be alright,” Aniya rubbed my tormented belly for emphasis. “Everyone else is still eating and none of them are complaining. See?”
I took a slow breath and looked around. We were all at the beach again, the forty-four of us having completed another stroll around the island looking for new food to enjoy. It had been a bountiful trip – perhaps too bountiful. Some of these girls hadn’t stopped chewing all day! But I couldn’t admit that to Aniya, so I kept looking, searching for someone else too stuffed to eat.
There was Gertrude, working-away at a pile of driftwood in the sand. She hoped to put her dwarven skills to use and kindle a bonfire for us. I was about to point-out she’d stopped eating – until I saw her absent-mindedly pop something into her mouth. My search continued.
There was Basschin and Bobette. Basschin was still human, but that wouldn’t last with the sun getting so close to setting. She was shyly-tugging Bobette towards the woods even now, itching to hide her transformation from the rest of us. She may not be quiet any longer, but she was still bashful. In any case, I couldn’t point to either of them as examples of those feeling overstuffed while they were hidden.
There was Victoria gossiping and laughing in the midst of a throng of new friends as they all sipped on cracked coconuts. The faux-noblewoman was back in her element now that the stresses and torments of the Starter Resort were a distant memory, and her old, surly confidence and pride was returning. It was all too easy to imagine her as a hostess to an outdoor social, the coconut milk taking the place of fine wine. Unfortunately, neither Victoria nor any of her new admirers could serve me as an example while they were still clearly drinking – especially when the nexus of their doting admiration was Victoria’s impressively-round belly. Even now, one of the girls patted it like Victoria were expecting a newborn rather than tummyaches. Bad example. Had to find someone…
And then there was Gnobbo. She was making a fuss as Cinder tried feeding her. Was she really the only other girl I could find who didn’t want to eat? No. Just… no. There had to be someone else…
“Zaiva?” Aniya thrummed her fingertips over my belly. “You ready for more?”
“Ugh… can’t,” I grunted. “Not one bite.”
“Aw, don’t be like that,” she purred. “There’s no way you’re already full. Besides…” she leaned closer for a conspiratorial whisper. “… I need to fatten you up.”
“Why me?” I glared at her.
“Cause you’re tall,” she replied as if it explained everything. Then, after I didn’t reply, continued: “We gotta make those giant cups overflow so we can get into the Villa, remember? Think of all the meat we can pack on those big bones of yours. That’s why we need you fatter – more than most of us.”
I was going to reply when Pixie wandered past. “Hey Aniya, hi Zaiva,” she stopped curiously by our side. “Whatcha doing?”
“Oh, just massaging Zaiv’s belly,” Aniya replied as she stroked said belly in slow, sensual circles. “Wanna help? She’s feeling full.”
“Aww, you got tummy trouble?” Pixie leaned-in all-smiles, exposing a full foot of cleavage between her gargantuan breasts.
“Wow…” I groaned. “When did your tits get so big?”
“When I started eating good,” she stepped back to pose for me. “See how fat I’m getting? My stomach’s starting to hang a little bit.”
“Yeah, see that Zaiv?” Aniya cooed. “That’s what we need your belly to do. I get it – I get how hard it is for you since drow don’t eat much, but look: if elves like me can get big, so can you. I mean, look at Seerah and Lydia over there.”
I did so and spotted the two elves sitting on a log with their soft, fatty backs to us. At the mention of their names, they looked over their shoulders at us.
“Huh?” Seerah swallowed a mouthful of mango. “What’s up?”
“Just telling Zaiv that she can get fat even if she is an elf. You two did, obviously. Like… I don’t think I’ve ever seen an elf who wasn’t thin, but here you two are with bellies touching your thighs – and I see those love-handles, Lydia!”
“Thank you!” Seelah sang happily. “You look bigger since we got here.”
“Yup,” Aniya patted her rump for emphasis. “This thing’s wide as a watermelon now – and Zaiva’s gonna get bigger than all of us once I’m done with her.”
“Please no,” I groaned as the girls circled me like sharks. “I’m already stuffed.”
“It’s going to be alright, Zaiva,” Pixie massaged my belly, her enormous breasts squashing lightly against me. “I used to struggle eating too. You just need to keep eating when you feel full. It actually feels pretty good.”
“Being able to breathe feels better,” I replied bitterly, though the massaging hands felt good.
“I think I can help with that,” Aniya smiled coyishly. “Just need to pull your pigskin off to give your chest some room. What? You’re looking at me like I’m crazy.”
“You want to strip me here and now?”
“Why not? It’s just us girls. Besides… we’ve done it before…”
Our conversation was mercifully cut short by a cry of excitement from the girls by the treeline. Bobette and Basschin had returned, the latter finished with her catlike transformation – and cradled in their arms was the largest coconut crab I’d ever seen. My blood chilled. It’s shell was bleached white.
“We did it!” Bobette raised her half of the crab in triumph. “We found the albino crab!”
It was at that exact moment when everything went wrong. Basschin struggled to raise her half of the crab, and as she carelessly lifted it past her furred, fuzzy tits, the crab’s pig pincer clamped-down upon her thumb and pinched.
“Mraugh!” Basschin yelped and hissed as she thrashed her arm to free herself.
Everyone ducked for cover from the werecat’s wild swings. She was far stronger than she appeared, flailing the huge crab through the air like a jester waving a guidon, yet even as the crab spun wildly, it never released its grip. Basschin was helpless – until she wasn’t.
“Wrayyur!” with a final, wrathful cry, Basschin swiped at the crab with her free hand, and the crab went flying – straight at my face.

alright too much discourse here, here's a poki gif instead

It's always a drought and we barely get scraps 

We're pretty much in a drought and people are getting desperate. 

Twice now we get rumors about upcoming episodes of shows doing WG plots. I get it, it's upsetting that cartoons don't do WG plots much anymore and we want to claim something totally is, even if it's an unfounded rumor. I don't watch cartoons for WG plots anymore, I got the internet, I got this site. I just live with it. For new FAs, they can find old stuff and eventually go down the FA rabbit hole. I discovered 90's WG thanks to the internet. 

getting your belly massaged by someone other than yourself is soooo hotttt 🥵 

Chapter Seventy
               Basschin and Bobette didn’t leave the beach right away, and I ended-up falling asleep with Aniya atop the sand dune. Now as I opened my eyes, the horizon was singed red with the sunrise, and I could barely keep them open. Still, with the beach finally clear of eavesdroppers, I finally had a chance to tell Aniya everything I knew of the Villa’s secrets and Gnobbo’s treachery.
               “Wow,” she lay upon me in the morning twilight, tracing thoughtful circles over my belly with her fingertip. “No wonder you didn’t share anything with me last night. But what about Gnobbo?”
               “What about her?” I muttered wearily.
“It’s bad enough she tried to kill you, but you say you knew about her tricks since the Starter Resort? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I found out after you’d burst and left me behind, remember?”
“But you could’ve told me when you arrived on the island.”
“When? We’re almost never alone, and when we were, you were telling me your poisoning plan… how’s that going, by the way? Found anything we can use?”
“Nah,” Aniya sighed, her modest breasts pressing lightly against either side of my navel. “This island’s literally paradise. Like, there’s nothing toxic growing here. No snakes, spiders or scorpions either. It’s like those nymphs – uh, acolytes – have purged everything dangerous here. This island’s basically a garden.”
“More like a farm,” I eyed the fat double-mounds of my breasts resting heavily against my chest. As I stared at their quivering tips, Aniya’s head perked-up from between them with keen eyes.
“Speaking of farm,” she smiled. “How’s my precious drow-cow feeling?”
“Tch. Who taught you that nickname?”
“Just something I overheard. Need some help? I could uh… take a load off your shoulders.”
“Focus, fatass,” I snapped, though it only made her giggle. “We need to decide what to do about Gnobbo.”
“Oh, that’s simple. We do nothing.”
“Are you mad? She tried to throw me off a cliff!”
“Hear me out, Zaiv,” Aniya boosted herself up my torso until her head was resting on my breasts. “It’s not like we can get rid of her. The other girls wouldn’t just get upset; they’d start wondering and asking questions.”
“But we can’t leave her alone either.”
“Sure we can. Gnobbo’s obviously had a grudge on you for weeks, but if she could kill you, she would’ve tried ages ago. She can’t kill you the same reason you can’t kill her: it would cause too much drama.”
“But what if she tries anyway?”
“Easy: I’ll protect you. Hold your hand every day and sleep with you every night. She’ll never have a chance.”
“Well…” I was taken aback by her proposition. It wasn’t an unusual request, but I was beginning to get a feel for what her true feelings were. She loved me and this was her excuse to stay close with me. I loved her back, of course, but admitting that to myself made my cold, calculating mind freeze-up. How was I to respond? “That’s reasonable…”
“Facts,” Aniya’s eyelashes fluttered. “Let’s kiss to seal the deal.”
“Only if we sleep-in right after,” I stretched my whole body against the sand and felt grains get in my pigskin. “I’m exhausted.”
With that, Aniya cupped my face between her hands and gave me the longest kiss I’d ever had.
“I can feel your cheeks filling-out,” she nestled her head against my neck. “My little chipmunk – eep!”
“Ass,” I spanked her hard enough to leave a handprint. “Close your eyes and sleep already.”
So it was that as the sun rose, we drifted into slumber in each other’s arms.
 
As we climbed the driftwood bridge to the treehouses, we found the girls gathered in the living room, listening with bated breath to Gnobbo as she half-spoke, half-mimed some spectacular tale while Cinder translated when necessary. I noted that Bobette and Basschin hadn’t yet returned from their “crab hunting” romp, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“What’s up?” Aniya asked, grabbing my hand.
“Gnobbo doesn’t know I made it out,” I grinned like a wolf. “Bet she’s weaving some grand lie to explain why I’m missing. Can’t wait to see the look on her face when she realizes I escaped her a second time.”
“Bet,” Aniya squeezed my hand.
Together, stepped into the living room’s doorframe and waited for the girls to notice us. Gnobbo had her back to us, waving her arms overhead as she continued her stupid story.
“Drow… big splash – big… pwah!” Gnobbo spread her arms, mimicking a mighty splash. “And shark… shark bite! Bite drow! And… and…”
The lying little bitch finally noticed the dead silence in the room and how every face that had been staring at her was now gasping wide-eyed just over her little shoulder. Slowly, she followed their gaze, eyes widening as she slowly began to realize not only that I’d escaped the Villa, but also that she might be in great danger.
“No, do go on,” I smiled with folded arms and leaned against the doorframe. “Tell us the part about the shark again.”
“Zaiva!” Victoria gasped. “You’re alive! Oh, thank the gods and goddesses! But that means…”
All heads turned back to Gnobbo, who made a spontaneous dash for the nearest exit – only to be snatched by a quick-thinking Aniya.
“Oh, no you don’t!” Aniya held her by the back of her pigskin’s collar. “I think you should stick-around for Zaiv’s version of the story – right Zaiv?” she gave me a wink.
“Oh, yes,” I smirked. “Gather ‘round me girls. This’ll be fun.”
“Down!” Gnobbo thrashed like a trapped cat. Put down!”
“First of all,” the boom of my voice intimidated her to silence. “What did Gnobbo tell all of you? I’ll be setting this record straight… yes, Cinder?”
“Um…” the half-giantess twiddled her fingers nervously. “She said you found some bewries, but they wewr on a bwanch ovur the ocean…”
“Ah, the berries,” I grinned. “Of course she’d mention berries. What happened next?”
“You fehwl.”
“And there was a shark?”
“… yes.”
“Well! It seems our smallest-headed friend forgot a few details!” I stepped into their midst, thrumming my fingers on the table while thinking of my own lie. “You see… I didn’t go hunting for berries at night. Gnobbo’s too scared to shit alone and I guess it was my turn to take her – you could say I have experience with her shit.”
“Tell ‘em, Zaiv!” Aniya hyped me from the doorway as Gnobbo squirmed in her hand.
“Now as it turned-out, there’s ah… plenty of things to trip over in the dark – little pests on two legs, for example. Let’s just say I took a little bath in the sea while skipping after this troublemaker – and you know what she did? She ran away! Now I come back to find her spinning tall tales about a shark?”
“Ooh, roasted!” Aniya pumped her fist – along with Gnobbo. “This coward is so cooked!”
A quick glance at my audience confirmed to me my story rang true in their ears. We had all been forced to deal with Gnobbo’s conniving schemes and cowardice before, so it was believable. Hence, the lie was accepted without a fuss. I even saw multiple girls nod knowingly amongst one another. Yet there remained one among us who knew the grizzly, inconvenient truth, and my next move depended on her reaction.
I stared expectantly at Gnobbo, who stared back without blinking. A strange expression crossed her face: a mixture of surprise and wonder followed by realization and quiet acknowledgement. I loved to see it! She knew what I’d just done for her. We both had our ulterior motives for infiltrating the Harem, and neither of us could jeopardize our missions with any more violence. My lie was a truce offering, an unspoken deal to keep the status quo.
“That’s what really happened,” I took a step towards Aniya and Gnobbo, looming over them both with my overwhelming height. “Isn’t that right?”
Slowly, biting her lip, Gnobbo nodded.
From the crowd of onlookers, a hand was raised. It was Pixie.
“Question,” she said. “What about that shark? Was there a shark?”
Aniya set Gnobbo down and sidled-up to me, smiling – only to lurch forward and nip my upper arm with her teeth.
“Nom,” she hugged me tight.
Everyone laughed.

Chapter Sixty-Nine
               “What?” I reached a hand for one of her thighs wrapped around my waist and felt a full handful of warm, plush meat. “What are you…? No. No, I’m the horse. I’m on top of you.”
               Aniya was hanging off me now, grinning playfully as I held our combined weight on hands and knees. Nervously, I glanced sideways. Were Gnobbo and Cinder getting closer? I couldn’t tell with the sand-dune in the way, for we were romping within a net of white sand. I must’ve been looking too long, because my clueless partner tugged my gaze back towards hers.
               “Now what sense would it make for me to be the horse?” she cooed. “You’re the big one; I’m too little to ride.”
               “Not so little anymore,” I whispered and traced a finger down her shivering chest down towards her navel. “Look at what’s become of your petite, elven body. You were so thin, so emaciated, but now… who knew dark elves could grow so voluptuously?”
               “Why are we whispering?” asked Aniya.
               “So we’re not overheard,” I replied with a nod of my head towards the beach beyond. “There’s others over there.”
               “What if we let them hear us?” Aniya smirked. “Make them jealous?”
               “No.”
               “I like making you blush.”
               “Shut up. I’m… I’m not done talking to you.”
               Aniya obeyed, waiting for me to continue worshipping her. If I could keep her like this, Gnobbo and Cinder might leave and this damn ruse could end.
               “Now where was I?” I reached my arm around her and felt my fingers wrap themselves over a sand-crusted cheek. “Oh, of course. How could we forget your ever-widening ass? It was so small and bony when we first met, but with every greedy meal you’ve stuffed yourself with, it’s grown bigger, spreading wider across your seats, expanding tautly against your pigskin, until finally ripping free like… like puffballs in a bog…”
               “You like my fat ass?’ she whispered with a suggestive wriggle of her hips and a light thrumming of her fingertips on the back of my neck.
               “W-when I saw those dark cheeks bursting free for the first time,” I paused to gather my thoughts. “I… it’s so round and fat now… like… two orbs too big to palm properly in my hand. I’m rubbing them now and they’re smooth and soft as… grain sacks – wine sacks? I-I’m beyond words right now. I’ve never…”
               She silenced me with a finger to my lips. “I know. You’ve always been hard, but now you’re finally getting soft – in so many ways. Lemme show you…”
               Gently – quietly – I lay myself flat upon the sand, trapping Aniya beneath my bulk as her limbs squirmed happily within. She was whispering quietly enough; hopefully she would continue to behave. If not, I could smother her.
               “Look at these,” Aniya released her hold of my neck so she could fondle my breasts. “These have grown so much… I bet they wobble around every time you move. They’re almost bigger than my head.”
               “They were,” I admitted. “Before you drained them last night.”
               “I wonder if they’ll fill again… do you feel full?”
               “No,” I stiffened, unsure if I were telling the truth.
               “A shame. Been feeling thirsty…”
               Snap.
               The noise startled me enough to sit upright. That was close! But I couldn’t see anything on the beach. Gnobbo and Cinder were gone. What, then? I twisted myself backwards to check the treeline and caught sight of two girls skipping their way to the shoreline – one of whom sported round ears and a long tail.
               Basschin and Bobette! I grumbled wordlessly to myself as I reversed my position atop Aniya for a better look. What were they doing here? Neither seemed to notice us yet. Both were holding hands – but it couldn’t last. They were getting way too close. Worse, Basschin was still in her snow leopard form and I just knew those glowing, golden eyes of hers were nocturnal.
               “Hnn…” Aniya purred from behind me. “Nice ass. I think it’s bigger than mine.”
               Smack.
               Did she just slap my ass? And was it jiggling? There was no time to dwell on that; I had to silence this stupid elf – immediately!
               Out of options, I sat on her face.
               “Mm…? Hrm…!”
               Success. The dark elf was squirming, but there was no escape. My ass was like a plush pair of cushions burying her face and muffling her screams. Could she breathe? Her muffled moaning implied that she could.
               So far so good. All I had to do now was wait for the interlopers to pass… except they weren’t. In fact, they were getting closer. They were going to see us! My only option left was to crouch flat and hope they didn’t crest the dune.
               So it was that I lay myself across the full length of Aniya’s body in the most undignified position of my life, with my face flush with her crotch and my ass flush with her face. It was all I could do to subdue her as quietly as possible. Even now, I could hear the two girls getting closer.
               “Do you think…” Basschin’s voice carried across the dunes. “Coconut crabs sleep outside?”
               “Basschin…” Bobette called breathlessly. “Slow down…”
               “If we run… maybe we can catch… some crabs…”
               “But I don’t wanna catch crabs,” Bobette replied.
               The footsteps stopped. “Then what should we do?”
               “Kiss?”
               I didn’t hear Basschin’s reply because a sudden sting on my ass had me biting my tongue to keep myself from crying-out. Did Aniya just bite me? Another sting confirmed it. She was gnawing at my ass like it were some overripe peach! Damn her! Was there anything that would make her quiet? Perhaps a taste of her own medicine would give her pause…
               It was right there in front of me – that nether region where thighs and pelvis converge. It was the last thing I wanted in my mouth, but I’d do what I must. I opened wide, lurched forward, and took the biggest, most punishing bite I could.
               “Mm!” Aniya squealed and I felt her thighs flex wildly against either side of my head. Yet I refused to pry my jaws loose from the ghastly prize. It was working! I felt her teeth relaxing their hold on my ass, leaving only a throbbing bitemark.
               But that was the moment my luck ran out. Aniya spanked my still-throbbing rump so hard that I swore it echoed off the Villa’s walls. After that, the near-silence was painfully loud. Only the crashing waves broke the silence.
               “What was that?” Bobette’s voice carried from just beyond the ridge.
               “Over here!” Basschin called. “It came from over here – oh…”
               Slowly, I released my grip on Aniya’s crotch and stared-upwards. The two girls were staring-down at me and Aniya, utterly-dumbfounded.
               “W-what are you two doing?” gasped Bobette.
               Basschin was suddenly overtaken by the whole situation and hid behind her friend. Her fear puzzled me. Did we truly look so appalling? Appalling or not, we’d been caught in spite of my best efforts. Perhaps it wasn’t too late to act natural?
               “What?” I shrugged. “You never uh… slept in sixty-nine style?”
               Aniya detached her mouth from me and managed to gasp loudly for breath. “It’s nice,” she said with unusual calmness. “Oh… uh, don’t tell Vicky, all right? She wouldn’t get it.”

Chapter Seventy
               Basschin and Bobette didn’t leave the beach right away, and I ended-up falling asleep with Aniya atop the sand dune. Now as I opened my eyes, the horizon was singed red with the sunrise, and I could barely keep them open. Still, with the beach finally clear of eavesdroppers, I finally had a chance to tell Aniya everything I knew of the Villa’s secrets and Gnobbo’s treachery.
               “Wow,” she lay upon me in the morning twilight, tracing thoughtful circles over my belly with her fingertip. “No wonder you didn’t share anything with me last night. But what about Gnobbo?”
               “What about her?” I muttered wearily.
“It’s bad enough she tried to kill you, but you say you knew about her tricks since the Starter Resort? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I found out after you’d burst and left me behind, remember?”
“But you could’ve told me when you arrived on the island.”
“When? We’re almost never alone, and when we were, you were telling me your poisoning plan… how’s that going, by the way? Found anything we can use?”
“Nah,” Aniya sighed, her modest breasts pressing lightly against either side of my navel. “This island’s literally paradise. Like, there’s nothing toxic growing here. No snakes, spiders or scorpions either. It’s like those nymphs – uh, acolytes – have purged everything dangerous here. This island’s basically a garden.”
“More like a farm,” I eyed the fat double-mounds of my breasts resting heavily against my chest. As I stared at their quivering tips, Aniya’s head perked-up from between them with keen eyes.
“Speaking of farm,” she smiled. “How’s my precious drow-cow feeling?”
“Tch. Who taught you that nickname?”
“Just something I overheard. Need some help? I could uh… take a load off your shoulders.”
“Focus, fatass,” I snapped, though it only made her giggle. “We need to decide what to do about Gnobbo.”
“Oh, that’s simple. We do nothing.”
“Are you mad? She tried to throw me off a cliff!”
“Hear me out, Zaiv,” Aniya boosted herself up my torso until her head was resting on my breasts. “It’s not like we can get rid of her. The other girls wouldn’t just get upset; they’d start wondering and asking questions.”
“But we can’t leave her alone either.”
“Sure we can. Gnobbo’s obviously had a grudge on you for weeks, but if she could kill you, she would’ve tried ages ago. She can’t kill you the same reason you can’t kill her: it would cause too much drama.”
“But what if she tries anyway?”
“Easy: I’ll protect you. Hold your hand every day and sleep with you every night. She’ll never have a chance.”
“Well…” I was taken aback by her proposition. It wasn’t an unusual request, but I was beginning to get a feel for what her true feelings were. She loved me and this was her excuse to stay close with me. I loved her back, of course, but admitting that to myself made my cold, calculating mind freeze-up. How was I to respond? “That’s reasonable…”
“Facts,” Aniya’s eyelashes fluttered. “Let’s kiss to seal the deal.”
“Only if we sleep-in right after,” I stretched my whole body against the sand and felt grains get in my pigskin. “I’m exhausted.”
With that, Aniya cupped my face between her hands and gave me the longest kiss I’d ever had.
“I can feel your cheeks filling-out,” she nestled her head against my neck. “My little chipmunk – eep!”
“Ass,” I spanked her hard enough to leave a handprint. “Close your eyes and sleep already.”
So it was that as the sun rose, we drifted into slumber in each other’s arms.
 
As we climbed the driftwood bridge to the treehouses, we found the girls gathered in the living room, listening with bated breath to Gnobbo as she half-spoke, half-mimed some spectacular tale while Cinder translated when necessary. I noted that Bobette and Basschin hadn’t yet returned from their “crab hunting” romp, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“What’s up?” Aniya asked, grabbing my hand.
“Gnobbo doesn’t know I made it out,” I grinned like a wolf. “Bet she’s weaving some grand lie to explain why I’m missing. Can’t wait to see the look on her face when she realizes I escaped her a second time.”
“Bet,” Aniya squeezed my hand.
Together, stepped into the living room’s doorframe and waited for the girls to notice us. Gnobbo had her back to us, waving her arms overhead as she continued her stupid story.
“Drow… big splash – big… pwah!” Gnobbo spread her arms, mimicking a mighty splash. “And shark… shark bite! Bite drow! And… and…”
The lying little bitch finally noticed the dead silence in the room and how every face that had been staring at her was now gasping wide-eyed just over her little shoulder. Slowly, she followed their gaze, eyes widening as she slowly began to realize not only that I’d escaped the Villa, but also that she might be in great danger.
“No, do go on,” I smiled with folded arms and leaned against the doorframe. “Tell us the part about the shark again.”
“Zaiva!” Victoria gasped. “You’re alive! Oh, thank the gods and goddesses! But that means…”
All heads turned back to Gnobbo, who made a spontaneous dash for the nearest exit – only to be snatched by a quick-thinking Aniya.
“Oh, no you don’t!” Aniya held her by the back of her pigskin’s collar. “I think you should stick-around for Zaiv’s version of the story – right Zaiv?” she gave me a wink.
“Oh, yes,” I smirked. “Gather ‘round me girls. This’ll be fun.”
“Down!” Gnobbo thrashed like a trapped cat. Put down!”
“First of all,” the boom of my voice intimidated her to silence. “What did Gnobbo tell all of you? I’ll be setting this record straight… yes, Cinder?”
“Um…” the half-giantess twiddled her fingers nervously. “She said you found some bewries, but they wewr on a bwanch ovur the ocean…”
“Ah, the berries,” I grinned. “Of course she’d mention berries. What happened next?”
“You fehwl.”
“And there was a shark?”
“… yes.”
“Well! It seems our smallest-headed friend forgot a few details!” I stepped into their midst, thrumming my fingers on the table while thinking of my own lie. “You see… I didn’t go hunting for berries at night. Gnobbo’s too scared to shit alone and I guess it was my turn to take her – you could say I have experience with her shit.”
“Tell ‘em, Zaiv!” Aniya hyped me from the doorway as Gnobbo squirmed in her hand.
“Now as it turned-out, there’s ah… plenty of things to trip over in the dark – little pests on two legs, for example. Let’s just say I took a little bath in the sea while skipping after this troublemaker – and you know what she did? She ran away! Now I come back to find her spinning tall tales about a shark?”
“Ooh, roasted!” Aniya pumped her fist – along with Gnobbo. “This coward is so cooked!”
A quick glance at my audience confirmed to me my story rang true in their ears. We had all been forced to deal with Gnobbo’s conniving schemes and cowardice before, so it was believable. Hence, the lie was accepted without a fuss. I even saw multiple girls nod knowingly amongst one another. Yet there remained one among us who knew the grizzly, inconvenient truth, and my next move depended on her reaction.
I stared expectantly at Gnobbo, who stared back without blinking. A strange expression crossed her face: a mixture of surprise and wonder followed by realization and quiet acknowledgement. I loved to see it! She knew what I’d just done for her. We both had our ulterior motives for infiltrating the Harem, and neither of us could jeopardize our missions with any more violence. My lie was a truce offering, an unspoken deal to keep the status quo.
“That’s what really happened,” I took a step towards Aniya and Gnobbo, looming over them both with my overwhelming height. “Isn’t that right?”
Slowly, biting her lip, Gnobbo nodded.
From the crowd of onlookers, a hand was raised. It was Pixie.
“Question,” she said. “What about that shark? Was there a shark?”
Aniya set Gnobbo down and sidled-up to me, smiling – only to lurch forward and nip my upper arm with her teeth.
“Nom,” she hugged me tight.
Everyone laughed.

A sizeable portion of this thread is lamentations on unfinished @Batman76 stories. You're a true master, man. I was literally gonna add to this by saying I wish you were able to finish the DC Universe Overweight epic... epic... Epic! How could I have forgotten that one! I guess you could say you... bit more than you could chew?

He's not the FA writer we need... but he's the FA writer we deserve.

Chapter Seventy
               Basschin and Bobette didn’t leave the beach right away, and I ended-up falling asleep with Aniya atop the sand dune. Now as I opened my eyes, the horizon was singed red with the sunrise, and I could barely keep them open. Still, with the beach finally clear of eavesdroppers, I finally had a chance to tell Aniya everything I knew of the Villa’s secrets and Gnobbo’s treachery.
               “Wow,” she lay upon me in the morning twilight, tracing thoughtful circles over my belly with her fingertip. “No wonder you didn’t share anything with me last night. But what about Gnobbo?”
               “What about her?” I muttered wearily.
“It’s bad enough she tried to kill you, but you say you knew about her tricks since the Starter Resort? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I found out after you’d burst and left me behind, remember?”
“But you could’ve told me when you arrived on the island.”
“When? We’re almost never alone, and when we were, you were telling me your poisoning plan… how’s that going, by the way? Found anything we can use?”
“Nah,” Aniya sighed, her modest breasts pressing lightly against either side of my navel. “This island’s literally paradise. Like, there’s nothing toxic growing here. No snakes, spiders or scorpions either. It’s like those nymphs – uh, acolytes – have purged everything dangerous here. This island’s basically a garden.”
“More like a farm,” I eyed the fat double-mounds of my breasts resting heavily against my chest. As I stared at their quivering tips, Aniya’s head perked-up from between them with keen eyes.
“Speaking of farm,” she smiled. “How’s my precious drow-cow feeling?”
“Tch. Who taught you that nickname?”
“Just something I overheard. Need some help? I could uh… take a load off your shoulders.”
“Focus, fatass,” I snapped, though it only made her giggle. “We need to decide what to do about Gnobbo.”
“Oh, that’s simple. We do nothing.”
“Are you mad? She tried to throw me off a cliff!”
“Hear me out, Zaiv,” Aniya boosted herself up my torso until her head was resting on my breasts. “It’s not like we can get rid of her. The other girls wouldn’t just get upset; they’d start wondering and asking questions.”
“But we can’t leave her alone either.”
“Sure we can. Gnobbo’s obviously had a grudge on you for weeks, but if she could kill you, she would’ve tried ages ago. She can’t kill you the same reason you can’t kill her: it would cause too much drama.”
“But what if she tries anyway?”
“Easy: I’ll protect you. Hold your hand every day and sleep with you every night. She’ll never have a chance.”
“Well…” I was taken aback by her proposition. It wasn’t an unusual request, but I was beginning to get a feel for what her true feelings were. She loved me and this was her excuse to stay close with me. I loved her back, of course, but admitting that to myself made my cold, calculating mind freeze-up. How was I to respond? “That’s reasonable…”
“Facts,” Aniya’s eyelashes fluttered. “Let’s kiss to seal the deal.”
“Only if we sleep-in right after,” I stretched my whole body against the sand and felt grains get in my pigskin. “I’m exhausted.”
With that, Aniya cupped my face between her hands and gave me the longest kiss I’d ever had.
“I can feel your cheeks filling-out,” she nestled her head against my neck. “My little chipmunk – eep!”
“Ass,” I spanked her hard enough to leave a handprint. “Close your eyes and sleep already.”
So it was that as the sun rose, we drifted into slumber in each other’s arms.
 
As we climbed the driftwood bridge to the treehouses, we found the girls gathered in the living room, listening with bated breath to Gnobbo as she half-spoke, half-mimed some spectacular tale while Cinder translated when necessary. I noted that Bobette and Basschin hadn’t yet returned from their “crab hunting” romp, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“What’s up?” Aniya asked, grabbing my hand.
“Gnobbo doesn’t know I made it out,” I grinned like a wolf. “Bet she’s weaving some grand lie to explain why I’m missing. Can’t wait to see the look on her face when she realizes I escaped her a second time.”
“Bet,” Aniya squeezed my hand.
Together, stepped into the living room’s doorframe and waited for the girls to notice us. Gnobbo had her back to us, waving her arms overhead as she continued her stupid story.
“Drow… big splash – big… pwah!” Gnobbo spread her arms, mimicking a mighty splash. “And shark… shark bite! Bite drow! And… and…”
The lying little bitch finally noticed the dead silence in the room and how every face that had been staring at her was now gasping wide-eyed just over her little shoulder. Slowly, she followed their gaze, eyes widening as she slowly began to realize not only that I’d escaped the Villa, but also that she might be in great danger.
“No, do go on,” I smiled with folded arms and leaned against the doorframe. “Tell us the part about the shark again.”
“Zaiva!” Victoria gasped. “You’re alive! Oh, thank the gods and goddesses! But that means…”
All heads turned back to Gnobbo, who made a spontaneous dash for the nearest exit – only to be snatched by a quick-thinking Aniya.
“Oh, no you don’t!” Aniya held her by the back of her pigskin’s collar. “I think you should stick-around for Zaiv’s version of the story – right Zaiv?” she gave me a wink.
“Oh, yes,” I smirked. “Gather ‘round me girls. This’ll be fun.”
“Down!” Gnobbo thrashed like a trapped cat. Put down!”
“First of all,” the boom of my voice intimidated her to silence. “What did Gnobbo tell all of you? I’ll be setting this record straight… yes, Cinder?”
“Um…” the half-giantess twiddled her fingers nervously. “She said you found some bewries, but they wewr on a bwanch ovur the ocean…”
“Ah, the berries,” I grinned. “Of course she’d mention berries. What happened next?”
“You fehwl.”
“And there was a shark?”
“… yes.”
“Well! It seems our smallest-headed friend forgot a few details!” I stepped into their midst, thrumming my fingers on the table while thinking of my own lie. “You see… I didn’t go hunting for berries at night. Gnobbo’s too scared to shit alone and I guess it was my turn to take her – you could say I have experience with her shit.”
“Tell ‘em, Zaiv!” Aniya hyped me from the doorway as Gnobbo squirmed in her hand.
“Now as it turned-out, there’s ah… plenty of things to trip over in the dark – little pests on two legs, for example. Let’s just say I took a little bath in the sea while skipping after this troublemaker – and you know what she did? She ran away! Now I come back to find her spinning tall tales about a shark?”
“Ooh, roasted!” Aniya pumped her fist – along with Gnobbo. “This coward is so cooked!”
A quick glance at my audience confirmed to me my story rang true in their ears. We had all been forced to deal with Gnobbo’s conniving schemes and cowardice before, so it was believable. Hence, the lie was accepted without a fuss. I even saw multiple girls nod knowingly amongst one another. Yet there remained one among us who knew the grizzly, inconvenient truth, and my next move depended on her reaction.
I stared expectantly at Gnobbo, who stared back without blinking. A strange expression crossed her face: a mixture of surprise and wonder followed by realization and quiet acknowledgement. I loved to see it! She knew what I’d just done for her. We both had our ulterior motives for infiltrating the Harem, and neither of us could jeopardize our missions with any more violence. My lie was a truce offering, an unspoken deal to keep the status quo.
“That’s what really happened,” I took a step towards Aniya and Gnobbo, looming over them both with my overwhelming height. “Isn’t that right?”
Slowly, biting her lip, Gnobbo nodded.
From the crowd of onlookers, a hand was raised. It was Pixie.
“Question,” she said. “What about that shark? Was there a shark?”
Aniya set Gnobbo down and sidled-up to me, smiling – only to lurch forward and nip my upper arm with her teeth.
“Nom,” she hugged me tight.
Everyone laughed.

One time a girl wrapped her hands around my throat and I still think about that brief moment 

This video tho 😮‍💨
 

The Booty Gain also.
Before:

after (can't fit in old clothes)

 

From serving aces to serving herself another helping of dumplings.
 

And this is from a Netflix commercial :
you can see just how wide she got.
 
 



 

I can confirm it's also a bit of weight gain. Mostly due to her previous pregnancy mixed with retirement.
She even made a video about not fitting her normal size jeans 👖.
But I'm going to let you with these pictures for you guys to judge.
 

peep the belly in this one
 

Chapter Sixty-Nine
               “What?” I reached a hand for one of her thighs wrapped around my waist and felt a full handful of warm, plush meat. “What are you…? No. No, I’m the horse. I’m on top of you.”
               Aniya was hanging off me now, grinning playfully as I held our combined weight on hands and knees. Nervously, I glanced sideways. Were Gnobbo and Cinder getting closer? I couldn’t tell with the sand-dune in the way, for we were romping within a net of white sand. I must’ve been looking too long, because my clueless partner tugged my gaze back towards hers.
               “Now what sense would it make for me to be the horse?” she cooed. “You’re the big one; I’m too little to ride.”
               “Not so little anymore,” I whispered and traced a finger down her shivering chest down towards her navel. “Look at what’s become of your petite, elven body. You were so thin, so emaciated, but now… who knew dark elves could grow so voluptuously?”
               “Why are we whispering?” asked Aniya.
               “So we’re not overheard,” I replied with a nod of my head towards the beach beyond. “There’s others over there.”
               “What if we let them hear us?” Aniya smirked. “Make them jealous?”
               “No.”
               “I like making you blush.”
               “Shut up. I’m… I’m not done talking to you.”
               Aniya obeyed, waiting for me to continue worshipping her. If I could keep her like this, Gnobbo and Cinder might leave and this damn ruse could end.
               “Now where was I?” I reached my arm around her and felt my fingers wrap themselves over a sand-crusted cheek. “Oh, of course. How could we forget your ever-widening ass? It was so small and bony when we first met, but with every greedy meal you’ve stuffed yourself with, it’s grown bigger, spreading wider across your seats, expanding tautly against your pigskin, until finally ripping free like… like puffballs in a bog…”
               “You like my fat ass?’ she whispered with a suggestive wriggle of her hips and a light thrumming of her fingertips on the back of my neck.
               “W-when I saw those dark cheeks bursting free for the first time,” I paused to gather my thoughts. “I… it’s so round and fat now… like… two orbs too big to palm properly in my hand. I’m rubbing them now and they’re smooth and soft as… grain sacks – wine sacks? I-I’m beyond words right now. I’ve never…”
               She silenced me with a finger to my lips. “I know. You’ve always been hard, but now you’re finally getting soft – in so many ways. Lemme show you…”
               Gently – quietly – I lay myself flat upon the sand, trapping Aniya beneath my bulk as her limbs squirmed happily within. She was whispering quietly enough; hopefully she would continue to behave. If not, I could smother her.
               “Look at these,” Aniya released her hold of my neck so she could fondle my breasts. “These have grown so much… I bet they wobble around every time you move. They’re almost bigger than my head.”
               “They were,” I admitted. “Before you drained them last night.”
               “I wonder if they’ll fill again… do you feel full?”
               “No,” I stiffened, unsure if I were telling the truth.
               “A shame. Been feeling thirsty…”
               Snap.
               The noise startled me enough to sit upright. That was close! But I couldn’t see anything on the beach. Gnobbo and Cinder were gone. What, then? I twisted myself backwards to check the treeline and caught sight of two girls skipping their way to the shoreline – one of whom sported round ears and a long tail.
               Basschin and Bobette! I grumbled wordlessly to myself as I reversed my position atop Aniya for a better look. What were they doing here? Neither seemed to notice us yet. Both were holding hands – but it couldn’t last. They were getting way too close. Worse, Basschin was still in her snow leopard form and I just knew those glowing, golden eyes of hers were nocturnal.
               “Hnn…” Aniya purred from behind me. “Nice ass. I think it’s bigger than mine.”
               Smack.
               Did she just slap my ass? And was it jiggling? There was no time to dwell on that; I had to silence this stupid elf – immediately!
               Out of options, I sat on her face.
               “Mm…? Hrm…!”
               Success. The dark elf was squirming, but there was no escape. My ass was like a plush pair of cushions burying her face and muffling her screams. Could she breathe? Her muffled moaning implied that she could.
               So far so good. All I had to do now was wait for the interlopers to pass… except they weren’t. In fact, they were getting closer. They were going to see us! My only option left was to crouch flat and hope they didn’t crest the dune.
               So it was that I lay myself across the full length of Aniya’s body in the most undignified position of my life, with my face flush with her crotch and my ass flush with her face. It was all I could do to subdue her as quietly as possible. Even now, I could hear the two girls getting closer.
               “Do you think…” Basschin’s voice carried across the dunes. “Coconut crabs sleep outside?”
               “Basschin…” Bobette called breathlessly. “Slow down…”
               “If we run… maybe we can catch… some crabs…”
               “But I don’t wanna catch crabs,” Bobette replied.
               The footsteps stopped. “Then what should we do?”
               “Kiss?”
               I didn’t hear Basschin’s reply because a sudden sting on my ass had me biting my tongue to keep myself from crying-out. Did Aniya just bite me? Another sting confirmed it. She was gnawing at my ass like it were some overripe peach! Damn her! Was there anything that would make her quiet? Perhaps a taste of her own medicine would give her pause…
               It was right there in front of me – that nether region where thighs and pelvis converge. It was the last thing I wanted in my mouth, but I’d do what I must. I opened wide, lurched forward, and took the biggest, most punishing bite I could.
               “Mm!” Aniya squealed and I felt her thighs flex wildly against either side of my head. Yet I refused to pry my jaws loose from the ghastly prize. It was working! I felt her teeth relaxing their hold on my ass, leaving only a throbbing bitemark.
               But that was the moment my luck ran out. Aniya spanked my still-throbbing rump so hard that I swore it echoed off the Villa’s walls. After that, the near-silence was painfully loud. Only the crashing waves broke the silence.
               “What was that?” Bobette’s voice carried from just beyond the ridge.
               “Over here!” Basschin called. “It came from over here – oh…”
               Slowly, I released my grip on Aniya’s crotch and stared-upwards. The two girls were staring-down at me and Aniya, utterly-dumbfounded.
               “W-what are you two doing?” gasped Bobette.
               Basschin was suddenly overtaken by the whole situation and hid behind her friend. Her fear puzzled me. Did we truly look so appalling? Appalling or not, we’d been caught in spite of my best efforts. Perhaps it wasn’t too late to act natural?
               “What?” I shrugged. “You never uh… slept in sixty-nine style?”
               Aniya detached her mouth from me and managed to gasp loudly for breath. “It’s nice,” she said with unusual calmness. “Oh… uh, don’t tell Vicky, all right? She wouldn’t get it.”

From 'Fly me to the Moon' trailer

please stop with the cringy gifs. my head's getting sore, lad.

Chapter Sixty-Nine
               “What?” I reached a hand for one of her thighs wrapped around my waist and felt a full handful of warm, plush meat. “What are you…? No. No, I’m the horse. I’m on top of you.”
               Aniya was hanging off me now, grinning playfully as I held our combined weight on hands and knees. Nervously, I glanced sideways. Were Gnobbo and Cinder getting closer? I couldn’t tell with the sand-dune in the way, for we were romping within a net of white sand. I must’ve been looking too long, because my clueless partner tugged my gaze back towards hers.
               “Now what sense would it make for me to be the horse?” she cooed. “You’re the big one; I’m too little to ride.”
               “Not so little anymore,” I whispered and traced a finger down her shivering chest down towards her navel. “Look at what’s become of your petite, elven body. You were so thin, so emaciated, but now… who knew dark elves could grow so voluptuously?”
               “Why are we whispering?” asked Aniya.
               “So we’re not overheard,” I replied with a nod of my head towards the beach beyond. “There’s others over there.”
               “What if we let them hear us?” Aniya smirked. “Make them jealous?”
               “No.”
               “I like making you blush.”
               “Shut up. I’m… I’m not done talking to you.”
               Aniya obeyed, waiting for me to continue worshipping her. If I could keep her like this, Gnobbo and Cinder might leave and this damn ruse could end.
               “Now where was I?” I reached my arm around her and felt my fingers wrap themselves over a sand-crusted cheek. “Oh, of course. How could we forget your ever-widening ass? It was so small and bony when we first met, but with every greedy meal you’ve stuffed yourself with, it’s grown bigger, spreading wider across your seats, expanding tautly against your pigskin, until finally ripping free like… like puffballs in a bog…”
               “You like my fat ass?’ she whispered with a suggestive wriggle of her hips and a light thrumming of her fingertips on the back of my neck.
               “W-when I saw those dark cheeks bursting free for the first time,” I paused to gather my thoughts. “I… it’s so round and fat now… like… two orbs too big to palm properly in my hand. I’m rubbing them now and they’re smooth and soft as… grain sacks – wine sacks? I-I’m beyond words right now. I’ve never…”
               She silenced me with a finger to my lips. “I know. You’ve always been hard, but now you’re finally getting soft – in so many ways. Lemme show you…”
               Gently – quietly – I lay myself flat upon the sand, trapping Aniya beneath my bulk as her limbs squirmed happily within. She was whispering quietly enough; hopefully she would continue to behave. If not, I could smother her.
               “Look at these,” Aniya released her hold of my neck so she could fondle my breasts. “These have grown so much… I bet they wobble around every time you move. They’re almost bigger than my head.”
               “They were,” I admitted. “Before you drained them last night.”
               “I wonder if they’ll fill again… do you feel full?”
               “No,” I stiffened, unsure if I were telling the truth.
               “A shame. Been feeling thirsty…”
               Snap.
               The noise startled me enough to sit upright. That was close! But I couldn’t see anything on the beach. Gnobbo and Cinder were gone. What, then? I twisted myself backwards to check the treeline and caught sight of two girls skipping their way to the shoreline – one of whom sported round ears and a long tail.
               Basschin and Bobette! I grumbled wordlessly to myself as I reversed my position atop Aniya for a better look. What were they doing here? Neither seemed to notice us yet. Both were holding hands – but it couldn’t last. They were getting way too close. Worse, Basschin was still in her snow leopard form and I just knew those glowing, golden eyes of hers were nocturnal.
               “Hnn…” Aniya purred from behind me. “Nice ass. I think it’s bigger than mine.”
               Smack.
               Did she just slap my ass? And was it jiggling? There was no time to dwell on that; I had to silence this stupid elf – immediately!
               Out of options, I sat on her face.
               “Mm…? Hrm…!”
               Success. The dark elf was squirming, but there was no escape. My ass was like a plush pair of cushions burying her face and muffling her screams. Could she breathe? Her muffled moaning implied that she could.
               So far so good. All I had to do now was wait for the interlopers to pass… except they weren’t. In fact, they were getting closer. They were going to see us! My only option left was to crouch flat and hope they didn’t crest the dune.
               So it was that I lay myself across the full length of Aniya’s body in the most undignified position of my life, with my face flush with her crotch and my ass flush with her face. It was all I could do to subdue her as quietly as possible. Even now, I could hear the two girls getting closer.
               “Do you think…” Basschin’s voice carried across the dunes. “Coconut crabs sleep outside?”
               “Basschin…” Bobette called breathlessly. “Slow down…”
               “If we run… maybe we can catch… some crabs…”
               “But I don’t wanna catch crabs,” Bobette replied.
               The footsteps stopped. “Then what should we do?”
               “Kiss?”
               I didn’t hear Basschin’s reply because a sudden sting on my ass had me biting my tongue to keep myself from crying-out. Did Aniya just bite me? Another sting confirmed it. She was gnawing at my ass like it were some overripe peach! Damn her! Was there anything that would make her quiet? Perhaps a taste of her own medicine would give her pause…
               It was right there in front of me – that nether region where thighs and pelvis converge. It was the last thing I wanted in my mouth, but I’d do what I must. I opened wide, lurched forward, and took the biggest, most punishing bite I could.
               “Mm!” Aniya squealed and I felt her thighs flex wildly against either side of my head. Yet I refused to pry my jaws loose from the ghastly prize. It was working! I felt her teeth relaxing their hold on my ass, leaving only a throbbing bitemark.
               But that was the moment my luck ran out. Aniya spanked my still-throbbing rump so hard that I swore it echoed off the Villa’s walls. After that, the near-silence was painfully loud. Only the crashing waves broke the silence.
               “What was that?” Bobette’s voice carried from just beyond the ridge.
               “Over here!” Basschin called. “It came from over here – oh…”
               Slowly, I released my grip on Aniya’s crotch and stared-upwards. The two girls were staring-down at me and Aniya, utterly-dumbfounded.
               “W-what are you two doing?” gasped Bobette.
               Basschin was suddenly overtaken by the whole situation and hid behind her friend. Her fear puzzled me. Did we truly look so appalling? Appalling or not, we’d been caught in spite of my best efforts. Perhaps it wasn’t too late to act natural?
               “What?” I shrugged. “You never uh… slept in sixty-nine style?”
               Aniya detached her mouth from me and managed to gasp loudly for breath. “It’s nice,” she said with unusual calmness. “Oh… uh, don’t tell Vicky, all right? She wouldn’t get it.”

That's because the Orcs and the Sea Devils are both caricatures of US Marines haha
They're working their way back to another attempt at the bowls; it's just that the plot's all over the place.

Chapter Sixty-Eight
               To my surprise, Aniya was waiting for me in the living room. She leaned casually against the octagonal table with folded arms, her plump ass bulging over some of the useless prose carved round the table.
               “S’up Zaiv?” she cocked her head coyishly. “Bet you got juicy intel –”
               I rushed forward and silenced her with a hand on her mouth. That was close! Now that I knew the rooms were being closely-watched by old men with a crystal ball, I had to be sure not to discuss any intelligence whatsoever. I needed to get Aniya out of the treehouses before sharing anything with her – and I had no way of telling her!
               “Mm!” Aniya’s eyes widened with shock as she reached for my hand.
               “Hush,” I whispered into her ear. “We mustn’t wake the others.”
               I let her gently pry my hand away. “S’all good,” she smiled. “The girls are fast asleep. So did you find – hrm!”
               “No,” I hastily clasped my hand over her mouth once again. “No… I did not find that albino crab.”
               Aniya ripped free again. “That’s not what I – hey…”
               “Quiet,” I seized hold of her again. By Vul, this wasn’t working! How was I supposed to shut her up long enough to leave the treehouse? An idea came to me that just might work…
               “Enough talk,” I stared deep into her wide eyes. “I’ve waited long enough. I want you, dark elf.”
               “Wha…?” she was stunned by my brazen approach – good!
               “For weeks I’ve been watching that little ass of yours ripen into a proper pillow,” I reached around her waist and groped a handful of her soft rump. “I can’t wait any longer. Your ass is mine tonight, and what I have planned for it is so intense, we must leave this place, else we wake the others.”
               “W-wow… wha… what’s gotten into you – mm?”
               I silenced her with a lustful, greedy kiss. Such behaviour didn’t come naturally to me and my quaking limbs threatened to betray how unsure I was, but for all the fear coursing through my veins, Aniya didn’t seem to notice. In fact, she seemed to welcome my sudden advance. Her whole body responded to my touch, her torso arching forwards and her thighs twitching around mine. A brief gasp of air had her double-handful breasts brushing tight against my own far larger head-sized ones, forming a double valley of four smooth hilltops, two dark and two purple, quivering with rattled breaths and thumping heartbeats.
               Aniya drew her head back from me for a long, inward hiss of fresh breath from between my clasped fingers. As her lungs filled, she eyed me with drooping eyes and I felt her shoulders relax. She nodded. I smirked. She’d taken the bait.
               “You’re mine,” I whispered in her twitching, elven ear. “Prepare y-yourself…”
               With that, I scooped her into my arms and began carrying her across the driftwood bridge towards the beach, all while mentally chiding myself for stammering.
 
               “I-I can’t believe this is happening,” Aniya hugged me tight as I carried her to a secluded sand-dune on the moonlit beach. “What’s gotten into you?”
               “It’s simple,” I replied as I gently lowered her into the softest part of the dune. No witnesses in sight – not even crabs. This was perfect. “I brought you here for some privacy.”
               “Oh?” she shuffled her back against the sand to form a makeshift bed. “Wait, did you bring me here to talk business with me? I should’ve known.”
               “Yes,” I relaxed, finally able to drop the crude, horny ruse. “I have critical knowledge to share with y –”
               Something skittered across the beach in the far distance. Even my nocturnal drow eyes had trouble squinting at something so distant, but one thing was certain: it was two-legged.
               I stifled a growl curdling in my throat. Gnobbo! So the little rat had escaped once again! And worse, I could see another hulking figure emerging from behind some palms by her side. Cinder? What was she doing here? The way the two dim silhouettes interacted with each other painted a scenario in my mind: Cinder had noticed Gnobbo was missing, had gone searching for her, and had actually found her. Yes… those two had been near-inseparable since day one. Now Gnobbo was surely speaking sweet lies into the half-giantess’s ears to explain her absence.
               “Hey,” Aniya whispered, cocking one knee. “What’s wrong?”
               I stared stupidly at her. Didn’t she see the two figures on the beach? Then I realized that she didn’t. She couldn’t – her eyes had never known the dark underworld I was raised in. In fact, as I drow, I was the only one who could see everyone.
               Time for a snap decision. Gnobbo and Cinder were probably far enough to be out of eavesdropping range, but that could rapidly change. Worse, I couldn’t warn Aniya of the danger without potentially being overheard by Gnobbo’s sensitive goblin-esque ears.
               Right. Time to shut her up again.
               “Enough talk,” I straddled her waist and gripped her arms, leaning close to her face. “Horses don’t talk. Be still while I ride you.”
               Did she take the hint? Could she sense the danger? Apparently not – for I suddenly felt her legs cinch tight around my waist. I stifled an undignified yelp as she tugged my face towards hers.
               “You’re the horse,” she whispered coyly. “I’m just an ass.”

Chapter Sixty-Eight
               To my surprise, Aniya was waiting for me in the living room. She leaned casually against the octagonal table with folded arms, her plump ass bulging over some of the useless prose carved round the table.
               “S’up Zaiv?” she cocked her head coyishly. “Bet you got juicy intel –”
               I rushed forward and silenced her with a hand on her mouth. That was close! Now that I knew the rooms were being closely-watched by old men with a crystal ball, I had to be sure not to discuss any intelligence whatsoever. I needed to get Aniya out of the treehouses before sharing anything with her – and I had no way of telling her!
               “Mm!” Aniya’s eyes widened with shock as she reached for my hand.
               “Hush,” I whispered into her ear. “We mustn’t wake the others.”
               I let her gently pry my hand away. “S’all good,” she smiled. “The girls are fast asleep. So did you find – hrm!”
               “No,” I hastily clasped my hand over her mouth once again. “No… I did not find that albino crab.”
               Aniya ripped free again. “That’s not what I – hey…”
               “Quiet,” I seized hold of her again. By Vul, this wasn’t working! How was I supposed to shut her up long enough to leave the treehouse? An idea came to me that just might work…
               “Enough talk,” I stared deep into her wide eyes. “I’ve waited long enough. I want you, dark elf.”
               “Wha…?” she was stunned by my brazen approach – good!
               “For weeks I’ve been watching that little ass of yours ripen into a proper pillow,” I reached around her waist and groped a handful of her soft rump. “I can’t wait any longer. Your ass is mine tonight, and what I have planned for it is so intense, we must leave this place, else we wake the others.”
               “W-wow… wha… what’s gotten into you – mm?”
               I silenced her with a lustful, greedy kiss. Such behaviour didn’t come naturally to me and my quaking limbs threatened to betray how unsure I was, but for all the fear coursing through my veins, Aniya didn’t seem to notice. In fact, she seemed to welcome my sudden advance. Her whole body responded to my touch, her torso arching forwards and her thighs twitching around mine. A brief gasp of air had her double-handful breasts brushing tight against my own far larger head-sized ones, forming a double valley of four smooth hilltops, two dark and two purple, quivering with rattled breaths and thumping heartbeats.
               Aniya drew her head back from me for a long, inward hiss of fresh breath from between my clasped fingers. As her lungs filled, she eyed me with drooping eyes and I felt her shoulders relax. She nodded. I smirked. She’d taken the bait.
               “You’re mine,” I whispered in her twitching, elven ear. “Prepare y-yourself…”
               With that, I scooped her into my arms and began carrying her across the driftwood bridge towards the beach, all while mentally chiding myself for stammering.
 
               “I-I can’t believe this is happening,” Aniya hugged me tight as I carried her to a secluded sand-dune on the moonlit beach. “What’s gotten into you?”
               “It’s simple,” I replied as I gently lowered her into the softest part of the dune. No witnesses in sight – not even crabs. This was perfect. “I brought you here for some privacy.”
               “Oh?” she shuffled her back against the sand to form a makeshift bed. “Wait, did you bring me here to talk business with me? I should’ve known.”
               “Yes,” I relaxed, finally able to drop the crude, horny ruse. “I have critical knowledge to share with y –”
               Something skittered across the beach in the far distance. Even my nocturnal drow eyes had trouble squinting at something so distant, but one thing was certain: it was two-legged.
               I stifled a growl curdling in my throat. Gnobbo! So the little rat had escaped once again! And worse, I could see another hulking figure emerging from behind some palms by her side. Cinder? What was she doing here? The way the two dim silhouettes interacted with each other painted a scenario in my mind: Cinder had noticed Gnobbo was missing, had gone searching for her, and had actually found her. Yes… those two had been near-inseparable since day one. Now Gnobbo was surely speaking sweet lies into the half-giantess’s ears to explain her absence.
               “Hey,” Aniya whispered, cocking one knee. “What’s wrong?”
               I stared stupidly at her. Didn’t she see the two figures on the beach? Then I realized that she didn’t. She couldn’t – her eyes had never known the dark underworld I was raised in. In fact, as I drow, I was the only one who could see everyone.
               Time for a snap decision. Gnobbo and Cinder were probably far enough to be out of eavesdropping range, but that could rapidly change. Worse, I couldn’t warn Aniya of the danger without potentially being overheard by Gnobbo’s sensitive goblin-esque ears.
               Right. Time to shut her up again.
               “Enough talk,” I straddled her waist and gripped her arms, leaning close to her face. “Horses don’t talk. Be still while I ride you.”
               Did she take the hint? Could she sense the danger? Apparently not – for I suddenly felt her legs cinch tight around my waist. I stifled an undignified yelp as she tugged my face towards hers.
               “You’re the horse,” she whispered coyly. “I’m just an ass.”