Annette was having a rough week, so the coming of Sunday was like a blessing for her. All day long she did nothing but laze around and sleep. Only when she heard a knock on her door did she even come close to leaving her room.
Mercedes, her friend, came for a short visit, as she noticed Annette had gone missing for most of the day. After some small talk, the cleric brought up the topic of a daily special at the dining hall that night: pheasant roast with berry sauce. A meal they both enjoyed.
If there was one thing Annette never said no to, it was a good meal. Without hesitation, she agreed to meet with Mercedes later that evening, the older girl leaving her with a parting gift of fudge brownies and chocolate chip cookies she made herself. Annette was a huge fan of sweet treats, something Mercedes knew better than anyone else. What better way to surprise a buddy with a huge sweet tooth?
What she didn't know, however, was of Annette's habit of stress eating, especially with sweets. The mage would be lying if she said sweets didn't provide comfort in rough times, and after the hell that was the past week, sweets were what she needed.
Without hesitation, Annette reached into the bag and downed one brownie, savoring the taste of fudge over chocolate. Feeling unsatisfied, she took another one, devouring the baked sweet almost as fast as the one before it. Before she knew it, the redhead had taken and eaten three, then five more chocolate mini-cakes faster than she could process. With the taste of brownies satisfied, she went straight to the almost freshly baked cookies. There were two dozen made for her, and a little over half were gone before she even knew it.
"Phew… I need some water, or ginger-ale, or something…"
Feeling quite parched, Annette hopped off her bed, looking for something to wash down all the treats she just ate. Not long after, she found some ginger-ale on a shelf, brewed about a day ago. The bottle it came in was rather large, enough to fill ten whole mugs. Regardless, as soon as the bottle holder was popped off, almost all was gone from the container, resting in Annette's now bloated stomach.
"Ohhh…"
The mage placed a hand on her slightly chubby belly, rubbing in a circular motion.
"Feels good…"
Without warning, a belch traveled up her throat, much louder than expected.
"Ooh! Well, excuse me."
The belch settled Annette's stomach a little, although there was still some pain from overeating. Unfortunately, there wasn't much she could do about it except sit and wait for it to pass. Not for long though, as she realized it was already evening.
She laid for so long that she closed her eyes and fell asleep without even noticing...
Dinner! She was supposed to meet up with Mercedes in the dining hall. Still slightly full, Annette managed to get into her uniform and make her way to her promised meeting with the cleric, her stomach gurgling slightly as she left.
"Annie!"
Mercedes waved down her friend as she appeared in sight, signaling the redhead to take a seat on the side of the table across from her. In front of the cleric was a food tray, holding both of their dishes. After a short prayer to the goddess, the two girls enjoyed their meal, combined with more small talk in between bites.
Despite gorging on sweets no less than an hour prior, Annette devoured her dinner with no hesitation. After that meal, she asked for seconds, then thirds, a surprised Mercedes saying nothing, just filling her mug with water repeatedly to prevent her from choking. To finish their meal, the cleric brought in a tray full of a dozen sweet buns for dessert, another one of their favorite things to eat. Again, Annette wasted no time in downing six large buns, gone almost as soon as Mercedes had brought them. After finishing her last bun, she gulped down her water before greedily reaching for another one, only to find them all gone.
"Ah ah ah. Don't you think you've eaten enough for one evening?" Mercedes' voice was calm and concerned, yet controlling and firm. With that tone of voice, Annette slumped over the table, knowing she wasn't getting any more.
"Aww…"
"Come on, let's go back to our rooms before you eat the entire mess hall!"
Concerned for her friend, Mercedes brought the mage to her room, where the bloated girl immediately flopped onto the cleric's bed.
"Urgh… Mercie…"
"Yes?"
"I think… I think… Oh, I ate too much…"
Annette placed her hands on her belly, groaning in despair.
"I'd say."
Feeling quite exhausted herself, Mercedes took a seat on the bed next to the redhead. Upon sitting down, she realized her own gut stuck out a bit. She would never tell, but the missing sweet buns Annette wanted so desperately to eat were in her stomach, along with a second helping of dinner that was eaten without anyone noticing.
"Mmm… if those buns did this to me, I can only imagine what Annie's feeling after eating all that food…"
The cleric covered her mouth as a belch snuck up on her, just as it had done to Annette after devouring her treats earlier.
"Oh, goodness me! That was a big one."
Despite her words, the bloated mage didn't react, as she was either too busy wallowing in her imminent food coma or just didn't care.
"Mercie… I know this, oh… it may sound strange, but… can you rub my belly?"
Ignoring the fact that she needed a good belly rub herself, Mercedes simply nodded, patting her thigh in a "come here" motion.
"Ahh… that's the spot…"
Annette groaned quite uncontrollably as Mercedes rubbed her chubby gut, a feeling of relief washing over her. With the rubbing combined with her head resting on her friend's less bloated but still chubby belly, the redhead felt like she was in heaven.
"Oh, goodness… Mercie, did you eat well? Your belly's so big and warm."
"I did. It was exceptionally delicious this time around, too! The chef really stepped it up this week."
After a short while of rubbing, Annette's food coma started to catch up with her, and she fell asleep right on Mercedes' lap with her warm belly as a pillow, all the stress from the week drifting away with her.
Resting one hand on her own gut, the blonde moved her other away from the mage's belly, instead reaching up to stroke her orange locks. One thing Mercedes loved about Annette was how at peace she looked when sleeping, especially after a big meal. With a grin on her face, she gazed at the smaller girl's sleeping figure as a sudden thought crossed her mind.
"Those sweet buns sure were tasty…"