Double Trouble in the Bazaar (Patreon)

The Bazaar was thrumming with crowds shopping for herbs, charms, whatever sort of mystical wares the merchants had to offer. Morris Bleak kicked back in his cart, resting his feet on the open face window sill. The swarm of people was tedious, nothing with his brand of fun in sight. His ears perked, though, as a high pitched hiccup rang in the air. 

Two women were walking through the Bazaar, one with her arm around the other's shoulder, the other attempting to hold her breath, but failing, another loud hiccup bursting from her mouth. Morris grinned slyly, grabbing a deep green bottle from his shelf and smoothly approached the two troubled ladies. 

“I couldn't help but notice, dove, that you've got a little problem,” he uncorked the bottle as she nodded. “Just drink this up quickly, and hold your breath right after.” He said it with all the confidence of a king, watching closely as she followed his instructions. 

As she held her breath, the other woman asked, “What will we owe you?” Morris shook his head, raising a hand in a stopping motion.

“No, no, I simply wanted to help,” he said in a syrupy tone, watching as the other woman finally exhaled. She put a hand on her chest and sighed. 

“Thank you, you're a life saver,” she said, bowing slightly in thanks, and walked to the next stalls.

 Her friend stayed for a moment, and asked Morris, “Do you have anything for staying awake, like a caffeine potion or something?” Morris, ever prepared, reached into a pocket and pulled out a small brown bottle, which she took and drank immediately. She nodded at him, then caught up with her friend, calling out, “Wait for me, Fiona!”

Morris smiled, proud of himself, and returned to his cart, watching the two women closely. Fiona was pointing something out to her friend, it seemed. No harm in eavesdropping now, Morris smiled smugly to himself, listening in on the two nearby.

“See, Candy, it's so cute!” Fiona pointed at a crystal necklace. As Candy opened her mouth to respond, she was interrupted by a hiccup of her own. Fiona laughed, pointing at Candy. “Oh my gosh, your turn!” Candy hiccupped again, her belly pooching slightly.

“Oh, come on - HIC! - Fiona, it isn't that funny - HICCUP!” Candy blushed hard as she tried to be taken seriously. Not only that, but she was starting to feel a little tight in her striped dress.

Fiona only laughed harder, hearing how silly Candy sounded. “You - hehehe - you sound so funny - hehe! I can't help it - hehe - HICCUP! HIC!” Fiona clapped a hand over her mouth, her belly bouncing hard as two rushes of air seemed to flow into her. Her belly felt tight against the waistband of her pants. Morris grinned to himself, conjuring a drink at his table.

“See what you - HIC! - did, my hiccups are - HICCUP! - back!” Fiona’s figure pressed more against the waistband, as she seemed to plump out with each burst of air. Candy began to argue back but was interrupted by a hiccup, causing her belly to round out under her dress. The two women hardly noticed their bellies blowing up, until Fiona’s belly exposed itself, her shirt riding up high and her shorts straining to maintain hold. Candy yelped, looking at their figures.

Morris smirked to himself, hiding a subtle chuckle as he watched the women. He conjured a drink, swirling it proudly and taking a sip. The women were continuing to expand, inflating as air and magic coursed through them. Others were starting to notice the women, too, staring as they walked past them. Fiona rubbed her tight belly, trying to ease the hiccups and swelling. Candy was holding her breath, trying to stop hiccuping, but failing immensely. Despite holding her breath, she hiccupped faster, silently, curves bouncing and swelling up with greater force. Her dress was straining around the past full term figure, and she released her breath. Candy was by far bigger than Fiona now, her dress exposing everything from the belly down to the public’s eye.

The two watched each other with wide eyes, staring at their figures expanding intensely, bouncing with each hiccup. Fiona’s shorts finally gave way after a large wave of air swelled in her, and the button straining to maintain shape flew off with a soft whoosh. Her belly expanded greatly, unbound by the previous pressure of her shorts. Morris’ eyes widened slightly, a bit impressed at the force of the button’s escape. Their figures were almost too big for the walkways of the marketplace at this point, swelling up greatly, looking almost pear shaped with how wide and inflated they were getting. They took a step back, bumping into a couple of different stalls, apologizing between hiccups, trying to adjust themselves.

They looked down at each other’s figures, both blushing deeply as their exposed bellies pressed against each other. Other shoppers tried to weave between the women, both larger than exercise balls blockading most of the walkways. Fiona’s clothes were revealing most of her figure, while Candy’s dress was pushed up to her breasts, her entire figure below exposed completely. Morris observed, watching the fun and chaos as he took another sinful sip of his drink. 

Candy blushed deeply, looking down at her very exposed figure pressed against Fiona’s. She made another attempt to hold her breath, perhaps not thinking about the previous attempt, or perhaps wanting the effects of it. Her hiccups sped up, silently, the only signs being her figure expanding and bouncing as she covered her mouth. She began to blow up exponentially once more, taking as much of a step back as she could as her figure swelled up faster. Fiona’s eyes widened, her belly pressed against the growing form of Candy. The pressure could be felt from both women, like a balloon was being inflated against them.

“Wh-what are you - HIC! - doing, Candy?!” Fiona gasped, her belly swelling slightly, but not nearly as much as Candy’s was. Exhaling, the other woman blushed deeply. 

“I thought it would - HICCUP! - help this time,” she blushed, looking down at her immensely round figure, hardly able to balance herself properly without the support of the cart behind her. Fiona furrowed her brow, staring ahead at Candy’s gigantically round figure. She smirked, patting her friend’s belly.

“Suuuuure!” she said, rubbing her hand along Candy’s curves, blushing deeper. It really did feel like a balloon that was getting too tight. They were definitely stuck now, and all they could do was feel each other swelling against each other. Morris swirled his glass and took a final sip of the drink inside it.

“Anything to keep the day from getting too boring,” he said to himself, watching the results of his interference.

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