This choice: Pumbaa decides not to bother Timon & takes the pill. • Go Back...Chapter #4Pumbaa decides not to bother Timon & takes the ... by: Fig   Pumbaa grunted and decided against it, he used his tusks and tore through the box that lay before him and soon he was holding up the bottle of pills. "Oh boy, oh boy!" he said gleefully and without another word Pumbaa popped the top and swallowed several of the pills. He let the all-but-empty bottle fall to the ground and smacked his lips, knowing he should get something to drink to help the pills do their work. "Gee, I wonder how long these things take to work?" He pondered aloud, but without so much as a tail swat, he was off waddling towards the water hole.
Once at the lush watering spot he dipped his mouth into the cool water and gulped and gulped and gulped, letting the liquid swell his stomach and help dissolve the pills within. Suddenly he felt an all-too familiar rumbling within his belly. He moaned and looked around in embarrassment, letting his tail go high into the air and waited for the expulsion....his stomach gurgled and rumbled again...and still no flatulence. Pumbaa's eyes went wide with happiness. "They work!"
"What works?"
Pumbaa jumped, looking back at Timon, standing with a surprisingly large net full of squirming bugs. "Uhhhhh....nothing Timon...nothing at all!" he felt ingenious for that cover. "Well c'mon y'mook, *I* did all the work catching us somethin' to eat tonight, least you can do is help carry it!" Pumbaa looked overjoyed and gladly wormed his snout under the net and heaved the bugs onto his back, this was a heavy catch all right, and Pumbaa knew he'd be able to enjoy every last bug without gassy concerns.
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Several hours had passed and the duo lay under the evening sky, on their backs and swollen to perfection, bug net emptied of it's contents to the side. Timon rubbed and massaged his rounded middle, his cheeks bulged and a booming belch forced it's way from his open mouth. "Phew, that...was excellent... Hey Pumbaa, I haven't heard a thing outta you all day! And I don't just mean your mouth..." he prodded his porcine friend in his ripe gut. Pumbaa moaned as he adjusted his belly, attempting to speak but finding it difficult. He'd eaten so much, he'd hardly noticed the lack of gas blowing from his rear...or his front. Pumbaa's gut gurgled and rumbled though, Timon could even hear that. "Are you okay Pumbaa??" Timon sloshed his belly to the side, scratching along it's rounded length. "Uhh...mmph...I'm fine Timon...m...maybe I'm just ...better...now..." Pumbaa's words were filled with almost pained uncomfortableness.
"Better? What are ya sick'r'somethin'?" He followed his question up with a sickly wet belch.
Pumbaa didn't want to talk. He grumbled, though he'd excused the feelings while he ate, now that he sat there digesting he could feel the pressures inside of him building up, he wanted to explode. More than anything, he wanted to fart. He rolled on his back, hooves rubbing at his tight gut, pressure against his tail opening, but nothing would come from it. "I...might be...ohhhhhhhhh..." Pumbaa's body shook and in two sudden surges his belly grew in size.
"Uhhh Pumbaa???" Timon managed to stand, grasping his full gut and stared at his bulging friend. "I'm ffff...ffff...fine...Tim...on..." and again his belly grew, and soon his body appearing slightly puffier all around. Pumbaa knew it had to've been the pills...he'd stopped his gas, too well.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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