"... and it was awesome, sis!" Joey concluded his blow-by-blow account of his latest duel with Yugi with a grin, "I mean I didn't win, but it was really close in the end! I guess that's why he's t'King of Games, and I'm not." Serenity nodded politely,she loved her brother very much, but her interest in duel monsters didn't come close to matching his, and in parts she had found himself drifting into her own thoughts. All of the while plucking chocolates from the large box Tristan had bought her, tossing them between her lips one after another. The soft lines of her belly hardened some, Serenity's gut protruding out even more against her pajama top; the thin fabric rippling from it's struggle. Tristan found himself staring again, his eyes wide as the gaps between the buttons widened even more, flashing just a teasing peak of the soft, pale flesh underneath. He wanted to know how it would feel to stroke over the taut flesh, to sink his fingers into Serenity's ever softening sides, to feel that bulge of flesh pressed up hard against his abs. He knew Joey would kill him for even thinking like that, right now his blond friend was giving him a fairly suspicious look.
".. as I was sayin', you should come an' join us when you get out of here," Joey grinned at his sister again, his hands curled about one of hers, "You can see your big brother duel at last! An' I'll be workin' all the harder to win if you're gonna be watchin'." Serenity watched with wide eyes, a delighted smile crossing her pale pink lips, nodding eagerly at the offer. She sat herself up a little straighter, gasping out loud as she felt a sudden tight pressure over the expanse of her stomach. Her new position pressed her belly harder against the straining material, three soft pings sounded in quick succession as the buttons popped clean from the material, now slack at her sides. Her belly seemed all the bigger now it was freed, sticking out proudly over her lap, rising and falling softly from her breathing. Joey and Tristan's eyes widened, though for completely different reasons, a startled blush crossing Serenity's face as she held her hands up over her mouth. Joey stood, shrugging off his jacket, draping it over his little sister's shoulders to help keep some of her modesty. "Wait right there," he kept his smile in place, sensing she was on the brink of tears, "I'm gonna go ask one of t'nurses for a new top." Serenity nodded, holding the sides of Joey's jacket over herself the best that she could, gazing down at her stomach in embarrassment as her brother left the room.
Joey was irritatingly slender for someone who ate so very much, his denim jacket didn't even come close to meeting over the mound of her belly, the soft fold of flesh still very much out on display. Tristan couldn't look away, fixated on the belly that was just perfection in his eyes. Serenity's skin was soft, pale, her belly a perfect dome of flesh, just the hint of a fold or two at the side from how she was sat. Her belly button was deep, a little slanted at the sides, not a flaw in sight. Startled to see a drop of moisture land on the round top of the belly, Tristan glanced up, further surprised to see tears dripping from Serenity's chin. "Serenity? What's wrong?" he moves so he was sat on the edge of the bed, genuine concern taking over from his fascination at her pot belly, "Are you hurting?" Serenity shook her head, her gut bouncing gently from the action in her lap, raising her tear filled gaze to meet that of her brother's best friend. "N-no... but... look at me," she chewed on her lower lip anxiously, "I'm so fat... you and Joey must be so disgusted!" Tristan stared at her for just a moment, unable to believe the girl he found so beautiful could think that about herself.
"What're you talking about? I meant it when I sad you were beautiful, y'know," Tristan brushed back some of Serenity's hair from her face, absently noting the softer lines of her face, "Why would we be disgusted?" Serenity found her blush deepening, only able to gaze into Tristan's eyes, the tears receding on hearing his words. She gasped as she felt a warm and calloused hand curl over the curve of her stomach, Tristan unable to help himself when he was this close to her. "This is really cute," Tristan kept his actions chaste, gentle, not wanting to upset Serenity further, cupping a hand under her gut to test the weight of it against her palm, pleased at how heavy and full it felt, "So don't be sad. Trust me." On hearing footsteps, he moved away from the girl to drop back into the chair, just knowing Joey would be less than pleased for him being so forward with his little sister.
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