Back at the tavern the group was siting at one of the tables, this time ordering food am ale.
They were celebrating after the successfully captured the goons and cashed in their big reward.
“Well guys, what do you think? That wasn’t bad wasn’t it?” said Connor.
“Not at all! And now the we got our pay, we can take it a bit easier for the moment!” said Tabitha
“So...real talk now....I’ve been actually thinking to...well...ask you if I could join the team? I mean, we really worked well together, didn’t we?” Asked Connor, giving John a little elbow poke.
The dragon gave it some thought. On one hand, he seemed a bit loony. Talking to trees wasn't exactly normal. There was Connor's constant taunts being thrown at him too.
But on the other hand, he did handle the job very well. He was quite resourceful. Not to mention that they scored plenty with this bounty hunting business.
"Sure," John said, "I see no reason not to.''
“Yeah, we pretty much owe it to you. This mission went really good and we made so much out of it in contrast with previous ones...so yeah! Welcome aboard!” said Marty
“That’s amazing! Thank you so much, fellas! I’ll offer an ale round to everyone...and I could hear that the dragon here is pretty hungry, uh?” said the mouse, patting John’s belly plate
John rolled his eyes. He decided to get used to the little guy's taunts and teasing.
Though, he was pretty hungry....
The food arrived shortly afterwards with plenty of beer on the side.
“Let’s dig in!” said Tabitha as she started to eat, followed by everyone else, Connor included.
John usually ate quite a bit more than any member in his group, but tonight he ate even more. Three meals, to be exact.
He leaned back and belched loudly. "Sorry about that guys," he said, "I'm so stuffed!''
“Well obviously! You ate the triple the amount of what we eat!” said Cassy
“That’s alright! I mean dragons need lotsa food! Especially ones like our pal here! We need to eat a lot to stay strong!” said Connor, patting his belly plate again.
"Yeah, I need to loosen this up," John said, unbuckling his pants and loosening his chest and breastplate.
They almost popped off because of the pressure, but thank god the latches were strong enough to not send the armor flying.
Connor couldn’t help but blush. “Daaamn, to that wasn’t all armor...very nice!” he chuckled
Tabitha gave a yawn and said, "It's getting pretty late. Do you think we should turn in for the night?''
“Yeah, absolutely...I feel like I could sleep like a log!” said the unicorn as she yawned
“Yea, Let’s hit he hay” added Marty as he got up
"Ah, guys," said John, blushing a bit, "Do you think you guys can help me up? I'm so stuffed!''
“Of course. buddy!” Said Connor, Marty joining in to help.
“Damn John, were you always this heavy? Did you ate bricks or something?” said Marty, groaning on the weight that rested against him.
"He ate three massive meals," said Tabitha, "So yeah, I guess you could say so. Just be careful, dragon boy, with lots of food comes lots of weight.''
She chuckled and patted his thick side.
Connor again just blushed, listening to the dragon’s belly as it loudly churned the food away .
“Woah, that’s thick!” added Cassy poking the fat too.
“Can you please stop making fun of me!” John snapped, feeling very embarrassed as he had to be helped yo his room.
The guys all shared one room while the girls shared another. John plopped on the bed, sighing, his belly thrusting into the air. He had taken off his armor, and now he sat in his undergarments, his stuffed belly peeking out if his woolen shirt.
Connor belly senses activated. As someone who loved big bellies, he couldn't help himself.
“Wow...look at the size of this bad boy!” he said as he moved closer to John’s body, placing his hands on his gut and moving them around, feeling his size and firmness, “All of this is...very interesting...”
He even put his ear to it before giving it a little shake
"Oooh my...the food is churning and the beer is sloshing...this may be the best belly I’ve ever had the chance to lay my hands on!”
"Can you please stop that," John groaned, not in the mood for his teasing, "Just allow me to rest for a bit..."
He trailed off, falling asleep and snoring loudly.
"Its best you give the guys some space," said Marty, smiling in amusement at the little guy's strange fondness for large bellies.
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