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Lightbulb had spent most of the afternoon in the kitchen, the countertop a cascade of flour, leftover dough, and chocolate chips. The light had spent a few hours baking a treat for her partner, a delicious cookie pizza. Lightbulb bounces as she waits a few minutes for the pastry to finish up, peering through the oven attentively at the golden brown crust. A quick ding filled and room and Lightbulb in glee pulled the cookie out of the oven, a smell of sweetness filling her senses. Lightbulb looked on in an air of pride at the dessert, now decorated with a layer of frosting and chocolate chips.
She then rushed up the stairs to Paintbrush’s room, heedful of the other residents and alert of the stability of the pizza on the plate. She softly knocked on her partner’s room door, “Hey Painty!”. Lightbulb hears faint noises in the room before she is greeted by the object. “Hey Light-” “Surprise!” Lightbulb cuts her partner off as she holds out the treat in front of her, a look of surprise washing over their face before becoming relaxed. “Heh…well what’s the occasion?” Paintbrush said, welcoming their girlfriend into their room. “Nothing really. Just wanted to make something nice and filling for my sweet partner.” Lightbulb cooed back lovingly, sitting next to her partner on their bed. “Thanks for the gift Light.” Paintbrush spoke softly, planting a kiss on top of the other object’s forehead and grabbing a piece of the cookie for themself. The piece, as well as the whole cookie pizza, was rather big, taking over a minute for Paintbrush to near the end of finishing their slice. Holding the remainders of their slice, they noticed that Lightbulb hadn't taken a piece.
“Uh…are you going to have yourself some?” Paintbrush questions turning to their girlfriend. “Oh no, I made this all for you,” Lightbulb responds with a smile, “You want another slice?” she finishes her question as she holds up another slice of the cookie pizza to the paintbrush. Paintbrush nods as they take the slice, biting into soft, warmed cookie. The taste of chocolate starts to linger more in their mouth the more they bite and chew into the second slice, with them already feeling a bit of tightness in their gut. They sighed as they finished the piece, already feeling pretty full from both of the hefty slices.
“Thanks for the food Lightbulb…though I’m starting to feel a little full.” they wheezed out. “Aw c’mon,” Lightbulb chuckles, “You have to have some room in there.” punctuating her words as one hand pats Paintbrush’s stomach. Paintbrush blushes at the sudden intimacy of the action before turning back to their girlfriend who picks up another slice into her hand to give to the other object.
They bite and chew into the slice a little slower than before, as every piece that they swallow adds to the pressure building up in their stomach. They feel their stomach quietly gurgle the more they stuffed into their mouth, and while they wouldn’t admit it, Paintbrush enjoyed the feeling. Lightbulb had moved behind them on the bed as she handed them another section of the cookie. “C’mon Painty, you can have another.” Lightbulb affirmed, rubbing their partner’s taut belly. Making work of their fourth slice, they started to take notice of their fullness becoming more apparent, their stomach bulging a little from the dessert.
“You’re doing so well for me, Painty.” Lightbulb praises as she soothes the growing belly. Paintbrush swallows the final pieces of the cookie hard, laying themself against Lightbulb as they groan out. “Uggh…Lightbulb…I don’t think I can take another piece.” sighed Paintbrush, belly already overstuffed from half of the cookie pizza, the taste and smell of frosting and chocolate prevalent to their senses. Lightbulb ponders for a bit before coming up with an idea, “Well if you can’t, maybe I can fill you up nicely myself.” Paintbrush gives Lightbulb a questioning glance, and from Paintbrush’s look, Lightbulb knows that her partner wants some form of elaboration.
“This was supposed to be my sweet surprise, but you’ve been doing all the work of stuffing yourself,” Lightbulb picks up another piece of the cookie, “So how about I feed you instead. Relax and let me do all the work~” she purrs out, holding the fifth slice to Paintbrush’s mouth. Their mouth opens on their own accord, heat rushing to their face as they take the handfed slice.
Cookie and chocolate slide down their throat with ease, and as each bite is taken, tiny crumbs strew their mouth and stomach. Paintbrush licks their lips after finishing, gathering up loose crumbs and chocolate, though their attempts at cleaning themself are fleeting as their mouth is stuffed with another piece of cookie pizza. Their belly lets out an audible grrURRgle as more food is deposited, and despite the ache and stretch of their rounded gut, Paintbrush enjoys the attention they receive from the light. Lightbulb’s hand rubs and presses on her partner’s belly as they gorge on the remaining pieces of the cookie wedge, a deep groan coming synonymously from her partner’s mouth and stomach.
“Look at me just spoiling you so well,” Lightbulb plants a kiss on the object’s temple, “You’ve done so well for me, but we don’t want to leave any leftovers.” Two pieces of the dessert lay on the plate, and Paintbrush’s eyes widen in bewilderment as Lightbulb grabs both pieces, stacking one on top of the other.
“Mhhh…Lightbulb…please,” Paintbrush sighs heavily in contentment. The tightness in their midsection was becoming pleasantly unbearable at this point, their belly growing considerably and the noises of their stomach more acute. Lightbulb slowly rubs around their gut, gentle circles helping to alleviate the pressure of their tummy. “These pieces are a bit smaller than the rest so it shouldn't be that much trouble,” Lightbulb encouraged, bringing the two pieces near the mouth of her partner, “Open up~”
Paintbrush opened their mouth wide to accommodate the width of both slices, taking a deep bite out of both pieces. Paintbrush chewed and swallowed the chunks of cookie swiftly, large portions of the dessert moving downwards into their snug throat and tummy. Small huffs would escape their maw before they took a bite after another.
“Omga! A bit greedy aren’t you,” teased Lightbulb as she fed the latter half of both wedges into the waiting maw of her partner.
The end of the cookie slices is stuffed into Paintbrush’s mouth, a groan emanating from deep within them as they chew through the last remains of the cookie pizza, swallowing earnestly. They tiredly comb a hand through their bristles as they tilt their head upward and release a thick burp in exhaustion.
Paintbrush could finally get a good look at themself, stomach obscenely bulging over the bottom of their handle, stomach still keening loudly in the room. They then felt both of Lightbulb’s hands on their stomach, pushing her fingers deeply and softly kneading the wobbling flesh. “Huff…Lightbulb” Paintbrush moans out at their girlfriend’s ministrations, a thick blush spreading on their cheeks as their belly responds to her touch.
She kisses the side of their mouth as she continues petting “I think I filled you up pretty well,” Ligthbulb giggles, “you also seem to have enjoyed yourself too.” She says as her face lights into a smirk.
“Shut uppp…” Paintbrush responds tiredly, covering their warm face with a hand as Lightbulb pulls them to lay on the bed.
The rest of their afternoon is spent with quiet kisses and small amounts of chatter as they cuddle up to each other, Paintbrush’s stomach pushing against Lightbulb as her hands ghost over their soft skin.