Belching Kontest WIP Preview

Contains Belching, Bellystuffing, and Vore

Sonya and Mileena face off in a belching contest. Can the Earthrealm mortal stand a chance against the powerful putrid maw of the carnivorous princess?

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Sonya Blade and Mileena had clashed in physical battles before, but this type of contest was entirely new to them.

Somehow, they agreed to engage in a belching contest. Whoever had the best belch between the two in terms of volume, sound, and odor would be declared the winner. Just like in a regular fight, the winner would be allowed to perform a fatality on the loser, or at the very least give them a good pummeling. 

They were given time before the contest started to binge to their heart's content to fuel their burps. Sonya Blade, being an American girl, opted for good old fast food as her meal of choice. She went to her favorite diner in Austin, dropped an obscene amount of cash on the counter, and demanded they keep the burgers and fries coming until she told them to stop.

Sonya ate her meal rather sloppily, taking the greasy burgers and cramming them into her mouth, swallowing them after barely chewing. She did the same with the fries, scooping up as many as she could in her greasy grasp. She was treating this like a mission, so she couldn't let silly things like decorum get in the way of her victory. She needed to eat as much as she could, as fast as she could, the contest was starting in a few hours!

Sonya had to constantly remind herself not to belch, as she was extremely tempted to just lean back, hand resting against her swollen, grease-slicked belly, letting out a satisfied burp for everyone to hear before falling into a blissful food coma. But she couldn't. Every time she felt a bubble of gas about to come up, she forced it back down her throat. Sonya was uncomfortably swollen. She felt like she was pregnant again, and she looked like it to, with how perfectly round her belly was. Of course, instead of a baby in her womb, she had several dozen cheeseburgers and a whole lot of gas stewing in her guts. 

She obviously couldn't eat so much without something to wash it down, so she ordered a six-pack of soda. She chugged it all down in seconds. The fizzy cola made holding in her gas especially difficult. She was even more ridiculously bloated them before, her stomach sticking out two feet in front of her, pressed up against the edge of the table. 

Mileena, meanwhile, was binging in preparation as well. Her choice of food was far more morbid, as was to be expected. Her facemask removed, her hideous rows of sharp, yellowed teeth exposed, she took a handful of raw, bloodied meat and brought it up to her lips. 

Her maw was like a blender, tearing the meat to shreds until it was soft enough to be gulped down by her throat. The process was incredibly messy, of course, blood sprayed everywhere as her teeth tore into it. 

Mileena didn't need to worry about staining her outfit, as she was completely nude, her muscular body and modest but shapely breasts exposed to the open air. Her tan skin was covered in blood stains, some old and brownish, some crimson and fresh.

Her stomach was the bloodiest, bloated and distended. Nearly every inch was covered in stains, with bloody handprints on either side of her belly. Mileena knew she was supposed to save up her precious gas from the contest, but she couldn't help but let out a rather loud, meaty belch to finish off her gorey dinner. She still had plenty to spare, Sonya Blade had no idea what was coming.

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Because Mileena got to choose the venue of their contest, it took place in a dingy, underground Outworld arena. In the center was a small circle for Mileena and Sonya to stand, surrounded on all sides by row upon row cheering Tarkatans and other Outworld occupants. Though the two competators were standing a good few feet from each other, their gurgling bellies were so distended that they nearly touched.

"I look forward to dining on your flesh," Mileena hissed, caressing the sides of her gut, swollen with fresh meat. "After I make some room of course. I’ll even let you go first. Otherwise it wouldn’t be fair~”

Sonya simply huffed dismissively, confident in the output of her own burger-bloated belly. She didn’t appreciate Mileena’s arrogance, but she wouldn’t pass up the opportunity for some first hit props either. So, she opened her mouth as wide as she could, and blasted a booming beefy belch right into Mileena’s smug fanged face. 

BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARPP!!

The smell of meat, cheese, and grease shot straight up Mileena’s nose s Sonya’s lips flapped from the force. Sonya thought this was a terrifically powerful belch, but apparently Mileena disagreed. 

"Is that all you've got?" she hissed through the lingering cloud of Sonya's smog.

"I'd like to see you do it better," Sonya said confidently, although on the inside she was rattled. Was she really this out of her depth?

"With pleasure," she said, stomach growling ominously as her fanged jaws opened to unleash something truly hellish.

BRHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUURRRPPPP!!!

The sound was less like a belch and more like a monstrous roar, as hot, foul air poured out of Mileena’s maw for almost thirty seconds straight, with enough force to make her opponent’s hair flutter and a stench potent enough to make her nostrils sting.

Sonya was left reeling, stumbling back from the stench and nearly falling out of the arena entirely. 

“What! Giving up already?”

”Ngh, I’m not done yet,” Sonya said, stepping forward to face her opponent once again, even if that meant immersing her in the cloud of Mileena’s gut-stench that still lingered in the air.

Mileena simply scoffed. Sonya was ready to do whatever it took to prove her overconfidence wrong. She didn't want to inhale too much before her next belch, lest she expose herself to more of the awful odor Mileena had belched into the air, so she simply allowed the fast-food gas in her gut to bubble up naturally before it reached its tipping point and exploded out of her throat. She pushed down against her tightly food-packed stomach as her belch made its exit too, just to give her eruption that extra bit of force.

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The Tarkatans in the audience gagged from the stench, but Mileena was still unphased. In fact, she made a show of just how unimpressed she was, disinterestedly checking her nails even as that gale of beefy stench blew across her face.

Sonya wasn't sure if she was more angry or terrified that Mileena barely had any reaction to her belches, but she was leaning towards the latter, as she knew that the consequences for losing would be dire. And even with that aside, she would still need to endure another one of Mileena's dreadful burps before this competition was over. Forfeiting was not allowed.

Mileena took her sweet time, as she knew there was nothing Sonya could do as she slowly, playfully sauntered towards her. With each step, her belly gurgled and quaked, making Sonya all the more terrified of whatever nightmarish concoction of gasses she was brewing in there.