(18+) FUNKYRUT (18+)Author's Note: I have drawn exactly ONE image of Chem and this story is the only thing I really know about him, that he's a cam boy. He's the same species as Roman, but he looks different. Character Refs: Chem Feed the Donut Hole“Oh! A thanks to kittyxxkitty for the twenty dollars! You know what that means, chat!” Chem, or DonutAlchemy as he went by, grinned into the camera. Though his eyes were hidden behind his shaggy bangs, the audience knew his eyes were twinkling. His single feathery wing gave a flap. His audience could never figure out how he had rigged it up to move so realistically–or to get the single eye that rested within the curve of it to wink. His online persona was a biblically accurate angel–or that’s what he told them. Some combination of eyes and wings and animal parts. Some asked if he was a furry. He would just shrug. His donkey tail gave a happy little wag as he leaned back from his spot on the floor and opened the mini fridge next to his bed. He retrieved a large carton of whole fat milk and held it up to the camera. The chat filled with the eyes emoji. New and old watchers alike were excited to see if their good friend Chem could really down the whole carton. They had already watched him slowly eat two pizzas that night. He wasn’t a big guy. He was average in height and a little thin in build and this was what made these streams so exciting for his audience. Every donation resulted in a visible change. Tonight his shirt was clinging to his growing middle. The chat constantly begged for him to lift it but he simply waved a finger at them and told them to wait just a little longer, insisting that all their kind donations were going towards something spectacular. Chem sat back down and pitched his webcam a little lower so that chat had a better view of his belly. He drummed his fingers against it to ramp up the anticipation. Then he angled the camera back up to his face. “Down the hatch!” He announced. He pinched the spout of the carton open and tipped it back. Chem drank the milk in deep, loud gulps, pausing only to suck down a breath. The chat cheered him on with a chorus. DRINK DRINK DRINK It was over almost as soon as it started. Chem pulled the carton away from his lips and drew in a deep breath before letting out a sigh. He leaned back and patted his stomach. Right before their eyes it had gotten rounder. Chem smiled triumphantly as he took a moment to catch up on chat. “Thanks again to kittyxxkitty for the sweet donation! It was delicious! If you’re just joining us, I’m DonutAlchemy and this Feed the Donut Hole. You can find a list of donation amounts below if you wanna see how big this bad boy can get!” He rubbed a slow circle across his tummy and laughed. Then he hiccuped. “S’cuse me! Haha. I hope everybody is doing great tonight.” A small donation came in and redeemed a can of soda. Chem drank it in one go and serenaded the chat with a loud belch. Another came in and redeemed two hot pockets. He ate them slowly so he didn’t burn his mouth. One more came in and redeemed the box of Ho Hos sitting on his bed. He ate them all one right after the other, pausing only to lick cream off his lips. “Mm-mm,” Chem crooned and patted his belly. Though the prizes were small, chat pointed out that they could see more wrinkles in his shirt where his stomach was pulling against it. He loved the attention. Everyone was so happy and encouraging. A few folks teased him too and he liked that the most. While there was a lul in donations, Chem made a big show of stretching his arms over his head and bending backward so that the camera got the perfect view of every new centimeter. Chem was in the middle of hamming it up when the donation chime went off. It was kittyxxkitty again with another twenty dollars. He blinked in surprise before breaking into a huge grin. “Aw, Kitty! Thank you so much! I hope you’re enjoying the show. Just a reminder, your donations go toward groceries and the time I have to take off from work because of you guys, hahaha!” Chem retrieved another carton of milk from his mini fridge. He opened it with much ceremony and tipped it back, drinking more slowly than before. He could feel the milk seeping into every little gap as it settled heavily in his stomach. Chem groaned a little when he pulled the spout away from his lips. He coughed and thumped a fist against his chest. “Whew! I think a little of that went down the wrong way, chat! Haha, thank you so much, Kitty. This one’s for you.” Chem unclipped his mic from his shirt collar and pressed it against his stomach. Chat exploded into eyes and sweat drop emojis as quiet bubbling sounds came over the mic. “That’s alllll you guys,” Chem said with a smug little smile. He clipped the mic back onto his shirt collar and sat back with both hands on his stomach. He massaged it as he watched the chat. YOU’RE SO CUTE BE CAREFUL I LOVE YOU CHEM I GET PAID TOMORROW WILL YOU STREAM TOMORROW EEE OUR BOY LOOKIN LIKE A DAMN GLOBE It went on and on like that. He felt like the luckiest guy in the world. Chem reached out to adjust his laptop screen a little when another donation chime went off. He glanced over to the other window to find that kittyxxkitty had dropped another twenty dollars. “Oh wow…Kitty, I’m–so touched!” Chem searched for Kitty’s name in the chat but they never said a word. Chem thought that was a little strange but maybe they were just shy. A lot of people dropped donations without saying anything but this was the third one in a night! Chem twisted on the spot to reach for the door of his mini fridge. He winced. He was so full that turning around was getting hard. With a hand to his stomach he leaned further and further until the tips of his fingers grazed the handle. He managed to get it open and nearly tipped over when he grabbed the next carton. “Whew…guys, we might be coming up on the end of our stream tonight.” He flicked the door shut and faced the chat. Aw no! I JUSt gOT HERE YOUR MY FAV!!11 DONT GO Chem couldn’t help but smile. He wiggled the carton of milk in front of the camera and licked his lips to stir up the crowd. They ate it up. He pinched open the spout and began to drink with a hand splayed against his gut. He paused after every other gulp to breathe and rub his stomach as though willing it to stretch just a little more. Once he finished, he could take a few pics for his blog, sign off, and pass out in a calorie coma. About halfway through the carton, Chem heard his stomach let out a deep groan. “Oof, chat, did you guys hear that?” He lowered the milk to peer at the screen. GO GO GO YOURE DOING IT MAD LAD YOU CAN DO IT CHEM He swallowed. These were his fans. He would do it for them. He would do it for Kitty. He closed his eyes and tipped the carton of milk back again, determined to drink the rest of it in a single gulp. With every passing second, Chem could feel his belly getting tighter and tighter. He had yet to find his limit but he thought this just might be it. Finally, with a loud gasp, he pulled the spout away from his lips and panted. He slammed the carton down on the floor next to him like a shot. His breaths were shallow. Chem rose his hands and made a sign. “Aaaand that’s time. Ooh. Oof. Ough. Chat, you guys are incredible.” He smiled down at the emojis and praise flooding his screen. “I think you guys have earned it…” Chem lifted his shirt and revealed his belly to the chat. SO ROUND OMG YOURE GONNA POP HOLY SHIT I WANNA TOUCH IT DONT DIE CHEM WOW SO CUTE DONUT HOLE FULL They were all right. Chem’s belly had grown so large and round that he couldn’t suck it in even if he tried. He passed his hands over his stomach and gently pressed his fingers into his skin to show just how tight it was. It protruded so far from the rest of his body that he knew that he wouldn’t be able to see his feet if he stood up. “Oh my god, haha,” Chem breathed. He slid his hands under his stomach and tried to lift it a little to better show it off, but it wouldn’t budge. “This feels insane, you guys. I feel like I swallowed a freaking basket ball…no, a beach ball.” He leaned back on his palms so that the camera could see him in all his glory. Chem couldn’t keep his hands away from his stomach for long. It fascinated him that his body could do this. He peered back at his laptop in time to see a stellar comment. CHEM PREGGO LMAO Chem struggled to contain a laugh as not to upset his stomach. If he bounced it too much, he might barf on stream. “I feel preggo.” He turned to the side and rubbed his swollen belly the way a proud mother-to-be might and batted his eyelashes at the camera. They loved that. “I’m naming her Kitty.” Then, to Chem’s surprise, kittyxxkitty spoke up in chat for the first time. They said, THX Chem chuckled. “You are so welcome, Kitty.” He was interrupted by a hiccup. Chem gingerly patted the arch of his belly to quiet it. The last thing he needed was hiccups. “Everybody thank Kitty, I think we’ve got a new record. I’ll post final measurements tonight when the blog post goes up.” He rolled his shirt back down and made a little show of tugging on the hem to show just how far his tummy stuck out. Somehow, with his shirt on, it looked even bigger. “Okay guys, this dairy cow has to waddle off to bed.” A stream of farewells flooded the chat. Chem clicked the disconnect button and sat in solitude for the first time in several hours. He looked around at all the empty food boxes and packages and empty cartons of milk. He looked at his bed. He thought about taking on the herculean task of standing up. “It’s just one night.” He told himself. Slowly and carefully, Chem lay back on his floor. He let out a little wheeze as the sheer weight of his belly settled over him. Now that he was down, he wasn’t sure he’d be getting up any time soon. And that wasn’t so bad. |
