The Super-Sized Video (Mindy's Collab - pt. 2)

Oh, shit… Mindy was starting to have some regrets. Not big enough regrets to stop, per se, but regrets nonetheless…

“Oh shit, I feel like I’m going to pop!” Tara crooned as she slid a hand behind her back and underneath her panties. She pulled out the enema tube and let it fall (Mindy would clean that part of the floor later), then slapped the side of her gut and laughed. “I can’t even remember the last time I went so big for a stream! Guess I overdid it trying to compete with you, huh, Crims?”

Mindy swallowed hard. She’d heard the drum-like sound that Tara’s belly had just made from that slap point-blank at it had destroyed her mental. The fact that she was having trouble thinking straight from being so damn full herself wasn’t helping either…

When Mindy didn’t respond at all, Tara just laughed. “It looks like Crim’s just about done too, so we should start wrapping up the stream. I’ll answer a few questions from y’all and- oof, so heavy - then we’ll get to work on that video for our super-fans~.”

Tara had waddled her way over to the computer and was leaning against the desk with one hand while she rubbed her flanks with the other. Her belly was mostly exposed now thanks to her pink camisole losing the battle against the distended slope of her belly, leaving plenty of tantalizing tanned skin for Mindy to ogle while her brain worked on rebooting.

“... Again, no, we’re not going to fuck on stream! Or in the video, either! Jesus, you guys are relentless!... Our maxes? Well, this is close to the most I’ve ever done, and Crim…” Tara glanced over her shoulder. “What’s your max, Crim?”

Mindy’s brain whirred back to life enough to register Tara’s question. “Uh… soft max, five liters… most I’ve done is… maybe eight and a half-ish?”

Tara blinked. “Oh yeah, that sounds right, actually. From that Valentine's soda bloat, right? One of your haters on that Reddit thread tried to say you were full of shit by trying to prove that someone your size physically couldn’t drink the amount you did. I’m pretty sure they’d said that was the amount you’d supposedly drank. I’d passed it off at first, but it looks like that guy was at least good at math, huh?”

Mindy shrugged. She could care less about that Reddit thread. While Mindy was paranoid as hell about ‘real’ interactions with people, when it came to anonymous hate like that… it just brushed off like water on a duck’s back. It was the one thing Mindy was thick-skinned about and she was so thankful for it.

“Whelp, either way, you guys got at least, like, seven liters of proof today, so you can all go tell that thread that they’re full of shit, huh? Heh.” Tara straightened up and gave her belly a good massaging right in front of the cam while continuing, “Ok, well, I think that’s about it for today, guys! If we’re gonna do a vid, then we need to get started now before our bodies start trying to get all this liquid out of us. Hope you all enjoyed~. ‘Night night!”

Tara tapped a button on the keyboard, waited for a few seconds, then turned to Mindy. A wide grin covered her face. “That went great! Awesome job, Minds!”

It felt a little weird for Tara to switch back to using her real name so quickly, but… Mindy did like Minds better than Crims… “Did it- *hem*. D-Did it? It kinda feels… like we didn’t really… do much of a stream as we did just… a normal… hooo… tum session…”

Mindy was feeling winded and light-headed. Now that she wasn’t in the moment of bloating herself to hell, Mindy was starting to really feel the toll from being this full. Seven liters was a bitch and a half to carry around like this - and the half-bottle of wine she’d chugged wasn’t helping her either.

“Yeah, it was great!” Tara confirmed. She slapped her own belly again and then walked over to gently grab Mindy’s swollen gut. “It might not have been as intimate as some of my other collabs, but these results are way more than worth the difference. I might ham it up on stream a little, but you really are freaking AMAZING for being able to get so big when you’re so little. Your tums are so cute and sexy~.”

If Mindy’s brain hadn’t been melted before, it sure as hell was now. Her face blasted red as Mindy looked everywhere but at Tara. “Th-Th-That’s- Uh- I- NNNNNG-”

Tara laughed. She leaned down and gave Mindy a quick peck on the cheek, which got all of Mindy’s juices going on over-time. Then she froze and winced. “Oof! That water’s all trying to evac now. I can usually hold it for longer, but- *MNG* I don’t usually go this big.” Tara smiled weakly at Mindy. “H-Hey, I know you’re bloated all the way to Sunday and back, but could you be a doll and go get my special plug and my lube from my bag? I might end  up- *nnNN* making a mess on your carpet otherwise.”

That sobered Mindy right up. She nodded hurriedly and waddled off on her mission. There was Mindy’s bag, and there was… an overly large black butt plug. Gross. Nice, but also, gross. Mindy carefully grabbed the non-invasive part of the plug and a bottle of lube and waddled back to Tara, who hadn’t moved an inch. “I’ve got it… hooo… so…”

“So now put it in!” Tara interrupted. She winced again and Mindy could see her ass clench up beneath her super-tight jeans. “I’m not g-gonna last for much longer-”

“O-Ok, ok!” Mindy said, panicked. With the desire to not get filthy water all over her floor overpowering her horny senses, Mindy didn’t hesitate to yank down Tara’s pants and panties. She sloppily drenched the butt plug in lube, then grabbed one of Tara’s cheeks. “It’s coming in, so get ready.”

“Just do i- Aaaah!” Tara’s desperate voice peaked in a yelp as Mindy slowly but deliberately shoved the black plug into its new home. A little water squirted around the plug at first, but soon enough the water’s exit was completely blocked off by rubber. Tara leaned forward and put her hands on her knees, panting hard. “Ooooooh, fuck ME, that’s tight! Oooh, I feel like I’m gonna pop! It all wants out but now it can’t! Hooooooh, fuck!”

Uh oh. The horny was back. Mindy gulped hard as she finished sliding the plug in. She didn’t bother pulling Tara’s panties back up. Instead, she sidled up closer to Tara’s behind and leaned forward, pressing her distended gut into Tara’s back while reaching around her to cradle Tara’s own inflated belly. The taller woman groaned heavily, then breathed, “Y-You’re certainly an eager one, huh? I d-don’t know how you’re still able to think straight with so freaking much inside you, l-let alone move.”

Mindy giggled as she moved her hands down from Tara’s lower belly to feel her hips, then her ass. She gave the delightful cheeks a good squeeze before responding, “It’s a… gift… heheh…”

“Gift or not, you still s-sound like you’re on your last legs,” Tara said. She sucked in a deep breath and straightened up, then turned around in Mindy’s arms. She smiled down at Mindy. “The cramps are settling down a little, so I think I’m good to go. So the question is… still up to that bonus video?”

Oh fuck, right. The bonus video. Mindy frowned in concern. “What would… we be doing for it…?”

“Whatever you’re comfortable with, Minds~,” Tara answered. She ran a hand along the side of Mindy’s taut gut, making her shudder. “I teased that you might be drinking the rest of what you brought in here on-stream, but we could do anything, really. We could also just have some light fun in bed, or we could roleplay, or… really, anything is fine so long as we don’t show too much.”

Anything…? Well… actually, Mindy didn’t quite feel at her max yet, despite the fact that she was already having some trouble breathing… and she felt so tight… and heavy… The idea of finishing off the rest of the drinks, though, was just so enticing. Especially since she’d have Tara here this time to see to her poor abused belly…

“I’m, uh… I could probably fit a little more…” Mindy bit her lip and looked up at Tara. “I-I’ll need some help, though…”

Tara blinked. Then she grinned at the bloated woman. “Give me some attention while I’m ‘helping’ and I’ll fill you up until you burst, lil’ red.”

Lil’ red? That was a pretty basic name for a redhead, but at this exact moment, Mindy was all for it. She giggled again and then leaned up for a kiss, which Tara gladly gave her. Then she finally let go of Tara’s butt (yes, she’d been squeezing this whole time - so sue her). “I’ll get the drinks, so… get what you need for the video…”

“Will do~,” Tara agreed. She gave Mindy’s belly one last little slap before breaking away. Mindy shivered as a hot flash ran through her body. She was completely on edge and desperate to get going, so she did her best to quickly get her drinks to the bedroom. Emphasis on ‘best’ - Mindy’s fat gut was making moving hard, let alone moving with any kind of haste. If she did, her gut would wobble harshly and send spasms of tension and pleasure rocketing through her torso. While great, that wasn’t exactly helpful to getting to the good parts. Prioritize, damn body! It’ll be even better in just a bit, so hold on!

Mindy had never been so thankful to collapse onto her bed as she was now. Her stomach sloshed heavily from her flop, making the whole thing shift around and rendering Mindy mute for a moment. She didn’t know why she felt so much more sensitive everywhere when she was this full, but she was not going to complain. Mindy glanced at her sheets and debated trying to disguise them, but… that would mean getting up, which she wasn’t sure she was capable of doing at the moment. It would probably be fine. She was pretty sure the only people that might recognize her sheets would be her parents, and if they ended up watching the video, then, well… there were going to be more pressing issues on Mindy’s mind than being recognized.

It didn’t take long food Tara to join Miny in the bedroom, her inflated gut entering the room before her. She was also having to take it slow, but still had an easier time of it from both having less in her and being decently taller. Tara had a nice-looking camera and a tripod with her, which she quickly set up at the corner of Mindy’s bed opposite her. She glanced over at Mindy, then walked over. “Your mask is a little… there~,” She said as she readjusted Mindy’s custom facemask. Then she took a step back and gave Mindy a once-over. “I don’t know how, but you look even bigger while laying down. Like… fuck, man, heh.”

Mindy laughed and gave her stomach a few solid pats. “Y-Yeah, it… kinda crushes me a little… heh…”

“I hear that. So, before we start, anything you want to do? You wanna change your clothes, your sheets, take a bathroom break… anything?”

The glutted woman shook her head. “Let’s get this done so that… we can have some fun…”

Tara smirked. “No objections here. Let’s get this done with then!” With that, she walked over to the camera. After a little fiddling, a red light lit up on the top. Then she walked over to the side of the bed Mindy had collapsed on. She’d abandoned her jeans earlier, so her toned legs and damn fine thighs were on full display. She’d pulled her panties back up, though, and her camisole was still on even though all it was covering now was her boobs, so Tara’s goods were still hidden from view. She smiled and laid a hand on the peak of Mindy’s belly, playing with her navel. “Don't hog the whole bed, Crims. Scootch over so that I don’t block your gorgeous belly from the shot.”

Oh, right. Mindy scooted over to the center of the bed, making enough space for Tara to crawl up next to her. The tall blonde knelt next to Mindy and grinned playfully. “Thanks, doll. Now then, how about we get started? You’ve only got one liter of juice and a little more left, and I want it aaaaaall in you before we get to the good stuff~.”

Authoritative Tara was back. HO boy. Mindy gulped and nodded before opening her mouth. She was SO glad that she’d cut the mouth hole in her facemask properly. It would’ve been the absolute worst if it’d gotten in the way at all today.

Tara reached across Mindy to where the latter woman had set down her two remaining drink bottle, deliberately pressing her own swollen belly against Mindy’s. The bloated redhead couldn’t help but gasp sensually at the heightened pressure. Then Tara straightened back up with a bottle in hand. She made a show of cracking it open while Mindy still waited with her mouth open. Then, finally, she put the open bottle to Mindy’s lips.

The juice started to flow into Mindy’s mouth. It was pear juice, a niche favorite of hers, but that didn’t really matter since Mindy couldn’t care less about the taste. All she could focus on at the moment was relaxing her throat and swallowing, restarting the torture on her heavily taxed insides.

The results of Mindy’s newest indulgence were immediate. A wave of tension washed over her gut, doubling back with a wave of heat that hit more than just her middle. Mindy moaned loudly but kept drinking, gulping the juice down noisily.

Tara used one hand to hold the pear juice in place while the other massaged the length of Mindy’s giant gut. Mindy’s eyes went fuzzy with pleasure, but somewhere in the depths of her foggy brain, Mindy vaguely recalled Tara’s request for attention in exchange for this. Her inflated tum was right there too, so Mindy could just…

“Oh- you little devil!” Tara gasped as Mindy’s hand slid up the lower curve of her distended gut. She pressed in semi-hard as she massaged Tara’a belly, making the taller woman grunt and pant even as she poured juice down Mindy’s throat. “A-Aaaah, that feels so good! My belly’s so freaking tight from all this water! A little bit lower- oooooh!”

Even when blasted like this, Mindy could tell Mindy was hamming it up for the camera, but that didn’t make her moans any less hot in the moment. Mindy gladly kept seeing to Tara’a belly even as her own gut grew ever tighter and louder.

“HmmMMmmmm!” Mindy groaned forcefully as a particularly powerful cramp ran across her gut. She squirmed in place, her legs involuntarily pulling up and her toes gripping her sheets. Her right hand kept rubbing Tara’s belly on autopilot while her left desperately gripped her flank as if to hold herself together enough to take just one more drink. She was so full, but… there was still more! She could be even bigger! Tighter! She gulped greedily even as her stomach audibly wailed, the taste of the juice nothing but a memory.

Her mouth was empty - but just for a moment. Mindy barely had a second to heave for breath before a second, half-empty bottle of juice was jammed into her maw. This was it! Mindy’s brain was too high on every hormone it could possibly pump out right now to remember how much she’d drank exactly, but she was almost certainly over eight liters! This would put her either at her record or over it! She was going to be bigger, rounder, tighter, and heavier than she’d EVER been! And then she was going to have Tara pamper her, spoil her, torture her, soil her! Oh FUCK, it was so much!

“HmmMMMMMMMMMM!” Mindy’s back arched and her spherical gut jutted towards the sky. She was too full! Her skin felt fit to rip, her guts too overfull to expand even one more millimeter! Her eyes rolled back in her head as ripples of pain and pleasure echoed over her boulderous gut again and again and again with every single hasty swallow she took.

It- It was really too much! Mindy couldn’t- AH! She couldn't finish! She was going to pop! She was- She- She was going to- to- TO-

“AaaaAAAhHHHHH-HAAAAAaaaAAAAA!” Mindy screamed aloud as the bottle was yanked from her lips. Her mouth hung open as her body went limp. Her eyes rolled back to their intended positions and she stared blankly up at the ceiling, a stupid grin plastered on her face while she fought for all the air she could stomach.

“Jesus fucking CHRIST, Mi- Crim!” Tara exclaimed with a mixture of concern, wonder, and intense interest. She hesitantly put a hand on the side of Mindy’s overpumped ball of a gut and flinched when Mindy’s entire belly spasmed under her light touch. “This- Freaking hell, you look like you’re gonna explode! You FEEL like you’re gonna explode! Are you alright?”

Mindy couldn’t form a coherent sentence at the moment. All she could manage was a shaky, “F-Feels… so… *HURP*... good… too… tight… too… good…”

Tara just looked at Mindy for a second before shaking her head tiredly. She looked up and over Mindy’s towering gut and smiled. “It’s short, but that’s it, guys! Crim really looks like she needs to rest and digest after making her gut fit to burst like this. Hope you all enjoyed!” Then the blonde woman stood up, her bloated belly wobbling, and went over to the camera. The little red light signaling it was recording ended. Then it came back on.

“What… why….?”

“Why?” Tara looked back to Mindy. A wicked smirk spread across her face. “Because I don’t actually believe for a second that what you want right now is to rest, and I’m gonna want to remember this for a long, LONG time~.”

By the time Mindy’s brain managed to process those words, Tara had already slipped out of her panties and pulled off her shirt. She then moved to where Mindy couldn’t see thanks to the protrusion of her massive, tight gut. She heard the bed creak and felt it dip beneath her feet. Then an electric surge ran up her spine as a hand lightly caressed the lower slope of her globular belly. A pair of eager hands pushed her legs apart, then-

“Be- Be gentle down th- AaaAAAAAAh, fuck! Fuck *HuuuOOOORP* ME!”

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I really do post the second part of all thee fics too far apart from the first, huh? Totally my bad. Here's a link to part 1, btw: The Super-Sized Stream (Mindy's Collab - pt. 1) | Jaundis on Patreon

This was a fun little mini-saga! However, don't expect to see Tara in every Mindy fic from now on - or even that many of them. I have SO many pairings already, and one of Mindy's draws for me was that she was a solo gal doing solo stuff. I like having my solo characters as well as my soft sapphics. So sue me~.

You CAN expect one more guaranteed Tara appearance, though. I have a little post-ending thing for this fic that ended up going on for longer than I wanted but I also didn't want to cut it altogether, so I'm gonna post it as a short sometime later. 

As for other general news... the Edelyth fic is in progress still, I have a massive special event fic that's just about ready to post, I'm working on a comm that should be done within the month (maybe even week), and the first art comm from the 50 patrons poll is currently in the process of being made! I'll leave it a surprise which pair of ladies is going first~. Things are busy AF over at Jaundis HQ, and it's only gonna get busier!