Bountiful Fields - Chapter 2.2 (Hinata Hyuuga WG)

Note: This is a multi-chapter story with a heavy focus on weight gain for our shy ninja. Proceed no further if such content offends you. This chapter ended up being a lot longer than I thought, so I'm actually going to split chapter two up into parts. Please read and enjoy.

‘I can’t believe how delicious this is. I-I can’t stop.’

Such thoughts ran through Hinata’s mind as she rapidly gobbled down the enormous omelet. Even though she had already eaten beyond her limits, or that her belly had expanded dramatically, Hinata continued to feast as if her stomach was empty. Even now, her hunger still burned strongly within her mind, constantly demanding more. The other villagers, having calmed down from the earlier excitement, had resigned themselves to eating their own meals peacefully, while occasionally throwing a small glance to the young ninja. They didn’t eat nearly as fast as Hinata did, but considering the massive size of her meal, they were all most likely going to finish around the same time. Every so often, a small part of her would try to resist the nonstop eating that couldn't have been healthy, but her physical desires overpowered her mental resistance with laughable ease. Every moment she took a bite, the incredible flavors filled her with so much pleasure that she couldn’t stop herself from taking it within her belly. A couple minutes in, and Hinata pretty much gave up for the time being, because at the end of the day, her mind wanted food just as much as her body did, perhaps even more. 

After a few more minutes, Hinata entire breakfast was nearly done. The entire omelet was gone, and all that remained were the eggs and bacon, both of which were disappearing in no time at all. Just like with everything else, Hinata loved the taste, so she did not waste a moment.

*CLANK*

With a bang and a sigh, Hinata placed the enormous plate back on the table, feeling a sense of accomplishment over her tasty conquest. Leaning back on her chair, Hinata simply relaxed, enjoying the lingering aftertaste of the food. She had to admit that indulging herself felt pretty nice. Hinata’s posture on the chair could best be described as sloth, and not at all the professional posture that was expected of her. But after experiencing the hospitality of Bountiful Fields, Hinata couldn’t help but let loose a little bit. She rarely got the chance back in Konoha. As she rubbed her belly, Hinata wondered if she was going to experience that odd growth spurt again. She remembered how it felt from when she ate that pancake stack, and how the intense the sensation was. She was still worried about gaining weight, but a small part of her really wanted to experience it a second time.

“Oooooohh,” Almost as if on cue, she felt a very familiar pressure as Hinata let out a long moan. Once again, she felt a sensation assaulting her body in pulses, like something was trying to get out. Deep down, Hinata was thrilled that it was happening again, so she gave no resistance to the upcoming growth spurt.

“Hinata, could it be that you’re about to grow again?” Mira asked, apparently taking notice of her behavior.

Hinata kept moaning as the pressure within her got stronger and stronger. Just like before, she started to feel a large amount of pleasure course through her, her belly gurgling and churning. Even if it meant getting bigger, she wanted to go through that incredible ecstasy again. So she let her body do whatever it wanted, twitching and moaning, letting the pressure get more powerful by the second, until…

“UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-”

What Hinata experienced was not a growth spurt, but rather the loudest, most guttural, most unladylike belch in history. It took the kunoichi completely by surprise and with no opportunity to resist, so her body had full reign to expel its excess gas to the maximum. Even now, over ten seconds later, it just kept on going. It was so sudden and loud that it caused literally every villager to jump in surprise and turn their heads to the source of the noise.

“UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrppp”

Filled with shock and embarrassment, Hinata desperately tried to control herself in order to prevent the belch from going on. After forcing her mouth to close as much as possible, the massive burp trailed off and died after a few more seconds, but the immense pressure was still there. Hinata tried to hold on longer, but then…

“UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-“

She let loose again, sounding even deeper and louder than before. So powerful was the belch that the plates and mugs on the table were literally shaking to the point that one would wonder if she had somehow set off a mini-earthquake.

“UUURRPP! Oof. Oh… god I’m sorry… URP! I didn’t mean to pfff-UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-“

Once again Hinata tried and failed to hold herself back, releasing another explosion of gas from her mouth that went on for another half a minute. In desperation, the girl grabbed her belly and twisted her torso left and right, trying to do anything to stop the flow, but all of her efforts were of no use. Her body was acting on its own accord, overriding her mental blocks and doing what it wanted.

“RRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrpppp…”

After what seemed like an eternity, the enormous belch at last came to an end. A deafening silence fell upon the town square, every villager staring at Hinata with an expression of shock. Feeling intense awkwardness, Hinata glanced around, not knowing the best way to respond to the situation. Using her rather limited knowledge of social matters, Hinata was only left with one way to respond.

“Ummm, err, uh…”

“Ex…excuse meeeeuuUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-“

*30 minutes later*

“Really Hinata, there’s nothing to be upset about. In all honesty, we were expecting that to happen considering all you ate. If anything, I’m surprised it didn’t happen sooner.”

“I-I know Miss Lenn. But it was still so embarrassing. I couldn’t stop it!”

Hinata and Lenn were walking together across the village to Lenn’s house. As Mira had mentioned earlier, some of the villagers were scheduled to have a small block of time to spend with Hinata. Currently it was Lenn’s turn, and the older woman was doing her best to console Hinata after her “noisy” conclusion to morning’s breakfast.

“If you ask me, I think your body was holding it in since yesterday. I mean, you didn’t burp at all during yesterday’s dinner, so my guess is that your body got tired of waiting and just let it all out at once.”

“That… might be true,” Hinata quietly agreed as she listened to Lenn’s explanation.

“And honestly, we’ll all get used to it in time. Burping is nothing more than a natural bodily response. There’s nothing to be ashamed about, and I can assure that not a one of us think any less of you for it.” Lenn finished with a lively smile.

While her words did cheer Hinata up, the woman’s choice of words created a bit of concern in her mind.

“Hm, what’s wrong?” Lenn asked worriedly, noticing Hinata’s expression.

“Umm, you said ‘we’ll get used to it’. Are… do you mean that I’ll be doing this a lot more? All of this eating and… you know.”

“Well, why not?” Lenn inquired, “You should treat this trip as a vacation rather than some formal diplomacy trip. I know that wasn’t what you were told in Konoha, but trust me, it’s perfectly fine to indulge yourself here. Eat all you want, and do whatever you want. You’ve been enjoying it so far, right?”

“Y-yes,” Hinata admitted. Certainly, it was true that so far she was outright loving the time she had spent in Bountiful Fields. However, she couldn’t help but be worried by the hidden desires that seemed to have been awakened within her. She glanced down to her distended belly sticking out over a foot in front of her, which she was tenderly holding in her hands to prevent it from bouncing. It was amazing how it didn’t even take two full days for it to get this big. She had only hoped that Mira was telling the truth in that the weight gain was nothing more than a temporary side effect. Still, considering the amount she ate, would she still gain weight anyway? Another reason she found Lenn’s words strange was that it seemed like it was almost expected that Hinata would pig out. Was overeating just something that happened in this place, or did they have some odd insight into her character that Hinata herself did not realize? She could only hope that it was the former.

“Alright, here we are. Just come on right in,” Lenn led Hinata into a simple two-bedroom house. Just like with the small house Hinata rested in, the inside contained good quality furniture without being overly fancy, which seemed to be a general theme with the whole village. The floors were a clean hardwood along with leather couches, glass tables, and, interestingly enough, quite a few paintings and statues of food items. Hinata tried to ignore the slight twinge of hunger she felt at seeing a small painting of a cute little cupcake, and instead tried to enjoy the quiet atmosphere of the dimly lit house. It gave off a relaxing atmosphere, to the point that one could simply leave the door wide open and still feel completely safe.

“Don’t be shy sweetie,” Lenn said as she hurried off right away into the kitchen, “make yourself at home. I’ll bring some snacks for you.”

‘Snacks!?’ Hinata yelped in her head. Once again, she did her best to ignore the sudden burst of craving she felt. Luckily it faded away for the most part after a few seconds of concentration, but it still simmered beneath the surface. Hinata could only hope that whatever Lenn brought out wasn’t too big of a portion. She had already eaten enough as it is. Her worries were forgotten for the moment when she sank her backside (was it her imagination, or was her butt a little bigger?) into the couch. With a pleasant sigh, Hinata felt herself melt into the smooth, comfortable leather. It was becoming a predictable pattern by now, but it never ceased to amaze the girl how incredibly high-quality everything was in Bountiful Fields. Not just the food, but the furniture as well. If not for the fact that Lenn was coming back, she most likely would have nodded off and taken a nice nap.

“Alright sweetie, your snack is ready” called out Lenn in a sing-song voice. Turning her head in response, Hinata saw Lenn re-enter the living room, her face absolutely beaming.

What Hinata saw next made her jaw drop. It wasn’t just one thing, but rather two major things that stunned her. The first thing was what Lenn had brought into the room. To put it simply, Bountiful Fields had a very strange definition of “snack”. What she witnessed was an utterly massive plate that held a stacked pyramid of what had to be no less than one hundred sandwiches, all of them cut diagonally and without crust. Each sandwich was filled with all manner of food items: some contained nothing but a generous helping of tuna, others with your traditional combination of turkey, ham, and bacon, others with grilled steak and fried onions, and many, many more. There was even a mixture of cold sandwiches, and hot, toasted sandwiches. All of it making sure that there was plenty of variety to go around. That all being said, there was also the second thing that caused Hinata to be severely taken aback. One oddity that surprised her perhaps more than the food itself.

The plate of sandwiches was floating.

In what had to be a sight straight out of a fairytale, Lenn twirled her hand like a princess, making the heavy plate effortlessly dance and spin in mid-air. Lenn giggled as she confidently showed off her ability in front of her guest. Hinata, who was already filled with countless questions regarding the village, now found herself with even more mysteries to solve. The feats that she was seeing right now were definitely the result of jutsu, that much was certain. In truth, a moderately trained wind jutsu user could have made an object float, but it was the fact that a villager from a non-ninja village was using ninjutsu that freaked her out. None of the information Hinata was told ever mentioned Bountiful Fields being anything but a small village that housed regular sustenance farmers and restaurant owners. There was no way anyone in the Leaf Village had known about this.

“B-b-b-b-b-but... h…h…h-h-h-h-how- “, Hinata sputtered.

“Hee hee! Surprised?” Lenn flashed a mischievous smile, as she performed a little dance.

“Y-y-you know ninjutsu!?” Hinata eyes nearly bulged out as gawked at the sight before her.

“Yep, it’s our little village secret,” Lenn replied, “There’s certainly no reason to keep it a secret from you. Promise you won’t tell anyone okay? Oh, but silly me. I know I can trust you with anything.”

“Oh…okay…” the young teen trailed off, not knowing how to respond as she was still recovering from the shock. Lenn didn’t seem taken aback by her companion’s response other than unrestrained glee. With one last twirl of her fingers, the enormous plate of food made one last gentle spin before quietly setting itself down on the table in front of the increasingly chubby girl.

“Anyways, don’t let me waste any time, Hinata. Go ahead and eat up. I think that will do as a big, hearty lunch to help keep you nice and full.”

“Y-you want me to eat, all of this!?” By this point, Hinata slightly chastised herself for not seeing this coming. This village has already done enough to prove that it had no sense of self-restraint. Still, Hinata was more resolved this time to not overeat. Hinata was never much of an expert on maintaining weight since she was always effortlessly thin, but it was obvious at this point that she had consumed more than enough to sustain her for several more hours, if not the rest of the day.

“Err, sorry Ms. Lenn, but I can’t eat all this. I’m still f-full from breakfast.” She couldn’t help but stutter a little when she mouthed the word ‘full’. For reasons she couldn’t quite put into words, the idea of refusing to overeat somehow felt… wrong? The gradually growing cravings certainly weren’t helping either.

“It’s okay sweetie,” Lenn said with understanding, “I don’t expect you to eat all of it. Just have one or two to tie you over for a bit. While you eat, I’ll explain a little bit of our history to you. You have plenty of questions to ask, yes?”

“Thanks Ms. Lenn!” Hinata was relieved by Lenn’s response. It was a win-win situation: she could now control herself from eating too much, and even get to learn more about how Lenn learned the art of ninjustsu. She felt so much better than she was starting to grow a bit hungry. Against her better judgement, Hinata found her gaze drifting towards the delicious mountain of sandwiches again. But there was nothing to be worried about. After all, it’s not like Hinata would be able to eat the 100+ sandwich stack. Sure, she was feeling some twinges of hunger, but it was hardly enough to cause her to overeat. One or two sandwiches wouldn’t be an issue at all.

“Well, I guess a few wouldn’t hurt,” Hinata muttered to herself as her hand reached forward. She grabbed what appeared to be a tuna sandwich, instantly enjoying the feel of the soft bread. As usual, everything screamed out top quality, even the simple snack foods. She honestly appreciated how Bountiful Fields wasn’t afraid to use more “typical” food items, rather than the extremely rare food items you would only see in a royalty-class restaurant. With excitement that was gradually becoming harder to resist, Hinata tentatively took her first bite. Loving the taste, the girl wasted no time in taking her second bite.

“There you go Hina-bunny, eat as much as you want,” Lenn cooed with an almost expectant expression. “Now let’s see… where do I begin?”

As Hinata eased herself by munching on her lunch, Lenn started her tale.

“I won’t bore you too much with the nitty gritty. The most that really needs to be said is that both Mira and I were raised in a small farmstead near the border of the Fire Country. Nothing too fancy or anything; just a simple life surrounded by nice people. When I was a teen, I had an important realization, and thus decided that my life’s goal was to become a master chef. I trained hours every day perfecting my culinary skills, never once taking a break for anyone other than the occasional illness. There wasn’t anything that I didn’t do extensive research on. I learned everything there was about food. How to cook it, how to grow it, what makes it taste good, what gives it the best flavor, where the find the highest quality ingredients, texture, consistency, temperature, all of it.”

Hinata multitasked between finishing up her sandwich and listening intently to Lenn’s story. The way the older woman quickly glossed over her “important realization” made her curious, but she didn’t feel the need to pry. She did find herself in a bit of a conundrum however. Because she had to split her focus, she wasn’t able to enjoy the sandwich as much as she would have liked. Almost on instinct, Hinata decided to eat one more sandwich. It was just one more after all, no big deal. At least with one more sandwich, she could better enjoy the flavor. With that settled, Hinata reached her hand out, helping herself to seconds.

“Mira definitely surprised me though. I found out that she shared my exact dream as well, and it didn’t take long for her to surpass me. I suppose it was because she was much more ambitious than I was, and wasn’t afraid of thinking outside the box. She was the one who proposed using that ninja magic to makes things easier.”

Hinata piqued up at hearing this, intrigued at finally learning the answers behind this ninjutsu-wielding village, although her calling it “ninja magic” was odd. Still, she didn’t want the wonderful flavors in her mouth to fade, so she took a couple more sandwiches to keep her taste buds occupied.

“I never once thought about using ninja magic to augment our cooking, but Mira was able to make it work. Turns out that it was rare to use ninja magic for things not related to combat or espionage. Mira studied it day in and day out, and used it in incredibly useful ways. Using ninja magic, she could modify the soil to increase the quality of crops, regulate the heat of food to keep it at optimal temperature for cooking, and even clone food to some extent.”

“Whaffhh, rilly?” came a muffled surprise from Hinata, her mouth still stuffed with sandwiches. The things that Lenn listed off were unexpectedly advanced for someone who wasn’t even a registered ninja. Being able to clone solid matter in particular was a feat reserved only to highly-trained shinobi.

“Don’t spill out any of your lunch, dear” Lenn scolded, though with such a gentle tone that it almost seemed like she felt bad about it, “But, yes, my sister could indeed use ninja magic at a rather high level. She took great care in keeping her talents a secret though. She only performed basic magic in public, so nobody suspected her of being more talented than she let on. She received a few offers for becoming a ninja, but Mira ultimately announced her desire to never become one. She insisted that she had absolutely no desire to use her knowledge for any reason other than to peacefully enhance her life and others. Thank god for that too, as I was afraid that the ninja villages would have went after her if she was using her magic for battle and ran off. I suppose they didn’t see her as a threat.”

Swallowing down her mouthful, Hinata noticed a slightly icy tone in Lenn’s voice. Normally, her meek personality would have prevented her from speaking up, but considering the great treatment she received so far, Hinata felt enough courage within her to ask. Besides, her original role was to work as a diplomat anyway.

“Umm, Ms. Lenn. Do you, uh, not like ninjas?”

Lenn went quiet at that question. It seemed like what Hinata said did indeed get to her. The older woman had a somewhat hesitant expression, as if she was trying her best to find a way to properly word her feelings. After a surprisingly long pause (and one more sandwich from Hinata), Lenn answered.

“Well… before I say anything, I just want you to know that this absolutely does not involve you in any negative way whatsoever. Believe me, I think the utmost best about you, and I’m sure that everyone in the village feels the same way. None of us blame you for anything. But, I guess, well…”

Another pause.

“I suppose you could say we’re not the biggest fans of ninja.” Lenn quickly stole a quick glance at Hinata, perhaps fearful of offending her, but Hinata showed only curiosity. Slightly at ease, Lenn continued, though she did not make eye contact with the young teen.

“We’re very much a pacifist community. In fact, we made very sure that the only people allowed to live here were those with a truly pure and kind heart. We abhor violence and everything it stands for. Naturally, that kind of puts us at odds with ninja. Ninja villages live for war. They preach the need to violently remove their enemies. They go out and take the lives of thousands to fulfill their need for war, then they come home in bloodstained clothes, declaring the fruits of their violence to be a new era of peace, which they use just to prepare for more war.” Lenn grimaced heavily as she talked, unable to hide the disgust in her face. “To put it simply, we want nothing to do with that, ever. We used our money earned through our restaurants and recipes to create this village, far away from the reach of war. There is no strategic benefit to be had here, only a peaceful community that wishes to be left alone. In order to accomplish that, we’ve done everything possible to ensure that no violence comes to Bountiful Fields.”

Hinata listened intently as she ate, still processing the revelations of Lenn’s comments about shinobi, not entirely sure how to feel.

“I’m sure you’ve noticed already, but this village is women-only. No man is ever allowed to come here. It’s not that we necessarily hate men or anything, but men are too… driven. Too ambitious to conquer. They bring a risk of violence that we see as simply too dangerous. Not only that, but some of the villagers here have suffered at the hands of men, so this place often works as a sanctuary for women who just want to get away from it all.”

Looking at Hinata again, Lenn smiled.

“But in truth, there is one more thing that our village needs before it becomes perfect. A strong desire that all of us have, more than anything, but I’ll keep that a secret.” Lenn said with a mischievous wink, causing Hinata to tilt her head questioningly.

“AHH! Oh, dear me, sorry Hina-bunny!” Lenn squeaked suddenly, “Sorry for getting making things so dark out of nowhere. Sorry, this old woman often runs her mouth without thinking, so don’t let anything I said get you down. Remember that everything I said has nothing to do with you. It’s just our personal bias, nothing personal okay?”

“I-it’s okay Ms. Lenn. I’m not upset about anything. Thank you for being honest with me.” Hinata smiled in an attempt to reassure Lenn, which seemed to work.

“Tee-hee, oh sweetie, you’re such an angel!” Lenn swooned. “Not only are you a big eater, but a great listener as well. Don’t worry though, I won’t bog you down with all the drama again.” Hinata wanted to retort against Lenn calling her a big eater but guilt-fully knew that anything she said would fall flat considering her rather explosive appetite ever since her arrival.

“Oh, and thanks for getting rid of those sandwiches for me too. I’m so glad you loved it. I’ll make sure to bring a much bigger portion for you next time.” Lenn said brightly.

“Huh?” Hinata blinked, “But I didn’t eat all that-“

Hinata’s heart dropped.

The moment Hinata looked down, she felt a cold realization chill her to the bone.

The plate, the plate of over a hundred sandwiches enough to feed dozens of people.

The plate that Hinata promised to only acquire a few sandwiches from.

It was empty.

Nothing was on it except for crumbs. Everything else was gone. And Hinata knew, it was not some magic trick that made the sandwiches disappear. This was no trickery of the eye, nor a figment of her imagination. The sandwiches didn’t vanish. They were eaten. Eaten by her. All of them.

Hinata’s eyes snapped down to her belly, dreading what it looked like now. To her surprise, the size of her belly didn’t increase all that much. It was definitely bigger than before, but it was still just enough to make her look pregnant. In fact, outside of her belly, nothing about her felt all that odd. However, these facts did little to ease the girl’s mind. Something happened to her, that she was sure of. No human could eat as much as she just did without major consequences, and she was afraid to experience whatever was sure to come.

“Oh shoot!” came a disappointed sigh from Lenn, “Our time’s almost up. Soon it’ll be time for you to go meet up with Charlotte and Nell next. A shame, too. It barely feels like we’ve been together, yet it’s already been over an hour. Time really goes by too fast.”

“Ah….ah, b-b-b-ut..” Hinata was still freaking out over the feast she engaged in without even realizing it. It was a miracle that she didn’t literally blow up right then and there. Seeing her panic, Lenn couldn’t help but giggle.

“Hee hee, come now Hinata, we already told you not to worry. It’s just like my little sister said, that weight will come off in no time at all. You’ll be fine.”

Hinata wasn’t entirely convinced though, “But, this, this is still not right! I ate so much, and including breakfast, I, I shouldn’t even be…”

“You’re still standing, aren’t you?” Lenn reassured, “You’re special, Hinata. A little overeating isn’t gonna hurt you, trust me on that. You’ll be fine, I promise.”

“O…okay.” Hinata calmed down a little. She was still doubtful, but Lenn spoke with such sincerity that she couldn’t help but be relieved.

“Now before you go, you wouldn’t mind if I gave that belly a quick massage, right? You probably feel a little bloated at the moment.”

“Huh?” Hinata reacted with hesitation, but Lenn ignored it. It seemed that Hinata didn’t really have a choice in the matter as Lenn was already kneeling in front of her and flexing her slender hands.

“Oh my, it really has gotten big.” The woman marveled at the sight, causing Hinata to feel embarrassed at the attention. Lenn admired her companion’s inflated stomach for a few moments, enjoying how large and taut it became, the gradually growing love handles at her sides, and what looked to be an extra layer of fat just starting to appear near the undersides of Hinata’s breasts. Gingerly, she raised her left hand, and gently placed it on the growing belly.

“Ah!” Hinata gasped as she felt a sharp, yet pleasurable sensation at the place where Lenn touched her, almost like a jolt of very pleasant electricity. The teen went quiet, finding herself afraid, yet also strangely eager to feel that sensation again. Smiling lovingly, Lenn added her right hand, and began to slowly rub her belly.

“Ah! Aaaahhh-“ Hinata couldn’t help but let out a small moan as her belly rub began. She had no idea if her stomach somehow got more sensitive, or if it was always like this, but she found herself unable to resist the wonderful feelings coming from Lenn’s motherly fingers. Her worries from earlier rapidly fading away from her mind, Hinata felt her consciousness washing away into a pleasurable haze. With each passing second, with each gentle stroke of Lenn’s fingers against her large belly, Hinata’s sense of the outside world grew weaker and weaker. ‘This is, just like before…’ was her last thought before her rationality vanished.

“Hinata, you’re such a good girl. So beautiful.”

Lenn’s loving words echoed into the young girl’s head. Her stream of praises and the strokes of her hands were all that Hinata could comprehend anymore. She let the tingling sensations of her belly rub rush throughout her body in seemingly endless waves, unable and unwilling to resist them. The feelings didn’t reach just the areas being touched, but the entirety of her body felt like it was being caressed, with the feelings most intense at her belly. At this point, Hinata couldn’t even hold herself back anymore. Her small moans became loud and more frequent, and breathing turned short.

“Good girl. Gooood girl.”

Eager to hear more of Hinata’s lovely moans, Lenn was tempted to go all out. She wanted to rub and squeeze Hinata’s enlarging belly. She wanted Hinata to feel more pleasure. She wanted Hinata to feel so good that she would scream.

‘Oooh, sorry Mira!’ Lenn thought to herself, ‘I know you wanted me to wait before I did this, but I can’t help myself. C’mon Hinata, scream for me!’

*BING*

“Gah!”

A sharp noise caused Lenn to jump, bringing her sensual massage to an abrupt and disappointing end. With a rare snarl, Lenn snapped her eyes in the direction of the inconsiderate clock that rang its bell, signaling the end of her private time with Hinata. Even if she wasn’t supposed to use “that”, it still annoyed Lenn to get interrupted when things were starting to get good.

‘What…happened?’ Hinata’s thoughts were groggy as her mental state slowly returned to normal. It felt as if she was coming down from some sort of extreme high, a high that felt VERY good. Breathing heavily, the girl simply remained on her seat, gathering her bearings.

“Hrrrmmmph”, Lenn pouted, “Sorry darling, unfortunately it looks like our time is up.”

“Ah… okay…” came the lethargic response. Hinata was still piecing her mind back together.

“Heehee. Feels good right?” Lenn bragged, “giving massages is my specialty. It’s a shame that I couldn’t give you the full course.”

“Yes, it felt good.” Hinata responded slowly, “but, how did it feel so good?”

“Well, that’s just my little secret for now.” Lenn responded with a grin, her mood seeming to brighten back up rather quickly. Lenn apparently came off as the more preppy type of person, as opposed to her more formal and business-like younger sister.

After a half minute of rest, Hinata made the motions to stand up, not wanting to overstay her welcome and do anything that might be seen as rude. However, Hinata received a bit of a surprise when she fully stood up however.

“Hm? What’s wrong?”

“Eh? Am I, carrying something?” Hinata asked, feeling confused.

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“I feel. I feel like I’m-“ Hinata froze, the realization suddenly hitting her. Whatever grogginess she felt instantly vanished. She finally understood what the sensation was. She felt heavier. Feeling a sharp sense of alarm, Hinata immediately examined her body, desperately searching for any part of her that had increased in size. Her belly, still exposing her cute pale skin to the air, looked only slightly bigger, similar to what it was before. However, there was no denying that she definitely felt heavier. It felt like whatever weight she had gained was evenly distributed across her entire body rather than just her belly. It was a slight difference, but she was certain that the rest of her body went through a small yet noticeable growth spurt.

“Are you okay?” Lenn asked, still confused.

“Oh, umm, it’s nothing. Must have been just my imagination.” Hinata said hurriedly, even trying to smile in an attempt to reassure Lenn.

Smiling, Lenn relented “Well okay dear. As long as you feel alright. You should run along now so you don’t keep your guests waiting. Charlotte and Nell are right next door from here. Just go to the next house to your left as you leave, okay?”

“Thanks Ms. Lenn” Hinata responded happily, glad that she was able to avoid the subject of her weight gain. The teen wanted to just push the whole overeating thing to the back of her mind for now. She didn’t want to contemplate too much, lest she freak out again. For now, she would just insist that maybe she was just imagining the plate of sandwiches being that big. Yeah, that’s it. Maybe there were only ten or so sandwiches, and her mind was just playing tricks on her. Mostly satisfied with that thought, Hinata turned to leave, not wanting to stay around too long.

“Oh and Hinata.”

“Yes?”

“Thank you for listening to my story. It’s not often that I get to share that story with too many people outside the village. It meant a lot to me that I could talk to you about it.”

“Ah! I-it’s no trouble at all, Ms. Lenn. W-we can always talk again whenever you like.” Hinata stuttered nervously. She had almost completely forgotten about hearing Lenn’s story, so her response was less smooth than she would have liked. Fortunately, the woman appeared pleased by her words.

“Come back again soon, okay? I’ll give you an extra-special massage next time.” Lenn teased with an almost seductive tone.

Nodding quickly, Hinata gave Lenn one last smile, and took her leave.