Chapter 12: From forest to the sea
Lyria woke up extremely sore but surprisingly well rested, stretching her arms and legs out while lying down letting out a strained grunt as she felt her muscles ache. She then sat up, bending forward a little more than expected as the digested remains of the bandit, chyme and acids sloshed forward with a loud noise. Lyria grabbed her pudgy middle and shook it gently, listening to the slosh of gastric juices and clack of bones resound from inside of her. She si

The car I’m riding in makes a soft right turn, hitting some bumps in the road whilst doing so.
“Are you
sure
this is where I’m dropping you off at?” my driver asks with a hint of worry.
“This is the place, yes. Specifically, that little restaurant over yonder.”
“Huh… is this place open 24 hours or something?”
“No, but it’s apparently

Wayard and Samara would head to the gymnasium to train with their team, all dressed in the appropriate uniforms. They stayed close to each other, with the boy feeling safe with her for obvious reasons. He was also happy with the extra pounds from yesterday's lunch, mainly on her bust and hips, but also on her now plumper tail.


“So, Wayard, ready for another day with the team?” Samara asked her secret boyfriend.