“Um, Amane, are you going to be letting me out soon.” Seina asked. It wasn’t that he didn’t like being compressed into the fetal position inside the stomach. It was just that he didn’t want to worry any of his friends or family when he didn’t show up at his own birthday party.
“What’s the matter Seina, you don’t like me snug tum tum?” Amane asked in a baby tone. Her playful nature had been brought out by the pleasure and enjoyment she received by her very prohibited and unorthodox gift to Seina. Since her mouth first started to grow stretchy and elastic, her parents had told her to never use her mouth for anything but eating. Her parents were overly conservative and never let her do anything that could be deemed offensive or inappropriate, which was one of the main factors towards her overly flirtatious attitude, nothing got her parents more hot under the collar then seeing their only dollar through herself at cute guys. Not only did her rebellious spirit affect her attitude, but also her life decisions were based upon her desire to piss off her parents. When joining the Galaxy police, her first thought wasn’t on how she was going to make a difference. All she could think about as she signed up was how her parents were going to hit the roof when they heard that their delicate flower had become a hardcore cop. It was while she was on patrol, passing a message that she first met her husband, so in a way Amane had her parents to thank for helping her meet her man. Maybe she could thank them by sending photos of her Seina filled stomach.
“It’s not that I don’t like you stomach,” Seina whined at Amane in desperation.
“Then why do you want to leave my affectionate insides?” Amane asked with a lighthearted smile on her face.
“Well for one thing, If Ryoko and Kiriko find me inside you, then you’ll probably be cut open and fricasseed.” Amane nodded her head thoughtfully, it was probably true. Although they all were technically co-wives to Seina, the competition for the boy hadn’t dried out completely. At every opportunity the girls got they’d try to one up the other. If one cooked dinner, the other would clean the house. If one took him out on a midnight stroll to the park, the other would take him out for a fun evening on the town. The only time that they weren’t at one another’s throats was when they all did stuff together. The only problem was that taking care of three needy women was exhausting for Seina and he usually collapsed after one night of trying to put up with the three of them all at once.
“Well if you aren’t going to tell them and I’m not going to tell them, then they aren’t going to find out, now are they?” Amane rubbed her stomach feeling the bumps and groves that made up Seina’s form, she was about to add that they could continue doing this as long as no one found out, but their conversation never came because the door creaked open and someone called out to them.
“Hi!” they said excitedly.