Twenty-Four Course Craze

CW: Stuffing, large tum, sapphic junk, demon girl, stream language

“Three… Two… One… aaaaand it’s midnight! Happy Thanksgiving, lovelies!”

Daki leaned back in her chair and flashed a wicked smile at her webcam. “It’s finally time, ladies and germs~. You’ve been askin’, and I’m delivering! It’s Daki’s first annual ‘Twenty-Four Course Craze’! It’s gonna be an entire day, twelve to twelve, of chatting, gaming, guests, and challenges, complete with lots of eats!”

Chat was going wild. Of course they were! This was Daki’s very first stream of intentionally playing into their weird obsession with her eating, after all! She frequently ate meals on stream, and Daki’s meals were usually pretty large, so it was pretty common for pics of her doing some challenge with a glutted gut to make rounds on social media. She’d gotten some negative comments from it, but most of the nerds picking on her got shut down by her fans and body-positivity dweebs pretty fast. It had resulted in her fanbase getting a none-too-small gathering of belly fetishists, but hey- who was Daki, a literal demon, to judge? Those tum-loving degens had plenty of green to throw at her, just like everyone else, so why not give ‘em what they want?

The money-blinded streamer pushed back in her chair, wheels whizzing across the wooden floor until she was in the center of her streaming room. She stood up and did a little arm wave to a table next to her that was crowded with food. “I’ve got turkey, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, collared greens, stuffing - all the classics! I gotta say, it’s smelling pre-tty great in here. I’m a shit cook, but my partner has a real knack for oven-work. Say thanks to bestie for the meal tonight, lovelies! This stream can only happen ‘cause of her!”

Daki picked up a spoonful of mashed potatoes and helped herself to it. She hadn’t been memeing - they really were good! Her wife, Mey, was one of the best cooks ever! Probably. Her food tasted like it, at least. It was part of why Daki worked out for two hours every day - any less than that and she’d be a literal blimp from how hard it was to resist bestie’s cooking~. Instead, all the exercise had converted Mey’s championship meals into a sinful body. Some creep had made a viral ranking of fem streamer bodies a while back, and the rankings they’d given Daki out of a hundred spots said it all: seventeenth place in bust quality, eighth place in ass quality, fourth place in abs, sixth in hips, and third in thighs! Sure, there’d been places they’d ranked her low on, like waist size, and they’d ranked her ‘race’ low ‘cause they don’t like demons, but if they’d ranked her attributes that highly despite being racist AF, you know that meant Daki had the goods~.

“Ok, ok, calm down, chat. I’m not starting yet. I know the rules. I made the rules!” Daki laughed. She set the spoon down and went back to her desk. She leaned down, partly to be able to read chat better and partly to give a little fan service. “No eating until you guys hit the goal, then one full course of dinner. You better hurry up, though - I fasted to make room for today, so I- am- starving! I mean, look! My belly’s practically concave!”

Daki stood up straight, raising her arms above her head to give the stream the best view of her middle possible. Daki smirked as chat started to freak out. A little skin was all it took to get the dono’s coming in, and the demoness had no problem showing off~. She was tall, standing over six-three, and as stated, very well-built thanks to bestie’s irresistible meals and Daki’s determination to stay in shape. Her genetics were on her side as well - her skin was lilac-colored and flawless, and two long, immaculate horns poked out from beneath her hair. They both lined up perfectly with her eyes while curving back over her head, and were flat, like a fish’s fin. Mammons didn’t usually get a model body like this, but Daki must have some succubus in her blood ‘cause DAMN! So of course she was always wearing clothing that showed off her winning lottery ticket and today was no exception. She’d gone with a kind of country look, with a white tank cut-off underneath a plaid shirt tied-off around her bust and a pair of denim booty shorts. She’d forgone her plan of wearing cowboy boots in favor of comfort, but still put on some star-spangled socks to hide her grippers. She couldn’t show those off for free, after all. 

The demoness took the opportunity while her arms were raised to tie her long, black hair back into a ponytail. Then she leaned back down. “Oooh, looks like we hit our first goal already. Thanks, lovelies! Guess I’ll get to enjoy myself after all! I think we’ll just chat while I start, k? Prep some questions and I’ll be right back!”

With that, Daki bounced over to her chair, pushed it back to her desk, and started to load up a plate with all the Thanksgiving fixings. Now, Daki had never specified how much would be in a ‘course’ of food, and some of her less trusting fans had called her out on that. Still there was a reason Daki had never specified what a ‘course’ would be. It’d be hard to quantify exactly how much she’d end up eating, after all… heh…

After loading up her plate, Daki returned to her desk, plopped down in it, and started eating. She gabbed with chat while she did, doing her best to not talk with her mouth full. It was hard, though- Mey’s food was just so good that she constantly wanted to shovel it in! Even if it was nearly cold by now, what with bestie having gone to bed a couple hours ago after setting it up, it was still heaps better than anything Daki herself could make. The lilac women couldn’t help but chirp with delight every now and then from the tasty meal.

“...and that’s why I’ll never do another collab with Angsty Undertaker.” Daki planned to end her bit with another mouthful of meat, but instead of piercing food, her fork clinked against porcelain. She looked down at her plate. “Damn, already empty? Guess I’ll need a re-up. One sec, chat.” Daki made a quick trip back to the table, refilled her plate, and came back, making sure to linger in front of the camera for a second so that the stream would get a good view of the start of her food baby. “Ok, I’m back… wait, cheating? How am I cheating?”

Daki knew full well why they thought she was cheating. She still played pretend for a few seconds before letting her bad acting drop. A malicious look of pleasure draped across her face as she teased, “Oooh, did you think that one little serving counted as a full course? That’s wild! As if something like that would be a full meal for a champion demoness like me! No, lovelies, for me, a course isn’t volume, but time! You didn’t buy me eating a plate of food - you bought me an hour of eating! Isn’t that more bang for your buck, lovelies? That’s why the stream is called the ‘Twenty-Four Course Craze’ and it’s twenty-four hours long! Kinda obvious now, huh?”

The cat was out of the bag now. Of course, a bunch of people had already guessed it in chat, but now that it was confirmed, they were freaking out again. It made sense, though. Daki had set each tier to be exponentially higher, with the twenty-fourth hour being unlocked only after eight thousand dollars had been donated. That straight-up wasn’t happening, of course, but Daki figured that she could still farm a huge number of clips and interest for the last few hours without eating just from how glutted and lethargic she’d feel by then. Or maybe she’d make a cool eight thou’ and have an excuse to make the world’s biggest pig out of herself. It was a win-win, really.

“Let’s get back to it- oooh, I like that one, CrabKing! The Charlie Brown Thanksgiving special was so good! But, like, why were all the kids so mad about the meal? I would love something like that! And-”

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“Thanks for the ten gifted, UnReBelted! And that officially puts us over the mark for course four! You guys are really killing it, considering we’re just now moving onto course two! Guess that means I’ll get to enjoy Thanksgiving for a good while yet, huh? Lucky me~. Speaking of which, it’s about time I get another helping. We’ll play some Board Game Shop Sim when I get back, so hold on a sec!”

Daki hefted herself out of her chair and hummed a christmassy tune to herself as she refilled her plate. An hour of constant eating had really put a dent in her dinner stores, but she figured they’d still last her until bestie woke up in the morning and could make some more. Worst case scenario, she had a back-up pile of snacks and goodies in the corner by her desk out of sight of the camera. She took a second to cup hand over her mouth as she burped, then sighed contentedly and patted her gut. She’d really filled out over the last hour~. Daki hadn’t been gorging herself or anything, doing her best to pace herself, but she’d still eaten a good few people’s worth of food already. Her jorts button was already looking stressed across her lower gut, and her abs weren’t quite as pronounced as they were at the stream’s start. Not that Daki could see that just by looking down. She still couldn’t quite see her belly past the peak of her chest. She figured that’d change sometime in the next hour, though…

“Ok, time to game!” Daki grunted as she flopped back down in her seat. She stuck a leg of turkey in her mouth as she clicked open the game. She pulled the bone back out, shearing the meat off with her devilish sharp teeth. “We’ll play this awhile, then maybe some Valo! It’s been awhile since I’ve played Valo! Do you think Casey’ll be on? She’s not streaming, but she could be. I’ll have to message her…”

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“Bitch bitch bitch bitch- AAAAAH! DAMMIT! I almost HAD HIM!”

“Nice try, nice try, hahaha!”

“Shut uuuuup…” Daki whined. Then she scooped up a heavy spoonful of pure cranberry sauce and slurped it down. It had been easy enough to restock on food while playing a sim game, but once she’d swapped to a competitive shooter, keeping her plate full had become that much harder. Daki had opted to start grabbing entire serving plates of foods to munch on during games instead. She’d already pushed down the potatoes and stuffed in the stuffing, and now she was just about down cramming down the cranberries. As the ‘match lost’ screen flashed across the screen, Daki scraped the bowl for one last spoonful of the tart sauce. “We totally woulda won if I’d been eatin’ turkey instead’a sauce…” Daki griped with her mouth full.

“Sure, sure~,” chuckled Casey, one of Daki’s streamer friends. She was a variety streamer like Casey, with a somewhat similar audience. She wasn’t streaming right now, but like the gremlin she was, she was still awake at two am and down for some games. “How’s that going, by the way? I think I’d pop after an hour of eating, but you’re almost at three. Feel like exploding yet?”

Daki gulped the last of the sauce down and belched into a hand. Then she responded, “As if! This bad girl’s got plenty of room left! Didn’t I tell you that I used to outeat my cousins every year at Thanksgiving? My cousins are Gluttonies!”

“So? I’m a Gluttony, but I basically only eat girl dinner for every meal.”

“Your ‘girl dinners’ are twice as big as a freaking Grand Slamwich! You eat more than a trucker!”

“But for a Gluttony…”

Daki rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah. My point stands. We’re both built like tanks and need fuel like them, too~.”

“Daki, stoooop!”

 Daki could practically hear the blush in Casey’s voice. She laughed. “Hey, entertain the lovelies for a second, will ya? I need to grab the turkey.”

“Honestly…” Casey huffed. Daki stood up, still chuckling. She stumbled as she did, though. Her belly had gotten caught on her desk as she’d stood, surprising her enough to throw off her balance. She composed herself for a second before looking down. Sure enough, there it was - the peak of her light-purple mountain, poking past her two oversized molehills. Any normal person probably would feel fit to pop being this big, but Daki was just getting started! Sure, she felt stuffed, and any shadow of hunger had vanished over an hour ago, but think of the money! She was already up to seven hours of eating unlocked! How could she stop now when people were paying her to eat so much more? She could go all day if it meant more moolah - and in this case, she literally WAS!

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A buzz from Daki’s phone pulled her away from a riveting discussion she was having with Casey about their least-favorite types of hedge-trimmers. It was bestie! “One sec, Case, my favorite person ever is awake. You understand.”

“Awww, I’m not your favorite person ever?” Casey fake-pouted.

“You’re my favorite Casey ever. That’s an honor!”

“What other Casey’s do you even know?”

“The Casey from TMNT.”

Casey considered for a moment. “...Ok, fair. He’s pretty great. I actually am honored, then.”

“See? You’re the best~.” Daki turned her attention to her phone. Bestie had texted ‘can’t believe you’re still going. i’ll have breakfast ready in thirty. how big is my favorite balloon now? give a peek?’

Daki couldn’t help but grin… and blush. Ok, so apart from Mey’s penchant for making tasty food, she miiiight also have a small thing for tummies. And that small thing could also be a reason why Daki could eat so much. She wasn’t into it herself, but… what was a little indigestion between lovers? She set her phone down, quickly downed what was left of the bag of chips she’d been working through, and brushed some crumbs off her chest. “Sorry, Casey and lovelies, but your girl is taking a wife break. Be back in five, k?”

“Ah, I think I’m gonna head out in a second, actually,” Casey cut in. “I need to get some sleep. Good luck with the rest of your binge-a-thon!”

“It’s not called that, but thank you!” Daki replied. She then set her headset down, stood up to give the stream a good view, then swapped to her ‘BRB’ screen. Then she quickly scuttled out of her stream room and down the stairs to the kitchen, where her favorite person ever was. “Beeeeeeeestieeeeeeeee! Good morniiiiing!” Daki squealed as she launched herself across the room to wrap her arms around her beloved Mey - a human who looked about as mismatched with Daki as could be possible.

Bestie whipped around to face her wife- a fatal mistake. “D-Daki, no! I’m-” Mey’s protesting was cut short by a face full of boobs. She squirmed, but Daki’s strong arms kept her pinned against her body. “‘Mm mmn m-mn mmm!” She tried to speak, but her voice was too muffled to understand.

“What was that? Couldn’t heeeear you~” Daki chirped.

Mey managed to get enough leverage to extract her face from Daki’s cleavage. “Th-The eggs are going to burn! Smother later - eggs now!"

“Tch. Fiiiine.” Daki released her bestie, letting her gasp for breath as she turned around to quickly see to the eggs. Daki sniffed. “Smells orgasmic, as always~. How long have you been up?”

“About twenty minutes. I waited until you were at a good spot ‘cause I knew you’d stop the stream to come see me.”

“You know me so well~,” Daki crooned. She wrapped her arms around Mey’s shoulders and rested her chin on Mey’s head. “So? You like what you feel?”

“Yes, I do…” came Mey’s muted yet excited response. It wasn’t hard to see why the tum-loving fool was in a state - not only was Daki’s chest pressing into Mey’s back, but so was the giant orb that her stomach had become. The gurgling, tight mass of Thanksgiving favors was pushed tight against Mey’s spine, probably giving her a massage from how much it was rumbling. Bestie flipped the eggs onto a plate and set them down, then spun around in Daki’s arms. She pulled off her glasses and nestled her face back into Daki’s chest. “Mmm…”

Daki giggled softly as her best lady massaged the sides of her bare stomach. Ooooh, that felt so nice… “You know… I still have eighteen hours left to really make this baby swell…”

Mey freed her face again, this time resting her chin in the soft valley to give a flushed look to Daki. “Don’t remind me… I don’t think I’ll be able to do anything all day other than watch your stream…”

“Is that a problem?”

“Yes. I might be worn out by the time your stream finally ends. That wouldn’t be fair to you.”

Daki flashed a crude smile. She grabbed her bestie by the butt, hoisting her up to be face-to-face with herself. “Please. You can have as much fun as you want, Mey-Mey! You know I do this mostly for you anyways~.”

A glint passed through Mey’s eyes. “I thought you did this mostly for money.”

The same glint passed through Daki’s eyes. “Of course I do. How can I fill a gut like this without money?”

Both women stared at each other for a few seconds. Then they burst out laughing. Mey kissed Daki, slowly, one holding Daki’s shoulder and the other rubbing her belly. “Still, I can’t imagine how big you’ll be in eighteen hours if you’re this big now… It’s so exciting to think about…”

“Really? I’m more excited to think about what you’ll do to me when I’m so enormous that I can’t even move~.”

“St-ooooop…” Mey groaned. She squirmed in Daki’s arms. “Like I said, I don’t wanna be too tired for tonight, but I don’t know what I’m gonna do if you keep teasing me… You know how little self control I have…”

Daki didn’t help the situation when she nibbled on Mey’s ear. “I certainly do~. I wonder how many times I can finish you today from four rooms away…”

Mey’s face went fully red and she let out a faint squeak. Daki swore she could see steam billowing from her ears. The demoness laughed again before going in for another kiss. She was gonna pay for teasing her favorite lady like this later, but it was totally worth. Yes, as much as she loved money, she loved this little geek that much more…

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A bit more… just a biiiit more… aaaaaand…

*HUU-UUOOORRRP* “BAM! Told you I could still chug a whole two-liter ooouuu0-UUUUrrrrRRR-” Daki didn’t get to finish her boast as all the gas from her chug forced its way out of her belly at the same time. She grimaced and rubbed her belly, which was feeling a little tender after the sudden influx of soda. “O-Ok, maybe doing that after ten hours of eating wasn’t such a great idea- *hic-URP*”

The demoness pushed back from her desk and reclined in her chair, giving her belly some much-needed room to breathe. By this point, any hint of abs or definition or anything other than ‘round’ had vanished from her middle. Her gut was nothing but an orb jutting from her body. Her belly was very nearly at her knees now, smothering her lap in taut skin, and her need for a bra was lessening as her boobs gained a new support from beneath. She was stuffed to the gills, especially now with all that soda bubbling and gurgling inside of her guts. Still, though… she was down for a few more courses~.

“Ok, so, with that out of the way…” Daki said casually as she absently massaged the side of her bloated gut, “We’ve got that QnA sesh with KrispyBelle in about ten minutes. After that, I’ll take a couple more dares from you guys. Once noon hits, we’ll do some reacting stuff. Of course, you guys have smashed it and we’re already up to sixteen courses, so I’ll be eating through ALL of that.”

Speaking of which, at that time, the door to Daki’s office opened up behind her. She twirled around in her chair to watch as her lovely bestie came in, a full-face mask on to hide herself and a whole roasted turkey on a tray in her hands. Daki blew bestie a kiss. The small woman nodded quickly at her before setting the turkey down and scurrying out of the room. Mey wanted no part in Daki’s streams, preferring to stay as anonymous as possible. Daki respected that choice very much.

The lilac menace turned back to her stream and said, “Again, make sure to say thanks to bestie for catering the stream, lovelies! Without her, today’s Thanksgiving special just wouldn’t be possible. Love you, my wife! Mwah!” Daki made sure to give the camera a full profile shot of her belly as she blew it a kiss. Odds were good that she’d just delayed the next batch of food by a few minutes, but she wasn’t planning on horfing down the whole turkey as fast as she could, so she’d probably be fine. Daki wheeled herself back to the table, carved a generous portion of the festive bird onto a well-used plate, and scooted back to her desk. “Kk, now that I’m all birded up again, let's see if Belle’s ready for her fifteen minutes yet. No problem if she’s not. Gives me more time to get ahead on my eating to make up for all the talking we’ll be doing…”

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“Hah… heh… ok, so… g-getting a little full… heh… hooo…”

Daki leaned against the food table, holding the side of her belly as she tried to catch her breath. She’d just finished off yet another pumpkin pie and her belly was not happy with her about it. She’d long since lost track of how much food she’d eaten by this point. Seventeen straight hours of eating would do that to a girl. She’d cleared hundreds of plates and drained several gallons of various drinks. She’d probably eaten a whole flock of birds, an orchard of fruit desserts, a bread aisle of stuffing, and a marsh of cranberry sauce by now. Ok, maybe not quite that much, but Daki certainly FELT like she had.

The demoness grunted as  she tried to stand up straight. Her belly gurgled and strained, plainly angry with her for even attempting such a thing. It was so damn heavy! It felt like Daki had strapped a barbell to her belly to improve her squats. The growth of her belly had slowed dramatically, with more and more food needing to get crammed into her to swell another inch around, but she’d still managed to push her gut at least six more inches out since her interview with Belle.  Yet, despite how taut her skin was and how sore her muscles were from being strained like this, her belly still sank down when she stood up, and still wobbled when she moved. She was almost definitely the biggest she’d ever been, yet she still had some room to spare, it seemed. That was good news, considering what she was about to say.

“Good thing I’ve still got a little room, though, cause… with that last batch of gifted subs… the whole rest of the stream has been funded. All twenty-four courses will be eaten! I can’t thank you guys enough!”

Daki waddled over to her chair and dropped down into it. She froze as her seat groaned and creaked underneath her, which it had never done before. She chuckled nervously. “Sounds like I need to be careful sitting down. I’m carrying around so much food that I’m outgrowing my chair’s weight limit…”

The demoness had taken to mostly ignoring chat except to consider challenges. The bigger her belly had gotten, the more fetish-focused her viewers had become. She didn’t mind it, but she didn’t feel the need to interact with that side of her viewers, either. There was only one person she wanted to talk dirty about her belly and she wasn’t here right now.

“We’re gonna play some more Empty Soldier now, though I’m probably gonna die a lot. It’s getting kinda hard to focus on anything. The food coma is hitting real hard…” Daki yawned. She scootched in a little, but not much. She could no longer properly sit at her desk as her belly was in the way. She leaned back a little, resting her controller on top of her belly. She reached over and helped herself to a big glob of mashed potatoes as the game loaded. She was blessed that besties’ cooking was so good - it was the only reason she could stomach any food at all by this point. She hiccuped and bemoaned aloud, “Gods, I’m gonna put on so much weight after this…”

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“Uuuuugh… Don’t wanna… eat… anymore… HHUUURK-” RrrRrrgggrrggl

Daki lay in the middle of her office floor, splayed out with her gut towering in the air above her. What little give it’d had six hours ago was completely gone. It was now a rigid, tight dome that stretched from just below her boobs to her pelvis. It wasn’t perfectly round at all, with her upper belly bulging out a good inch further than her lower belly. Her upper belly bulged so much that, when standing, her boobs were not only supported by her gut, they were being lifted up enough to actively look bigger. Hell, maybe they WERE bigger - she’d certainly eaten enough food that she’d go up a cup size or two after digesting it all…

The last hour or so had reached a complete crawl. Daki simply didn’t have any space left to fit food into, but she’d promised a whole twenty-four hours of eating, so… she’d kept eating. It was slow, painful going, but she’d kept packing it away until now. Now, when her legs had given way from exhaustion on the way to refill her plate yet again and she’d slowly collapsed onto her back. Now she was basically stuck. Her belly was far too heavy to consider standing again, to say nothing of the thick veil of tiredness that had enveloped her.

“Lovelieeees… I wanna finish… strong… but… *HRK*... I don’t know… if I… can stomach… another… bite…” Daki breathed loudly, hoping that it was picking up on her mic. “I’m… so full… can’t… stand back… up… guhhh…”

Daki flailed weakly on the floor for a few seconds, as if to prove her point. She belched and lay still, panting. She groaned and rubbed her flanks, hoping to soothe her middle just enough to get back up. She was about to make a go of it too, when her door opened. Bestie walked in, masked up and holding a few pieces of paper. “Wha… what are you…” Daki started, but Mey just went over to the camera and started holding the papers up in front of the camera for about ten seconds each. Then, to Daki’s surprise, she turned off the stream and put a towel over the webcam (even though it was already off).

Mey then turned around. She took off her mask and, underneath, she was flushed completely red. She was panting almost as hard as Daki was, though clearly for a… different reason. She stepped over to Daki’s immobile form and pressed her eager fingers against the turgid hill of her stomach, making the glutted woman moan with discomfort. “M-Mey, please- *HUuOO-UUUoouuRRK-* b-be gentle-!”

The small woman started. “R-Right! Sorry! I just- Jesus, you’re so BIG! You’ve gotten stuffed before, but this- I just can’t BELIEVE this! You’re ENORMOUS!”

“T-Top ten things to never call you w-wife- *HRP*” Daki just barely managed to sputter out her meme before another small but powerful burp escaped. Still, she was feeling a little better now. Sure, she’d technically failed her challenge and would need to make it up to her lovelies later, but now that the pressure to keep eating was gone, she felt SO much better. Better enough that, if not for her pressing need to see to her bestie’s needs, she’d likely have passed out then and there. 

The flushed woman knelt next to Daki and started to massage her aching tum, much to Daki’s immense pleasure. Her toes curled and she moaned unabashedly. Mey giggled at that. “Oooh, you’re in a mood now, aren’t you? I was worried you’d hurt yourself pushing this far…”

Daki eyed her partner playfully. “You thought I was hurt… and your first instinct was still to play with me…?”

“That was my second instinct,” Mey corrected. “My first instinct was to feed you more. Thank me for sparing you, please~.”

“I thank… nothing…”

Mey’s eyes glittered dangerously. The red in her cheeks deepend as she reached for a half-empty tray of pie left on the table. “Well, if you’re so ungrateful, then I guess I’ll just have to make you finish your last course, huh? Open wide, baby- I’m gonna make you explode~.”

As much as being overfilled to bursting didn’t turn Daki on, getting dommed while being pinned by her own glutted belly certainly did. Daki did as she was told and opened her mouth to accept yet more pie. She was preeeetty sure she could fit just one-half of a pie more. The problem would come after that if Mey wasn’t satisfied yet. In fact, Daki was almost positive she wouldn’t be. She couldn’t wait to get proven right.

“H-Happy Thanksgiving, bestie…”

“Happy Thanksgiving~. Now keep eating, or else…”

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Hey, so, funny story; I actually had this story pretty much finished and ready to go on the 30th - still late for Thanksgiving, but not unforgiveably so. But, uh, Runescape's Echo's League came out that week, and I'm a sucker for time-limited grindy content, and, uh... simply put, my monkey brain got distracted, lol. Sorry! That said, the league continues for another seven weeks, soooo... back to the grind~. See ya next year!

jk, jk- new fics coming out this month, too. Def a Christmas one, I'll try for a New Years one too, and maybe one other? We'll see, we'll see.