>>68673051"Guuulp... guurllp... ullllp-pwhaah~"
Noel brought her umpteenth can of beer down to her desk, her expensive microphone made for ASMR capturing all that rattle.
"O-Oops, sorry...~" She was not actually sorry. After all, she trusted her audience to know that was a small price to pay for the real draw of her more recent content. "I hope bringing the mic closer to me makes up for that... eOOOourrp!" Noel wasn't sorry for that belch, either. Soon, with the microphone nudging against a belly filled to the brim with food and beer, the harsh sounds from before where replaced by an orchestra of much more relaxing, if just as loud, belly gurgles. "I feel like I could pop... but I also want to go for more..." She said in a low, slurred tone.
Comments soon flooded her live chat. Once, responses like "fatty" and "pig" felt hurtful. Now that Noel had been doing food-centric ASMR more often, however, they read as playful encouragement.
An akasupa saying "you need to burst out of that nurse outfit like you did with the bunny girl one. Here's your midnight snack funds, Danchou!" was enough to make her reach for another can, but frankly, she was going for it anyway.
Popping the stitches of her bunny girl suit had been easy, when Noel didn't update its size to match the considerable amount of weight she put on since she shifted the direction of her ASMR streams. The nurse outfit she was wearing now was much larger and better suited to accommodate her bigger bust and flabby paunch. Although...
"Gonna need more encouragement for that, then... destroying clothes is just as hard as carrying a heavy mace..." She whispered as she tapped her belly for emphasis, knowing her audio equipment would get every small brush against her sensitive skin, as well as all the tummy noises caused by shaking her potgut so much. The doughy stomach of the start of the stream had inflated in size thanks to all the food and drinks, testing just how loose that nurse outfit really was.
A torrent of donations and infatuated teasing comments soon occurred, and Noel reached out for a bag of chips together with more beer to get the job done. She inhaled the former while playing out the chugging of the cold drink, making sure her audience heard every throaty gulp of beer.
"Uuulp... gwolp... uuunnrph..." Noel didn't even bother adding the can to the tower building next to her keyboard, the emptied beer meeting the floor once she finished lapping it all up. "bHWUUUAAAAEE-EEeerrrp...~~ pwuahh... so much better...~" She cooed in delight. Her hands smacked against her bloated stomach. "E-Eh...? I still haven't popped this outfit...? Mou... see... I'm not that fat... yet...~"
Approaching a blissful post-binge coma, Noel rubbed her gut tenderly, holding the ASMR mic with her plump thighs to make sure the grand finale was captured properly. "I—hic!—feel a big—hiurp!—... a big one comin—hic!" Her massage led to a crescendo of gastric noises, and her eyes twitched as her throat bulged out for a mighty "GwOOOOAAAAEEEUUUURRRRP!!" fit for a knightess of her size. As soon as she exhaled the last of her steamy release, Noel's nurse outfit finally gave away, a horizontal tear revealing her the top part of her sweaty gut.
"Puuff... hic!... too bad... my navel will stay hidden for now..." Noel teased as she lethargically reached out for her mouse to end the stream. Some viewers pointed out everyone could see her navel with how deep its imprint was on the nurse fit, but she just winked back. "I promise I will be a better piggy at my next stream so you won't have to content with an imprint, okay...? Goo-ooourp!— Good night...~~"
After ending the stream, and waiting a few more minutes to allow all that beer to settle down, Noel got up from her chair instead of sleeping the empty calories away.
"Now, about that midnight snack...~"
(did NOT expect to see us here again, here's something small and hopefully not bad for good time's sake)
