[Tummy Troubles, Scat/Soiling, Farting, Breeding, Belly Focus]

One thing that was true about the universe was that nothing was true. Because one of the other possibilities depicted in the Kaleidoscope would serve as contrast, and since everything in the Kaleidoscope was technically true, nothing would ever be true. Not that the people within these possibilities cared for such, but it was an important thing to note.

Because in one of these possibilities, the Grand Orders had not come to pass. Solomon did not incinerate Human History, and the terror inflicted upon the people of Chaldea was averted as a result. The Director retained her position, and their duty to maintain human order was strengthened thanks to the lack of any demonic influence.

At least, that's what initially happened. But there were two snags in that plan. The first was the continued existence of one Kiara Sesshoin, who once again awoke to her true potential. And the other was a Magus who had joined up with the organization to deal with more difficult ordeals. A Magus whose blood aligned with Demons, as was the case when the aforementioned Kiara managed to stoke them to the point where he truly awoke to his potential.

From then on, they worked to subvert the efforts of their allies. Slowly prying themselves into the crack in command structure until they could make their move. And when they were at their weakest, they struck. Twisting a moment of Human History to their own desires and claiming it as their own. And at the same time, twisting the location of their new Singularity until it was able to be fixed.

With Masters left out of commission, and several Servants forcibly abducted to serve their plans, Chaldea could do very little to fight back against the ones that had so thoroughly outmaneuvered them. And it would be a long time before they'd be able to mount an effective assault to repair Human History, leaving them unable to stop them from doing anything else that might muddle History further.

All they could do was wait and bide their time, fearing just what kind of horrors those two had in mind for the world...

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"Can't believe they'd actually send me out for groceries. What, is the food here not good enough for them?"

Juumane, the Traitorous Master of Chaldea, muttered as he quietly rode the glass elevator all the way up to the penthouse where he lived with his partner in crime. All while carrying a couple bags full of common groceries that he had pilfered from the outside world. Thanks to the circumstances leading to the creation of this Singularity, he could come and go as he pleased. Which suited him just fine, staying within this eternal summer would probably drive him crazy.

The Singularity itself had taken root in the Bermuda Triangle, twisting the infamous spot into a tourist attraction. Just looking down upon the many hotels that reached up towards the sky, not unlike the one that he was current ascending to the top of, he could see the guests going wild. Whether it was with carnal pleasure or something more primal, he wasn't about to stop them. The people that had wandered in here, whether they were from the Singularity's time or from a time beyond then, all ended up falling victim to the curses and the pleasures that poured through the island thanks to a certain nun that had lent her aid to him. Admittedly, he never imagined that it would turn out like this, but just knowing about it was starting to make his pants strain as something throbbed within.

*UUUUUUUURP*

Instead of being greeted by the kind greetings of that black-hearted woman, he was instead treated to the disgusting sound of gas escaping her lips, only to be followed by an utterly unphased giggle. Which meant that he had gone through the trouble of leaving the Singularity for absolutely no good reason.

"You returned in record time, Juumane. It's certainly a shame that I've been *urp* busy indulging myself while you were gone. I know you would've loved to see me pig out, it's one of your deepest desires after all." The wicked nun-slash-psychiatrist, Kiara Sesshoin, said as she carefully let her hands slide across her incredibly bloated looking stomach. That habit of hers, which always showed off far too much thanks to the substantial cut that exposed her thigh, was having trouble fitting over her belly as the cloth came to an end as it brushed right past her belly button. And even then, with how her belly idly wobbled with every strained breath she drew, it was probably going to expose more in due time.

Juumane put the bags down as he came closer, his eyes focused on that layered girth as he couldn't stop himself from digging his strong fingers into that overly wonderful flab. "Sounds like you were more than happy to just pig out and enjoy the feeling of all that crappy food filling you up." He said, carefully tugging on that mound as he watched the surface ripple as another mild burp left the nun's lips. "Here I thought you couldn't get hurt by one of your own schemes, but if this is what happens when you *don't* get hurt, I'd love to see what happens when you do, heh."

As Kiara began to idly laugh in response to her partner in crime's brief analysis, her attempts to take great pleasure in all of this was cut off by a much louder *BUUUUURP* echoing behind her, prompting a little bit of sweat to run down her face. "I may have had a bit of... Help, so to speak."

"Help? Help?! You call this help!? Cramming food down my gut so I'll rid you of your imperfections doesn't count as help!" The grumpy voice of one young purple-haired girl echoed out, as the ground underneath the two started shaking. All while the green-clad girl made herself apparent, and showed off the belly that had quickly started to bloat out to the point where she had to drag it along the floor as it completely ruined her innocent look and pushed her kimono up far too high.

The girl, who seemed to be peeved at the two adults in the room, was the Alter Ego Kazuradrop. A powerful Servant that another version of Kiara had once been involved with, which was why it was easy for them to summon her despite it being impossible by normal means. Which only served to emphasize just how silly she looked with a gut full of junkfood that was nearlly pinning her to the ground.

"Well, how else was I supposed to make your Master find me attractive?" Kiara giggled, all while rubbing a couple of her fingers into her stomach, pushing it down and making the loud sounds from her stomach echo out even more. "I've been trying to hard to try and make him indulge. But he's always been so aloof, so mysterious, trying so hard to be the strong and lonesome half-demon. So I just thought I had to break that shell away and have him play along."

Juumane rolled his eyes a bit as he continued to grope at her stomach. It was true that he had admitted that he had a certain interest regarding women being bloated. And that he had been the one to suggest the kind of cuisine that would be served here. And he had entirely anticipated that she'd try something. He just didn't care that he was that easy to read, because it just meant that they'd play along. Made things a lot easier for him.

Kazuradrop just glared at the two, only for her eyes to widen as it was like her stomach had been violently punched, at least that's what it looked like if you looked at the ripples that poured along the surface. Really, it was thanks to her body throwing a fit over what she had been eating, prompting her to press her hands down on her stomach to support herself-

*BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAP*

The small purple-haired Servant was completely redfaced as her petite asscheeks parted and let loose a foul looking brown cloud. You could practically see the tiny sparks of mana within the cloud, revealing the true cause of her current problems. Especially as another violently brassy sound echoed from those cheeks as more of that foul gas slipped loose.

She was upset. Rightfully so. She wanted to be perfect, and this kind of humiliation went in the face of her pursuits. It made her seem like the filthiest and most imperfect being on the whole planet. And to make matters worse, both of her Masters looked at her with nothing but lustful leers. "You two... You're the worst..!" She cried out, balling her fists together as she slammed them onto her stomach, both sending more of that potently perilous gas out of her hole and at the same time causing her stomach to deflate ever slightly.

"So, you had her help you out by making you just as bloated as her?" Juumane turned his attention towards his partner in crime as he slowly let his fingers trail along that massive stomach, grinning as he started to squeeze his fingers right into one of the more sensitive spots on her stomach. A spot that he had found during one of their early sessions when she tried to come onto him a bit too strongly.

Kiara nodded, only to let out a loud moan once he squeezed her weakspot. "Mmmph, Y-You know what happens if you touch that spot!" She cried out, but she didn't even try to stop what came next. Because she could feel the mana that she had consumed, the awful burgers and the greasy sauces that had been bubbling around inside her gut, all mixing together as it forcibly stretched out her innards.

As Juumane squeezed the spot yet again, he forced the Nun's weakened body to respond with a loud *FRRRRRRRT*, all while a sharp cloud of green fumes poured out from her thoroughly puckered hole. And yet despite the fact that most of the penthouse had started to be filled with these awful smells, she hadn't even begun to deflate by an inch.

"If you wanted me to be gentle, you wouldn't have pigged out, Kiara." The traitorous Master said as he grabbed ahold of that gut with both hands, making sure that his grip was on two of the most sensitive spots of that belly... before shoving forward, knocking the nun onto the ground and proverbially mounting her using his grip.

Kazuradrop rolled her eyes. This had basically all been one giant excuse for them to go at it. They always went through these elaborate setups before they'd just end up having sex in front of her. Always in front of her too. They never gave her the option to do anything except watch. Why? How would she be able to tell, she couldn't read their imperfect minds. Probably just basic human instinct, how loathesome.

As the purple-haired Servant continued to idly rock back and forth on her stomach trying to get more of her gas out, *Urp* and *Braaap*s echoing in the background, neither of her Masters were interested in giving her the time of day. No, they were going to do exactly what she was saying they would. Why else would they be lovingly looking into each other's eyes, while the demon-blooded Master was on the verge of letting his tented member slip straight into the slutty nun's eager hole?

"What are you waiting for?" Kiara giggled, only to be interrupted by a violent *UUUUURP* leaving her lips, complete with noxious cloud and her belly trembling thanks to the pressure being relieved inside her and the grip her partner had on her stomach. "Just trying to make me cum from everything I've packed in here, or are you actually going to do something?"

Juumane smirked a bit as he planted a single kiss on that belly that was almost as large as he was toned, before his eyes flashed for the briest moment. Snapping his pants off his legs and revealing the same caramel brown tone as the rest of his body. Not that it was actually hard to get those off, they had already seen quite a bit of use, but it was easier this way.

Now that his thick rod had been released, it was easy for him to use the grip on his partner to slam it straight into her incredibly wet lips. He didn't need to lube up or anything, because she was already so aroused that he'd be overdoing it. Going in raw like this was much better anyway, it let him feel how her body responded to his cock.

And what a response she gave him. Even though she had quite a lot of experience in making love like this, her body was still desperately clinging to his. Those vaginal folds, despite how easy it was for him to push them aside with a single thrust, tried their damnest to wrap around and squeeze tight. Of course, when they were easily pried off with a single thrust, her body had to react in an equally adverse manner.

"Hhaaaaahhh!" *BRAAAAAAAAAAP*

Instead of being anywhere near graceful, the horny nun's body let loose a moan up above and a filthy and incredibly wet sounding fart down below. Because why would her body even try to hold back when it was getting rammed by a proverbial beast like the one currently smashing into it? And she certainly didn't mind either. If anything, the fact that her bowels were being loosened thanks to how he was fucking her... Mmph, it made all of this so much more enjoyable.

The more he thrust, the more the ripples that had been spreading across her stomach turned wild, the uneven way that her flab bounced around causing more and more pressure inside her to be relieved. Whether it was in the form of brief burps or gassy emissions, adding more and more filth to the air around them.

It didn't matter to Juumane. He was used to the filth. And more than that, seeing somebody as pretty as Kiara give into her base instincts and just deal with her bloating problem the old fashioned way was thickening up his cock more and more. Especially as he got the chance to make her shake around even harder by slamming straight up against her cervix, a bit of drool running down his lips as he was getting way too into all of this.

"Can't you two fuck normally, do you have to do this so imperfectly!?" Kazuradrop was getting real peeved thanks to everything she was seeing. Her two Masters had no concept of... Well, being clean in any capacity. Their souls were dirty, their bodies were dirty, their actions were dirty, everything about them was dirty. If she wasn't bound to them by a contract that she'd rather break at any moment should she get the option, she would've personally seen to the matter of... the matter of...

Her cheeks flushed bright red. In her moment of pure livid anger, her bowels had been pressured so badly that they had managed to open up completely. And instead of the gas that had been turning her spats a disgusting shade of brown, something thicker was on the verge of pouring out. She had to stop it, otherwise she'd be even worse than them.

But in her haste to try and stop it, she just made it worse. Because when she tried to lift herself up, she relieved a bit of pressure on her stomach, causing her bowels to loosen up even further. So instead of having the comfort of leaning against the ground when the torrent of filth was unleashed, she was standing straight.

The purple-haired Alter Ego twitched violently as she felt the filthy nuggets of pure mana pour out of her hole. Her poor spats didn't have a chance either, especially as the real meat started rushing out. Instead of solid chunks of shit, it was a runny stream that quickly poured straight through the flimsy fabric, rolling down her legs and gathering in a pool down by her feet. Forcing her to confront just how fucking awful she felt having shat herself like an imperfect waste. All because of those two...

"Mmmph, she's had a bit of an accident!" Kiara said, laughing and moaning as she kept feeling that wonderful pleasure spreading around inside her thanks to having her cervix being rammed again and again by her partner. But there was still a bit of pressure in her ass. Pressure that was getting eased up ever so slightly with every thrust. "Maybe we should show her how it's really done?"

He never did understand how she could speak so clearly when she was this turned on. But Juumane was happy to oblige. All by winding his hips up for a powerful thrust, and then slamming in with all of his strength, breaking open his partner's womb in the process.

Kiara's eyes widened. Getting her womb opened like this was... Oh, it felt so good. Especially as she felt his cock brushing up against the back wall of her baby chamber, and how he wordlessly started to climax right then and there so he'd start filling her. And to make matters even better, the way he broke into her womb also broke the dam inside her bowels..!

One final *BRAAAAAP* echoed from her cheeks before a thick log of pure filth pushed out from those thick mounds. Coiling around itself as it brushed up against her partner's cumtanks, which were quickly being depleted thanks to his own orgasm, slowly but surely bloating the overly filled nun in a completely different manner. All while the smell of her fresh shit permeated around them...

Juumane panted as he looked at Kiara, a horny grin on his face as he idly clapped her incredibly bloated stomach and watched it ripple in response to his teasing. "Looks like we're nowhere near done. I think I'll keep going until you're all empty, unless you want to stop."

Kiara said nothing, merely smiling in filthy glee as he started ramming straight into her again, panting and moaning repeatedly as their intimate degeneracy had begun anew.

All while Kazuradrop watched, frowning as she continued to rest on her stomach. Forced to watch as she kept letting more filth roll out, forced to watch as those two indulged in their filth.

Had they made this singularity just so they could fuck all day..? She wouldn't get an answer, and she didn't want one. Not while she was still this bloated, because they'd just find a way to ruin her even further.

She'd find a way to get back at them for this... Maybe even claim Juumane all for herself, see how Kiara feels about being the side chick for once...

Thus, another day went by as normal in the Bermuda Singularity.