Only one way to find out!

Both you and Hisho are removed from your hogtie restraints. Unsteadily you sit up and rub your tender arm and leg muscles. You look over and see Hisho doing the same. Her face and hair is coated with rapidly crusting cum. Her cheeks have a sickly green tint and you see her struggling to hold down a belch. You know from your own sick feelings within your bloated stomach, that any burp might result in the violent expelling of the precious cum within your stomach. Hisho slumps forward uncomfortably attempting to stretch out her back. Her large breasts rest on her fat stomach.

You strain to look down past your breasts to study your own predicament. You moan aloud at the horrendous sight! The skin around your bulging stomach is purple and stretched. Your bellybutton projects out from you. Its decorative piercing projects out at a weird unattractive angle. Anyone unfamiliar with what you had just experienced would think you are very... very pregnant!

You attempt to stand and feel your fat belly rock within you. The thick bubbling cum which fills you seems to boil inside. You hold a hand over your mouth quickly and concentrate on not vomiting all of your stomach contents all over the floor. After a few moments the feeling subsides and you attempt to stand... and fall back onto your side with a hard slap!

Your body has been through too much.

"COME, GIRL!" your Master booms above you, "LET'S SEE HOW YOU PERFORMED."

"Yesssss... Let's..." Master Zankoku Shigaraki hisses down at his own **** girl. He is clearly displeased at Hisho allowing some of his seed to escape from her nose earlier.

Both of you are pulled unsteadily to your feet. Each of you is positioned on your starting scales. After several moments, your exhausted legs attempt to hold your weight long enough for your weigh in.

"Let's see..." Master Shigaraki says studying Hisho's scale with a smile, "Hisho, your starting weight was 115lbs..."

Silence fills the room as He makes a big show of the suspense. Hisho slumps further against the scale in exhaustion. She looks like she won't be able to stand much longer. Her bloated stomach hangs low. You were terrified to hear how much cum she held within its contents... as if that made this painful experience more real.

Master Shigaraki chuckles with pleasure, "...you now weigh 124.2 lbs... Let's see that 9.2lbs of cum!"

"CONGRATULATIONS!" Your Master says slapping Master Shigaraki on the back, "WELL DONE, MY OLD FRIEND!"

"Yes... yes... I still have it," He agrees with a nod and a smile. "Now how did you do?"

Your Master approaches you. You begin to shake uncontrollably in fear. Please don't let me fail my Master!

"ARELI, YOUR STARTING WEIGHT WAS 104 LBS..."

"Whew! You are a little one aren't you?" Master Shigaraki interrupts with a rhetorical question, "I'm feeling pretty confident! What do you say we make this bet more interesting?"

"WHAT DO YOU HAVE IN MIND?" Your Master asks slightly annoyed.

"Well..." He strokes his thin beard mischievously, "In addition to the 2 for 1 rate in the exchange... why doesn't the loser give the other his secretary?"

Fear fills you. Would Master really consider trading you to another Master?

"ARE YOU CRAZY? MINE IS A HEREDISFACTOREM! AN HEIR MAKER!?"

Master Shigaraki throws his hand up in the air, "Relax! Relax! My **** held 9.2lbs of semen. I would be hesitant to up the bet too. You're **** is so small..."

Would Master really fall to such an obvious manipulation and risk losing you?

"ARE YOU CALLING ME A COWARD?!?" He bellows back at his guest.

"No... I would never dare!" Shigaraki hisses back. I smile creeps in at the corner of his mouth.

"FINE. IT'S A DEAL. THE LOSER LOSES HIS SECRETARY AS WELL!"

Holy shit... Your Master has just bet you. You almost vomit in nervousness but thankfully **** down the cum rising in the back of your throat.

Master returns to your side. He gives you a nervous look before studying the scale reading again.

"ARELI, YOUR STARTING WEIGHT WAS 104 LBS..."