A Hungry Halfling Halloween (Stream fic~)

Contains: stuffing, demihumans (halflings), burping, tum noises, oversized tums, lying on an oversized tum, a little bit of T&A love

“Blech! I can’t believe that house was giving out singular kisses! What kind of monsters DO that to children!?”

“‘Least it’s better than houses that give granola bars or fruit, right?”

“No, I’d genuinely rather have the healthy junk. They still taste good and they’re way more filling.”

“...What’s wrong with you?”

Two squat figures scuttled down the sidewalk, making their way to the next house on their journey. One was a cute little ghosty with barely see-through round eyes whose white sheet body barely didn’t reach the sidewalk beneath her. The other was an adorable little astronaut with an opaque helmet that had a little trouble toddling along in the outfit’s cheap fabric. They both carried sizable bags with them, each one large enough that they could likely crawl inside of them. The bags only had a couple of treats in them right now, but if the girls had their way, those bags would be filled to the brim before the night was out~.

They made their way up to the next house without wasting a moment. The ghostie rang the doorbell. Before too long, the door was answered by a mature-looking woman wearing a vampire costume. Or maybe it was a real vampire? It was always hard to tell on Halloween. Either way, when she saw the two tiny people in their costumes, she let out a light chuckle. “Aw, aren’t you two precious? Did you pick out your costumes yourselves?”

“Yup!” squeaked the astronaut. She raised her bag up high. “Trick or treat!”

The lady sized the large bag up. “Quite the ambitious ones, aren’t you? Good luck,” She laughed. Then she gave each of the girls a hefty handful of candy before closing the door.

After a hasty retreat, the ghost squealed, “Yes! Did you see what we got?”

“Hell yeah! Those were some full-sized bars! What kind of rich lady was she to just be giving out handfuls of those?”

“Who cares?” The ghost giggled. She stuffed her bag under her sheet, likely to retrieve a candy bar for a little mid-work snack. “All I know is that we gotta come back here next year too! This lady alone makes this block worth it!”

“Right?” The astronaut giggled in return. The two sped off again, eager to continue filling their bags.

In truth, the two tiny figures going door-to-door and asking for candy were not, in fact, children. They were halflings; a race of short demi-humans that fell somewhere between elves and gnomes on ye olde evolutionary line. They looked very much like miniature humans save for being a little more squat. They were highly social, highly nimble, and highly hungry. And that’s what the halfling tucked away inside her child-sized astronaut costume was right now; hungry.

As her bestie audibly munched away on her candy bar underneath her white sheet costume, Billie the pseudo-astronaut couldn’t help but feel envious. Why’d she pick this dumb spacesuit, anyway? She could have been a ghost. They could’ve been a pair of cute lil’ ghosties, running around and eating snacks covertly while filling up their loot sacks. But nooOOOoooo, Billie had decided that it’d be less suspicious if they wore separate costumes. Now she had to pay the price for her caution. She couldn’t sneak any snacks in this costume. This sucked SO much!

Houses came and went quickly with the halfling troublemakers wasting as little time as they could between looting. Halloween was their absolute FAVORITE day of the year (besides Thanksgiving, Christmas, and the week after Valentine's Day). What other day could you get boatloads of treats for literally free? That’s why Billie and her bestie, Nena, made it a point to get as much as possible out of their yearly looting night as possible. They planned for WEEKS beforehand! What costumes to wear to make sure they wouldn’t get caught as not being kids, practicing so they could hold a squeakier voice for the whole night, planning routes of places they knew gave good treats and new places that had potential - it was a lot of hard work, but the payout was so worth it!

The only real problem (a recurring problem, to be fair) was that one (or both) of them would snack a little bit too much as the night wore on. In her astronaut costume, Billie was safe from this problem. Nena, on the other hand…

“Slow down, Nena! You’re gonna start showing through the sheet soon!”

“‘O ‘m naw *mrmph*!” came Nena’s muffled response. She’d been constantly pulling her bag under her sheet to scarf down candy even as they ran between houses. It was a miracle that she had been able to have both hands free to hold up her bag every door. Still, if she kept stuffing her face like that, then…

Aw, who was Billie to judge? She’d done the exact same thing last year and the year before that when she’d had costumes that could hide snacking. She was just jealous that she couldn’t do the same thing this year. Her belly was grumbling so much already. It’d been a whole hour since dinner, after all. Ugh, she couldn’t wait until they were done…

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Nena’s snacking finally became a problem after about two hours into their treating spree. Billie’s bestie’s bag was notably smaller and lighter than her own, and yet Nena was still lagging behind her significantly. In addition, there was constantly a prominent bump in the front of her sheet. She could still just barely hide it by sucking in at each door, but before too long…

“Seriously, Nena, you gotta stop!” Billie hissed after Nena let out a *fwooosh* of air and the lump reappeared in the front of her sheet. “People are gonna start wondering what’s going on if you get too much bigger! Do you wanna look like a pregnant kid? Huh?”

“*mrmnNnf*!”

“Could you stop eating for just three minutes please?”

“*nnrfnm*!”

“...”

The two were, to be fair, nearly done with their looting route. All that was left was a singular apartment building full of demis that they liked to end off on. It wasn’t so much because they gave good treats; it was because, if they got caught, at least it would probably be easier to talk their way out of it if they were caught by another demi. Probably. Also, there was a headless on the fourth floor who was so Billie’s type. She was just so… yummy~.

By this point, Billie’s bag was getting hard to carry. She had to throw it over her shoulder to get it anywhere. It made her even more jealous that Nena was able to eat since her bag was still vaguely manageable. Still, just a little more…

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The door to Billie and Nena’s apartment couldn’t open fast enough. Billie let herself in first, dragging her overstuffed candy sack behind her. Once she was in the center of the living room, she collapsed on top of it with a victorious sigh. She grinned as Nena waddled in after her, having difficulties with her two overstuffed bags of treats; the one in her hands and the one in her guts. She was completely winded and, after locking the door behind herself, slumped onto the floor and leaned against her bag.

“Why… don’t… we… ever… rent… a… car…” Nena gasped, her hands massaging her aching gut under her sheet. The voracious halfling had almost blown their cover by the end of the night, her food baby clearly showing even when she was sucking in. Luckily, if any of the people had any suspicions, they kept it to themselves.

“Because we’re both too short to drive? Duh?” Billie pointed out jokingly. She pulled off her stuffy spaceman helmet and sucked in a breath of crisp air. Then she grinned over at Nena. “Do you see the size of these bags, though? This is probably our biggest haul yet! Hitting Domez Street was totally the right call!”

Nena belched sickly through her sheet. “T-Told you… oooh, my tummy hurts…”

Billie giggled. “You really gotta learn not to eat so much before we’re done. At least when I snack and run, I make sure I’m still mobile at the end of the night!”

“Shove it… up your… hobbit hole…”

After taking a moment to cool down and catch their breaths, the two halflings started to get ready for their victory feast. The preparations were short, just like them. They just had to strip out of their costumes and grab their booze from the kitchen. Billie peeled herself out of her astronaut outfit and grimaced. The cheap fabric had been so stuffy that she was soaked in sweat. Maybe she should take a quick shower first…

She called after her bestie, who had been much faster to change (only having to pull a glorified bedsheet off over her head), saying, “Oy, Nena! I’m gonna rinse off first! Don’t you dare touch any of my candy!”

“You better hope I don’t eat all of mine too fast then!”

Billie scowled. Still, she hated feeling sticky and gross like this, so…

She sped through her shower, only taking a few minutes to wash herself off and jump back out. She did spare a minute afterward to give herself a quick once-over in the mirror, though. She looked damn fine, as always~. She was three feet and three inches of pure halfling hotness. She was on the slimmer side of halfling squash but still had plenty of squish in the right places. Bushy red hair on her head, a solid and soft middle that looked like it could fit lots of food but didn’t push past her chest, and the cutest pair of green eyes she could have. She wasn’t her own type, but she knew for damn sure that she was the type of plenty of others~.

After tossing on a ratty crop top and hyper-elastic shorts (she’d need the extra room shortly~), Billie quickly sped back out into the living room. Thankfully, her candy bag looked the exact same as she’d left it. She never could tell with Nena if she was joking or not when it came to food. She was the only halfing Billie had ever met who was more gluttonous than her. Speaking of which…

Nena was already working away at her bag. She hadn’t even bothered to drag her butt onto the couch; she’d just dumped a massive pile of sweets and treats onto a towel on the floor and flopped down next to it. Nena was an inch taller than Billie and an inch wider around her chest and waist - which meant a lot more for people their size than it did for everyone else. She had long fluffy hair that was dyed dark blue with lighter blue streaks at the moment, a pouty face with permanent bedroom eyes, and freckles that she on-and-off hid with concealer, which frequently confused people.

She was still wearing the white lowcut undershirt and sporty light-grey shorts she’d worn under her ghost costume. Not that the shirt was doing much good anymore. The prominent lump under her sheet had already given away just how stuffed Nena had gotten during their looting, but now that her belly was exposed, it looked that much bigger. It already jutted out well past her chest with plenty of pale skin exposed between her shorts and undershirt. Said undershirt had slid up the expanse of belly to rest just under her belly button, though with each piece of sugary candy Nena gobbled up, the stretchy white fabric crept just a little further up…

Seeing Nena munching away so happily, Billie’s tummy rumbled horribly. It had been almost four hours since she’d last eaten anything! For a halfling, that was like torture! She could barely stop herself from diving head-first into her sack of treats to snarf down her well-earned loot whole, wrapper and all. Instead, like a civilized glutton, she first got her booze from the kitchen (a six-pack of pricey beer in big cans~), got a bag to cram all her trash in, and hauled her horde over to the couch. She licked her lips impatiently. She started off with a beer. The sound of it hissing and bubbling was so beautiful~. She took her first drag, draining half the thirty-two-ounce can in one go. She smacked her lips and let out a contented sigh. Then… it was feasting time!

The first time she and Nena had done this, Billie had been picky with her eating. She sorted through her bag, eating her least favorites first so she could enjoy her favorites at the end. This was their fifth time doing this now. She no longer gave a single shit about what candy she ate first. All the sugary sweetness was going to taste the same by the end anyway, so why bother? She’d just try and aim for some of her favs at the very start, then let herself fall into a total feeding frenzy! HAH!

After doing this so many times, Billie had become a pro at shelling candy. Wrappers flew off and into the trash bag Bllie had gotten before she had even finished chewing the previous piece. Was it slower than just cramming a sandwich into her mouth? Yes. Was it both more rewarding and free to eat all this sickeningly sweet candy, though? Yes. Yes, it most certainly was~.

It wasn’t long before the starving rumbles in Billie’s belly were turned into satisfied gurgles. Her solid middle was rounding out, filling up with dozens of sweets and candies. The hungry halfling took a moment to chug down the rest of her beer before cracking open the next. It would be a failure of a night if even a single drop of alcohol was left when she finished this bag!

While halflings were social creatures, the last thing Billie and Nena wanted to do during their meals was talk. Think of all the eating they could be doing while they were busy flapping their gums! No, the only sounds in the room during their spooky season stuffing were wrappers crinkling, beer cans hissing, mouths chewing, and tummies gurgling.

Not that the two had no contact at all during their feeding frenzies. Nena would occasionally toss a healthy snack at Billie’s head, while Billie made it a game to see how many times she could land M&M’s in Nena’s canyon of cleavage. The M&M’s didn’t go to waste as Nena would scoop them out to snarf them down before they could melt. She’d then usually repay the favor by stuffing something cherry-flavored into Billie’s exposed naval. That would get annoying once Billie couldn’t reach the apex of her belly anymore, but at that point, Nena would find a new way to assault Billie with her unwanted treats. That was the point, after all; trading stuff they didn’t like.

A few bites sent an apple (which had bounced off of her head just seconds before) down Bullie’s gullet. Her belly gurgled happily as yet another hunk of food crammed itself inside. The slope of her tum was getting out of hand. Already the top of her belly was meeting her boobs. After another minute of heavy snacking, the taut surface was supporting her boobs instead of just touching them. Her whole stomach cavity was just about filled to the brim with delicious sweets! Here’s to doubling that amount, eheh!

A grunt and a wailing creak distracted Billie from her handful of Kitkats for just a second. Nena was hauling herself up onto the couch. Billie could see why, too; if her belly got too much bigger, she wouldn’t be able to drag her fat gut up onto the plush sofa. The couch was about the same height as the two of them, which normally meant a little hop would get them up. With a tum that stuck out in front of her like she’d taped a basketball to her middle, though, Nena had to work a little harder. She’d lifted her belly up and let it rest on the seat cushion, and was now in the process of pulling herself up and over her belly. After she’d managed to get her knees up, she could finally turn around and flop onto her butt. Her breathing was heavy but she still reached out to continue eating anyway. Except…

Billie swallowed her mouthful of chocolate and smirked. “Didja forget something?”

Nena pursed her lips. She gave Billie an indignant glance. “N-No. I just wanted to leave more room on the couch so I could lie down.”

The chuffed halfling giggled as her friend then let herself fall over, her butt facing towards Billie. She wriggled towards the edge of the couch, getting some ‘oofs’ out of Billie as she jammed her feet into Billie’s thighs for leverage. Then, finally, she could reach the floor - and more importantly, her candy pile, which she’d left down there. Too proud to admit her mistake, instead of pulling the candy up via the towel beneath it, Nena started to eat just like that: on her side, legs curled up on the couch next to Billie, and her belly nearly protruding over the side of the sofa.

Hey, who was Billie to judge? She would probably want to lie down after a couple hundred more pieces of candy too. Speaking of which…

Another beer and a half plus ten minutes of candy chugging later and Billie was starting to hit that peak level of fullness where she would really start feeling good~. She was beyond a food baby now; she was closer to a pinata than a pregnant woman with how stuffed she was! She let out a hot, sugary belch and shivered as her belly trembled. More room made. Time to fill it back up! She stuffed a full granola bar into her mouth and gulped it down with minimal chewing. Her legs were pushed a centimeter further apart as the healthy snack rammed into her engorged tum. With all of her inside space filled up, her belly had been expanding outward at an even faster rate. It spread up, down, side to side, and above all else, out. It had smothered her legs at first, filling her whole lap, before pushing them apart to rest on the couch instead. Now it was pushing across the soft seat, inching closer and closer towards where her feet dangled off the end of the couch. She still had so much candy left too! Just how big would she get this year? Just how full and TIGHT was she going to get? Ooooh, she just couldn’t wait! If only she could eat faster!

A sharp kick to her side made Billie grunt and a surprise burp escaped along with it. She glowered at the heathen to her right. Nena was so damned lazy! She’d eaten all the candy that she could easily reach, yet instead of giving in and moving to where she could properly reach, she was just wiggling around to snag whatever she could with the tips of her fingers. Of course, that meant shifting her huge gut, which had swollen past the edge of the couch by this point. She was having to push against Billie’s thigh more and more to reach more individual snacks. Her perfect thigh was gonna be bruised all over at this rate! Enough was enough!

“That’s enough of YOU-!” Billie seethed. She wobbled around until she could reach Nena with both hands despite her gravid belly being in the way. She grabbed Nena’s ass with both hands and gave her a good yank towards the edge of the couch. The heavy halfling squeaked indignantly, then again in fear as her belly fully slipped over the edge and started to droop. The heavy weight dragged the rest of her down.

She landed with a heavy thump and a massive, wet belch. A chorus of angry rumbles and gurgles echoed around the room from Nena’s belly, which she was now fully lying on. She groaned and massaged the sides of her belly, whining up to Billie, “OoooooOOoow! You son of a- *HuuUUUOooOORR-UUUuuurp*! OoooOh, it hurts so much! I-I’m gonna be sick- *HIC-UuuuUURP*!”

Ok, maybe Billie regretted doing that to Nena juuuust a little bit. Still, she had faith in Nena’s resilience. The girl had never once let any food escape her belly before. Something like this wasn’t gonna break that streak! Billie leaned forward and gave Nena’s ass a playful slap, making her whole body wobble. “I was just giving you a hand so you can reach the rest of your candy. You should be thanking me!”

“F-Fuck y-*HuuUUURP-*!”

“You’re welcome~.”

Despite her complaining, sure enough, Nena didn’t let her upset stomach win out. Billie watched Nena get back to it out of the corner of her eye while draining her fifth can of beer. She didn’t even bother to get off her stomach; she just started stuffing in more candy now that it was within reach. To be fair, Billie knew exactly how good it felt to lay on your own tum when it got this big. So much extra pressure, so much extra tightness! Her own belly was definitely big enough to lay on by now, but… it would be even better once it was big enough to keep her knees off the floor to… eheheh…

Billie’s head was starting to feel fuzzy. Enough of that beer must have made its way to the right places by now~. She giggled through a mouthful of Skittles and cracked open her final can. She was in the home stretch now! This year really had been their best year yet! Sometimes she had to top off with food from home just to get this full, yet this year she still had enough left to make her feel like popping just from LOOKING at it! She swallowed the Skittles down with a hefty swig from her beer, then set the can down on top of her gut. Yes, on top of it! This wasn’t her first tummy table experience, but it was always a sexy feeling to be using her own tum to rest her stuff on! Now then… time for the final feast~!

The still-hungry halfling pulled her bag over and started shelling all of the candy that was left. It took a monumental amount of self-control to stop herself from cramming all of the naked treats down her throat, but the payout would be so worth it! Snickers, Milky Ways, Skittles, Tootsie Rolls, candy corn - even granola bars, raisins, and fruit snacks. Her stomach gurgled plaintively, complaining about how full it already was, but what did Billie care? She had more food, so she would eat more! That was her right as a halfling - no, that was her right as a glutton!

By the time she’d freed all of her treats from their inedible prisons, Billie could hardly control herself. Her mouth was filled with drool and her brain had even convinced her stomach to start rumbling again as if she didn’t already have over twenty pounds of junk food and junk food substitutes (aka healthy snacks) in it. She picked her beer off of her belly to take another drag before setting it aside. She didn’t want to risk knocking it over with what was about to happen~.

Billie had been placing all of her tasty treats back into her bag as she shelled them. Said bag was then picked up and pulled onto her belly. Billie swallowed hard and licked her lips. Ready or not, belly, here it comes! She moved the bag to her mouth and, without a care in the world, started to pour.

Candy started to tumble down into Billie’s salivating maw. Larger treats got gnashed up quickly before being hastily swallowed while the smaller foods were lucky to get chewed once before falling down her open throat. Lords, she could practically feel her belly swelling from how fast she was stuffing herself! Her skin was getting tighter by the swallow, her weighty tum pulling more and more on her stout frame! She swore she could feel the cold apartment air kissing the underside of her hot gut’s peak right now as it grew off of the couch!

Oh fuck, just how big was this last stretch going to make her? How heavy and round and tight? Her belly was wailing in distress, both audibly and physically. The gurgles were angry and her skin felt stretched to the max! She was so full! Ooooh, she was so STUFFED! She wanted more though! More and MORE!

Just before she was at her peak, Billie’s greedy teeth started clicking together emptily. Her candy - it was all gone!? Damn it! Wait wait - her beer! She still had most of her final can of beer! These big boys were a whole liter each! She snatched her can and rushed it to her lips. Hearts filled her vision as she messily chugged the booze, small trickles escaping from the corners of her mouth.

Ooooh, so close! She was- so- close! Her belly was so full- so TIGHT! Just a little more- OoooOooh, just a few more gulps! A little tighter- a little- a- a- A-

“AAAAAaaaaAA-aaAA- *HUuuUUOOORp*- UUUUUuugh…”

The now empty beer can slid out of Billie’s fingers. It bounced off of Billie’s boobs, which looked a full cup size bigger thanks to being jutted up by her overgrown tum, and plopped onto the seat next to her. The woman herself was heaving for breath, her tongue lolling out and a greedy glint in her half-closed eyes. She lovingly stroked the sides of her belly. She giggled at how taut and smooth her skin was under her fingertips, and at just how far out of reach her belly button had gotten. She wondered just how shallow it had gotten with all this food pushing it out~. Maybe she’d have Nena play her navel a little… given Nena was still conscious and mobile.

From the looks of it, though, Nena wouldn’t be going anywhere anytime soon. Her rear end, which was still facing Billie, had risen higher into the air as her belly had swollen from her renewed access to her treats. It was hard to tell from Billie’s spot on the couch, but she was pretty sure Nena’s knees had long since left the carpet beneath her. The engorged halfling was, for all intents and purposes, resting her body on top of a flesh-colored beach ball (a regular-sized one, not a halfling-sized one). She was still conscious too - Billie could tell by all the groans and burps coming from the candy-stuffed belly ball. There was just no chance that she would be getting up anytime soon. After all…

“There’s *Hic* no way I’m goin’ nowhere ‘till *HURP* tomorrow…” Billie breathed. It was so hard to breathe with her belly pressing up into her lungs so much… but that just made it even better~.

“S-Same… uuuuugh…” Was Nena’s response. She wiggled in place a little, shifting her weight on top of her belly. Her ass wobbled around on top of her belly for a few seconds after the tight semi-sphere underneath had stopped. “I don’ think… I could stan’ up… even if you said there was a cake… in the kitch’n…”

“Ooooh… cake…” Billie moaned. Her mouth watered as she imagined cramming a whole velvet cake with cream cheese frosting into her jam-packed belly. She might really explode if she did that, eheh…

“Hey, Nena…”

“Wha’… do you wan’… heathen…?”

“If you can turn ‘round… do you wanna… have some fun…?”

“...Gimme… ten minutes… I have some licorice lef’… tha’ I gotta scoot to firs’…”

Billie giggled and a small round of belches escaped her gut. This was exactly what besties-with-benefits were for~. A night of debauchery ended with vague attempts at sexy times even though they were both too heavy to properly move. What more could a halfling ask for on a holiday?

Ah, but then again… if this was just Halloween, then… Billie couldn’t wait for Thanksgiving~. Eheheh…

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I'm late! I'm late! I'm LATE!

Eh, what else is new? lol. I'm just glad I made it before October was over for anyone. Happy Halloween, btdubs~

This was the fic I started on stream this month! The stream went a little sideways since I lost motivation partway through this fic and started working on my modern Demihuman catalog instead, lol. I wanna thank anyone who showed up to hang out despite my being off-task!

I might have another fic coming out for y'all in the next day or two to follow up on the spooky season energy. If not, then it probably means the fic has been canceled altogether cause it wasn't working out the way I wanted it to. It wouldn't be the first time and it won't be the last, lol.