Love of Money, The

DATELINE: THIS WEEK!

All of Townsburg trembles in terror at the titanic threat of the villanous heistess known mysteriously only as Golden Gut. Already the cities finacial institutions are reeling after a series of daring broad daylight robberies by Gut and her gang have left Townsburg bankers and financiers broke and terrified! Citizens are advised to keep their valuables safely secured, lest their assets become more liquid than previously imagined! Stay tuned for more!

Emily Hammond stood nonchalantly in the centre of the first Townsburg bank's lobby, idly flicking a quarter up in the air, watching in a passivly dissinterested manner as the silver circle traced a lazy flip over and over her fist. This was it. This is where she would stop Golden Gut, knowing in her heart that the prize laid out was too great for the newest Townsburg super villain to resist. She wouldn't have to wait long, a distant rumbling heralded the arrival of her expected guests...

The wall in front of Emily groaned loudly before bellying inward and crumbling dramatically in a cloud of dust and plaster. Through the grey haze stepped a figure Emily knew she would be meeting.

"Ah, the police. Such a plesent surprise, here to see how it's done, i suppose?"

THe figure emerged from the masonry mist, and Emily grinned.

"Golden Gut, i presume?"

The figure nodded. Golden gut stood roughly the same height as Emily, a broad black cape swept dramatically over her shoulders, obscuring most of her profile aside from her face. From what Emily could see, reports of her good looks had not been exagerated, a pair of stunning blue eyes blazing out from behind a tiny black mask, her heart shaped face topped off with a tied back length of white blonde hair. Her voice was airy and pure, sounding more like a socialite than a bank robber.

"You presume correctly, inspector Emily Hammond. As you may be able to tell, i've done my research too, keen as i am to match wits with you i find it unnessecary to go to war unprepaired. And unassisted. Girls!

More figures came through the makeshift entrance, a group of six young women, all young, fabulously pretty, and looking about six months pregnant. Daring silver bikinis tops with thigh high silver boots and matching silver g strings did little to disguise the girls assets, another of the hallmarks of a Golden Gut raid. They took up flanking positions, partially encircling Emily menacingly, their swollen stomachs forming a barrier between her and Golden Gut.

"Ah, the infamous belly belles. Welcome to the party."

Golden Gut laughed.

"Restrain her, if you please."

Two of the girls started forward, their fine hands clutching Emily's wrists and holding her in place.

"There's no-one else here, Golden Gut. Just you, me, and your... friends here."

Golden Girl smirked.

"Don't you think i already know that? at first, i thought to myslef this must be a trap. However, far be it for me to tell you the ins and outs of police work, it rather seems you've missed a trick here by not making it so. Now, the vault, and to the buisness at hand."

Emily was led through to the vault door, which after a brief delay was cracked open without too much innconveniance to the robbers. The assembled party stepped through, and stared in awe.

"Ah, the tax payers bullion. The life blood of the city, and the deposit on my new house."

Golden Gut gestured to the large mound of gold bricks stacked in a neat heap in the centre of the room. Two more of the bellied belles stepped forward, and gathered two of the gold bars each. Golden Gut licked her lips, and nodded to Emily.

"Time to see how i got my name, eh?"

THe girls approached her, and as EMily watched in stunned silence she simply opened her mouth, tilted her head up, and allowed them to slide the bars into her mouth. She swallowed deeply, drawing the bricks down inside her with a deep throaty gulp.

"The perfect means to transport my illgotten gains. But the best is yet to come..."

The ritual was repeated several times. More and more of the bricks made their way past Golden Gut's voluptuous lips, falling down her throat with the same loud gulp, followed by a clinking sound coming from somewhere within the folds of her cape. Emily stood aghast, this she honestly hadn't seen coming. After about twelve more bricks, Golden Gut spoke.

"Ah, i think i'm begining to exert myself. Time for Phase Two.

She laid herslef down carefully on the floor of the vault face up, and nodded to her assembled entouage. Each produced a tiny silver pin from their own secret hiding place on thier miniscule outfits, and with a click attached it to their navels. Emily watched the two girls who held her so tightly produce theirs and apply them, each a tiny silver navel ring with a flawless crystal inlaid in it. Golden Gut motioned to the four unnoccupied girls, who drew round her in a circle. She opened her arms out wide, dragging the front of her cape open to reveal its contents. Underneath, she wore a uniform the same as theirs, her plunging cleavage rose and fell in the confines of her silver bra, her modesty covered by a tiny silver g string which nestled between meaty thighs. Her hands returned to her, and laid thoughtfully atop her stomach, which Emily was surprised to see was swollen out like a great white airship, round and taught and shiny it sat hard and firm on her midriff, emerging in a great slope from under her more than generous breasts, curving round deliciously over her deep navel before tucking back under and into the waistband of her underwear. The girls knelt and touched it reverentially, stroking it and cooing as they did so, before finally stepping back to reveal a silver pin in her bellybutton, this one much much larger than the others.

"My girls and i share a special bond. Our first heist was for a prototype quantum meiso stimulator, which we successfully used to link our digestive tracts together through these brilliant transmitters.Oncein place, i can freely consume as much as i can carry, before allowing the overflow to be stored safely in the stomachs of my compatiots via the QMS tucked away safely inside me. Now, on with the fun!"

The girls resumed carrying the bars back and forth, the pace never slowing. With each swallow, Golden gut swelled up, her gut climbing steadily higher in profile. Emily noticed too that the other girls had begun to get larger as well, each begining to labour under an obviously much heavier stomach. The troupe moved back and forth, more and more gold dissapearing down the gullet of their leader, untill finally it had all been seconded to her stomach. The girls helped her shakily to her feet, her gargantuan abdomen jutting out from her waistline obscenely. It rolled and gurgled, her hands running up and down appreiciativly as she struggled to contain her own takings. The other girls were also much larger than before, each swollen out to several times their original dimensions, cradling vast orb like stomachs in their hands.

"And there we have it. Just enough space for the loot. Good job the tax payers aren't so prompt with their payments!"

She laughed heartily, but stopped suddenly to nurse her distended belly.

"Much as we'd like to stay and chat, we have places to be and gold to deliver. So sorry we can't take you with us"

SHe laughed and turned to go. The Belly Belles turned and looked menacingly at her.

"Wait... before you go, here's one for the road!"

Emily flicked the quarter out of her hands to the swollen assailants flanking her. They laughed, the girl on her left, the most swollen of the two, swallowed it. The effect was almost immediate, her hands shot to her bloated stomach, and she groaned.

"Oooooh... too much..."

She staggered backwards away from the other girls, hands pressed into the sides of her belly, her face a grimace. Slowly, she straightened her back and gazed at her stomach. It began to puff up, slowly at first, but gathering speed, before with a terrific wail from her and an earsplitting bang from her overtaxed abdomen she burst like a balloon. The other girls reeled in shock, before errant hands strayed to their own stomachs.

"What did you do?!"

Golden gut raced up to EMily, a difficult task in her condition, and bumped her massive stomach into her, nearly sending her flying.

"Pushed her over the edge. NOw ask yourself this... with one less girl, where will the gold go?"

A look of shock overcame her adversaries face. She turned to see her girls, who in turn swivelled round to look at a mousey brunette girl at the back. She looked down ad sobbed, her stomach already begining to swell. Her hands carressed her sides, her eyes searching the horror struck faces of her compatriates, slowly watching as the distance between her hands grew. They took a step back, just in time, the brunette sobbed loudly before bursting with a muffled pop. They each looked each other up and down, before a eurasian girl let out a yelp and pointed to her friends belly, which appropriatly swelled out at that moment. The bang followed quickly, the three remaining girls sobbing and clutching their stomachs, each in turn meeting the same end.

Golden Gut stared.

"My girls, my lovely girls. my..."

She didn't finish that thought. A loud whine rumbled out from deep within her stomach, and it shuddered like some prehistoric leviathan risen from its slumbers. She gasped, her teeth gritted as a sharp pain ran through her great grumbling gut. She backed away from Emily.

"What have you done... you little bitch!"

SHe gasped, her belly contracting sharply against its valuable contents. Emily strode fearlessly over to her, and smiled wickedly.

"A trap is a trap. And while i don't begin to think myslef capable of doing your job for you, i'd just like to say, consider yourself out manned and out witted."

She slapped the bloated white orb in front of her hard with an open palm, causing all manner of protests and rippling roars from deep within Golden guts over stuffed stomach. The over bloated villainess yelped in pain and fear, hands shooting maternally over the welt to calm and protect her stomach. Her gut groaned louder, and swelled out alarmingly, the sudden lurch nearly overbalancing her. She cried out in fear. Emily mearly smiled.

"The love of money."

Golden gut screamed and cursed, her stomach swelling at an alarming rate, her hands reachingas far round herslef as she could, her lonely navel flattening into a distorted whorl on the tight surface of her pressurised midriff. She cried out finally in agony, a loud keening wail, her stomach puffed out as beyond imagining. She burst with an ear splitting bang.