Belly Stuffing Story Novels & Stories

After repeating it back to him, he says, “Well done. Now hurry and get it done before 5 or they will be breakfast for my pigs after I have my fun with them. I bring a whole new meaning to the term, “Stuffing.” When he hangs up, all I can picture in my head is Jon and Lillian getting raped repeatedly by this man until he is bored with them. Then he feeds them to his pigs and are eaten alive. Just thinking about it makes my stomach turn as I run into the bathroom and throw up anything left over from yesterday. As soon as I empty my stomach, I sit there for a moment, and then I call the bank to set up the transfer.

Sean did not know either, and he turned to look at the chef. The chef stepped forward and explained, "The stuffing consists of pork belly, carrots, and shrimp." "Oh, that sounds yummy," She ate three at a time, and she was already full after eating a fifth of the dishes prepared. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was off...

How could he have forgotten them now? He staggered to his feet, still clutching my diary. Then, he climbed into the ice coffin, lay down beside me, and gently cradled my stomach. "I've spent so long learning from the nutritionist and chef just for you. But all these years, you've only gotten thinner. Look at how flat your belly is, yet there's a life growing inside. It's incredible." Jonathan leaned down as he placed his ear near my stomach. However, the coffin was too cramped for him to get close.

She missed those wonderful times. She went into her room, turned on the lights, and took her clothes off so she could go to the restroom. Despite the fact that she needed to calm down, she had mixed emotions about the brief encounter with Belly. She had made some noodles. That's something Belly at least knows how to make, and it was delicious. The only conversation they had was about who Scarlett was seeing. Belly knew it wasn't Tucker, so Scarlett just said, "No one." It was the truth. She wasn't seeing anyone.

I kept scooping, stuffing, chewing, and swallowing repeatedly without care that some of the food was spilling on my pyjamas. "You really were dying of hunger." Gena complimented me while adding some rice to my plate, then sprinkled some stew on the rice. An appreciative smile adorned my lips as I scooped the food and stuffed it in my mouth. By the time I was done pigging the nourishment, my belly protruded through the pyjama shirt. I rested back on the seat while caressing my belly to soothe the swell. Barf gushed from my mouth, making Gena giggle. "Okay. Now that you're finally nourished, wanna talk?" Gena inquired while adjusting herself on the seat She was taking small sips of her cocktai

Tania and I follow suit and go pack up. Tania being the fashionista, took her time packing and unpacking. By the time she was satisfied, it was way after lunch time. Her mum had already left. We were all hungry and decided to grab lunch by the local restaurant. It's a five start restaurant and they serve some of the most tantalizing, mouth watering and scrumptious delicacies. We had our lunch and I was quite relaxed. That feeling of being stalked has since left me. However, halfway through my dessert, my stomach flips. I cannot believe it. The food was not off at all. I just cannot understand it. I excuse myself Tania tags along. "Girl, your belly is embarrassing. It literally rumbled and ev

I desperately wanted to share my happiness with some one, but now that I need them the most, they are nowhere to be found. Eventually, Celina returned from her outing. I went to meet her in her room. Knowing the outcome of my condition, I still went ahead explaining to her how I felt at the moment. As a lady, I wanted to be sure if she knew the answer. Not like I'm doubting the doctor, don't get me wrong. "I wanna tell you some thing." I said and she gave me a brief look. "Okay. Go on, I'm listening." She said. "I've been noticing some thing weird in my stomach, like there's some thing alive in there. Most times I go to toilet to see if I can push it out."

The man said again, "Ah, speaking of which, your ex-wife is really something. She made a bet with you, saying that when she was young, she used to beg on the bridge. But she wouldn't eat the food others dropped on the ground, nor would she pick up the money others dropped. She went hungry for two days and two nights before a kind-hearted person brought her a bowl of hot rice. She bet that you couldn't last two days. I originally thought she underestimated you, but I didn't expect her guess to be right. You couldn't even last a day and ended up picking up bread from the ground to eat. Clearly, you lost to her." Upon hearing this, Nathan's handsome face contorted in an indescribable expression

"She says she's abstaining because she expects she'll get so much meat tomorrow she'll have the meat sweats." "Tell her I'm happy to skewer her kebab as much as she'd like," you said. "Oh, that's a good one," Sabrina chuckled. "She says she expects the whole hog experience!" Sabrina leaned away from you, creating space between your bodies, and took a quick picture of her pussy currently being stuffed and stretched by your cock. "He's really great at getting the stuffing all the way up inside the turkey," she said as she typed. Gemma reacted with a drooling emoji, then another picture, this one showing the rest of the room she was in. It was the living room of her apartment, and all three of

"See! Love do you want to go the doctor? I'll call him right now. This is not good love. You are not eating enough. You don't think I did not notice that you are decreasing your food intake for the past 3 days?" "Gideon there is nothing wrong. I - I just ..nevermind." "No. Tell me love what is bothering you." "Mybellyisstickingout.Iamfat." I mumbled. "Pardon? What did you just say?" I repeated what I said. "My belly is sticking out. I am fat."