Belly Stuffing Story Novels & Stories

There is no time to stuff at home. When I got the bread, I offered some to my other seatmates next to me if they wanted. Charity quickly took the pandesal and stuffed it. "You? Marleen?" I offer her but she refused. "I think I'm still full!" she said and toucher her tummy. “Luh, don’t get shy! Get that!” I said laughingly. "Okay!" and she took a pandesal and stuffed it. "Why did you bring your stuffing???" Marleen asked me while laughing.

“Oh, Miss, it’s okay. You don’t need to pay for it. It’s just a little thing. And I’m glad I helped you.” Jesabell smiled at the lady. “Thank you so much, ma’am!” She scratched her head even though it wasn’t that itch. “You seem so hungry, and that makes your knees weak. Aren’t you with anyone?” The woman even peeked in the open door where Jesabell came from. “No, ma’am. Don’t worry, 'cause I’m fine,” she lied, but her stomach didn’t get along. Suddenly, it rumbled loudly, which made the lady smile. She held her stomach and shyly smiled at her. This time, she felt more sorry for herself.

As I grabbed the bowl from the table, my tummy embarrassed me once more with another growl. Stu bursted into a laughter. I could feel the blood rushing through both of my ears and couldn't imagine how red I was in shame. I promised myself it would be the last time my stomach would cause me overwhelming humiliation so I started satisfying myself with the bowl of warm liquid. I was able to finish everything with ease. "I knew you would like it. It was Shey's specialty." Stu uttered afterwards. Realizing the feast was made by my mate, another smile formed my lips which made Stu roared with laughter once more.

My meatballs were the frozen variety, unlike her homemade ones, but it worked. "Don Gato has a belly ache and doesn't feel good tonight." Bitsy's eyes beseeched me to do something. I knew the old Tomcat had nine lives and had probably used up eight of them, but he'd been with us since we moved into our dilapidated tin box. "He'll be fine, Bitsy. I'm sure he ate a sour mouse or something." Her eyes lit up. "Are mice sour?" Jon laughed and ruffled her hair. "You tell us. I think Jaycee put one in our dinner."

After leaving the Supreme Court, Carissa paused for a moment before instructing Jacob to spread the story of the supposedly donated porridge. Once, people had spoken highly of Zoey's charity. Over time, however, the talks had dwindled. Now, Carissa saw an opportunity to reignite that warmth, using this small act of kindness to revive Zoey's image. Naturally, Jacob spun the tale a little more, embellishing it with compassion. He spoke of a man who had once been a starving refugee from the outskirts of the capital. He had been barely alive, eating the porridge at the charity stalls for several days. Before he left the city, the stall attendants had given him a package of dry rations.

I said stretching my hands. “ thanks Amy, you're such a sweetheart" I laughed. “ I've always been a sweetheart " I said. She chuckled in return. . . . We settled down for our dinner of chicken soup and stuffed bread. I said stuffed bread because I honestly do not know what Mabel put in the bread to make it smell so nice and taste so bland but it went well with the soup and my stomach wasn't complaining so it was all group. “ By the way" I began in between bites, “ I forgot to tell you this earlier, but there is another Kurt in the contest" I said

I got to the point “ I talked with Bella! ( the real bella) Sandra ( the real Sandra) have had a appendicitis” “ what’s an appendicitis?” as far as I remember I have never heard this name “ there is a part in your intestine called appendix. When it get swallowed or filled with stool, bacteria or pesticides. It’s really painful and if not taken out of the body the person dies” My jaw dropped at this information “ is she okay?” that were the first words that came out of my mouth. “ Bella managed to take the damn thing out in time “ I frowned at her words “ how did she manage to take something out of the my body? is she trying to kill me?”

The story it told, was engraved in her mind as it was just too horrible. It started with an undertaker named Bale, eating the flesh of the deceased because he was too poor and had three children to bring up. He regularly brought this flesh back home and fed it to them. When the villagers found out about it, the undertaker took his children and fled. Hunted by the landlord, they could only hide in the forest where food was scarce. When the family was found, the three children were reduced to two and a sack of bones. The father was hanged, but the children survived and emigrated to a different place. The last verse was about how five years later in that new place people started to vanish and t

I shrug, “Her brother works there apparently, and he likes this, so that’s what I asked for.” She tries to thank me again, but her mouth is so full she gives up. Watching her enjoy her meal, I sip my glass of blood, mildly disappointed by the taste. Nothing has been satisfying my thirst since experiencing Aurora’s blood, it does the job I guess, but I don’t exactly feel sated. “What is this?” she points to the meat on her plate, “I know it’s a turkey breast, but what do you call it when you make it like this?” “We just call it stuffed turkey breast. The stuffing inside is called dressing.” I take a bite of my own; Sibby outdid herself, this is amazing.

Deep down, I knew she truly misses taking care of her kids, but they're too busy with work, so she sees me as a good replacement, which is absolutely disgusting. Her husband was the type to stay away from me and my business, and for that, I was grateful. “We're having carrot stew with rabbit meat; my husband just got them this morning, so go get ready and prepare for dinner." I could also get up on my own once in a while and move about, although I'd be limping, but it wasn't anything new. The most disturbing part of my body that hurt me was my belly, around my abdomen. I would rather not tell Martha so I could avoid the unwanted care and attention, but the pains had grown increasingly painfu