Bubble Guppies Stomach Growl Novels & Stories

One big black toad was rumbling its throat fiercely before sticking its tongue out to a smaller mud slime in front of it. “GROAKKK!!” the sound erupted from its throat before its tongue latched onto the slime. The slime has no voice to sound as it was just made from water, so the only sound it could emit is ‘blob’ when it was hauled and swallowed by the giant toad.

My stomach clenched and suddenly a strange sound erupted from my stomach. It took me a second to recover from my surprise to acknowledge that my stomach had just made an embarrassingly loud growling sound. I wasn’t sure what was more embarrassing at that point between the unattractive sound that my stomach just made of the fact that Bradon was about to eat me out. “Haha…” Bradon laughed mercilessly at me.

They’d certainly noticed my absence by dinner last night. As I mull it over, a strange sound catches my ears; a gravely, high-pitched growl. I throw my head to the side, searching for its owner, as my stomach tightens. My heart races, threatening to leap from my chest, as my pulse quickens. I can barely hear myself think over the sounds of my body. Bushes rustle, my eyes focus in on the movement, anticipation stealing sweat. A small, green thing emerges, creepy grin on its lip-less mouth. The creature’s teeth look sharp enough to tear flesh from bone, I shiver as its bright, red eyes meet mine.

The build-up in my stomach is growing, and Gaius continues sucking and licking everywhere he pleases. "Stop teasing me. I want something bigger than your fingers," I expressed my frustration. I can no longer tolerate the fact that he is only focused on eating and finger-f*cking me. It is both frustrating and irritating! Ever since he released his pheromones, it feels as though I have become someone I do not wish to be. I find myself behaving in a manner that contradicts my true personality.

I released once I pushed the door closed and leaned against it, my pulse thumping erratically. He probably thought I refused his offer and was shy because I didn't want him to see me nakëd… but then, he already saw me nakéd lots of times. The truth is I couldn't let him see my stomach. In the morning while standing under the shower, I noticed my stomach looked different—slightly swelling, rounder and softer. It was bulging out showing my pup was forming. “Why can't we tell him now?” my wolf growled in my head. “Scared? Worried?”

His eyes widened at that, but before he could drown me in another round of fear and guilt, his stomach chose that exact moment to let out a loud, traitorous growl. The sound cut through the tension like a blade. My brows shot up, and I couldn’t stop the corner of my mouth from twitching. “But first,” I said, tilting my head toward him, “we need to stop that stomach of yours from declaring war on the entire neighborhood.”

As if on cue, a deep, resonant growl erupted from within me, breaking the fragile silence of the morning and reverberating off the walls like a primal cry for sustenance. Startled, Joshua spun around with an exaggerated motion, his features contorting into a blend of disdain and awkward fascination. His gaze swept from my flushed face down to the source of the disturbance—a rebellious stomach that seemed intent on announcing its presence to the world. Heat flooded my cheeks, mingling with a pang of mortification that twisted in the pit of my stomach. Avoiding Joshua’s eyes, I wished fervently for a distraction, for anything to divert attention from this humiliating display.

he said without turning, “I’m gonna do you right.” Mama set a plate in front of me I didn’t want. “Eat.” “I’m not hungry.” “You eat,” she said, and there was no arguing with it as she pulled out the voodoo doll. I took a bite. Pepper lit my mouth. It steadied me. The ache in my throat dulled. A new sound slid over the water, closer than before. Not the gator this time. Something else. Something that clicked and sighed and scraped along. Jax stiffened. “You hear that?”

And as soon as they reached their destination, they heard series of moans from her room. "Gabbie, are you alright? We're coming in!" Bella worriedly informs her. Afterwards, she decided to open the door. They instantly saw Gabbie crouching on her bed, while holding her stomach. She doesn't look good. Bella rushes towards her. "Gabbie, what's going on?" she immediately asks her friend. "My stomach hurts... It's my usual ulcer attack. Don't worry, I already had my medication. I'll be okay in a few minutes. You can go on without me." Gabbie informs them.

Water splashed, and the fish flopped against the rocks. “Daddy, look there’s a fish!” Gina yelled, clapping and pointing at the fish. “Oh my god, that is a fish!” Elara continued to scream even louder. I squeezed my eyes shut because they were suddenly making too much noise. “Kids, if you do not lower your voices, the fish will jump back in,” I groaned, and the kids covered their mouths. Baxter gave me a head shake, stopping me from keeping them from expressing their happiness openly.