Giantess Stomach Novels & Stories

she whispers, looking directly at my belly, “look down.” I squint my eyes at her and slowly look down. Gasping in shock as I see my belly. It’s humongous. Stretch marks and angry blue and purple veins pop out. I wince as I try to shift my body, feeling as if it’s impossible. “Don’t move!” My grandmother says suddenly, grabbing my arm and laying me back down. “What’s… happening to me,” I whisper quietly, unable to take my eyes away from my belly. My grandmother doesn’t answer me at first, giving me an awkward smile as she places her hand slowly into my belly.

However, I let my guard down because of it. Unbeknownst to me, Cassian accidentally touched my stomach while trying to remove some grass stains from my skirt. And not only that, but he also noticed a significant change in my abdomen. "Seraphine ... What's wrong with your stomach? I feel like there's something inside," he said. My breath caught in an instant. It felt like my life was split in half, replaced by terrifying suffocation. I couldn't believe Cassian noticed that my stomach was growing. "W-what do you mean? O-of course rhere's nothing inside my stomach," I replied, my voice trembling.

“Hmm… I’m only one hundred and fifteen pounds, surely there’s somewhere that is big and stable enough for hold my weight until the men is gone.” Then Stella looked at her breasts and saw that that was the only thing that was big on her body. A useless big fat breasts. Her tiny waist looked as if she had taken out her bottom ribs to make her have an hourglass figure. She sighs at the annoyance of her body. She turned around and looked again to see if there was anything sturdy enough to support her weight and tall enough to hide herself. Then the closet caught her attention and she walked to it. She opened it but to her surprise it was not what she expected.

Third Person's POV Harris swears his stomach wasn't this big yesterday. He feels like his stomach doubled in size overnight. Even though he's now five months pregnant, Harris was before somewhat able to hide it with large baggy shirts, but now there's no way for the Alpha to hide his ever growing abdomen.

"Gabby, Ry, you must have some more. I made this for you. Give it a try." Gabriella said, "Grandma, you should sit down and eat too." But as she lowered her head, the greasy smell of the soup assaulted her nose. She couldn't control her vomit reflex and rushed to the bathroom. "Gabby, what's wrong?" Aster wondered after seeing Gabriella's reaction. She then exclaimed, "Oh my, is Gabby pregnant?" Henry calmly shook his head. "No, she's been having some stomach issues lately and has been on a restricted diet and medication."

Esthers POV; I stand before the mirror in my room staring at my stomach. It's growing round and is becoming noticable. A woman on the streets I usually buy things from, even made an innocent joke about it. "Ah, madam, this one wey your belle don dey big like this, hope all dey well? " (Wow, madam, now that your stomach is getting big, hope all's well?) I was forced to laugh but it hit me. Every passing day slips into a week, which slips into weeks, and then another month!

She was smoking and making rings with smoke. "Look at her breasts Den, they are so flat. There size must be around 20-25. And our customers need 50 plus size.Help her to enlarge them. And her ass is round and good no need to change it. As for her pu**y, it is very tight. Suck it or fuck it, just make it bulge out. Take her now" Maira said and dismissed them. Celestine who was listening all this, felt fear creeping in her heart. She was not naive to not understand where she was standing.

My stomach, which had appeared only slightly rounded under the glamour, suddenly swelled to its true size, as if I were ready to give birth any moment despite being only three months along by normal standards. Dante staggered backward, his face going pale as shock crashed over his features. “What… how…” He couldn’t seem to form complete sentences, his eyes locked on my stomach with an expression that cycled rapidly through disbelief, horror, and something else I couldn’t identify. “The last time I saw you, you weren't this heavy. You’re… that’s not three months. That’s eight, maybe nine months of development. How is that even possible?” “It’s complicated,” I said weakly, my hands instinctive

“Agnarr!” He smirks as he circles me, “Moving on, as I was saying, despite that and these breasts…” He grabs my breasts, squeezing them from behind, his lips brushing my ear. He clearly just needs a reason to touch me! “Yet your swelling belly is becoming round, like a watermelon. No one can be that blind to miss it.” “It’s nowhere near as big as a watermelon!” I look in the mirror, standing straight and realise it is obvious… where once my stomach was flat it is far from it, with so much going on I didn’t even notice… but it is NOT a watermelon. He is so dramatic!

Willow was walking slowly toward us in a pure white wedding gown with one hand on her waist. She was nothing but a bag of bones. However, a grotesquely huge belly protruded from her slender frame. It looked like someone had stuffed a hundred basketballs in there, and her stomach looked like a mountain. It was sucking up all the nutrients in her body.