Giantess Stomach Novels & Stories

Warren shouted, "Everyone looked up and crowded around the screen. "The basket ogress, some stories say she can bring herself back to life, and she'll bestow wealth on anyone who can capture her child," Warren pointed at the screen. "She's a giant," I know you are strong, Warren, but you are not that strong. The five of us would struggle to take down a giant." "Depends on the definition of giant," Jack rattled the dice in his hand. "El Silbon was ten feet tall. Can he be classified as a giant?."

Gina's POV I screamed, my voice echoing off the lavish walls of our mansion. "Help! Someone, please!" Panic set in as I clutched my abdomen, waves of agony washing over me. An hour after taking the cup of coffee which my maid, Rachel, had brought me, a searing pain tore through my lower belly, leaving me breathless. I stumbled out of bed, my vision blurring. As my feet touched the floor, I felt a strange slickness between my thighs.

That hideous thing cackled, and I discovered that besides guts, she also ripped letters from words, murdering the language every time she opened her mouth. "Hey, Chocolate, show the mansion to Madam," Gisele ordered, and I realized she was the leader of that strange trio. This Chocolate was a large woman, tall and very overweight, with breasts so ample she must have felt horrible back pain. In contrast, her hips were so narrow she looked like a lollipop - the huge, chubby body stuck on two little sticks that were her legs.

Georgina Sinclair's POV: I would have laughed it off if someone had told me months ago that I would end up with a huge watermelon in my stomach. Now it was hard to breathe because my stomach was heavy and round. I had to use calculation to sit comfortably, roll over without feeling like a stranded whale and stand without falling.

She ate that for two weeks straight. "Basil!, hurry up." She yelled out. I bring the bowl over to her and she makes grabby hands at it. "Gimme, gimme." Utilizing her belly as a table she demolishes her craving. "Ow." She winced grabbing her stomach. "What's wrong?" I asked alarmed. "I just had a sharp pain in my stomach." She sets the bowl down on the table, lifting her shirt You can see the twins move in her belly. "Owww." She groans. I see a huge wet spot underneath her.

Justin seemed to have accepted his situation but their papa is still a little jumpy. "Will it affect my condition, papa? Is this normal I have a big tummy because I have a womb now?" Justin also asked to appease his curiosity and confusion. Bienley and Devon stared at each other first before they both turned to look at the waiting boys. "Ahm...the bulge in your stomach is normal, Justin. It will not also affect your womb if ever you will do some exercise. A lot of women are also athletic and sporty" Bienley carefully explained with a tender smile.

"You gave me too much food. I’m stuffed." On top of that, witnessing Cael and Charlotte’s affair had left her unable to digest properly. She felt full and uncomfortable, as if food was stuck in her stomach. Kendrick rubbed her little belly, which did seem a bit round, and couldn’t help but laugh. Usually, her stomach was flat, but today, it was a bit puffed up. It made her seem more grounded, more human, and somehow, that was irresistibly cute. He couldn’t help but rub her belly a few more times.

She looks unconvinced and my heart skips a beat. “You’re just constipated. Did you use the bathroom since yesterday?” “Constipated?” Her eyes widen and she pales further, her shoulders slumping down. “You mean my butt?” “No, honey. I mean your stomach. This is where poop goes and since you haven’t used the toilet since last morning, you’ve got too much inside your tummy and that’s why it hurts. I think it’s time you get rid of it before your belly swells even more.” “Ew!” she exclaims and looks down at her stomach like she can’t believe what I’m telling her. “So there’s a giant turd stuck inside me right now?”

She replied as she placed her hand on her stomach. Dexter stared at her bump, it was big and looked like it was close to nine months. “How many months now?” Dexter asked, referring to her stomach. She stared down at it, bit her lip, and rolled her eyes like she was thinking about it. “I think it should be five months now.” She replied and Dexter’s eyes widened. Was she being serious? Five months and she is this huge? “Are you sure it's five months? It looks bigger than that. More like eight months.” Dexter replied and she looked down at her stomach.

The gloating Sia, who had gone to bed thinking she had everything under control, woke up with a sharp and unbearable stomachache. When she sat up, she noticed a huge blood stain on the mattress. "Oh shoot!" Sia groaned. "Do they have to come now? I can't deal with this right now!" Another wave of pain shot through her stomach, radiating to her pelvis and back. "Oh my god, I'm going to die! I will die on this deserted island!"