Giantess Stomach Novels & Stories

If she were who she was before, Julia would not be able to do it, but now, she acted without any pressure. Just as Julia was about to pretend to be miserable, she suddenly felt her stomach hurt immensely. "Ah-ouch–" Julia squatted from the sofa, covering her stomach. Damn it! How could she have overlooked this matter? That body was suffering from severe stomach disease. She just ate so many cold oranges, which must have stimulated it to cause gastritis. As Jared lifted Cameron, he saw Julia kneeling on the ground in distress while holding her stomach. At that time, without even thinking about it, he released his hand that was supporting Cameron and rushed to Julia's side immediately.

Her flat, fit belly with visible abs showed off her crazy shape and he wanted to run his fingers over her sexy stomach. And speaking of things he wanted to get his hands on... Jamar was an ass man, always had been, but with tits like that, he could consider changing his position. God damn... he knew they were big from having felt them against him and seen them in her sports bra, but he didn't fully realize how absolutely massive they were until right this moment. Clad in a bra a size or two too small for her, the black lace struggled to contain them. They were full and round, her giant melons were bursting to escape. The copious flesh jiggled with each small movement she made.

Her body pains had drastically reduced ever since she fed her stomach and it was so amazing how fast it worked faster than medicine. Of course when it comes to matter of the stomach- hunger- medicine could fix no shit. "I don't know but I think you're starting to make popping up in my room each time a habit. I; the owner of the room doesn't even use the room as frequently as you do."bemused, she rested on a ankle and said, getting full view of Rihanna's face from the bed from where she's laid.

"You go out. I can bathe myself." Jaclyn Dills shook his head. "No, with your belly so big and the bathroom floor slippery, what if you slip and fall?" I glanced down at my swollen belly. Truth be told, I wasn't keen on letting Jaclyn Dills see me undressed. My once slender waist had disappeared, replaced by the swollen appearance resembling a large penguin. However, it seemed I couldn't resist Jaclyn Dills's insistence.

From her side eye, trying not to get caught, she could see the faint trail of hair leading down from his navel, a detail that made her stomach flutter. She swallowed again. Jessie had told her that the ones with pretty faces have a small size, but that bulge doesn't look small at all. Besides, the men she's been with are not pretty faces, does it mean those sizes are big? She paused her thoughts abruptly as she noticed something else. The bulge us growing bigger! Wait, is he hard? Her heart skipped and her throbbing clit got intense. Just then, Bruno reached for the hem of his soaked shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing his bare torso.

Simon said, "Eliza, I'm here with Denise to take you home. Your grandma is getting old, and it's not nice of you to impose on her." Simon was helping Denise out of the car as she was having difficulty with her mobility. She looked just as I did in my past lifetime. Her eyes had sunken in, and she looked skinny as a rack. She even had a scarf around her neck to cover the black stretch marks on her. Denise stared at my belly the moment she got out of the car. Even though my belly was much smaller than Denise's, it was still considered a normal size. Denise's belly was abnormally huge, causing her major imbalance. She required help even when walking normally.

I had to go see a gynecologist. My period was late again. I booked a specialist whose name sounded very feminine, Jessie Lloyd. Jessie seemed pretty popular. I was number 35. On the day of the appointment, I sat in the waiting area, scrolling my phone screen now and then, occasionally glancing up to check the queue. Then, I noticed something strange. Why did every woman coming out of the consultation room look so radiant, no matter her age? Jessie had to be insanely good. That was what I thought.

I lied. My stomach was always like that, whether I ate or not. But it was actually worse after food. “Debbie,” Rain called again, now squatting in front of me, my eyes holding his. “No. We are not doing it some other time. And yes, it's normal that your stomach is big before or after eating. Besides, you are a woman. And that belly—it was designed to carry babies too.” His hand went to my tummy, rubbing the skin. “There's nothing wrong with you, Debbie. You are perfect, and I would say it over and over again if I have to.”

How could she wear this when all she wanted was to hide her belly? Marcus noticed Amanda’s reaction, so he asked in a slightly worried tone. “Is there something wrong? Did I get you the wrong size?” Before Amanda could think of an excuse, Eddie interrupted them. “Amanda had surgery when she delivered Gigi. She has a scar on her stomach area. Thank you for preparing Amanda’s gown, but I don’t think she’ll be able to wear it.” “I see. I’m sorry, I didn’t know about it. I should’ve asked before preparing.”

I tell her. "I can. You look uncomfortable. I can help with that too you know." She offers. "Really? That would be fantastic." I admit. She creates a soft pillow of air and tucks it under my stomach on one side. It is firm enough to give my stomach some support but soft enough that it molds around the babies as they move. I finally find some relief as I let out a contented sigh.