Novel & Cerita Hungry Stomach Growling Fanfiction

My breath caught in my throat ,he looked so breathtaking smiling like he didn't have a care in the world. "You are staring again" I looked away. My stomach was so hungry that it growled. I was embarrassed. Stupid stomach choosing now as the right time to growl it just wants to embarrass me. "You are hungry already, can't you even stand such a small punishment?" he asked with an arched eyebrow. I couldn't bear to say anything. I was too hungry to speak,I didn't want to get in trouble, he's the one that made me hungry and now he's teasing me .

I confessed but once again my traitorous stomach betrayed me, with a loud growl. ‎She glanced up at me, my face reddening from shame as she nodded understanding, handed it over, and walked away. ‎I walked in, placing the meal on my bed side cupboard, before giving my stomach a piece of my mind. ‎ ‎“What were you thinking, were you trying to embarrass me?” I asked my stomach, my index finger pointed at the traitor. ‎She got angry, and dared to argue me with an even louder growl. ‎“So that's what we are doing now, talking trash to each other. Just so you know I never liked you, glutton," I yelled and once more my stomach growled.

I felt my mouth opening up by itself and before I could answer , we both hear a vicious and loud growl. My eyes grow wide , my cheeks flush a hot crimson shade and I close my hanging mouth. His eyes that was filled with fury a few seconds ago , now is staring intently at my stomach. It seems as if he is trying to convince him self that he heard my stomach growl pretty loud , but also having a fight battle while his mind tells him it is in his imagination. “F – food…” I stutter , answering the question to which he asked me before my stomach growled the answer.

His stomach hurt, yet all he could manage were a few loud farts. Chloe assumed he was exaggerating. She barged into the bathroom, demanding, "What's going on? The doctor said you're fine. Stop pretending!" Daniel looked at her weakly, finally experiencing the helpless frustration I had carried in my previous life. "I don't know," he admitted. "My stomach really hurts. It feels like it's being cut. Believe me." Chloe brushed his hand away and scoffed. "I think you're faking it. Do you know how long I spent preparing that stream? Those big spenders were ready to send you gifts, and now they're gone!"

I tore open the bag and spread the food across the ground. Laura bent forward, swaying her hips as she crawled to the scattered food. Her movements were exaggerated, and her joy seemed almost genuine. The whole scene made my blood rush hot. I had heard of girls with… unconventional tastes, but I never thought I'd see something straight out of an adult film unfold before my eyes. "Master, I want more…" Her voice dripped with a pleading tone that made me question everything. Why was she doing this? "Fine. Finish eating first. Then we'll talk."

He ran over and grabbed me, both eyes red-rimmed. "Miley, the child—" "It's gone," I interrupted coldly. The color drained from his face, and his eyes grew wide. His mouth opened and closed, but he could not get any words out. He just stared intently at my belly, as if he could not believe what he had just heard. "Are you happy now?" I shoved the surgical report at him, then spun around and jumped into a cab.

Even if I don't quite understand what happened, I still need to try. Trying to come up with the right words, my stomach lets out the most obnoxious growl showing I am starving. Heat creeps up my cheeks when it keeps growling and I want the bed to swallow me whole. Jaxon releases my hands with a small smile and chuckle. He sits up and then gets off of me, allowing myself to sit up.

Will shut his eyes as he knew the situation couldn't get anymore embarrassing "Forget that, as for your question I would love..." Out of nowhere, his stomach growled out intensely from hunger and Will clentched his fist. That did not just happen. "Was that your stomach?"

The bastard knew exactly what he was doing. My stomach growled again, loud and insistent, as if the very air around me had conspired to remind me of its hunger. That low, demanding rumble was all the permission I needed. Without hesitation, I grabbed the plate, pulled it closer, and began devouring the contents as if I hadn’t eaten in days—no, as if I hadn’t eaten in years. My mind couldn’t focus on anything but the hunger that gnawed at me, pushing me to consume with a desperation I couldn’t quite suppress. I tore into the food like a starved hyena, each bit a desperate act of indulgence.

My stomach uses the thought to growl in agreement. The top right drawer of my desk vibrates, the metal buzzing distracting me from my stomach trying to eat itself. Plus, I get cranky when I'm hungry. It's best I don't subject myself to pubescent teenagers right now. MARISSA: Now that you and Grant are dating can we do couple game nights?