Stomach Growl Stories Novels & Stories

Lila’s POV My stomach was making this loud, angry growling sound, and I bet the old lady three chairs over heard it. I hadn't eaten since yesterday morning. I felt sick just thinking about food while waiting to hear if my mom's stage four cancer had spread to her brain.

Is this him throwing some kind of tantrum? His stomach growls loudly, the sound echoing through the empty room. I stare at him in utter disbelief. He closes his eyes briefly. "...Damnit." Despite the ridiculous situation, a laugh almost sneaks out of me. "Well, look at that. Someone is clearly hungry.” “I’m… not.” Another growl rumbles from his stomach. This one sounds painful. I raise an eyebrow. "Mars." He rubs a hand slowly over his face. "...It's different."

"I'm fine." Right at that exact second, my stomach betrayed me. A loud, deep, rumbling growl cut through the quiet kitchen. Debbie crossed her arms over her chest, a small, knowing smirk touching her lips. "Your stomach says otherwise, big guy. Sit right there and wait for me to cook for you."

The only release I got was when Sparkle took charge of our body. The box that had the few sandwiches lay on the ground empty, next to me. My stomach growled from time to time. I've never been that hungry in my entire life, my stomach kept on asking for food, and the gastric acid was already digesting the inner walls of my stomach. Maybe it was time for me lay back, defeated.

My stomach growling now was a sign that I needed to eat something immediately… but then that was a vain thought because no one was magically going to be able to come in here and give me rich food and flavorful meat. And due to the fact that I had been made by Taka to throw up all the contents of my stomach two days ago, starving might actually kill me before they do on the night of the Guirgon full moon. I stroked my stomach to distract myself from the sensation of the sting bobbing within but then I promptly threw my head up as I heard a sound. Footsteps approaching. I abandoned my growling stomach and shot up to my feet now with clenched fists and a scowl on my face. They were here now and

As more of these disturbing questions pop up in my mind, my head buzzes with pain and the pain flows to my stomach, making it growl. Just then, I realize that amidst all the drama, I haven’t eaten anything yet. I instantly sit up, wondering what I’m supposed to do when my door suddenly throws open………….

And in that intimate situation the most embarrassing thing happened to me as my stomach growled. I was hungry.

"Ouch, I have a stomach ache. My stomach is cramping, can you leave me alone?" I pretended to hold my stomach, not daring to look at him. I looked down, and he stopped rubbing against me, when he stopped I pushed him away and ran outside. You can't be stupid, Em!