Stomach Growling Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My stomach growled so loud a passing boy looked at me, then turned away quickly. I pressed a hand against it, trying to will the hunger back down. I was starving, and worse, I could taste the sourness of my own breath when I opened my mouth. Days of running, no food, no water to rinse, nothing.

I lied. My stomach growled immediately, making me quite embarrassed and contradicting my words. “Your stomach says otherwise” He smiled and placed his hands on my stomach. I looked at him and then at my stomach. What was he doing? “Tell me….” He looked up at me and I looked away immediately. “Why should I give you the freedom or should I say….” He paused and looked at me again. I was starving! I fought the urge to cry. Why couldn’t he see that?

' The last two put a bad taste in my mouth and I found myself releasing a low growl. 'I would never let that happen.' I stared back out at the window- my hand still resting on my stomach -the sky was now painted with a mix of dark and a lighter color of orange and yellow. Some time has passed and night rolled in. My stomach was continuously rumbling and I was really starving. I kept flicking my gaze from my stomach to the door, hoping that Dylan will come in with the food. My foot tapping on the cold floor echoed in the eerie silence of the room. And after what it felt like years, I heard a loud clank before the door slowly opened.

I felt her body shudder in my arms, a delicious tension building. I tightened my grip, pulling her closer, the space between us shrinking with each passing second. Suddenly, a loud, insistent growl erupted from her stomach, shattering the moment. I pulled back, a smile replacing the passion in my eyes. "Sounds like someone's forgotten to eat," I teased.

Grumble. Danial’s stomach betrayed him with a monstrous growl that seemed to echo off the walls of the room. His eyes widened in horror, and his face flushed red as embarrassment washed over him. He couldn't bring himself to look at Gloria, so he kept his gaze firmly on the ceiling, trying to act like nothing had happened.

My stomach growls from within, and my hands hold onto it tightly outwardly. “Shit...” I spill when it growls again. I’m hungry, but there’s nothing I can do. Sighing deeply and standing up to go and drink some water from the bathroom, the door snaps open, and Carla, Alana, and the girl from last night draft themselves into the room. My eyes grow wide, and trust me, I know what is to happen, just not exactly how. Quickly, my head lowers to the ground, my jaw tightening to prepare myself for any smacking on the face.

a menacing growl rumbled in his chest after she suddenly suck his thumb, playing it with her warm tongue. "You are pushing me to insanity" he grumbled painfully, his hold around Narrah's neck started to tighten. No longer from anger but from the throbbing pain in the pit of his stomach until to the huge vein between his legs. Craving for the warmth her mouth insanely made his thumb feel. ****😏😏****

He just slightly lift his head to look at Kalyx, and bringing it back down again when he saw the anger in the taller boy's face. "That's why they're laughing at you. You're too shy. What are you so shy about? You're a very pretty boy. Why does it seem like you find it so hard to speak?" Sidhiel doesn't know what to answer. He, himself doesn't know why. All he know is that he stutters when someone talks to him. Specially when it's his mom. His stuttering gets worse. "C'mon, say 'Jack'", Kalyx encouraged.

-And how was yours? - Now I'm in the bathroom of the cafeteria, all very stressful because today I had to stay two more hours - I hear some knocking in the bathroom - I have to go, I'll talk to you later, I love you - he hangs up without letting me say goodbye. I get home and leave the keys in the bowl at the entrance. I hear my guts roar for lack of food. I go to the kitchen where I grab a slice of pizza I hadn't seen before, I eat it in a matter of seconds. I go to my room where I decide to start studying so that I don't fall behind and so that I don't accumulate too much work. I receive a message...

But sooner than I expected, it turned into a challenging one, as he bit his bottom lip, and nodded ever so slightly thrice at my comment, his eyes squinting as if he was figuring me out. Things got way awkward when my stomach decided to interfere and growl, speaking the oppression it had borne after not being fed for a long, long time. My eyes widened, my embarrassment visibly making its way, making my cheeks turn red. And that was all I needed to see his eyes fall onto my stomach and his smile turn into a full blown beautiful laugh. For a moment, I thought I had melted. But then again, I only thought. Or at least that's what I told myself. He took his time enjoying the sound my stomach made