Stomach Growling Fanfiction Novelas e Histórias

A growl escapes my lips unsatisfied, thinking back to that dream instead to please myself. After taking a shower, my stomach grumbles, telling me I need to eat. I pull on grey sweatpants and head out of my room. Going down to the pack kitchen, I stop in my steps halfway down and growl, “Mate!” My eyes open in disbelief and I quicken my steps as both Cyro and I can’t wait to see who he is - he, huh? It seems so natural.

He then gave me a soft look and kissed my forehead. Just then my stomach growled causing me to freeze in embarrassment. I peeked at Dario through my eyelashes as I saw him look at me with amusement. His mouth then tilted up into a laugh. He placed his hand over my stomach and rubbed it. Why did my stomach had to growl at the wrong time?....I thought to myself.

Taika was still chuckling when her stomach suddenly growl, her face was red until she heard another stomach growl. (Stomach growl) Taika face suddenly flushing grey as she stared at the cute chibi in front of her_" Don't tell me you function like a human?!". Bailey who had thick face nodded even pointing at his stomach then looking at his host. ( Few minutes later)

Maybe throw in hunger and thirst with that too if you describe them with facial expression. I heard my stomach as it began to growl as if there’s a tiger living inside it. I brought myself to the kitchen and I was thinking of finding something eat. I only saw a box of pizza from the cheapest and nastiest pizza place in the city. I wasn’t really expecting anything which immediately came into fruition when I opened the box. There’s just a tiny long piece of crust left. “Shit! This life fucking sucks!” I whispered to myself gritting with mixed feelings of annoyance and rage.

Sky “I’m not hungry,” he growled like he had forced the words through his teeth. But before he could finish, a loud, long rumble came from his stomach. A sound that filled the quiet space between us. His stomach decided to betray his pride. A small gentle smile crept up my face. Such a pathetic fellow. His face was all red from embarrassment. He tried to push past me, and I instinctively held his hand. A jolt of warmth spread through me as my skin touched his. He paused, and I knew he had felt it too.

"I'm not interested in eating." Right then, my stomach let out a long, loud growl. It sounded like a wild animal. Matt arched an eyebrow. "See? Even your stomach is calling you a liar." I sighed and took his hand. He pulled me up, and for a second, we were standing chest to chest in the dark woods. He didn't move away. He just looked down at me, and I felt that heat again. "Let's go," he whispered. ....

"Do you care for some fish?" "No." My stomach growled in protest and I grimaced. That organ was very disgraceful. Why would it make a mess of me in front of him? "I don't want it, sir. I'm just..." My stomach growled louder this time in warning. He snapped his fingers and a man walked out. "Do your thing. She would eat fish." I smiled at Daniel sheepishly before turning to face the fireplace and subtly casting glances around just to be able to stop my anticipation from growing. My stomach kept giving weird noises and I was pissed at the traitor.

*Growl* Unfortunately, my stomach was not something I could control easily. My stomach continued to declare its emptiness with an embarrassingly loud growl, and I began to feel the heat in my belly as it demanded to be fed. Finally, with shyness, I attacked the food in the box. I opened it, taking back the large sausage that I had initially decided not to eat. In silence, I savored every dish Jesse had given me. In this horse-drawn carriage, there were only the two of us as the sole existence. No matter how hard I tried to muffle the sounds, the noise of my mouth chewing still resounded in the air.

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.