Stomach Growling Stories Novels & Stories

I decided to eat when my stomach growled noisily. Just as I touched the spoon, I blacked out.

If word got out, people would laugh their heads off. With her thirst taken care of, hunger kicked in. She had been too focused on her thirst to notice before, but her stomach started to growl in protest.

Of course he’d ruin the drama with hunger. Maybe that was the only way we were going to survive this mess. “Eat first,” he says. Like the world isn’t falling apart. Like my stomach isn’t still in knots. But then—grrrk. …oh no. That was me. My stomach actually growled. Out loud. Heri tilted her head, trying—and failing—not to smile. Damon arched an eyebrow like he’d just won some silent argument I didn’t remember agreeing to. I slapped both hands over my midsection. “Nope. That wasn’t me. That was…uh, the couch. Yeah. Couches growl sometimes.”

Melody wished that she could go home and rest for a bit but then her stomach did not agree with her because it gave a loud growling noise making Melody turn red with embarrassment "Well I do not think your stomach agrees with you" Rebecca said with a smirk as she started driving to the nearest restaurant

I finally prayed. ‎ ‎I then walked to the bathroom for a cold shower and returned for a deeper reflection, which resulted in a loud growl emanating from my stomach. ‎“Stomach, can you let me think?" I asked gently rubbing my almost port belly. “I'm hungry too, you know.” ‎But my stomach didn't listen it just kept growling, that's when I heard a knock on my door. ‎ ‎“Who is it?" I doubted, with an arched brow. Praying it's not aunt Velma again.

My stomach clenched and suddenly a strange sound erupted from my stomach. It took me a second to recover from my surprise to acknowledge that my stomach had just made an embarrassingly loud growling sound. I wasn’t sure what was more embarrassing at that point between the unattractive sound that my stomach just made of the fact that Bradon was about to eat me out. “Haha…” Bradon laughed mercilessly at me.

I peeked into the hot steamy busy kitchen and everyone in the room was sweating profusely from the heat of the mega industrial stoves cooking up what seemed to be a great feast for hundreds of people. Did Jacob tell them to prepare all this food for me? Besides, I'm not that hungry to finish all that! Suddenly my stomach grumbled loudly like it had a brain of its own attempting me to fix myself a plate. Oh, be quiet. I quickly glanced around to see if anyone was paying attention to my stomach lamenting for food...seconds later it made the same loud noise, and I had it with the complaints. I wrapped my arms tightly across my stomach while rolling my eyes.

A petite maid in a cute blue maid's attire stood by the stove, stirring something while whistling a soft tune. The aroma of whatever she was cooking hit my nostrils immediately, and I almost leaped into the pot to satisfy my stomach's desire. I moved to stand beside her, looking for anything to distract myself from the growing ache in my stomach. I had been diagnosed with ulcers before going to live with Grandma. Dad had always told me that a good CEO eats once a day and works hard till the next day, so I had developed the habit of only having dinner.

My stomach growls loudly. "Do you need any help?" Sarah's voice booms through the empty large kitchen, I jump startled and she laughs mumbling a sorry. "I thought you were eating those cute little dishes that don't taste good, maybe it's because I'm not used to the taste- and don't fulfil any hunger." I said stirring my stew, which is almost done. "Well, in all honesty, I did it to impress Steve but I don't like that food either. And I'm famished!" She said and her stomach growls loudly, we both laugh.

The sound repeated itself. Valerie's face turned as red as a tomato because her stomach had been the cause. Kieran put his book down and looked toward the couch. Valerie's stomach continued to growl. She pressed on her belly firmly. The little voice inside her head scolded her stomach, "Why haven't you rumbled when I starved you before? We've only skipped one meal, and you're making it sound like you've been starved for ages. Are you looking for trouble?"