Stuffed Belly Mga Nobela at Kwento

" If you eat too much food, you're going to get so fat and you're stomach is gonna be like a balloon," I chuckled at my silly joke which no one was obviously buying. Max furrowed his brows probably having a thought about what I said but after seconds of thinking, he looked back at me and shrugged his shoulders. " Pass me your plate please," I scoffed before pushing my tray of plate towards him which he didn't hesitate to grab. " You should at least have something, I don't want you starving yourself," A sudden strong wave of headache pounded on my head, nearly knocking me off. I painfully whimpered, bringing my hand to the side of my head and feeling my temperature suddenly rising.

It is so creamy and filling that it soothes my throat and warms my belly. "No more, I am stuffed." I wheeze mischievously petting my bloated belly. Phobos curiously presses his palm against my puffed stomach as well whilst my eyes bulge at his antics and I lightly spank his caressing hand away from my flesh. "That is quite rude of you." I screech as I gaze at him dumbfounded, must he blatantly humiliate me further? The peaks of his lips slope upward into a moderate prankish smirk, his eyes laughing at me. "I see, so you find this amusing do you?" I feign anger interrogating him with a spirited scoff, he finds my full belly entertaining.

I proceeded to gently massage her tummy with the wet fabric, hearing her giggle now and then when it tickled. Finally, I heard her let out a long loud burp and a small toot and I laughed at how embarrassed she looked. "It's gas that has been clogged up in your stomach for three days that caused very uncomfortable pain and discomfort. It usually happens when you skip meals, but everyone's body has it's way of doing things" "Wow I feel great" She cheered amazed " How did you know? " "When I touched your belly, I could feel the stiffness rather than the normal soft feeling of a tummy. So it was either that or you're pregnant" I laughed and she joined.

“Here, you should drink some soup after you finish eating. It’s a little hot, so be careful.” Tiffany caressed her bulging belly and frowned. “I don’t think I can drink anymore. Our baby might have been growing up too fast recently and might be expanding in my belly. Everytime I eat, I feel very full despite only eating a little, but then I’ll get hungry again very fast.”

Getting done with my undies, I decided to take in my little pot belly that just felt kind of hard all of a suddenly inside to show what flat stomach is but unfortunately, I couldn't bare the hold on it for even a second cause I instantly let out the flesh I have suck in in the name of flat stomach letting myself enjoy deep breath before picking on my dress pulling it through where it's meant to pass through.

He was a clown, with shining red lips, red rivers running from his nose, and a glistening, red wet belly. He was still imagining himself as Bobo the Gibbering Clown in Dr. Jeffers’ Traveling Weirguild Roadshow when the room went away. *** They took parts of his intestines next. “We don’t need everything, of course,” Dr. Jeffers said pleasantly as he began. “Just enough to patch Buddy up. His stomach was burned badly, buried beneath all that smoldering garbage.” Dr. Jeffers and his nurse gently coiled slick, gray lengths of his intestines into a gray bin. “Perhaps you’re wondering how all this is possible?”

He even finished two servings of Asinan Jakarta! "But, my stomach, we both are getting bigger too. That's what I don't like! Cannot be Hot Dady anymore!" he said irritably, he felt his large stomach widen. Surely people who see us are amused we are both stroking the growing belly, for other purposes, of course. "Secondly, can we arrange no cravings? Maybe there are chemicals or something like that. If like this, I'll get swollen!" "What do you mean, Mas? What's the second one?" I asked, turning to him.

Video filled the screen. There was Sal—my husband, the Consigliere—bursting from the bathroom, naked, lunging straight for that filthy teddy bear. He tackled it onto the silk sheets, hands groping, face twisted in a bliss that made my stomach turn. The Chamber erupted. "What the hell… the Consigliere, secretly doing that with a stuffed animal?" "Sick. Disgusting. He has a wife right there!" "Humiliating her like this… what kind of man…"

Celeste's belly had people very scared recently, as it was getting bigger, signaling that it was nearing the time of birth. The twins were too big, and the space inside Celeste's stomach became smaller, which directly caused Celeste's appetite to become smaller and the tendency to lose appetite.

She was curious about the whereabouts of her former comrades in arms. “Hmm... she’s... a little round,” said Altha, which added to the curiosity of her friends. “You mean she got fat?” Altha looked at Amber while shaking her head. “No, but there’s something odd about her stomach. Is it possible for a person to have a bulging stomach in less than two months? And it feels hard like pregnant women when we hug,” explained Altha slightly raising her voice. Cece was about to deny that such a thing was possible, but suddenly all the women fell silent with wide eyes, looking straight at the entrance, except for Altha who had her back turned and didn’t know anything.