chapter 6

Ayla finished the massive platter in front of her, her belly taunt and red from being over stuffed and over fed by an eager eater. She belches as she finishes the last on her chocolate milk. Feeling herself growing tired she closes her eyes.

Erika walks in holding a cupcake the size of a baby's head. The pink frosting on the cupcake weighs more than the cupcake itself.
"Hey Ayla, I've been working on a new recipe for my cupcakes"

Ayla so full she couldn't possibly fit in another bite doesn't want to see rude. "Yea...ill try"

Erika smiles happily realising how submissive Ayla is. "Good" she places her hand on Aylas stomach rubbing it at she places the cake to her lips

Ayla too tired to care eats the cake, pleasured by the warmth of Erika's hands against her tight drum like stomach.

"How did that taste piggy"

Ayla is slightly taken back by being called piggy. She thinks to herself that Erika probably meant it as a term of endearment, something you might say to a small child.

"That was amazing Erika"

"Now rest, you've had a long day" she keeps massaging Aylas bloated belly until she's fallen asleep.

While Ayla was off being fed, Elizabeth was sure that Ayla would not be returning. She feared Ayla's father would start asking questions which would then point out Elizabeth to be guilty. Elizabeth had gotten the driver drunk of her husbands car which then led to an accident thus killing them. Elizabeth sipped her wine glad to get the porker and the porkers father out of her life.

In the room next door Kara, Elizabeth's younger daughter, was trying on a pair of size 0 jeans that didn't seem to go up her newly grown thighs like they used to. She must have weighed around 5 pounds more than she did usually. She sighed, it wasn't much of a difference but she felt fatter especially in her belly.