chapter 11

When I was done I leaned back and stroked my bare hard stomach. Suddenly a little burp got its' way out of my mouth. Reddening I held my hand in front of my mouth, but Marc just waved. "I've never seen a human eating so much food. That is absolutely awesome." He whispered. "How do you do that?" He asked. I shrugged. "I hear that a lot lately. I actually don't know. I am just always hungry. Even if I gorged myself silly I'm hungry again two hours later."

Marc's view was fixed on my huge belly. "Do you have a metabolic disorder of some kind? Your fabric is so incredibly extensible. You don't even get stretch marks. Even in pregnancy, the tissue of a normal woman can't stretch that far. I was able to watch as your belly grew." He was absolutely amazed. I was unsure how to deal with that. "I do not know." I admitted. "Do you feel good?" He asked. I nodded. "Yes, very much so, I never felt better." Marc smiled. "That's the main point. But I want to ask you something. Sorry, but the scientist got the better of me now." He asked. I looked at him in horror. What did he want? Marc laughed. "Do not worry, it's nothing bad. I want to invite you tomorrow evening for dinner and I want to prepare a sumptuous meal. I want to find out how much you can eat until you can't eat one more bite." He said conspiratorially. I shuddered with excitement. "And then?" I asked quietly. He leaned toward me. "I want to measure you, before eating and after eating. I want to see how far you expand. I want to examine your skin with a scanner when it stretches while you eat and if you allow it, take a blood sample in the end." He said. A blood sample? I looked at him puzzled. That did sound very exciting, but a blood sample? But in exchange I could totally let go. With an idea forming in my head I looked at him. "On one condition." I said. He nodded. "You feed me." I grinned. "And you have to feed me quickly, as you know. Because I can eat very quickly." I was wondering about myself because of my briskness and was hoping that I did not overdo it too severely. The thought of beeing fed made me wet directly and an incredible excitement went through me. But Marc smiled. "All right, then we'll do it as you want. You are the lady and your wishes are my command. Tomorrow night at 8?" He asked. I nodded. "Yes, then we do it." We exchanged phone numbers and he gave me his address. He lived near me, so I did not have to walk far. I heaved myself out of the chair and held my heavy and hard belly firmly. The other people in the restaurant looked at me again. So much attention as in the past few days I did not have the whole rest of my life until now. The belly didn't hang down very far, but it stood out firmly and fixed. I could barely touch my fingertips around the belly with my short arms. Marc looked at it in awe. "That is so insanely sexy ..." he whispered. I blushed. "That's nothing, tomorrow we set a new record." I grinned and I smiled at him. He seemed visibly excited. We took goodbye hug again, just that now my gut was in the way again. I blushed when I felt that he had a Semi-hardon in his pants, which pressed against my belly. "Oh, excited?", I whispered. He looked at me. "Excuse me ..." he said, and this time he also blushed. I could not help it but grin and say goodbye.

I was overdue my lunchbreak and had to hurry to get to work again. Going fast was really difficult because my stomach was so heavy and full and the sun was still burning mercilessly from the sky. Fortunately, the dress no longer stressed around the belly, but I got all sorts of looks at me. Most people thought that I was pregnant for sure, so far as my belly stood out. My breasts were swinging back and forth and the tissue was hurting because of the movement. Running with this monstrous bags in front of me without having something to contain them is really a bad idea. Completely out of breath, I arrived at work and was again ogled like an alien. But by now I liked it. When I came into my office, I was soaking wet with sweat. The others were already back and the eyes and the stares at my belly conjured a big smile on my face. I squeezed my butt back into my desk chair, puffed out loud and went back to work.

As the evening came I went quickly on my way into town. The coupon was issued by a shop which was in a side street. I took the train into the city and walked to the store. It was a business for erotic and provocative fashion in plus sizes. I almost made a leap into the air, if my stomach would not have been so terribly heavy. I went inside.

The shop was crammed with all kinds of lingerie, bras, skimpy skirts, pants, tops and also a corner with toys was available. Behind the switch was an elderly, well-styled gentleman who visibly belonged to the other shore. When he saw me, he came right up to me, beaming. "Hello darling, welcome to Biggi's Big Boutique. What can I do for you? "He asked me with a radiant white smile. I looked around briefly. "I'm looking for something lascivious and free for outdoors. In addition, I need two new bras that got to be a bit sexy." I replied. The man slapped his hands. "Let me see ..." He walked around me and examined me from all sides. He asked me to raise my arms and to present me in different positions. Finally, he nodded significantly. "Come with me, darling." He said and went ahead in the lingerie department. "You have a loose I Cup, so I suggest you try these two here. Light, strong and sexy, but also convenient because the wide band on the back." He handed me two bras. One was dark blue glossy with a dense network pattern, which would let through some nice looks on my boobies, the other one was black and had a similar pattern, only with more tips. "Plus, there are these two panties for your nice butt." He said, handing me two underpants. I picked them up and held it under my stomach. Had I really such a huge rump that I needed that big panties? But I did not question the expertise of the man and went into the locker. I noticed that he had not mentioned my ripped dress. So I took off my rags and the skirt and pulled on the bra. I stowed my huge bust in the two cups and looked at myself in the mirror. My god, that looked formidable. Unlike my wide body, my head was so small and my breasts so huge. Through the mesh pattern I could see my nipples, but somehow it looked pretty hot. The bra had a slight push-up effect, so I had a neckline like the Grand Canyon. Due to the wide band, the weight was distributed very well and the carriers were not too narrow. Nothing tweaked and everything sat there where it belonged. I was excited. I pulled on the matching panties. They also fitted like a glove and had slipped easily over my big hips and sat tight but not too tight on my ass. I gave my butt a solid blow, and the fat became alive on its own. I decided to present it outside. The man stood in front of the cabin and eyed me briefly and then clapped his hands again. "Terrific! Like they were tailored for you, my dear. And believe me, the bra even keeps your two friends in check." I looked at the price tag and had to swallow. With the two bras and panties half the coupon was already gone. But I knew that good bras cost money.