chapter 15

The shop had just opened and when I came around, I already smelled the delicious smell of grilled meat. I walked in and thankfully, there was not much going on here. Immediately, a waiter who eyed me skeptically greeted me. Nevertheless, he welcomed me warmly. I asked for a place close to the buffet and I sat down at a small table next to it. I ordered a pitcher Cola and then made myself ready for the feast. Most warming dishes were already filled to the brim with all my favorite food. Well, to be honest, nearly every food is my favorite. I opted for a charge of spare ribs, a few steaks and a mountain of potato wedges with this tasty fat sour cream dip. I put the meat on one plate and the mountain of potato wedges with sour cream on the other. I went on under the watchful eye of the waiter and sat down with my broad buttocks on the chair. The trench coat cracked at one point because it seemed to have difficulties to keep my sweeping hips covered when the extended to the side when I sat down. Then I began to shovel like mad because my stomach was already very loud on grumbling. The meat was delicious and the more I ate, the more hungry I got. It was a little bit difficult to slide close to the table, because my belly and my breasts constituted a real obstacle by now. I leaned back, relaxed, opened the top buttons of my trench coat and put a napkin over my breasts in order to park the plate with meat on them. That way the path from food to the mouth was not that far. I had two dishes eaten in minutes. I inhaled plate-by-plate while the waiter stared at me in horror. He had probably never seen anyone who could eat as much as I could. After this little breakfast, I recognized again, how amazingly much I could eat. The trench coat around my belly was tensed to the maximum and it was quite sure that the first button would tear down soon. My ever increasingly thick belly in the trench coat also pressed my breasts against the fabric. The feeling of satiety grew stronger and breathing became more difficult. However, that did not stop me from further stuffing food into my belly.

After nine dishes and five large servings of ice, I was finally fed up. With every movement seams cracked dangerously loud. Now I just had to get up. I tried to lean forward gently. Suddenly there was a loud crack and two buttons flew across the room. Immediately my belly sagged forward and I felt the relieve of my huge boobs when they nearly sagged down through the opening. Suddenly a third button tore off and my stomach was completely free and slumped out of the trench coat on my legs. With a shocked look the waiter came up to me. "Is everything ok? Are you all right? "He asked, staring at my huge protruding belly. "Yes, I'm feeling excellent, thanks for asking.", I said and snorted out loud. "Please cover your belly." He whispered. I looked down at myself. "And how should I do that? As you can see the buttons are gone and I do not think my big belly can be tugged in there again. "I replied with a smile. The waiter hesitated. "Then I must ask you to leave this place." He said, still staring at my belly. I nodded. "I'm nearly ready, give me a moment." He looked at me while I was heaving me on my feet. My belly was far out of the trench coat and the term pregnancy did not really fit anymore. I looked as if I would get a baby elephant. My breasts slipped down and partly flashed through the hole in the trench coat. I paid the waiter and slowly waddled out of the restaurant holding my belly.

It was shortly after 11 clock, so I decided to make my way to the academy. Meanwhile, I did not care how people were staring at me as I waddled across the street with my naked belly. However, each step was stressful because it was so plump and the fact that it was so huge and hung far down already added up to it. The steps to the railway station were extremely exhausting. Shortly afterwards, the train arrived. Fortunately, there was still not much going on and I had plenty of room for me. I sat down in the middle of a double seat and spread my legs as far apart as the trenchcoat allowed it. My belly sank between my legs. I did not have a lot of space, since my belly already pushed almost against the seat in front of me. There I sat, rubbing my plump potbelly, dressed in a ragged trench coat and drove to the Art Academy.

The trip took longer than expected and I arrived right on time. The building was one of the older ones in the city. I went to the main entrance and heaved myself up the stairs. My stomach was pretty hard and I still held it with my arms in front of me, so he would not hang on my thighs so heavily. From all over people looked at me. I had to give a ridiculous image. Such a little girl with such a huge belly and huge breasts that jutted out to the front of a trench coat and the ***, which stretched the remnants of trench coats to the utmost. I waddled awkwardly on these high heels. Like this, I climbed the stairs and went into the building. Right at the entrance a reception was manned with a young girl, probably about my age. The girl behind the reception noticed me and looked at me with big eyes. However, then she smiled and said: "Hello! What can I do for you? "" I'm here because of the lesson of Ms. Panaroglu." I replied. Suddenly she beamed. "Ah, that explains it. Wait a moment, please. I will call her. She is waiting for you already." I sat down on the narrow waiting bench and waited for the woman. A few minutes later, she came through a side entrance into the entrance hall. I sucked in my breath, when I saw her. She was beautiful. She was also a lot taller than me, absolutely thin, jet-black hair, a small snub nose, dark brown eyes, full lips and brown legs up to the sky. Then there was the dark brown skin color. I had never seen such a graceful woman. Beaming with joy, she came rushing up to me. I heaved myself onto my feet and stalked inelegantly a few meters up to her. She offered her hand, which I took with my little hands. "You must be Alice! I am a Professor Anjali Panaroglu. I give courses in humanistic realism. Really nice to meet you!" She smiled at me with her snow-white teeth. "Nice to meet you, too, Professor Panaroglu." I replied shyly. "Call me Anja, like everyone here." She said. She checked my appearance. "Ah, what month are you? Is it almost time?" She asked enthusiastically. I looked at her in horror. "I'm not pregnant." She raised an eyebrow. "You are not?" She asked, surprised. "No." I said as I turned bright red. "I have just eaten breakfast..." I whispered. She laughed. "Well, even better, then this is your normal belly size?" She asked blithely. I nodded. "Yes, and he will grow much bigger." I smiled a little embarrassed, but I immediately liked her a lot. She seemed so happy, honest and enthusiastic. She knelt in front of me and was at eye level with me. "Can I touch it?" She asked. "Y-yes, of course." I stammered surprised. Already she rubbed me with both hands, fascinated about my huge ball. "I've never seen such a big belly on such a small person..." she whispered in awe. The touch of her soft hands sent shivers down my spine. I felt how rapidly moisture formed between my legs. That made me downright horny. Her attempt to pinch me in the belly ripped me out of my trance. "Ow!" I said. "And it is so hard. How do you do that?" She asked. "I have to admit that I am practically always hungry. I can eat always when I eat I don't hesitate to stuff myself silly, easy as that." I replied honestly. She stood up and smiled. "You are perfect, little girl. Let's go to my office, we still have an hour before the lesson starts. There we can clarify all the details. I'm really looking forward to working with you." I nodded and followed her.