I love how round and tight I get to looking at the end of a day of eating all day long. I love caressing my belly in big wide strokes but I’m craving more to touch and weigh me down. I want you to make me look like this on an empty stomach.
I wish you were whispering encouragements into my ear while pulling me closer in. I’m craving your belly pushing into my back and I can feel my mouth salivating at the thought of your warm hot mouth. Come find me.
My swollen belly has been packed with pasta, ice cream, and candy until the tightness around the middle of my stomach hurt too much. I wish I had someone to hold me and massage my belly until I could be fed more. I don’t want to suck in my belly anymore