chapter 1 (part 2)

still as she closed her eyes, relaxed. As Liv's eyes closed, Emma stared at her belly in awe. She placed her left hand on it, feeling it expand in her hands slowly. The thick shake was like air. Her swallowing was the pump. Her stomach was the tire.

Emma felt the warmth of Liv's tight tummy in her palm, never taking her eyes off it, not being noticed by her full friend. A shiver ran down her spine. She had always had a thing for chubby girls, but never expected to see one of her best friends like this. Her palm moved around her newfound globe, no skin being left untouched. Emma viewed Liv, top to bottom. For someone so tiny, she definitely filled up well. Liv looked incredible, with her tiny frame making her gut look even bigger in comparison. Her shirt, which was already a little small on her, had ridden up in between her tiny sphere and her small breasts. She imagined how good it must feel to her. Always eating so well and so little, but now giving into her impulses. Her smooth skin stretching out, as her flat middle began to poke out into a bulbous bump, coming out to around the middle of her thigh. Emma would never feel that. She couldn't stay clean. Liv opened her caramel eyes, noticing Emma entranced by her overstuffed orb. The last of the chocolate shake was swallowed by the gluttonous girl.

Emma put the empty cup back on the table, as Liv panted like a dog stuck in the sun. She struggled to speak and breathe at the same time.
"Ohhh... that..." Liv stopped to breathe. "Sooo good. So full." A feeling came back. Her tummy roared, perplexed by Liv's sudden stuffing.
"Don't worry, I know how to fix that," smiled Emma. She began to squish and stretch her hard midriff, like before. It was like trying to smush a soccer ball.
"UUURP!" Liv released a groundbreaking burp, as she felt the vibration in her throat.
"Feel better, Liv?" Emma asked, satisfied that her plan worked perfectly.
"Thank you..." she continued to breathe heavily. Liv grunted as she lifted her body up using the table. Her gut weighed her down, and she stood as if she was wearing a backpack the other way around. "I can barely keep upright..."
"It's okay, girl. I can give you a ride home." Emma walked her potbellied friend to her own car, as Liv kept her arms wrapped around her middle.

At a red light, Emma's car halted, lost in traffic. Her small, yet big friend let out small belches throughout the car ride, followed by a meek 'excuse me' every time. Liv would moan every so often, pouting about how she would never eat again. Emma felt awkward listening to this poor girl whine, so she tried to strike up a conversation.
"Did you ever end up asking Ben out? You two are always together now anyway."
"Well, no... I don't think I can do that. I think he likes Hannah now. He's always bringing her up," Liv admitted, discouraged even more. "I wouldn't want to make things weird."
"You're so... nice," teased Emma. Liv didn't respond, but sat comfortably with a slight smile. She stared mindlessly out the window as Emma noticed she often did. She watched her friend admire the vibrant warm colors of the trees. The streetlights lit up the scene, helping the moon out. Liv opened her window, sticking her head out and letting her hazel hair flow in the crisp autumn breeze.
"She seems so happy now," thought Emma. She put her eyes back on the road. Was... she a bad friend? Liv wanted to enjoy herself, but she just had to be selfish. She sorrowfully placed her hand on her cheek.
"Listen..." Emma said solemnly, looking at her glutted friend. "I'm sorry if I seduced you into doing anything you didn't want to do earlier. I figured you, deep-down, wanted to be a little 'bad', you know? I'm really sorry if I did anything wrong."
"No no no, it's alright!" Liv reassured Emma. "I guess that I really did want to, and you just... helped me out. There's nothing to worry about. It's just a cheat day." She gave Emma a warm grin. "And besides... it does feel pretty great being stuffed."

Liv stood at her bathroom mirror. She loved how the ball belly looked on her. It was completely disproportionate to the rest of her body. She slapped it with her hand, grabbing onto it, with a resounding clap-like noise. Something about it was cute to her. Adorable, even. Liv walked over to her wardrobe, taking out a T-shirt that usually came down to her waist. When she reached up, it would show her belly button. Now it simply rested above her navel. She pulled it out, and it snapped right back onto her tummy. Liv put her hands to the sky, and it lay right on the top of her globulous gut. She walked back to her mirror, admiring her tight midriff. The small girl couldn't resist. She locked the bathroom door, took her top off, and began to record a video of herself. Liv's face flushed pink.
"Well, I ate way too much today." She giggled for a few seconds. "Um... I usually eat really well, but today was just terrible." Liv rotated back and forth, showing off different angles of her big belly. "I think it's actually, like... kind of hot? You know, I think it just looks really appealing." She hit the orb with a fist. "Ugh-OUURP! I..." she paused to giggle again. "It feels great." Liv stopped the video, and went to bed.