chapter 4

“Well this is just brilliant” Mia said, overwhelmed again. The lady across from them smiled. “I do hope you two enjoy them! I believe there’s a dessert too!” Noah and Mia could barely contain themselves. This was almost comedic. Noah’s felt his boxers tense up. He had dreamt of eating more than needed with Mia, but had usually pushed it out his head. This was happening now — for real!

While it was only hours since they’d eaten enough for a group — and more, they soon forgot about how much food sat in front of them as they continued watching their movie.

An all-day breakfast and side dish of potato wedges in, Mia looked down to adjust her chinos. Noah paused the movie and watched.

“You don’t need to wait for me, Nini, I’m just…” She tried to move her waistband. “They’re a bit tight. Like really, really tight. Ugh—” She lifted her shirt a little and strained to unbutton them and Noah watched, enthralled as her zipper shot down and her belly fell into her lap. Mia felt a hit of embarrassment but then also an unexplained thrill. She saw Noah watching and it felt so… she couldn’t quite put a finger on it. “S...sorry lovely... keep it going.” she said quietly. A little red in the face, Noah fumbled with the phone and pressed play shakily. “Mhmm okay I’m… Yeah sure…” came his mumbled reply as he tried to hold himself together. “You’re feeling a little tight too huh?” Mia moved her hands down to unbutton his stiff trousers under his belt. Suddenly he was only too aware of the tent of his boxers. But it was too late, Mia was undoing his button and he couldn’t stop his hard distended belly bouncing out — but not quite covering his hard-on which sprung up. Mia quickly dragged her travel blanket over his lap.

“Nini!” she whispered — “What’s with the…” Noah’s face went bright red. “I… er… you’re really hot, I dunno, I…” Mia gleamed naughtily and rested her hand on his lap. It felt so good. He was so hard. She moved her hand slowly up and down the blanket, her gaze resting on his belly, trying to work out what about it was giving her this giddy feeling. “Stoppp!” he hissed as he noticed the couple nearby waking and nudged Mia. Mia looked up and met the gaze of the lady across from them. The lady grinned. “I do hope you enjoy your lasagnes!” Mia managed to smile back as she remembered the extra food on their fold up tables. “Oh yes, of course, we will!” she nodded, looking worriedly at Noah, who couldn’t quite believe what was happening.

Once again, they resumed their movie, which seemed to make them forget how full they were getting. Their bellies’ new unconfined lap space helped too.

When the movie ended, Mia nudged Noah. “Could you shuffle around a little so I can get past?” Noah did as he was asked, and watched as she struggled to stand. She pulled on the seat in front to get a hold up. But had to sit again. “Fu… I am so… so full.” She looked down at her belly. “Oh m—” Mia was speechless. She had never ever seen her belly so stretched. “How did this happen?” she whispered to Noah who couldn’t quite muster up an answer. She tried pulling her zip up to button her trousers, but it wouldn’t budge. “A little help here?” Mia asked, desperate to beat the inevitable toilet queue before landing. Noah mustered up all the mental strength he had left and tried to press her chinos closed. “Try sucking in.” he instructed. Mia tried and shook her head. Noah tried harder and put all his strength into it. He managed to get the bridges of the fabric to meet and Mia quickly buttoned up.

Noah shifted around again to let her pass. Mia stood and just managed to get around him, her belly rubbing along the back of the back seat in front of Noah. Then just as she got into the middle of the aisle and straightened up, she felt a rip and her button flew off her and she and Noah watched almost as if it were in slow motion as it sailed through the air, landing under a seat rows in front of them. Mia was mortified. What if her fans ever saw this? She stood still, mouth wide open. Noah looked around and saw an attendant ahead of them hastily look around in embarrassment. Mia turned towards Noah, couldn’t muster any words out and instead hurried down the plane. Noah closed his eyes, trying to keep calm, his heart pounding.

The pilot alerted the passengers of their coming arrival and soon after Mia arrived back at their seats. She had relaxed a little, though still felt very unsure. “I’m not… I’m not fat am I?” She asked Noah. “No… No you’re not. We just had a crazy amount of food. Don’t you worry.” Noah comforted. “And anyway, we’re on holiday it’s fine.” Mia looked down. “No I’ve got to keep on top of things, you know I’ve got the channel and—” “Stop, honestly. It’s fine!” Noah said firmly, hand on her knee. “Even if this were real,” he said as he poked her belly gently, “you’d still fit those clothes just fine. Your trousers are fashionably tight anyway.” Mia calmed a little, happy to be back in her seat. She wasn’t entirely comfortable, but she did like that satisfied and fulfilling feeling of warmth in her lap. She rested onto Noah’s shoulder as the lights dimmed and the pilot readied for landing.