Locked down, and plumping up - part two (glorious stuffings)

chapter 3 - no, really? more stuffing?

Sarah woke up before her alarm went off, but waited for it sound before attempting to get up because she felt so warm and comfortable. As she waited, she relished in the feeling of satisfaction she had experienced from yet another feast the night before. She couldn’t believe how much she had completely pigged out. A wicked smile crept over her face as she thought that it would be her little secret to keep all to herself.

Sarah pulled back the covers to look at her belly, which was sticking out much more than she had expected. Despite being puffier than anticipated, it really did look a bit cute. Sarah kneaded it affectionately, enjoying its warm softness and how massaging it felt. She’d had a lot of fun getting it to this point.

Giggling a bit to herself, Sarah did make a mental note to try to watch her food intake a bit more. While she was all for body positivity and currently enjoying herself, she didn’t want to actually get fat and stay like that. Did she?

Her stomach rumbled as Sarah felt a pang of hunger. She couldn’t believe it; surely she was still full from last night? Or maybe now that she had digested it all, it had left an expanded hole that needed filling again. She guessed that made sense, and started to think through her breakfast options, wanting something nice and filling.

Oatmeal. That didn’t have too many calories, and it kind of puffed up even. That would surely hit the spot. And thankfully, with those convenient microwave sachets, they were quick, because she had work to do.

As she microwaved her oats, Sarah also made herself some hot coffee and prepared a large jug of water to place waiting next to her computer. Staying hydrated was important. Apparently it enhanced concentration, which she hoped was true as working from home really was getting more than a little boring.

Bringing her big bowl of oats over to the table, Sarah started trying to formulate an idea of what work she should prioritise and aim to get done for the day. The oats were warm and comforting, and it was almost like enjoying the taste and texture of them in her mouth was helping her think. And they certainly were filling. Even only a few spoonfuls in and she was wondering if she could even finish it all.

“Ugh, I’m going to look like I have a food baby again. Lucky no one can see me right now!”

Sarah’s hands instinctively drifted down to her stomach area. She had pulled her pyjama pants up to their usual level, but now the elastic in the waistband was pushing into her soft new layers creating a definite muffin top. She slipped her fingers under the waistband, rubbing along the warm flesh underneath it before slipping the elastic down underneath her belly.

A small moan escaped her lips, as she embraced the feeling of her paunch spilling gently into her lap. Once again, she was in awe of how much bigger it was than she’d realised, as well as, in all honesty, how good it felt. My, she really was becoming a bit of a porker. There really was no sense in beating herself up over it though. She was a good little piglet even, she guessed.

She stretched again leaning back in her chair, particularly enjoying the extra heft that her belly added to her stretching abdominal muscles underneath. She needed to get on with her work day, she knew that, but she was also so relaxed and truly enjoying the sensations of her body.

She was also very thirsty, she realised. Trying to ignore the sensual feeling of her lower stomach gently brushing the tops of her thighs as she sat up, Sarah poured herself a big glass of water from the jug. She reasoned that it would surely add to her feeling fuller too, as she drank the whole thing in a few gulps.

She immediately realised that she did indeed feel fuller from her glass of water, feeling some pressure in her stomach which immediately seemed to be sticking out a little bit further. She started massaging this area while reading through some work emails that were marked as urgent. After a few minutes though, she became distracted by the fact that she seemed to be bloating up a little. Part of her started to feel uncomfortable over the increasing pressure in her gut, but part of her also seemed to…like it?

She thought back to her overindulgent feasting the night before and remembered how good it had felt to stuff herself so full that she felt like she could burst at the seams. That pressure then had also felt so satisfying, and here she was starting to feel it again with just some oatmeal, coffee and water. The oats must have been continuing to expand in her stomach.

Sarah looked at the remainder of her oats and jug of water. And wondered…

Still gently caressing her bloated belly, she tried to build up a steady pace of spooning oats into her mouth and alternating with several mouthfuls of water. Despite the soft layer of fat covering it, her stomach began to feel packed and taut. She found herself breathing more heavily as she started to struggle to finish it all, but persisted as best she could, trying to maintain her steady pace and taking deep breaths. She wondered if she had ever felt this full. And would she continue to expand a little after finishing?

She realized that she had started feeling a little giddy and shuddered a little as she felt a wave of pleasure sweep over her whole body. Stifling a quiet burp, Sarah finished her last mouthful, covering her mouth as though she needed it to stay in there at all costs. She was absolutely stuffed. She felt so full and so heavy; it was absolute bliss. Those last few mouthfuls did continue to expand and press her further outwards for a while. Sarah let her hands explore herself and helplessly lost herself to a powerful orgasm.