chapter 5

“You need some exercise, walk off some calories.” I didn’t throw him another look as he stood there for a few more seconds in amazement. “What are you still standing there? Missing the cage are you?” I held my hand up, threatening to snap my fingers again.

“No not at all. Thank you for trusting me enough to let me out.” He said which made me scoff. “Trust you? Sweetheart I don’t trust you but you desperately need more exercise than you’d be able to get in there.” The look in my eyes was playful as I looked him over. “Go. I’m sure you want to explore a little.” I shooed him away which he did, going upstairs.

I could hear his heavy footsteps going around upstairs which made me follow him upstairs after listening to them a few minutes. I found him in my room, looking at some of the things on my desk, being carefully not to touch anything. “It’s a blueprint to a new potion I want to make.” I startled him as he staggered back again. “Am I that scary?” I laughed as I walked towards him, stopping before him.

“Looks a bit tight doesn’t it?” I grabbed the bottom of his shirt, pulling at it to try and get it to cover his belly but it didn’t work. “I didn’t think that you’d outgrow your cloths this fast if I have to be honest.” My tone was dangerous and low as I backed him up, letting him fall back onto the bed.

I pushed his shirt up forcefully. “Take it off.” I growled at him as he did so quickly. I placed my hand on his stomach, feeling that it was still a little tight because he had been using the last vial sparingly. “You know that’s not how you are supposed to use them right?” I smiled as I straddled his thick thighs. He looked a bit panicked by my revelation. “Don’t worry nothing bad is going to happen. It just makes playing with you more fun.” I inflated his stomach slowly but surely again when I finished my sentenced. “You?”

The look in his eyes would make it seem like I had betrayed him while he had just been too stupid to notice. “You would have noticed if you were able to think about anything but food for a few seconds you know?” I could feel that his stomach was starting to become quite tight again, gone was the loose, flabby belly. Replaced with a hard ball that stuck up high in the air. To my surprise he moaned silently as I inflated the foods inside him more, stretching out his stomach more and more.

“Feels good Micah?” This was the first time I had used his name which he seemed to notice but he didn’t react to it, trying to arch his back against the mattress. “More.” All his senses of what is normal seem to have flung out of the window as he asked me to fill him more. I complied with his wishes, pushing past what I would usually consider his limit.

I snapped my fingers which made three of the emergency vials appear in my hand. I poured the content of one of them in him as I pocketed the other ones. I had to wait a little while for his body to react to the magic but once it did he started moving a little again under me. I chose to up the intensity a little more as I willed each calorie that went into him to count as ten. This had never been done before but I wanted to push the boundaries when it came to him.

By the time I had done this his stomach was all okay again, not tight at all anymore. “Let’s see what your limit really is shall we?” I slapped the dome on top of him which made him moan as he still felt just how filled he was. I made more food fill him again, blowing his stomach out even more as it started to come closer to touching me by the second. The button of his pants blew off by the sheer force of his belly, the zipper forced to go down too to accommodate the form of his stomach.

The feeling seemed to catch up with him as his eyes fluttered closed, him trying to arch his back again but he was pinned down by the weight of his belly, immobilising him for now. His silent moan rallied me on more as I kept filling his stomach more and more. “Stop.” He moaned deeply which made me refrain from doing anything anymore for now. “I-I w-will my stomach-burst-if we keep-doing this?” He asked between laboured pants.

“It won’t. The potions are designed to allow your stomach to stretch to inhuman sizes, you’ll only get fuller and fuller but you won’t rip your stomach I can vouch for that.” I assured him, keeping my hand off his massively bloated form. I watched him with an analysing look as he moved his shaking hands towards his stomach, feeling just how tight it is under his fingers as he sucked in a big breath of air. He threw his head back as he panted as he moved his hands over his form tentatively, careful not to disturb his stomach too much.

One of his hands moved away from himself as he took mine with it, tugging it closer to him, ultimately putting it on him. This was the first time I felt nervous in his presence, not quite knowing what he wanted to do. “M-make-it big-bigger. I know-you want-to. You-still have-the potions. Do-your worst.” I stared at him dumbfounded but I didn’t want to give him the higher ground so I quickly masked the amazement behind a challenging smirk. “I’ll make you doubt yourself you know that right?” I said slyly, pressing into his belly a little which forced a burp out.

The answer I got was a moan as he struggled to keep himself in line. I quickly poured the second vial in him to help his discomfort a little. “I want-this.” His breathing was still heavy from all the food pressing on his lungs from the inside but not from the slight pain he felt anymore.

“Be my guest.”