chapter 9

One morning, Emily had just walked up the stairs and was laying flat on the bed, her stomach protruding up in the air, raising and falling with each of her breaths. Emily was sweating and breathing heavily.

"Why were steps ever invented?" she asked herself, as she closed her eyes. As she did so, she rested her hands on her belly; the white t-shirt she wore was straining against her protruding stomach, letting inches of her bare stomach show.

She started to get to hot and frustrated and decided a better idea would be to take off her over stretched leggings and white T-shirt.

"MIKE!" Screamed Emily.

Mike heard his girlfriend calling in distress and rushed upstairs into the bedroom. As he entered, he saw his naked bloated girlfriend laying on the bed, her head propped up by a pillow, he noticed that she always looked bigger everytime he saw her.

"Er, yes babe?"

"I want you to bring me food and I don't want you to stop until I either pass out or explode."

Emily no longer got out of bed for her meals, but had Mike deliver them in a almost non-stop stream all day
Mike brought her a huge ice cream sundae. He knew Emily's favourite in the past had always been ice cream. Her stretched-out stomach readily accepted the rich treat.
next came cheeseburgers, cheese fries and onion rings - all nice, hot and greasy and a huge plate of pasta and several rich sauces. Emily marveled at the flavor and devoured everything put in front of her. A large cheesecake for desert. Snacking and nibbling in front of the TV.

Emilys day carried on, just eating and watching TV, her belly swelling more and more and begging to obscure her view of the TV.
By 11:30pm Mike could only stare while Emily continued to pack in more food, now beginning to get a little sloppy and let it fall all over the front of her body. After all three pounds of the beef stick disappeared, and the cold cuts were gone, Emily washed it all down with almost the entire gallon of milk.
Still Mike couldn't take his eyes off her. This was when Emily came up with the idea too clean her off with his tongue. She moved her legs as far apart as they would go and Mike used his tongue with a gusto by the time Emily was free of any food debris, she had already cum once. Next she dove into her pussy and lapped that up like a starving dog and Emily came again in just a couple of minutes. The exhilaration of cumming that hard and often while she was stuffed like a turkey just about made her pass out, Emily decided that she would require one more meal before she called quiets. Emily went to move off the bed but it was almost impossible in her engorged state.