chapter 10

Bella dug in with ferocity; starting by cutting large pieces of steak and swallowing them whole. When she was finished with the two plates, she began to feel full, but she pushed the feeling away and focused on eating. She chugged both bowls of soup easily; she had never found soup to be particularly filling.

She eyed the steaming bread greedily before grabbing it and devouring it: each slice was extremely delicious and lathered in a thick layer of creamy,
salty butter beforehand. While she was eating, Mark attempted to grab a slice for himself, but Bella, in her excitement, forgot herself and hungrily snatched it out of his hand and shoved it into her mouth instead. Mark was so turned on he could barely stand it. His erection pushed at the waistline of his pants.

When she realized what she'd done, she looked up, her face filled with embarrassment. Her cheeks were filled with the last slices of bread; she looked like a chipmunk.
"It's okay, baby. Keep eating for me."
Bella returned to her chewing, this time cutting into the baked potatoes, the melted cheese oozing out of it. Mark doubted she was eating just for him anymore, he'd noticed her soft moans of pleasure starting to make themselves heard through her mouthfuls of food.


Isabella looked up from the series of empty plates before her for a breath of air. She'd never felt so full in her entire life: her bloated stomach was so full of pressure that she felt like she might explode. But the big chocolate cake sat nearby, challenging her. And she saw the look of lust plain on Mark's face and she didn't want to disappoint him. And the cake looked so delicious...

Mark watched in awe and in extreme pleasure as his girlfriend started in on the chocolate cake. He'd never expected her to finish even half of the food he'd given her, let alone the cake. The amount of food she's eaten was insane. Her tight dress showcased her huge, (distended) belly that pressed against the tabletop and made it difficult for her to reach things. He forced himself to restrain from crossing around the table and caressing it. The anticipation of making it his only made him hornier.

When Bella had eaten almost half of the cake, she dropped her plate on the table, exhausted. She was so full she could barely move. She tried a sorry attempt to get out of her seat before flopping back down into the soft cushion. The arms of the chair rendered her incapable of dislodging her belly. She'd never felt this feeling before: exhausted and painfully full, yet extremely excited and turned on. She felt like a lavish queen.

Sorry for the delay guys, I've been camping this past week