Chapter 3 - village life chapter six part 3

Over an hour later Lisa started to come-to again, had she passed out from the pain of hunger, had Flow slipped her something else? She heard a low gurgle and a slight gaseous wheeze, then she looked at herself and gasped in shock. Her mouth fell open and her eyes went wide, "What the ***...?" She was enormous, bigger than she had ever seen herself after a meal and she felt packed, placing her hands on her huge belly she pressed her fingertips in, her skin tingled, verging on a light sting but she felt sure her daily routine of body lotion had helped evade that consequence. She felt sick, her belly felt practically solid to her touch, and a lot more skin was accessible to her now that her shirt had ridden so far up, stopping well above her popped out belly butto... 'Holy shit, my belly button's finally popped out!?', her internal voice yelped in surprise. Lisa figured it would happen at some point, and had been surprised that it hadn't happened before now, but with the sensation of being this full with food, physically weighted down to her seat she knew it had to have been a result of the volume of food she had packed into herself, or rather that Flow had made her pack into herself. Shifting in her seat she found she couldn't move, with her gut resting firmly on her thighs and pelvis she was unable to budge, but also she was actually wedged into her seat, her belly now touched the slim, wooden arm rests of the chair, she was trapped, in more ways than one. Then it dawned on her, she hadn't blacked out at all, at least not in the traditional sense, she had obviously slipped into some sort of trance like state, her conscious mind had taken a back seat while her body, or more specifically her stomach sat at the wheel. Looking up slightly dazed as if waking up from an anaesthetic she heard a voice, it was Flow's, Lisa looked over to the doorway that separated the diner's eating area from the back private areas where the kitchen, pantry and freezers were located. Flow was talking to someone on the phone attached to the wall next to the door way, Lisa saw Flow's eyes dart in her direction as she looked over.

"-Yes, that'd be great, I can't move her by myself. Ok, I'll see you in a few minutes", placing the phone back in its holder she walked around the service bar of the diner and approached Lisa. There was an unmistakable air of pride and achievement as she looked Lisa over, her smile was almost gleeful. "Now that feels better, doesn't it?", she asked with her right hand on Lisa's shoulder and her left vigorously rubbing wide, rapid circles over the front of Lisa's immense bump, from Lisa's position it felt like Flow was intentionally pressing her hand deeper into her stretched skin with each revolution.

Lisa moaned with discomfort, "Oooooo, not so hard, please, Flow. I'm so damn full, oh god I feel like I'm going to split open like a banana!"

"Well I hope you don't mind my saying so, but you are looking a little that way inclined, dear", she said with a smug smile.

An anger was bubbling up inside of Lisa, she couldn't remember her feast, but she could damn well feel it, and she knew Flow was responsible. Keeping her cool she faked it like before, with a pout she looked Flow in the eyes, "I don't know what came over me, I can barely remember any of it, I remember my belly ache, then... I don't know", she winced in discomfort again and kept up the act, "I suppose I got a little carried away, huh?" Lisa felt she deserved an award for these acting skills, but if it kept Flow happy and herself out of hot water she figured this wouldn't be the last time she'd have to swallow her pride, as well as everything else Flow could ply her with.

"Carried away is putting it lightly, I haven't seen you eat with that kind of determination in a long time."

"Hehe, I guess my appetite got away from me", yawning widely Lisa could feel a food coma fast approaching, and it didn't surprise her, looking at the stacks of empty plates in front of her it looked like Flow had fed her the entire fridge and pantry's contents. "Oooph", she rubbed a patch on the side of her expanse, her belly ache, while it was only mild only served to tell her how full she actually was, seeing as how she couldn't remember having stuffed herself to this degree before.

The bell above the door rang shrilly as the door opened and Agatha entered the diner, her attention shooting immediately to Lisa, or rather, Lisa's enormous middle. "Oh my god, what the hell happened here?", she said with wide eyes, trying her best not to smile at the sight.

"We've already been through it, Agatha, I'll fill you in later, for now I think Lisa and I need a hand getting her to her bed. You can't very well work a shift like this, now can you, Lisa?", Flow asked rhetorically with a raised eyebrow. "I think that if you take Lisa's left arm, Agatha, and I'll take her right, we'll get her up and walk her to the bedroom."

Both older women stood on either side of Lisa and tightly gripped her upper arms, but Lisa didn't miss how Agatha attempted a sneaky feel of her developing arm chub before her grip tightened for the task at hand. The feeling of being held in this manner by these two women of all people made Lisa's skin crawl. While much of the last several months was something of a foggy blur, she had no doubt in her mind that these two were mainly responsible for her current size and situation.

Exchanging glances both women looked a little daunted at the job of getting Lisa out of her chair and to her bed, but after mutual nods of approval Flow said, "Right, on three we'll lift and you, Lisa, put all your effort into standing, are we ready? One, two and three!"