chapter three

The expectancy of this night has been long coming but it is the anticipation of what is to come in the next few minutes that has me as excited as a child on Christmas morning. These are the sweetest of all the moments in my relationships. The machine has been churning away now for almost fifteen minutes now diligently packing more and more of my mixture into Olivia's stomach. Those emerald eyes trained on me like lasers for much of the time as if begging me to stop had not begun to dart around the room and occasionally roll back into her head. I knew she did not want me to stop...this was our bond, this was what brought us together in the beginning and she would not want me to rob her of her ultimate destiny. The room was filled with the sounds of Olivia's muffled moans and whimpers, the steady hum of the pump, and the now constant gurgling sounds echoing from deep inside Olivia. It all combined to form a sweet symphony to my ears and a feast for my eyes as I watched Olivia's already massively stuffed stomach swell larger and more mountainous bu the minute! It began to round out at the top and spread to the sides as the semi-liquid solution being pumped into her found room where it could and then make room at the expense of the integrity of her internal organs. It felt so amazing...as her body was filled it closed more tightly around my cock as I steadily drove it into her hot, wet box.

I reached forward and placed hands on either side of her now enormously distended stomach to feel how tight it was. Tight was not the correct word though...she was stuffed to a point beyond imagining and her flesh was no longer soft and pliable as it once was and no felt like a solid wall that was quivering and straining in a desperate attempt to hold back a raging beast trying to burst forth from it's confines! But this was a losing battle, the angry red stretchmarks that were scattered across the surface of Olivia's belly told me all I needed to know. They were now even more of them before, new ones forming almost before my eyes and the older ones were a much deeper red than usual as they spread across her pale, stretched flesh. I had to wonder which of them would be the first to lose the battle and claim victory. I was quickly snapped back to the here and now by a sudden muffled wet ripping sound followed by a sharp gasping as Olivia tried to scream with the tube in her mouth and the sudden shifting of her enormous belly. It had finally happened, her stomach could no longer withstand the pressure of the constant assault of food and had ruptured. Even though she must have been in great pain at this point, I imagined Olivia might have had a smile under the feeding mask...I was helping her fulfill her destiny after all.

My time with Olivia was growing short now, soon we would part ways and that thought brought a tear to my eye, but she had a greater purpose and I was just the tool to help her achieve it. The machine kept droning on filling Olivia's body with no regard of the fact that her stomach hat literally exploded. It still filled her as the tasty treat overflowed from her stomach and into her sternum cavity. Her skin and abdominal muscles were all that was holding back the tide now, it would not be much longer now. Olivia did not strain much anymore at this point, she did not move much at all in fact, but she was still with me...I could see those emerald eyes were focused upon me intently with tears of joy streaming from them. I stare back at her lovingly as I tell her "I love you so very much my sweet angel. I saw so much potential inside you all those years ago and I had to help you set it free. And remember that I promised to be with you till death...I always keep my promises."

The hum of the machine continued for what felt like another hour but time had lost all meaning to me. Olivia was reaching an enormous size now that her growth was unconstrained by her stomach which was long torn asunder. She was little more than a flesh balloon being filled with lard and sugary treats now and she was reaching her limits quickly. The creaks and groans being emitted from inside her were music to me and mixed playfully with the occasional gurgling noise...and then it happened! The timing could not have been more perfect, just as I reached my climax deep inside Olivia, her massive food-filled blimp of a belly finally gave way somewhere near it's top above me with a loud popping sound that I can only liken to overfilling a basketball. I was actually thrown back a bit when it happened as both the room and I were splattered with a combination of the thick shake I was feeding her and her sweet life essence. The walls and ceiling were coated with viscera I could only stare in awe as it dripped down slowly and coated the walls as if it were some new form of neo-modern paining. I approached the head of the bed just in time to see the last glimmer of light drain from those sparkling emerald eyes of Olivia's as a crimson trickle trailed from the corners of the mask.

"You were my favorite, Olivia...the greatest of them all!" I said to her as I collected my cameras and other equipment from the room as well as any other things that might be used as solid evidence and took some time to clean up before leaving. I turned to look around the room once more before departing. "My sweet Olivia...your photos are going to look so good in my scrapbook next to those of Heather and Jennifer! We did make quite a mess in here though, didn't we? I suppose it is a good thing I had not planned to go back for the deposit on the room anyway, huh? OH! And I bet come Monday morning I will have another newspaper clipping to add to my collection also! I really can't thank you enough, Olivia!" And with that I walk out of the house, lock the door, and walk to my car. As I open the door to my car and start to enter it a smile forms on my lips as I think to myself "You know, I wonder what the name of that waitress from last night was?"