Chapter 1
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“What seems to be the problem, Brad?” said a voice on the other end. Bradley had put the doctor on speaker so that the others could listen as he explained the situation to his doctor friend, doing his best to impart just how serious a problem it seemed to be.
“Before long she will be taking up the entire room!” Bradley exclaimed, his voice cracking with fear.
“Hmm,” said the doctor, “sounds like she’s got a serious air bubble trapped in there someplace.”
“Should we bring her to the hospital?” Margot asked.
“How?” Bradley asked. “She’s so big there’s no way we could get her into my car. We’d have to call a team of paramedics, maybe even the fire department!”
“There’s no need for all of that,” said the doctor in a calm and collected manner. “Listen to me closely. Now this may seem counter intuitive, but you need to get more air into her in order to burst the bubble and release the gasses that are building up. Do you have some sort of carbonated beverage on hand? Some soda, or seltzer? Even some beer would do.”
“There’s still a couple of cases of — *HIC!* — soda in the kitchen pantry,” said a breathless Eliza, straining under the weight of her own body as she grew bigger and bigger with each hiccup.
“Good!” said the doctor. “Go get those sodas and keep giving them to her until she releases the gas. Even if you have to pour them down her throat, just make sure she keeps drinking until the bubble has burst.”
“How will we know when the bubble has burst?” Bradley asked.
“Oh, I think you’ll know,” the doctor said. “I’ll stay on the line with you to make sure everything goes alright.”
Margot quickly ran to the kitchen and brought out a large thirty-pack of cola that was stashed away there. Cracking open a can, she handed it over to Eliza to take. Eliza tried her best to reach out and grab it with the fat and stubby arm, which was now almost completely eclipsed by her billowing rolls of bloated flab.
“Ugh! I can’t reach my mouth!” Eliza grunted, as she took the can and attempted to drink from it.
“Here, we’ll help,” said Margot. Then she and Bradley both took a can in each hand, popping them open and pouring them directly into Eliza’s wide open mouth.
“Ugh! I’m so — *HICCUP!* — full!” Eliza cried, “I don’t know if I can drink any more of these sodas.”
“Come on, Eliza!” Margo prodded. “You heard the doctor. You have to drink these. It’s your only hope!”
Margot and Bradley diligently drained each and every can, one by one, into the still growing Eliza as she whined and cried in pain. Before long the entire thirty pack was gone, and still Eliza was growing bigger and bigger.
“We gotta get more!” Margot shouted.
“Let’s just go and get everything you’ve got back there and bring it out,” Bradley stated, “we’ve got to keep feeding her these sodas until the bubble pops.”
“Hurry, kids!” they could hear the doctor say over the phone. “She’s almost there!”
Margot and Bradley both retreated to the kitchen, taking care to avoid being knocked over by Eliza’s gigantic growing gut. They soon returned, each of them holding another thirty-pack of cola in their hands. Within a matter of seconds, they resumed their force-feeding of Eliza, pouring the cola down her throat at an ever-increasing rate. On and on they went, until Eliza had grown so large that the two of them could barely reach her face over the expanse of her massively fat body. Eliza began to wobble all around, back and forth and side to side, looking like a mammoth-sized water balloon, filled to the max and ready to explode. Margot and Bradley could hear the liquids sloshing around inside of her, as Eliza puffed and panted, her tongue hanging down from her mouth.
“Something’s happening,” she said, as her head started to fall backward, the core of her body being entirely swallowed up by her epically soda-bloated belly. “I feel — funny.”
“Funny how?” Margot asked.
“I feel like — like — like I’m going to pop!” Eliza cried. Margot and Bradley both stood back and braced themselves, unsure of just what was going to happen.
“What have we done?” Bradley asked aloud.
“Relax,” said the doctor over the phone, “be patient.”
“Oh God!” Eliza shrieked. “What’s happening to me? I’m so full! I’ve never been this full in my life! I’m so big and bloated and fat I feel like a hot air balloon that’s about to take off!”
Bigger and bigger, she grew and grew. All of the nearby furniture was crushed to bits under her weight as her glob of a gut spread out further and further, rising like a lump of dough with too much yeast.
“It’s happening!” Eliza cried out. “I’m — I’m — I’m gonna — “
BBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPP!!!! !!!!!!
An earth-shaking belch that lasted no less than a full five minutes erupted from Eliza’s lips, sending a blast of rancid-smelling air forward and knocking both Margot and Bradley to the floor. When finally it had subsided, Eliza lay there with her tongue drooping down over her lower lip, still very big and bloated, but appearing to have ceased in her expansion.
“I think we did it,” Bradley said, slowly rising to his feet and helping Margot to do the same.
“Eliza, honey,” Margot said softly, “how do you feel?”
“I feel like,” Eliza panted, “I feel like — like — “
BBBBBBWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRPPPPPPP P!!!!!!!
Another epic belch, this time lasting closer to ten minutes roared from the depths of Eliza’s gut, as Margot and Bradley cowered in the corner as far back as they could get away from the fiery blast. This time Eliza’s belly seemed to have shrunk down a bit.
“It’s working!” Bradley exclaimed.
They ran over toward Eliza, and continued to pour soda in her mouth until they were all gone. Eliza continued to burp, some louder and longer than others, but none as fierce as the first two. As she did, her belly shrunk down more and more until she started to resemble the form of a human being and less and less like a human-sized basketball.
“Everything good over there now?” asked the doctor, still waiting on the other end of the phone.
“I think so,” Bradley said, “thanks so much, Doctor Z! I don’t know what we would have done without you.”
“My pleasure, Brad,” said the good doctor. “I will see you next month for your appointment. Miss Eliza, I’d like to see you in my office as soon as you feel you are able to.”
“Thanks, Doc!” Eliza replied breathlessly. “You are a — *BUUUUURP!* — real lifesaver!”
When the doctor hung up the phone, the three youngsters all sighed with relief that the crisis at hand seemed to have been averted. “Oh, Eliza!” Margot cried, walking over and throwing her arms around her friend’s still very fat and bloated neck. “I’m so sorry I didn’t come sooner! I should have believed you when you said you needed help.”
“It’s okay,” Eliza replied, “I know that I — *Hic-URRP!* — rely on you way too much. You need to — *BRAAAAAAP!* — have your own life — *HIC!* — You can’t always be — *UURRP!* — looking out for me.”
“Is there anything else we can do for you?” Bradley asked.
“Well – *HIC* – now that you mention it,” Eliza said, still huffing and panting as she tried to catch her breath, “do you think you could — *Hic-UUURP!* — give me a belly rub? – *HIC!* — I think that would — *HIC!* — help a lot!”
Bradley and Margot both started massaging the surface of Eliza’s very full and fat belly, relieved that it was no longer taking up the entire room and in danger of busting wide open. “Ahhh!” Eliza gasped, her tongue hanging all the way out. “That feels sooo — *HIC-UUURP!* — so good!” Just then there was a knock at the door. “Who could that be?” Bradley asked.
“Gosh, it’s probably one of the neighbors,” Margot answered, “wanting to see what all the commotion is about over here.”
Margot inched toward the door to answer it as Bradley continued on with his massaging over Eliza’s belly. Looking through the peephole in the door, Margot let out an audible gasp as she turned back to look at Eliza.
“You didn’t!” Margot said. “Please tell me you didn’t!”
Romance
Feeding/Stuffing
Sexual acts/Love making
Indulgent
Female
Straight
Weight gain
Friends/Roommates
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