Lily’s Indulgent Rubs and Grubs

Chapter 1 - 1– with extra extra Ranch

Lily was in the middle of her fourth night in a row of binging food. It started in her car, parked around the corner where she polished off a giant sub sandwich. Then she went into the house, burping and wiping her hands. She then ate dinner with her parents and younger brother. Her mom made a chicken salad, health conscious as usual but Lily put on plenty of Ranch dressing, Hidden Valley she bought for herself, not the vinegrettes or all natural brands her family purchased.

Her mom even chided her "Lily, that is enough cheese and dressing!"

Lily looked her mom in the eye and dumped even more dressing, until her salad looked like soup. She didn't say a word. Her family watched in disgust when she finished the salad, including finishing off the extra ranch on her plate with a spoon; even though she had to burp and wanted to lick her plate, she couldn't cross over into subjectively poor manners or she would be banished from eating with them. She still let out plenty of silent farts bubbling out, and finished her portion, which was generous, way faster than the rest of her family.

She was pissed at her mom; she was the reason Lily barely ate anything in high school. If it weren't for the all you can eat dining hall in college, she might have died before 20. Even though she worked on this, still when she got depressed she couldn't eat even if she tried. For days. She could rip her parents all natural dietary standards and judgement to shreds. But instead she said nothing, and her family, especially her Mom, learned the lesson they kept learning over and over- if you comment on her weight or habits, she will eat twice as much before your very eyes. And they had no idea that she had stuffed herself several times through the day, and also right before dinner, so under her baggy t shirt her belly was packed, with sharp pains, and she used all her pride not to waddle or massage her belly until she was out of eyeshot, and then finally she could comfort her solid food baby and they could slander her in peace.

Then on the couch in the basement, her basement she paid $500 a month rent on, she ate chocolate marshmallow ice cream with caramel sauce and whipped cream. In the bathtub, she rubbed her stomach, the ice cream was churning within her, fighting against the extra vinegar on her tuna sandwich and the slops of Ranch sitting heavy. Little twists shifted around in her gut. Tiny fart bubbles rose to the surface and she giggled to herself. Her tummy was padded around with an unmistakable layer of fat that she could shake. She had let to things go over the last few months. There was no reason to care about what she ate, as long as she ate. And she knew eventually she would stop eating so easily so a consistent streak of eating was good.

She lay on her side in the tub and put her hand on the top of her belly. She felt it sticking out to the cold sides of the tub. It turned her on. Pressing her belly against the tub, she let out more farts and she moaned with relief. She shoved one hand between her legs and her pussy was already slick and wet. Her other hand massaged her B cup breasts, and she realized that even together, they were smaller than her belly and that made her moan louder. Her heart beat so quickly and her cries echoed in the bathroom when she came big and hard.

After she just lay there, panting hard and caressing her belly. Then she washed up. She got out of the tub and heaved herself to the toilet. PLOP PLOP she dropped heavy shits and she felt extra relieved. She wiped and realized she should have shit before bathing. Oh well.

She dried and moisturized. She lay in bed completely naked still. Her belly was aching and packed full. Still the ice cream was too good. She went for another large serving and enjoyed it in bed. Mid way through she found a pillow that she put between her knees and started humping it while she ate. She came with a ring of chocolate ice cream around her lips and gave herself brain freeze when she swallowed so fast. It was spectacular and she was completely unconscious until the next morning. All night she moaned and clutched her belly, letting out pops of ass gas like fireworks.