Oblivious

Chapter 1

His view:

I had always liked bigger girls. I thought it was that simple until I saw a skinny girl burst a button due to winter weight. She had burst it while eating. After that I was sure that it was darker than just bigger girls. It was seeing them grow. Even better was watching a thin girl grow. Their belly just starting to kiss the lip of their jeans. The flaps just starting to meet in an off way indicating that a button pop would be possible soon enough. It clearly meant they should size up but they never did. And it was that denial and or sheer obliviousness that really got me going. I wasn’t sure which was hotter. But I would find out soon enough.

“Make sure to get it all in there.”

“Mmmmhmmm.”

She had some custard in the corner of her mouth. I rubbed her still flat tummy. It was looking a bit softer as of late but still nowhere near where I wanted it.

“That’s it lick my fingers clean. You are way too small.”

“Mmmghmmm but I’m filling out though see.”

“She poked her belly.”

“Haha that’s nothing. Keep eating. I want that belly to be poking out over your jeans.”

“Mmmmm.”

Another donut. She was wolfing them down. I gave her belly a few condensing pats.

“Come on baby you gotta keep going.”

She was slowing down. There were only six donuts in her little belly. Granted they were all filled with cream, custard, or jelly. But nonetheless I needed her to finish the whole dozen.

“I’m trying.”

“Mmmm come on baby you can get more in here.”

“Urrrrrrp urrrrrp.”

“There we go now you have more room.”

I didn’t wait for an answer I just shoved one in whole. Her eyes bugged out in surprise and her cheeks bulged out as she chewed. I rubbed her flat belly in anticipation for what would come from it.

“Fuck.”

“Mmmmm there we go now it’s starting to look a little better. More.”

“Mmmghhhj.”

“Good girl. Come on get them all down. I want you nice and plump.”

She eventually got them all down and a pint of heavy cream mixed with whole milk.

“Ooof.”

“Ooooo look at that little belly. So cute.”

She looked spent. She did have a tiny bit of extra on her middle but not enough.

“Here have some more.”

She very reluctantly took the milk and sipped. I didn’t want to make her sick. I let her stop on her own. But as I rubbed her tiny starter belly that insignificant bit of pudge barely there she drank more. I think she was trying to impress me.
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