Chapter 1

Oliver's belly rumbled as he finished the last bite of his burger. He groaned and rubbed his distended stomach, trying to suppress the burp that threatened to escape. He was embarrassed by the way his belly swelled every time he ate. He glanced around the nearly empty movie store, praying that no one had heard him.

Just as he was about to let out a burp, the bell above the door chimed. Oliver looked up to see a young woman walk in. She was pretty, with short brown hair and bright brown eyes. She looked around the store, her gaze landing on Oliver. He quickly straightened up, trying to hide his belly.

—Hello!— she said, smiling at him. —I'm Hannah. I just moved into the apartment across the street and I was wondering if you had any good movies to rent.—

Oliver's heart skipped a beat. He had never seen her before, but he already felt a connection to her. He quickly composed himself and walked over to her.

—Hi, I'm Oliver. Welcome to the neighborhood— he said, extending his hand.

Hannah shook his hand, her gaze lingering on his belly. Oliver felt a blush creep up his cheeks.

—I have a lot of great movies to choose from— he said, quickly changing the subject.

Hannah looked around the store, her eyes scanning the rows of movies.

—Do you have any romantic comedies?— she asked.

Oliver nodded and led her over to the section. They spent the next hour browsing the movies, talking about their favorite actors and directors. Hannah seemed to be genuinely interested in what Oliver had to say, and he found himself opening up to her.

As they were checking out, Hannah noticed Oliver's belly again. She couldn't help but feel a little turned on by it. She had always had a fetish for swollen bellies and burping. She quickly pushed the thought out of her head, not wanting to embarrass herself.

When Hannah finally left the store, Oliver couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He had enjoyed talking to her, and he hoped he would see her again.

After a few days, Hannah returned to the video store to return the movie she rented. She walked in, her smile warm and inviting, and Oliver’s heart raced a bit at the sight of her. They exchanged pleasantries, and the atmosphere was filled with comfortable tension.

As she handed over the movie, they started chatting. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, with laughter and genuine interest in each other's opinions. Hannah's curiosity about Oliver deepened, and she began to ask him questions about his favorite films and why he loved them so much.

Oliver, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement, noticed that he couldn’t help but shift slightly as he felt his belly starting to swell again from the earlier pizza he had for lunch. He subconsciously tried to pull his shirt down, but Hannah's attention seemed unfocused on that, captivated by their dialogue.

As they continued talking, Hannah leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with interest. Oliver felt a warmth rising in him, both from their connection and the dreaded need to burp. He suppressed it, feeling a bit anxious, but then Hannah giggled as he fumbles slightly while reaching for a movie on the shelf, causing him to feel even more self-conscious.

Hannah leaned back against the counter, her eyes twinkling as she shared stories from her childhood, and Oliver couldn’t help but be mesmerized by her passion.

With the chemistry building, he suggested they grab coffee sometime and continue their movie discussions outside of the store.

Hannah’s smile widened, and she agreed enthusiastically. —That sounds great! I’d love to!— They set a tentative date for later that week, both feeling a flutter of excitement. And so, their sporadic dates began.

One evening, after several dates, Hannah ran into Oliver as he was closing up the video store. The evening light bathed his face, and she was drawn to his warm smile.

—Would you like to come over to my apartment? We could watch a movie and order food— Hannah suggested, her voice shaking with excitement.

Oliver enthusiastically agreed, and together they walked to Hannah's apartment, located in a nearby building. As they climbed the stairs, Hannah noticed Oliver touching his stomach from time to time, as if he was in discomfort.

—Are you okay, Oliver?— she asked with concern.

—Yes, I just ate something heavy for lunch— he replied, smiling to dispel her fears.

Arriving at Hannah's apartment, a cozy abode with personal touches, the couple felt comfortable and relaxed. They turned on the television and sat on the comfortable sofa, discussing which movie to watch. Hannah, eager to please Oliver, asked him about his preferences.

—What kind of movies do you like, Oliver?— she asked, sitting close to him.

Oliver smiled, feeling Hannah's closeness. His belly, now visibly swollen after an afternoon of hurried eating while tending to the store, was noticeable beneath his baggy T-shirt. Hannah couldn't help but notice the roundness that was forming, and her heart was pounding.

—I like action movies, but I also enjoy comedies— Oliver replied, noticing Hannah's curious gaze.

Hannah bit her lower lip, struggling to control her growing arousal. Her fetish for swollen bellies consumed her, and the thought of Oliver having a bulging belly made her nervous.

—Would you like to order something to eat?— Hannah suggested, trying to divert his attention.

Oliver nodded, and together they decided to order Chinese food to take away. While they waited, Hannah got up to get something to drink, and as she passed by Oliver, his swollen belly brushed her arm. Hannah held back a moan, feeling an intense heat on her body.

The food arrived, and Oliver revealed the exotic flavors, eating with enthusiasm. Hannah watched him, noticing how his belly swelled even more with each bite. His excitement was growing, and he bit his lip so as not to give himself away.

—This is delicious!— said Oliver, burping.

Oliver blushed. —Excuse me… And I'm also sorry about that— he said, pointing out his rounded belly. —I always eat a lot—

Hannah smiled. —It's okay— she said. —I think it's kind of hot.—

Oliver's face turned red. He had never told anyone about his swollen belly fetish, and he was embarrassed to have it out in the open.

But Hannah didn't seem to mind. In fact, she seemed to like it. She kept looking at Oliver's belly, and it made him feel self-conscious. She loved the way Oliver's belly looked, and she wanted to touch it.

—Can I rub your belly?— Hannah asked, shyly.

Oliver was surprised, but he didn't want to say no. He nodded, and Hannah started rubbing his belly.

It felt amazing. Hannah's hands were soft and gentle, and they were just the right pressure to release the pressure in Oliver's belly. He let out a loud burp, and Hannah giggled.

—I love it when you do that— she said, her voice husky with desire.

Oliver's face turned red again as he realized what was happening. He had never felt so vulnerable, but there was something about Hannah that made him feel safe. He let out another burp, this one louder than the last.

Hannah's eyes sparkled with excitement as she leaned in to kiss him. Oliver's belly pressed against hers, and she could feel the heat radiating off of him. She reached down to unbutton his pants, feeling the softness of his stomach against her fingers.

Oliver's breath hitched as Hannah's hand grazed his belly. He had never felt so turned on, and he couldn't resist the urge to burp again. Hannah moaned with pleasure as she felt the warmth of his breath on her neck.

As they undressed each other, Hannah couldn't take her eyes off of Oliver's belly. It was swollen and round, and she couldn't wait to feel it against her. Oliver's dick was hard and throbbing, and Hannah wrapped her hand around it, feeling the warmth of his skin against hers.

As they began to have sex, Hannah couldn't get enough of Oliver's belly. Each movement caused him to burp near her ear, and the sound of his burps only turned her on more. Oliver couldn't believe how horny Hannah was making him feel, and he let out a loud burp as he came inside of her.

Hannah collapsed onto the bed, her body spent and satisfied. She looked up at Oliver, who was still panting and burping. She couldn't believe how lucky she was to have found someone who shared her fetish.

—That was amazing— she said, her voice soft and dreamy.

Oliver smiled, feeling more confident than he had in years. He had never felt so accepted and desired, and he knew that he had found something special with Hannah.

As they cuddled on the bed, Hannah's hand resting on Oliver's swollen belly, they knew that this was just the beginning of their journey together. They had found something rare and beautiful, and they were determined to explore it to the fullest.