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when you get hungry while cuddling with your husband

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Internal shot :3

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The Roommate

Your roommate was one of those guys who always loved to stuff as much food and liquid into his belly as possible. He made a decent amount of money just off before and after pictures, streams, and more of how much he could manage to fit in his belly. People just loved seeing how big and round he would be after eating. Normally, he was a fairly average weight guy, maybe a bit above average, but after one of his streams he looked like he was fat. It was always a surprise at how he wasn’t a whale, but I guess that’s the advantage of working out a lot in between streams.

Even though you rarely showed it, you always enjoyed seeing his massive change in belly girth. Every time you saw it looked like he was one cookie away from literally exploding. This time you walked into the bathroom and saw him after the binge, his belly was pretty big, but not as big as you’ve seen it in the past. “Oh, hey, sorry, I’ll just use the other bathroom,” you say as you leave, only really noticing that he was taking pics of his belly.

After you finished using the restroom you heard the doorbell ring. You opened the door and saw a thin guy you hadn’t seen before. “May I help you,” you ask, but before he can respond your roommate interrupts and pulls him by his hand. He led him back towards his room quickly, mentioning something about how he would help be able to stuff him even more. You couldn’t wait to see how much more he could eat with an assistant.

Deciding to pass the time, you head into your room and play some games. The walls are thin enough you can hear them talking, but can’t really make out what they are saying. Eventually, you hear some commotion that you assume means they finished and were having sex or something after the stream. You hear your roommate bounding down the hallway to the kitchen, probably going to get more food. It’s time to see what kind of damage he’s done this time. Quickly you head out to the kitchen and see a sight before your eyes that seems almost impossible.

Your jaw drops as you see him and he looks over at you and asks, “Hey, uh, can I show you something?”

You nod and he leads you into his room fairly quickly. Still completely blown away at his size and he’s so heavy that you can actually feel the ground vibrate when he takes each step. He walks over to his camera and turns the screen to face you and hits play.

The video starts and it’s your roommate and the thin guy that came in. You notice there’s no food around, but the small guy slides one of his hands into your roommate's mouth. At first it seems erotic as if he’s tasting him, but then you realize the small guy is all the way up to his elbow in your roommate. He slides his other hand into your roommate's mouth and this one does the same. You can see your roommate's throat stretching as his arms start to descend down his throat, but it seems like a joke until your roommate pushes the guy’s head into his mouth. His jaws stretch out like a snake and take in his head like it was nothing. The bulge in his throat gets larger as more of the guy enters your roommate. Your jaw drops again, the guy pushes further into your roommate and you just watch the bulge grow and grow with every gulp, traveling down his throat. It’s like he’s taking a man-sized pillow that you have to take in one gulp. His torso is now all the way inside of your roommate and the proportions of his body are completely out of whack while he swallows a guy whole and sends him to his stomach. A couple more gulps and the waist enters his mouth, the legs lazily dangling out of his mouth. Your roommate's lips close tight around the legs and he starts to slurp them in as if he were sucking down some noodles out of a bowl of soup. The thigh passes the barrier that is his lips, then his knees, and all that’s sticking outside of him are his thin calf muscles. To finish the guy off, your roommate tilts his head back and the calf muscles plus his feet slide in like a glove. His lips close around the guy and your attention moves to the belly on the screen that was already growing, but just explodes outward and fills into the shape that he is in now. The video kept going, but you look over at your roommate and he’s just smiling at you.

“Think I should post this bloat or what?” he asks.

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*ding-dong!*

Marvin opened the door, bracing one of his huge tattooed arms against the frame as he looked down at the skinny, freckled youth beaming up at him. “Oh. Hey, uh...?”

“Justin!” the boy piped up. His eyes were practically sparkling, roaming shamelessly over Marvin’s bare torso. “From next door.”

“Oh yeah.” Marvin rubbed his chin thoughtfully, looking the kid up and down. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you around the neighborhood, how old are you now?”

“Almost 19,” Justin said proudly. He chewed nervously on his lower lip, taking a hesitant step forward. “Listen...you’re into like...bodybuilding, right?”

Marvin chuckled awkwardly. “Uh...heh. Yeah, man. You looking for tips? Want to get started lifting?”

“Not exactly,” Justin said, his cheeks flushing pink.

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30 minutes later, Marvin stood at his kitchen counter, digging into his breakfast, chuckling as he felt Justin squirming happily inside his belly.

“I still don’t know why you wanted this, man, but I appreciate it. Gonna get some real nice gains from all this protein.” Marvin gave his gurgling stomach a playful smack, belching in satisfaction.

*oooooOOOOUUUUUuuuurrrrrrrpppp! UUURRRP!*

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Looking over the stack of bills strewn across the kitchen table, I knew some changes would have to be made. Finances had been way too tight the past few months. Luckily I had a good solution in mind.

“Billy!” I hollered, shouting for my son. After a prolonged pause, I heard his door crack open, a moody sigh echoing down the hall as he poked his disgruntled face around the corner.

“What?” he said.

I grabbed my sticky notepad and write out a quick list, handing it to him. “Go next door and ask the Hendersons to borrow this shit.”

He sighed again, taking it and rolling his eyes as he left. I sat back in my chair, pleased with my own resourcefulness. This could only go one of two ways: either the Hendersons would graciously offer up the requested items, which would ease the strain on this month’s budget, or.....

My answer arrived just a few minutes later, with the sound of a disgusting, satisfied belch from somewhere outside. *BWAAAAUUUUUUUURRRRP!*

I stood and glanced through the window, chuckling as I saw Joey Henderson standing in his driveway, cradling a telltale gently swaying belly bulge. Well, that was that. No more Billy. That eased the strain on the budget too! I smiled and sipped my morning coffee, feeling much more at ease.

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When Kathy opened the door, she was hit immediately with the sounds of liquid churning, the gently bubbling noises of digesting meat rearranging itself as it was sloshed about in the depths of a roiling hot stomach. Her face flushed, heart skipping a beat. He’d really done...

Entering the room fully, she watched her husband Craig lying sprawled out on his back on the rumpled bedsheets, the mattress creaking under his bulk. His eyes were shut, mouth hanging open as a thin trail of drool dribbled down the side of his cheek. Beneath his twin pecs and their framing patch of lightly trimmed chest hair, his belly rose and fell before him in a bloated mound.

The ball of flesh and muscle looked both firm and soft and the same time, the skin taut, stretching his bellybutton into a near-slit shape. Kathy slowly sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to rest her hand on Craig’s stomach.

It had been her idea, of course. New man, new life. A clean slate, a chance to start over. Craig, ever the doting lover, has simply shrugged and said, “Whatever you want, babe” when she’d suggested it. She wondered what her son had thought when his stepdad suddenly wanted to spend time with him. Glancing around at the discarded clothes on the floor, she wondered what the boy had felt when Craig had stripped him down and swallowed him whole. Had he been afraid? Had he enjoyed it? Had Craig told him this was what she had asked for?

In any case, it was too late to ask him. Kathy gently prodded the warm bulge, eliciting a meaty gurgle. Another press made Craig mumble in his sleep, his eyebrows twitching into a frown before he let out a thunderous belch.

*ooooouuuuuaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrraaaaap...*

*BWAAAAAAUUUUUURRRRRP!*

Kathy giggled and gave her husband’s tummy some well deserved rubs, slapping the wobbling bulge in farewell to he son. The boy was a part of the man now, just as he should be. She and Craig would make a new son now. Things were finally looking up.

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The clanging and whirring of metal and machinery filled the air in the hot garage. Andrew wiped sweat from his brow, careful to use the backside of his forearm to avoid smudging his face with oil or grease. He squinted as he ducked under the car, shining a light to double check his initial examination. Satisfied, he grabbed a rag to wipe his hands and returned to the front of the shop where a very impatient, bespectacled young man in a tweedy suit jacket stood waiting.

“Well?” the man demanded, practically stamping his foot to highlight how very busy and important he was. “Took you long enough, so what’s wrong?”

Andrew tossed the rag down on the counter, turning his attention to a clipboard on the desk. “Front wheel struts are busted,” he said, making notes on the paper. “I can have ‘em replaced in a couple hours, but it’ll run you $700.”

The customer scoffed derisively, folding his arms across his chest. “Give me a fucking break! I’m not paying that. I know I probably look like an easy mark to a guy like you, but I’m not an idiot. You can’t pull the wool over my eyes. I want a fair price.”

Andrew looked up from the clipboard, his expression blankly unimpressed. “You’re welcome to take her in to other shops for a second opinion, although they’ll probably run you for more,” he said. “I won’t charge for the inspection.”

“I don’t have time to take it in somewhere else! I have a real fucking job and had to mark time off to deal with this shit today, and I want a fair price from *you*, dickhead!” The young man stepped closer to the desk, pushing his face into Andrew’s space and trying to seem intimidating although he was a good foot shorter and probably 1/3 of his size at best. “You hear what I’m saying, bro? You understand English? I. Want. A. Fair-“

His mockingly slow enunciation was abruptly cut off, turning into muffled yelling as Andrew dragged him across the desk and into his open mouth. *GLURK! *GUUULP!* Each swallow dragged the flailing man deeper into the suffocating darkness, disappearing down Andrew slick, wet gullet until:

*UUUUULLLLP!*

Andrew groaned, closing his eyes for a moment as he adjusted to the additional weight filling out his midsection. “Stupid asshole...” he muttered, tugging up his shirt to let his belly breathe as the young man thrashed and squirmed in a panic within him. He winced, snacking his lips distastefully as the taste of the tweed jacket lingered. You better not give me indigestion, you little shit.”

Thumping his chest, he let out a loud burp that echoed throughout the garage, spitting up a pair of glasses coated in digestive juices onto the desk.

*BRRRRRAAAAAWWWWP!! OOOUUUUURRRP!*

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"So, uh, what are you gonna do now man?"

"Drink as many beers as needed until I no longer, see or feel these bulges he's making in there. Who's buying next round?"

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"Mmmph. *bworrrrrrrrrp* You gotta drive man. He's squirming more than I thought. Feels good, though."

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