Author: sick-roll

swollen chapter 2

I’m shaking. I sit on Elliot’s bed, sprawled out with my huge belly extended to the sky. I look at it frightfully. Round and white and throbbing occasionally. You know, that jerking kind of muscle throb? Yeah, that’s gotta be all this is. It’s just… it’s just food. But. It’s gotten so much bigger overnight. I try to ground myself. I know this can happen after too much eating and drinking, especially when you binge. Especially when you have such rough engaging sex the night prior. I keep reminding myself: it’s just food, it’s just food, it’s just food. My belly finally stops jerking around, but it’s still swollen and hard-soft to the touch. I sit up again. Ok… it’s over. I put pull my pants over the bulge and see if it’s still noticeable. It is.

God, the tightness is getting bad. My skin still has a thick layer of fat over it to cover this huge circle. So when I sit up the fat spills over it and covers most of the mysterious swelling. At least I can hide it with a shirt. Mines too small, so I grab a sweatshirt from Elliott’s closet. Read more »