Kate and Jenny

Part 15

Jenny

I snored so loudly it woke me up. Confused I tried to get up, only to be brought back to reality by my swollen midsection that still prevented me from any movement, even though it was noticeably smaller now, it was still quite a lot bigger than it was in the morning. I yawned and stretched. "Hey, how long was I asleep?" I asked Angie sleepily. She was sitting on the floor, leaning her back against the couch and still caressing my, now much better feeling, belly.

"Hey. About two hours, maybe slightly longer."

"And you were rubbing it whole that time?"

"Most of it, yeah. You kept groaning while you slept and you looked so uncomfortable and it looked so tight and painful that I even put on some lotion to relieve you."

"Really? Wow. You're a life saver! I definitely owe you one."

"Don't mention it."

With great affection I fondled my belly. 'You hear that Mr. Tummy? It seems like you found yourself a friend.' As if it was answering, my stomach let out a low gurgling sound. 'Whatever you say buddy.'

I've noticed that Angie's gaze was still pinpointed to the globe of my stomach. "You liked it, didn't you?"

"What?" Angie blushed slightly.

"You liked to touch my belly." I accused her playfully.

"What? I- No. I-" She was getting redder.

"Come on, I can tell when you're lying." I said with a smile.

"I-" She was red as a tomato. "I couldn't help myself. It's so big and round and... It- It's fascinating!"

"Don't be embarrassed. If I was in your position, I'd probably wanted to touch it as well."

Relieved smile appeared on her face. "I still can't believe how much food you ate!"

"I stopped surprising myself by now... Anyway I know this'll sound crazy but... Do you have some chips or something? All those belly rubs made me feel kinda hungry..." Angie just stared at me in disbelief.

Angie left me and went to the kitchen, looking for something she could bring me, leaving me alone with myself. The weight of my belly was uncomfortably lying on top of my thighs. 'I got to change position somehow and get this thing off my legs.' Using my both hands I managed to lift the spherical middle from my chunky thighs, allowing blood to flow through my limbs properly again. 'Now how do I lie down?'

Breathing heavily I laid my head on an armrest. After a lengthy struggle I was finally lying on the couch in a comfortable position, without being tortured by the weight of my midriff. It was still hanging slightly over the edge of the couch, but it wasn't pulling me down to the floor. I patted the side of it. 'It's all going to go straight to my ass and thighs, isn't it?' I let out a sigh. 'I guess it's the truth that we reap what we sow... But it was totally worth it!'

Angie appeared carrying a large bag of chips under her arm, bottle of Pepsi and two glasses. She tossed me the bag and poured us both a glass of the blackish liquid.

"Thanks, you're the best!" I looked at her and I noticed that she looked like she had seen a ghost. "What's wrong?" I asked her with concern.

She shook her head. "Nothing, it's just... You wouldn't believe how much food, fattening food, there is... The fridge is overflowing with prepared food and there are snacks everywhere you look! It would last at least a whole week for a family! I called my mum, asking her what it's supposed to mean and you know what? She actually expects me to eat it all!"