The Buffet

It's the summer and I'm traveling just because I can. I drive through different cities and see views I've only seen on Pinterest. Being all alone I can do as I please, no one there to tell me no.

I walk into the buffet, the smell of fresh Chinese food immediately hits me. I'm greeted by a pretty attractive waiter, he smiles and seats me. I ask for a coke and then excitedly get up to get my first plate. I pile it high with noodles, various chicken, sweet breads, and lots of dumplings. Carrying my heavy plate back to my seat I catch the waiter eyeing me. Granted I am wearing a snug tank top with a light jacket, so my pudgy soft gut is slightly bouncing out of the bottom. My jeans hug my widening waist, shaping my growing butt and thick thighs. I sit and get to work. My stomach gurgling with anticipation. I shovel each bite into my mouth effortlessly, feeling my stomach already stretching with each bite. Before I know it, there's one bite left. I scoop it up and swallow with a grin. Running my hand over my soft, now hardening belly, feeling the rolls slowly disappear as it rounds out. I smile more with the thought of it becoming a big orb that presses against the table as I shovel more. I make my way to get a second plate. This time making it even bigger, double the noodles, extra chicken and three very large bowl of thick pudding. Being a prior waitress it was very easy to carry all of this, the waiter once again looks over at me as I'm about to sit. I see him glance at my now obviously tighter and rounder stomach, I catch a small grin form at the corner of his mouth. It was a little later in the night so there was maybe two other customers in the restaurant, no other staff in site. I start forking the foods past my lips, letting out groans every now and then as the pressure builds. My tank top is now completely tight around me, no wrinkles, my belly pushing past the bottom of it and my bellybutton makes and appearance. I rub it, pressing into it and massaging the soft flesh that's slowing stretching under my fingertips. My sides are filling out, making my belly spill over my jeans. Which are now very tight on my waist, I don't unbutton though, as the feeling of it digging into my tightening skin satisfies me. The waiter comes by and ask to refill my coke. I nod and smile as I fill my mouth with the last bowl of pudding. He lingers for a quick second to see me swallow and glances at my belly. Just in time to watch my button pop. It flies off and my belly immediately expands and spills all on my thighs. It jiggling everywhere, even though it was pretty tight already. He smiles largely, winks at me, and walks off without a word. With all this free space now, my stomach gargles for more. I push myself out of my seat and unashamed with my pants unzipped and belly poked out, I pile a third plate. Something about this food is making grow so much more. Usually it takes at least three or four plates before any button pops. I don't dwell on it any longer and head right for dessert. Taking four slices of chocolate cake, which is at least six inches thick and filled with lots of cream. I'm practically drooling. There's various other cakes I take slices from, forming my own full cake on my plate. Then grabbing another plate, I fill it with cookies, there's so many types of cookies that overflow the bins, I don't feel guilty for taking almost half of them. As I'm about to sit down I notice a can of whip cream sitting at the end of the bar that wasn't there before. Shrugging I pick it up and take it back with me. I plop down and give my stomach a nice rub down before I start. Feeling the roundness of it and getting aroused with the thought of it filled with everything in front of me. I take large gulps of my coke, let out a few belches, pat my stomach, and begin stuffing my face. Taking the slices of cake into my mouth whole, and chasing them down with more gulps of my coke. I shake the can of cream and squirt it into my mouth. I do this four or five times before I notice the waiter standing there.
"Sorry to bother ma'am, but I can't help admire your plush belly, I've never seen someone eat as beautifully and fast as you do."
I blush and don't know what to say at first.
"Thank you!" I manage to get out, realizing I'm a lot fuller than I thought, as I was almost out of breath just from that. 
"Would you mind getting me some more coke please?" I ask, putting my puppy eyes on to turn him on some more. Playing this game is very fun to me, I'm excited to see where it leads.
"I wouldn't mind doing a lot more if you wouldn't." He takes my glass and turns around to refill it. I let out a small moan and grin ear to ear. I glance around the restaurant and realize I'm the only one in there. I look at the time and see that technically they should be closed. He comes back with five cups full of coke. He sits down next to me and doesn't say a word. So I continue to fill my large gut with my goods. Shoveling mindlessly into my mouth, groaning subconsciously as my stomach rounds out even more. The pressure builds quickly and the tightness is getting uncomfortable. I lean back and let out a burp. My stomach well past my tank top now, its rolled up under my breast, which now are just sitting on top of my stomach. I look over at the waiter, he's grinning largely. I see his hands fidgeting.
"You can rub it if you'd like." I say with sighs in between. He immediately reaches over and begins to massage my orb. Good lord it feels it good. I begin moaning a bit, as pressure is released. At this point my belly is well onto my thighs and about four inches away from being flush with the table. I get excited again and start at it with the rest of the cake. He grabs my hand as I'm about to take a bite.
"Allow me." He says assertively. I'm turned on instantly. He begins taking slice by slice with his bare hands and shoves them into my mouth.
"You'll eat this whole buffet you fat tight piggy." I moan loudly and continue to swallow. He takes a coke and makes me chug the whole glass in one breath. I close my eyes and feel it expand my stomach wider than I have ever made it before. I stop him and ask,
"Is this food magic or something, why am I so big and only ate three plates?"
He grins and puts his finger to his lips in a shushing motion.
"Why do you think the buffets called Magic Dragon." Slyly he grabs the last slice of cake and pushes it down my throat. I look down and see my belly has now pushed the tables back a bit and it almost throbbing from how full it is. He slaps it hard and it makes a deep sound. Only a small jiggle rippling through. I moan and he slaps it harder again. Rubbing and gripping he lets out a few moans.
"You're such a slutty little pig aren't you, I'm going to make you so big you wont be able to get out the door. I'm going to make you burst at all your seams you fat whore." His language turned me on to no extent. Making me want all those things even more. He grabs the sides of my jeans and pulls them down as I lift up best I could. He has to shimmy them off my ass and thighs and they have also expanded way larger than I anticipated. With a large sigh I feel I can breath so much easier. With my jeans right above my knees he begins cramming three cookies into my mouth at a time. After every other one, making me chug the coke. Now only down to one glass. There must've been over 30 cookies on that plate. I peer past my huge gut and see there's only six left, in nearly two minutes he managed to make me eat all of those cookies. I smile.
"Daddy please fill me more, please I want to be the biggest girl you've ever made." He slaps my stomach and rubbing the extreme orb we have created.
"Get up." He barks. He moves out of my way and allows me to shimmy my way out of the booth. The table screeching as its pushed against the floor. I stand up and the pressure becomes so much more intense. I can't even begin to see my feet. He comes behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. His fingertips barely being able to touch each other. He rubs and massages my big gut. Making circles and poking and gripping along his way. His hands coming up to play with my breast, which have now also expanded a bit. Spilling out the top of my bra. My tank top is now almost non existent, just a tight piece of cloth hidden under my breast and smothered by my belly. He plays with my nipples, squeezing them making me let out loud gasping moans. He grabs my hand and drags me over to the bars of food. My jeans are ripped off and he bends me over in front of one of the trays filled with noodles. With a hard slap on my ass and a push on my hanging belly,
"Eat you fat pig, eat all of it." I feel my now really tight panties be pulled off. He runs his fingers through my pussy, I can feel myself nearly dripping. The pleasure of touch coursing through my body. I take a fork and begin shoving the noodles down my throat.
"mmmMMMuuu" comes out of me as he shoves his large penis into me. It must've been at least nine inches with a large girth. He starts pumping in and out of me at a nice pace.
"Keep eating you fat slut, don't fucking stop eating, you stop eating and I'll stop fucking you. You don't want that now do you, you fat fucking piggy." He slaps my ass and begins to fuck me harder. Almost halfway through the mountain of noodles, I moan and yelp with each bite and each pump of his fat dick in me. I'm being filled from both ends and feel very very full. But I don't stop, as the pleasure and pressure from both ends make me want to cum so hard.
"Daddy I'm going to cum all over you please don't stop!"
I'm shoveling more and more noodles into my stomach, with it hanging it makes it easier to fill up.
He slows down and grips my gut.
"I never said you could cum did I?" He growls.
"No daddy you didn't.."
"Then don't, not until you finish all of the trays."
"Yes sir." I say with a mouthful of the last bits of the noodles. He pushes me over a foot to the next tray. It's glistening with orange chicken. He starts pumping his dick back into me. My pussy dripping and gushing with each slide in and out. He's moaning loader and his grip gets tighter on my now extremely large and flopping stomach. With each pump, my belly sloshes forward and back, I can feel my ass jiggling every direction. I focus hard on getting each piece of chicken down my throat. Feeling his large penis hit my cervix with each swallow, the pleasure is immense. Nothing I've felt before. I send myself into an abyss of pleasure, mindlessly just putting the food down and enjoying the way I'm being manhandled. Every now and then he'll growl a string of vulgar ness to me and slap my stomach. Giving me more motivation. Once I was deep in that abyss it was easier to not cum and just enjoy what was happening. Before I knew it. I ate all the dinner food. Looking up best I could as I was still being thrust into, I saw there was only the dessert left. Which was a lot. He pulls out and slaps my ass with his wet penis.
"Stand straight and let me see all of you that I've created." I straighten myself up with wobbly legs and turn to face him. My mouth and chest covered in the juices of food. His dick throbs at the sight of me. My stomach now so large I can barely support myself, It's so tight that my skin looks as if its holding on for dear life. From my perspective it looked like one of those large exercise balls you can roll around on. He gives it some slaps and rubs all over it. Pushing and poking everywhere. I moan with each touch.
"Eat the rest of the dessert." He goes and drags a chair over to the dessert bar.
"Sit." I bring myself down into the chair. Barely fitting,my thighs and ass spilling over the sides. My stomach making it difficult to sit straight up. Without hesitation he begins grabbing cake and pudding and flowing it into my mouth. At this point swallowing wasn't even a thing, it all just slid down my throat and into my belly. He rubs my clit with one hand and shovels food with the other. I'm overcome with pleasure, moaning and squirming. My juices running down the chair, making him rub faster. His grip is tight so I can't move.
"Don't you dare fucking cum until I say so, don't even talk until everything's finished you slut." He slaps my belly, and then grips my nipple, making me yelp out in even more pleasure. There's three large trays filled deep of the pudding. He picks one up of the cart and put the rectangle tray to my lips.
"Chug. All of it. Now." I open up and he tips it just enough so it begins to plop into my mouth. It starts sliding down my throat and I begin to moan more. I put both my hand on my stomach and hold it. With each large gulp I can feel my stomach expand under my palms. It fills out more and more and more. He tips the tray more so the last drops get into me. He throws it to the side and grabs the next one. This one surprisingly goes down easier, I chug and chug and chug. feeling me up to wear my belly is now almost at my knees. I finish it and let out a huge burps and a loud moan. He rips off my tank top, which was already ripping at the seams. Same with my bra. He puts his warm mouth onto my breast, swirling is tongue all over my nipple. I moan and push is head deeper into my plushiness, almost making him disappear into me. He pulls back, grins and grabs the last tray. I let out a sigh and open up. He pours it into me. It's more difficult than I thought. This one feeling a lot thicker than the other two. He slaps my stomach and rubs it for me as I gulp more down. My face furrowing as I push through it. My belly now so tight it legitimately feels as if its going to burst. But I don't stop. His hand travels further down and begins rubbing my clit again. He slips a couple fingers into me and starts at it. I moan and the chugging becomes easier. Before I know it the last but is slid into my mouth. I swallow and with a grin say,
"You going to fuck the shit out of me or what daddy?" he doesn't say a word, gets me up and bends me over one of the tables. Bent over my belly looks like it could almost touch the ground. With no hesitation he slides into me with ease and begins thrusting harder than before. Gripping my ass and stomach for support. He goes harder and harder. My moan getting loader and loader, echoing through the restaurant. He's moaning too uncontrollably. Rubbing my belly as it bounces around. With how tight and full it is I was surprised it was even moving. His thumb then pops into my ass, and the other hand goes down to my clit. My eyes roll back and I'm nearly screaming at this point. The pleasure coursing through my whole body, and he pumps somehow harder into me. Slutting me out so good. With a few more harder pumps.
"Fuck piggy cum with me." He gasped.
"Come on go harder daddy, don't stop until I'm filled with all of you inside me. Stretch me bigger with your cum." I moan and gasp as he pumps.
"FUckkkk" He yells out. My legs begin to quiver and we both burst. His cum shooting into me, I can feel it slowly drip out as he pulls out. I turn around and he begins massaging my gut more. Playing with it and flopping it around. I lean back on the table and try to support myself. My thighs are larger than his abdomen. My arms resting on my curves protruding from the sides. He smiles at me and says,
"You should rest so you can have room for breakfast in the morning."