Most of this will be in the Inflaters POV
Will contain some popping, so if you don't like that then skip the chapters. Sorry:/
The chapters that contain popping will have a "p" next to the title
Some of the chapters will have the same people just fy...
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"I'll be back soon, try not to get into trouble while I'm gone," He ruffles my hair and smiles.
I smile back, "I promise I won't, I'll probably just take a shower while I wait for you."
"Sounds good, it shouldn't take long to find everything. Maybe half an hour and then I'll make dinner," He grabs his wallet off the table and walks towards the door.
"Alright, drive safe!"
He chuckles, "Love you," He waves at me and leaves.
I wave back and smile, "Love you too!"
A while after the door closes, I get up to take a shower and freshen up. I walk into the bathroom and close the door behind me.
When I get out of the shower I smell something amazing. I put on some fresh clothes and walk into the kitchen.
"Did you have a good shower?" He turns around to kiss me.
"It wasn't bad."
"What do you mean by that?"
"It took too long to warm up."
"Oh what a tragedy, will you ever recover?" He smiles and pats my shoulder comfortingly.
We both laugh at his response and I put my arm around him and lean against him, "You're such a dork."
"Yeah?" He looks at me.
"Yeah, hundred percent." I look at him.
We look at each other for a bit and then he breaks the silence, "I'm hungry, let's eat! It's still fresh."
"I agree, let's eat," I kiss his cheek and grab some food. I notice that he grabs significantly more food than normal but I don't say anything.
We sit down and start eating. He must be pretty hungry if he's going to eat all of that.
He stops for a moment to rub his stomach and stifles a burp. I didn't realize that I had been staring until that, I look away from him and chuckle quietly.
"You'll give yourself a tummy ache if you're not careful," I look back towards him.
He looks up at me and his face turns red, he looks down at our plates and sees that mine is near untouched, "Yeah uh, I'm just hungry," he flashes an awkward smile, "but what's up with you? You haven't eaten much."
"I've just been distracted by stuff," I pick at my food.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" He looks up at me.
"I don't know," I look at him, "Can we talk about this later?"
"Yeah sure," He gives me a comforting smile.
A minute or so passes and he speaks up, "I was wondering if we could try something new."
I look back up at him, "Like what?"
"I've been wanting to explore things and see what I'm into and was going to just try it myself but it doesn't feel right... So I was wondering if you would help me," He looks at me.
"Sure, as long as it doesn't involve murder," I reply jokingly.
"Great! So do you want to feed me?" He sees me stop and instantly turn red and smiles.
"I made plenty of food," He teases.
"Will you be able to eat that much?" I am bright red.
"I can try," He goes to stand up to get more food.
I put my hand on his shoulder, "I'll get it for you," He nods at me and smiles. I come back with all the food he made and look directly at him, "Get ready."
He blushes and gets himself situated, I smile and start feeding him.
I notice his tummy starting to push against his shirt and I stop for a moment, "How are you feeling?"
He leans back and lets out a sigh, "Full, this feels good though, feels right," I move closer to him and rub his tummy, he smiles and rests his hands on mine. I bring his hand up and gently kiss it. He chuckles and leans on my shoulder.
We sit like that for a bit, it must've felt good since he almost fell asleep like that, "Are you ready to keep going?" I ask him.
"Yeah," He sits up and stretches, making his shirt ride up slightly. I playfully poke at his tummy and go back to how I was sitting.
I pick the food up and start feeding him again. His stomach growls in disagreement from all the food, but he keeps eating. He rubs his tummy and can feel it slowly growing as I feed him.
Slowly but surely he manages to eat all the food, "Wow, that was... amazing, look at this," He lifts up his shirt to show me his belly, "I have a food baby!" He smiles greatly.
I smile at him and chuckle, "It's our child," I rub his rounded belly.
We head over to the couch so he can be in a more comfortable spot. He lays on me while I rub his belly. This goes on for a while, with him letting out small groans every now and then.
"You're so beautiful, I don't think I say it enough," I look down at him.
"Even with a belly?"
"Even with a belly," I poke at him playfully.
"I love you," He smiles at me.
I lean forward and kiss his forehead, "I love you too."
