Jordan

Stuffed Pt 4

TW: Alcohol

Jordan and I have just been relaxing since this morning, playing games and watching movies while I play with his tummy.

He looks up at me with his head on my chest, "What ever happened to the dinner plans?"

"Just waiting for a good time to have them," I smile, "Lately you've not had much room for dinner," I playfully poke at his tummy.

He blushes softly, "I guess you've been doing a good job of making sure I'm taken care of."

"And it's starting to show," I gently squeeze his softened tummy.

He chuckles and sits up, "How about we go out tonight? What time is it," He checks his phone and it shows it's just past 4:30 PM.

"We should start getting ready if we are going to dinner," He looks at me.

He sits up and stretches, "I'm going to go take a shower and then we can leave."

"Sounds good," I smile at him.

Roughly half an hour later he walks into the living room wearing a nice transparent button up shirt and jeans.

He smiles at me, "I thought I'd wear something nice for tonight."

I blush slightly, "You look beautiful," I stand up and put my hands on his waist. He chuckles quietly and puts his hands on mine.

He kisses me on the cheek, "Are you ready to go?"

"Should I change into something nicer?" He looks at my outfit, I'm wearing a hoodie and shorts.

"Nah you're good," He shakes his head.

"But you look so nice and I'm wearing... Well this," I gesture to my outfit.

"D, it's fine. I think you always look good," He smiles at me.

I smile back, "Okay, let's get going then."

We head out to my car and make our way to a buffet. Jordan looks over at me and raises an eyebrow when he sees where we're going.

"Are you planning on stuffing me here?" He asks me nervously.

I pull into the parking lot, "If you're okay with it, then yes."

He looks at me, "But we're in public-"

"Then I won't go overboard," I park near the entrance of the buffet and look over at him.

He blushes, "I- I can't really hide anything with what I'm wearing though," He pulls at his shirt and looks back up at me.

I hold his hand comfortingly, "You can always use my hoodie if you want to," I offer him.

He calms down a bit, "Can I?"

I smile and take off my hoodie for him to wear. Glad I chose to wear a shirt under that today. He puts my hoodie on over his shirt, the hoodie is way too big for him.

"Thank you," He smiles at me.

We head inside and find a place to sit thats kind of out of the way.

I get a bottle of wine for us to share and after we talk for a bit we go and get some food from the buffet.

We return to our table with the plates of food and Jordan finishes off the last of the wine. He seems slightly drunk, I wonder how that'll affect his appetite.

I decided to get a second bottle of wine, this one mainly for him since I still have to drive back home. I don't expect him to finish the wine but I want to test something.

I watch as he quickly eats the food from his plate, his appetite seems a lot stronger than normal. I pour him another glass of wine and start eating. He finishes his first plate and gets up to grab more food.

I raise an eyebrow when he comes back with his plate piled with food, "Are you gonna be able to eat all that?"

He exaggeratedly nods his head, I can tell he is drunk now.

I chuckle, "Just let me know if you need help," I smile.

He smiles back, "I will."

After he gets about halfway through his current plate he slows down and starts rubbing his belly. I move so I can sit next to him and I put my hand on his belly.

He looks over at me and leans his head on my shoulder while I rub his belly. I slip my hand under the hoodie and I can feel that his shirt is getting tight around his belly, he blushes deeply and shifts slightly.

I look at him a few minutes later, "Are you ready to keep going?" He lifts his head up and looks at me.

"Yeah... Can you feed me?"

"Sure," I grab the plate of food and start slowly feeding him the rest of the food. He takes a break every few bites for more wine, at this rate he might finish the whole bottle.

He shifts around uncomfortably as the buttons on his shirt start straining from his belly. I rub my hand along his belly and he moans quietly, "I- I don't know if I can fit much more..."

"Don't worry, there's not much left. Let's take a break so you don't get hurt," I brush his hair out of his face and he blushes slightly.

After about 10 minutes of me just rubbing his stuffed belly, he looks over at me, "I think I'm ready for more now."

I smile and feed him the rest of the food on the plate. The buttons on his shirt strain more and more as I feed him. I stop for a moment and slide my hand under the hoodie and feel his shirt struggling to stay buttoned.

He moans softly when I rub his stuffed belly, "O-Okay that's enough... I don't want to ruin my shirt," He looks at me.

"How about you finish the wine and then we can leave?"

He groans, "But I'm already so full, you do it."

"I have to drive home baby. Here, let me help you with it," I grab the rest of the wine and hold it to his mouth. He manages to drink the rest of the wine and I smile.

"Fuck~ I am so full..." He lifts up the hoodie and sees how much his shirt is stretching around his stuffed belly. We both blush at that.

I help him stand up and we go out to the car. On the way back home he looks over at me and puts his hand on my thigh. I look at him for a second and raise an eyebrow.

He smiles drunkenly, "You're so pretty."

I chuckle, "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah... And you're nice, an-and cute and sweet..." He starts mumbling.

I smile as I pull into the driveway, "Let's get you inside so we can soothe that belly of yours," I put my hand on his belly and he leans towards me and kisses me. I blush slightly and he giggles.