Belly Literary Universe (part 1)

Kelri's Gain Part 17: A Meal in a Day

Kelri laid on her couch in bra and panties with one hand on her belly still damp from a shower. She clicked the pen over and over against her cheek while staring at the day's entry in her planner. She obsessed over the note she wrote herself: 'call Dr.Logus. Demand undo treatment. Don't take no for an answer'. Why am I struggling over this. I don't want this. I should have had this undone weeks ago... Why? I've never been able to eat this much. I've never felt sexier either.

Connor stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. With his hands on his hips, looking like he just brought in a prize kill, he stared at Kelri's rotund form. He gave an animalistic grunt of attraction.

Kelri smirked. Maybe.... Just maybe I've never been sexier. She scribbled out the note on her planner.

Connor crossed his arms. "So what is with you and that planner anyway? You bring it everywhere. It's always sticking out of your purse, or on your desk. Even now you're laying there sexier than ever, and writing in it."

"Removing something actually..." Kelri scribbled further over the note.

"Got anything planned for today then?"

"What are you looking for round two?" Kelri winked, and shut the planner.

"I think it would be round three actually."

"My mistake." Kelri sat up and crossed her legs. "I usually try to keep Sundays after competitions pretty free to relax. I might have a few things in mind though. I record a lot of stuff in it though. Mundane stuff mostly. Appointments. But there might be something you'd be interested in. Take a flip through starting from September." She tossed the planner to the other end of the couch closer to Connor. With curious eyes she watched for his reaction.

Connor picked up the planner and flipped through the pages. "120 pounds. Not surprised."

"Keep reading."

He flipped through a few weeks listing off weights as if they were lottery numbers. "125. 131. 140."

"You like what you see there?" She blushed and patted her belly. Those numbers are low compared to now. Will 170 feel low a month from now? What the hell am I doing... Well besides getting big and round...

Connor glanced at her with a pleased grin. "I expect there is bigger numbers later on?" He flipped through a month. The another. "151. Wow. Ahh here is yesterday. 170 pounds. I can obviously tell, but to see the number. I was told never to ask a lady's weight. But - wow that's hot. Especially the 50 pounds circled. Love the emphasis the circle adds."

"Seems a lot of that went right here." Kelri slapped her belly.

"Oh don't be confused. I'll never complain. How did that happen?"

"Oh you want me to tell you how I got so fat so quick? Take a seat then." She gestured to the couch.

Connor plopped down next to her. Kelri leaned back and stretched her legs across his lap. Hep pulled one of his hands over to her belly and pat him, letting him know his place.

"You were skinny for years before September, and I don't doubt that you were before I met you."

"Well.. You're right. I love eating. Not anything specific, I just love eating food. The act of consuming things. Being full. Eating contests are the best way I've found to enjoy that. At least responsibly. I keep - rather I used to keep a strict diet. See the planner. That was the price. A month of strict control, for a couple days of fun."