Belly Literary Universe (part 2)

Kelri's Gain Part 63: Tales of difficulty

This work is a continuation from my previous serial compilation. Read that here first: https://www.wattpad.com/story/226928347-belly-literary-universe-part-1

The Hightown Megamall was bustling. It was Sunday, and so people were out in droves shopping or using one of the many services the complex boasted about. Branching parking lots, paths and bridges made getting into the facility a delight compared to smaller, but elegantly designed malls. Kelri's car parked itself under one of the solar awnings and plugged itself in to charge.

Kelri unconsciously tugged her shirt down. Habit. Every bump and jostle, and every movement made it rise up. It was too small to cover more than two thirds of her belly. Her choice of outgrown shirt was intentional.

Connor got out and circled around to open Kelri's door. With a firm grasp on her hand he pulled up upright. She made sure that her belly bumped him away as she stood. He let her.

"So what is the plan?" Connor asked. "You were so eager to come today, did you have something in mind?"

"Yes and no." Kelri Smirked. "I'm getting really huge... And I just want to show off a bit. And spend some time out with you. But also showing off."

"Like you don't show it off all the time? It's kind of noticeable." Connor ran his fingers delicately over the top of Kelri's belly.

Kelri scratched her stomach where Connor's fingers tickled her. "Not to these people, I don't. I want to walk awhile, eat, and feel huge."

"I would have thought this thing made you feel huge already." Connor grabbed a handful of the side of her belly.

"Well, yes. It does a good job of that. But - how do I explain? You can know something but not really feel it until it gets brought up? I want to feel huge and not just fat. So your job is to tease me and make me feel fat. And to encourage me. And make sure I eat, as usual." She walked down the shaded path, to a bridge that connected the parking lot to the mall.

It was no challenge for Connor to catch up with her. "I can do that. The way the bottom of your belly is exposed makes you look really fat."

"That was the plan." She said as she pushed him with a smirk.

As they walked into the mall, Connor trailed behind again. "You know you're walking too much like a normal person. You should waddle more - if you want to look and feel fat that is."

Kelri smirked. "Fine." She let her belly weigh her down, slow her gait, and make her sway as she walked. It was exciting. Out of practicality, she had developed a walking pace and method that dealt well with her rapid growth. Letting go of those instincts were exciting. Arousing. Abandoning her coping methods - letting the weight of her belly be the primary dictator of how she moved triggered her weight focused fantasies.

By the time they entered the first hall of the mall, Kelri was already breathing heavily and intensely wet. She stopped for a moment in front of the fitness center to catch her breath in preparation for the next leg of their walk. The vaulted ceiling above the gym was decorated with monumentally sized painted portraits of fit people doing active things. Men with defined abs and deltoids twisting and throwing things. Women were in tight shorts and sport crop tops lifting things and stretching. Kelri brought attention to them by pointing. "I wonder if those are real people? Did they go to this gym? Or are they just stock photos printed up there with paint."

"I'd bet they've never even been in the state. You should be up there though. Not them." Connor nudged her with an elbow."

"Hah. I don't think I'd appeal to their target demographic."