Belly Literary Universe (part 2)

Jackie's Duty Part 15: A New Normal

"It's been a week right?" Jackie asked Valerie.

It was obvious that she had gained weight. Valerie was dedicated to her craft of cooking and feeding. Jackie had a tummy - round and shallow and soft. The ritual of it all made her laugh as she turned to the side for Valerie to take a picture.

"Yes, it's been a week," Valerie answered and waved at her to do a quarter turn.

Jackie did. "One hell of a week..." Valerie took a picture of her from the front. Then from the back. Then urged her onto the scale. It read 133 pounds.

"Two pounds," Valerie said with a smile. "That's very good for a week."

Jackie shook her head, and poked Valerie's stomach. "No, I didn't do it. It's because of all the food you've been stuffing me with. I don't know if I ever ate this much before. Not even in basic where they had us busting our asses for weeks. So how does it look?" Jackie pressed her hand hard against her stomach and lifted, making her new softness jiggle.

"Your boobs got bigger too. A bit."

Jackie cupped her hands against her bra and looked down at them. "Are you sure? I don't think so."

"They're fuller." Valerie circled behind Jackie and wrapped her arms around her. "I can see your genes at work," She teased by tracing her fingertips against Jackie's stomach. "Like you said, you're going to get a belly, but I think you're going to be busty as well."

"Oh are you a witch too? You can read my future? Does my palm tell you what I should eat next? All the black clothes you wear should have given it away." Jackie teased.

"No, I'm just guessing based on what I see growing and what you told me about your genes." Valerie's squeezed Jackie, pressing her fat round stomach against her back and squishing her newly grown breasts and tummy.

"Jackie smiled at the affection. "And what do you think of it? How does it look? 'Cause I'm doin this for you. So how do you like it?"

"It looks so good," She whispered in Jackie's ear, sending a shiver down her neck.

"Is that so?" She whispered back.

Valerie circled to Jackie's front, dragging her fingers along her back. She shuddered at her touch, nearly falling into her arms. Valerie knelt down and planted several intimate, slow, soft kissing on her stomach. "You're doing such a good job growing. You deserve so much love and praise for it." She groaned and planted a few more kisses.

Jackie laughed. Then she blushed. Then she felt light headed. "You don't have to say that," She deflected.

"I do. It's true. Your little tummy is so perfect. I can tell it's going to grow into a beautiful extension of you."

"Perfect except it's too small?" Jackie teased.

Valerie looked up with a smile in her eyes. "It could always be bigger. But it's already irresistible. Angelic."

"And that's the truth, huh?" Jackie smirked.

"I would never lie about that. It's too important."

"So when it comes to answering my big question, will you be just as 'truthful?' 'Cause that's important too."

Valerie stood and pressed her round stomach against Jackie's with the same care and tenderness as her kisses. She put her hands on her hips. "Of course. I'll be as open and honest as I can be. I doubt one question will get everything you want."

"So I have to ask more? So you can fatten me more?" Jackie pressed her hands into Valerie's soft hips, feeling how her flesh relented at her touch.

Valerie looked down at Jackie's chest and blushed. "Ideally you'd want to keep going because you're having fun. But if I can use what I know to incentivize you, then... Would you get fat with me if I didn't have a little bit of carrot and stick to convince you?"

Jackie sighed. "Probably not."

"It's not all awful is it?" Valerie looked up with a devil-like smirk as she swayed from side to side rubbing her soft stomach against Jackie's.

Her hair smelt amazing. Her skin was soft and nearly flawless. Irresistible to touch. Silky smooth. And her honeyed, though calmly delivered words, had a way of enticing her. Valerie was a woman of intoxicating contradictions. For someone so into metal, and flashy gothic styles, she was always calm and collected. That same cool attitude was not reflected in her awkwardness. It was a sort of eclectic poise. And she was fat - a bit oddly proportioned with that belly of hers. Everything Jackie was conditioned to believe about what was attractive stood in contrast to Valerie. Fat people are not beautiful - that's the message she got growing up. And yet this woman with her weird, awkward, and often clinical mannerisms, her unusual style, and wobbling belly was somehow attractive. Sexy even. Desirable. These thoughts were being fed as she was conditioned to associate all manner of previously unrelated things: good food, sex, women, and romance.

Jackie huffed. "No. It's not awful."

"Can I feed you now? You look hungry. And this beautiful tummy of yours needs plenty of nourishment to grow big and soft."

Jackie laughed. "I'm not a child. You don't have to be so motherly."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Well... I didn't say that. It's not awful." Jackie couldn't believe the words that came out of her mouth."

"Well, are you ready? I think the steak should be perfectly rested now. And I think I just heard the potatoes beep."

"Lets go."

***

Valerie ushered Jackie onto the couch. "Now don't you worry. I'll feed you everything you want. You're just here to just lay back and rub that belly of yours."

Jackie laid back. "You know I can feed myself. And it's a belly now? I thought it was just a tummy."

"It's aspirational. And I know you can. I've certainly watched you eat your fill. Trust me. I think you'll enjoy yourself. Try it and if you don't like it we can stop. I like showing you new things." She gave Jackie's stomach a nice rub.

"Alright." Jackie relented. "Feed me." She joked.

"Anything for you." Valerie smiled. She leaned over and kissed Jackie's stomach. "You deserve to eat soo much food, beautiful. I'll feed you whatever you want."

Jackie laid back and let Valerie fill her stomach with steak, potatoes, cheesy broccoli, and a little bit of wine. Stuffed at the end of the night, clutching her stomach with both hands, Valerie gave her one of the most satisfying climaxes of her life. She begged for seconds. Valerie was a great and generous host.