Belly Literary Universe (part 2)

Kelri's Gain Part 72: Show off

The creak of the door woke Kelri from a running dream.

"Oh, you're normally up by now." Connor apologized in his t-shirt and boxers. He had Kelri's huge pitcher in his arms.

"No," Kelri said and rubbed her eyes. I was just about up anyway."

"I tried to make your weight gain shake just like you said. Hope I got it right."

Kelri chuckled. "It's not an exact recipe. That's nice of you though. Bring it over here. Nothing like breakfast in bed. Kelri shoved the covers down revealing her huge gut resting on the bed beside her. She gave it a morning rub to prepare it for food.

Connor brought over the pitcher and kissed Kelri on the cheek. "Drink up. You need it all to get nice and fat," he teased.

Kelri smirked and sat up, filling her cross legged lap with her belly. "It's getting so wide too," She said, rubbing the sides of her gut. She grabbed the pitcher, set the cold base atop the shelf of her belly and slowly tipped it into her mouth.

Connor climbed on the bed and snuggled up to her stomach, kissing and rubbing it. "Moan for me as you drink. Tell me - tell yourself how hot it is that you're fattening yourself up first thing in the morning," he said, smooched her belly again. "I'm going to make sure you end up too fat. It's what you deserve." He gripped handfuls of her belly and jostled it to make her gurgle.

Kelri yelped at his teasing. It woke her up faster than any coffee ever had. Oh god. Oh my fucking god. You sexy man. She thought. At his prompt she did what he said. She was never a vocal eater. It would have made the eating contests awkward. And plus, using that energy would have distracted from the effort of stuffing her stomach. She always took a perverse pleasure from eating, but making noises to reflect her satisfaction really brought out the endorphins. She groaned and moaned with each gulp. Fatter... She assured herself. I deserve this. I deserve to be so much fatter. She repeated what Connor said, rocking back and forth in bed, feeling the weight of her gut wiggle against her crossed legs. "Guh," She grunted after finishing the last gulp, gasping for air.

She set aside the pitcher on the bed. It tipped over and dripped a few drops of chocolate onto the comforter. She rubbed her belly, repeating in her head how she deserved to be fatter.

Connor smiled, climbed on all fours and kissed the top of her stomach.

Kelri ruffled his head and pressed his face into her stomach, and kept him there with a chuckle. He simply wrapped his arms around her and accepted it.

"I have to get showered, Connor," she said, pushing him to the side.

"I'll help."

"You just wanna watch me waddle."

"Yes. But also I want to help." He smirked and rubbed the side of her thigh.

"I also have to weigh in. Now I loved breakfast in bed, but next time let me weigh myself first. So I can record it accurately."

"Right," Connor said.

Kelri shifted her legs to the side and let gravity pull her off the tall bed. She staggered forward, nearly slipping, and caught herself on the dresser with both hands. "Heavy..." Was all she said. She waved back that she was fine. "You can help by watching me waddle..." She commanded.

Connor did his duty.

Kelri meandered to the bathroom across their townhouse, letting her belly dictate her gait. It wobbled back and forth, pressing against her thighs.