Doughy Doe
#1 of Feeding
This was admittedly rushed, not a commission but as a gift for a friend that I just felt like writing :)
I never went back to polish it, but I'm still happy with how it turned out for being written in just a couple of minutes haha
Mel lay in bed, stomach groaning from her overambitious dinner consisting of fifteen burgers, twelve pizzas and three whole tubs of ice cream. She couldn't possibly eat any more.
There was a knock on her door, but as she went to go answer it, she realized she couldn't even sit upright! Pinned down by her own bloated stomach.
After a few minutes, she heard keys jingling in the door, who else even has keys to get in? She thought to herself. She sees a dark silhouette approach the wide open doorway to her bedroom as she tries and fails to reach the lamp switch by the side of her bed.
As soon as Mel tries to speak, the figure shoves a funnel into her mouth, silencing her and forcing her mouth wide open as food starts slowly pushing down. More ice cream, combined with warm heavy cream, the ice cream's cold numbing her tongue and gag reflex too as it pushes down her throat into her now expanding belly.
This went on for at least half an hour before suddenly a loud crack is heard, and her bed gives way. As she falls down, she expects to land on a flat hard floor, but instead her own new back fat cushions her fall, but she now realizes that she now has no hope of even moving an inch.
The stranger doesn't stop, continuing to pour in ice cream and heavy cream, a hand reaching up and slowly rubbing and massaging her belly as it grows. Being helplessly stuck, who knows how long this would go on for...