belly.0416 - stuffed after breakfast
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I've just polished off half a dozen loaded donuts, and I can feel every single one of them weighing me down. My stomach is a huge, heavy mountain of sugar and dough, stretching my skin so tight that I can barely breathe. I'm just sitting here, completely immobile, feeling all that breakfast settle deep inside me, turning me into one big, soft ball of greed. The feeling of being this stuffed is absolutely intoxicating, and I'm just basking in the heavy, bloated warmth of my own growth.
But I can't stop now, not when I'm so close to the limit! To top it all off, I'm slowly sipping some milk, letting the cold liquid slide down and fill in every single remaining gap in my stomach. Each swallow feels like it's pushing me further over the edge, making my belly swell just a tiny bit more. I can feel my middle tightening, pushing outward with a heavy, sluggish pressure that makes me moan with satisfaction.
I'm so full that I can't even think straight, my mind just buzzing with the addiction of getting bigger. I love how my body feels like it's reaching its breaking point, the skin of my belly feeling tight and strained under the weight of everything I've forced down. I'm just a greedy little piggy who's finally gotten exactly what she wanted: a stomach so stuffed it's almost too much to handle.
I'll just stay right here for a while, feeling the heaviness sink in and imagining how much bigger I'll be by tomorrow. There's nothing better than the feeling of being completely out-eaten by my own appetite!
(Also, for those who noticed, the milk I'm drinking isn't expired. This video has just been sitting waiting to be edited for months now.)
I've just polished off half a dozen loaded donuts, and I can feel every single one of them weighing me down. My stomach is a huge, heavy mountain of sugar and dough, stretching my skin so tight that I can barely breathe. I'm just sitting here, completely immobile, feeling all that breakfast settle deep inside me, turning me into one big, soft ball of greed. The feeling of being this stuffed is absolutely intoxicating, and I'm just basking in the heavy, bloated warmth of my own growth.
But I can't stop now, not when I'm so close to the limit! To top it all off, I'm slowly sipping some milk, letting the cold liquid slide down and fill in every single remaining gap in my stomach. Each swallow feels like it's pushing me further over the edge, making my belly swell just a tiny bit more. I can feel my middle tightening, pushing outward with a heavy, sluggish pressure that makes me moan with satisfaction.
I'm so full that I can't even think straight, my mind just buzzing with the addiction of getting bigger. I love how my body feels like it's reaching its breaking point, the skin of my belly feeling tight and strained under the weight of everything I've forced down. I'm just a greedy little piggy who's finally gotten exactly what she wanted: a stomach so stuffed it's almost too much to handle.
I'll just stay right here for a while, feeling the heaviness sink in and imagining how much bigger I'll be by tomorrow. There's nothing better than the feeling of being completely out-eaten by my own appetite!
(Also, for those who noticed, the milk I'm drinking isn't expired. This video has just been sitting waiting to be edited for months now.)
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