Belly Kink Fiction: Couple Discovers Belly Kink for the First Time Together (Part 1)

by Softie Babie

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Couple Discovers Belly Kink for the First Time Together (Part 1)

“Fuck. I need to stop, now.” She whispered to herself as the crammed a few more handfuls of chips into her mouth. The doorbell rang. “Coming babe!” she said, with a full mouth. It was her boyfriend, holding a few takeout bags of food to bring for dinner. “Hey beautiful, what’s going on?” They embraced. It was getting more and more difficult for them to embrace each other with her growing gut and wide frame.

“I was actually — uh,” she stammered “just cooking something for dinner… for us!”

“Oh, well I brought food because I wanted to make sure you had something to eat. But its okay, we’ll just save it for tomorrow, I guess.” He put the food away and followed her into the kitchen while she finished preparing their dinner.

“Wow, all this is for us?” He asked in surprise, looking at the feast before them; Mac and cheese, mashed potatoes, steak, lasagna, bread rolls, and a homemade chocolate cake with thick chocolate icing. “Looks good, babe! I love a girl that knows how to eat.”

She blushed, feeling herself start to become warm inside. She was hungry, and at the same time, full of lust for him. She did just eat a whole bag of chips before dinner, but she knew she couldn’t help herself from having more, so she set the table for dinner and called him over.

They began to plate their food. He always served her. He knew that she liked extra scoops of everything, and could tell exactly when she needed seconds, thirds, and even fourths.

They chatted and gulped down plate after plate, her always being one full plate ahead.

As the last helpings of each item were chivalrously given to his already nearly bursting girlfriend, he started to notice how full she was. He cleared the table and did the dishes as she lied back and digested her huge feast.

As usual, she began to doze from her food coma, and drifted off while he tended to the mess in the kitchen.

“Mmh.. ooh, that feels… good,” she hear herself mumbling in her sleep, imaging her boyfriend worshiping her huge extended gut and telling her how proud he is of her for finishing every bite. “Babe! What are you saying? Babe!” She hear him shout in the background, her eyes flashed open.

“Sorry, I’m just always so… tired.” She tried to make an excuse for her obvious lustful moment.

“Ohhhh hey…” he started to laugh, like always, “you were having a sexy dream… weren’t you?” He came towards her. “Huh? Tell me! Tell me! I wanna know!” He jumped beside her on the couch and began to go for a tickle.

She squirmed, “No! Stop…” she pleaded “babe, I’m not in the mood to get… touched, okay? Just stop.” She looked away embarrassingly, pulling down her shirt, which was stretched tight over her bulging belly bump and had only ridden up even farther with her boyfriend’s advance, and rolled over on her side.

“Hey, what’s wrong babe?” He said reaching around her waist and hips, gently, innocently, cradling her round and soft belly. He had no idea how much she loved that feeling. She stopped sucking in and let all her bloated, stuffed, fat hang free.

“I just,” she said nervously, “haven’t been feeling very sexy lately. I just feel like I’ve maybe, I don’t know, gained a few pounds… and I just feel like I don’t turn you on, so I’m not feeling very confident.” She blabbered out, half speaking the truth. She was torn between her carnal and primal desire to grow as big as possible, to be fed by her man day and night to achieve this goal and saving her relationship with him, making a compromise to give up her desires.

“What?” He said confused and intrigued. “Well, I don’t know why you wouldn’t feel confident. You look incredible. I think about you naked all day when I’m out at work, at home doing chores, running errands — always. I love every part of your body,” his hands started to wander, “I would be attracted to you no matter if you were 50 lbs lighter or 50 lbs heavier, and you’d still be the most beautiful girl to me.” He commented while watching her face blush. “Preferably 50 lbs heavier though, haha” He said with a smirk.

Her face went red. Her breathing stopped. What did he just say? Her mind began racing. “Wait, what do you mean? Like you think I would look good If I, gained some weight?” She acted dumb.

“Well, yeah, why not babe. Why worry about gaining a few pounds. I’m never gonna leave you. I love you, I’m gonna take care of you. Just eat what you want, enjoy yourself, don’t worry about working out or having the cutest tight clothes and what not, just relax and let me tend to you, babe.” He said with a smile.

“Oh,” she said stammering… “but, bu— what, and ho— how will I be able to gain 50 lbs? I wouldn’t know where to start.” She pretended to be innocent of the idea, but she knew exactly what she wanted him to say.

He thought for a moment, a brilliant look flashed across his face: “I could help you! I want to make you fatter.” With these words she immediately felt a new hunger, both for food, and for him; right there, right then.

“Hm.. Okay,” she said with a secretly accomplished smirk, “sounds like it could be fun!” She turned over, from a spooning position to a face to face position they embraced each other on the couch.

“Hmph, its a little tight already, isn’t it?” He said teasingly, referring to the barrier between them — her huge ballooned gut. “What does it feel like when its so full?” He asked, genuinely.

“It uh— well, how about you rub it and just feel it yourself,” she said on a whim. She quaked waiting to see his response.

At first he was hesitant, but he began to rub his palm around her poor belly, stuffed to the brim. “It feels, uh..” her anticipation grew, just like her hunger, “warm, yeah warm” he said. “Warm and tight, but also soft. It feels, sexy, actually.” He looked up at her, enjoying this new bond they shared.

“Babe,” she said devilishly, “I think I’m hungry again. I know we just ate dinner like an hour ago, but would you mind getting me a small snack? It would make my belly feel better. And it would help us with getting me fatter, please?” She begged.

“Of course my fat little girl!” He jogged off and came back with all the bags, the entire take out order. “Babe, I wasn’t sure what you wanted, so I got everything. We’re not leaving this couch until its all gone..."

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