Cheeky XIV

Note: This is a story-prompt for Ryan Caday.

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The walk home was humiliating. Anyone who was outside just stared at Carrie in shock. By then, the sheet she had fashioned around her backside was pushing down because of her sheer girth and size, inches of her crack protruding out above it. She had to stop frequently to catch her breath, flushed and sweaty as she was. Sometimes Sid would hold onto her to shoulders to help her stay balanced. It was just an awful process, and she didn’t know how far they walked, but it seemed to take forever to get to Sid’s house.

She was panting and whining by the time she got onto the doorstep. Sid got behind her, giving her backside a gentle push to help her up. Carrie wrapped her arms around a support bean, whining pathetically. She was just so full, so heavy. Her bottom ached with tightness and gas.

And yet, somehow she was hungry.

Carrie was amazed and distressed to find both her belly and her backside grumbling, and stinging with hunger pains. She desperately needed sustenance or she was certain she would pass out. Her arms were trembling.

“Please, Sid,” Carrie whined. “I need f-food.” She prayed that he had something on hand in the house. Her backside gave another angry gurgle, causing her to reach back and clutch it, whimpering.

“I might have a little something,” Sid confessed as he opened the front door. “Easy there.” He ushered her inside, allowing her to grip his arm. Together they shuffled forward, her backside bobbing and jiggling with even her most minuscule movements. But she moved as fast as she could (that being a snail’s pace) at the thought of getting to eat. Because she really, really needed to eat.

“I know how hungry you’ve been,” said Sid as he led her through the expansive house. “There’s actually something I wanted to try out.”

“W-what are you talking about,” Carrie managed, her hands clutching at her wobbling backside as Sid continued to help her inch forward.

To Carrie’s surprise, they walked past the kitchen and dining room. Sid led her deeper into the residence, and finally into a large room that had a huge beanbag, and a long hose protruding from one of the walls. Carrie wasn’t sure where the hose led. She gave Sid a pained but quizzical look as he led her over to the beanbag.

“There ya go,” said Sid, as the two of them carefully eased Carrie down on the large, cushiony seat. It was actually really comfortable, big as it was. She leaned back with a sigh, appreciating the way it sagged and spread against her huge dimensions. It just about fit her, though she knew if she grew much more, she would start to overflow the thing.

“This is cozy,” Carrie admitted, grabbing onto Sid’s wrist before he could get away. “But Sid — food,” she entreated, her face twisting just as her backside started to grumble again, her round belly joining in.

“Of course,” said Sid, gently plucking his hand away. “You won’t have to worry about that again. I set this up just for you.”

Carrie blinked up at him.

Carrie retrieved the hose from its holder. He pulled it over, revealing that it could be extended to a considerable length from where it protruded out of the wall. He handled the nozzle over to Carrie. “Go ahead. Try it.”

It could pass as a garden hose, if a bit narrower. “Uh…what?”

With the nozzle in her grip, Sid guided her hands, until the nozzle was pressing against her lips. Hesitantly, Carrie opened her mouth.

He pushed the hose in, and a beep went off. Carrie’s eyes widening as her mouth was suddenly flooded with a delicious substance. It tasted like cake batter, then icing, followed by chocolate, then the sweetness mitigated and it got more savory. Carrie moaned around the flavor of buttery mashed potatoes, and she found herself sucking, trying to expedite the flow down her throat.

“It’s great, right?” said Sid excitedly. “The flavor just keeps evolving.”

Carrie could only moan in pleasure. She gulped and gulped against the thick, delicious substance. She could eat this forever. Carrie groaned as she felt the pressure in her backside intensify, her flesh filling with heat. She could feel her girth shivering as it slowly grew.

She knew things were getting out of control but she couldn’t bring herself to care. All that mattered was consuming, eating, filling herself more.

Sid appeared positively delighted as he gazed down at her. “I’m gonna get some studying in. Let me know if you need anything.”

Then he turned off the lights and walked out, closing the door behind him. Carrie was left alone in the dark, desperately drinking. For as long as she could.

The End