Belly Burger II

Note: This is a story-prompt for Phat94.

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Iowa met some friends on the boardwalk for lunch. It was a hot summer day and most of the group was dressed skimpily. Iowa had a string bikini on under her crop top and booty-shorts. She barely noticed as her friends gawked at her bulging belly. It was round and bloated, resembling a pregnancy, yet it was soft, and bobbed as she walked around, her belly button still bulging outward, and pink, and starting to look rather unusual.

“Belly Burger isn’t far from here,” Iowa mentioned as she distractedly looked around, mentally mapping out the route.

“I was kinda feeling like Italian…” Katy whined.

There were murmurs of agreement.

“I think Belly Burger has a spaghetti side,” Iowa mentioned, though she may have been lying. “C’mon, you’ll love it.” Before she could be vetoed, Iowa grabbed Katy’s hand and marched off. Their remaining friends trailed after them, murmuring in confusion.

“Gained a little weight there?” Fred grinned, appearing at Iowa’s opposite side.

Iowa blinked. “Oh, right.” A bubbly grin crossed her face. “I swear, it’s those burgers.”

“Belly Burger?” said Fred.

“Indeed,” said Katy, also eying Iowa’s belly.

“This I’ve got to see,” said Tammy.

The group giggled.

Iowa joined in their laughter. She could hardly care, enjoying the sensation of her belly and is protruded completely free from her clothes and gently wobbled. It was beginning to resemble a basketball in size, though she hardly minded it for some reason. The sensations within her mound often shifted from an overpowering warmth to cool tingles.

“Finally,” Iowa sighed in relief as they turned a corner to Burger Burger. Her jaw dropped at the PERMANENT CLOSED sign nailed into the door. Dropping Katy’s hand, Iowa could not help trailing over to the building. The door was nailed shut, windows boarded, and there was no indication as to why the restaurant had so abruptly closed.

As Iowa dropped her head, Tammy patted her back, unintentionally sending vibration’s through Iowa’s belly and causing the blonde to gasp.

“I guess Italian it is,” said Tammy.

“Sure…that’s fine.” Iowa forced a grin.

With that, the group marched off to a popular pizza place back on the boardwalk.

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The group signed up for the pizza-buffet. All-you-can-eat in the span of two hours. The restaurant was congested with people and the pizzas looked indulgently delicious. Each pie seemed to be piled with various combinations of toppings, which included sausage, pepperoni, chicken, ricotta, mushroom, spinach, pineapple, steak, sausage, hamburger meat, bacon, olives, and a massive variety of cheese.

The group grabbed a table, and the waiter promptly arrived with three extra-large meatlovers pizzas, all of them piled with greasy meats and mountains of gooey cheese. As Tammy and Katy picked at their plates and mumbled about being on diets, Iowa and Fred ate enthusiastically. It quickly became a bit of a competition between the two. Iowa and Fred ate their way through two pizzas, and most of the third.

Afterwards, Fred seemed breathless and flushed. “Throwing in the towel?” he said to Iowa.

“I’m actually not even full,” Iowa admitted in mild surprise.

Taking this as a challenge, Fred lifted his arm. “Waiter! Three more pies!” he called, grinning.

As Tammy and Katy looked at him in disgust, Iowa shrugged. She could definitely eat more.

It wasn’t the same though. For some time, she had been exclusively living off of Belly Burgers. She looked down at herself in uncertainty where her belly was perched innocently in her lap. Why did she still feel hungry?

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