You decide that you’ve probably had enough sugar for the day as you head back out into the mall. While gazing at the various store fronts and kiosks as you walk by a sudden bout of lightheadedness hits you. Spying a nearby bench you decide to sit down, at least for a moment. Perhaps a bit of people watching will help.
As you look over the crowd you notice something strange. Are people… looking at you? Every time you’re about to make eye contact with someone they look away. You swear some were even pointing at you and whispering.
That’s when you hear it.
A low and loud gurgle emanates from your stomach. You don’t feel hungry though, you just ate after all. You instinctually place your hand on your stomach.
That’s when you feel it.
The curvature of your once trim midsection is undeniable but that isn’t all. It’s quite soft to the touch yet it doesn’t feel like fat. It’s familiar but you can’t quite place the feeling. And is it… pushing against your hand? Your gaze slowly descends.
That’s when you see it.
Your hand is blue. A very rich, deep blue. And it’s caressing your rather generous belly. A belly that you definitely did not have just a few minutes ago. A belly that is clearly getting bigger.
Then it hits you.
This feeling, it’s just like holding a water balloon under the faucet. You give your balloon a jiggle and sure enough it sways and sloshes in your hands just like you’d expect. It even glunks and gurgles like it should. And then you remember you're holding yourself.
A cold panic sets in at your core. You look up. People are definitely staring at you. Your face starts to burn.
You look back down. A strip of blue is seen across your belly as your shirt begins to ride up it. You can even see your belly button peeking out. You can feel the underside of your stomach rub against your pants as this orb of flesh sits on your lap. You look like you’re late to the delivery room.
And it keeps going.
A sudden moment of clarity snaps you out of this trance. You need to do something. You bolt upright, only for your belly to suddenly swing forward, ready to take you with it. Your balance this thankfully restored in time as you feel your rear end pull you back. Hands shooting to your ass you’re instantly greeted by a handful of it. You follow its curves to your hips and find that they too have plumped quite a bit when you weren’t looking. Dreading what comes next you take a peek down.
Your feet are hiding under your gravidness as your gaze takes all of it in. Your shirt is losing this battle of the bulge but it tries its damnedest to cling to you as an ocean of blue takes over. Your hands manage to meet each other on the other end of the sphere that is you, but just barely.
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