"Why the hell am I doing this...?" Paul asked himself as he reached around the two large pizza boxes in his arms and twisted his housekey into the lock. He swallowed bravely. "Maybe I get Jake to only have two slices. Yes, two slices. That's it." He opened the door. "Jake I'm home!"
"I smell pizza!" Jake cried out happily from around the corner. When Paul entered the living room his jaw dropped. Timmy was lying down on the carpeted floor in a tight shirt that was riding up his belly. Next to him was an empty chip bag, a few crushed cans of coke and a large pot. The boy's belly was shiny, smeared with the oil on his fingertips which were rubbing into his stomach. Paul nearly had a rush of vertigo as a rush of blood left one of his heads...
"I was so hungry while you were gone, so I made some pasta!" He gestured to the pot next to him. "It was soooo good, but pizza sounds really good too!"
"W-w-why would you make all that if you knew I was coming home with pizza?" Paul stammered.
"Well you never SAID you would get the pizza, and I was hungry!" Jake slapped his belly and belched powerfully. "Hehe, cool! Bet you can't burp that loud!"
Paul set down the pizzas on the table and before he could even say anything, Jake had grabbed three slices. The greedy boy stacked them on top of each other like a sandwich and munched on them. "Mmmmmm, so yummy!"
Paul sat back in his recliner, staring at his son. It was like watching the most beautiful trainwreck ever. With each swallow, Paul could see his son's gut bounce slightly, expanding beyond belief. "This is normal, right?" Paul thought to himself. "There's no way this is normal. This is a growth spurt. Just a phase. Just a phase. I should tell him to slow down... but he's so happy... so, so... happy... A good father would let him keep eating, right? He's not fat, right?" Paul felt his mind slipping away from him.
20 minutes later, Jake let out another dragonlike belch. "UUUUUURP! Oh, wow, I ate sooo much, Dad..." He sunk into his chair. "My stomach hurts..."
A light of hope sprung within Paul. "See, this is normal! He's learned his lesson!" he told himself. Then he saw the look on his son's face. Pure anguish spread across the young boy's face. "Are you alright?" He asked. "Do you need to use the bathroom?"
"No, I'm just soooo stuffed..." Jake moaned. "I need a tummy rub..." He looked at his father pleadingly.
"A what?" Paul felt the floor drop from beneath him.
"Can you rub my tummy? Please?" Jake's eyes pleaded as he clutched his bloated gut, which stuck out several inches.
"Oh no... can I do this?" Paul asked internally. "What if I start feeling tempted? He's so helpless... so bloated and helpless... No, he's my son. I can't do that... he's my son, I can't just let him suffer..." With trembling hands, Paul stood up and treaded over to Jake. Each footstep felt like he could shatter the ground beneath them. Slowly he placed one hand on his son's stomach. He pressed in his finger tips. The stomach was pulled taut from all the food inside, but there was an unmistakable softness. Paul closed his eyes and exhaled as his hand moved in circles along Jake's stomach.
"Oooooohhhh..." Jake groaned, but Paul could sense the relief in his voice. "That feels so good, Dad... keep touching me there..."
Paul became tense at that comment. "No way, no way no way he knows what that sounds like. Just keep going, he'll be fine soon," he thought. Steeling himself, Paul started to rub Jake's distended stomach with both hands. Leaning over him, Paul found that Jake looked so peaceful. He was a cute kid, for sure, and the way he had pizza sauce smeared on his cheek was just adorable... Paul leaned in closer, but as he drew near to his son's face, Jake tensed up. He crossed his eyes let out a slight groan and then...
"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRUUUUUURP!" Paul was nearly knocked back by the sheer force of his son's burp. "Whoa! That was so COOL!" Jake exclaimed. "Thanks so much, Dad. I think I can finish the rest of the pizza now! What's for dinner, by the way?"
Paul groaned.
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