A Slight Gain

********Sage's POV********

I sat across from Novalee at the long table at Olive Garden. It had been three months since our big day of gorging, and we hadn't even spoken about stuffing since. Today was Bryan's birthday, and we had a table full of family and friends there for him.

Nova nudged my foot under the table and smiled at me, and I returned the smile, unable to ignore her. While we hadn't stuffed in awhile, we had spent a lot more time together. I wanted to ask her out, but wasn't sure how Bryan would feel about it.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I checked it discretely.

Novalee: I stupidly wore jeans, and now they're really tight.

My heart started rushing and I became aware of my own pants. They were tight, but not too bad. I'd lost the few pounds I'd gained, and I didn't want to go back to stuffing so often. I'd hoped that tonight would be a normal night, but she'd gone and brought it up. I couldn't blame her. The feeling of being tight to the brim was so addicting.

Sage: Watch it. We've only had the salad, bread and apps! No entrees yet!
Novalee: I'm also getting dessert. But I'm honestly not sure my pants will stay buttoned.
Sage: Unbutton them and cover the waistband with your shirt.

Nova smiled at me again from across the table, but didn't reach down. Instead, she sat up straight and adjusted her legs. Knowing that I taught her to do that tomake room for her belly to expand turned me on.

Novalee: I had a big lunch too. Can't believe these jeans even fit.

My face felt hot, and I was glad that no one was looking at my lap. I had to know what she ate, needed to know how her belly was feeling.

Sage: What'd you put in that gut for lunch?
Novalee: 12in cheesesteak and a large order of fries. And a large coke. I wished you'd been there to rub my belly.
Sage: I will next time. I promise.
Novalee: Like tonight? I'm going to overdo it.

I gulped and looked up, also noticing that Bryan was shaking his head at us jokingly. He knew we were getting closer, but thankfully not that we were feeding each other until bursting. I would never tell him, either. It was weird enough having one person know.

Sage: Tonight. Come over after and ride home with me. But you'd better eat your whole entree and dessert.

Nova smiled at me again from across the table just as our entrees arrived. We'd both gotten the Tour of Italy- a huge sampler of entrees. I spread my own legs and shifted in my seat to make room. Thank god I'd lost that winter weight.



"I cannot believe your button didn't pop," I said to Novalee, shutting the car door.

"Me neither. But I think... hold on." I looked over at her belly as she did the same. We both watched as she sucked in her distended gut just barely, pulled her jeans up about an inch, then let her belly go. It surged forward and the button flew off quickly, hitting my dashboard. Novalee sighed as the zipper sank down a bit, then leaned back in the seat.

"I guess I spoke too soon," I said, reaching over and putting my hand on her stomach. To my surprise, there was the slightest layer of softness on her rounded belly. "Nova?" She bit her lip and looked at me shyly.

"I had to buy these last month. I've been stuffing still every few weeks and I've gained nine more pounds."

"I couldn't even tell," I said honestly. "You still are so thin."

"I mean," she started, laughing as she spoke. "These are a size two instead of zero. I'd say I'm still plenty thin."

"Right. But that belly isn't tight enough. We need to put more in it." Nova nodded in agreement and took a deep breath. My hand, which was still on her swollen gut, rose and fell with her breath. "Milkshakes?"

"Milkshakes."


I'd helped Nova finish her shake back at my house, but mine was still sitting on my dresser- all 24oz of it. While I was still pretty stuffed, I knew I had some room. I wouldn't say I had enough for the whole 24oz, but watching how her belly grew and rounded with fury as she finished hers, I knew I had to do it. I could barely take my eyes off of her. She was the biggest I'd ever seen, and I knew she'd been practicing. Both of her hands caressed her ball of a midsection, rubbing in slow circles. Even her sides jutted out in protest with the amount of liquid in her drum tight engorged belly.

"Your turn," she said, smirking. I sat down in the chair and took my belt off. My pants had been long unbuttoned, but Nova demanded that I button them back up. Groaning in agony, I sucked in my belly just enough to do so. My waistband felt tight against my belly, and I knew that the button was going to go. Part of me was annoyed that I'd have to fix the pants, but I'd also never burst a button before, and wanted to know the feeling.

"Ready," I said, taking a deep breath and tucking my feet behind the front legs of the chair. I sat up straight as Nova placed one hand on my stomach and the other to the shake cup. The nearly melted liquid found its way down my throat and into my crammed belly slowly and increasingly painfully. The button on my jeans strained, and I took a break.

"You can do it," Nova coached, rubbing the top of my belly. Looking down, I could see how far out it jutted above the crease in my belly where my jeans sat. "We only have half left."
I nodded and took another deep breath, my eyes finding Nova's swollen belly. As she rubbed mine and breathed, her own gut expanded and contracted, turning me on and making me able to continue. With every gulp, the stretch of my belly felt more intense.

"Only two more gulps," she coaxed, pressing slightly into my belly. I groaned with my swallow and felt my belly burst free from the jeans, and the release of such pressure allowed me to finish the last sip.

"Oh god," I groaned as Nova backed away and set the cup down. My hand found my gut, distended fully against my lap and protruding in a way I'd never seen before. I rubbed it's rock hard surface and moaned again, not able to find any give at all.

As Novalee touched her belly gently to mine, I knew I'd need to do this again- and soon.