(too skinny)
"Hi Jenny," Ollie waved, grinning shyly.
"Oh, morning Ollie!" Jenny said. She seemed so normal, and yet, she had this thing for bellies, this fetish-- Ollie just had the word "fetish" in his spelling list for school, so he knew it well. She seemed happy to see him, though.
"Hey, uh... you wanna come over tonight and hang out? Maybe get some homework done?"
"Oh, sure!" Jenny grinned, making Ollie go red. He suddenly realized how tall he was compared to her, how soft she would be if he held her in his arms...
Ollie placed a hand over his stomach. It wasn't as firm as it used to be. Softer, kinda squishy... He was still too tall for it to be really noticeable.
Jenny showed up at his house that evening, carrying her bookbag. They got their homework done quickly, helping each other as needed. Ollie's mom popped them a big bowl of popcorn, and they watched a movie together. It wasn't long before the entire bowl was empty, 90% of it making a glorious journey into Ollie's expanding stomach. He burped, and Jenny shifted a little, stealing a glance at him. She inhaled sharply, not loud enough for anyone to hear-- except for Ollie, who slowly inclined his head to look at her.
"Jenny..."
"How much?"
"Uh..."
"Come on, tell me! I know you know what I'm talking about," she said, a little impatiently but yet, so subtly seductive...
"I don't know," Ollie admitted, lifting his shirt. "Maybe five or six?" He rubbed the gut, and then Jenny's hand was on his stomach, then both of them, and she made him stand so she could rub his from behind. Ollie almost fell back, his legs feeling like putty. It felt so GOOD, and it was JENNY...
"Oh," she moaned, and he could feel her heavy exhalation on his back. "Ollie, make it bigger..."
"What?"
"*Please* make it bigger!" Jenny begged, giving him a little squeeze, which made his eyes open wide with surprise and pleasure.
"Uh... ok," Ollie shrugged, turning around. Jenny allowed that, but continued to rub his bulging belly.
"I can almost FEEL it," she whispered, grinning evilly.
"Feel what?"
"All that popcorn."
Ollie laughed his head off. "Wow, Jenny." He stood there, basking in her massaging, until she suddenly stopped.
"Aww, why'd you stop?" he whined.
"I wanna make it bigger," she said, lust dripping from her tone. She pulled him into the kitchen, where she found a spray-can of whipped topping. "Perfect," she grinned. They went back into the living room and she had him lay back on the couch. She positioned herself above him, so she could push the nozzle and feel his belly at the same time.
"OH," she moaned again, feeling his belly swell up as she shot him full of whipped cream. When she threw the can away, Ollie's belly bulged upwards like a beach ball, smooth and warm and tighter than an innertube. He could barely speak.
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