The drive home was not very comfortable for Madison. The eight-year-old's belly was stuffed full with food, and while she enjoyed being stuffed past her capacities, driving over the bumpy road was not the most pleasant of experiences. When she let out grunts of slight pain though, Wendy bent over and rubbed her tummy in order to make her feel better. Wendy's gentle strokes changes her grunts of pain to grunts of passion.
“Maddi's not feeling very good, Dad”, she said to their father, Hal, who gave them a quick glance over his shoulder and laughed.
“Ate too much, huh?”, he teased affectionately.
“Noooo...”, Madison tried to protest, even though she knew it was very obvious she was lying.
“Well, I know just the remedy for that”, Hal said.
When they finally got home, Hal picked Madison up from inside the car and carried her inside. Wendy followed behind. Usually, she would get envious if their father treated Madison like a little princess, but after the movie and after feeding Madison, she was in too good a mood for it to be tarnished by something so trivial.
Hal carried Madison into the big, comfortable living room and placed her on the sofa, where he wrapped her into a blanket like a toddler. Then he left the room. How bloated Madison was from eating so much food was very obvious now. Ever since they moved here, she had been eating a lot more than before and it had started to show. Even when she hadn't eaten anything, her belly protruded a bit and jiggled whenever she ran. Her butt also had gotten bigger and her face had gotten just a tiny bit more cherubic, too. Wendy and Madison's father wasn't bothered by this at all. He called it “baby fat” and said that growing girls had to eat a lot. But now, just after eating all those snacks, she had a full stomach that stood out as a round, heavy sphere that was obvious even under the blanket. She let out the most petite of burps as she sprawled on the sofa.
Wendy took a cloth from the kitchen to wipe Madison's face.
“You're a spoiled piglet”, she said as she did so. Madison giggled.
Just then, Hal came back and beamed at his two precious daughters.
“I prepared a bath for you, Maddi. It will make your tummy feel much better”, he promised.
“Awesome!”, Madison cheered and raised her arms to indicate that she wanted to be carried to the bathroom.
“Wendy, you may watch TV if you want to”, Hal told his other daughter cheerfully as he lifted Madison up, leaving the blanket behind.
When Madison leaned over her father's shoulder, her stuffed belly pressed against his chest and she had to burp again.
“Urp... 'scuse me”, she murmured under her breath.
Hal just laughed and carried her outside. Wendy sat on the sofa with the remote control and wrapped herself into the blanket that had been preheated by her rotund sister.
The bathroom was warm, lit by the nice modern LED lights from above, with a white and cream interior and a glossy natural stone tub in which water shimmered promisingly. Thick bubbled floated above it, iridescent under the bright lights. The air smelled sweet and kind of pink. Hal placed Madison onto the bath mat and examined her frame with his eyes.
“Aren't you ever the growing girl”, he exclaimed.
Her spandex pants were really tight on her, they wedged into the crack of her slightly bigger butt. Her tank top stretched over her stuffed stomach. Luckily for her, her slight weight gain had made her face look softer and had given it an almost angelic quality so she looked even cuter. Even before, it was next to impossible for Hal to be mad at Madison, but now, he was close to melting under her sweet gaze.
“My clothes are making me uncomfortable, though”, she said sadly.
Hal was completely blind to her weight gain or the fact that she overate, so he answered: “It's no wonder after a big meal like this. But don't worry, we'll get you out of those and the warm water will make you comfortable again in no time.”
So he helped her out of her clothes. She wiggled herself out of her top with his help and looked down at herself. Her belly really looked rounder than usual and both it and her sides spilled over her pants... but those were really tight anyway, she told herself. Hal helped her out of those, too. She placed a hand on her belly and looked up at her father. He just gave her an adoring smile, lifted her up and placed her into the bathtub, where she lumped back and let out a soft moan. It was candy cotton scented bubble bath, her absolute favourite. Hal took a soft sponge, leaned over the tub, gently placed a hand in the small of Madison's back and started rubbing her stuffed belly in big, soothing circles. Her taut stomach groaned and gurgled and she thought it really sounded like a purring cat. She enjoyed the feeling of the big meal sloshing inside her almost as much as this pampering session – which, she thought, she really had deserved for herself after managing to eat such an amount of wonderful foods.
Her father lovingly massaged her bloated belly like a professional massage therapist, all the while she moaned in ecstasy, rubbing her tummy gingerly herself. From time to time, she burped to let out a bit of pressure.
After a long, soothing massage, Hal announced: “I gotta go now, Maddi. You can relax here for a while and let your tummy settle. I'll come back and dry you.”
“'kay, Daddy”, Madison purred, feeling completely relaxed.
Hal went into the kitchen. After the massage and more time of relaxation, he was sure Madison would be able – and more than willing – to eat something again. So he started to prepare her favourite...
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