So many new options were open to Aaron. So much to eat. Driven by his demanding, expanding middle and his mother's encouragement, he knew he was going to keep eating and growing. But, normal food was too puny for him now. He'd have to try something new.
Aaron glanced around their yard and the house with a fierce, hungry glint in his eye. He was debating what to eat first. In the end, his stomach answered for him. As his eyes swept back over the house, his belly let out an eager groan when his gazed stopped momentarily on his mother.
Not stopping to think just yet, Aaron bent down and (with some difficulty in navigating around his round tummy) picked up his mom and brought her to face level.
I would eat her he thought with rabid excitement. But should I? She's been feeding me all morning; she helped this happen. He then took a strong sniff of his mother; she felt a rush of air sweep from below and upwards towards her little boy's nostrils. Well, there is one way she could keep feeding me.
"Baby," his mother began, nervously, "what are you-"
She was cut off as Aaron's massive, slimy tongue ran across her body. When his tongue retracted and she was pulled away from his mouth, she watched her son lick his lips and again heard that demanding growl from below. At least in this dream world, she tasted delicious.
"It's okay baby. You can do it. It's a momma's job to help her little boy grow up big and strong. And this way I'll always be with you, right?"
Aaron was half-listening. Ever since he'd embraced his bully side, what other people wanted didn't matter much to him. Still, he lover his mother; she'd been so good to him. But not it sounded like she wanted him to do it. Who was he to refuse his mother?
His mind made up, and his stomach cramping from hunger, he lifted her back to his slips and slid her inside. She was still relatively big; it was like cramming a 6" candy bar in his mouth. Thankfully, he'd done exactly that before, and in the dream all restrictions seemed to be gone anyhow.
Aaron rolled her around in his mouth, savoring her meaty, salty flavor. From inside his mouth, he faintly heard his mother say, "That's it! Eat up, baby! Become the strong boy you are meant to be!"
That was all the encouragement he needed. Aaron tilted his head back and rolled his tongue towards the dark pit of his throat. Once she hit the back of his mouth, Aaron gave a strong gulp. A painful, massive lump slid down his fat neck. He could clearly feel its descent, and he could even tell it was moving. After a few seconds, she landed in his stomach. Aaron watched it jiggle with her arrival, and it was accompanied by a cartoonish BOING.
He rubbed over his doughy stomach, digging his fingers deep into his fat flesh to find some sign of his mother. When his mother felt his fingers poke against her from the outside, she eagerly moved to the stomach walls and began rubbing back, not unlike how she rubbed his belly less than an hour ago before his first growth spurt. Aaron murred with pleasure as he felt his mother move inside of him, and his pleasure increased when she began to rub his stomach walls.
Having swallowed a whole human being - and his mother of all people - Aaron's first thoughts weren't guilt, or love, or even gratitude for her sacrifice. No, his first thought was I can't wait to show everyone at school! His stomach grumbled in agreement.
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Outside the dream, Aaron's fat (but not truly gigantic) belly was hard at work breaking down all of the food he had stuffed himself with. However, Aaron sweated more than usual, and his stomach rumbled more forcefully, after this dream's most recent shift. He was definitely going to wake up hungry.
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Back in the dream, Aaron...