A sandwich

Coda's unexpected meal in the park.

Coda looked around the park to see if he could see one of his friends. The boys had arranged to meet there that day.
"Looks like I came first." He shrugged and spread the blanket he had brought on the grass in a quiet spot in the park, then threw his backpack on it. He slipped out of his shoes and lay down comfortably on the blanket. He turned over and stretched out comfortably then put his hand under his head and looked up. 'Great.' He thought.
Time passed so he took out his book that he kept in his backpack and started reading to kill time while he waited for the others. A few chapters later he looked at his watch and was surprised that no one had come yet. He sat up and craned his neck to look around but still didn't see anyone.
The weather had also gotten warmer but he decided to leave the very loose hoodie he was wearing on for now.
'Grrroowwwwl' A voice came from under the hoodie. He put his hand on his stomach. "I'm hungry." So he pulled his backpack towards him and started digging around for the snack he had brought for himself.
He triumphantly took out a large sandwich wrapped in aluminum foil. He licked the corner of his mouth as he unwrapped it and smelled the damp smell of ham, tomato, and lettuce. He was about to bite into it when he saw a boy walking past him on the path.
"Hey! Noah!" He shouted. But the boy didn't seem to hear him and just kept walking. So Coda jumped up and ran after him. He caught up to him not far away and grabbed his arm. "Hey, aren't you listening?" He said panting. The boy turned and faced him.
"Oh!" He said and quickly let go of the guy's arm. "Sorry, I mistook you for someone else." He wasn't Noah, although he looked similar from afar, but up close, Coda could see that the boy was completely different from his friend. His hair was wheat blonde, not golden blonde, and the length wasn't right, and the boy was shorter than Noah.
After a few more apologies, he turned around and hurried back to his stuff with his socked feet.
There he saw a kid sitting on his blanket, nibbling on the remains of his sandwich.
"You!" He shouted and ran over, then grabbed the girl by the arm and pulled her up. "That's mine!"
The girl thrashed in his hands until he released her arm. "It's for the one who finds it!" The girl said cheekily. Then she licked a drop of sauce from the corner of her mouth.
Coda looked at the scruffy kid. The girl couldn't have been more than 8 years old, she had short brown hair, wore a pink dress that reached her knees, and her feet were bare.
"You can't eat other people's food!" Coda said disapprovingly.
The girl didn't seem to care that Coda was mad at her. She looked in the direction of the playground and started walking towards it. Coda grabbed her arm again. "I'm not done yet!"
The girl was clearly offended that she had been grabbed a second time. "Stranger danger!" She shouted and waved her free arm. Coda let go of the girl and backed away, looking around but seeing no one nearby. The girl stuck her tongue out at him.
'Groooooowl.' Coda's stomach was still demanding food.
At that, the boy had had enough of her. He walked over to her and lifted her up by the waist. "What are you doing?" She asked, kicking her legs.
"I'm just eating my sandwich." Coda answered simply. Then he lifted the girl above his head. He tilted her back almost parallel to the ground so her feet were in front of his mouth. The soles were a little dark from the dirt on them, but not that much. Coda quickly took the two tiny feet into his mouth.
'Gulp!'
The girl was inside him up to her knees and her feet were already moving down his throat.
The girl tilted her head forward to see why she felt a warm, fleshy wetness on her. Her eyes widened when she saw what was happening.
'Gulp!'
The girl saw her thighs disappear as she slid down and was already submerged up to her hips. Coda then tilted his head back to let gravity help him better then released her waist and held her shoulder with one hand and her head with the other.
'Gulp!'
She slid up to her shoulders, her arms now in the air on either side of her head and below her elbows, unable to move them. Before she could think to scream.
'Gulp!'
Her head was just a lump traveling down Coda's throat.
'Slurp!'
Coda sucked in both hands and closed his mouth.
'Gulp!'
The girl disappeared. So technically she was still there, but she was no more than a bulge on Coda's stomach. He sat down on his blanket, his legs crossed, and looked down at himself. His loose-fitting hoodie didn't really show any signs of his eating. Its only showed the faint line of his stomach in places when he moved in a way that made it a little tighter.
Coda reached under his hoodie and t-shirt to touch his stomach. The skin of his full stomach felt warm and tight under his fingers.
He stroked himself as he felt how active she was inside. "See? I told you I'd eat my sandwich. It's already in here with a little extra." After a little patting, he pulled his hand out from under his clothes. He felt more comfortable until the moment he saw his friends Noah and Aaron approaching.
The two boys waved when they saw him. "Sorry we're late!" Noah apologized and then sat down next to Coda with Aaron.
"It's okay guys." Coda tried to position himself so that his stomach wouldn't be noticeable, but a careless movement revealed that Coda wasn't as skinny as usual.
"Dude, why do you look so bloated?" Aaron asked.
"Oh, this?" He pointed to his middle. "Just a little indigestion." He said dismissively.
Fortunately, the boys were satisfied with this explanation and since the belly was well hidden from them, they did not ask any further questions.
The rest of the day went as planned. They played cards, soccer, threw frisbees and other games. Even Coda kept up with the others, although his weight was noticeably greater. He was really tired and it didn't help that the weather was getting warmer and he was still wearing his hoodie so that the meatball he was hiding wouldn't be noticeable.
No one noticed anything unusual, which was to be expected if even his friends didn't suspect anything. Not even the woman who had come to them to inquire about her missing daughter. Coda just shook her head and the woman moved on.
"Coda, aren't you warm in that hoodie?" Noah asked, looking at Coda's sweaty forehead, to which damp strands of his black hair were stuck.
"I'm fine." Coda assured. "But aren't you hungry?"
Aaron and Noah nodded and went to get food, while Coda stayed behind to take care of their stuff.
When he was left alone, he took off his warm hoodie, the t-shirt underneath was already soaked with sweat, so he took it off too. As the pleasant breeze touched his skin, a sigh left his lips. His large belly was sweaty and because of that, his tight skin shone wetly in the open air.
Coda enjoyed it while he could, although he was waiting for lunch because there was still room in him. And it was also good to know how useful a big hoodie could be. He wondered what the limit was before people found his stomach size strange. Maybe he would find out someday. The point was that everything was fine now, but he suspected that if he told Conor about it at home, he would probably scold him again.