You put the heavy cream in front of me like it was a challenge you already knew I would lose.
Thick, cold, sweet, heavy.
I laughed at first, trying to act like it was impossible, like my body wasn’t already curious, like my belly didn’t already know what was coming.
But then you picked up the belt.
“Put it around your belly.”
I tied it tight enough to feel every breath press against it, every little movement reminding me there wasn’t much room left to grow. My stomach was soft under my hands, rounder than before, already sitting heavy in my lap.
Then you looked at the cream.
The first few swallows were easy.
Cold richness sliding down, filling me slowly, making my belly feel warmer and heavier with every second. I could feel it settling inside me, thick and loud, moving when I shifted. You noticed before I said anything.
“You can hear it, can’t you?”
Every time I breathed, every time I leaned back, I felt the cream inside me. Heavy. Sloshing. Claiming space.
The belt started to press harder.
At first, it was just tight.
Then it became impossible to ignore.
My belly pushed forward against it, growing rounder, fuller, more trapped with every swallow. I tried to adjust it, but you stopped me.
I kept drinking for you, even when I had to pause, even when my body hesitated, even when little burps slipped out and made you smile like you were proud of what you were doing to me.
By the end, I was the biggest I had ever felt.
Round, heavy, swollen with cream, my belly pressing so hard against the belt that when I finally took it off, there was a red mark left behind on my skin.
I lay back on the sofa, completely beached, breathing slowly, one hand resting on the curve of my stomach while you watched me from every angle.
I should have felt embarrassed.
Full in a way that made my whole body feel slower.
And when you asked if I would do it again, I didn’t even pretend to think about it.
I just rubbed my belly, felt the cream move inside me, and smiled.
Inspired by my latest Curvage video😍
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