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“Eating is such a sensual thing. I really like to tease it out. First I trace my hand against my bloated tummy. I feel how tight and full it is. Then I run my hand across my stomach. I feel how empty it is, how badly it wants me to place this food in my mouth and swallow it down inside it.”
Burning the midnight oil to get a presentation ready in time.
Her bloated belly has been gurgling the whole time, first with pressure and now with hunger. Staying up late has given her a powerful craving for a snack and she’s worried that if she indulges her hungry stomach, it’ll create a painful pressure spot in her intestines from eating too many times in one day.
There’s always an ongoing problem with new girls either swallowing air or eating gas inducing foods in order to “get up the numbers” while they’re on probation.
Rookie mistake. While it does round you out quickly, a belly full of gas without anywhere to go can become a problem over time, as future meals pile up inside, there’s less room for the gas, so the pressure rises exponentially.
Frequent self examination is necessary to maintain what is regarded as acceptable levels of comfort and safety. Trouble spots and opportunities for reorganisation need to be identified. Manual self re-adjustment typically follows, time permitting. Trouble is, sometimes an urgent action item comes in just after they’ve identified a trouble spot brewing. And they’ve got to work through it. With the knowledge ever in the back of their head that little kink inside their belly is accumulating pressure. And it’s getting worse. And there’s nothing they can do about it until they get this task completed.
“OK tummy, I’ve worked really hard and done a really good job today and I’ve earned the right to treat myself. I’m going to enjoy this proper, normal meal and then it’s going to go down easy without any complaints from you about how full you are. I know you can do this, do it for me, just this once.”
Never pregnant, always productive.
The intense work schedules and punishing time commitments leave no time for relationships, leaving the office girls and their tight tummies chronically touch starved.
If you’re respectful and professional about asking, you can definitely get your hands on those enormous round tummies. There’s no baby to worry about taking responsibility for. Their belly will stay round and taut and sensitive until they next get some vacation time - and who knows when that will be?
Food has important political and symbolic meanings in this workplace For instance, if you want to know if a woman likes you, offer her an apple If she eats it all and keeps herself from burping, it means she really likes you Because apples let off a lot of gas as they digest And if she keeps the burps down, to look good in front of you Then all that gas is going to have to be forced downward And end up being locked inside her bloated tummy, without any way to escape All the pressure rumbling around inside her, stretching her tummy bigger and tighter and rounder If she’s willing to go through that for your sake Then she really, really likes you And probably daydreams about what it would feel like For your hands to be pressed against the round orb of her belly Against the tightly stretched skin so sensitive That it’s become her most sensual erogenous zone
The feeling of being under psychological pressure from tight deadlines was a thrill she was always chasing more of.
Now she gets to step it up another notch with the feeling of being literally, physically under pressure from her backed up intestines. Every groan, every gurgle, every twinge of pain as her insides clench tightly, just adds to her excitement in getting the latest task completed on time.
She took the pledge to cut out her bathroom breaks. Every quarter she manages to go without defecating, she takes a selfie next to the toilet, showing her expanding belly.
The valve at the bottom of her stomach has to stay clenched against the powerful pressures which have for months accumulated inside of her belly. She can feel her stomach squeezing hard, to build up enough pressure to send her last meal downwards, beyond the point at which there will be no escape.
The company’s best negotiator contemplates her toughest client ever - her own belly.
If she wants to fit in the work schedule needed to get her performance bonuses, then she needs to fit another 6 months worth of food inside herself, without any release.
Can she pressure her belly to accept such a burdensome demand and keep it on task?
Her goal is to go without voiding her bowels, until the number of week’s she’s held it in, is equal to or greater than her waist measurement in inches.
She’s not talking about clothes.
Before and after letting 3 months worth of meals accumulate in her tummy.
“It’s not about time. It’s about control, mastery, self discipline and demonstrating it to others.
You think I’m short for time? I’ve clearly got enough time to fuck around playing golf. The point is to show people that everything I’m involved with is going to work on MY schedule.
This gut sticking out in front of me is backed up because I wanted it to be, to remind people that if I don’t take shit from myself, I certainly don’t take it from anyone under me and that’s how things work around here.”
The washroom can be a place for brief and wistful moments of introspection and secret regret.
The girls look in the mirror at their distended bellies sticking out in front of them, prisons for the remains of hundreds of meals, in order to better serve the company.
And they wonder, “What have I become?”
