you sit in class on a friday afternoon. the professor is doing their usual (boring) lecture for the class. why did you even pick this one..? geology..? but, having your best friend victor next to you makes enduring the boredom a little manageable.
but.. victor seems a little off. you look next to you to see him with his hand on his middle slightly rubbing it from side to side. he grimaces in discomfort. then, you realize theres a symphony of grumbles and bubbling sounds coming from his poor stomach. his stomach loudly complains as he tries to keep his focus on the lecture.
you try not to embarrass him by shifting your gaze back at the professor.
"my stomach hurts so b-bad..." you hear a small voice, it's victor. he doesn't look at you, keeping his gaze in his lap with his brows furrowed. he knows you heard him though.
"what's... making it so loud?" you ask softly. a deep rumble comes out of victor's stomach after you finish your question. he holds back a grunt in pain.
he shakes his head, "i-i don't know.. i ate what i normally do for lunch.." he struggles to get out as the gurgles are non-stop. his breathing has gotten shakier
then, in the silence surrounding the professor's lecture, victor's stomach lets out a roaring growl. the professor pauses slightly and heads turn towards the back where you and him are sitting.
"victor, was that you? or well, your stomach?" the professor calmly asks. victor's cheeks burn, possibly more than his belly.
"s-sorry... hgn.. p-professor," victor chokes out.
"excuse yourself if you need to," the professor says sternly and brings his attention back to the board to continue talking. heads turn back to the front after a few more seconds of staring.
you feel terrible for victor right now.. the embarrassment must be unbearable. but.. god, he's so hot in this state, isn't he?
"i-i need to go to the.. bathroom.." victor whines.
no, then the noises will all be gone.. you selfishly think to yourself. what's gotten into you? this situation is horrible for victor...? but... his stomach sounds are intoxicating.. and he’s so pitiful with his tummy like this.
you look around the room to see if anyone is looking. the professor has his back turned to the class. you take this chance to grab victor by his hand, drag him out of his seat quickly and race out the room.
he gasps and grunts while holding his bubbling stomach from the sudden motion
you both run out the building’s backdoor to the parking lot. you scan around quickly as the cold wind pushes against your face. you finally spot your car and drag victor along with you. his moans and belly sloshes are all you can hear behind you as you book it
you make it to your car and you both get in. victor gets in his seat and closes the door as he breathes heavily. you brush your hair out of your face as you close your door.
"h-hey... why did you d-drag me here- ooooh.." victor groans. he wraps both arms around his belly as everything bubbles inside.
"thought we could use some fresh air," you say, "and i guess so we can be alone as well."
victor looks at you slightly but then looks back down at his lap, trying to focus on calming his stomach
the car is silent and the only thing that is heard is victor's upset stomach letting out a series of glorps and bubbly rumbles, along with a small moan from him in response.
"s-sorry.. my stomach-" victor begins
"don’t worry," you interrupt him, “it’s cute.”
victor turns his head to look at you in confusion
"h-huh? what? i'm confused," victor says, eyeing you up and down.
"your stomach noises.. or well.. yeah, your stomach noises.." you awkwardly admit, "i don't mind them i suppose.." how could you get yourself to tell him the truth? you don't mind them, yeah right! you love them. you can't ignore the heat you feel in your core with every growl that leaves victor's stomach.
“this? m-my sick, rumbling belly that sounds like i-its about to literally blow?” victor tilts his head back with a moan while his stomach rumbles deeply beneath his palm.
“exactly that..” you say, “the sounds.. how bloated your belly is.. how cute your reactions are..” you continue, “it’s pretty hot y’know..”
victor’s sick face turns into a blushing mess as his free hand goes to his red cheek. he can’t decide if he wants to bolt out the car and back into the classroom.. well, that’d mean another hour of sitting in embarrassment.
“i-i.. don’t know what to say,” victor says, “i’ve never heard of someone being attracted to my stomach-“ he’s interrupted by a cramp followed by a bubbly gurgle from his belly. his hands go to grab his stomach but yours reaches his belly first.
you both blush. he stares at your hand on his bloated mid-section. you feel the mess rumbling harshly beneath your palm and your core swirls. head fuzzy.
you look at each other, “i-its okay..” victor nods.
you start making circles on the top of his stomach. gurgles and glorps fill the car.. and his whines. he blushes with embarrassment and a tiny bit of.. pleasure..
your hand moves down to the middle of his belly. the grumbling becomes longer and deeper. victor whines and squirms in his seat, making his stomach slosh.
“such an upset stomach..” you tease, “i can feel every rumble and churn under my hand.”
“p-please.. more..” victor stutters out. he blushes harder. you apply just a little pressure to his belly as you rub it, earning an unhappy and harsh bubbly churn.
“how about.. you let me take care and have some fun with this belly of yours?” you wink.
victor doesn’t know what to feel… excitement.. embarrassed.. or even scared - but he does know.. he wants you to push his stomach to its limits ~
note: this was started all the way back in 2024.. so i decided to finish it to have something put out after awhile! hope it’s okay hehe..
