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I was stationed at the edge of the lawn in a foldable chair. I wasn't going to eat anything, just sip on my drink and people watch the big party through my sunglasses. I had a big breakfast that was far too indulgent and didn't need any more calories. I knew my mom would comment if I did and I had already put on a few pounds since I started dating my girlfriend, nothing crazy. I could just tell that I was a little pudgier around the middle. "Happy weight" they called it. Bullshit.
I would stick with my drink and not eat any more that day. That was final. I would watch my intake and start going to the gym starting Monday.
The barbeque did smell good, though... the smell of the sauce tingling in the air. I huffed and tried my best to ignore it. My stomach, however, tugged inside me and whined.
"Hey, babe," my girlfriend appeared next to me, a plate piled with a burger and some chips, "I got you some food."
"No, thanks," I said, "I'm not hungry."
She gave me a look, "You haven't eaten anything since breakfast this morning, you need to eat." She tried to hand me the plate again and this time I took it.
I dug in, finishing the chips in no time and then picking up the burger. I didn't need it. I knew I shouldn't eat any more, but it was so good. Soon it was also gone. I started to feel a bit full, but I was still hungry. That's when my girlfriend appeared again with another plate, this one with another burger. I took it with no protest this time and thanked her.
She winked at me and bent down to kiss me, her hand grabbing my side as she did. I thought I might have imagined it, but she grabbed a little bit of my new weight between her fingers when she did. Something fluttered deep in my gut.
I ate the second burger as quick as the first and now my stomach was definitely full, the button of my jeans digging into me. I stifled a burp and took a sip of my drink. It was so warm out, but I wish I had worn a button up over my tank top to hide the bloating in my abdomen.
My girlfriend appeared again and I almost got excited thinking that she was going to have another burger for me. Weird. I was already full.
Instead she had an assortment of sweets. Cupcakes, cookies, fruits, marshmallows for later when we planned to have smores. I eyed the plate as she ate a couple. She held a cupcake out to me, her eyes darting down to my middle. Her eyes raked along the prominent curve from the two burgers.
I was so full, but something about the way she was looking at me convinced to to take the cupcake. I ate it in a few bites and she was already holding out another one. I ate that one, too, then looked at her expectantly for a third. She smirked.
"If you have another one, that button might pop..." She said, nodding at my shorts.
She was right, they were getting really uncomfortable. So was my stomach, for that matter. It felt so hard and tight and heavy. I didn't think I could fit any more in it, but the way she was looking at me made me want to try.
Like she could read my mind, she handed me a cookie. I finished it a little slower, a hand instinctually going to the curve of my stomach and rubbing it. I moaned a little and stifled another burp.
She finished the treat she was eating and then picked up my drink, shaking it to show that it was empty, "Want me to grab you another beer?"
That continued for the rest of the barbeque and I despite the fact I had to ignore the voice in my head telling me to stop, I had a great time. It was the first time in a while I let myself indulge in as much food as I wanted.
Walking back to the car after the party wrapped up I noticed a slight difference to the way I walked, my body adjusting to the amount of food in me. When I got myself buckled in the passenger seat I put the seat back a little to get more comfortable. I let out a small moan and placed a hand on my stomach. I really over did it.
I felt along my belly as my girlfriend got in the driver seat and it genuinely surprised me how much it sticks out. I ran a couple fingers under the waistband of my shorts to try and make some room, feeling the grooves that the button is making on my skin.
"It's just us, you can unbutton those, babe," she said.
She didn’t have to tell me twice. I did and my belly felt immediate relief, rounding out even more. I sighed with pleasure and I could tell from this moment forward something is going to be different. I just wasn’t sure what yet.