Fat Belly Stories

 Cuddle sessions with MJ have become my favorite part of the week. She’s just so fun, loving, and makes me laugh. Our cuddle sessions have consisted of just us laying there holding each other, until one day when she got a little Handsy.  MJ poked the side of my tummy and I could see her eyes squinting up with a big smile.  I squirmed, because it tickled. She said, “Are you ticklish?”  I said I wasn’t sure- maybe since that one little poke she just did made me jump. She then walked two fingers up the side of my midsection and I couldn’t help but start giggling uncontrollably. It made her laugh too.  I laid at about a 45 degree angle against the head of the bed with a pillow behind my back. My belly was bulging out quite a bit, and MJ poked the other side of it, making it jiggle a little bit. I laughed hysterically. I grabbed the end of my big bulging middle and leaned to the side.  “I just can’t help it” MJ said. “You’ve got the cutest little round pot belly...

 A couple months later, I had gained even a little more weight. It all seemed to go right to my belly. Whenever I walked, my belly jiggled up and down, and it made me self conscious. Dan got this idea that he saw for sale online- it was called a “belly band” and used for support. However, it was marketed to women who were pregnant or post partum, and I was neither. I was just way too big around the middle!  He bought me one, and I tried it on.  I had to strap it above and below my entire midsection, and lift my whole belly up to do so. When I fastened it all up, my poor tummy just *really* popped out far!  I actually looked like I was pregnant.  It definitely felt better to wear it, though. There was no jiggling when I walked, and I had no lower back pain. But my belly stuck so far out from how much it was being lifted that Dan went out and bought me maternity clothes. We only had enough money for two dresses and one pair of pants with a top. But with my old clo...

 It had been three months since I last saw Andy. As we laid together getting caught up on lost time, I couldn’t help but start rubbing his belly. The first thing I noticed when he picked me up was how fat he’d gotten!  It almost looked like he had a basketball under his shirt. When he sat in the recliner, it was really bulging out.  Then When I started rubbing it, he blushed and grabbed my hand. “I know,” he said. “I’m getting way too fat.”   I tickled him and kissed him so he wouldn’t be embarrassed. “There’s more of you to love.”  He blushed again and said, “WAY more.”  I rubbed my hand around his big, round midsection and started realizing that his belly was even bigger than I thought!  It was very soft and jiggled when I tickled him.  Andy said, “When I first came here, I could eat whatever I wanted because no one was here to tell me I couldn’t.”   I nodded and said, “I know.  We are free.”   He smiled softly.  He held me c...

 I was getting ready for a night out with my boyfriend when I noticed my favorite shirt was feeling a bit snug in the middle. I decided to wear it anyway, but as soon as we got out of the car, my boyfriend couldn’t help but point out the obvious.   “Uh oh,” he said, poking my navel.  “Someone’s been eating a little too much.”  He teased me by running his finger along the bottom of my belly, which I hadn’t even noticed was hanging out the bottom of the shirt!  I grabbed my midsection, mortified. I didn’t realize I’d gained so much weight!  I pulled the shirt down to try and cover my bulging middle, but it would just creep back up with the slightest movements. “Woah!” I exclaimed! “My belly really got fat!”   My boyfriend gave me his jacket so that I wouldn’t be so exposed. I was able to zip it up around me, but it was a very tight squeeze. I really had to struggle to get the jacket zipped up around my fat belly. At the end of the evening, I took off the...

 Dan and I were in a very tough spot. We were totally broke!  Luckily, I got hired for a new job starting on Monday. The job would give us some breathing room.  The problem was that the required uniform was black pants and a white shirt. I had two pairs of black pants and one white shirt, but I had gained so much weight that I was afraid they’d be too tight on me.  “My first few days on the job are going to be hard with super tight clothes until I get my first check,” I told Dan. Dan looked at me with some doubt in his eyes. He poked my navel and said, “Are you sure you can even still fit in those?”   I shrugged. Dan then said, “Why don’t you try them on before Monday?  That way we have time to get you bigger clothes if they don’t fit. You’ve really gained a lot of weight, I’m not sure those old clothes will still work.”  He put his finger back in my navel and did his favorite little tease move- jiggling my belly up and down.  So I went to my clos...

 I had always struggle with my weight, but lately it seemed like my belly was growing a lot! It had gotten so big and round that I often felt like I was going to pop. Most of my clothes were getting very tight, and some wouldn’t even button around me. Dan always tried to make me feel better about myself and always told me how cute my curves were. But sometimes, he couldn’t resist teasing me about how fat my belly was. One day as we were sitting watching tv, he snuggled up next to me and started tickling me right in my middle. I couldn’t help but giggle as he made my belly jiggle and bounce. It was a strange sensation, feeling my whole big midsection jiggle up and down so much. It also made me feel strangely happy and loved. Then he told me I looked like Santa Claus with a big bowl full of jelly.  I got him to stop tickling me and leaned back on his futon with my hand at the end of my protruding midsection. I asked him if I could tell him a secret. He said “What’s that?”  ...