Deadlock

. Bumper to bumper. People walking between the cars and workers telling them to wait until their cars pulled up to the curb. Even over the deafening rumbles of tires bouncing against asphalt, Miley could still hear the rolling wheels of people’s luggage all around her. Her mind rolled with them, grinding against her brain until it turned to mush.



She sighed and sunk in her seat, her spinni

Linsey's heart pounded with
nervousness as she watched Susan set up to film. Her gaze stayed
transfixed on one spot; Susan's belly. While she was straightening up
the mess she made with all of the snacks, Susan had finished off both
six packs of beer and polished off another joint. Linsey had watched
in morbid fascination as even more of the snack food Susan had
scrounged up quickly disappeared into that pudgy, gurgling belly.
Now, as Susan was setting up, she had a slight stumble to her step,
t

Andrew shuffled into class another with
the other students, not sure quite what to expect. He’d heard
rumors about how tough this class’s teacher was, but it was a
mandatory class he had to attend. Besides, his sisters both took it
and made it out with pretty good grades, it seemed.
Sitting down at a random desk, Andrew
put down his backpack and looked around. Like most of the classes,
the make-up was about 80-20 men to women. That made sense for this
class, he thought.
After sitting for a

Shuxrae
scaled the castle walls with ease, her deft hands gripping bricks
that jutted out from the walls in a ladder-like pattern.
“It’s
almost like she’s inviting assassins in.” She said to herself.
Before
long she reached the open window at the castle’s tallest spire. She
whispered a silence spell and crept through the window.
The
empress’ room was just as Shuxrae had expected. Painted in the
traditional imperial colour of golden orange, rich tapestries hung
from the walls, tanta

Cara trotted into the market square,
clutching the shopping list in one hand. She hated coming here,
feeling so out of place in the noise and bustle away from the
comforting quiet of the goldsmith’s shop. But it need not be a long
trip. She’d just collect the materials that had been requested by
the master goldsmith, and go back.
“Oh, there she is!”
Cara glanced up. Anyone acknowledging
her entering the square was a rare enough occurrence to catch her off
guard. Cara liked to be by herse

Chapter
3 – Epiphany
Lemon
Cheesecake
Carmen
was just about to ask the girls why they wrote down desserts instead
of names. But she was distracted by what was going on. Lemon had
quickly stripped until she was nude. Three other girls approached
her with lemon cheesecakes, and began to smear them all over her
naked body.
“What
– the – hell – is happening here?” Carmen asked.
Lemon
was lying on her back, lifting her feet toward Carmen. “Go ahead,”
she giggled, “Have a taste.

Chapter
2 – Support Group
Carmen
hoped tonight's support group meeting would answer important
questions she'd been harboring ever since eating Brian. How could
she resist these powerful urges she felt? There had to be a way to
keep her alter ego from taking over and repeating what she had done
to Brian. Was there a way to medicate her condition, effectively
ending her ability to swallow anything large? Pharmaceuticals could
be a cure or a curse, but it might just be possible to find a medi

Reluctant
- by Inner Track
Chapter
1 – Cravings and Guilt
Carmen
sullenly contemplated what she'd done recently, and felt sick about
it. How could she ever be at peace with herself now? In fact, how
could anyone indulge in such a reprehensible act? Brian had been a
young adult with most of his life ahead of him, and now he was gone
forever. She rubbed her belly, now barely larger than a full-term
pregnant belly. In one week, she would would meet with a support
group to help stop her from

Katie woke up in the wet, damp
environment of her friend Lauren's stomach and sighed. Her best
friend Lauren had eaten her only the day before and she had been
thinking very heavily since. She wondered if she would ever see the
outside world or her dearest friend again. She had grown to like the
stomach of Lauren somewhat as it allowed her to feel close to her
friend and she enjoyed hearing the sound of her beating heart in the
distance. It was kind of funny but only when Lauren ate her did she

Lauren was crouched down outside her
best friends house, her heart racing intently just being close her.
She took a long breath of air and peered inside the window to see
what she could make out and surely enough there she was Katie. Katie
had been Lauren's best friend since they were almost babies and she
would do anything for her..after all she had fallen in love with her
ages ago. She sighed heavily once again, Katie was truly beautiful
her short golden blond hair and emerald green eyes broug

 I had just finished swallowing Jessica, one of my students. Sometimes the best meals are the ones that you just decide on the spur of the moment. There was something in the air, though it was hard to place it over te scent that my most recent meal had made. Then I realised it was the same scent, a different flavour of course. When my meal settled down I could hear some labored breathing. I looked towards my hallway and saw the outline of someone in the dark.
 
 "Come on swe

 Ms. Faraday, the english teacher, the most beautiful woman in school. She's tall, easily seven feet, maybe more, and I'm not the best judge of weight, but her body is the kind of meaty that still looks great. Her breasts are maybe an E-cup, though this is guess work because of those sweaters she's always wearing, and her hips are wide, a little more then my shoulder width. I once caught a glimpse of her on a hot day when she lifted up her shirt, and her belly is nice and flat. Her skintone

The Voracious Barmaid
I
walked into the bar and saw that they had a new barmaid. She was
quite pretty, and very sultry looking, showing her cleavage in a way
that didn’t make her a slut, but told everyone in the room that she
was single. She had long red hair that went down to her bum, her
right eye was blue and her left eye was green. I walked up to her and
said.
“I’d
like a Vodka Martini, shaken, not stirred.” I say. She giggles.
“James
Bond fan? So am I.” She says seductively. Sh

Batman:
Ivy’s Voracious Attack
By Trinity/UltimaSlash
A few
weeks after Joker’s experiment failed at an abandoned greenhouse…
The
criminal Poison Ivy was hard at work with the vial she found. She
had drank the liquid, not knowing what it would do to her, and became
fascinated with it since. She went as far to create another vial,
just in case.
Her desire
to eat human flesh rose out of nowhere. To her anyways. Her plants
acted as usual but her hunger couldn’t be quite tamed. She sat

Jackie
opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, a drop of saliva hanging
off, snapping. Regina closed her eyes, turning her head as it
splattered across her forehead. “Gross!” She whined. “That’s
disgusting. Let go of me so I can wipe it off or something.”
“No,”
Jackie said, adjusting her hands, her palms pressing Regina’s arms
into the soft fuzz of the couch, delighting in the feel of the
cheerleader’s feet, squirming against her lower stomach. “I think
I’m going to kee

Morgan the Masseuse
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
It was a fairly
unassuming building. It was just a run-of-the-mill professional
office in a strip mall, at least from the exterior. Even the waiting
room looked like something at an orthodontists office. I made sure
to get there early, about fifteen minutes, but I didn't get in early.
The secretary, a congenial little Asian woman named Anna, told me
that the masseuse was on a strict schedule. She was right, as about
five minutes before I was s

Lara’s Problem
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
Hi, my name is Lara and
I've got a problem. No, I'm not an alcoholic or a drug addict. Some
would probably say that being a lesbian is a problem, but I wouldn't.
My problem is that women love to swallow me whole.
Pretty unusual, huh? I
bet you didn't see that coming. I mean, most people have problems
that don't defy the laws of physics and/or physiology, but not me.
No, I've got to be special. I can understand why I'd look good
enough to eat--I

Hello. My name is Mara
and I have a problem. Women are perpetually feeding themselves to
me. I don't mean that in some perverse sexual manner, I mean that
literally. I go walking down the street and the next thing I know
there's some naked chick shoving herself down my throat. Most of the
time they make it to my stomach and that just ruins my figure, since
it gives me a potbelly. If I run into more than one, nothing I own
will fit the bulge it gives me.
I should probably tell
you more abou

Chapter
3: in which there is necessary back-story
    In
the weeks that followed, Maggie had taken to coming over to Susan’s
house for dinner at least once a week. Of course, when Maggie came
over, that usually meant one of the kids was her dinner. On this
night in particular, Tobey and Annie had both gone down their hungry
aunt’s throat and were resting quite comfortably in her stomach,
giving Susan some much needed break time. “You have no idea how
hard it is to manag

Chapter 2: in which word is spread
Most days during recess, Tobey
didn’t play on the monkey bars or swing on the swing. Most days, he
would tell anyone who would listen about his incredible aunt Maggie,
who apparently could swallow food whole. Naturally, there were plenty
of kids who thought this cool, and plenty who thought Tobey was a
liar. Still, they liked listening to him, mostly because he could
tell a good story, and also because he always shared his chocolate
milk. A few weeks ago, Tob

How
to trick a thief
Silena
Slowly opened her eyes as the light of the sun filtered into her room
through her curtains. Rolling over onto her back she immediately felt
some of the pressure in her belly recede, the sensation was a quick
reminder of what had transpired late last night. Smiling to herself
she stretched her body feeling a twinge of soreness near her
womanhood not surprising seeing as she had been rather rough on it
last night but she felt that it was well worth it. Siting up she fel

Nico Robin
glanced up, wincing slightly as one of the gnomes stepped heavily on
her left breast; there was  quite 
a lot of heavy
softness for the gnome to step on, and the pain was faint, but it
still hurt.
"Ah,"
she said briefly, hissing through clenched teeth. “That hurts, tiny
person." The gnome was absurdly cute; she felt like a giant, and
for a moment thrilled in it. Perhaps this was how Jaguar D. Saul had
felt, and she rather liked the idea.
The gnome
stepped he

Suzy adjusted herself in her cubicle,
pulling on her sweater to make sure it covered her massive belly all
the way. Suzy had just hit 39 weeks the day before and still couldn’t
believe how big she’d gotten. Her obstetrician had always told her
she was only carrying one baby, but Suzy always found that hard to
believe. But, ultrasounds don’t lie, and as hard as her baby would
kick her, it was clearly coming from just one pair of legs.
It was just about quittin’ time and
Suzy rolled her ch

(Based on a roleplay a friend showed
me)
John returned home from work to find
his father’s house seemingly quiet. That wouldn’t have been a
surprise, typically, since he’d been divorced for so long so it was
just him. But since John was away at college, his father had met
someone new and gotten re-married. And over the summer, as John
stayed at home, his step-mom would usually be in the house.
Work was always tiring, especially on a
Friday when everyone was rushing to get home, so John wen

“Marisa Kirisame.”
The infamous black-white witch would
hear her name echo throughout her head as she slowly rose to her
feat, clad in nothing but what she was born in. Ugh, her head hurt
like nothing else…Had she gotten drunk?
“Rise.”
Fully getting to her feet, the
petite human witch would scratch her blond hair, her amber eyes
inquisitively staring around. Seemed like she was in her house,
familiar location. Mushrooms and vials all strewn about everywhere,
grass starting to grow out

Angry binging was what I needed, after getting yelled at by three different people for three completely different things, I was done. My tummy rumbled furiously. I half glanced at it thinking I should just swallow up everything in sight. Nothing like a good stuffed up belly to make me feel better. I glared at my cellphone ringing obnoxiously across the room. I Barked out an undeserved and hostile �what!�, only to regret it as soon as it left my lips, Amanda inquired on what could possibly make m

I toss and turn, now laying on my tummy and it feels so hungry. I'm chasing a rabbit in my dreams, a big fat white rabbit. I look at his white face one last time, open my mouth real wide, and IN he goes, head first. It's a white rabbit going down my throat. Alice would see the irony.
I wake up sweating agitatedly, I'm not at home... this is not my bed. Not my sheets.
Oh yeah... a friend of mine absolutely had to have me for a sleep over. hm. She owns a bunny. Oh my!! I was dreaming of wolfin

I'm so aware of my tummy, I'm high and I've eaten 2 sandwiches, 2 sodas, and I'm making another honey banana sandwich. My throat wants it so bad. My lips are almost burning, wanting to open real wide, so I could swallow something big. I want the trip of eating something alive, to suffocate it with my ever hungry belly. I'd be the last it ever felt. All around it. But no. I'm too used to being a vegetarian. I'll start with a huge tomato! One just picked from the tree... I walk around the garden a

The 23-year-old Latina shifted in the
large unkempt bed, and expressed a whiny grunt to the empty room. As
her hunger grew, so did her frustration. Where was he? He had
left well over an hour ago to pick up food, and he wasn’t answering
his phone. She had gone through the kitchen three times, and there
wasn’t a scrap of food left aside from condiments.
Being left to sit and starve wasn’t
good for her. She placed a hand on her abdomen, and took in a deep
breath. It wasn’t good for the bab

Kazham was a
living town, more so than even Rimomo's home of Windurst. The jungle
was alive around the little village, with the sound of insects and
birds keeping the night nice and noisy even after the Mithra had
mostly settled in for the night.
Perfect for
sneaking about, Rimomo thought.
The moon was new,
and the stars' light hardly illuminated the village much. A few
torches lit some areas, but the village was full of dark shadows
where anyone could be hiding. Especially someone as small as R

"Lamiae are
known to sneak into towns in the depths of night, wielding powerful
bows and hunting humans to replenish their [undead] armies; hence the
Near Easterners' dread of sunset."
Adela had heard
the rumors, sure. But it seemed more like a scary story to keep
children in line than anything else. Snake-women who come at night to
kidnap people? Really?
The Hume girl had
come to Aht Urhgan seeking adventure. The Near Easterners were
supposed to be a rough-and-tumble lot, not a bunch

"Let's see,
then... add the water crystal and mix well... this one'll be the one
that works, I'm sure of it."
Five years had
passed since Rimomo had returned alive from Kazham. Immediately after
getting home, she'd taught herself a teleportation spell, and
practiced incapacitating targets with nothing but her mind. She would
not allow herself to be a victim again.
"Hmm, yes,
now the color fades... add a dark crystal for decay..."
The incident had
aroused in her a significant

Night had long
fallen over the Konschtat Highlands. The new moon shed barely any
light over Kitata and Moruru, and in the spirit of the night, they'd
kept their fire low as well.
It had become a
tradition of theirs, each year on the Harvest Festival, to celebrate
Vana'diel's spookiest holiday with some scary stories at midnight,
just outside the supposedly haunted Gusgen Mines. Even after they'd
gone their separate ways, with Kitata going off to adventure and
Moruru deciding to pursue alchemy, t

“Mmm, to eat is divine,” Ruby purrs
contentedly, flopping onto the couch in our little office. She rubs
her stomach, currently nearly as large as I am.
My partner in revenge-getting, Ruby
looks like a normal Mithra. Well, okay, a supernaturally hot Mithra,
all smooth curves and long legs and seductive smiles. I’m not
normally into girls, but if I ever made an exception, it would be for
Ruby. That’s because she is just a little bit supernatural herself
- her mom’s a Mithra, but her dad�

“Okay, guys, the party can start
now!” Rasha said triumphantly, barging into the room and eagerly
waving her hands at the three nightshirt-wearing Mithra inside. “I’m
here, and I brought Kia!”
Three pairs of feline eyes turned
toward the little Tarutaru that had just entered the room beside her.
One of them - her round, green eyes alight with predatory menace as
her fingers caressed a softly rounded stomach - spoke in a voice
dripping with hunger. “Oooooh, Rasha, you brought a snack?

"I can't BELIEVE you, Meine!"
The catgirl simply smiled, tipping up
the wide-brimmed red hat that marked her mastery of red magic. "I'm
sorry, did you say something? I can't hear you all the way down
there."
Tilala made as if to kick her companion
in the shins, then thought better of it. That would be too much.
After all, despite her short stature, she was still a monk. A living
weapon, the flying fists and feet of fury. None could stand against
her.
None, that is, except Mei

Amman,
Middle East, in the year 13079. A man, seeming in his mid-40s, was
heading home through the streets of one of the world’s oldest
cities. It had changed a great deal over the millenenia, of course,
but pockets or districts of ancient buildings had been carefully
preserved – authentic, vibrant remnants of various periods side by
side, still lived in, making any stroll through the city reminiscent
of a journey through time. Thousands of years of global peace had
ensured the protection of

In a brilliant flash
of insight that came just a little bit too late, it occurred to Anna
that Tiki was genuinely angry at her deceit. The oracle was clutching
a dragonstone in hand while staring the hapless merchant down,
carefully-manicured nails clicking against the smooth surface of the
magical weapon as she contemplated what needed to be done to punish
the girl for her trickery.
“Look, Tiki, it's
all about spreading your message, right?” Anna stammered,
attempting to show a disarming s

Dr. Klark’s client
was on time as usual. Bronson Garnette was a man she enjoyed working
with but life was never easy for him. He was generally well dressed
and physically active for a self-described workaholic in a dead end
job. He was about five foot nine and weighed a solid one
eighty-seven. He was sandy haired with freckles and a few wrinkles
from too much sun that came in through the window closest to his
desk. He was hardly the outdoors type. He was lonely and emotionally
adrift at forty-

Batman:
Joker’s Eat’umup Venom
By Trinity/UltimaSlash
In a
disclosed building in Gotham, the Joker was mixing chemicals
together. Harley Quinn, his assistant and partner in crime, came up
and said, “Hi puddin’! Whatcha making there?”
Joker
jumbled the vials in his hand and glared at Harley. “Blast it
woman! You almost made me spill my next scheme.”
“Sorry
puddin’.”
He cleared
his throat and said, “What I got here is my name new concoction. I
call it the Joker Eat’umu

Beware the Belly.
 Claire's second story.
 Claire's belly groaned and shook with hunger. It had been hours since she last ate and Jacob was getting impatient. She rubbed her belly trying to lull her brother back to sleep. She managed to calm him down. However this didn't sedate her own stomach. She ordered that pizza an hour ago where could it be? Just then a knocking could be heard from the door.
 "Finally!"
Claire exclaimed.
 She opened the door to to accept her