Jason Ruins Jess' Day by JessicaRae

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Commissioned by HungryScorpion featuring his Jason character. ^_^ Enjoy the illustration and the story...

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Jason sat on the couch, his eyes half-lidded as he soaked in the strange mix of warmth from the late afternoon sun and the occasional chilly autumn breeze rattling the window behind him. The living room felt peaceful—except for the wriggling going on inside his stomach. His eyes drifted to the drawing pad and pencil bag left on the side table, remnants of Jess’s last moments of normalcy before he’d stripped her of more than just her focus. He chuckled at the memory of sneaking up on her, catching her mid-sketch, her startled gasp making him laugh then, too. And now, well, Jess was a little more... enclosed.

He sipped his soda, letting out a satisfied sigh. The pile of Jess’s clothes was still scattered on the carpet. He’d admired those plush curves she’d tried to cover up. She was now giving his stomach a fair amount of trouble, struggling and squirming like it was going to do her any good. He glanced down at his belly, bulging with the shape of the woman inside, and smiled lazily.

“Oh yeah, keep struggling like that,” he mused, giving his gut a gentle pat. “That’s definitely gonna get you out faster. Really, you’re doing a fantastic job. Not like it feels like a deluxe massage or anything.”

Jess’s muffled voice hissed from inside, barely audible through the layers of skin and muscle. “Let’s see if you’re still as smug when I slam my fist into your chin!”

He snorted, rubbing his swollen middle with one hand. “Uh-huh. Sure. i mean, you might 'cause some damage to my waistline and me having to break out my big clothes, but i hope not to my chin. you'd look better as a gut than a double chin, in my opinion.”

Jess groaned in frustration, wriggling harder. She managed to get her fist up close to his ribs, but not quite high enough to land that hit she so desperately wanted to give him. “Dang it.”

“Yeah, nice try,” he drawled. “But hey, in case you’re curious, you tasted fantastic. A little like pork with a cherry glaze… maybe some pineapple in there. You’ve got great taste in natural soaps, by the way. None of that chemical stuff. I like my meals organic.”

He punctuated his statement with a hearty pat on his gut, which promptly resulted in a deep, rumbling belch. The sudden tightening of the stomach made Jess squeak, which just made Jason laugh. He took another swig of his soda, the carbonation bubbling inside, mixing with the heat of digestion. The sound of the soda spilling in made Jess jerk and flinch, but her movements were becoming weaker now. The lack of air and the relentless kneading of his stomach walls were starting to wear her down. Jason smirked, his hands roaming over the shape of her body as best as he could from the outside. He prodded and stroked her, feeling the soft curves of her thighs, her heavy butt, her breasts, and even her flushed, panting face. Each push against his stomach made him relish the sensation of her fighting spirit dwindling.

“You know, not that this advice helps now, but you really should lock your windows. Doors aren’t much use if you leave the windows wide open, especially when you’re such... succulent prey,” he remarked with a chuckle.

A wet, ominous gurgle rose from his stomach, followed by the complete stillness of Jess’s exhausted body. Her struggles had finally ceased. Jason smirked, giving the now limp meal inside him one last firm pat, right on where he guessed her butt was. The sloshing sound of her starting to soften inside him was all too satisfying.

“Ah, well,” he muttered with a grin, leaning back into the couch. “Not my problem.”

With that, he shut his eyes, the sound of his contented belly churning filling the otherwise peaceful room.

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Posted by TallyHallJoe 5 months ago Report

The story is good but the art is better!