The "Olympian"
 
It was a beautiful day in the park as Sam took a moment to contemplate her life. She couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with a sense of meloncholy. Life as a stay-at-home mother was all she ever wanted. Her days as a homemaker felt like they were drawing to close. Her daughter Chloe was in her last year of high school and had big dreams of success in the legal feild. Unfortunately none of these dreams included her staying at home with her doting mother. Sam entertained the idea of her daughter getting rejected by all her university choices only to stay home in her mother's care. These thoughts were short lived as following Sam's feelings guilt. Her husband was good company but was always wrapped up in long hours at work. She liked how Chloe had inherited his brains and none of her ditziness.
 
Sam wondered what was left in life after she turned 40. Maybe she should suggest trying for another baby. Despite her age she had kept herself in great condition. Her complexion and skin defied age and any onlooker would swear she looked 30. Her scarlet hair was vibrant and full of life. Her eyes were a waifish pale blue and were only betrayed by the slightest hint of crows feet. Anyone looking at her in the midday sun sitting on that park bench couldn't help but feel an overwhelming urge to save her.
 
Sam's wishful thinking was interupted as a tall stranger stepped into her sunlight.
 
"Excuse me Ma'am, could I get a second of your time?" asked the stranger.
 
Sam was admittedly shocked by the abruptness and tone of her voice but couldn't help but be intrigued why she of all people was approached.
 
"Um, sure thing." Sam blurted out, expecting the tanned brunnette in front of her to ask for directions.
 
"Great!" the tall woman exclaimed, a slight mischevious smile pulling at the corner of her mouth.
 
"I don't know if you've heard of me, but I'm Jessica Wulf." the woman continued. "You might have seen me at the Tokyo Olympics?"
 
Sam hadn't heard of a Jessica Wulf but looking the woman over was quite convincing. Jessica had an unconventional figure. Her tight trackwear revealed a toned midriff, arms and legs. It was her concealed assets that weren't in proportion to the rest of her. Sam would have expected a track athlete to be lean and lithe but Jessica practically couldn't squeeze her breasts into the sports bra she was wearing. Despite Jessica's firm muscles her massive F-cup breasts overflowed the tight bra meant to keep everything down. Even more confusing, Jessica's ass could be seen clearly as the curves seemingly swallowed her running shorts.
 
"I'm so sorry" Sam interjected. "I'm terrible with sports".
 
She could only think how rude it was not to recognize someone who had trained all their life for something. She didn't want to upset the beautiful woman standing before her.
 
"Oh don't apologise, we had so many athletes there I wouldn't expect you to remember us all by name. Especially someone who only won a Bronze medal" Jessica returned.
 
Sam was taken aback. Before her stood one of the best athletes of her time. She was suddenly overwhelmed with curiosity.
 
"Then I owe it to you to help in anyway I can!" Sam stated.
 
"Don't commit to something so quickly" Jessica interjected. "You see I'm training for Paris 2024 Olympics and this time I'm determined to get Gold. That means I've got to due whatever it takes."
 
Sam couldn't help but notice Jessica eying her body up and down. She hoped before she left that her sundress didn't reveal too much of her C-cup breasts her supple thighs but Jessica's glare felt like it tore through her clothes.
 
"I'm not sure how I can help with that?" Sam stammered suddenly feeling quite flustered and hot.
 
"Well" Jessica teased as she leaned in closer to Sam. "Running requires a lot of protein and energy. Your body would do absolute wonders for me. In fact I believe I could turn my morning run into a full marathon if I had you sustaining me".
 
"Pr-PROTEIN?" Sam spluttered. "You need me as food!?".
 
Jessica looked away from Sam hiding a flash of frustration.
 
"Sorry, I got carried away. I just really need to win the Gold at the next Olympics. I've trained my whole life for this. It's so hard feeling the weight of our whole nation and the world watching you."
 
Sam's motherly instinct kicked in. She recalled evenings of her own daughter's grafting text books and her colourful crib notes. Her daughter was moving onto university, her husband had a great career. But Sam wouldn't have anything much longer. She pondered for a second.
 
Jessica immediately picked up on Sam's change of spirit. "If you did help, you'll be the first person I thank when I'm interviewed. Wait. Why don't we film this moment? We could go Viral!"
 
Sam was taken off guard. Not only would she be helping an Olympian but she would also become famous? Her cheeks turned a rosy pink. She could feel an overwhelming sense of pride and purpose gushing out of her chest.
 
"Really, you would do that?" Sam said.
 
"Of course!" Stated Jessica. "Give me your phone, I'll make sure to send it to all your friends and family".
 
Sam obliged, suddenly enamored by the idea of becoming Olympian fuel. Jessica took the phone from her hand and held it up pressing record.
 
"Hi Wulfies, it's your girl Jessica" Jessica paused. "I have..." she cut off.
 
"Sam! Sam Whitehead!" Sam exclaimed excitedly.
 
"Sam Whitehead with me today. She's giving herself up for me on my morning jog. Let's make my Olympic dreams come true! Love you guys and I love you Sam for your contributions." Jessica stated to the camera.
 
Sam waved ecstatically to the camera as Jessica ended the recording.
 
"Would you mind taking your clothes off" Jessica said as she turned to Sam.
 
"Wait, here? In the open?" Sam stammered, her modesty insulted.
 
Jessica paused before smiling. "I can't eat your clothes silly. Plus this happens more often than you think. I bet no one around would bat an eye" Jessica said while slapping Sam's rump.
 
Sam felt a sudden naughtiness rise up inside her. This beautiful woman was going to make her famous. She was going to make one more person's life fulfilled with her body, her mind and her being. In a move that even surprised herself, she ripped her sundress off and let it fall to the floor. All that remained was her simple white push-up bra, lacey panties and sandles.
 
This sudden burst of activity caught the attention of some onlookers in the park but most wrote it off as some new internet challenge.
 
Sam bent over to take her sandles off. Jessica could not help but salivate over the firm but full mommy rump before her.
 
Jessica sat down on the bench where Sam had been sitting.
 
"This is the first time I'm doing this so I'm going to need your help Sam." Jessica said. "Please can you stand up here and feed yourself to me".
 
Sam rosy blush had spread from her cheeks to her chest. She stood on the bench and looked down at the buxom beauty below her. She couldn't but admire how tall Jessica was. Her beautiful olive skin. Her plump full lips. Sam needed this. She needed to be inside Jessica. To fuel her. This was the most selfless thing she could do and she loved it.
 
Sam lifted her right leg and gently lowered it into Jessica's waiting mouth. She expected some resistance but her food glided down the brunette's throat quickly massaged by peristalsis.
 
"Wow, that actually feels really good" Sam said in shock.
 
Jessica could only curl the edges of her lips into a smile and she continued to engulf Sam's leg. After what felt like ages and also mere seconds Sam's foot found grounding in the base of Jessica's stomach. It felt squishy but walls of muscle underneath provided firm footing. Jessica flicked her dark brown eyes towards Sam's left leg and lifted her arms to hold Sam's full rear.
 
Sam lifted her left leg and gently rubbed her foot against her right thigh as it too, slid down Jessica's gullet. Soon only half of Sam's thighs were visible. Sam giggled to herself. This must look so silly to anyone watching. How could something like this even be possible?
 
Before she could think about it any further she felt a sudden tug at her legs. Jessica had swallowed hard.
 
"Don't eat too fast, you'll get heartburn" Sam joked.
 
But something had changed. Jessica's eyes were fixed on Sam's stomach and breasts. Her gaze had turned from a kind glow to a lustful predator focus.
 
Sam's ass should have been a challenge but Jessica kneaded it down into her open maw. Squishing each check and folding it into her mouth.
 
Another massive gulp. Sam was starting to feel a bit concerned. Her ass was firmly lodged in Jessica's throat. What if she choked Jessica? That would be absolutely terrible.
 
Her worries were for nought has Jessica stood up from the bench. The sudden shift opening her awaiting belly to it's new occupant. Sam slipped feeling her knees bend inside Jessica's stomach. She suddenly realised it was getting wet inside the stomach and could feel juices covering her curled knees and feet.
 
On the outside, Jessica's stomach had started to ballon. Half a woman inside her made her look beyond pregnant while her upper half looked like a python. Her sports bra which had beens stretched to it's limits with her massive breasts couldn't hold the additional pressure presented by Sam's ass passing through. Jessica's bra ripped and shot off in one swift motion. Her previously imprisoned , natural, full F-Cup tits fell and jiggled.
 
Sam was none the wiser as her breasts awaited consumption. She thought she should take her bra off now but realised her arm motion was severely constricted. To her surprise however, Jessica somehow twisted her tongue round Sam's bra clip and released her modest mounds.
 
"Oh! Sorry!" Sam blurted as her breasts fell on Jessica's face.
 
For a brief second Sam wondered if this really was Jessica's first time. She had heard of tying a cherry stem into a knot, but that was truly an amazing feat! Her thoughts were cut short as Jessica greedily began pushing Sam's breasts into her mouth. The same kneading process as with her ass. Being treated as bread felt fitting for Sam knowing that soon she would only be food.
 
Jessica's stomach had seriously kicked into gear. Covering Sam in all manner of digestive juices. Sam was enjoying the feeling. Jessica's stomach felt strong, like a firm Swedish massage on her body. It moved, contorted and squeezed every inch of her stomach and legs.
 
Outside people had started to take more notice. Some taking a break from feeding the ducks to look on. Eventually though they went on with their business. Only a few single men kept watching, if only to see Jessica's huge exposed breasts.
 
Sam's head was all the remained in the waking world. So much had happened so quicly her thoughts were barely coherent. The important questions only coming to mind now. Will it hurt? Will there be air for me? What if Jessica doesn't message my friends and family?
 
Jessica who could see Sam's pale blue eyes looking forlornly at the sky cut Sam short. Without hesitation she pushed Sam's head into her awaiting throat with a singular index finger. Sam desperately tried to get one last glimpse of light before her arms covered up her view. She could feel the powerful walls of Jessica's gullet pulling her down to her last home.
 
The darkness and pressure on her body made this portion of being ingested feel the longest for Sam. Even if it was actually fairly short. Jessica slurped up the last of Sam's arms and in a surprise to Sam, Jessica removed her 2 carat diamond wedding band.
 
"He-phrgh" Sam tried to protest but her head had just sunk past the sphicter of Jessica's stomach.
 
Jessica made one last large swallow sending the remainder of Sam to her stomach.
 
"Holy shit you were divine" Jessica exclaimed looking down at her disdended belly. Sam had made her look 9 months pregnant with octoplets. Sam was still upset about her ring but she figured she had no more use for it. Maybe Jessica would give it back to her family.
 
Sam was incredibly cramped in the stomach and tried shifting to get comfortable. Her struggles were for nought and distracted her from the real issue. The liquids in the stomach were drawing closer and closer to her head.
 
Jessica was enjoying the squirming. She reached down and grabbed Sam's torn sundress and used it to wrap her breasts up. She smiled as she knew she could adjust the sundress strap to fit her soon-to-be expanding breasts.
 
Jessica then continued on her walk. There was no way she could jog after such a large meal. What Sam didn't notice was that Jessica had used Sam's fingertip to unlock her phone. She had bypassed Sam's banking app with Sam's fingertip and began transferring all of Sam's money to various other accounts.
 
Once Jessica had drained Sam and her husband's joint account for all it's money she went onto Sam'social feeds. As she scrolled through Sam's memories she stopped by a vending machine in the park and bought some Doritos. She then dropped heavily on the nearest rock and begun munching away.
 
Sam was ditzy. She was easily fooled on the best of days. But even she knew something was up. There was limited swaying in the stomach now and gooey crumbs were beginning to fall on her head. She could tell the smell of Doritos any day. She had such cravings for them when she was pregnant with Chloe. What type of athlete would eat Doritos after a huge meal?
 
"He-phrgh! HEYghphrgh!!" Sam screamed through the walls of Jessica's stomach. Jessica paid little attention to it. She couldn't believe how easy it was to convince this dumb bitch she was an Olympian. She chuckled a bit to herself and slapped her stomach with such force that Sam's entire world shook.
 
Jessica Wulf was no athlete. Her muscles were an ironic consequence of her high-protein diet. Her real career was as a vore influencer. She had grown quite a following of "Wulfies" that loved her cruel cruel and unusual methods of getting woman down the gullet. The industry was fairly young but the money exceeded most niche Only-Fans and Instagram categories. Nevertheless, Jessica had expensive tastes. The ring in her pocket and the funds from Sam's account would go a long way to funding her next trip. Hell, maybe she WOULD go to the Paris Olympics.
 
Sam was getting tired. Her endless banging of the walls of Jessica's stomach did little to help her situation. Her bottom half had gone numb and the stomach juices were about to cover her head and mouth.
 
As Jessica continued to scroll through Sam's phone feed a new post popped up. On the feed was Chloe, Sam's daughter. In the picture was an aghast and ecstatic freckled beauty. She was holding a letter bearing a childish grin. The post was captioned "Guess who's going to her first choice school!".
 
Jessica smirked and wondered if she should give Chloe one last chance to see her Mom.