Mya stumbled in a drunken haze out the backdoor of the club she was having a wonderful time in only an hour ago. She was drinking, dancing, and most importantly looking out for a man she could bring home with her. She had been rather successful too, finding an excellent-looking hunk. They flirted, danced, and drank, and before they left, they decided to use one of the club’s private rooms. From there they got a little frisky, grinding against each other, making out. If Mya got to take this man home for some fun, it would have proven to be a perfect night out.
 
However, everything changed when the man, trying to spice things up a little, stuck a thumb into Mya’s mouth. Still intoxicated from their night, the man lost his balance, sliding off his chair. Before either of them had noticed, the entirety of the man’s forearm had slid down Mya’s throat.
 
 
Mind clouded with alcohol, Mya thought that this was pretty cool. With that added benefit that he tasted REALLY good, she decided to swallow. Surprising both her and the man she was with, he was dragged in all the way up to his shoulder. Thinking the situation was just as cool as Mya did, the man decided to stick in his other arm. Just the same as the first, Mya’s jaw stretched, ready to accept it. She swallowed up to his other shoulder, finding herself stuck. She let out a discontent grunt, almost ready to give up when the man cut in.
 
 
“Hoooold on, back up a bit, I’ll pussh my head into place,” he slurred.
 
 
And she did, backing up just enough for him to tuck his head between his arms. Now in place, she pushed onward, swallowing her way down his chest. As she started to reach the lower parts of his body, she sat back in her seat dragging him up out of his. Her belly began to spill out onto her lap as the man filled it, his legs easily sliding down Mya’s gullet. She let out a content sigh, feeling the man inside her stomach squirming into a comfortable position. He tried to say something, but she couldn’t make out anything distinct through her flesh.
 
 
As she sat alone in the private room caressing her large gut, her thoughts began to clear.
 
 
“What the hell did I just do?” She thought to herself. “Did I just eat someone? Whole?!”
 
 
Panic started to spread over her, she tried to retch, trying to get him out. When that didn't work she tried reaching down her throat to grab him, but that proved impossible as well.
 
 
“Oh my god! This is impossible! I-I need to get out of here! No one can see me like this!”
 
 
Mya got up, stumbling forward as her bell dragged her down. She arched her back and ran as fast as she could for the back door, stumbling out into the alleyway. She looked around to find that, unfortunately, the alley was already occupied. A woman in a tight black dress was leaning against the club wall, smoking a cigarette.
 
 
“Hey, you alright?” She asked. “You are… REALLY pregnant.”
 
 
“Y-yeah, I’m good,” Mya said. Unluckily for her, the man decided to adjust himself, pressing his face out against her belly wall.
 
 
“Holy shit!” the woman yelled, “What the fuck was that!”
 
 
Panicking again, Mya shouted, “I’m sorry!” before rushing her, pinning her against the wall with her belly. With her surprise advantage, Mya took the opportunity to shove the woman’s head between her lips. Mya grabbed the woman’s arms and held them still as she swallowed, repeating her actions from only a few minutes earlier. She backed up from to wall, allowing the woman to rest on top of her belly as she slurped her up. Being far more slender than the man, and already warmed up, it didn’t take very long before Mya had the woman fully packed away in her gut.
 
 
Her belly hung low now, almost touching the ground. It thrashed from side to side as the woman inside fought for her life. Mya could hear her shouting, but just like with the man she couldn’t make out any words.
 
 
“I’m so sorry,” she said as she waddled as fast as she could toward the parking lot. Finally finding some luck, she was able to make it to her car without being spotted. As she walked up to her car though, her luck quickly ended.
 
 
“There is no way I could fit in there now,” She said, turning and looking away from the car. “I’m going to have to walk home, aren’t I.”
 
 
She huffed, took a deep breath, and started walking down the street. Once again it seemed luck was on her side. As she trudged her way home, ducking in and out of alleyways, it seemed as if no one else was out tonight. It took a whole three hours, but she finally found herself back at her house. She fumbled with her keys before sticking them in the lock. Once she was inside, she locked the door again and plopped down on the couch.
 
 
As she fell, her belly jiggled, now a fair bit smaller than it had been. Mya looked herself over, finding that she now had a new thick layer of fat coating her body. She grabbed hold of her tummy, feeling its contents slosh about inside as she shook it.
 
 
“Man,” She thought, “I am gonna get so fat.”