Zoe sat in bed, really not wanting to get up. Unfortunately, a kick to the bladder forced her out from the comfort of her covers.
 
“Alright,” she said, rubbing her 6-month pregnant belly, “I’m up.”
 
She got up, went to the bath, and relieved herself before heading back to her room to get dressed. She pulled a white tank top over her modest c-cups, then down past her belly, following it up by pulling on a pair of light-blue maternity jeans. She finished up by tying her brunette hair back in a ponytail that reached her shoulders. Just as she finished, she felt her stomach let out a deep, low growl.
 
“Wow, hungry already.” Zoe looked at her phone and saw that it was already 11. “Geez, I guess I overslept. Oh well, I guess I’ll go out for some lunch.”
 
Zoe put on some shoes and started the walk to a nearby burger joint. The walk wasn’t very long, but even still she felt her hunger pangs getting worse and worse. Once there, she quickly ordered a burger and sat down to eat. Very quickly, one burger became two, then five, then ten, then twenty. It was only once Zoe realized that she didn’t have any more money in her wallet that she stopped. She left, cradling her hungry belly as she walked. Her belly had bloated to the point that her shirt had ridden up, showing off the underside of her belly.
 
“How are you still hungry?” She asked as her stomach growled. “And what am I supposed to feed you? I’m out of money.”
 
About halfway to her house, as she was passing by a park, a small dog with white, fluffy fur, ran up to her, yapping angrily.
 
“Stop that you…” she said, trying to wave it off, “I’m really not in the mood, so shoo!”
 
Even still, the dog continued to bark at her. A rumble in her stomach, though, gave her an idea of how to kill two birds with one stone. Careful so she wouldn’t get bit, Zoe bent down and grabbed the dog by the middle. She kept it at arm's length as she lifted it up, turning it so it was facing away from her. It tried to bite her or wiggle out of her arms, but she held it steady. She took a look around, making sure the coast was clear, before lowering the back half of the dog towards her mouth. She let her tongue loll out as her mouth stretched wide open. The dog tried to kick away as its backside was lowered into her mouth, but she had a good hold on it. She took her first swallow, feeling her throat bulge out as the dog entered. It was still yapping, trying to intimidate her, but she ignored it, swallowing again and quickly approaching its front legs. She used her hands to fold them down and with another *GULP* all that was left outside her was the dog’s head. She thought about trying to push it in, but as it tried to nip at her hands she decided it would be better to just swallow again, sending the rest of it down her gullet. The bulge traveled down her throat, past her ribs, and down into her stomach. Her belly bloated out even further, causing her shirt to ride up above her naval.
 
Zoe let out a sigh of relief, rubbing her gurgling gut as it got to work on its large meal. *OURP* A small belch escaped her lips as she started walking once again. She didn’t make it far before she was interrupted once again. A young woman wearing a lime green sports bra and running shorts came running up to her.
 
“Excuse me,” she said, “Have you seen a dog running around here? He’s pretty small, with white fur, and really excitable.”
 
“Hmm, I’m not sure,” Zoe said. She wasn’t exactly sure what to say, It wasn’t like she could tell the woman she ate it after all. However, a deep, hungry growl from her stomach helped her decide.
 
Thinking quickly, she said, “Actually, I think I might have seen him in the bushes over there.”
 
“Oh, thank you so much!” The woman said before running over. Zoe crept up behind her, trying not to make a sound. Her stomach rumbled in anticipation as she got closer and closer until finally, she pounced. She wrapped an arm around her chest and placed a hand over her mouth before pulling her down into the bushes. The woman tried to squirm out of Zoe’s grip, but it was no use.
 
Zoe leaned forward and whispered in the woman’s ear, “I’m sorry for lying, I didn’t see your dog in here. I did see him though, when I ate him.” The woman stopped squirming, frozen in shock. “I was really hungry,” Zoe continued, “Pregnancy cravings, I guess. But I’m still hungry, and you looked really tasty, so sorry for this too.”
 
Zoe let her mouth stretch open to accept the crest of the woman’s head. She was still stunned, she couldn’t believe this was real. Reality came crashing back over her as Zoe let go of her mouth and swallowed her entire head. She tried to shout, cry for help, but the noise was muffled by Zoe’s flesh. Zoe’s lips slid down over her neck and past her shoulders, sending her head into the tight confines of her throat. The muscles pushed down on her from every side, directing her further into Zoe’s body, down towards her stomach. She tried to lash out at her pregnant attacker, but as she continued to swallow her body her arms were pinned to her sides. As Zoe’s lips slid down over the woman’s slender stomach, her head was deposited into Zoe’s gut. The inside was hot and humid, chewed-up food smushed up against her face, and she felt something else squirming around inside with her. When Zoe swallowed again, up to her waist, she was sure that the something else was her dog when she felt its fur against her.
 
Nearly done, Zoe lifted the woman’s legs above her, allowing them to slide down her throat and into her belly. Her stomach gurgled happily, eagerly working to break down the large meal. *HURP* “Oh man, you were just what I needed,” Zoe said, giving her tummy a playful slap. The woman jostled around inside her, looking for some form of escape. Zoe pounded a fist against her chest as she felt a large bubble of gas trapped within her.
 
*BOOOUUUURRRPPP*
She let out a long, wet burp, and with it, the woman’s lime-green sports bra came up, slapping wetly against the bushes’ branches. Zoe picked it up and wiped it off before saying, “I think this might be in my size, thanks,” and gave her belly another slap. She then began the arduous task of standing back up. Her legs wobbled under the weight of her now massive belly. It was positively huge, hanging down to her knees when she stood and sticking out nearly 2 feet in front of her. Zoe arched back and started her now considerably longer walk back to her house. All the way her belly diligently gurgled and glorped away at its inhabitants, breaking them down into rich nutrients for the baby. By the time Zoe returned home, her belly was nearly half the size, although still far larger than any normal pregnant woman.
 
Zoe flopped heavily down onto her couch and began massaging her tummy. She was there for a while, her belly gradually shrinking until it was a bit bigger than it was that morning. Both her tits and ass strained against her clothes, and a new layer of fat coated her belly. Once again, a kick to her bladder forced her to the bathroom, where she rid herself of what was left of the woman and her dog. After she finished, she made her way to the kitchen, ready to make dinner.
 
“I sure hope you’re not that hungry when you come out,” Zoe said to her belly. Her stomach only responded with a hungry growl.