Mommy Is Worried About Your Weight
Chapter 2
Your mouth sal..
🕑 Added 2022-10-11 12:05:27 +0000 UTC
Mommy Is Worried About Your Weight
Chapter 2
Your mouth salivates at the smell of freshly baked brownies. You grab the jug of milk from the fridge, and start to gorge yourself. The brownies are delicious! They're rich, fudgy, and full of chocolate chunks. You moan through a big bite of brownie. Your Mom really is an amazing baker. Absentmindedly you start to rub your bloating belly. You hardly notice as your t-shirt rides up to below your flabby chest.
You can feel yourself starting to get aroused. You've noticed that more, and more when you eat you can feel yourself starting to get sexually excited. Maybe you shouldn't of started touching yourself while eating. How couldn't you? It just feels so very good. Nothing feels more right as when you're stuffing yourself like a pig for slaughter. You love that overfed, overfilled, and tight feeling in your stomach.
Your hand slowly starts to slide downward towards your crotch. You're about to start touching yourself as you see the unread note. It shocked you back to reality. Were you really about to start touching yourself at the kitchen table?! You breath in, and out slowly trying to center yourself. In that moment you notice how incredibly full you actually are.
You mindlessly ate your way through the tray of brownies, and finished off the 3/4th full jug of milk. You lean back in the chair, and sigh deeply. As you tug your shirt down it doesn't quite fit over your engorged belly. The bottom sags out the bottom. Fuck, you really need to update your wardrobe. That's not a conversation you want to have with Mom. You close your eyes, and gather yourself before reaching for the letter on the table.
The letter reads as such:
Hello Hunny, I hope you had a good day at school. These brownies are for an event I'm having this evening with my girlfriends. Please don't eat them. Thanks!
Love, Mom
XOXO
Opps... You sigh deeply again. There's nothing to be done. They've been eaten. All you can do now is apologize. Maybe you can spin this that they were soooo delicious that you just couldn't stop. That's a compliment, right? Fuck... Mom is gonna be pissed no matter how you spin this.
You begin cleaning up the mess you made as the door opens. Mom walks in to see that you've eaten the whole tray of brownies, and drank most of the jug of milk. You flush with embarrassment. Mom... I, uh...
What do you do? (The response with the most votes is how we will proceed with chapter 2.)
