RVGleason
11-03-2006, 07:21 PM
BHM Stuffing ?????
This just a short story idea I developed with Plumplin:
Fair enough - apparently this one is fair game for anyone to develop.
Fill Him Up!
begun by RVGleason, completed by ????
He struggled as he got out of the recliner, his belly sloshing, wobbling from the 5 cannisters of milk shake she made him drink, his whole body rippling with each step as he waddled to the bed. He plopped on the bed, his huge belly shaking like a mountain of jello. Suddenly, she came through the door, wheeling a cart with several more cannisters of shakes on them and a funnel.
He tried to protest, but she smiled as she placed the funnel in his mouth, and patting his belly and giving him a wink, began to pour. 5 further cannisters later, and she finally removed the funnel as he layed there like a beached whale unable to move his bloated body, which was just the way she wanted him.
She giggled as she poked his balloon-like belly and it swayed and rippled at her touch. Massaging his belly was like kneading a huge mound of dough, and she loved it. She loved the way her hands sank into his doughy flesh.
He gave her a shy smile as she picked up the funnel again and whispered, "come big boy, let's see if you can handle another 5 shakes". It was only after she placed the funnel in his mouth that he noticed that it wasn't a funnel but a hose attached to an even larger cannister of shakes, and he knew it held more than just 5 shakes. He struggled a bit, but he couldn't lift his bloated, fat arms. With a sigh of surrender, he lay there as she gave him another wink and turned on the cannisters faucet full blast.
RV :eat1:
This just a short story idea I developed with Plumplin:
Fair enough - apparently this one is fair game for anyone to develop.
Fill Him Up!
begun by RVGleason, completed by ????
He struggled as he got out of the recliner, his belly sloshing, wobbling from the 5 cannisters of milk shake she made him drink, his whole body rippling with each step as he waddled to the bed. He plopped on the bed, his huge belly shaking like a mountain of jello. Suddenly, she came through the door, wheeling a cart with several more cannisters of shakes on them and a funnel.
He tried to protest, but she smiled as she placed the funnel in his mouth, and patting his belly and giving him a wink, began to pour. 5 further cannisters later, and she finally removed the funnel as he layed there like a beached whale unable to move his bloated body, which was just the way she wanted him.
She giggled as she poked his balloon-like belly and it swayed and rippled at her touch. Massaging his belly was like kneading a huge mound of dough, and she loved it. She loved the way her hands sank into his doughy flesh.
He gave her a shy smile as she picked up the funnel again and whispered, "come big boy, let's see if you can handle another 5 shakes". It was only after she placed the funnel in his mouth that he noticed that it wasn't a funnel but a hose attached to an even larger cannister of shakes, and he knew it held more than just 5 shakes. He struggled a bit, but he couldn't lift his bloated, fat arms. With a sigh of surrender, he lay there as she gave him another wink and turned on the cannisters faucet full blast.
RV :eat1: