Beer

By

Portly Robust

Kim and I were driving back from the studio on highway 12 when we saw a diner and decided to get a bite to eat. I had finished the recording of a voice-over and Kim was the mixer board operator. Next to the diner was a little gas station that sold beer, wine, and a few groceries. I was telling Kim about my days living in the commune and how we partied. "I couldn’t be beat, when it came to shot-gunning beer." I said. Kim got a look of challenge on her cute round face. "You won't be able to down more than I." she said with a grin and her right eye brow raised. I suggested that we skip the food and go for the beer. She agreed. So I went into the small store and returned with two cases of Coors tall's. We decided to go to her place and have our competition their.

We arrived at Kim's house and traipsed in to start the competition. Kim was packed into a pair of tight blue jeans which made her long full legs show their strength and a snug fitting halter top that made her impressive breasts stand out. She motioned for me to be seated and excused her self to change clothes. When she returned she was wearing a skimpy pair of shorts and a bathing suit top. This was the first time since I had been working with her that I was able to get a really good look at her impressive Amazon like body.

Kim stood as tall if not taller than I at 5' 10" with wide round shoulders and weight lifters arms. Her breasts had to be a 40-DD with her frame tapering down to her round full middle at about a 30" waist. Her hips were wide and round maybe a 38" and her butt was tight. She had long legs and her thighs were fleshy and strong. Her calves were those of an acrobat full and toned.

I had worked with Kim on occasion and noticed her attention toward me when I was around, but did not really pick up on her interest until now. Flaunting her grand body she rubbed her middle with both hands as she said, "Well, come on. Lets get to it, shall we?" Walking into the kitchen Kim looked as fine a woman I had ever seen. She soon returned with an old fashioned Church Key to open the bottom of the beer cans with.

Kim grabbed one of the 16 ounce cans of Coors, punched a hole in the bottom with the church key, put it to her mouth, and popped the top. The beer flowed out of the can and in to her mouth in a mater of seconds. She crushed the can in her hand as she finished it. I then proceeded to down a can. Even up now.

Kim said, "This will never work. Let me go get the funnel." That would be ok with me, cause now we could really race. She returned shortly with a funnel attached to a 1 inch diameter 3 foot long tube. She handed me the contraption and told me to fill it up with beer. She then put the end of the tube into her mouth and motioned for me to fill it.

I put two cans in the funnel, it wouldn’t hold any more. Kim sucked the beer out of the funnel in nothing flat and said, "Fill it up!" I did so. Another two cans, and she sucked them down just as fast. She motioned for me to fill it up again. As I was doing so I could see the level going down in the funnel. Four cans later she waived her hand and sucked the contains of the funnel down into her expanding belly which had grown much rounder and fuller.

"I am topped out. Boy, is my belly full. Look at how big it has become." Rubbing it with both hands and a smile on her face, "It can get bigger, watch." She shook her body side to side while she held her belly and then let go. It started to swell larger, poking out 8 to 10 inches from where it started. "Wow, their are a lot of bubbles in their now. I will wait about a minute and go again." Kim belched long and hard and her belly shrank a bit. She then told me to fill the funnel up again with as much as it could hold. She was putting the beer away as fast as I could get it into the funnel. Another 8 beers later she stopped. Her belly was very round and full, poking way out.

Stuffed full after just finishing 4 gallons of beer she said, "That's all I can take for about an hour. I will have to let the beer work through my system." She seated herself on the couch to rest. Sitting their she would swing her belly side to side and watch it grow from the foam the beer was making inside it. It had become so full she really looked like she swallowed a basketball. She was also quite drunk and told me she felt a little hungry. "Hungry? How can you be hungry? You have just finished more beer than I have ever seen anyone drink in my life." "Well, the beer goes right through and leaves me feeling hungry. Will you go get the big cake pan of Jell-O out of the refrigerator for me?"

I got up and went into the kitchen and found the cake pan. It was 18 inches wide, 30 inches long, 4 inches high and must have weighed 10 pounds. Kim also asked for a knife which she used to cut the Jell-O into 2 inch cubes. With the pan sitting on her lap, she started to pop the Jell-O cubes into her mouth and swallow them whole. One after the next she continued to stuff herself with the Jell-O. She ate the Jell-O as if she hadn’t eaten in a month. With a ravenous hunger she ate, and ate, and ate. Not paying any attention to her size she would arch her back stretching her belly out in front to enormous proportions. Shortly after she had finished half of the Jell-O, she stood and waddled off to the bathroom.

Walking back from the bathroom I could really see the immense size of Kim's body. Her bare middle was the largest thing I had ever seen in my life. She sat next to me, picked up the cake pan and continued to inhale the Jell-O cubes. "Why do you do this?" I asked. Not wanting to stop eating she reluctantly said, "I like the full feeling inside and my belly gets Sooo Big and round it feels great. My belly goes back to normal size after about a day and that's when I miss the feeling. I haven’t had a chance to gorge my self for about a week, and I felt you could handle it so I am going to really gorge myself tonight. OK?" "Cool. I kinda like looking at your bloating body, can I touch your belly?" "Sure" "Wow. It's so full, round and tight." I rubbed her big belly and watched as she just about melt in to a pool of contentment on the couch. "OOOH God that's great. Keep going. Yes Yes. Oh that feels so good. Keep rubbing while I make it bigger." I rubbed her swollen belly as she stuffed the Jell-O into her mouth and swallowed. More and more she ate. Bigger and bigger her belly became with me rubbing it all the time. It was large enough now to rest atop her powerful thighs and growing larger and larger as she would stuff the Jell-O in.

Much to my surprise I was becoming turned on by this girls belly becoming the biggest thing I ever had the pleasure to play with. Finishing the pan of Jell-O, she got up and went into the kitchen to look for more food. I went along to help, and to play with that huge belly as she waddled around the kitchen. She loved it as I would grab her around her middle and draw her toward me putting a little pressure on her overstuffed belly. She would give a slight moan as I squeezed her and then say, "Yes,,, Yes.." She found some homemade macaroni salad which was in a 2 gallon jug and started to devour it. No more beer for her, she grabbed a 2 liter bottle of 7-UP from the counter. The soda was warm and I hate warm soda, "Are you going to drink that warm?" I asked. "Yep. It makes more bubbles that way and helps my belly expand." I was getting to wonder now how could her body expand so. "How is your belly able to expand so large? I have a feeling you will hurt your self." "No, I will not get hurt. I was born with the digestive tract the size of two people. When I was born I weighed 19 pounds 12 ounces. My body wasn’t very long, only 21 inches but my middle was very fat and round. The Dr.'s quickly ex-rayed me and found that my insides were as large as a 3 year old. As I grew up I always had a full round belly and could out eat anyone, even an adult. I enjoyed eating and the full feeling it gave me so I ate and ate until I felt stuffed. My Thyroid gland started to run-a-muk when I was 8 years old and I grew tall quickly. By the time I was 11 I was 5 foot 11 and weighed 145 pounds. All this has something to do with a defective gene or something. A normal persons stomach can hold a little over 3 quarts and that’s if they are absolutely stuffed, but mine can hold just under 2 gallons. Also as I push more and more into my belly the stuff is forced down into my oversized intestines. I can pack as much as 6 gallons into my body before I will start to feel any pain at all."

I watched this Amazon’s belly grow to enormous size as she ate. Kim had finally reached the point at where she stopped eating. I figure she had out done her self this time by stuffing about 4 gallons of food and 6-1/2 gallons of drink into her body. She now looked so bloated I didn’t think she could stand. Her belly rested on her powerful thighs and extended past half way to her knees. She had shucked the shorts she was wearing some time ago, and was leaning back into the couch resting from her binge.

Kim was leaning back on the couch rubbing her belly which stuck out so far she looked like she swallowed two beach balls. "God, look at your stomach! Are you OK?" I had noticed her belly's growth and it was formidable. "Yes, I am fine. I love it when I get this way." "What way?" "Drunk and full. Acutely I could drink more, but you would think I'm strange or something." "No, I don’t think you could take any more at all the way you look." "You don’t, do you? Well I'll show you!!!"

Kim sat up on the edge of the couch, spread her mighty legs wide to the side, stuck her expansive belly out stretching it even bigger, picked up another can of beer and when she stopped she had finished 6 more cans and said, "I think I had better stop." Well I guessed she was going to pop about 5 cans ago, but she just continued to grow bigger and bigger. "Christ do you know how big you look?" I asked. "Suulrre I'll doo. Bout ass beg ass a cowww." Kim was obliterated and she laid back on the couch with her head in my lap. Her belly was packed full and sticking up so high it was about pushing her breasts out of the way. I had to touch it. She was drunk and would probably not feel me do it any way. I felt her fat belly. Tight, and round. I patted it. It was so solid and full. She said, "Hay, what do you think you are doing, do you like it???? "Yea, it is kind of erotic" "Well I'll bet you would like to fuck me too wouldn’t you??" "as a mater of fact, YES!!!" She was not as drunk as I thought as she sprang up and tore my pants trying to get them off.

That is when I got the idea to climb on top of her and fuck her silly. As I moved her to a lying position she moaned from the pain. Her tightly stuffed belly was so stretched and hard to the touch. I tried and tried to cram my pud into her cunt but her belly kept keeping me from penetrating her. I told her to get up and I had her sit down on my rock hard dick facing me. She started pumping up and down with those strong legs of hers. Her big belly pushing into mine, I went off that fast....She was so heavy atop me but I loved it. Her huge belly rested on top of mine and jiggled as I pumped my pud in her love tunnel. It was the best sex I ever had.

I figure the beer in her belly and the pumping of my dick was making the beer foam up inside of her. Her belly was swelling and I could see the expansion. I felt her hard swollen belly, her powerful legs, her monstrous breasts, and her strong full arms as she continued too pump my dick. I came again and again. She had come so many times I stopped counting and was drenched in her cumm. The couch was sopping in our love juices. A short while later she dismounted my now flaccid cock and thought she would bring it back to life by sucking it. I thought this would not be a good idea because of the beer she had consumed but she assured me it would be OK.

She swallowed my prick in nothing flat, clear down to my balls and yanked on it with the suction of a Hover. I built up a massive charge and she could feel it. She sucked harder and got my balls into her mouth. That's when I exploded. A torrent of cumm forced it's was deep into her stuffed belly. She slowly sucked my dick in and out until flaccid.

We see each other all the time now and she loves to gorge herself and have me fuck her brains out.