Pool Balls
By
Portly Robust
I’ve had the desire sense I was a kid. I never acted it out but longed to know what it would feel like. Every time I would pass a pool hall or be over at someone’s home watching them play, my mind would wonder off into this fantasy about it. It was almost like I could feel them going in, and once there they would move around as I walked. But never was it to come true I guess. I was going to have to just fantasize about it.
At a garage sale this guy had some extras and didn’t want much. My mind went to work quickly thinking about how I could use them in the privacy of my home. I paid the man Five dollars for all of them. He put them in a large box and off to the car I ran. I couldn’t believe I was going to be able to fulfill my biggest desire. I could hardly wait to get home.
In the bath tub was the best place to wash them all off so I prepared the hottest bath I could stand, with bubbles of course, and dumped them all in the tub. I hopped in after undressing and began to wash them all off. They were not that dirty, I just wanted them to be clean. Shortly after they were all clean I got a funny feeling in my tummy as I pondered my next move. The time was now. I had waited a long time for it and it was now or never.
I grabbed one of the pool balls and slowly slid it into me. I had to stretch quite a bit for it to fit inside but it was in there never the less. I sat back reveling in the feelings. It felt much different than I had imagined and I liked it much more than I thought I would, so I grabbed another pool ball and shoved it into me as well. It too was a bit difficult to go in but once it was up in there, it was in there. I thought that this was real nice and decided to go for my wildest dream, fitting as many pool balls up inside of me as I could. I began to shove the balls into me. The third and forth were in me and I was working on the fifth. Once I got it in I began to feel a little full but decided to continue and shoved a sixth ball up inside of me. Once all the way in I felt full and got out of the tub which posed to be a little difficult.
I dried off and began to walk around my house. WOW! Now that was a great feeling. Stuffed full of pool balls and to feel them moving all around inside of me was more than I could handle. I decided to see if I could keep them inside of me and go out into public. The pool balls didn’t really want to come out of me on their own so I figured I would have no trouble attempting my little outing. I dressed and got into the car.
Sitting in the car I felt even more full than I did when I was standing. I left for the Mall. Driving to the Mall was great. Every bump I would hit would jiggle the balls around inside of me and give me a thrill all of its own. It was more fun driving around than when I actually got to the Mall and was walking around inside. Betty saw me and wondered if I had eaten anything. I hadn’t and was hungry so we went off to the food court, sat and ate lunch. As I was eating I could feel myself getting fuller and by the time I was finished I felt absolutely stuffed. I bid farewell to Betty and waddled back to my car where I drove home.
Once home I figured I had better get these things out of me as I had had the best time to day while they were rattling around inside of me. I got into the shower and began the process of removing the pool balls. I could feel it moving and I could touch it with my fingers but for the life of me was unable to remove the pool ball from my vagina. It just would not come out. I worked on them until the water ran cold but still they would not budge. This is when I began to worry. What would happen if I could never get them out? Would they cause me harm? Would I get sick? I dried off and went to the Internet to research it.
During all the time on the Internet I would move around on the chair. The balls inside of me gave me nice feelings and I began to feel like I didn’t want them to be removed. I did find out that they were made of a type of plastic and that for the most part would cause me no harm. They would not biodegrade nor deteriorate so I decided to let them stay there. Besides, I loved the feelings they were giving me.
The balls have been inside of me now for the last week while I go about my normal day. I go to work and to the store and everywhere I need to. I feel them moving around and they give me thrills. I do not feel so full as I once did and thought that I might try and fit some more of them inside of me. Just the thought of doing it gives me thrills and butterflies in my tummy.
It is Saturday morning and I am going to get into the bath with my pool balls soon. The bath is prepared and I am about finished undressing. I look at myself in the mirror and run my hands over my body. I don’t care if I am a little heavy. I love the way I look, even though my thighs are bigger than I’d like and what to do about my fat calves. I really like my big fat titties and my round belly even though some of my coworkers poked fun. But over all, for being Irish and only 5’2" tall I guess 135 pounds was OK!
I hopped into the hot bath, sat down in the soapy water and grabbed a couple balls. I placed one of them against my pussy and began to push. It slowly slid into my widening vagina and then was sucked inside all of a sudden. Gone from sight I positioned another one and pushed it up inside of me. I wasn’t yet feeling full and I thought I should but again I slipped another ball into my womb. I quickly grabbed two of them and placed them one behind the other and pushed them in. I could just start to feel a little fullness and decided to continue. I placed another three balls inside of me before I felt so full that I thought I was going to burst. I just had to see if I could stuff another one inside of me. I reached in and grabbed a ball. Funny, it was the 8 ball. I chuckled and began to stuff it into me. It finally slid up inside with all the others and none of them seemed to want to come out so I stood up in the tub. I began to rinse the soapy water off of me and noticed that I not only had a fat little belly but that I had a real big fat belly. It seemed that with all the pool balls inside of me caused my belly to become rather large. It felt nice and round and very tight. The more I rubbed myself the more I liked it.
I walked all around the house and must have given myself a hundred orgasms. This was the best! I was hungry and didn’t want to cook so I dressed and went out to the Home Town Restaurant. I paid my $7.95 and filled a plate. My eyes were bigger than my stomach I think looking at the amount of food I had piled on my plate. I found a booth and sat down. As I did, all the balls shifted and it gave me an orgasm right then and there. This was going to be so good! Well I sat there and finished everything on my plate. I could hardly breath I was so full and yet I had this urge to go back for seconds. So I did. I ate everything off of that plate also. Now I was so full I could hardly move and by the looks of my poor little tummy it didn’t want me to move either. I sat there in the booth for a half an hour and finally the manager asked if I would kindly give up the table for someone else. I agreed and slid out of the booth. He took one look at me and quickly assisted me to my feet. I must have liked huge cause I felt huge. I made it out to my car and drove home.
To this day, a year after I started, I still have the pool balls inside of me. As a mater of fact, I now have three complete sets of pool balls packed inside of my fat little belly, 48 balls in all complete with the cue balls. I will continue to stuff more of them inside of me, as my body expands, and have no plans to curtail the practice as it pleases me so much. Just thought you all would like to know.
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