Stainless Steel

By

Portly Robust

Floating through the Internet I ran across a number of sites that deal with endless eating, over eating, stuffing, swallowing and the like. I must admit that I was relieved to find them as, I too am an individual that likes to fill her stomach so full that it feels like it may split wide open inside of me.

I read about some gals eating bananas, one after the other, until their bellies were so full that they bulged out gorged beyond belief. I read about gals that went out to their local buffet and ate until they were so full that they could hardly walk. I have read about gals that drank a glass or two of water and then swallowed over 100 fish, whole, and live to-boot. I have read about gals eating and drinking past the point at which any normal person could hold anything more in their bellies and yet, continue to stuff more into them. I then felt fine about what I do. In the readings of these other women, I am really no different.

I love to feel real weight in my belly as well as having it stuffed as full as I can possibly get it. Sometimes it gets so full, so big that I have to sit down and hold it as it tends to cause me unbalance. I have tried eating bananas until I was so full that I felt like I wanted to puke. Yes, I swallowed them whole. I also stuffed my belly so full of hot-dogs that I couldn’t move. And yes, I swallowed them whole. And, OK, I have a weakness for chocolate milk. I like to mix it up myself. I like to mix it up very rich using lots of chocolate syrup. I can drink just over a gallon before my stomach feels like it can’t take any more.

I loved the stuffed full feeling but there always seemed to be something missing until I remembered an experience I had when I was a little girl. One day I was playing with my dollies and sucking on one of my brothers marbles. I was rolling it around inside of my mouth and all of a sudden I swallowed it. I was startled and a little scared but I sat there and felt it slide down my throat and end up in my stomach. I don’t know what prompted me to try swallowing another one but I did. It too slid down my throat and into my stomach.

This seemed to thrill me and it was a great way to fuck with my brother cause he liked his marbles a lot. He had a lot of them so I ran into his room and grabbed one of his big bags of marbles. Then I ran into the kitchen and got the cool whip and a big bowl. I took everything back to my bedroom and blocked the door closed. I took all the marbles and put them in the bowl with the cool whip. I mixed them all up and began to eat them. I swallowed whipping cream covered marbles for a long while. I then began to feel full but I didn’t stop swallowing the marbles. I didn’t stop until the huge bag was all in my swollen belly.

I remember sitting on the floor of my bedroom with my hands and face smeared with whipping cream. I knew my brother would be pissed because I had eaten a bunch of his marbles. The bag had to have weighed 4 or 5 pounds and they were now all in my gorged little belly. It felt good. I rubbed my swollen orb for a long time. I was so full I thought I couldn’t get up, but I did anyway and walked into the bathroom all the while holding my full bloated belly. The marbles made a lot of noise as I walked. It excited me so I shook my body to hear them again. I knew then I had better say still or my brother would know where all his marbles went. One thing I remember real well is that I felt extremely heavy and if I bent over frontward then I felt all the weight in my belly. Just to let you know, it took less than a week to pass all the marbles.

I didn’t swallow any more marbles for a number of years but I did eat to excess many times a month. I can admit freely now that I love to fill my belly with food until it will hold no more. It becomes so large, round, and quite tight to the touch. Sometimes I go out into public when it is stuffed full and watch peoples looks. Some women want to touch it and some guys just gawk. I love all the looks, the feelings, and the extra heavy weight in my belly.

OK! Now, for what you all wanted to hear about. What am I doing now, and so on. I did tell you earlier that I like to drink chocolate milk but I didn’t tell you about the large ball bearings I swallow. That’s right, ball bearings. I have graduated from marbles to stainless steel ball bearings. They are a little difficult to swallow being about 1" in diameter but I get them down just the same. They glide down my throat pretty fast and drop into my belly with a thud because they weigh right at a pound.

I know what you’re thinking. How in the hell do they pass? Well they do, eventually! I know, you think I am absolutely nuts. Well, I am here to tell you, there is nothing like it!!

I remember the time that I about split my belly wide open I filled it so much. I mixed up a gallon of chocolate milk and began drinking it. By the time I finished drinking the milk it was half gone and my belly seemed full. That’s when I began swallowing the olive oil coated ball bearings. One, two, three, and so on for the next twenty minutes. I ended up swallowing 31 of them. My belly was so big and so heavy I thought I was going to die. An hour later I started drinking more milk. Yep, in a matter of half an hour I had finished the milk and so full I thought I’d burst.

I was unable to move and I didn’t really want to anyway. I just sat in my easy chair and rub my huge tightly filled belly. Before to long I had to pee. When I rose to my feet to go to the bathroom I felt all the ball bearings moving around inside of me and they were heavy. Boy what a feeling that was. I loved it and after I had done my business I went back to the living room and lay down on the couch. I held my fat full belly for a while thinking about what I had done. My belly was so heavy and so round that I just had to try and make it even bigger.

The ball bearings were moving into my lower intestines and within two hours my lower belly began to feel heavy. I swallowed all the rest of the ball bearings I had. I ate some bananas and drank almost another gallon of chocolate milk before I had to stop. I was so huge and so heavy I could hardly remain standing. I went into the bathroom and weighed myself. I was over 200 pounds. I had never been so heavy. I wanted to go out into public and walk around but when I walked through the house I made noise. A lot of noise. The ball bearings made so much noise I couldn’t go anywhere. I had to wait almost three days before all the bearings passed. I reweighed myself and was pleased to see that I was back to my usual 158 pounds.

Ever sense then I have been eating bunches of bananas and swallowing all of my ball bearings. When I reached a state at which I could hold no more, I dressed and went to the Mall. The bananas cushion the ball bearings just enough so they don’t make any noise. I am then able to move around the Mall feeling the great weight move around inside of my body. My belly gets so big and round that I almost look pregnant. I have been gaining a little weight in the past two years but my frame can handle it with out looking fat. I have been able to increase the number of ball bearings I am able to hold over the years. I can now hold almost 80 of them, but it takes me over 3 hours to do it. I hope to eventually be able to swallow 100 of them. I’ll let you all know how it turns out.

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