Trade with Xerovore

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Artema’s Birthday Present

By:
The Watcher


Artema sighed as her stomach growled. It had been nearly two weeks since her last “real” meal and she was suffering for it. Although one could not tell by looking at her; at 5’ 8” she was rather plump. Large DD’s firmly jutted from her chest above a rather pregnant looking belly. The rest of her body was plump, but not overly fat, more muscle covered in a thin layer of fat. All in all a beauty in every word unless you prefer skinny, non-curvy sticks.
Artema watched enviously as her friend and lover ate three buxom blonds greedily. It was their latest prey. The two had spent the last month wooing the three plump girls, until tonight that is.
Tamara grinned at Artema as she finished swallowing the toes of the third girl; Tamara’s massive belly gurgling happily. The silly grin on Tamara’s face reminded Artema of the first time the two had met.

One Year Earlier…

Tamara sighed as she surveyed her empty bakery. If sales did not improve soon, she was going to go out of business! She glanced up with anticipation as the bell hanging from her entrance door rang.
Artema walked into the bakery, her trim waist belying her ability to have a voracious appetite. “I saw your posting about help wanted; well I am just the help you need!” Tamara sighed a little before stopping herself and replying “Business is not the greatest right now, in fact, unless it picks up soon, I may be looking for a job.” Artema sighed and her shoulders seemed to droop in defeat; after a moment she looked up once more at Tamara. “What if I sold the inventory you baked today? Then could I have the job?”
Tamara pulled at her blond ringlet’s while she thought about Artema’s proposal. “Alright, what is your name?” “Artema.” “Alright Artema, you have a deal. If you can clear all the food off my shelves, I will hire you. If you can sell yesterdays stuff, I’ll make you my partner.”
Artema literally jumped in the air for joy, causing her large C cup breasts to bounce up and down. Tamara chuckled and stepped around the counter, revealing her rather plump frame. “Here is an apron, there is a name tag maker under the counter, show me what you can do.” Artema nodded and then got to work.

Later that same day…

“I don’t know how you did it!” Tamara said as she surveyed the now empty bakery with her blue eyes. Artema belched loudly as she patted her belly, having eaten the last few rolls and donuts from the 2 day old stack. Her belch continued for nearly a minute, filling the room with a loud rumbling sound as well as the smell of a rather full brunette. “BRRRRUUUUAAAP!” Artema placed a hand over her mouth as the belch ended. “excuse me! It was easy Tamara, you just didn’t know how to market yourself. I bet tomorrow is even busier!” Tamara giggled at pronouncement. Really partner?” Artema blinked, “You weren’t kidding about that? I sure thought you were.” “Nope, I’ll write up the contract at the end of the week.” Artema could not believe her ears! “Alright, I guess…What time do you want me here tomorrow?” “3 a.m. we have a lot of baking to do.”

Present Day…

Artema was pulled back to reality as she heard Tamara’s stomach gurgle and start to groan. She could hear the gaseous bubbles slosh around her loves massive meal. She smiled and walked over to where Tamara reclined against the wall of their apartment over the bakery. “Full now?” She asked kindly as she gently started rubbing Tamara’s gurgling belly.
Tamara moaned from slight pain in response, she had eaten more than she should have. “ooooooo…. I ate too much!” She groaned in response.
For the next few hours Artema rubbed Tamara’s aching belly. Tamara was fairly silent, save for the occasional whimper of one who had eaten far more than she should have and was trying to get comfortable. Artema fell asleep on her lovers massive, gurgling belly.
Artema woke the next morning to the sound of Tamara’s stomach rapidly gurgling and then the gurgle left the stomach and moved upward. Artema barely realized what was happening before a massively loud belch escaped Tamara’s lips. Looking up slightly, Artema could see a small green cloud exiting Tamara’s mouth. Then the smell got to her, the mixed perfumes of the three ladies combined with the scent of upset tummy.
Tamara giggled as she saw Artema’s head appear above her belly. “Do you remember the first time I stuffed you this full?”

6 months ago…

Tamara checked the bindings on Artema. They were good and tight. Artema looked up at Tamara in mock fear. “What are you planning?” She asked, even as she pulled at her bonds. Artema had been bound to a comfortable chair, with her arms strapped down to the armrests and her legs tied to the chair legs. She was fully dressed, which surprised the plump girl. Generally when she and Tamara played a feeding game, they both were naked.

Tamara giggled at the question, having been lovers for so long, the two had grown very close, to the point of moving in together. “Well, I am going to feed you till you bust out of those clothes.” Artema looked down at the tight t-shirt and jeans she was wearing. “Ummm, these are so tight it won’t take long.” Tamara just smiled and left the room.She returned minutes later with a platter of donuts, she set them on the table and left the room once more. She continued making trips in this manner until the entire table, which could seat eight, was covered and piled high with food.

Artema’s eyes grew wide at the sight of all the food that had been set before her. “You expect me to eat all that?!” Tamara giggled and grabbed a donut. “Yes I do! I’ll help a little, since there is nothing else to eat in the house or shop to eat.” Artema did some quick calculations, “You mean there is more than just this?” Tamara nodded. “Since we were bought out, I figured why let all this good food go to waste?”

Artema opened her mouth to object and Tamara shoved the glazed donut into her open mouth. “No more talking!” she giggled, grabbing another donut and a cherry turnover. “Just chew and swallow.” Artema obeyed, knowing that whatever happened, she and Tamara would enjoy it.

A few hours later…

Artema moaned and tried in vain to pull her arms free of the restraints to rub her bloated belly. Of course she could not; not with the way Tamara had tied her up. Instead she pleaded with Tamara to please rub the aching dome of her belly. Her belly now stuck out a full six inches from her body and was firm to the touch. “After you finish this dozen donuts.” Artema nodded subserviently and opened her mouth to accept the old fashioned glazed donut, chewing and swallowing it slowly, as though her belly was in too much pain to accept any more. Her belly gurgling as it began to digest the massive meal she had been forced to eat.

Although Tamara was not being cruel in the way she was feeding Artema, she kept a break neck pace. As soon as Artema had swallowed some food, Tamara gave her something to drink, let her rest a moment to catch her breath and then would put the next bit of food in her mouth. In a matter of minutes Artema finished off the dozen donuts and groaned aloud with her belly as it was forced to accept more food.

Gently Tamara began rubbing Artema’s stuffed belly. She could feel the bits of food being churned around and marveled at the amount she had gotten Artena to eat! And while Artema was moaning in slight pain, she had never once asked Tamara to stop. Tamara surveyed the table and saw that it was about ¼ of the way empty and knew that Artema still had a long way to go.

He was startled out of her contemplation as Artema released a full 30 second long belch; a light green cloud issuing forth, smelling like donuts and milk. “Feel better?” Tamara asked, rubbing a little more, trying to get the gaseous bubbles out to make more room for food. She could feel the groaning of Artema’s belly as it was relaxed to start churning once more. A look of slight contentment crossed Artema’s face and she nodded. “I feel a lot better thank-you. Now feed me some more!”

Another Few Hours Later…

Tamara groaned softly as she brought out the last trays of food. Her belly was constantly bumping into the tray, causing the food on the tray to jiggle and slide around. She couldn’t believe how much Artema had eaten. The girl had sent the metal fastener on her jeans flying across the room after the enormous belch and her t-shirt had rolled up above her larger than 9 months pregnant looking belly to simply cover her breasts. The groaning pink dome of skin churned and still Artema ate. Even when her pants split from the combined force of her belch and heavy belly settling she did not stop.

Tamara had eaten quite a bit herself; her belly pushed her shirt up to show the world her navel. She had even had to unbutton her pants to allow her belly more freedom.

Slowly now she fed Artema the last of the food, watching in amazement as, even though she moaned in pain, Artema ate every bite. When all was said and done, Artema’s belly had pushed her backwards away from the table and now occupied enough space to hold at least two people. “That is the last of it!” Tamara said, gently starting to rub Artema’s extremely tight belly. Artema looked slightly disappointed and said as much “You mean that’s all?”

Tamara could scarcely believe her ears! “You are still hungry?” She asked giggling a little as she pushed on Artema’s once innie and now outtie belly button. Artema groaned again, her belly gurgling very loudly, sounding like a small semi truck engine getting turned on. “It’s not that I am still hungry… It is simply the fact that I want to eat more.” Tamara could only laugh as right after this pronouncement Artema belched.

It started with a bunch of cute, little burps, much like the tremors before an earthquake. Then the belch that came out of Artema’s mouth filled the room with its sound and was so loud that Tamara had to cover her ears, even as the window panes rattled.

Artema sat back once more; she covered her mouth with her now freed hand. “Excuse me.” Both she and Tamara fell into fits of laughter until they both passed out; Tamara on Artema’s belly and Artema on the chair; her belly sticking out as a testament to gluttony.

Present Day…

Tamara moaned and groaned against the wall. Her appetite had grown, just not as much as Artema’s. In fact, for her to have eaten this much was amazing. “I remember that look!” Artema said giggling. “You had it on your face after our first full size human vore.” Tamara grinned. “Yeah, I swore I was gonna pop!”

3 months earlier…

“It’s impossible!” “You ate the pig didn’t you?” “Yeah, but that was a lot smaller than she is!” The she being referred to was a 20 something co-ed who was currently tied up with thick licorice robes on the bed. “Still, she does look tasty, doesn’t she?” Tamara nodded. “Then it’s settled! Just remember to breathe.”

Tamara nodded and knelt beside the bed. The naked co-ed, blond hair, fair skin, and pleasingly plump, slept on; oblivious to her fate. “Go on!” Artema cheered her own belly already full of someone. Tamara licked her lips before opening her mouth and taking in the girl’s feet; swallowed as hard as she could. The lump of feet moved down Tamara’s throat, being replaced by a smoother bump as she worked her way up the girl’s meaty calves, past her knee’s, reaching down to feel her belly start to fill up quickly. Tamara’s cheeks stretching to accommodate the girl’s hips and butt.

Tamara’s lower teeth grazed against the girls succulent buttocks before her lips moved slightly closer together. The girl’s slightly flabby belly was not a problem, though Tamara did stop for a moment to catch her breath, just above the girls naval. After breathing through her nose for a moment, Tamara started squeezing the girl’s C cup breasts into her mouth. After that, it was easy, the girls shoulders and head followed and then her bound wrists. All too soon it was over.

“How was she?” Artema asked eagerly, her belly gurgling as it worked on her meal. “BLECH!” Tamara replied, spitting out some of the girls loose hairs. “Other than the stringy after taste, she was delicious; just like you said.” Artema smiled and then laughed as Tamara’s face suddenly contorted in a grimace. “What’s wrong?” she asked as Tamara continued to make the face. “BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!” Tamara replied, hiccupping cutely after her flowery smelling belch. “I…Burp… excuse me. I feel like I am going to pop now.” She groaned hiccupping and burping a few more times before her stomach settled around its massive meal.

Present Day…One week after Tamara’s large 3 woman meal.

Artema was getting concerned. Tamara had upped her eating habits and had gained a lot of weight since her three girl binge. She seemed to be eating non-stop. It was not till Artema’s birthday that everything fell into place.

Artema came out of her bedroom and was shocked to see Tamara baked into a birthday cake! Tamara grinned around the banana frosting and pineapple candles. “Happy Birthday!” she yelled, giggling madly, causing the cake to shake. “What’s this?” Artema asked staring at the large Tamara cake. “Well, I couldn’t figure out what to get you, so I decided to fatten myself up and become your birthday feast.”

Artema stared at Tamara as though she were deranged. “But if I eat you, how will you get out?” “I won’t. I want to become part of you… Lately I have only been happy when you are happy. So I figure, this way we will both be happy.” Artema shook her head in wonder. “But…” The argument vanished from her lips as she caught a strong whiff of the cake and Tamara and her stomach growled. “Ok, for my birthday. But I am going to drink a gallon of laxative to flush you out if I have to!” Tamara giggled “Alright! Then eat up!”

Artema did not need another invitation. The plump brunette knew that she would never be able to eat Tamara with all the cake on her, so she began to eat it first. Tickling Tamara at times as her teeth and tongue would brush her skin. Within a few hours Tamara was cake free, which revealed her naked form. Large firm breasts above a firm, extremely stuffed beach ball sized belly. Artema’s belly was nearly as big with all the cake she had eaten. Yet she wanted more.

Rubbing her belly with one hand, she slowly got to her feet and waddled over to where Tamara was sitting. “Get in my belly!” She said in a mock Scottish accent before opening her mouth hugely to slide it around Tamara’s head. However, as she did, a massive window shaking belch escaped her lips; covering Tamara’s head in a dark green fog that smelled of sugar, bananas and pineapple.

Tamara coughed and waved a hand in front of her face to clear the air. Artema grinned and grabbed the waving hand and quickly pulled it into her mouth and just as quickly, swallowed. Tamara giggled before swinging her other hand in front of Artema’s face enticingly. Artema quickly grabbed the offered hand and shoved it in her mouth as well. “It feels so warm.” Tamara giggled as she felt her arms start to get sucked into Artema’s throat. Artema simply swallowed in response. Tamara was giggling like a naughty school girl as her head was pulled into Artema’s mouth.

Artema was making odd sounds around Tamara as she was pulled further into her love. She could hear Artema’s excited heartbeat, the grumbles and groans of her stomach, the irregular intake of breath and a myriad of other sounds Tamara was unable to identify. Tamara grunted in sudden discomfort as her breasts were squeezed and jostled to fit inside Artema’s mouth. This went on for some minutes before Tamara felt the warmth of Artema’s mouth around her breasts. She giggled madly as Artema tried to lick them and failed. Tamara barely had time to blink before her head was pushed into Artema’s cake filled belly.

Tamara wiggled her legs and tried to slide herself in deeper as Artema got stuck on Tamara’s large belly. Then, without warning, Tamara slid up to her knees into Artema’s belly. It took Tamara a moment to realize what had happened. Artema must have grabbed the bottle of vegetable oil that she had left on the floor. When her calves and feet quickly followed her in, Tamara was forced to curl up in the cake bed.

“How was I?” she asked, trying to get comfortable in the extremely cramped space. Artema answered with a belly shaking belch, the air around Tamara suddenly getting sucked out quickly. “You were the tastiest meal I have ever had!” Artema replied, already fighting to keep her eyes open. “I’ll let you out in a….” She managed to say before her head fell forward against her ample bosom.

Tamara sighed and closed her eyes as well. “Happy Birthday.” She said before she too drifted off to sleep.