I sat in the driver’s seat of my car outside the gym, engine off, arms crossed over my thick chest. My brother was supposed to be out ten minutes ago. Then twenty. Now it had been almost forty-five. My stomach had been growling the whole damn time, loud enough that a couple people walking by gave me weird looks.
Finally, I saw him strolling out the doors, gym bag slung over one shoulder, laughing with some buddy like he had all the time in the world. My jaw tightened. Enough was enough.
I shoved the car door open and stepped out, my heavy gut swaying under my shirt as I walked straight toward him. He spotted me and waved casually. “Yo, sorry I’m late, bro. Lost track of—”
I didn’t let him finish. My hand shot out, grabbed the front of his tank top, and yanked him hard against me. Before he could even yelp, I opened my mouth impossibly wide and shoved his head inside.
The taste of his sweaty skin and salty hair flooded my tongue as I gulped hard. My throat stretched around his shoulders with a wet glurk, pulling him deeper. He started kicking and thrashing, muffled shouts vibrating against my tongue, but I was too pissed and too hungry to care.
I lifted him off the ground by his waist, letting gravity help as I swallowed again and again. His chest slid in, then his flat stomach, his hips bulging out my neck before dropping heavily into my already round belly. My gut surged outward, stretching tight as more of him packed inside. People in the parking lot were staring now, but I just kept gulping until his legs disappeared down my throat with a final, satisfied gulp.
My belly ballooned out massively, hanging heavy and round between my legs, the outline of my struggling brother clearly visible as he kicked and squirmed inside. I let out a deep groan, rubbing the taut, churning dome with both hands.
“Unlike you,” I muttered, patting the spot where his head was pressing out, “I won’t delay your exit. You’ll meet my ass soon enough.”
I climbed back into the driver’s seat, my massive gut pressing against the steering wheel. The car creaked under the added weight as I started the engine. Inside, his frantic kicks and muffled shouts vibrated through my gut while it gurgled loudly around him.
“Should’ve been on time, little bro,” I said with a smirk, feeling another deep groooaaannn roll through my stomach. “Now settle down and digest like a good meal.”
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