azure/crenks oc stuffing/waterflation/burping/belly

Crenks: ...and now I actually can't think of any situations for Xenia belly
azureangelic: perhaps being at home after being out and about and extremely hungry judging from the still-rather-enormous bulge of loudly digesting tummy and just sort of appreciating being massively overfilled, belly not quite perfectly spherical due to having had time to gurgle and blorp her way through the backlog of delicious food and possibly unfortunate not-food straining her midriff and causing aforementioned swollen midriff to weigh down heavily on her lap and thighs
Crenks: U: perhaps

azureangelic: or maybe shes in the shower one day and just sort of feels like getting off under a massive heavy wet gut and casually takes advantage of the gushing showerhead to guzzle down enough cool refreshing water to bloat up a huge sloshing taut firm gurgling water balloon belly big enough to overflow the bathtub and leave her an overstimulated, damply belching mass of horny soaking bloomph
azureangelic: im not good at justifying things apparently
Crenks: she
Crenks: might actually do that
Crenks: once in a while

azureangelic: just slumped over in the steamy shower simultaniously groping her slick smooth beachball belly and burying her spare arm(s) beneath her middle to feel the way the sheer size and weight of her tummy overflowed her grasp and bulged over her wrists and rub between her legs at the way even the slightest motion sent sloshing gurgling ripples throughout her frame and stirred more massive deep warbling burps from her droplet-splattered lips
Crenks: yes U:

azureangelic: and of course even once she successfully gets off to it having to heave her swollen sloshy nude form out of the tub and make a halfhearted attempt to squeeze her globular gut into a towel only makes her more aroused, to the point wheres its more effecient to just throw a towel on the bed and flop down on it, lying on her back and squeezing and fondling her huge mountainous belly with all available hands, thighs spread and maw continually letting loose hot, damp, bubbling, steamy belches from the depths of her incredibly heavy and strained yet still squeezable and rippling belly as it emitted noises not unlike a gutteral water cooler full of thick fluid and glunkblorp/slorchgrumbled away
Crenks: very yes

azureangelic: eventually reacing a second orgasm and just sort of sprawling out, watery gut sticking high above her and bulging over her sides and lap as she panted and groaned happily at the feeling of being so absolutely engorged that just the temporary exhaustion from getting off was enough to temporarily pin her to the bed and the way she was helpless to stop the low rumble of a wet, wide-mouthed burp stirred up from the way her remarkably immodest orgasm shook and sloshed her stomach about, her unchecked belch dampening the swell of her upper belly as the massive mound of watery taut tummy blocked most of her vision and she basked in the enormity that it practically exuded both visually, tangibally and audibly

azureangelic: and then she realizes the point of the shower in the first place was to get ready for the day, realizes she has no hope to squeezing herself into anything considerable as public attire with such a wide, round, heavy gut, realizes shes basically stuck on the bed working down aforementioned waterbelly and doesnt think twice about cancelling her obligations for that day because fuck that
Crenks: U:

azureangelic: then again attempting to pants with such a massive, gravid, overwhelmingly bulgy and sloshy gut hanging over her lap might be in itself an entertainarousing way to spend an afternoon, and even if she does manage to find a pair of fancy, slightly stretchy, remarkably tasteful bottoms that manages to clasp and cradle her forty-month-pregnant-looking bloatiness into an exaggerated, loudly and wetly protesting muffin, the dripping showerhead is all the temptation she needs to add just a few more liters of clear water to that already-overfilled belly and give her trousers a good bursting at the seams and belt
Crenks: pfff

azureangelic: just casually chugging as fast as she can to keep up with the flow and letting an excess of water dribble down her shapely chest and bare belly swell until the groaning, creaking pants finally reach their limit to being overfilled by her lower gut and begin to break, splitting and popping until she's back with a bare lower half, a pair of ruined pants at her ankles, and a renewed dampness in her groin to match the rivlets of water trickling down her belly as it bounced and sloshed free and her cheeks puffed up from another misty, throaty belch

Crenks: Xenia + 3/4 of her weight in jello
azureangelic: easy to slide down her gullet and wonderfully heavy and gurgly, especially once it starts breaking down into a syrupy sickeningly sweet sludge with enough pure sugar to send her typically-voracious digestive system into blissfully noisy and achey overdrive, doubly so when the melting of the gelatinous bellyful of rainbow-colored dessert frees up ample room to cram another few bowls into her face with reckless, belly-quaking abandon

Crenks: and then the post-meal 'walk' to somewhere to sit/lie down
azureangelic: more of a hip-swaying waddle given that her belly is huge enough to bulge out from under her shirt and over the waist of her pants, but the soft, easily-squishable mass making up her stomachs contents makes the ensuring enormous smooth domelike bulge remarkably easy to squish and squeeze and sink her fingers into, making it all the more easier to grope her belt-busting belly and stir up the almost disgustingly sweet mass within whenever her sore, groaning, glurking and blorbling middle seemed to cease in its continual strained squelching with every unusually heavy step of her bare feet on the floor of her home
Crenks: U:

Crenks: but how large do you think it is precisely
azureangelic: if it was just one oversized punch bowl of jello then shed probably have a swollen but somewhat miniature-by-her-standards potbelly that wobbled and jiggled when she thumped the side of it in unsatisfied amusement, but if she was making it herself or was fortunate to attend some sort of jello-based party event then a few big bowls of various colors packed away into her seemingly insatiable maw would be enough to give her a literal jelly belly big enough to meet her rather engorged standards and force her to lean back as she waddled, stroking the swell of her gut idly with one hand regardless of the befuddled stares of her fellow jello enthusasts and using another to faux-cover her mouth, not making any sort of attempt to actually muffle a deep, rumbling burp that quaked her already alarmingly jiggly stomach and filled the air in front of her with various indistinguishable artificial fruit flavors
Crenks: U:

Crenks: sort of the size that you found earlier then? (which Xenia can actually move around with quite easily- though I wouldn't put waddling 'for show' below her)
azureangelic: most likely, but with a lot more heft and sag given she's full of what amounts of gelatin sugar-water and a lot less firmly packed and conductive to her groping hands gripping handfuls of gurgling tummy and sinking into the underside of the enormous gut
Crenks: U:

azureangelic: also yeah, it isnt hard to see the period of time between downing all the jello and getting home being full of leaning back to let her belly bulge out as far as it could, swaying her hips and letting her gut wobble and bounce from under her shirt, letting her mouth loll open as she belched and hiccuped with a bit more intention than usual, and groaning audibly as she rubbed, kneaded or slapped the side of her belly to make the gravid mass of gut slosh and bubble and give her the appearance of literally being filled to the brim and about to pop, rather than simply comfortably full and unhindered by her gut, all for the satisfaction of her alarmed, awestruck and slightly scared unsuspecting audience
Crenks: indeed U:

azureangelic: and possible extremely-well-hidden amusement at anyone who gathers up the courage to ask if she needs any help, not suspecting her massive, belt-bustingly round and swollen and heavy gut to be just a minor inconveniance and a major turn-on for her
Crenks: :U

azureangelic: though im sure theres fun to be had in any time shes left alone with an either well-intentioned but nervous patron or a thinly-masked pervert and gets the perfect opportunity to just lean her belly's weight on them, pin them against a wall or feel the way they struggle to reach around her gut or just overall smother them beneath her almost-inconceievable size and weightiness and let their struggling beneath her loudly glorping and sloshing belly stir up another bout of rumbling, sugary belches that they can clearly hear and feel revebrating through her tummy from beneath the gravid, pale mass