NatsuYuri feeding pt. 3

Part 1: https://pastebin.com/xxtB0Fgv
Part 2: https://pastebin.com/rT9auDs3


After yesterday's...indulgent time spent with Natsuki, Yuri has since realized the familiar pattern she is now spiraling into. Between having been able to further blossom her friendship with Natsuki - and learning the unexpected intense pleasure of fulfilling her needs - there is definitely no turning back.

It's lunchtime. Last club meeting had ended with hardly a mention of the events that transpired between the two of them. Even so, on the way out, Yuri managed to work up the courage to ask: "Um...where do you sit during lunch?" Was it a simple friendly gesture, or does Yuri so badly not want to miss a single opportunity to watch Natsuki's blissful face as she fills her little belly with food? In any case, here we are.
"Eh? Natsuki, where's your lunch?" Upon sitting together, Yuri quickly notices Natsuki empty-handed.
"Ah, well... Don't worry about it. I guess I'm not hungry." Natsuki's lie is obvious, and Yuri feels a pang of concern. Is Natsuki hiding something here? Why is she always so hungry during club?
"Um, Natsuki..." Yuri mutters timidly. "By any chance...um...i-if money is an issue for you, then..."
"What? No!" Natsuki exclaims in disbelief. "How the heck did you come to that conclusion? Look, I'm fine. See?" Natsuki pulls out a handful of bills from her purse for reassurance, and Yuri sighs in relief.
"Seriously, Yuri...you always jump to the worst conclusions, don't you?"
"Well, it has to be something," Yuri argues. "How could you get so hungry during club and not have an appetite for lunch?"
"I told you, I'm fine," Natsuki insists. "I'm just..."
She pauses before finally mumbling, "I'm just saving my allowance for some clothes I really want, so..."
"Natsuki! That's irresponsible!"
"Why do you think I didn't want to tell you?" Natsuki whines. "I can do what I want, okay?"
Yuri suddenly stands up. "I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere."
"H-Hey! Where are you going?" Natsuki calls out as Yuri briskly walks away, but her words don't seem to reach her. That dummy, Natsuki thinks to herself as she sighs in defeat. Why is she going this far for me? Does my health really matter to her that much?
Before long, Yuri returns with a lunch tray and assertively places it in front of Natsuki. Right away, Natsuki's eyes light up with the lustful sparkle Yuri has been craving so badly to see.
"Ahaha...i-it's my favorite one, too..." Natsuki laughs nervously as she feels her self-control hopelessly slipping away from her. "Well...you already bought it, so I can't just waste it, right? I'll get mad at you later, though!"
As if unable to wait another second, Natsuki overstuffs her mouth with food from the tray in front of her, eyes glazed in pleasure. Yuri stares intently, her heart pounding. How can this feel so good, she wonders? How has this pleasure eluded her for so long? More importantly, why can't she do this every meal of every day?
"I'm surprised you could even try to tell me you weren't hungry," Yuri mutters.
Natsuki gulps down another oversized mouthful. "You made me say it! I already knew it was a terrible lie. God, I felt like I was gonna die of hunger.  I cmmmmph--" Natsuki fails to even finish her thought before shoveling down more food, as if her stomach has a mind of its own. She swallows and continues. "I swear I could just keep eating all day. Why does food have to be so freaking good? Hey, is it just me, or did they give us a lot more food than usual?"
Yuri swallows and rubs her fingers together, desperately trying to calm herself down. Please keep telling me how much you love food, Natsuki. How much you wish I could feed you every hour of every day, how good it feels to have your cravings satisfied! Putting that aside, Yuri conveniently left out the detail that she had actually bought Natsuki two meals, combining them into a single tray.
"Does that mean...you won't be able to finish it?" Yuri asks with slight worry in her voice.
"Did I say that?" Natsuki shoves down another mouthful. "Jeez, how rude would it be if I didn't even finish something you bought for me? I'm still mad at you for that, by the way." Natsuki says that, but her voice is clearly elated. "Seriously, I could barely focus in class this morning, I was so hungry. Honestly, I think it was your fualt. My stomach felt so freaking empty after you gave me all that extra food yesterday."
"A-ah...sorry..." Yuri mutters under a dreamlike smile. Does this mean she'll have to give Natsuki even more food to stay satisfied? Is Natsuki unwittingly training herself to become an insatiable glutton?
"Haaah! That was so good," Natsuki exclaims, loudly patting her stomach. "I'm stuffed."
"I'm...glad..." Yuri says, but she feels herself overcome with disappointment. It was over so fast. But she knew this would happen - especially after yesterday. So, she prepared for it. Slowly, Yuri pulls a chocolate bread roll out from her bag - her insurance that she stocked up on, in case of something like this.
"Wait, you got dessert too?" Natsuki says in disbelief. "That's not...for me, is it?" Yuri gently nods.
"Now I'm really mad at you," Natsuki pouts, snatching the bread from Yuri's hands and tearing open the wrapper.
"Well, you said you were stuffed, so I wasn't sure if...you know..."
"Of course I would say that," Natsuki says. "Why would I tell you I could keep going? That's just rude. Besides, dessert goes to a different place, right?" She takes a big bite from the bread. "Sho goooood!" she exlaims through a stuffed mouth, kicking her feet to emphasize herself. Yuri lets go of her apprehensions, staring dreamily, knowing Natsuki is too much in her own world while eating to truly notice. The bread disappears in three or four bites, and Natsuki catches her breath.
"Ugh..." she winces. Reaching under the table, she begins to unbutton her blazer. "This thing really is too tight on me..."
Yuri desperately tries to hold back her heavy breathing. This is what she wanted. A tingling sensation fills her fingertips, reminded of yesterday's exchange. Gently massaging Natsuki's plump, bloated belly, feeling its curvature as it struggles to digest an indignant mass of food far too large for it to handle. God, what she would do for another chance at that! But given the current setting, her imagination will have to suffice.
"Um...would you like another?" Yuri offers, pulling a second roll out of her bag. "They're a bit small, after all..."
"I was thinking the same thing," Natsuki responds, taking the second roll from Yuri's hands. "To be honest, I always wished they made their lunch meals a little bigger. It's just not enough to give you that amazing after-meal feeling." She says this, totally oblivious to the fact that she just ate two full meals, not one. Not to mention the chocolate rolls are anything but small - they're large enough to require two hands to eat. Yuri watches in silence as Natsuki makes the second roll disappear, almost as quickly as the first one.
"Hauuu..." Natsuki groans. "Those things are too good...they need to make them bigger, too." She rubs her belly with both her hands, as if to help her digest. Doing so causes a burp to escape from her gut, which she does her best to stifle.
Wordlessly, Yuri pulls a third roll from her bag, which Natsuki accepts with a simple "thanks", as if she's getting a little too used to Yuri's continuous offers. Finally, her pace seems to slow, strength seemingly draining from her as her body's energy reserve diverts its attention to her bloated gut. Even so, she manages to finish the roll in between her satisfied groans of exertion. Still, Yuri pulls out another roll, and Natsuki weakly accepts it.
"I just...can't...stop myself," she utters, trying to excuse her gluttony as she brings the new roll to her face and takes a bite. She diverts one hand back to her stomach, rubbing and massaging it to make enough room for each new mouthful.
Taking advantage of Natsuki's daze, Yuri tries to sneak a peek under the table to admire the results of today's meal. And her jaw drops - she almost completely loses her cool. She finds Natsuki's shirt having been pulled up to completely expose her bloated gut, even her belly button seemingly stretched in its current state. It's beyond overstuffed, even larger than yesterday's. More than that, Natsuki's free hand is massaging it all over, kneading it, as she desperately tries to make room for the last of Yuri's generous offerings. Yuri watches with what can only be described as lust as Natsuki's fingers sink into her soft skin, making her belly gently jiggle in attempt to find new pockets of air. Sure enough, another burp escapes from her, muffled by yet another mouthful of bread.
"Haaaaaaaahhhh," Natsuki groans, finally finished with her last bite, as she lets herself fall forward onto the table. She brings a second hand down to her poor gut, panting in a lustful daze of having been filled with so much great food. Head on the table, her eyes are droopy and unfocused, with her mouth hanging open, tongue visible between her lips. She is clearly oblivious to her indecency, holding her oversized bare belly with her hands like that as it practically rests on her lap. Naturally, Yuri is in a similar daze, yet for completely different reasons, and the two of them bask in the afterglow of the amazing lunchtime that had come upon them.
Lost in her thoughts, Yuri remembers something. Natsuki had how many rolls? Four? Yuri had bought five - that means there's one left. Hands shaking, she retrieves the last roll from her bag, and fumbles to tear open the wrapper. Natsuki, in some kind of digestive stupor, doesn't move. But her eyes track Yuri's hands, as if trying to will them toward her, so she can savor the delicious, soft chocolate flavor once more. She lets out another burp, making no effort to contain it - but that only tells Yuri there is somehow still room in Natsuki's ever-expanding gut.
Nervously, Yuri tears off a piece of the bread and tries to steady her hand as she brings it to Natsuki's lips. Visibly, but just barely, Natsuki opens her mouth a little wider to accept Yuri's offer. Unable to stop herself, Yuri uses a finger to push the bread past Natsuki's soft lips, and Natsuki curls her tongue around it in response. She lets out a gentle moan of bliss as a droplet of drool escapes the corner of her mouth, and she proceeds to chew and swallow.
Yuri repeats the same intimate exchange, staring deeply into Natsuki's defocused eyes. Something is happening between them, and something tells Yuri that with each passing day, it will be going a bit further. Once Natsuki is stuffed to the point of failure, it's as if her apprehensions disappear with the rest of her strength, and she submits to the pleasure of Yuri taking care of her.
As Yuri gently places the final piece of bread onto Natsuki's tongue, she finds herself unable to withdraw her finger, realizing that it's finally over. But in response, Natsuki closes her lips around it, cleaning off the remaining chocolate that managed to get on Yuri's fingertip, savoring it.