I leaned casually against the wall, my head just inches from brushing the ceiling as I looked down at you with a smirk. Poor thing, you looked like a deer in headlights, blushing like I’d just caught you sneaking a peek. I chuckled softly, raising an arm to grip the rail above me, feeling my muscles flex under the thin fabric of my top.

“Hey…” I started, letting my voice drawl out, soft but loaded with meaning. “Caught your girlfriend cheating on you… with that other guy.” Your eyes went wide, and I felt the shock ripple off you, like a chill spreading through the room. I shifted my weight, letting my hips sway a little, the curve of my massive stomach coming into full view, stretching my top and rounding out in front of me. The contents inside let out a deep, satisfied gurgle.

“Yeah,” I continued, noticing your gaze drop down to my belly, “I took care of them.” I gave my gut a gentle pat, feeling it churn and groan as it worked through the last bits of your ex and her fling. My stomach pressed forward, heavy and warm, almost close enough for you to reach out and touch. I watched as your eyes traced the outline of my midsection, wide and taut, practically radiating heat. Each subtle movement sent another rumbling noise through the room, a reminder of just what I’d done.

“You wanna, like… hang out?” I asked, grinning as I leaned in, making sure you could feel the size difference between us, my body towering over yours. I raised an eyebrow, voice dropping to a teasing whisper. “At your place?”