A tall pitcher of foamy beer stood on the kitchen counter. Robby made his way over, keeping a hand on his stomach. The pitcher was cold to the touch, he noted, holding it in both hands.
Robby didn’t know why, but he felt compelled to put the jug to his mouth. He did so, tasting some beer that sloshed over the top. Ice cold, with a good, strong flavor and foam that stayed on his upper lip, giving him the appearance of a mustache. He licked it off, smacking his lips audibly.
Liking what he tasted, Robby followed his instinct and began to chug from the pitcher in long, steady gulps. He inwardly moaned at how good and cold the beer tasted. Foam dripped down the sides of his chin. Robby drank until he had to come up for air. He took some deep breaths and belched before continuing to drink. He continued this until about half of the pitcher was empty.
“Oh, uuuuurp,” Robby moaned and burped loudly, rubbing his hands over the bulge in his belly. The man pressed against the firmness a bit and his belly produced a few small gurgles, causing another belch to erupt.
Robby looked down and had to chuckle at how his stomach was pushing out in a round curve, making his shirt noticeably tighter around the middle.
Pitcher in hand, he made his way to the couch. Letting himself fall into it was a relief and after a few moments of resting there he felt ready to continue.
However, his pace had been broken a bit. It was harder, now, to take long gulps and he had to take breaks that got more and more frequent as his belly swelled with its contents which began to press outwards and upwards, beginning to restrict his breathing.
During one of those breaks, Robby leant back on the couch with a long groan and he had to shift to a more comfortable position, lying back more with his belly bulging proudly outwards.
“Ooow, uuuuuurp.” he moaned and laid a hand on his belly, rubbing it gently, up and down and then around in circles. He'd been able to hear and feel all the beer slosh around in his belly when he'd moved but touching it now, he couldn't believe how firm and bloated it was. Looking down, Robby could see its impressive bulge strain against his shirt, pushing the buttons apart slightly.
With a smile, he realized, he liked it; the exciting pain, the shape and stretching pressure of his swollen stomach and even the noises that his body produced; the gurgles, sloshing and the belches that were forced from his throat. So, Robby decided, he wasn't done yet. There was no way he was stopping now and, if he looked at it objectively, the pitcher was nearly empty anyway.
With renewed vigor, Robby began to gulp down the rest of the beer, holding the pitcher with one hand and rubbing his bloated stomach with the other, feeling the gurgling and rumbling under his fingers. Finally, he finished the pitcher.
“Hic! Uuuuuurp!” Robby had to actually pull the pitcher from his mouth quite sharply as he was surprised by a violent hiccup and his most enormous belch yet. It was only now really getting to Robby just how incredibly stuffed he felt; like a blimp with his belly bulging out several inches, making him look like he'd swallowed a beach ball.
As if on cue, his shirt finally gave up, big belly bursting free from its confinement and buttons clattering everywhere. Robby could only sit back and belch in bewilderment.
“Uuuuuuuuuurp!” Robby could no longer hold back his belches; he did not have the energy to do so. “Uuurp. Brurp.”
“That’s good beer,” he chuckled, putting his hand to his chest and belching rudely. He felt his eyelids growing heavy, and began to doze off.
When Robby woke up hours later, his belly was still somewhat bloated, but his stomach was screaming with an unbelievable hunger. He decided to…
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