The girls were at school right now. Otherwise, Jessica would have called them down to have some cookies and cake.
Jessica looked at the sweets. The cookies, so fresh and warm. The cake, so fluffy and moist. She'd really outdone herself this time, it seemed. The food looked amazing. Absolutely incredible. And the smell! It was almost intoxicating. Jessica's stomach grumbled. She looked at the food.
Well... It would be a shame to have all this food go to waste...
Jessica picked up a cookie off of the tray. At this point, they had cooled down to a nice, warm temperatures, perfect for human consumption. They were chocolate chip cookies—Jessica's favorite. Biting into it, her taste buds were immediately flooded with a richness of flavor. This batch of cookies had been baked PERFECTLY. Jessica moaned quietly in delight. The first cookie was soon followed by a second. Then a third. Soon, Jessica was in a frenzy, devouring cookie after cookie until the entire batch was gone. Twelve cookies—gone in minutes.
Jessica was just the slightest bit full after that. They weren't small cookies by any means. However, there was one sweet still resting on the table: the devil's food cake. It was a small, circular cake, and it tempted her silently from where it sat. Eat me! it seemed to say. We both know you want to.
Jessica went over to a drawer and pulled out a spoon. She took the cake off of the table, sat down below the counter, and tucked in.
The cake was simply delectable, moist and fluffy with a strong chocolate flavor. Jessica took a moment to just enjoy the first bite, then began to dig in, shoveling spoonful after spoonful of cake into her mouth. She hadn't had time to add any frosting, but she didn't care—the cake was still delicious without it. Halfway through the cake, Jessica felt an intense pressure on her midsection. Almost reflexively, she unbuttoned her jeans, and the pressure was relieved. Jessica resumed her feast, and twenty minutes later, the cake was gone. Jessica placed her plate and spoon on the counter above her head before she sank down in her seat. Jessica looked at her belly.
It was rather stuffed, bulging forth from her midriff quite considerably and tight as drum. Her shirt had rode up a few inches, exposing her navel. A soft layer of belly fat had been forming around it for some time, now, and Jessica knew that this feast of hers wasn't going to help shrink it down. However, she couldn't say that she regretted it. At least, not at that moment.
Sighing, Jessica patted her belly. "What am I going to do with you?" she said.
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