A few minutes after you leaving the house to work with Allison having all the house too herself, wich she use most of the time by watching Cartoons on the TV while finishing her cereal with milk, but even though she finish up her cereal she still fill empty in her belly, like it wasn't enough to fill her up.
Allison: oh man i could sure eat another bowl cereal and more milk on it.
And so she did as she went to the kitchen and put more cereal and milk on it, with the gallon now empty she throws it away in the garbage as her parents thought her and grabs another gallon of milk and pour it on the bowl and finally grabs a gallon of orange Juice and pour it on a cup, However as she finish it to pour it her belly all the sudden lets out a growl making her rub her tummy to calm it down.
Allison: Oh man my Tummy is having munchies in there, i better grab more to eat
as Allison picks her cereals with milk plus grabs a still feels hungry despite she ate a bowl of cereal with milk in it last time yet it didn't seem to be enough with , soo she grab a bag of cookies in the counter and with the cereal milk and the a glass of orange juice she went to the couch and resume watching the tv, however she doesn't notice that her shirt is getting much fill as her belly grows rounder each inch.
in less than 10 minutes Allison finish up all the cereal and her bag of cookies with a glass of orange
“Oof… that was a big breakfast…” Allison leaned back on the chair, one hand rubbing her tummy and the other pushing aside the thoroughly licked clean bowl, knocking over the two empty boxes of cereal she had just guzzled her way through. The young eight-year-old had no idea what had come over her that morning. She woke up fine and dandy and wasn’t all that hungry until she had taken her first spoonful.
Her stomach then proceeded to let her know just how starved she really was and she was honestly surprised that her brother hadn’t heard it in his room upstairs. He hadn’t even noticed that she had finished off her box of cereal and was just starting on his own when he left for work. In the span of fifteen minutes, Allison had eaten two entire boxes of cereal, devoured a whole box of cookies, chugged down a whole gallon of milk, and drank several cups of orange juice.
And yet…
“I don’t feel full…” Allison worriedly looked down at her tummy, rubbing it as it grumbled. The young girl wondered if she was sick and, upon another rumbling growl, winced. She decided that yes she was ill and that she would have to follow her mother’s advice of feeding a cold and stuffing a fever.
Getting up from the table, Allison swooned slightly on her feet as her stomach sloshed with her extra large breakfast churning inside. She moaned at the strange sensation and placed both of her hands on her taut belly. Her stomach looked like she had swallowed a small melon and it certainly felt as heavy as one in her hands.
“Ohh… how come I don't feel full when my belly is so stuffed with food?” Allison groaned, closing her eyes as her hands moved lightly over her taut skin. A slight rumbling began in her belly, causing her body to start to tremble. She moaned again as her belly receded in her grasp, shrinking until it was only a slight swell instead of a large curve.
Yet the pressure, the tightness, hadn’t abated. If anything, it had grown to new levels and Allison felt it rising even higher until was eventually released in a long gassy belch. “UUUUUUURRRRRRRP!”
Her clothes tightened as her body swelled upwards, her borrowed t-shirt climbing up her stomach and her shorts rising above her knees. As she crept past five feet, the string along the waistband of her shorts untied itself, her stomach bulging slightly as the hem of her shirt rose enough to reveal her belly button. Her growth came to a halt as she crested six feet in all, her brothers’ clothes now fitting her like a second skin as she now stood several inches taller.
Her sleeves caved in to her grown arms and the seams along her thighs tore open, her flesh bulging through as the curve of her butt peaked over the waistband. Her underwear, the only article of clothing she was wearing that was her own, surrendered to her swollen hips with a loud snap that caused Allison to gasp softly.
Allison fell back onto her chair, the wood groaning loudly in protest, as she panted in the afterglow of her growth spurt and the gassy belch that she had unleashed throughout it. Her eyes opened in a lazy stare down towards her feet, watching her toes wriggle on the much smaller kitchen tile. She looked slowly about the room, taking in the change of perspective even when sitting down.
“Did I… really grow bigger?” Allison quietly murmured, the idea alone being more than enough to generate a strange but not unfamiliar sensation in her privates that she’s too young to really understand. It’s the same sensation she feels when she daydreams of her big brother and her doing things she’s seen and heard other couples do. Her eyes glazed over slightly as another, more familiar sensation began to make itself known to her.
Grumble…
“I’m hungry again…”
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