“Hey Andrea, I just finished a plate of brownies in the back, can you check how they taste. I’ll deal with the customer.” Andrea felt her aunt’s well-manicured fingers on her shoulder as she practically shoved her out of the room. She didn’t need the be forced out to leave the bitchy customer and she didn’t need an invitation to shove her face with more food. She walked towards the back room, ignoring a wet, slurping noise behind her. Bertha had to be stuffing her face too, probably trying to gross out of intimate the rude customer.
“Honestly, it’s a wonder we make any profit with how much food auntie eats,” Andrea muttered, ignoring that she ate a good amount herself. Finding her brownies, she tossed them into her mouth and started scarfing down, filling her belly with the sweet goodness. Her aunt may be a fat, perverted bitch at times, but she knew how to make tasty food. Tossing more brownies into her mouth, Andrea stroked her pregnant belly as she wondered what she was going to do after the little one was born. It was hard searching for a new job now, but when she had a baby at home would it be any easier? She might just get stuck with this crappy job and have to face being sexually harassed every day? Stuffing another brownie in her mouth, she stood up suddenly and tossed the pan away.
No. She didn’t have to put up with this. Aunt Bertha had to stop treating her like a piece of meat and trying to have her way with her. It was wrong on so many different levels since she was both family and her boss. Getting a head of steam. She stomped out of the storeroom to confront her aunt. She stormed into the front of the bakery, finding the huge woman sitting on a stool, licking her fat chops. Gathering her courage, Andrea confronted Bertha with her head high.
“Listen Auntie!”
“UUUURRRRPPPPP!!!”
Andrea’s hair was blown back as the older woman turned to her and let out a tremendous belch right in her face. The young woman’s stomach clenched and she covered her mouth to keep from throwing up as the nasty, big burp filled her lungs. Bending over, she coughed and hacked as she tried to get the smell out of her lungs. She stared at the wide, protruding gut of her aunt, which looked even bigger than normal. She knew the woman ate a lot, but she’d never understand how she could possibly stuff herself enough to get her gut this huge. As she looked at it, she thought she saw it moving. Andrea then screamed as a hand pushed out from inside the gut.
“Oops, looks like my lunch won’t settle down,” Bertha said with a giggle as another hand print showed on her stomach. Andrea could only stare in horror as the imprint of a face showed on the flabby stomach, the mouth open as the person inside pushed against the stomach walls in a silenced scream. Another burp escaped Bertha, much tamer, but just as foul.
“This is why I usually stick to kids of the elderly, they don’t squirm as much or give me gas,” Bertha said and laughed some more. Her stomach gave a loud groan as her digestive system kicked into gear. Wet, gross sounding sounds whined from inside Bertha as the struggling inside her died down. Her meal only had a few minutes until all that struggling would crease and her belly would settle. It was too bad her niece didn’t come a few minutes later, now the cat was out of the bag. Oh well.
“You…you…ate her!” It didn’t take much to figure out what had happened. Annoying customer was gone, human shaped bulge in Bertha’s stomach. As crazy as it sounded, her aunt had eaten someone. Falling to her knees, Andrea stared up at the imposing fattie with tears in her eyes.
“Yep!” Bertha said, popping the P as she smiled with delight at her niece. She reached down and picked up the pregnant girl, lifting her up until her feet left the floor. “And now that you know my secret, I guess I’ll just have to eat you.”