From fables of bellies untold, comes the story of a young maiden- blessed with unwavering abilities to take air. She found that her body craved it, without a care she made a dare that no one could outmatch her belly. So she started to practice and slave- until he belly swell with fruit to bare- just AIR! A belly queen she became with power untold! Kept inside her yawning gut. Lurching and growling, growing and prowling for a way to get bigger. But her greatest fans grew greedier. Not enough they said- Not enough of you belongs to me- Let's play, and pump you up until you crave. To drag between her legs and put her at the perfect position to be fucked and dismayed. With milker's attached, belly trapped, she the Queen wanted to be poked unfair. To spew and cry, for her belly to simply defy. With a great scream she came, all down her legs and to her great dismay- Her gut grew yet another inch like rain in May. Until it was pink as a popper. It growled and pulled until off the ribs it strained, and yet she begged for more. Eventually, they stopped, and she gave a big blop, as she fell onto the bed to have a good slumber. A belly distended will she wake to, and make a shade to masturbate to.