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How would you feel if your date put away a little too much food and drink in their chubby, growing belly? Would you be able to keep your eyes from their bloated middle as it bulged through their clothes? Would you listen for the gurgles of their tummy as they try to digest everything you’d watched them eat, or try to politely turn a blind eye to their belches? …It was only our second date but I let my nerves get to me and ate my dinner a little too fast... maybe even ate a little more than I meant to... As much as I try to cover up my discomfort through sheer embarrassment you can’t possibly miss the belches I let out every so often so eventually I’ll just have to confess that I’m having a few digestion woes... Reluctantly I raise my shirt and allow you to begin rubbing my gut, admitting quietly that I might have gained a few pounds recently. I worry that you might think all that extra chub is disgusting but you soon put my mind at ease and the feeling of your fingers diving into my podgy tummy soon stirs things up. Before long I’m burping up a storm and feeling much relieved! I’m embarrassed... but maybe I enjoyed it a little more than I want to admit.... same time next week?