《Wide Thunder》Chapter 1.1
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Amanda stared at her reflection in the mirror, once again trying to suppress a rising torrent of emotions. Only this time the emotions she was trying to keep in check wasn't depression or any other dark thought better left in her closet. The emotion she was trying to hold back was glee, a child like mirth. Her reason for such joy was simple: she'd been asked to guard her favorite actor. Kellog Keyes, who played as Ran Robbo in her favorite movie of all time, Laser swords in space. Which was why she had to suppress her joy, if she didn't then there was the chance she might embarrass herself, or worse be too distracted to actually protect her charge. Which was why she needed to be so serious for the task ahead of her.
After once again mastering her emotions Amanda donned her costume, stuffed her greedy gut, and headed off to the H.H.Q. When Amanda arrived at center of all hero related work in the city a black limousine sat in front of the building. Amanda shook with glee as she passed the vehicle, no doubt in her mind about who it belonged to. As soon as she finished struggling through the building's front door the receptionist at the front desk informed her that she was needed on the 14th floor. Amanda wasted no time getting her loveseat filling rear onto the elevator. With a serious face Amanda pressed the button for the 14th floor, and wondered on how she should introduce herself to the famous actor.
When the elevator came to a stop and Amanda found herself staring at her boss's door, her confidence shattered. She once again found herself worrying about her figure, more specifically her colossal, oversized, mega fat, rump. The thoughts came like the fire of a machine gun. But just as quickly as the thoughts came they were quieted by the gentle touch of a hand on her shoulder. Amanda looked back at her best friend, and smiled at her reassuring face. Nicole smiled back at the much larger woman as she finally gathered the courage to walk up to the door and knock.
Amanda sucked in her gut and lifted up her breasts as she sidled into the room. Her belly returned to it's full round and incredibly soft glory, and her breasts flopped onto her middle with a loud heavy slap, as she sat down on her boss's - much larger than Nicole's couch - sofa. Seated behind his desk was Amanda's boss, and sitting in the guest chair in front of him was Kellog Keyes. Who was intently staring at her with a pensive look on his face. Amanda's cheeks turned red as she noticed his focused gaze on her.
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The famed actor turned his attention back towards Amanda's boss as he asked the other man a question. "Is this... Her?" He attempted to whisper while not so subtly pointing at Amanda.
Amanda's boss leaned back in his chair as he answered. "Yes, this is Wide Thunder, and she will be your personal guard for the duration of your stay in our city."
Kellog stood, turned towards Amanda and offered her his hand. Amanda stared at the offered hand for a moment before realizing that it was being offered to her. She grasped the actor's hand in her own, and shook his hand.
"Hi I'm Kellog, and you must be a fan."
"Oh um yeah actually. How'd you know?" Amanda sheepishly asked.
"Well You've been staring at me nonstop with that grin on your face the whole time. So I just kinda assumed."
Amanda blushed and looked away. "S-sorry. I didn't me--"
"Don't worry about it. Besides I'm sure we've all been caught staring at something that's caught our interest before." Kellog interrupted.
Amanda stood and followed the actor out the door, which he graciously held open for her as she passed through it. "T-thanks."
"No need to thank me." Kellog said as the elevator door opened, and he let Amanda get on before him.
Many thoughts raced through Amanda's mind as her favorite actor stood in front of her, his shoulders inches away from her bust. When the elevator at last reached the bottom And Kellog had stepped out of the metal box, Amanda's stomach let loose a thunderous roar of hunger. Every head on the floor turned in Amanda's direction, which normally wouldn't bother her in the slightest. But she felt her cheeks turn bright red with shame when Kellog turned and stared at her enormous, and apparently empty, belly.
"You wanna get some breakfast?"
"Yes please." She admitted.
Amanda and Kellog made their way out of the building to the black limousine sitting directly outside. A grey haired man dressed in a black suit stepped out of the limousine and opened the passenger door for them. Kellog entered the limousine first, followed by Amanda's head then her torso, and coming to a momentary stop at the start of her hips. With a strain of effort she managed to pull her hips through the door, she plopped down onto the actor's lap. Smothering his legs beneath her abundant flesh, her head buried in the vast canyon of her bosom. She hurriedly clambered as fast as she was able to the seat opposite of him, her rear rubbing against both sides of the limo as it shook with wild abandon.
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"I am So sorry." She apoligized as her rump hid her seat from view beneath her. "Can we Please act like that never happened?"
"Of course, of course."
The window behind Amanda rolled down as the Chauffeur called out to his employer. "Where to sir?"
"To the nearest buffet."
The bench dissappeared beneath Amanda as she sat both her plate and herself down at the table located in the back of the breakfast buffet. Amanda grabbed her fork, and brought a mouthful of syrup drenched pancake to her waiting mouth. Kellog watched as she tore through the stack of pancakes one bite at a time, and then got up to get more again and again. Only ceasing in her rampant gluttony when her suit became uncomfortably tight on her frame.
Amanda sat her fork down and began the difficult process of heaving herself up from the bench, when Kellog broke his silence. "You full?"
Amanda was tempted to lie to him, to tell him that she couldn't eat another bite, but the bottomless pit that constituted as her stomach answered him before she got the chance. It let out a roar of hunger equally as thunderous as the one it made earlier in the day. Amanda blushed as Kellog grabbed her plate, and returned to their table with a stack of pancakes almost to tall to safely carry. He sat the syrup coated tower down in front of her, and once again took his seat across from her.
He stared at her in silence as she tore through the pancakes before her. They dissappeared down her gullet faster than he - and some other patrons - thought possible. One by one the panoply of pancakes were eaten until they were no more. Before Kellog could ask the question Amanda knew he would ask she handed him her plate as her stomach quietly grumbled for more.
"Can you bring me back some sausage and bacon too?" She added, to which the famed actor eagerly nodded his head.
He returned with a tower of pancakes slightly taller then the last, and drizzled with far more syrup. After sitting the plate in front her he departed and then returned with two plates, one in each hand. The first plate he sat down was almost overflowing with sausage, and the second was buried beneath bacon. She tore into her food with unmatched gusto, her gut expanding to contain all the food she happily glutted herself with. When all three of her plates were empty she handed them back to Kellog, who left to once again refill the plates.
Again and again he returned, and larger and larger Amanda's gut grew. Eventually reaching a size so large she had no choice but to turn sideways in order to keep eating. Her nonstop eating and ponderous size soon drew the attention of many if not all the restaurants patrons. They watched on as Amanda consumed more and more food, as her stomach reached further unbelievable sizes. When at last Kellog had returned with nothing but empty plates in his hands. Amanda gave him a questioning look as she rubbed what little of her belly she could.
"There's no more. You ate it all."
Amanda raised her hands to the air in victory, as her audience drowned the room with the sound of their applause. They continued to applaud her as they helped her to her feet, and out the door. Kellog watched in amazement as the horde of patrons managed to shove her into his limousine, and was even more blown away when Amanda's stomach let loose another thunderous roar shortly after they drove off.
"A-are you really still hungry?" He asked in bewilderment.
"Not really." Amanda replied from behind her tremendous middle, as it let loose another roar equally as powerful and loud as the last. "Just thinkin about what I'm gonna eat tomorrow."
The (normally) bottom-heavy heroine dozed off over the course of the drive. Only to be woken hours later when the limousine came to a stop in front of the largest hotel in the city. With Kellog's and his chauffeur's help Amanda managed to get her massive orb like belly out of the long vehicle. Together Kellog and Amanda made their way to his appartment, Amanda staying alert the whole time.
Amanda sauntered past Kellog into his appartment, and took a seat on the sofa in the middle of the room. She turned towards the celebrity she was charged with guarding, and grinned at him while rubbing her slightly shrunken stomach. "Like what you see?" She asked in a teasing tone of voice.
"Yeah actually. How'd you know?"
Amanda's grin turned into an inviting smile. "Simple I caught you staring at something that caught your interest."
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