The Good, The Bad and The Buffet

The sun is high overhead in the town of Dirt Creek.  The summer air is dry and arid. The tiny town is not much too look at but the people there call it home.  Earlier that morning a stranger had come into town.  Her long, blonde hair flowed behind her as she slowly walked.  Her wide brimmed hat hid her eyes from view.  Her ample rear was crammed into her leather chaps and her boots were scuffed and worn.  She wore a long jacket that surrounded her like a shadow, but the front was opening leaving all to see her more than ample breasts and flat waistline.  At least, her waistline was flat. She had spent the past ten minutes guzzling water down in thirsty gulps from the town pump.  Her belly had grown into a prominent bulge; her navel was now a smudge against the taunt surface of her tummy.  Her navel ring bounced against the skin as her tummy swelled with every gulp of water.  

Walking through the desert can make one somewhat thirsty.

Vultures circled overhead, flapping lazily in the incessant heat, beating the dry, still air with their wings. Through every window, unseen but felt by the stranger, eyes watched fearfully as she guzzled and reforged herself from the towns pump. Their hearts beat in their chests, who was this girl who dared break the towns second rule, to not drink without permission, second only to the first rule...

      No food without the sheriff's permission.

The wooden boards of the saloon deck creaked and groaned as a pair of immaculately shined black boots slowly strolled across them. Disappearing into the bottom hem of a pair of achingly tight pinstripe black trousers, they complimented the new arrivals outfit beautifully. Despite the oppressive heat, the figure that made it's way onto the steps leading down to the street wore only black. A long black morning coat and a black Stetson hat perched atop a mane of flame red hair.

A callous smile on a pair of full, red lips and a twinkle in a pair of ice blue eyes.

Skin as white as driven snow.

The sheriff fingered her badge for a moment, her revolver still aimed skyward. "that's my pump, stranger..." she drawled menacingly. The badge held together the two halves of her jacket, beneath it she was quite naked, her plump bosom squished together, but emerging from it was a wondrous thing. The sheriff's stomach swelled forth, vast and bloated and glutted beyond belief, the tiny hollow of her navel staring balefully at the town's newest arrival, eclipsed by her grandiose size.The stranger paid no attention to shot, she didn't seem to react at all.  She merely licked her lips as she let the pump's handle fall back.  A few droplets of water rolled down her ample assets and onto the curve of her tummy.  Her green eyes stared at the sheriff coldly.  

"Just getting myself a drink sherif."

"Ain't you read the sign, stranger?" the sheriff smugly replied, jabbing her gun in the direction of a crudely painted sign on which the 'rules' of dirt creek were daubed in paint as garishly White as the sheriff's fattened midriff. No prizes for guessing where the majority of the town's food stock went to, the grand orb burgled softly as it warmed up in the sun. She eyed the strangers tummy and smirked... It was smaller than her own bloated belly. The stranger merely looked over at the sign and made the sound of what might have been either a snort of derision or a smirk, but her lips never curled.  She merely lowered her head and began gulping down the water once again. Again, the portly semblance of law and order raised her pistol and fired, this time the shot pinging loudly from the handle of the pump.

"you ain't much of a one for listening, are you stranger?" she smiled, before holstering her weapon in a gun belt that seemed primarily concerned with keeping her trousers up.

"I may have been a touch hasty there though... Tell you what, you have my permission to
drink freely, so long as you let me buy you lunch..."

The stranger stopped drinking and looked at the immensely bloated sheriff.  "I could use a meal," she said in a cold whisper as she rubbed her gurgling belly.  "I may just have to take you up on that offer sheriff.  Seein' since I'm new in town."  She walked forward, her tummy wobbling with each step.

The sheriff stepped toward her at the last moment, the two of them stopping belly to belly in the middle of the town street. She smiled as she felt the new woman's girth, hard and tight and sloshing, pressed up against her own, a slight amount of padding belying the bloated fecundity's swollen state, beyond the slight layer of accrued fat there was almost no give in the sheriff's stomach.

"name's Bella, stranger... What's yours?"

"No offence sheriff, but I don't much like giving my name.  You can call me Dusty if you want to call me something," Dusty replied cooly.  "I haven't eaten in days and my belly needs more than just water to be satisfied."  She gave her belly a slap; a ripple rolled across her belly causing its contents to slosh and churn.

"none taken, plenty who pass through these parts never give a name..." Bella nodded, before placing a hand gently on Dusty's gut and stroking it. "let's see if we can't find you something to satisfy this cute little tum of yours... Roast beef should be ready by now..." she giggled, before turning to the saloon and strolling inside, rolling her wide hips as she walked.

Dusty didn't let most folk touch her belly but since she was the sheriff in town she let it slide.  She watched Bella waddled inside and wondered how her legs could support such a massive frame like hers.  Her thoughts of Bella's ample gut left her head as the smell of freshly cooked meat filled her nose and a hunger filled her belly.

Inside the saloon a table had been set with two places facing each other, and in the centre what appeared to be an entire cows worth of cooked meat and all the trimmings to go with it. It was a wonder such a feast could be provided in such an impoverished looking community, though if the rules were any evidence the rest of the town probably didn't eat so well. The sheriff settled herself in her seat, her legs spread to accommodate her voluminous waistline, her plate piled high with meat. "better be quick, it's cooling!" she laughed, before shovelling the first forkful into her mouth. Dusty took her seat and slowly took a forkful of meat.  She had already filled herself with water but there was always room for fresh meat.  She hadn't eaten in days and she moaned softly in her throat as her teeth sank into the succulent meat.

Unbeknownst to her guest, Bella had eaten perhaps an hour ago, but there was no point in letting the food go to waste if it meant intimidating her new acquaintance. Mouthful after mouthful raced passed her lips, Bella quickly began to feel the surface of her already colossal and well packed tummy start to rise...

Dusty swallowed her first mouthful and immediately repeated the process.  Her dormant hunger had now awakened and it was craving more of the delicious meat Dusty had swallowed from the first forkful.  Her inflated belly began to grow and expand as well.

"you seem to have plenty of room for your appetite there, Dusty..." Bella commented, waving her fork toward the visible dome of tanned flesh across from her. "as you can tell... I'm in possession of quite an appetite myself, one that the people of this town have come to revere..."

"Is that so?" Dusty nonchalantly replied as she took another mouthful of food.

"indeed. In my slimmer days I cleared out the red hand gang from the hills north of here. They had no money to pay me, so I took payment in the form of food... And I've made quite a hefty balance in the pay books..." she grinned, patting her bloated midriff for emphasis, causing it to groan very slightly

"That is quite the tummy you've got the there Bella.  Must have taken an awful lot of food to get that thing so plump," Dusty said as she gestured towards the sheriff's ample gut.  

"Of course though before I became a drifter I wasn't such a skinny twig myself."  Dusty patted her respectfully own round gut with a prideful pat.

"were you now... Tell me, in all your travels did you ever see anything as magnificent as this?" Bella hauled herself to her feet, drawing back the sides of her coat to proudly display her immense belly. "it has taken more than this town could afford to give to turn me into the woman I am today, but by the time I'm through with them I'll be twice this size!" she proclaimed vainly, flaunting her gargantuan tummy.

"I'll admit that is quite an impressive tummy Bella. In fact it is perhaps, oh I don't know, maybe the second best tummy I've ever seen.  But I've seen one better," Dusty replied with a coy smile

"What?!" the bloated red head spat, striding around the table and puffing out her tummy to it's fullest swell. "tell me, you lie! What magnificent midriff could possibly rival such a prodigious paunch as my own?!" she snarled, her belly looming huge beside the new arrival.

"My tummy.  Today I'm rather small but back before I was a drifter I had the biggest belly anyone had ever seen!"  Dusty boasted.  "When I was born I was the biggest baby born ever in the history of the town.  When I was just a little tot my mother had to knit all my clothes because my round belly would simply pop out of anything she bought in stores.  In my teens I took to robbing bakeries, got stuck in a few windows on occasion.  And during my last year in town I was so big that I broke a door frame just trying to leave my house!  Back before I used the name Dusty my gut was legendary, some say I could fit a grown man in it and still be hungry.  But years of wandering have caused me to shed all that weight and now here I am.  Your tummy is quite big Bella," Dusty patted Bella's massive gut gently, "but my gut was simply bigger still than even yours."


"Nonsense!" Bella roared, arching her back in a fearsome display of bloated scale. "I'm the biggest there ever was... Look upon my glorious girth, examine it as closely as you wish, for it's the largest there ever was!" her tummy let out an ominous groan at that point that she chose to ignore, clearly not happy with it's current treatment.

Dusty only shook her head.

"Like I said it's good but your tummy is still second best."  

Dusty's own tummy had swollen considerably.  It now made her massive chest look almost average sized as it loomed out before her.  Juices had dribbled onto her tummy and left streaks as the drops ran down the fecund swell of the drifter's rapidly expanding stomach.

"Then I'll prove it to you... Just you watch!" Bella roared, reaching over and dragging the platter of meat toward herself. She stood proudly, her left hand pressed to the small of her back as she arched it to emphasise her bloat, while her right began to grab great slabs of meat before stuffing them into her mouth. Bella barely chewed, instead simply seeming to gulp down great mouthfuls like some vile desert snake eating an egg. Her belly, almost immediately, began to swell outward, heavy and fecund between them.

Dusty continued to eat but her eyes remained glued to Bella.  The sheriff began to expand before her very eyes.  She watched the massive, pale orb grow, grow, and grow.  "This girl's got quite the appetite," she thought as her own belly swelled but at a much slower pace than the sheriff's.

Still Bella continued to eat, seeming to pause only for breath. She moaned between bites to herself, her belly was beginning to take on that leaden, heavy feeling she often felt after a huge meal, but still she continued, stuffing her already magisterial midriff yet fuller and swelling it yet larger, determined to upstage this wandering whelp who had offended her glorious gut.

"What's the matter sheriff?  Belly getting a little too full for you?" Dusty inquired as she leaned back and unbuttoned the front of her shorts and chaps.  She sighed as her belly had more to grow and resumed eating.

"nothing of the kind... Just a bit of trapped gas I think, an occupational hazard of eating at such velocity..." Bella replied with a snort, pausing for a second to swallow and caress her vast tummy. "if I were you I'd get an ear to this beauty... I'm told it sounds more powerful than a orator geyser when it's had a good meal in it..." she grinned, before continuing her feast, though at a slightly slower pace.

*****

Much time passed. The afternoon came and went, the shadows creeping longer across the boarded storefronts in the town square, few voices were heard save for the relentless clatter or cutlery on crockery, coming incessantly from the direction of the saloon...

*****

The plates and platters stood empty now, picked clean like bones amidst the shifting sands and bleaching sun of the desert that surrounded this town and had brought Dusty to them. Mounds of dirty bowls and plates bore testament to the spectacle that now drew all focus in the room... Bella's stomach. The sheriff had accomplished the seemingly inhuman task of consuming the entirety of the feast, but now her belly bulged forth from her in an outlandish display of debauched gluttony, her hands unable to reach around the pallid leviathan.

"there... Finally... Ugh... I did it... I'm the biggest... URP! There ever was..." she moaned vainly and proudly, arching her back and allowing her monstrous midriff to protrude to it's fullest bloated extent.

"you may... Ooooh... Examine my wondrous belly"

Dusty's own belly had swelled to an impressive size as well although it paled in comparison to Bella's leviathan-like gut.  "I have to give the devil her due Bella, you really know how to eat."  Dusty awkwardly stood up, her back arching under the weight of her tummy.  She gently placed a hand on Bella's fecund tummy, marvelling at its size. Bella looked a little more pale than usual, her face seemed drained somewhat, her energies sapped by consuming such an enormous quantity, with the added pressure of holding it all successfully within herself.

"it's taken a lot... Ooooooh... A lot of practice... But my tummy... Is now nigh on invincible... It can withstand such challenges... Effortlessly!" she boasted, luxuriating under the caress of another woman's hand on her unbelievably bloated abdomen. Dusty admired the massive bloat for a moment.  She wondered at its vast size, the great curve of flesh, and the minor indent that was once Bella's navel.  She could hardly believe that Bella had bought the lie about her being the biggest in the world.  It was true that Dusty had sported quite the tummy once but she was never Bella's size.  

"Such a tummy..." she murmured as she ran a finger across the taunt and straining skin.

"Mmmmm..." Bella purred, closing her eyes for a moment and savouring the feeling. No-one dared even look at her stomach in Dirt Creek anymore, let alone touch it, so it was both a novel and somewhat beguiling sensation for the fattened lawmaker to have her tummy touched so reverentially.

"more..." she whispered, urging Dusty on. Dusty smiled and obliged the sheriff.  She gently ran her finger along the massive circumference of Bella's engorged belly.  Dusty paused to gently insert her finger into the shallow dip of Bella's navel.


Bella smiled. "this is.... Only the beginning..." she spoke, her voice strained by the colossal pressure within her regal tummy, the pale sphere straining with every breath. "Soon I will have drained this town of -buuuurp- every scrap of food to help grow my majestic belly, making sure I'm as big as I can get, I will carry on in other towns, growing and growing as .... Ugh... Word of my accomplishment spreads too..." she caressed her girth lovingly, a particularly angry gurgle escaping the fecund bloat. "soon, my tummy will be famous, and people will come from all over the country and pay huge sums for the privilege I have given you here..." she gently placed her hand against Dusty's head, pressing it to her worryingly vocal belly. "I shall be rich, famous, and oh so much bigger..." she giggled, before a violent judder and a mournful moan halted her good humour, a look of explicit discomfort creeping across the red head's beautiful features.


Dusty rubbed her own belly as she smiled.  She couldn't believe how big Bella had gotten.  She had seen some big bellies but this one was by far the biggest.  "My oh my sheriff that is a quite an eyeful.  And I think it goes without saying that it's also a belly full too!"

"ugh... You can... URP... Say that again..." Bella groaned, her own fingers gently drumming on the magnificently swollen surface of her immense abdomen. "I think... I think this might be... My biggest yet..." she admitted, a note of both pride and wonderment creeping into her voice as she absentminded lay brushed a smudge of barbecue sauce off of her otherwise pristine paunch, proudly displaying it in its perceived perfection.

"I'm truly... A marvel, aren't i?" she preened vainly.

Dusty only nodded as she brushed her hair aside and placed an ear to Bella's overstuffed belly.  She listened to the myriad of gurgles and groans that came from within the enormous belly of the local sheriff with a slight smile.  Dusty continued to rub the taunt skin gently as she murmured, "It sounds so full." Dusty listened to angry chorus coming from within Bella's gargantuan tummy.  She gently placed her hand against the swell and felt just how tightly the skin had been stretched.  "Sounds like you've got quite the plan for this belly Bella, but there's just one problem with it..."

"Mmm?" Bella raised a quizzical eyebrow, luxuriating in the feeling of having her belly caressed by such a gentle, feminine hand. "and what might that be? Surely there's no problem with my glorious tummy, it hasn't even got a stretch mark on it!" she proudly boasted.

"It's not stretch marks you should be worried about Bella," Dusty replied as she gently stroked the smudge of the sheriff's navel with her finger. "What you should be worried about is this great big tummy of yours going 'pop'," Dusty said as she made a popping noise with her mouth as she continued to caress the enormous belly that was pressed against her cheek.


Bella giggled, a disarming, fluttering sound as her stomach glowered and churned. "why, what a priceless imagination you have!" she smiled, bemused affection brightening her countenance as she regarded the ghostly swell of her magnificent midriff, gently stroking her hands over the flanks of the monstrously gargantuan expanse, the showreel of her gluttonous desires playing endlessly through her head as she regarded it. "no such fate will ever befall my priceless belly, it gets bigger and more awe inspiring every day, and shall continue to for as long as I live!" she boasted. Dusty gently stroked the enormous mass of flesh.  "You're going to be an awfully big girl then." Dusty stood back up and supported her curved spine with her hands; she was still trying to get used to the weight of her heavy girth.  

"Problem is Bella your tummy might not hold out that long."

"Nonsense!" Bella scowled, becoming somewhat annoyed that the abilities of her abdomen to stand up to the force of her will and the weight of her own ambition were being disputed. "it's holding out just -Urp!- fine! Whatever would make you say such a ridiculous thing?!" she demanded, parting her jacket to let the full and terrible circumference of her girth be seen.

Dusty chuckled at Bella's outburst.  

"Sorry Sheriff, just teasin'.  Tell you what.  How about you and me go to someplace a little more private and I can repay you for this meal and lovely new tummy," Dusty cooed as she rubbed her belly and played with her popped out belly button.

"tempting..." Bella eyed the bronzed bowl of Dusty's stomach, coaxing a gurgling groan from her own with one slow circuitous rub of the engorged blimp protruding from her torso. "deal. I keep a room upstairs, the suite, on permanent reserve in case I overdo things of a meal time. It's the first door on the left upstairs, how about you make your way up and get comfortable, it takes me a while to haul my big beautiful belly up all those steps these days. Still, if one is achieve such perfection... One must make sacrifices." Bella smiled happily as she pushed out her belly and slowly rubbed the front of the bulge.  

"See you upstairs Sheriff."  Dusty waddle away, popping her hips with every step.  Her bulbous rear jiggled with every step as she made her way to the stairs. Slowly, Bella began to follow her, eyes transfixed hungrily on the swaying delight of Dusty's ample rump, the fabric of her pants doing nothing to disguise the enticing motion. Bella's own motion was somewhat impeded by the ballooned swell of her unbelievable gut, her hands cradling the massive orb she waddled slowly to the stairs and began to ascend, already puffing from the effort of moving her bloated body.

Dusty stood at the top of the stairs.  She continued to stroke her swollen tummy with a sly smile.  'Having trouble there Bella?  Don't take too long now or else this gorgeous sphere might shrink back."

"I'm coming..." Bella puffed, manoeuvring her colossal gut up the stairs, her belly creaking with the strain of movement whilst under such pressure. "you get in there and get relaxing, ready for me to make my grand entrance..."

Dusty nodded and disappeared around the corner.  "Door's open for ya!" she called down as she entered the lavish suite. Bella reached the top of the stairs, leaning heavily on the banister for a moment while she caught her breath. "just... Just a minute..." she called as she propped her weight up against the bannister, the old warped wood creaking almost as loud as the flesh of her tummy. Sufficiently refreshed, she stood straight, arched her back, and prepared to give the desert wandering minx a sight she wouldn't soon forget! She marched straight forward, biting her lip in anticipation of the coming worship of her glorious tummy, before with a rubbery squeal she found she could go no further. Opening her eyes cautiously, she knew before she saw it what had happened, just from the squeezing sensation around her majestic middle. Her belly was wedged in the doorway. She had been right, this indeed was the largest she'd ever been. Futilely she struggled, but this only served to pinch her belly harder, she was stuck fast.

"Oh what's the matter?  Did your tummy get stuck in tiny little doorway?" Dusty cooed. The nomadic desert girl had stripped off her bottoms leaving only a strained pair of thing panties to cover her wide hips and plump rear.  She waddled over and gently stroked Bella's trapped tummy.  

"Oh dear, perhaps I should give you a push?" she asked as he placed a hand gently on the sheriff's tummy.

"no no no... I can do it!" Bella replied, a little too quickly to mask the sudden note of panic in her voice as she entertained the thought of someone pushing on her divine abdomen. She braced her legs and heaved, but a horrendous series of groans caused her to halt, a wince of pain on her face.

"It seems you're stuck tight sheriff.  It's a shame though, I was going to do things to you that you'd never dream of," Dusty replied with a grin.  "What to do with you now..."

"I'd appreciate you wiping that grin off your face..." Bella growled, before straightening herself up and casting an appreciative eye over her situation. "still... It's not every girl who can say she outgrew a hotel. It seems my tummy is yours to admire, Dusty..."

"Getting a little testy I see," Dutsy replied.  She poked Bella's navel playfully.  "Now what to do with all this tummy in front of me?"

"Well... what indeed..." Bella smiled, eyeing the strained thong encircling Dusty. "there certainly is rather a lot of me, ain't there? Careful with that poking though..."

"You mean poking like this?" Dusty asked.  This time she poked Bella's navel harder.  The skin creaked as she applied the pressure to the smudge that was once Bella's navel.

"Ngggggh!" Bella moaned, her eyes wide with alarm and pain as she felt the contents of her painfully bloated girth shift ominously within her overtaxed tummy. "stop that at once! To some it would be an honour to lay hands on such a belly, you'd do well to remember yourself!" she scolded, anger blossoming within her to cover the stab of fear she felt.

"Guess your tummy isn't as tough as you thought there Bella," Dusty replied as she put her hands on her hips.  "Well you certainly can't stay there.  What say we get you out?" Dusty said as a coy smile crossed her lips.

"And how exactly do you propose we do that, genius?!" Bella sneered, nodding towards her stuck tummy. "my belly's wedged hard, and it ain't getting any smaller!"

"I have an idea sheriff," Dusty replied as she backed away from Bella.  "How about your last request?"

"My last request? Whatever do you mean?" she asked genuinely curious. "well, if I had to pick one thing..." she thought aloud, deciding to play along with what she thought was a game, "I'd love to see you pretend to be in labour... To admit that impressive belly of yours isn't all dinner..." she admitted with a debauched smirk.

"Well..." Dusty pondered.  Suddenly her hands went to her belly and her mouth formed an O of surprise.  "My tummy...ugh...it hurts!" she groaned as she clutched the bulging sphere.

"mmm... I always suspected.., you've been keeping a secret from me, haven't you?" Bella purred, slipping into the fantasy with ease. "what's really in that tummy of yours you show off so proudly?"

"I didn't think...I was ready to pop so soon!" Dusty said with a cringe.  "My belly...".  Dusty bent over as she cradled her abdomen


"Those who are about to never do i imagine. Still, you certainly look ready to pop..." Bella panted, a curious blush creeping up and over her cheeks. Dusty fell to the floor but instead of screaming in pain she burst into laughter as she looked over at the wedged Bella.

"hmmph, I knew it was too good to last... And what's so damn funny?" the bloated sheriff asked, just about able to see Dusty over the glutted horizon of her own belly.

"The fact that this is how it's going to end...for you.  The notorious sheriff meets her end stuck in a doorway because of the tummy she loves so much!"  Dusty stood up and reached into the depths of her cleavage.  She slowly drew a small pistol and pulled the hammer back slowly.

"wait... What are you blathering about? That had better not be loaded..." Bella warned, her anger replaced with incredulity as she watched the formerly faux labouress arise, clutching a derringer with a look of intent.

"It's time you paid for stealing food from these poor folks for years.  And this little derringer will be the one that finally gets rid of you.  Now all I have to do is squeeze one finger and this town will be rid of you and your girth..."

"you wouldn't dare! My precious tummy... You don't have the nerve! If I wasn't wedged in here I'd gun you down like a dog! To think I let you listen to it, to touch it, to even see it!" she cried in outrage, her eyes flitting frantically to her vulnerable tummy.

"Well you better get one last look at your beautifully bloated belly, Bella!" Dusty snarled as she raised the derringer; the gun was aimed on Bella's navel.

"No, no please!" Bella suddenly begged, trying desperately to suck in her tummy and free herself, anything to escape from the slow and inexorable advance of the tiny gun barrel towards her tiny smudge of a navel. "you can't... My glorious tummy! You wouldn't! Have mercy!"

"Hope you enjoyed your last supper you bitch!"  Dusty squeezed the trigger.  The gun fired with a cracking report. Bella screamed as she felt a stabbing pain, the tiny bullet punching straight through the skin of her tummy like it was wet paper. For a moment, nothing happened, before with a deep gurgle Bella's tummy began to rumble loudly and terribly. A sob escaped her lips. "no no no no!" she pleaded with her tummy, but it was too late. Dusty ran for cover as she tossed the gun aside.  She ducked behind the bureau and waited for the inevitable, fingers in her ears, eyes squeezed shut.

"Ahhh! No! What have you done! I could have had it all, everything, my beautiful tummy... What have you done?!" Bella cried out as her stomach shook seismically. The bloated orb creaked ever louder, the pressure building, before finally, with a scream from Bella and an almighty bang, her tummy burst.