Niqueria - Best Dish at the Buffet

Niqueria took a deep breath as she stepped into the ‘Bottomless Dragon Buffet’ lobby, inhaling as much of the mouth watering aroma of the all-you-can-eat feast that lay just ahead of her. She had been waiting all week for this special banquet, here in her favorite restaurant in Serval City. Her stomach growled impatiently in anticipation of the delectable cuisine soon to fill it like only the ‘Bottomless Dragon’ could. When it came to filling Niqueria’s stomach few restaurants had the staff or resources to do and that is what made the Bottomless Dragon so unique. They had a very unique ability to never run out of any of their dishes, no matter the dish. She shivered as she licked her lips, thinking of the endless meat dishes, limitless noodle platters , infinite pork & Beef bowls, inexhaustible french fries, boundless seafood  and of course their delicious one-of-a-kind Triple-meat belly buster Bean buns; her absolute favorite dish.

*RRRRGGGRRRGLRLRLROOORRRWWLL…* rumbled her briefly flat tummy.

“Oh No! Na you again!” complained Mrs.Yue, the small aged woman at the pay counter who owned the Bottomless Dragon Buffet. “We have deal, you pay extra. You eat too much! You bankrupt my restaurant.”

“Yea yea. Good to see you too, Mrs.Yue. We both know you love it when I come here. Here…” Niqueria said placing 2 crisp $100.00 bills on the counter with a wink before walking towards her usual table. “And keep the change. I’ll be at my usual table so keep the Pepsi refills coming.” 

As Niqueria strutted off she heard the old woman shout something in mandrin to the chefs in the back kitchen as she got up to place the “Sorry We’re CLOSED” sign on front door. After placing her blue and red hoodie jacket and purse at the table, revealing her outfit pink wife-beater Niqueria took a brief look around the near empty restaurant noting only a couple who seemed to be on a date, an old man and woman and family of four. She momentarily wondered if got enough to eat already before turning her attention and eying the buffet she intended to raze. 

With her ravenous intentnion set Niqueria made a B-line straight for the buffet. She grabbed two of the wide 16” inch  plates balancing them expertly on her left forearm with a third plate in her left hand and began to load up the plates with food. Deciding to start off slow she only filled those three plates with substantially large piles of rotisserie chicken, lo mein noodles, Egg Rolls, lasagna fried rice and a few other items, not counting the large scoops of food she deposited directly into her mouth as she moved along. Once Niqueria seated herself to officially begin her feast she tore through those few plates so quickly and thoroughly that she actually tipped one plate over her wide opened mouth and shoveled the food down her throat. Less than five minutes later she was walking back up to the food bar patting the slight food packed swell in her once flat torso.

A little while later as Niqueria began loading new heaping mounds of various foods onto the six new plates she was balancing on a wide tray, she encountered another woman with her own sizeable belly swell. It wasn't long before Niqueria recognized the woman as as the girl from the dating couple she spotted earlier, giving the fellow glutton a nod as they passed opposite sides of the bar. To her surprise Niqueria felt a twinge of competitiveness as the woman nodded back with a dismissive smirk. Clearly this chick didn't know on whose territory she had entered and Niqueria felt it was her place to prove herself queen of this buffet.

Over the next few hours the two women headed back and forth to the buffet bar each hauling incredibly copious amounts of food back with them to ravenously devour.  While neither woman had exchanged any more than an occasional measuring glance at the other’s incessantly swelling belly neither woman approached the other or exchanged a word. Their competitive tensions were expressed across the room only through echoing belches or the gurgling of their huge food stretched stomachs. Each time Niqueria or the other woman would stand to go back for a refill, she would massage the prodigious mounds of her belly before waddling off towards the waning food source.

Niqueria saw the woman was slowing in her consumption as the night went on until finally she saw the woman remain seated, stroking the distended bulge of her stomach as Niqueria waddled for another heaping helping. The woman’s date sat beside her wide eyed and rubbing her large ballooned belly, a visible erection pressing against his khaki pants. While they both women sported bellies that made them look slightly more pregnant than women carrying triplets, Niqueria ’s was still noticeably larger and she felt a ache of jealousy that it wasn't her victorious stomach being massaged. 

Taking a self-congratulatory victory lap Niqueria  waddled slowly among the rows of buffet tables, balancing the tray upon her jutting bulbous belly in full view of the woman and her progressively cuter date. One free hand massaged the soft skin of her food-gravid belly, the other scooped the tastiest of the buffet selections onto her tray. Of course knew she could fit more food down her gullet into her swollen gut she was glad that the woman had given up. She would of course eat more but she wanted to do so at her own leisure, savoring the feeling and flavors of mouthfuls of food sliding down her throat.

It was then that Niqueria realized the tragic horror of which she dreaded most. The delicious one-of-a-kind Triple-meat belly buster Bean buns were gone, the pan which held them only moment earlier empty but for crumbs and steam. Although she had eaten no less than fifty of these meat buns that night, she was furious at their absence and slammed her tray down and stormed back to the kitchen.

“HEY-OOOOUUUUURRRRURP!!” Niqueria shouted her anger and gas getting the best of her “ What’s up with the Triple-Meat bean buns!?”

“We out! What it look like!?” Shouted back Mrs.Yue who had hobbled into the kitchen behind her. “ Your fatty fat friend eat them all up. Like you fatty fat! Should charge her more too! Not get out of kitchen.”  

Mrs. Yue prodded Niqueria’s big belly with her rubber tipped cane, causing the stuffed gut to grumble and groan at the rude treatment until Niqueria backed out of the kitchen.  Rubbing her abused stomach tenderly Niqueria made her way back to her table crestfallen. Even after gluttonous victory and a hoard of food still remaining to be devoured all she could think of were the Triple meat bean buns that now eluded her. Even just one of those delicious morsels would’ve been the perfect way to finish off her dinner.

As she sat brooding and drumming her finger atop her bulbous belly as it rested in her lap Niqueria heard a roaring belch rip across the otherwise silent restaurant followed by a pained groan. Shifting her gaze toward the source she was un-surprised to see the woman, now alone, still massaging her apparently overstrained paunch with a grimace of regret. What did surprise her was the unfinished plate of the last three triple meat bean buns sitting beside her. Immediately Niqueria stood up, her eyes fixed on the remaining succulent treats and strutted over, her belly bobbling about with each rushed step. There was no way this pitifully overstuffed harpy would be making any use of them.

“Hey, you don’t look so well, Hon…” Niqueira teased towering over the seated overstuffed woman, her own brown distended stomach bubbling and gurgling rudely in the woman’s face. “Why don't you let me have tho-uRP*...those triple meat bean buns there, before they go to waste. I’ve still got plenty of room for them.” She slapped her belly proudly for emphasis, causing it’s tightly packed form to wobble.

“Izzat right? Well who said I’m do-oOOUURRRP*..ugh...done with’em? “ The woman replied stubbornly, sweat from fierce indigestion beaded her face. “I was just saving them for dessuuURRROP*...dessert is all.”

“L-Look lady, just let me have them. We don't gotta take this any further. C'mon now, just hand’em over.” Niqueria said almost pleading. She saw the crazed look of desperation in the woman’s eyes and didn't like where this was going.

“Sorry lady. You may have a bigger appetite, but I’m the one with dessert!”

Before Niqueria could respond the woman lurched out at the table, and reaching over her bloated gut and grabbed two of the buns, one in each hand. Niqueria shouted for her to stop, but the spiteful wench opened her jaws wide and crammed both buns inside her mouth at once. All Niqueria could do is watch with angry disgust as the woman grinned up at her, messily chewing as best she could with the two grapefruit sized buns filling her cheeks. Fists clenched Niqueira watched as the woman devoured the two buns swallowing them down with an apparent effort, the sweat running down her face. A belch erupted from her mouth splattering bits of bun and saliva across the exposed expanse of Niquiera’s stomach. 

**BHUHHHOOUUURRAAAARRPPP!!!**...Oh my. Two down. *Huff*...I’ll just…*huff*

finish this last one off *Huff* and head hoRUP*...home.” the woman said slightly green around the gills yet still reaching with great effort for the last and final triple-meat bun. 

Niquiera watched in what felt like slow motion as the woman grabbed the bun and began to carry it towards her waiting maw. If that moment Niqueria lost all pretense and composure. In a flash she grabbed the woman’s wrist and inserted it, bun and all into her salivating mouth, wrapping her lips around the the womans watch. Just then the explosion of flavor across her tastebuds was like unlike anything she’d ever tasted. With eyes closed Niquiera licked and  slurping the bun from the writhing finger swallowed it whole. The woman yelped in surprise as Niqueria swallowed again bringing the shocked woman’s arm into her mouth to the elbow and feeling the wiggling fingers and hand slide down her throat. As the woman began to complain and struggle all niqueira could do was hum at the delightful flavor as she devoured more and more of the woman's arm. Without a second of hesitation Niquiera decided she had to taste the rest of the delicious bitch.  and she had to do it now before she was interrupted. 

Niqueira’s already huge engorged stomach rumbled with anticipation at a potentially new arrival to join the contents already churning within it.. With one of the woman’s arm secure down her gullet, Niqueira extended one hand covering the woman’s mouth and he other arm grabbed the woman fist, grasping it just as it was raised to strike. Pressing her prodigious heavy belly against the woman’s smaller yet still large swollen bulge, Niqueria,  pinning her newest course-to-be in the chair and gaining a dominant position over revelled over finally getting the victory meal she deserved. And what better meat than the food ladden piglet whom she had defeated.

Niqueira forced the other hand and arm into her stuffed mouth with sheer strength, overpowering the piglets attempts to punch or pull back. With both arms secure up to the bicep she used her now once again free hand to force the woman towards grossly stretched mouth. Despite the woman's muffled pleas and salty tears, Niqueria  soon was sliding er head ast her  painfully stretched jaws. She lapped  up the delicious tears as she devoured th woman's face, feeling the hands push into into her stomach. Her eyes watterd as she swallowed more of the woman, progressing past her delightfully full breasts and finally reaching swollen protuberance of the woman's triplet sized belly. 

Niqueria slowed her progress for a moment to consider hos to swallow this obstacle. A moment later she positioned herself and slid one hand under the womans huge belly and the other the generally patted ass. With a great effort Niquira heaved the woman's belly and lower body up in the air over her head and swallowed hard. Her Jaw stretched even wider as gravity and effort pulled the woman’s globular gut down into her mouth. A few more aggonizing swallows and slups and she had consumed the woman to where her ass pressed against her pink coated upper lip. Niqueria could feel her meals arms pushing and prodding about in the chewed and churned contests of her stomach as the legs flailed wildly in the air.

After getting past her meal’s swell, Niquira devoredured  the rest of the woman quite quickly. The last few swallows unceremoniously cramming the the legs into the gastric chamber to ball up uncomfortably with the rest of the panicked girl-meat. Niquira’s stomach was bigger and fuller than it had ever been and she loved the  feeling. She had never realized how delicious another woman could be or how unfulling a buffet was without one for dessert. She stroked her now immense stomach, feeling the loser inside kick and jab the stomach walls. 

Standing she nearly lost her balance as the weight of the woman in her stomach pulled her forward. She lurched carefully back to her table, leaning on tables and the walls to make her way. At one point she had to stop, leaning against one of the buffet bars, to catch her breath. As her meal thrashed about in her colossal stomach Niqueira braced herself as she felt a familiar pressure building in her stomach before travel up her throat.

*BRRRWWWWWWAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOORRRRRRUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRP!!*

The monstrous belch ripped across the entire restaurant, like a roar of a lion. A few of the chefs looked out of the kitchen to see what the horrible noise was. Niqueria waved sheepishly, as she heaved herself to gather the rest of her things.She was glad that up until now nobody had bothered to check on her or the other patron wiggling about in her stomach. She draped her jacket over her stomach as best she could, to cover some of the more vivid gesticulations of her dinner. While it was obvious her belly was bigger than ever before, as long as Mrs. Yue or none of the other employees got too close, she could make her way out of here without attracting too much attention...well she had to keep her belches under control too.

Getting used to the extra weight she waddled her way out of the restaurant without any awkward encounters and out into the cool night air. As she stood at her car contemplating if she could get call an uber or try to jam her engorged belly behind the steering wheel of her car she saw the woman’s date from earlier that evening. He had just parked his car and was jogging toward the restaurant door with a pink bottle of pepto bismol in his hand. 

Their eyes met for a moment, and despite herself she winked at the cute guy. His eyes, she could tell even from the distance were locked on her gargantuan stomach she had pushed halfway into the driverseat. A moment later he went inside the restaurant.

“Hey I gotta say, you’re date is a pretty cute guy...” She said patting her stomach as she somehow shoved herself into the driver's seat, sliding it back as far is it could go. “...I bet he didn't know his date was the best dish in the buffet.”

The End.