Kenya's Lunch on the Stoop

Iga-kenya story It was 4:30 pm on a Friday afternoon and Kenya’s day off had gone just the way she liked it. Lazy and chill as fuck. With her roommate out working until later in the evening, Kenya had the big screen TV all to herself and was free to play as much PlayStation as she wanted. She even had about a blunt or so left over from the other night of some "munchie" bud her roommate had scored from Iga round the way. The perfect setup for a great day...until she ran out of snacks. At first Kenya was okay to wait and keep playing her game but soon her stomach growled so savagely that she began to feel weak. The roommates were planning on going shopping on Sunday to replenish the groceries in the house and Kenya had eaten any of the remaining food in the kitchen in the earlier hours of the day. It had to be the munchie bud clouding her mind and making her so famished. Without thinking she pulled on a pair of jeans and a green t-shirt and a pair of her Adidas shelltoes sneakers and stumbled outside to grab a pizza at the little Caesar’s down the street. As she trudged out of the door and down the stairs all Kenya could think about was the cheesy greasy breaded goodness of a whole pepperoni and pineapple all to herself. And only for 5 bucks. It occurred to her as she stepped out onto the sidewalk that she should check to see if she had cash on her...only to realize she didn't have her purse on her...or her keys. As she snapped out of her anticipatory daydream of pizza heaven, Kenya looked up just in time to see the front door of the apartment building seal itself with a heart-wrenching click of the automatic security lock. "Fuuuuuuck! No!" Kenya shouted dashing back to the door trying to jerk it open. But it was too late. The door was locked tight and solid. *grrrrggrlglgrle* her stomach grumbled. "Dammit. Now I’m locked out with no key and no money...shit, I don't even have my cellphone! Fuck me!" she said flopping down on the steps and burying her face in her hands in frustration. Her stomach growled again in aggravated agreement at her distress. Kenya sat brooding at her situation. Her only relief was that her roommate would be off of work soon and would be home in about an hour or so. Yet while that did relieve her clouded mind it didn't relieve her hunger in the least. Every minute felt like an hour in her hungry angst, yet she had no choice but to await her roommate's arrival. But luck was on her side. After about 15 long minutes of torturous waiting a bus stopped across the street and a short black haired cute Asian woman stepped off. As she approached the stoop of the apartment, Kenya recognized the lady. She had seen her once or twice in the stairwell and Kenya assumed she lived on one of the upper floors in the building. A wave of relief rushed over her as this short cute neighbor was going to let her in so she could get back to her apartment, get her keys and purse and get on her way to get some food. Feeling lightheaded from the intense hunger Kenya was able to stand up to greet the woman as she approached. The reaction was a bit disconcerting. As the short woman looked up from her phone to see Kenya's smiling face, instead if smiling back she defensively clutched her phone and her purse close to her chest and broke eye contact immediately. Only slightly discouraged Kenya decided to press on with her request for help to get inside. "Hey there Neighbor," Kenya greeted as sweetly as she could. "... sorry to bug you but would you mi.." "no no no. I have nothing for you. “The woman snapped cutting her off and trying to push past Kenya on the stoop steps. A bit disgruntled Kenya tried to calm the woman and explain she wasn’t looking for a hand out. "Wait, I’m not asking for money, I just need..." "no no no! I have nothing for you. Get a job. “The lady snapped again this time shoving Kenya into the rail and stomping quickly up the steps. "Hey what the hell...?" was all Kenya could say. Just at that point something gave way. It was as if her hunger took over her muscles. As Kenya's mind searched through a cloudy haze of responses, her body took predatory action. Almost completely unknown to Kenya's conscious mind, her arm reached back and grabbed the short Asian woman by the collar of her blouse, and pulled her back. Kenya then turned and opening her mouth she grabbed the woman by her face, muffling her surprise and jammed the back of her head into Kenya's stretching mouth. She promptly began shoving the Asian woman down her throat consuming her whole, blouse and all. About the point where her lips were stretching over the woman’s shoulders Kenya only just began to realize what was happening. But with the woman so far down her throat and her stomach still roaring to be filled she continued her impromptu meal of rude neighbor. Rapidly she swallowed the woman shoulders and breasts with a bit of effort. Then she devoured her stomach and hips. Once those were past her lips, she let her hands explore the expanding belly as the woman was shoved down fed into the stretching stomach prison. Once Kenya stretched her mouth past the thighs and black knee length skirt, the stocking clad kicking legs were easy work to slurp up and send down her throat to curl up with the rest of the little woman in Kenya's now hugely swollen belly. After tossing the pair of high-heeled shoes she removed before slurping up the feet and toes of her now ex-neighbor into a trashcan next to the stoop stairs, Kenya carefully set her butt down onto one of the steps and made herself comfortable. At least as comfortable as she could with an adult woman kicking about for freedom from the tightness of her huge stomach. *BhuuooorRP * Kenya belched releasing some of the air she swallowed along with her meal. It'd been a few weeks since Kenya swallowed someone and although this had ruined her diet plan in her starving desperation she was glad to have her hunger quelled and the empty grumbles of her stomach replaced by the engorged gurgling of a digestive system revving up for a hefty job. "See lady...that's what you get for making assumptions. *hic* Geez girl, I just wanted to get in my *urp* building but noooooo..." In the middle of her gloating, Kenya realized that because the short woman was about to go into the building, she must've had a key to the door. Looking around the steps behind her she didn’t see any keys and only spotted a cellphone with a cracked screen on the ground. With some effort moving around with a huge heavy gut Kenya was able to scoot down and stretch to reach the phone and pick it up with her reaching fingertips. "Dammit, I think in swallowed the keys with this bitch. Shit" Kenya grumbled turning the phone off and sticking it in her bra. She’d sell it to a guy she knew. Some consolation for this further inconvenience of sitting on the stoop of her apartment with a gurgling huge squirming spectacle of a belly. This time though, luck was really on Kenya’s side now. As Kenya stroked her stretched bulbous stomach, her roommate Valencia walked up before any other resident of the apartment building did. She stood over the younger roommate with hands on hips and a cocked eyebrow. "uhh...Kenya? What you doing out here? It’s not a good idea to have a belly full out here in public for so long." Valencia scolded. Kenya looked up with a grin and a shrug. "I uhhh, sort of locked myself out if the building when I left to get some food...and one thing led to another... “Kenya replied sheepishly. "uh huh. Careless…. But Okay...com'on let’s get inside." Valencia said reaching out and helping Kenya to her feet. It was much easier standing with Valencia's help. Even with a kicking lady in her belly. "Who is that in there anyway?" Valencia said patting Kenya's active gut when they got inside the apartment. Kenya waddled and flopped down on the couch and clicked the TV on and Valencia sat next to her. She stroked her sister's swollen belly feeling a bit jealous. She too loved the occasional belly “guest”, but in her desire to stay fit had to limit her voracious appetite. "Ya know that little Asian lady from upstairs? She wouldn't let me in the apartment building even though I live here. In was so hungry and high from the munchie bud that was left over, I kind of blacked out. Next thing I know she was halfway down my throat." Kenya explained nonchalantly. Her belly lurched to one side from an angry strike from within that caused Kenya to belch abruptly. “The Asian lady upstairs? You mean Kristy?? “Valencia replied obviously a bit surprised. “Oh..umm, were you guy’s friends?” Kenya asked a bit embarrassed. “No not really. I just remember I almost gobbled her up myself a few days ago in the laundry room downstairs. We were alone in there and I remember imagining how tasty she would be. I guess I’m a bit jealous. If it wasn’t for my diet she’d be gurgling away in my belly.” Valencia said with a wink and rubbed Kenya’s bulbous belly again. “Oh okay. Phew. Yea she was pretty tasty I guess. I gulped her down so fast though I didn’t really get much time to savor her.” Kenya patted her gurgling lump and stared at it affectionately. “Glad she came by when she did.” The two roommates chatted for a while and watched a show the both liked on Netflix called “Real Hungry Housewives of Serval City”. After an episode or two Kenya, Knowing she had to get up early to head to work the next day, called it a night fairly early and lumbered off to her room. She slipped out of her jeans and shirt and slipped on her favorite green pajama set. “Well Kristy, I guess I’ll be ..*YAAAAWWNN*…. seeing you in the morning. I let you out then…at least I hope most of you.” Kenya said giving her belly a rub and a firm shake before crawling into bed. She decided to sleep atop the covers. Sometimes the body heat of the person in her belly made her blankets extra hot and made her sweat. In a matter of minutes Kenya dozed off as the mean asian neighbor Kristy gurgled and churned away in her belly throughout the night.