Doctor’s Visit – The Expansion Continues

You shift slightly on the exam table, your belly now noticeably rounder, fuller, heavier than when you walked in. The warmth from the injection still lingers, a slow, steady pressure deep in your gut as it continues to push outward. The doctor stands in front of you, arms crossed, a satisfied smirk on his face.

“Well,” he murmurs, reaching out to give your belly a firm pat, “I’d say that’s definitely working.” The slap echoes slightly, and your gut wobbles before settling again, heavier than before.

You take a deep breath, feeling the new weight pulling at your middle. “Yeah, I can feel it,” you mutter, rubbing slow circles over the taut skin.

The doctor hums in amusement, stepping closer and pressing both hands against your belly. His fingers press in slightly, then slide around the sides, gripping the growing mass. “It’s getting tight, huh?” he muses, giving the lower curve a gentle lift before letting it drop back into your lap. “Feels like there’s still room for more, though.”

You chuckle, feeling a little dazed from the expansion. “Guess we’ll see.”

He raises an eyebrow. “Oh, I know we will.”

With that, he places both hands on either side of your belly and gives it a few slow, deliberate squeezes, testing how much give remains. “Still soft enough. Not maxed out yet.”

A low gurgle rumbles from your gut, and he grins, giving you a teasing poke right in the middle. “Hear that? Even your stomach knows it’s not done growing.”

You shift, feeling the extra weight settle more heavily against your thighs. The doctor watches closely, amused. “You’re getting really full now,” he teases, giving another pat, then a slow rub. “Starting to look like a proper keg.”

He moves behind you suddenly, placing his hands on your sides, fingers gripping the soft flesh. He gently kneads, feeling how the weight is distributing. “Yeah, it’s coming in nice and round,” he murmurs. Then, with no warning, he grabs a handful of the undercurve and lifts, forcing you to feel the true heft of your gut.

You let out a surprised grunt as he drops it back down. “Damn, doc,” you mutter, adjusting to the added mass.

He laughs, moving back in front of you. “Just making sure you know what you’re carrying now.”

You run a hand over your gut, fingers pressing into the new growth. “Yeah, I can definitely tell.”

The doctor smirks. “Good. Because this—” he gives your belly one last firm pat, watching how it wobbles “—is just the beginning.”

You glance up at him, curiosity piqued. “What do you mean?”

He grins, reaching for another syringe. “I told you—I can really help you grow. If you’re serious about this gut… I think it’s time we see just how big it can get.”

Your belly lets out a deep gurgle, almost like it agrees.

You swallow, smirking slightly. “Let’s do it.”

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