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“Yes, this is perfect!” Nicolette exclaimed as she looked in the mirror. Her Halloween costume was done! She wore a skimpy two-piece skeleton costume that exposed her slightly pudgy midriff, and tall, leather boots with black fishnet stockings. Her wavy brown hair was tied back into a tight ponytail, and she had just put the finishing touches on her make up. The painted, skeletal face smiled back at her. Nicolette had been invited to a friend’s Halloween party in Old Town. She had always had to work in previous years but had managed to get the night off this time. To say that she was excited would be an understatement. Her friend, Mary, was famous for her parties. In addition to an incredible supply of adult beverages, the food was also to die for. Nicolette had been wanting to hit one of her parties for a long time. It was going to be an epic night! Nicholette’s stomach growled expectantly. * * * It was about a 20-minute walk to Old Town from Nicholette’s apartment. The weather was very pleasant, so no cumbersome outerwear was needed. She walked it easily with her roommate, a petite blonde named Tara who was dressed as a good old fashioned, scantily clad witch. They didn’t normally dress in skimpy, sexy attire but Mary’s parties had a reputation. “When in Rome,” Tara had said while Nicholette helped her into a shimmering purple corset. Her blonde hair was in curls and stuck out from underneath an oversized pointed hat. A frilly black skirt and pleather knee boots completed the ensemble. The vinyl footwear squeaked with every step she took. They arrived at Mary’s house – a modest house with a picturesque front porch and tiny front yard. Nicholette took the lead up the steps and knocked on the front door. Tara was right behind her. Mary opened the door and smiled excitedly. Music flooded out into the early-evening air. “Nicholette! You made it!” Mary hugged her tightly and did the same to Tara as well. They all knew each other from grad school, though Mary had been a year ahead. Her famous parties were just starting up at that time, and neither Nicholette nor Tara had been able to go to one until now. They were shown into the living room, which was crowded with people in a wide variety of costumes. “The Monster Mash” was blasting from an unseen speaker. “I love your costumes,” Mary said to both of them as they walked over to the drinks table. Her eyes caught a quick glimpse of Nicholette’s slightly protruding stomach, which seemed to captivate her for a moment. She snapped out of it quickly and presented each of them with a cup filled with some sort of blue-green liquid. “It’s a drink of my own invention,” she said with evident pleasure as both her friends gulped it down. Nicholette thought it tasted phenomenal. “This is fantastic!” Nicholette grabbed the punch ladle for more. At that precise moment, her belly rumbled so loudly that a few people looked over her way. It was between songs so there was a moment of quiet right then. Nicholette blushed and patted her stomach sheepishly. “You sound like you’re hungry,” Mary said with a wink as the next song started. She motioned over to another table – this one filled with all sorts of delicious-looking appetizers and snacks. “Help yourself! The more people eat the less I have to cleanup.” Someone called her from across the room, so she excused herself and left Nicholette and Tara staring at the food. They couldn’t say anything for a moment and just started. There were pickled deviled eggs, giant mozzarella sticks, finger sandwiches, artisanal breads and cheeses, mushroom tarts, cheesy dips, buffalo wings, and much, much more. “This is even better than I could have imagined!” Nicholette took a plate and began filling it up. She was already stuffing her face when Tara came out of her daze. The petite witch started loading her plate when her friend belched, and she saw that Nicholette was already mostly done with her first plate. Tara’s mouth must have gaping, because Nicholette said, “What? I’m helping with cleanup.” She shoved a deviled egg into her mouth and went for more food. * * * It was a great party! Nicholette ran into people she hadn’t seen in ages, and introduced herself to new people she came across. All the while, a plate of food was in one hand and a drink in the other. She would frequently go back to refill both until Mary started offering to do it for her. Nicholette had been so engrossed in her various conversations that she lost count of how many times Mary came back with more food or drink. She consumed it all mindlessly and failed to notice that her belly was growing with each new plate or drink. Nicholette also didn’t notice other partygoers eyes go wide with surprise when Mary gave her a new plate or drink. By this time, Nicholette was pretty well buzzed. Her vision was starting to blur, but she had always done a good job at holding her liquor. Gulping down another Karloff’s Nightmare – the name Mary had given the blue-green drink – she turned around and stumbled into a Spiderman gut-first. They both fell to the floor with great thuds. It was only as she was struggling to get up that Nicholette realized how big and heavy her belly felt. Rolling onto her side, she felt sloshing and gurgling. Nicholette placed her hand on her stomach and gasped at how round it was. Spiderman helped her up and apologized. Nicholette smiled nervously and rushed to the upstairs bathroom. Locking the door behind her, Nicholette stared at herself in the mirror. Even through the alcohol-fueled haze, she could see that she was absolutely huge! Her slightly pudgy midriff had swollen to the size of a basketball and was bulging over her waistband. It quivered with each breath and wobbled with even the slightest movement. Try as she might, Nicholette couldn’t pull her top down to cover her swollen midsection. This was the last thing she expected to happen tonight. “I look seven months pregnant,” she murmured to herself. Patting her bloated self, Nicholette couldn’t help but stare at her reflection as she stifled a burp. She’d always had a big appetite and loved food, but her stomach had never grown this big before! Rather than being disgusted at what she’d done to herself, however, Nicholette felt weirdly accomplished. Furthermore, she felt incredibly sexy. Did she actually like being this fat and bloated? She was pondering this as someone knocked on the bathroom door. “Nicholette?” It was Mary. “Are you okay? I heard you had a little tumble downstairs.” “Uh, yeah,” Nicholette replied as if coming out of a daze. Giving her top one last useless tug, she opened the door. Mary’s eyes quickly shot down to her friend’s belly, and then back up. “I was just checking myself out. I’m fine.” Mary stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. “I’ll say you are.” A flirtatious smile flashed across her face. “Have I mentioned that I really like your costume?” “Uh, n-no,” Nicholette stammered as the blood rushed to her cheeks. “T-thank you.” This was the last thing she expected to happen tonight. “And I like this look too.” Mary smiled and gently rested her hand on Nicholette’s belly. It felt amazing. “You do?” Nicholette was surprised – even more surprised than when she realized that she liked it too. Mary nodded. “I have a real weakness for big girls,” she said with a wink. “But I have to confess something.” “What’s that?” Nicholette’s belly gurgled. “I don’t know how to say it,” Mary suddenly said as she turned red now. “You can tell me.” “Okay then,” Mary dropped her hand, took a few steps back, and stood up ramrod straight. “I’ve liked you for a long time. Since grad school, in fact.” “W-what?” Okay…this was the last thing Nicholette expected to happen tonight. She’d not known that Mary felt that way about her, but at the same time she found herself not feeling surprised. “You know, I came close to asking you out so many times but always chickened out.” “Why?” “I didn’t think you were into girls,” she began. “And I didn’t want to risk making things weird. So, I didn’t say anything for ages and kept it to myself. But seeing you tonight, and how hot you look,” she paused. “I realized I couldn’t keep it to myself anymore. I’m sorry if you don’t feel the same way, but there we are.” There was silence for a few moments. “Well,” Nicholette said as she took a few steps towards Mary, “I had no idea. I’m quite flattered.” Mary winced – she could feel the rejection coming. “That explains why you’ve been waiting on hand and foot tonight. And why,” she clutched her giant belly with both hands, “you’ve helped blow this thing up.” “It didn’t look that big in the dim light,” Mary started. “I didn’t think –" “I like it. It’s okay.” Nicholette put her arms around Mary’s shoulders. “And I like you too.” She leaned in close, and they kissed. It was pure passion. Mary wrapped her arms around Nicholette’s swollen middle and squeezed. They both giggled. * * * Nicholette and Mary came downstairs holding hands and rejoined the party. They’d been upstairs for about 30 minutes, but not too many partygoers noticed that as they were dancing to a collection of Messer Chups songs. “Spooky Tiki” was playing at this particular moment. Mary and Nicholette danced together, and the latter’s belly shook and jiggled ponderously. Glancing over at the food table, Nicholette could see that most of the food was gone at this point. She rubbed her gut proudly, knowing that that was where most of it ended up. And this was just the beginning! She wanted to explore this newly-discovered side of herself – this wonderfully gluttonous, confident, and sexy side. Nicholette knew that Mary would help her on that journey of discovery. Tara walked up to them with a slightly surprised expression. She’d seen how the two of them were dancing with each other, and how Mary kept rubbing and patting her roommate’s burgeoning belly. She smiled. “You two are cute together! But Mary, since we’re running out of snacks, there’s been a request to make a pizza run.” “Yes!” Nicholette and Mary shouted in unison. They looked at each other and started laughing. “Pizza is definitely in order,” Nicholette said as she rubbed her hands up and down the sides of her stuffed stomach. Her skeleton costume was tight and she knew what a spectacle it must be. But people kept dancing, and soon she started dancing again too. "Hope you're hungry," Mary whispered. "You're gonna get your own pizza or two." She winked at Nicholette.