The Cupcake Bandit

The cupcake bandit

Mia grunted softly as she tried to adjust one her favorite pair of pajamas to her fit over her body. She had been in the bathroom, with the door locked, for nearly twenty minutes trying to get ready to settle down for the night, but her clothes refused to cooperate.

The outfit was a light blue colour and made of soothingly soft cotton, made of more layers to be warmer in the cooler months of the year. It came in two parts: a skirt which reached to just above the knees with blue frills at the end, and a long-sleeved sweater top with the same frills on either side of the zipper that went up the middle. The top also had a hood with floppy bunny ears that she currently had up covering her head. She loved the outfit, she thought it was cute, unfortunately there was a single great problem with it now: it didn’t fit.

Mia tried again to pull down the sweater top to cover her middle but every time she let go it would spring back up into the gap between her breasts and her ample midsection that was the cause of her troubles.

Mia sighed in defeat, giving up trying to get her favorite jammies to fit perfectly as they had in the past. She put a hand on her soft, squishy middle and gazed at her reflection in the mirror above the sink with disapproval.

She had gained a lot of weight in a relatively short period of time, all of it concentrated in her doughy middle which hung over the waistband of her skirt. She had obtained this potbelly some time ago, ever since she’d moved into this home with her friends Tuva and Julie, but this was the first time it had ever given her trouble. True there were probably a number of outfits that no longer fit her now or even before, but the weather had been chilly for a while, keeping her and her friends indoors and wearing bulkier clothing whenever they went out. In addition, Mia’s usual pajamas were designed to leave her middle exposed, letting her enjoy the growth of her tummy without any consequence, until now.

She frowned as she looked down at her tummy and held it in her hands. It had gotten to the size where it was very noticeable in her everyday life. Even her bulkier clothes were getting snug, it wobbled when she walked, jiggled when she or one of her friends poked it, and it covered a quarter of her lap when she sat down. She had been loving her squishy tummy as she had bonded with her friends, eating all the sweets they loved with reckless abandon, but now suddenly she was having second thoughts, now dealing with the consequences.

Sighing she turned away from the mirror and walked out of the bathroom, wondering if she would have the courage to face her friend Tuva when she saw that the pajamas she’d boasted were her favorite and cutest pair of warm winter nightwear, no longer fit her body.

The corridor outside the bathroom connected all of the bedrooms in the house before leading into the living room and then kitchen. Mia was tempted to go immediately to her own bed and turn in early to avoid facing Tuva but almost as soon as that thought had occurred to her, her nostrils suddenly picked up a familiar, tantalizing scent and she was immediately drawn to its source, calling to her like a siren’s song.

She walked passed her own room and bed, finding herself drawn into Tuva’s room. Her hazel eyes widened as she beheld a glorious sight. Stacked up on the bed-level shelf behind the head pillows on the bed were pyramid stacks of sugary, sweet cupcakes in a kaleidoscopic of bright colours.

The sight alone was enough to make Mia drool. Cupcakes were her drug, her catnip, her favorite thing in the world to sink her perfect teeth into, and the primary cause of her prosperous middle. The ones with strawberry frosting she particularly loved.

Tuva often baked cupcakes for herself and her friends but Mia had a bad habit of eating them without asking. Perhaps the reason they were in Tuva’s room was because she was trying to hid them from her.

Such thoughts quickly evaporated in Mia’s mind as it became addled with desire for the delectable treats in front of her, rubbing her belly with both hands in anticipation. She couldn’t resist, not cupcakes, especially not so many. She needed them, needed them inside her, to taste their moist sugary goodness, the extra zest of the strawberry frosting and the satisfying feeling of having a belly laden with her favorite treat.

Almost on autopilot, Mia wandered over to Tuva’s bed in a half daze, licking her lips hungrily. She knelt onto the bed’s soft surface and crawled across its length to the large stacks of cupcakes.

On the top of the nearest stack, like a precious gem on a temple alter, was a cupcake with strawberry frosting. She stretched up her hand as if reaching for heaven, having to stretch quite far in order to reach it. Her fingers lightly brushed the base of the tantalizing pastry and she shut her eyes as she concentrated, trying to stretch even further to get her fingers around it.

She managed to get just enough of a grasp to pull the cupcake closer to the edge and then get a confident grip on it. Smiling with triumph as she brought the sugary delight down to face level Mia stared at it with eyes full of desire, taking a moment to admire Tuva’s craftsmanship.

The perfect ratio of swirled frosting to pastry, the light dash of sprinkles on top and the weight of it. Tuva’s cupcakes were always more substantial than the ones from the store which was both one of the reasons Mia loved them so much and why her tummy was as big as it was.

Unable to resist any longer, Mia brought the cupcake up to her lips and sank her pearly whites into its soft spongy body. Mia moaned upon her tongue’s first contact with the sugary treat and took a big chunk into her mouth, swirling it around inside to break it apart, feeling the weight of it on her tongue and its delectable texture. It was almost euphoric, the perfect combination of weight, taste and texture in a colourful, cute package, it was all so wonderful to Mia’s mouth. She finally swallowed and felt the chunk of cupcake land in her stomach with a satisfying plop. Sighing happily she gave her tummy a pat, sending ripples across its surface pale white surface.

She quickly devoured the rest of the cupcake in her hand and then reached for another, this time with purple frosting, her favorite colour. She spent much less time admiring and savoring that one, more interested in sending it to her eager tummy.

After gobbling up that cupcake she reached for another, and then another, and another, and another, and another. As the stack was reduced in height the cupcakes became easier to reach and as a consequence her pace quickened, creating a rhythm of grabbing and eating, grabbing and eating, with no signs of slowing down. Feeling the cupcakes fill her belly and push its walls outwards to make room for more, and more and more, Mia was in heaven; everything seemed perfect.

“Stop eating my cupcakes!”

Mia had just taken a bite from another purple cupcake when the voice had startled her stiff. She turned her head to the left and spotted Tuva, climbing onto the bed beside her.

Tuva was wearing her favorite pink dress with a heart over the chest. Unlike Mia’s pajamas, covered everything they needed too, even if the other girl’s belly was straining the fabric a bit. Her sky-blue hair was tied in long pig tails by pink bows.

With a distressed expression Tuva crawled up next to Mia and then roughly grabbed her belly. Mia was so surprised by this uncharacteristic act of aggression that it caused her to drop the partially eaten cupcake. “Just look at how big your tummy is getting!”

Still a little shocked by Tuva’s boldness Mia slowly brought her gaze down from Tuva’s upset face to the pale dome of her belly, partially deformed by Tuva’s firm grip, the size of it still elicited a quiet gasp from her. It seemed almost double the size it had been before, now covering half of her lap as she knelt on the bed. The top of it was littered with crumbs from her messy eating and it was now large enough that it started to bulge out of her sides as well. Had she really eaten that much? A quick glance at the stacks she had d been devouring gave her the answer. More than half of it was gone, the majority of it’s population vanquished to the realm of Mia’s belly.

Mia’s lower lip quivered and stuck out a bit. She wasn’t sure what to do or say at this point to justify what she had done, she just felt guilty. She had gone into Tuva’s room without asking, and eaten almost a third of the cupcakes stored within, again without asking. How was she supposed to apologize?

Tuva sighed and released her grip on Mia’s belly. “Wait here.” She slid off of the bed and walked out of the room, leaving Mia alone for the moment.

As she watched Tuva leave Mia caught her reflection in the vanity mirror and winced slightly at what she saw.

From a third person perspective Mia’s belly looked even bigger, especially from the side view she was getting. It stuck out pretty far and she could better see the small bulges it made on her sides as her body tried to accommodate her big gut. The area around her mouth was stained in a myriad of colourful frosting, with crumbs and sprinkles sticking to it, making her look quite messy.

She looked down at the cupcake she had dropped, landed right side up with a single bite eaten out of the top. Letting out a defeated sigh, she decided she might as well finish it. She picked it up off the bed and quickly ate it up, not wanting Tuva to think she had snuck a few more from the stack.

Looking down at her belly again she started to pick the crumbs and sprinkles deposited on the top, nibbling them down.

She heard footsteps behind her and immediately her heart beat quickened, knowing it was Tuva. She turned her head to face her, her chest tight with anxiety, but before she could attempt to speak in her own defense, Tuva brought a damp cloth to her face and began to wipe her mouth clean of the frosting and crumbs. Mia sputtered in protest but Tuva was unrelenting.

“It’s your own fault for being such a messy eater.” She quickly wiped Mia’s face and then used the cloth to clean up the remaining crumbs from the top of her belly. “I know you love cupcakes Mia, but this is just unhealthy.”

“It’s not like I eat more than you do.” Mia replied defensively. “How many have you eaten today?” She gently prodded Tuva’s tummy, her finger sinking into the marshmallow softness through the fabric of her dress.

Tuva puffed her cheeks out defiantly and poked Mia in her own tummy, her finger meeting firmer resistance from the stuffed gut. “Well right now you’re tummy’s bigger than mine.”

“It’ll go down after I digest.” Mia countered, anger creeping into her voice.

The two girls glared at each other for a moment not saying anything, just staring into each other’s eyes until their expressions softened and they let out a simultaneous sigh.

“I’m sorry.” Mia said at last.. “I just really love cupcakes, especially your cupcakes, actually I love everything you bake but especially cupcakes. I just can’t resist them!”

Tuva stared at Mia for a few heartbeats, processing what she had said. “Well... thank you Mia. I-I guess I shouldn’t be upset since I really do love feeding you girls. Seeing you enjoy the food I make enough that your tummies get so big...” She paused mid-sentence and gazed over at Mia’s bloated tummy with a soft blue eyes. Now clean of crumbs it resembled a large lump of dough to the blue-eyed baker. Smiling she reached over and put a hand on Mia’s tummy, giving it a gentle rub and eliciting a pleasant hum from her pink-haired friend. “-Makes me happy.” She finished. “You’re so big and full because you love the food I make so much.”

Mia smiled back and started rubbing her belly with Tuva. “Then I guess my tummy’s like a monument to you and your cooking.”

Tuva giggled. “A monument that keeps getting bigger and bigger.”

“Look who’s talking.” Mia grinned, giving Tuva gentle poke in her tummy. “Well they say never to trust a skinny chef after all. I love your tummy too Tuva.” Mia began gently rubbing Tuva’s tummy through the fabric of her dress, eliciting a small gasp from her.

“Y-you do?”

Mia giggled. “Of course I do. It makes you look all warm and soft, and that makes hugging you so great.” Just like that, she pulled Tuva into a hug, pressing her new big gut against Tuva’s marshmallow middle and wrapped her arms behind her. “It makes me feel like I get closer to you. Both of us growing tummies, it’s like we’re that much better friends because we’re growing together.”

Tuva processed this for a moment, then returned the hug, patting Mia gently on the back. “I’m glad I have a friend like you Mia.”

The two girls stayed like that for a moment until Mia yawned, the combination of the late hour and the effort of digesting her large meal of cupcakes finally wearing on her.

“Ooooh I’m sleepy.”

Tuva chuckled. “Well you better go brush your teeth then, especially after eating all those sweets.” She pulled back from the hug and helped the bloated girl to her feet. “Besides you should sleep in your own bed, you already got crumbs in mine.”

Mia smiled sheepishly. “Sorry about that.”

Tuva shooed Mia out of the bedroom and back down the hall to the bathroom. When Mia got to the counter and reached for her toothbrush she felt something cool press against her middle. Looking down she realized that her belly was pressing against the counter top.

Liking her top lip Mia had a notion and decided to go with it. She picked up her belly with both hands, lifted it up and feeling its new weight before plopping it onto the counter top. Sure enough it rested on top and she felt some weight lift as the counter took the weight of her belly. She could feel the cool counter top on the bottom of her gut and her cheeks turned pink as the realization of just how fat she was becoming dawned on her.

“It’s like a monument to you and you’re cooking.” She echoed her own words and slowly she started to feel better about it. She didn’t mind that her belly was getting bigger, it was because she was eating what she loved eating and making a friend happy by doing it. Besides, she was rather liking her big tummy. The coolness of the counter helped soothe the hard working muscles that ground up her food and the feeling of her belly pressing against Tuva’s had felt wonderful, almost like they were melding together. They all enjoyed eating and growing together so what was the harm?

Mia smiled and quickly brushed and flossed, no longer upset about her big belly causing her favorite pajamas to no longer fit perfectly, she could still wear it after all and now it let her show off her tummy, a symbol of not only Tuva’s cooking but their friendship.

She left the bathroom, and headed towards her own bedroom, but something compelled her to pause outside Tuva’s door and peer inside.

Tuva was kneeling on her bed with a cupcake in each hand and it looked like she had already placed another one in her mouth. Mia noticed the familiar movement of the neck muscles indicating a swallow and sure enough Tuva began eating the cupcake in her right hand. Mia grinned. It seemed that Tuva had a hard time resisting the allure of sweets staring her in the face as well.

As Tuva ate Mia crept quietly up behind her, waiting until Tuva had the last piece of cupcake in her mouth and her hands were free. As Tuva licked her finger clean Mia snuck her hands up behind her and lightly grabbed her little side bulges.

Tuva ‘eeped’ and jolted slightly. And then Mia leaned in close, pressing her tummy against Tuva’s back and grinning as she brought her face near Tuva’s and their eyes met.

“Enjoying your own work Tuva?” She asked smugly.

Tuva’s face turned a bright vermilion and her lips parted as if to voice a protest but no sounds emerged.

Mia just smiled. “Since your bed is full of crumbs, wanna share mine tonight?”

Tuva swallowed and looked away for a moment to consider and then nodded silently. Mia helped her to her feet, waiting only to let Tuva grab her stuffed bunny rabbit, before leading her to her own bedroom.

Mia pulled back the covers and let Tuva slip inside before she joined her and covered them both up. The two girls gazed at each other in the dark and Mia gave Tuva a warm smile, eventually earning one from Tuva as well as she fought down her embarrassment.

Mia reached out with her hand and gently intertwined her fingers with Tuva’s. “Goodnight Tuva.”

Tuva nodded. “Good night Mia.”

And with that the two girls slowly drifted off to sleep, comforted by each other’s warmth, presence, and friendship.