Alma PT 5: A WG Story

    When she wakes up a warm hand is holding her chubby belly. Alma turns her head and Jerry is there sleeping soundlessly. She tries to get up but the hand moves and an arm pulls her closer. "Good morning," she says with a quiet chuckle. Jerry's eyes barely open enough to see Alma's smiling face. When he sees it a smile spreads across his face. Alma sets a hand on his muscular chest.
    He sets his hand on her small hand, and kisses her. "Want breakfast?" She shakes her head and nestles it under his chin and against his chest, so he puts his protective arms around her and waits for her to again to wake up.
    When she finally comes to again her hands gently lay on his. He rubs her empty belly which growls. "Little hungry?" He asks. Alma grunts which Jerry takes as a yes. He takes his hands out from around her and she sits up. Her belly hanging now a bit clearer than before. She walks sleepily into the restroom. Jerry puts on his clothes and walks into the kitchen. There's a note on the counter when he gets into the kitchen. "Alma we all tleft to run some errands. We'll be back at around 3 this afternoon." Jerry looks at his watch which reads "9:30".
    After 30 minutes or so the door opens into the kitchen. Jerry turns from the stove. "Hey!" He says loudly. Alma smiles and yawns and walks over to him. She hugs him, her arms now not firm, but flabby. "I'm makin' pancakes," he says. "How many you want?"
    She subconsciously pulls up her shirt to put a hand on the skin. "How big are they?" She looks at the pancakes which as big as her head. "3, but can one of them have..." She gets up on her toes and reaches up into the cabnet above the stove. Her chubby belly being exposed.
    Jerry looks up at where she's reaching. He puts an arm Alma and reaches up and grasps a bag of chocolate chips. "Now was that too difficult?" He asks with a chuckles. Alma playfully hits him. "Of course you can have chocolate chips! I'm not the pancake police." He walks back to the stove, and pours some chocolate chips in some of the batter that's sizzling on the skillet. Alma leans back against the counter next to the stove. She's wearing a white tank top, that shows all the curves and details of her flabby stomach. Her breasts also pushing the tank top out a bit. He legs and but are covered by her black flannel pajama pants. Jerry puts his hands on Alma's hips. "What do you wanna do today."
    She puts her hands on his shoulders. "I wanna see a lion." She says. "Like a real one."
    Jerry laughs. "A sorta real lion," he continues. "Anything else?" She shakes her head and pecks him on the check. He lets her go and she walks over the table. She sits on one of the many chairs around the table. "Are feeling alright?" Jerry asks as he puts the pancakes on plates.
    She rests a hand on he belly. "I'm putting on weight," she says frowning down at her stomach. Jerry sets the plates down on the table and gets on his knees in front of Alma.
    "You are the most beautiful person I've have had the honor of meeting," he says. "As for your stomach, it's better than being a twig, and if you feel bad about it that's society's fault." She looks up and meets his eyes. "Now these pancakes aren't gonna to eat themselves with syrup." Alma laughs and hugs Jerry.
    Jerry sets some butter and syrup on the table. He and Alma butter the pancakes and drown them in syrup. She scarfs the pancakes down before they have the chance to get soggy. "Ok so, we have the zoo today, and unless you don't wanna go, my family is having a fathers day dinner at Red Lobster on Tuesday."  
    Jerry nods, and takes another bite, and swallows. "Sounds great!" He hops up and gives her belly a jiggles as he gives her a kiss and takes the plates into the kitchen and rinses them off. "I'm gonna go get a shower," he says and he's off.



    They get in Jerry's new car and get on the rode to the zoo. As they ride they listen various songs they love. Alma is wearing a pink shirt that was tight but went down far enough that he belly didn't show. You could clearly see how her stomach was shaped. Her breasts weren't helping the tightness. Her butt still fairly muscular compared to the rest of the girl. Her shorts made her butt look better than it actually looked.
    The couple wondered around the zoo looking at the animals, Alma pulling Jerry along, hugging his arm, or just holding his hand most of the time. When they got to the lions Alma, stared at the large one who barely seemed interested in the small child anymore. It walks up to the glass and stands on its back paws. Alma nearly falls down laughing at the lions attemps to eat her. Jerry keeps her standing by holding her hips. "What's so funny?" An all too familiar voice asks from behind Jerry and Alma.
    "Victoria, I didn't know they let animals out of their cages," Jerry says with one hand around Alma's waist and the other pointing at the tall, skinny girl behind him. They stare at eachother, Alma looking at one then other.
    Victoria looks at Alma and then she too laughs. "When did hippos start wearing clothes?"
    Jerry starts to say something, but Alma interrupts him. "That's funny coming from a stick bug," she says taking a step forward. "At least I don't need to be a bitch, in order to get attention," she pushes Victoria who acts like she's going to walk away.
    She whirls around and nearly hits Alma, but a large hand catches the fist. "Miss, I think you should leave," the voice is deep and calm. It's coming from a man who clearly, is a soldier.
    Victoria scoffs and stalks off. The soldier starts to walk away. Alma and Jerry stop him. "Thank you, sir." Jerry says. The soldier says, "Anyone would've done it." Jerry replies, "For that and for your service." The soldier smiles and tips his cap, then walks away.
    "I like that guy," Alma says watching walk back to his family. Jerry and alma continue to walk around the zoo. When they arrive home, Alma's parents and her brother are home. They all sit down to a large meal. Alma stuffs stomach with the food. When she's done her and Jerry walk back up to her rooms and fall asleep together. His hand on her bloated belly, and her hand on his muscular arm.