08-05-2008, 05:20 AM
Having Trouble Sleeping? written by Chinadoll
Danny yawned and slowly got up out of bed. She glanced at the clock and cursed. It would be yet another long solitary night. She pushed her feet to the floor and stood up, the nightshirt she was wearing dropping down the length of her smooth tan thighs.
She started out of her bedroom and into the darkened hall of her modest one bedroom apartment. Unconsciously, she stroked her sunken middle and grimaced at the sick taste still in her mouth.
She had gone to bed early that night to make this sick feeling go away, forgetting that she had insomnia. Her stomach began to dully throb as she moved to stand in her living room in front of the television. The pain was the result of a two hour lapse in greed, when she consumed two extra large pizzas by herself.
She sighed and turned on the tube, lighting up the once dark room. She reached for the remote and turned to go sit on the couch. Suddenly, she froze in place. Directly behind her stood a very tall, extremely muscular man. He was dressed in black and did not move for a time, simply stared down at her with beady little slits cut in a woolen ski mask.
Danny gulped and dropped the remote to the carpeted floor, just as the man grabbed her by her arm and pulled her against him. She shrieked as he spun her back against his chest and clamped a big hand over her mouth. "Don't scream and do as I say, or you won't like the outcome." He said in a low calm growl. She nodded quickly, eyes wide as he let go of her mouth and let his hand slide up her outer right thigh.
She breathed heavily as his hand again moved up her body and paused between her legs. She wore tight panties and his arousal at the fact was immediate. She could feel his desire growing and pushing against her from behind.
She swallowed thickly and bit her lip as his hand again moved up the length of her, testing his new playing field. He again paused at her sunken, concave stomach and uttered a soft moan into her hair. His first hand was joined by his second and together they caressed the expanse of her sunken abdomen. His breath caught and his member pushed up along the crevice of her butt.
Suddenly, he pushed her away, grabbing her arm and pulling her into the connecting kitchen. He reached for the dim light over the stove and paused to look around the room for a moment. He then moved her to where the stove stood and pushed her towards it, his hand coming up to her shoulder and pushing her down to her knees.
He dropped beside her and forced her back up against the thick white door. She frowned, very confused. She had no clue as to what he was going to do. She did not have long to wait to find out.
In the next instant, he grabbed both her wrists, forcing them behind her back and rolled his hand into a fist, slamming it deep within her middle. "UUFFfff" She said and jerked forward, the air leaving her lungs so fast she saw stars. She coughed and half fell against his shoulder.
He immediately pushed her back up straight and let loose with another solid tight fist right into her sunken stomach, above the belly button. "Ummph." She bent forward again, this time pushing herself deeper into the punch. She felt the fist sink deeper into her upper stomach and started feeling woozy from lack of air.
The immediate nausea made her swallow heavily and moan as the weakness began to set in. She felt dizzy and the need to throw up was becoming unbearable. She felt him urging her to stand back up straight and slowly complied, coughing and swallowing deeply. He pulled his fist away a few inches and again slammed it up into her stomach.
"Ummph." She pushed out, before her stomach revolted. She jerked forward as a thick gush of her supper spilled from her mouth. Her stomach thrust inward deeply from his fist.
When she could stop for a moment, she leaned heavily against him and breathed in deep. He pushed her up again and laid a solid punch, with all of his might behind it. "Ummph." She groaned and bent forward again, Her knees gave out after several second and she fell against him limply. He steadied her with his body, wrapping his big arms around her tiny waist and pulling her against him. Her head lulled against his chest as he pulled her back up straight and punched her solidly in the same spot, harder, and deeper. His whole wrist seeming to be swallowed up by her flesh. She again jerked forward from both the force of the punch and the force of her stomach pushing in on itself. She tried to vomit again, but her stomach was empty so she just gagged and coughed for a bit.
When she finished gagging, she fell over in a dead faint against him. He quickly picked her up and carried her back into her bedroom, laying her in bed. He raised her night gown, to reveal her sunken concave stomach, then he balled his fist and placed it on her lower stomach and pushed as hard as he can into her. His fist sank in deep making her give out a little puff of air, then he took his fist out of her. He lowered his mouth down to hers after pulling the blankets up over her. "Bet you can sleep now." He whispered and quietly left the room.
Danny yawned and slowly got up out of bed. She glanced at the clock and cursed. It would be yet another long solitary night. She pushed her feet to the floor and stood up, the nightshirt she was wearing dropping down the length of her smooth tan thighs.
She started out of her bedroom and into the darkened hall of her modest one bedroom apartment. Unconsciously, she stroked her sunken middle and grimaced at the sick taste still in her mouth.
She had gone to bed early that night to make this sick feeling go away, forgetting that she had insomnia. Her stomach began to dully throb as she moved to stand in her living room in front of the television. The pain was the result of a two hour lapse in greed, when she consumed two extra large pizzas by herself.
She sighed and turned on the tube, lighting up the once dark room. She reached for the remote and turned to go sit on the couch. Suddenly, she froze in place. Directly behind her stood a very tall, extremely muscular man. He was dressed in black and did not move for a time, simply stared down at her with beady little slits cut in a woolen ski mask.
Danny gulped and dropped the remote to the carpeted floor, just as the man grabbed her by her arm and pulled her against him. She shrieked as he spun her back against his chest and clamped a big hand over her mouth. "Don't scream and do as I say, or you won't like the outcome." He said in a low calm growl. She nodded quickly, eyes wide as he let go of her mouth and let his hand slide up her outer right thigh.
She breathed heavily as his hand again moved up her body and paused between her legs. She wore tight panties and his arousal at the fact was immediate. She could feel his desire growing and pushing against her from behind.
She swallowed thickly and bit her lip as his hand again moved up the length of her, testing his new playing field. He again paused at her sunken, concave stomach and uttered a soft moan into her hair. His first hand was joined by his second and together they caressed the expanse of her sunken abdomen. His breath caught and his member pushed up along the crevice of her butt.
Suddenly, he pushed her away, grabbing her arm and pulling her into the connecting kitchen. He reached for the dim light over the stove and paused to look around the room for a moment. He then moved her to where the stove stood and pushed her towards it, his hand coming up to her shoulder and pushing her down to her knees.
He dropped beside her and forced her back up against the thick white door. She frowned, very confused. She had no clue as to what he was going to do. She did not have long to wait to find out.
In the next instant, he grabbed both her wrists, forcing them behind her back and rolled his hand into a fist, slamming it deep within her middle. "UUFFfff" She said and jerked forward, the air leaving her lungs so fast she saw stars. She coughed and half fell against his shoulder.
He immediately pushed her back up straight and let loose with another solid tight fist right into her sunken stomach, above the belly button. "Ummph." She bent forward again, this time pushing herself deeper into the punch. She felt the fist sink deeper into her upper stomach and started feeling woozy from lack of air.
The immediate nausea made her swallow heavily and moan as the weakness began to set in. She felt dizzy and the need to throw up was becoming unbearable. She felt him urging her to stand back up straight and slowly complied, coughing and swallowing deeply. He pulled his fist away a few inches and again slammed it up into her stomach.
"Ummph." She pushed out, before her stomach revolted. She jerked forward as a thick gush of her supper spilled from her mouth. Her stomach thrust inward deeply from his fist.
When she could stop for a moment, she leaned heavily against him and breathed in deep. He pushed her up again and laid a solid punch, with all of his might behind it. "Ummph." She groaned and bent forward again, Her knees gave out after several second and she fell against him limply. He steadied her with his body, wrapping his big arms around her tiny waist and pulling her against him. Her head lulled against his chest as he pulled her back up straight and punched her solidly in the same spot, harder, and deeper. His whole wrist seeming to be swallowed up by her flesh. She again jerked forward from both the force of the punch and the force of her stomach pushing in on itself. She tried to vomit again, but her stomach was empty so she just gagged and coughed for a bit.
When she finished gagging, she fell over in a dead faint against him. He quickly picked her up and carried her back into her bedroom, laying her in bed. He raised her night gown, to reveal her sunken concave stomach, then he balled his fist and placed it on her lower stomach and pushed as hard as he can into her. His fist sank in deep making her give out a little puff of air, then he took his fist out of her. He lowered his mouth down to hers after pulling the blankets up over her. "Bet you can sleep now." He whispered and quietly left the room.