It starts rough: I’m curled up, belly completely flat and aching, barely able to breathe from how empty I feel.

Clinical exam turns into slow, teasing feeding,stethoscope, measuring tape, throat bulges, wet gulps, real time belly growth from tiny dome to huge, shiny, taut swell

I try to resist, whimpering “I’m too full… please,” but he just smirks, presses my expanding stomach, and makes me keep swallowing.