Jazzmine’s Bus stop snack (Patreon)

Jazzmine’s Bus stop snack

Jazzmine Stood in front of the bus stop staring ruefully down the desolate street, looking for any sign that the bus that was supposed to be there ten minutes ago was anywhere in nearby. She hated taking the bus and normally wouldn't even be out here on the cold dank night in serval city waiting for it, but the previous morning her car had died and had to be towed to the auto shop for repairs and wouldn't be finished for another day or so. After weighing the price of a taxi versus taking the city bus from her apartment to work in downtown Serval city, Jazzmine decided that the bus would be more cost effective , yet she quickly learned it wasnt time effective. Now she was forced to wait hungry and annoyed at 11:30pm on a chilly friday night, her only company another shivering woman severely underdressed wearing a miniskirt and a tube top. The woman had recently been yelling into her phone cursing out some guy named Chad and saying she didn’t need a ride from him if all he wanted was sex. Jazzmine’s stomach rumbled loudly.

“Rough night, hon?” Jazzmine said to the shivering girl standing nearby who had just hung up her phone with a huff. 

“ Y-y-yeah...S-stupid guy I-I was o-on a d-date with. He j-just grabbed by bo-boob, f-f-fucking p-perv.” She said her teeth chattering as she spoke.

“Geez, what a pig.” Jazzmine replied. “You okay? You look like you’re freezing.”

“Y-Yeah, I f-f-f-orgot my jacket in his c-car. I wasn't exp-p-pecting to be having to t-take the bus. Ugh! W-here is the s-stupid bus anyway.? Is it always t-t-this late?”

“No Idea. This is only my second day taking it.” Jazzmine said.

“Fuck. I wish there was s-s-somewhere w-warm to stand” The woman said crossing her arms rubbing her hands on her bare upper arms.

“ Here, How about you stand here. I’ll share my coat with you.” Jazzmine offered opening up her coat with a smile. 

With barely a moment's hesitation the woman walks closer and allows Jazzmine to wrap her arms and coat around her. Jazzmine‘s just a little taller than the woman, but being much thicker in the chest and hips the woman nuzzled against the soft warm body as Jazzmine hugged her. Jazzmine could smell the woman and her stomach growled loud enough to startle the woman who looks down to Jazzmine’s stomach and back up to her face.

“Oh wow. Looks like somebody missed dinner.” The woman jokes lightly. Jazzmine chuckled.

“Oh no, dont worry, I got you right here.” She replies squeezing her arms around the woman tightly and lifting her up in the air. Being squeezed the woman’s eyes widen in confusion and then horror as she sees Jazzmine open her mouth and watches it stretch more than it should. Before she could scream the woman’s face jammed into Jazzmie’s mouth, over her tongue and down her throat. Jazzmine loved the girls taste and licked her all over as she swallowed her down in long wet gulps, pushing the girl down through the constricting esophagus and into the restrictive yet malleable stomach chamber. In a few forceful gulps all that was left were the girls knees and kicking lower legs that whipped about fruitlessly as jazzmine sucked them down , removing the cute 4 inch heels she wore on her bare feet and tossing them carelessly under the bus stop bench.

Once Jazzmine had her meal fully sealed away inside her now hugely engorged and actively squirming stomach she patted her belly and belched. *BLURRRURP*

To her surprise the one of the girl’s earrings flew out of her mouth and landed on the swollen protruding belly with wet splat. Jazzmine flicked it off into the street as she checked the time. Still no sign of the bus. Deciding that standing wasn't much of an option anymore with the weight of the girl kicking about, she decided to waddle her way a few steps to the bench to take some of the load off of her legs as she waited. As she sat, the girl kicked her hard and almost knocked her off balance. Annoyed Jazzmine swatted a protruding area of the belly she thought of as her meal’s head. 

“Geezuz. Settle down already, lady. You’re gonna *blurp* make this worse than it has to be. *H-urp* Just try to relax and digest like a good meatball” Jazzmine said rubbing the spot where she smacked herself. There was a response but she couldn't really make it out, or care to try.

After a few more moments of burps, hiccups and internal thrashings, Jazzmine realized there was a strange feeling vibration from within her stomach. Then a muffled squeal of excitement and the muffled sounds of her meal speaking. 

“Fuck...I forgot about the phone...” Jazzmine said staring at the momentarily still mass of her belly trying to hear the prey’s conversation. Deciding she was fed up, Jazmine decided to try to stop the chat before her prey ratted her out. As she was sitting with her legs straddling her massive engorged stomach, she began to squeeze her legs together pressing the belly with her powerful thighs and by extinshing squishing the girl within who immediately began to yell and scream muffled curses as the phone slipped from her grasp and fell down into the bottom of the stomach prison, which was undoubtedly filling with bile and digestive enzymes. After releasing her belly from the vice like grip of her thighs, Jazzmine could feel the girls squrming around and poking frantically along the bottom of her protruding gut which was followed by a muffled cry of frustration and more curses. 

A moment later a pair of headlight caught Jazzmine's attention as the bus pulled up to the stop. Jazzmine stood up, her huge bare stomach protruding past her coat and shirt and laboriously boarded the bus to head home. Luckily the bus was sparsely populated with only a sleeping drunk in the back and a guy with headphones staring out of the window. She winked at the bus driver as she caught him staring at her through the rearview mirror, and sighed in relief as he quickly shot his eyes forward. She sat carefully as she cradled her squirming belly ,the girl’s struggles for escape readily visible. Soon the bus was moving on as she relaxed and rubbed her swollen mound of belly. Even though the bus often was late, Jazzmine realized she appreciated the opportunity of impromptu bus stop snacks and considered riding it more often. Maybe even when she does have a running car.

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A few minutes after the bus pulled off from the bus stop Chad pulled up and rolled down his window of his car looking for Emily quickly seeing there was nobody there. He remembered she had been frantic when he had called her back for the 5th time apologizing for his behavior but her voice was muffled and the phone kept breaking up before finally cutting off all together. 

Since then he had driven to every bus stop in the vicinity of the place where she had stormed off, hoping that if he helped her maybe she would give him another chance. Unfortunately no luck finding her. Just then as he was thinking and peering around he noticed a pair of high-heeled shoes under the bus bench. He tried to remember if she was wearing those shoes but couldn't as he was staring at her tits most of the night. He shrugged assuming she wouldn't leave her shoes at the bus stop if they were hers. There were at least two more bus stops left and maybe he could find her there. Hopping back in his car he drove off, never seeing the wet soggy earring that he ran over as he pulled away from the bus stop..