All The Boys Please

This kind of help after a big meal is exactly what I need

The paycheck is huge - and so is the box of snacks when it arrives. They're branded as 'power bars', delicious calorie dense blocks in sweet, rich dessert flavours. Designed to be enjoyed at your desk while you focus on editing it gaming or anything else. Perfect.

The streamer opens the box live, shows off all the flavours, samples each one. A salted caramel cheesecake bar is particularly delicious, as is a nutty chocolate brownie. Their favourite, as they tell the audience, is a lemon meringue pie bar that tastes exactly like the real thing.

The streamer starts wrapping up, when a ping from their manager pops up on screen asking what they're doing. Didn't they read the contract?

The streamer hastily pulls up the pdf and scans the terms of the agreement. Their stomach sinks when they realise. To get paid, they don't just need to try each flavour, they need to eat the entire box, to prove to the audience how irresistibly delicious each bar is.

Not only will they not get paid if they don't, there's a huge fine for breach of contract. Theyve got no choice but to keep going.

The streamer tries to play it off, to not show that they've lost control of the stream. They keep peeling back wrappers and pushing bars into the mouth, joking between mouthfuls about how they're just too good to stop.

And the truth is, the bars are too good. The more the streamer eats, the easier it feels to grab another bar and rip it open, despite the growing pressure in their belly.

Each bar sits in their stomach like the dessert that inspired it, but the process of grab, peel, push into their slackened, unresisting mouth feels soothing, hypnotic.

As they reach the end of the box they're barely talking, just breathing heavily under the weight of the dense mass of food they're slowly digesting, pushing them back into their gaming chair and pinning them down.

Their chat are having a great time, teasing their icon for how easily they've lost control, how many thousands of calories they've eaten. The streamer doesn't care. When they finally finish the box, their fingers scratching against the empty cardboard for one bar they might just have missed, they give out a little moan of displeasure.