Still working on recounting the camping trip but even though I was a fatass last week I couldnāt help but stuff myself again and my tummy hurts so I wanna talk about it šš¾šš¾..
Soooo thereās an all you can eat deal at this local place and I called my friend and we went together. None of my shorts STILL donāt fit over my newly acquired pudge, so the waist band was already digging into my belly. A baggy shirt on top to attend to hide my future expansion..I chugged a beer right as they got there for maximum bloating benefit. But I drank it way too fast and thought I had to cough but puked up some foam, ugh it was so cute. My pre bloat backfiring into an already upset belly before a binge.
Plate one was 12 shrimp and fries plus a sweet tea. The waitress also took our second order right after the first so it could come out around the time we finished our first. I loved that like yes, please keep bringing me food; plate after plate. So we chat (I flatly declare that I was aiming for 3 plates minimum) , I down a large sweet tea while waiting and plate one arrives. I can feel the foam from the beer churning in my liquid filled belly. Im soon served my first plate and another tea. It wasnāt hard to get through and as I was finishing my last shrimp I could see her bringing the second plates. My belly was definitely full by this point and I could have stopped but I needed to get my moneys worthā¦
Plate two was more fries but 6 wings instead this time and I wasnāt expecting them to be so big. They felt like rocks sliding into my tummy. Each one was so dense and heavy. I couldnāt finish the second round of fries completely because I needed to save room for plate 3.. my shorts were digging into my expanding belly. I could feel my overworked belly trying to find space for the newly consumed food, swelling over the waistband fighting to keep it contained. Two plates, a beer, and two teas.. I should have stopped.. I was so fullā¦but..the waitress came back and of course I ordered the 3rd plateā¦āmore shrimp pleaseā as I held in a burp..
The third plate comes and it takes me so long to get through it, my belly begun to actually hurt. My sides were distended, a deep breath was impossible, and when I finally finished the plate my belly was literally throbbingā¦ i couldnāt eat anymore, there was absolutely zero room in my belly.
My friend really tried to get me to get dessert because I mentioned it without thinking two plates ago.. they even drove me to my favorite ice cream place and stood inside with me but I could barely move, my shorts had only gotten tighter on the drive over. I swearrr they usually donāt give feedist vibes like we usually just like to get meals together and they know I tend to gorge lol. But they kept saying things like āare you sure you donāt want anything?ā āJust think about it a bit.ā I wanted to so badly but my belly I just wanted to sit down and they werenāt getting anything so I didnāt want them to have to wait on me for dessertā¦
Ugh when we got back in the car the seatbelt was way too tight on my belly.. I had to keep adjusting it..I hope they didnāt noticeā¦ The highway was bumpy and made all of the churning food slosh around while they drove me home. And there was soo much traffic so there was a lot of stopping and going, fast lane changesā¦the constant movement made me burp a few times, but the motion mad me a little nauseous and I (embarrassingly) had to start rubbing the top of my massive belly to get some relief..
Iām home now admiring my gluttonous work. My belly hurts so much standing is not an option. Sitting is tolerable but I canāt sit up straight, thereās a rock hard mass sitting in my lap preventing me from being comfortable. My belly is so taut and swollen, my shorts look so cute hugging and straining against the perfectly rounded, overstuffed, aching belly in front of me. It hurts so much like fuck I didnāt think I would get this full or be in this much painā¦ I almost wanna chug a fiber drink as punishment for not getting dessert but thereās no room like zeroā¦it makes that cute overpacked sound when I pat it which is followed by the gas shifting around which makes it hurt even moreā¦ugh..I canāt even jiggle it without feeling sick..was I a good piggy ? š½
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