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But tonight was different, tonight you were going to overindulge on countless snacks and sweets until you felt like bursting. 

You start with what lays in front of you, a box of doughnuts and a jug of chocolate milk. You pick up two at a time, stuffing them into your mouth before washing them down with the milk. Your stomach begins to gurgle as you do so. You ignore it as you move on to the pantry, a strange feeling overcoming you as you rip open packets of chips and candy. You couldn't stop. You moan as you squeeze an entire jug of chocolate syrup down your ravenous throat, your belly starting to feel heavy, whining in protest. 

You eat and eat and eat, and then you pause, a confused look on your face. You look down. Your arms and legs seemed normal, but your belly jiggles and wobbles with every breath. You poke it, expecting it to be taunt, but your finger sinks straight into it.

"How the hell?"

You gasp as you realize it is growing before you. You back out of the pantry and nearly tip over from the new weight. It lets out a loud whine before it explodes outwards, thudding to the floor with a wet slap. You fall over face first, luckily your new belly cushions the fall. You writhe until you manage to tip back onto your rear, your massive tummy covering your legs.

You watch, helpless, as it consumes the rest of your body. 

A familiar feeling sneaks up on you.

Rummmble GLORP-

You start inflating, your belly, moobs, and ass growing bigger and bigger with fat.

Pop! pop! pop!

The buttons fly off before your growing body comes to a stop. You sigh as you caress and lift up the 200 pounds of extra fat added to your body. There was no time to try and find different clothes now, you would be late to work. You exit the room, your swaying ass nearly getting stuck in the door as you waddle out.

Your tummy growls.

Your belly balloons out in front of you, stuffed taunt with thousands of calories. "Still not good enough…" you groan, rubbing the top of your giant belly tenderly with one hand. You close Your eyes. Your belly starts loudly rumbling and then.

GLORP. GLORP. GLORP-

Your tummy starts its way forward at a steady pace, filling with fat. It expands before you, steadily taking up your lap, covering your meaty thighs. You let out a shaky sigh, enjoying the feeling of it growing heavier on your already huge body by the second. the chair starts groaning beneath you as Your ass starts growing too, filling up the chair with the rest of your body. Your stomach reaches your knees, piling up against the table. You heaved your stomach up with both hands and set it onto the table, sending the remains of your massive feast scattering onto the floor. 

GLORP. GLORP. RUMBLE. RUMBLE.

Your upset tummy starts filling with gas, and you quickly try to ease it with both hands which was getting hard to do. Soon your stomach reaches the end of the table, dripping off it and towards the floor. Your ass drips off the sides of the reinforced chair, Your back fat pushing you forward and up. You feel Your stomach hit the cold tiled floor and moan. 

"Im so fucking fat." You murmur. Your stomach hits the wall where it then starts growing upwards and towards the ceiling, a giant, rumbling, gassy blob. You slide off the chair and onto the floor, Your stomach crashing down in front of you with a wet slap. You needed more room to grow.

You scoot back on your rear, dragging Your growing frame into the giant living room. Making sure to shut the entryway behind you, you reach the wall at the other side of the room, panting. Your belly rises like dough, growing ever wider, forcing what was recognizable of Your fat filled legs apart in an almost painful split. You grow and grow and grow, Your fat filling every corner and cranny, growing over and under furniture. After another 30 minutes, Your stomach and ass fills the entire floor, a waving, jiggling, grumbling ocean of fat. You give it a slap, making Your entire body sway uncontrollably. 

"You need more belly rubs~"  you purr at your rumbling tummy, slowly caressing it.

GLORP.

Your grumbling stomach hits the wall and starts piling up against it. By now you are completely immobile, dozens of chins and rolls of fat making your body one unrecognizable blob.

“Y-yeah...” he lies, wincing as he suppresses a burp. you see through the lie and walk over. “Thank you...” he murmurs as you gently start rubbing his stuffed belly in slow circles.

You place a kiss on it.